Although it took a long time, Yang Ning fell into a strange state at this moment because of the beginning of training.
The sword intent tore his body apart, but it gradually recovered as the Lingtian Art continued.
Little by little, the spiritual power begins to flow from the meridians, the Ren meridian and the Du meridian, and gradually reaches the limbs...
The mind in the sea of consciousness is now able to control the entire body through the sea of consciousness. Looking inside, one can see that there is a sharp edge of confidence in Yang Ning's bones at this moment.
Is the sword bone ready? Yang Ning controlled the operation of Ling Tian Jue and slowly probed deep into the bones.
In the outside world, countless spiritual swords were still tearing apart Yang Ning's body. On the path, where Yang Ning was standing, there was already a pool of blood, and it was still continuing at this moment.
And among the chaotic swords, there was a faint smell of blood, flowing all the way along the path, slowly swimming towards the depths.
Yang Ning was naturally unaware of such changes. At this moment, he was still immersed in the state of tempering his body, guiding the Lingtian Art and spreading his sword intent from the inside.
However, after this training, Yang Ning made an astonishing discovery, that is, the recovery ability of Lingtian Jue is terrifying.
The body that had been almost torn apart by countless spiritual swords before was restored to its original state with the operation of the Lingtian Art.
Especially after passing through the Zi Mansion, it seemed that a rainbow bridge between heaven and earth was formed, stirring the sea of consciousness. There seemed to be a subtle connection between the two, and the vitality suddenly spread like turbulent waves to the surroundings.
Flesh and blood regenerate.
The originally shattered body recovered instantly, and seemed to have a mysterious luster due to regeneration.
In the colorful space, there is a faint glow.
Yang Ning was immediately overjoyed and took the initiative to release his sword intent, activating the surrounding sword intent.
Although these sword intentions that fill the entire space are not under the control of the master at the moment, each sword intention was galloping around the world during his lifetime. How can such a provocation be tolerated.
The colorful spiritual swords instantly began to attack as if they were insulted.
Huhu...
The air seemed to be on fire, with streaks of rays of light and streaks of flowing spiritual swords rushing toward Yang Ning crazily.
"ah……"
In an instant, Yang Ning was overwhelmed by the heartbreaking pain.
The body that had just recovered was left with countless wounds in less than a breath.
His arms were bleeding, and his chest was even penetrated by several rays of sword light...
How miserable!
"ah……"
The heartbreaking roar echoed throughout the space, but at this moment, Yang Ning used the remaining clarity to start a bold attempt.
Since the sword intention can temper the body, can I use the sword intention to temper my sword bones?
Because Ling Tian Jue has established a rainbow bridge between Zi Mansion and Consciousness Sea, the time of a week has also been shortened. In less than ten breaths, it is already a week of luck.
"receive!"
Blood was dripping from the corners of Yang Ning's mouth, and her face had already turned pale as paper amidst the miserable screams, but Yang Ning still persisted.
Since the sword intention is unruly, then I will make you surrender.
Yang Ning started to go crazy. In the Purple Mansion, the dark red power on the third level was like a violent storm, sucking fiercely at the sword intent floating around.
The sword intention has no entity, but it has a form. It enters the body through Yang Ning's deliberate guidance and absorption.
"ah……"
The pain was like cutting apart, as if thousands of ants were eating away at him, and the pores all over his body opened instantly.
At this moment, Yang Ning felt as if her body was exhausted, and her feet were suddenly wet. As the blood and sweat mixed together, they began to slowly escape around.
Ling Tianjue once again exerted its terrifying recovery ability and began to repair Yang Ning's body.
But at this moment, Yang Ning could clearly feel that his body seemed to be subtly becoming more charming and spiritually lustrous. Especially near the meridians, there was an unspeakable charm. Hui.
Yang Ning was overjoyed, because this was enough to prove that his guess was correct.
Doing this will not only make your sword bones grow, but also improve the strength of your physical body.
"Let the storm come more violently!" Yang Ning shouted and started going crazy again.
On the other side, deep in the sword tomb, in the blood-red and silent space, a bloody sword seemed to start to move. It was a joyful beating, but it caused the red light in the surrounding holes to continue. Floating, the smell of blood gradually became stronger.
At this moment, a faint smell of blood floated in the blood-red space. The blood sword seemed to have found some kind of nature in an instant and began to absorb the smell of blood.
Although it was very weak, the blood sword seemed to be very hungry, exuding divine power, absorbing all the smell of blood, and then dotting it up and down in a very humane way, as if to express its excitement.
But outside, the battle was raging.
A terrifying aura enveloped the entire Beixuan Sword Sect. Although the seven legendary figures of the Beixuan Sword Sect were highly cultivated, they were still unable to resist the attack of the Eight Heavenly Kings, and at this moment, a Five Poison Elder was added. Ancestor.
The poisonous mist all over the sky has formed an extinct poisonous domain. As long as you are touched by this black mist, if you are not cultivated enough, you may be corroded in an instant.
However, at this moment, the ancestor of the Five Poisons was also very aggrieved, because as soon as he arrived at the Beixuan Sword Sect, he was being chased crazily by Jian Nian, without even giving him a chance to speak. After spreading a poisonous area, the Five Poisons Ancestor Du finally had a chance to take a breath, but taking a breath seemed to be his only action, because just one breath later, the sword light arrived.
This is an extremely fast sword, like a meteor, as fast as lightning.
"I..." Before the Five Poisons Patriarch could open his mouth, he was drowned by the sword light.
"You and I are at odds with each other...ah..." The ancestor of the Five Poisons was angry. A blood hole was left on his left arm, which was pierced by a sword, and he let out an earth-shattering scream.
"puff……"
The sword thought spurted blood, and was hit by the silent magic wheel, causing the body to shake.
"Irreconcilable?" Jian Nian's eyes were as cold as iron, as if his injuries were insignificant. The spiritual sword in his hand turned into a long dragon and was thrown towards the ancestor of the Five Poisons.
"When have you ever fought against me again? Die..." After Jian Nian spurted out his blood, he finally fired the strongest sword in his life.
Traveled through time and space.
The moment it was thrown, the spirit sword seemed to have lost its trace. At the moment when Yin Ji and the Five Poison Ancestors were surprised, the sword light disappeared.
"Hide quickly..."
But there were no more words to be said, because the eyes of the Five Poison Ancestor had changed.
"this?"
The eyes of the ancestor of the Five Poisons were full of disbelief, and the last thought left in his mind was how could it be possible?
"How... is this possible..." The ancestor of the Five Poisons lowered his head, and at his neck, a spiritual sword was inserted there. It had no luster and no fluctuations in spiritual power, but it was full of despair. the power of.
"Are you dead?" Jian Nian's figure slowly fell from the sky, but there was no power in his body, and even the minimum energy and spirit of the cultivator seemed to have disappeared.
"You burned your soul..." Yinji couldn't believe it, but the sword thought at this moment was exactly what happened after burning his soul.
Jian Nian said nothing, his hands lowered weakly, unable to feel any fluctuations in spiritual power.
"I respect you as a man..." Yinji is bellicose, but he is also the most talkative among the eight heavenly kings. Thinking back to the decisiveness of his sword reading just now, Yinji couldn't help but feel disrespected by his opponent.
"If you can survive this time, we can fight again in the future." But Yinji knew that this possibility was almost slim.
Burning the soul is even more painful than self-destruction.
Because the essence, energy and spirit will be locked in one place, I will have no cultivation at all, unless there is a possibility, that is, using the holy medicine of heaven and earth to activate the power of the avenue to recall the lost soul.
Maybe this doesn't seem like a bad thing, but for a strong man, it is tantamount to torture, and life is worse than death.
"Thank you, cough..." The sword was bleeding, and the body fell from the sky, not knowing whether it was life or death.
The Poison Domain gradually dissipated because it lost the control of its master.
Yinji recalled the magic wheel and flew over the back mountain.
"Jian Nian..." Lu Changxiao whined, but he was not given the chance to think about anything else, because the attacks of the eight heavenly kings came one after another.
With six against eight, everyone's cultivation level is about the same, and the gap in numbers cannot be made up at all.
But the six people were not afraid at all.
I didn't hold back at all.
"Where is that sword?" the Great Heavenly King shouted, his anger flooding the entire sky, and the terrifying aura covering the sky.
"Kill!" The only response he received was a demon-control sword that weighed tens of millions of kilograms.
At this moment, the six of them no longer had any illusions. On the other side, after receiving Wang Zhuqin's affirmative nod, several of them had already put life and death aside.
When Yang Ning first came to the Beixuan Sword Sect, the seven of them had already agreed that the winner of the killing sword must protect him, even if the Beixuan Sword Sect was destroyed.
However, the seven of them did not expect that this day would come so early.
Yinfeng Valley has long been a force that everyone can kill. What's more, when the eight heavenly kings went up the mountain, they slaughtered the entire Beixuan Sword Sect. Such a deep hatred could not be resolved casually.
Until now, Jian Nian was still angry because of the sword killing.
"As long as he can get it, Beixuan Sword Sect will not be destroyed." Tan Houyuan wielded the Demon Control Sword with determination written on his face.
"I'll go first..." Tan Houyuan shouted from the air, blooming with the most dazzling light in his life, and followed the demon-controlling sword with his body, turning into a terrifying wave, swallowing lavender light.
"Don't let me down..." Tan Houyuan glanced back at the abyss between the two mountains, and his body expanded rapidly...
boom……
Terrible and terrifying power spread out in all directions.
"No……"
But it's too late.
Once it explodes, there is no room for maneuver.
"I'm confused..." Ren Qiandi thumped his feet and chest, but he could only watch helplessly.
Qin Houyuan chose the most brutal method to prove that the Beixuan Sword Sect was inviolable. Even if the opponent was extremely powerful, they still could not make them surrender.
The terrifying power turned into a sky-long flame, and the most tragic self-destruction exploded.
"Magic wheel space." The Great Heavenly King and the Four Heavenly Kings spoke at the same time. The four magic wheels instantly enveloped the eight people from four directions. At the same time, each person held up their own body-protecting true aura and enveloped their bodies tightly. in.
The strong man self-destructs, shocking the world.
The aura that destroyed the heaven and earth was dispersed in all directions.
Rumble…
The whole world was stirred, and vaguely, the surrounding world could be seen in turmoil. The terrifying and biting wind, like a destructive storm, attacked the eight people.
"It's not enough..." The corners of the Great Heavenly King's mouth were bleeding, and he was shocked by the violent power. At the same time, the hand that controlled the magic wheel was broken and bruised.
"Hurry..." The Four Heavenly Kings were also nervous, because such a powerful man would self-destruct. Although they had tried their best to estimate the power, it was still not enough at this moment.
"Blessings..." The silence roared, and waves of black flames rose above the head, forming a terrifying tent of black flames, wrapping the eight people.
boom……
Space is annihilating...
