The more Song Yingjie played, the smoother he became. There seemed to be a clear understanding in his mind, and Cheng Ling's words rang in his ears again.
The unity of essence, qi, and spirit is called the inner three unions, and the unity of hands, eyes, and body is the outer three unions, which are collectively called. Also, the eyes and the heart are combined, the heart and the Qi are combined, the Qi and the body are combined, the body and the hands are combined, the hands and the feet are combined, and the feet and the hips are combined.
His movements are getting faster and faster, and the inside and outside are being unified quickly. Gradually, his figure is as fast as a hurricane, leaving afterimages in the space, like three heads and six arms.
"Boom boom boom..."
"Click..."
One puppet shattered...the second...the third...
In the end, all eight puppets were crushed!
"Ha ha ha ha......"
Song Yingjie looked up to the sky and laughed. This battle was hearty and hearty. He truly achieved the unity of heart, eyes, hands, essence, energy, and spirit. His martial arts skills were at his fingertips, and a casual strike could have the power of his previous killing moves.
Without any pause, he flashed and rushed directly to the tenth space.
As expected, there are nine puppets, nine palace battle formations, and a gravity bonus of more than a thousand times.
Unfazed, Song Yingjie chose a puppet and rushed over.
This performance naturally fell into Cheng Ling's eyes. He nodded slowly. This kid finally got it through experience. The six elements of heart, eyes, hands, essence, energy, and spirit were integrated to the extreme. The speed exceeded the visual capture, and the attack The strength also reaches the limit.
The complexity of the Nine Palaces Battle Formation is almost beyond description in words. Song Yingjie knew that the Luochen Sword Sect’s sect-protecting formation was the Great Zhoutian Nine Palaces Sword Formation. If you want to break the formation, you must crush one of the puppets as quickly as possible to create a flaw in the formation and kill it with one strike!
But the formation space could not use the Immortal Technique at all. With his mind turning, he concentrated his physical strength, condensing and compressing it towards his right arm...
For a long time, Song Yingjie used his body skills to continuously walk in the center of the battle formation. A layer of hazy light filled the right fist of Song Yingjie, like sparkling water patterns. Only then did he stop, turn around and rush towards one of the puppets.
Just when the two were about to collide, Song Yingjie's figure became dazed, and afterimages were drawn out of the space. Everyone felt their eyes blurred. He had already rushed to one of the puppets and punched him fiercely. passed.
"Boom~~"
There was a violent roar, and then there was a "click" sound like breaking glass. The puppet's body began to crack, and pieces fell down.
In an instant, the remaining eight puppets froze. During the pause, Song Yingjie struck out with his hands and feet continuously, and bursts of shattering sounds were heard. The bodies of the remaining eight puppets were broken inch by inch, and debris fell to the ground.
"Breaking through... passed..."
"After ten levels in a row, who is he?"
"He is the first monk to pass ten levels in a row, so we will soon see the Blood Fiend Immortal Emperor."
The monks were both surprised and excited. They were impressed by Song Yingjie's abilities and looked forward to meeting the Blood Fiend Immortal Emperor.
But not long after, they felt a strong repulsive force, and the next moment, they were all teleported out of the hall. And when they turned to look at the main hall again, they saw that the original huge building had disappeared, and there was no trace left.
"what happened?"
"Could it be that this secret training realm will automatically disappear as long as someone can pass ten levels in a row?" Some people speculated that the disappearance of the secret realm was related to Song Yingjie, but little did they know that it was Cheng Ling who took over the entire secret realm. gone.
Just when they were wondering, a voice full of cold murderous intent came from a distance: "Who are you waiting for, how dare you come to Shangyuan Alliance to act wild!"
The huge momentum, coupled with the killing intention coming out of the corpse mountain and the sea of blood, immediately made many monks change their expressions. Some monks who were in the early stage of the Immortal Emperor were even more unbearable and knelt down directly.
But this time, Cheng Ling and Song Yingjie were highlighted.
The Blood Fiend Immortal Emperor glanced at him and said slightly surprised: "Cheng Ling, you are not dead yet!"
"You are still alive, how could I die first? It happened that Songfengguan had taken action against Cheng many times, and it was time to settle the matter." Cheng Ling said calmly.
Since leaving the secret realm of the Chaoyang Temple, Cheng Ling was first trapped in the sea of time and space, and then returned to the fairy world and ran around, almost non-stop in the Black Demon Abyss, the land of demons, and the land of Buddhism. With power and no leisure, he thought that the other party would have died in Jiang Haoyang's hands long ago.
The Blood Evil Immortal Emperor's face gradually darkened, and with a move of his right hand, a sword energy with a bloody sword light stabbed Cheng Ling with a whoosh.
What a fast swordsmanship!
Fortunately, his swordsmanship was not slow either. When he struck back, the Dragon Ling Sword had already been unsheathed to block it and even used the power of the sword to deflect it. The Blood Fiend Immortal Emperor was also very quick in blocking the sword. In an instant, the two of them were fighting each other. Ten Swords, facing such an opponent, Cheng Ling naturally screamed with joy.
The Heaven-Breaking Sword Technique was used to engage in a duel with the Blood Evil Immortal Emperor. It didn't matter if his opponent was fast, he was also fast.
However, during the fight, Cheng Ling faintly discovered that something was wrong. His speed was due to his sword speed and skills, while the Blood Fiend Immortal Emperor's speed was a bit unusual. It seemed that it was not the absolute speed, but the difference between life and death. The speed of time, between life and death, can be a little faster than the opponent.
This is a mysterious and mysterious understanding of life and death. As a killer, he has been wandering on the edge of life and death all year round. Every battle is on the edge of death. Failure is death!
Is this the sword intention of life and the sword intention of death?
Among the ten most difficult artistic conceptions in the world to comprehend, the artistic conception of life and the artistic conception of death are among them, but it is even more difficult to understand them thoroughly and transform them into sword intention.
Cheng Ling has long understood the ten most difficult artistic conceptions, but he has only scratched the surface of the artistic conception of life and death. Unlike the other artistic conceptions that have advanced to the level of profound meanings, relatively speaking, the Blood Evil Immortal Emperor's mastery of the artistic conception of life and death is limited. , more than yourself.
He was delighted to see Hunter Xin, and while fighting each other, he understood the opponent's sword intent.
The Blood Fiend Immortal Emperor became more and more frightened as he fought. He had heard about Cheng Ling's abilities and had always treated him like a monk in the same realm. At most, his combat power was slightly stronger than that of ordinary people, but compared to himself, he had killed him long ago.
I never thought that the opponent would be so difficult to deal with. Songfeng Guan's swordsmanship was simple and direct, with few fancy moves. The goal was to kill the enemy as quickly as possible. Protracted fighting was not his strength. After fighting for a quarter of an hour, he lost the battle. patience.
In an instant, the body of the Blood Fiend Immortal Emperor moved. With just a moment of movement, Cheng Ling felt that his world was completely dark, and there was only that sword in front of him! What kind of sword is this? It has the aura of absolute death.
Cheng Ling could clearly feel that the darkness around him was not an illusion, but a manifestation of the sword of death that had been cultivated to the extreme. At this moment, he felt the sword intent of death, a terrifying sword intent that wanted to kill him.
Without any further hesitation, he rolled up his right hand and the dragon feather sword turned into an entire aperture. The outer edge of the aperture appeared and disappeared, as if it had turned into a cactus with spikes everywhere.
The Blood Fiend Immortal Emperor's sure-kill sword, after touching the aperture, the sword energy seemed to be absorbed. Not only that, but also the artistic conception of death in his sword technique. He was horrified and had no idea how the other party did it.
At this time, Cheng Ling used the absorption of the sword intention of death to comprehend the artistic conception of death while facing the enemy.
In the Green Lotus Virtual Realm, one experiences the eight sufferings of life, including the suffering of death.
All people are mortal!
Animals will die, plants will die, people will die, immortal cultivators will die, the sky will collapse and die, the earth will collapse, everything in the world cannot escape from the word death, not even the entire universe can escape from the word death.
But what is death itself?
I was thinking about it, and suddenly, a mysterious and mysterious aura came out of the cold area in my body. This aura was very strange, with signs of decay, dilapidation, and even death!
He seemed to understand somewhat, the three great wills of the Netherworld, the other side is traction, judgment is judgment, and reincarnation is death and rebirth!
In a daze, he seemed to have caught something, and stabbed out the dragon feather sword. This sword is like dividing yin and yang, intertwining black and white, and like the endless cycle of life and death.
There was pitch black above the sword body. The pitch black was so deep, it seemed like the only black in all eternity. How dark it was, what a terrifying killing!
And below, there is greenery, and it seems that everything is growing happily, but at the back, the flowers wither, the trees wither, and the people die, the beauty turns into bones, the hero is a pile of sand, and the endless years Whatever flows through, whether there is life or not, will eventually disappear.
Like a world, a starry sky, a universe, the powerful sword intention of death instantly surpassed the sword intention struck by the Blood Fiend Immortal Emperor, first covering it up, and then swallowing it up.
The Blood Fiend Immortal Emperor was horrified, and suddenly found that his body was plunged into endless darkness. He wanted to draw his sword, but he couldn't even sense the long sword. At this moment, layers of forbidden light and shadow suddenly appeared around the dark space. These densely packed lights and shadows quickly covered his body, penetrated his head and rushed towards the sea of consciousness.
"Swish, swish, swish!" The sound of the long sword piercing the air sounded, and the Blood Fiend Immortal Emperor's limbs separated instantly. What frightened him even more was that the restrictions completely stayed above the sea of consciousness. If he made the slightest move, they would explode. , completely annihilating the soul.
After a long time... the surrounding darkness gradually dissipated, and the Blood Evil Immortal Emperor saw a purple figure, which was Cheng Ling. I saw him looking at me coldly and said: "You don't need me to tell you to know your current situation. It's very simple. Tell me the stronghold of Songfengguan. Otherwise, I will have many ways to make your life worse than death!"
The expression of the Blood Fiend Immortal Emperor changed. He wanted to resist, but found that he could not move at all. But even so, he couldn't give in easily.
Cheng Ling sneered and gently tapped his eyebrow with her right hand.
In an instant, there was a sharp pain in the sea of consciousness of the Blood Fiend Immortal Emperor, as if thousands of fine needles were inserted into the soul. This was not just that, after the fine needles, there was a numb and itchy feeling, as if there was something wrong. Thousands of ants are biting.
"Ah..." As powerful as the Eight-Star Immortal Emperor, he couldn't bear the pain and couldn't help but groan.
Cheng Ling said: "Bones are very hard. Let's see how long you can hold on."
The monks around him were all silent, and no one dared to speak. In their eyes, the Blood Fiend Immortal Emperor, who was extremely tyrannical, was completely restrained and was undergoing torture. Their perception of Cheng Ling rose to an extremely terrifying level.
Cheng Ling was unmoved at all. This was a kind of deterrence. He would not be able to stay in the fairy world for long, and the Luochen Sword Sect's heritage was not comparable to the four super powers. Only through this kind of intimidation could those forces not dare to provoke easily.
