Chapter 682 The true sword intention!

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Under the shroud of darkness, in a cave on the edge of the Tiandi Mountains, a figure was sitting cross-legged.

This person is none other than Zhao Zhen.

"Breathe...breathe..."

Long breaths came from Zhao Zhen's mouth and nose, and as he breathed, the airflow in the cave kept swirling.

And as the air flow rolled, wisps of mixed light-colored sword-shaped air flow kept emerging.

It was as if Zhao Zhen was followed by thousands of swords every time he breathed out!

Especially the artistic conception revealed in the sword energy.

That is to open up the world and create a general artistic conception of the world.

It was as if Zhao Zhen was really no longer a person, but the reincarnation of an ancient giant.

While powerful and mysterious, it also exudes a power that dominates the world.

Naturally, this is extremely shocking. It can be said that if there are other warriors here at this moment, they will definitely be shocked beyond words.

However, Zhao Zhen was not aware of the changes in his breathing and aura.

Because at this moment, he was immersed in his mind, practicing the three sword techniques of Pangu's powerful sword technique.

Although he had already mastered the Pangu Powerful Sword Technique when he was in the mysterious realm, in fact, it was only a preliminary mastery, which was derived from the power of Pangu Powerful Body Refining Technique.

But it's different now.

Now, Zhao Zhen begins the process of serious simulation and understanding.

Naturally, a completely different sense of mystery began to rise in Zhao Zhen's heart.

For example, the first move is to open the sky.

Kaitian has an overbearing name, but in fact the will contained in this move is not overbearing at all.

Because this is not an emotional vent, it is just a natural reaction.

Just like a baby gestating in the mother's body.

Before birth, babies are quiet and peaceful.

But once born, the first sound is crying.

The artistic conception of Kaitian is based on the artistic conception of this cry.

Crying is coming to the world, and for any life, coming to the world is no less than opening up a sky in a world of mixed light.

Therefore, this sword is not a killing blow.

But come.

There is also the second move to open up land. In the same way, opening up land is not as simple as opening up the earth.

But after coming into the world, stepping on the ground and connecting with the earth.

If the creation of the sky is the descent, then the creation of the earth is the connection with the earth and the origin of all life.

Therefore, this sword is not meant to destroy the earth, but to integrate with the vitality of the earth and be able to walk stably in this world.

As for the third move to create a world, that is the growth of wisdom.

After coming to the world and walking steadily on the earth, wisdom is needed.

And this kind of wisdom, to put it more broadly, is understanding the rules of heaven and earth, using the rules of heaven and earth, and finally becoming the rules of heaven and earth.

To put it more simply, it is a matter of human nature, following the trend, and at the same time, it is also a reaction to the enemy in battle.

Therefore, this sword technique is not a sword technique that suppresses people with domineering force.

Using domineering power to suppress others is just a form of expression. The deeper artistic conception is a way of dealing with the world and dealing with enemies.

After understanding this, Zhao Zhen also took a deep breath and opened his eyes the next moment.

"I see, is this the true meaning of Pangu's powerful sword technique? Opening the sky is equivalent to descending, opening the earth is equivalent to walking on the earth, and creating a world represents wisdom."

"Sure enough, the martial arts left behind by the Immortal are truly extraordinary."

After muttering to himself, a light flashed across Zhao Zhen's eyes.

But as he comprehended and deduced, at this moment, he admired Pangu Dali Immortal Lord even more.

What is real martial arts?

Brute force is just the most basic pursuit.

already.

Adding some artistic conception after brute force can only stimulate one's temperament.

And true martial arts contains wisdom.

At the same time, this kind of wisdom is by no means the kind of calculation that flies and dogs are doing, but the understanding of the rules of heaven and earth, and an analysis of the operation of life.

This is truly superior martial arts, immortal martial arts.

"Well, let's continue to comprehend, and this time, I will use a huge spiritual stone to comprehend, and see if I can use this to push my realm higher."

Thinking in his mind, Zhao Zhen waved his palm, and a crashing sound suddenly sounded.

I saw a total of 300,000 heaven-level intermediate spirit stones thrown out by Zhao Zhen, and they filled the entire cave.

Because Zhao Zhen knew that at this moment, he had understood the true secret of Pangu's powerful sword technique.

And these mysteries really allowed him to grow spiritually and spiritually, so of course he had to work hard and use a large number of spiritual stones to practice in order to improve his strength.

"call…"

Zhao Zhen breathed out again, then closed his eyes and entered the cultivation state again.

But this time is different from before. Before, Zhao Zhen only relied on his own strength to practice and at the same time comprehend the true meaning of the sword formula. This time, Zhao Zhen relied on a large number of spiritual stones to practice.

Naturally, this caused a loud rumbling sound to come out of Zhao Zhen's body, but it was his inner energy that began to circulate like a surging river at this moment.

But what Zhao Zhen didn't know was that while he was immersed in cultivation, at this moment, attacks and killings were taking place on the outer boundary of the Tiandi Mountain Range.

But it was a thick black mist that had now covered tens of thousands of miles outside the Tiandi Mountain.

In the area covered by this black mist, there are many merchants from the four continents.

They set up stalls here during the day and gathered in the market. At night, they would return to their tents and camps to rest.

And this black mist killed these people.

Of course, most of the targets of this black mist are weak people below the Wutian realm.

After all, those who have reached the Wutian realm have some status in the four continents. Although Black Mist is arrogant, it obviously does not dare to be too blatant and provoke so many people at once.

"Hehe, okay, there are really a lot of people coming this time, so hurry up and kill them! After you kill them, they will be turned into blood pills and sent to me!"

At this time, in the center of the black mist, a young man wearing a blood robe also sneered, which made many figures in the black mist nod and rush out the next moment.

And this young man in blood robe is naturally none other than one of the representative geniuses of the Demon Continent, Xue Wudao!

As the strongest disciple of the Blood Demon Sect and the next successor to the leader, his demonic skills are naturally extremely pure, and his character is of course extremely cruel.

After all, in the Demon Continent, the law of the jungle is the law of nature.

It is normal for a weak person to have his blood drawn and his soul refined by a strong person.

But this time, he came to participate in the competition, and at the same time, so many people gathered here to watch the fun.

How could he not salivate?

You know, in his eyes, these are all qualifications in front of him!

Naturally, at this moment, he had ordered the disciples in the sect to attack and kill those who were not at a high level, and at the same time use magic power to turn them into blood pills and send them to him to devour.

Therefore, at this moment, the area tens of thousands of miles outside Tiandi Mountain has turned into a purgatory on earth.

Many merchants who were practicing or resting in tents were attacked by Blood Demon Cult disciples before they had time to react. After that, they directly used their magic power to turn them into bloody pills.

This naturally made Xue Wudao extremely happy, but in less than half an hour, thousands of blood pills were sent to him by the disciples, and he devoured them with big mouthfuls, which made his breath become more and more intense. Strong, the blood in his eyes is getting thicker and thicker.

But just when he was happily devouring blood pills, suddenly, a sound came from a mountain peak not far from him.

Explosion.

As the explosion sounded, a chaotic air flow also rose up. In just an instant, the countless black mist released by Xue Wudao exploded directly, and there were more than twenty figures among them. It turned directly into exploding fragments all over the sky!

"Um!"

This made Xue Wudao's eyes stiffen and he suddenly looked in that direction.

At this time, a young man wearing a sea blue robe and a calm face also appeared in the void. ..

It was actually the strongest representative of the water and land world, Yang Hongmeng!

Seeing Yang Hongmeng, Xue Wudao's face suddenly darkened, while Yang Hongmeng looked at Xue Wudao with a faint look.

"Don't people from the Blood Demon Cult have eyes?"

As soon as these words came out, Xue Wudao also had a grim look on his face, and as his expression changed, the endless black mist rose up all at once, and the next moment it seemed to turn into tens of thousands of fierce ghosts, and at the same time, he roared at Yang Hongmeng .

But when he heard these roars, Yang Hongmeng ignored them. He just looked at Xue Wudao and said lightly, "What? Do you want to die now?"

This made Xue Wudao's body tremble, and the ferocious look on his face became even thicker.

However, he waved his hand, and the endless ghosts immediately began to dissipate. Obviously, he did not intend to fight Yang Hongmeng.

"now it's right."

Seeing this scene, Yang Hongmeng nodded calmly, "I don't care if you kill people to refine souls, and I don't care who you kill, but don't mess with me."

"If it happens again, you will die."

Hearing this, a cruel look flashed in Xue Wudao's eyes, but he smiled arrogantly on his face, "Yang Hongmeng, do you think I stopped my power because I was afraid of you? I just think it's my people who are the first I offended you, so I just gave in."

"This is courtesy, not fear, do you understand?"

"Whatever you say."

Yang Hongmeng said calmly, "Anyway, my attitude has been expressed. It's still the same sentence. If your people mess with me again, then I will kill you, that's it."

Whoosh!

As soon as the words came out, Yang Hongmeng's body flashed and disappeared.

Seeing this scene, the veins on Xue Wudao's forehead bulged up, and he shouted directly, "Yang Hongmeng, don't be arrogant!"

"When I really meet you at the conference, I will definitely turn you into blood pills and devour you!"

"Really? Then I'll wait."

Youyou's words came out from the void, but soon disappeared again.