"Beixuan Sword Sect has suffered such a heavy blow. Please express your condolences, senior." Luoyi looked at the bleak scene below and comforted everyone.
Wang Zhuqin took back the remaining medicine pestle, pointed downwards, and said: "There is still some Beixuan Sword Sect there now, all that is left is just a remnant..." There was a bit of sadness in his voice, and he turned around.
"Liu Feng, and you." Wang Zhuqin said to the remaining people: "The great age is about to begin, and blood and war will sweep across the Sixteen Kingdoms of Surabaya. I hope you can live well. I am already satisfied. As for Beixuan Whether the Sword Sect can be rebuilt or not depends on your ability in the future..." Wang Guqin's eyes were full of sadness. Once a thousand years of foundation was dissipated, as the former Supreme Elder of the Beixuan Sword Sect, it is unimaginable that And know.
"Master..." Liufeng looked at the old man. The destruction of Beixuan Sword Sect was also a painful blow to them. Unfortunately, their strength was low and they could not change it.
Wang Zhuqin stared at several disciples and said: "But you don't have to be pessimistic. At least my thousand-year mission of Beixuan Sword Sect has been completed. You will assist Yang Ning well and we must survive this great world safely." , is the truth." Wang Qinqin knew that the birth of the killing sword opened up a road of killing, and only those who could survive the baptism of blood were considered true geniuses.
Under the bloody setting sun, the feeling on the flying boat was extremely painful.
After Wang Zhuqin finished speaking, he seemed unwilling to say any more and stared at the base of the remaining peak for a long time.
Just like the flow of blood, blood-like ripples are constantly shaking from under the remaining peak.
The smell of blood became stronger and stronger, even making those around him feel vomiting.
And deep in the sword tomb under the broken peak, after Yang Ning held the blood sword, he fell asleep completely.
The blood sword seemed to be completely autonomous. Bursts of bloody light followed Yang Ning's hand and continued to enter Yang Ning's body. At the same time, the blood in Yang Ning's body gradually began to flow to the blood sword.
In the blood-colored space, the sword light was like waves of shifting light. The bloody sword edge, soaked in blood, continued to emit the smell of blood and rotated, while the hilt of the sword was firmly held in Yang Ning's hand.
A wisp of red light mixed in, followed Yang Ning's meridians, and entered Yang Ning's body.
Ling Tian Jue has been able to operate independently after Yang Ning's cultivation has deepened. However, at this moment, it seemed to pause because of Hong Mang's rash intrusion. But soon, Ling Tian Jue only noticed something was wrong and did not do anything else. Running as usual.
The blood light followed the meridians and entered Yang Ning's sea of consciousness under the operation of Ling Tian Jue.
Soon, Xue Mang seemed to be conscious and found the depths of Yang Ning's sea of consciousness.
The miniature Two Worlds Mountain exudes a terrifying aura, with distinct layers. On top of the miniature Two Worlds Mountain, a formless sword seal emits a faint yellow light, and the tip of the sword points directly to the top of the miniature Two Worlds Mountain.
However, Xue Mang didn't seem to notice it. When it came to the miniature Two Worlds Mountain, it turned into a stream of light and quickly reached the top of the mountain.
But at this moment, Xue Mang seemed to feel a faint crisis, and turned into a sword light, and began to slam into the transmitted light.
Buzz!
A dull sound echoed in Yang Ning's sea of consciousness.
call!
There was a dark sound, and the sword mark hanging on the top turned into a ray of light, and it instantly came to Xue Mang. It seemed to be very humane and stared at Xue Mang. The sword light turned around and seemed to be pointing.
The tip of the sword pointed around, and at the same time pointed at the miniature Two Worlds Mountain below, as if to declare that this place belonged to it and no one could touch it.
The sword seal was very proud, glanced at the blood light, pointed to the bottom of the sea of knowledge, and seemed to say: "This is its territory, if it wants to survive, let it find another way out."
Xue Mang's body was trembling, and he could feel the terrifying fluctuations coming from the sword seal.
After the sword seal was handed over, Xue Mang suddenly ran down the miniature Two Boundary Mountains in a gray manner, rolling and crawling.
The Lingtian Jue was in motion, and the spiritual power gradually became more powerful under the guidance of the Lingtian Jue.
This means that Yang Ning's cultivation is improving all the time. This is the most fundamental and most powerful part of Lingtian Jue.
Xue Mang seemed a little disappointed. After all, the place he dreamed of was taken over by an extremely strong guy. Moreover, this extremely strong guy was the same kind as himself, and both were sword spirits.
But because of this, I lost one of the most ideal places.
The blood light seemed to be a little lost, leaving the sea of consciousness, following the meridians, and using the operation of Lingtian Jue, it began to scurry around Yang Ning's body.
The blood flowed and wandered in the meridians. After all, it was not easy to find a master by oneself. After waiting for a thousand years, just to appear again, such an opportunity must not be missed.
The blood glow mixed in the spiritual power, constantly absorbing the essence and blood in Yang Ning's body. Under the nourishment of the essence and blood, the blood glow became more and more brilliant, like a piece of jade paste, and began to flow to Yang Ning's internal organs.
After a long journey, Xue Mang finally arrived at the ideal place in his heart.
The internal organs are the second most important part of the human body, equivalent to the second life of the human body. Xue Mang thought about it and felt that staying here is a good choice. After all, it is safe here.
The blood light followed the meridians and was about to jump out, but I found that my actions seemed to be controlled by this autonomously operating technique.
Xue Mang panicked and emitted a faint light, as if trying to pull some kind of power to escape from the circulating technique.
But how can a small magical weapon control Ling Tian Jue?
As if possessing some kind of magic power, Ling Tian Jue showed a terrifying side. With the emergence of the pulling power of the blood light, a spiritual power package completely enveloped the blood light that was like blood ointment.
Just when Xue Mang wanted to jump out, he found that he couldn't move.
How can it be?
Xue Mang was shocked. What kind of technique was so mysterious that he, a divine sword spirit, could not escape.
Just as Xue Mang was in a daze, he had followed the movement of Ling Tian Jue and arrived at a spacious place.
Why are the meridians here so wide? Xue Mang was shocked and found that his body could actually move at this moment.
Xue Mang looked around and found that the spiritual power here was like the sea, very rich, and it was the same as the depth of his ideal sea of consciousness.
What is this place? It's so mysterious.
Xue Mang continued to penetrate deeper with curiosity.
Spiritual power is like a vast ocean, constantly rising and falling. This is the fundamental reason why Yang Ning is able to overcome challenges.
Xue Mang gradually began to get excited. Following such a master, he would never bury himself. Only in this way could his brilliance shine in the world.
Thinking of this, Xue Mang became even more excited, jumping and playing like a child.
As the blood light continued to jump, a mountain finally appeared in front of the blood light.
Xue Mang was shocked and stared at everything in front of him.
how come?
Is this the Sea of Consciousness?
Otherwise, how could the foundation of a cultivator appear again?
But the top of the mountain?
Thinking of this, Xue Mang stared at the top of the mountain, but did not find the light that made him tremble, but found a bead.
A bead like a star, with a vast smell, floats on the top of the mountain.
Good place!
The blood glow turned into a stream of light with joy and reached the top of the mountain in an instant.
I will stay here from now on, because this person with deep foundation is worthy of being my master.
It's just that this bead, although not as powerful as the yellow light just now, is already dominant here. It may not be easy for him to get this position.
After all, a spiritual object that can be used as a foundation of suppression is definitely not an ordinary thing. What's more, this bead, like a sea of stars, has a profound power that cannot be understood.
Xue Mang flew up and came to the side of the bead.
The smell of blood, like a rolling ocean, rushed towards the beads.
The divine edge is unstoppable.
But this does not mean that foreign objects cannot be used.
The star spirit seemed to sense that the crisis was approaching, and the deep beads emitted a vastness like the starry sky, embracing all things.
The entire Zi Mansion was shaken.
Even the entire miniature Two Worlds Mountain was trembling.
The extreme collision makes people despair.
The heart-stopping power exploded in Yang Ning's Zifu.
Xue Mang was also shocked, because it felt the terror of the beads. Like a vast ocean, its own power was instantly dissolved by the beads.
Who is this young man that he identifies as? Why the body is filled with so many mysteries.
First, there was the powerful sword seal in the sea of consciousness, and then he was unable to move. He was brought to this place. He originally thought that he was a blessing in disguise, but he didn't expect that there was such a foreign object here, suppressing the mountain.
As an artifact spirit, am I so unbearable? For the first time, Xue Mang felt that he was so humble.
What kind of master have you found? How could a divine weapon be so humble?
Xue Mang felt more and more inferior to himself, and at the same time, the smell of blood above the blood light became lighter and weaker.
Xue Mang's thoughts changed and he directly retracted his momentum from the side.
At the same time, Xue Mang discovered that the bead that suppressed the foundation did not seem to be as powerful to him as he imagined, and it was also withdrawing its power.
Xue Mang was secretly happy that he might be able to live in peace with this bead.
The blood glow gradually approached the bead, sending a friendly message.
The blood light changed and finally turned into a sword seal, completely revealing its own form.
The beads didn't seem to have any reaction to themselves, they just simply drifted around, wandering among the mountains. They seemed to have a mission, which was to protect the entire miniature Two Worlds Mountain.
And below, the surging spiritual power continued to roll over the miniature Two Boundary Mountains.
The blood-colored sword light began to resemble a sword seal in the sea of consciousness. A streak of blood light penetrated and began to radiate its power to the miniature Two Worlds Mountain.
Most of the cultivators' foundations are suppressed by spiritual beings, and the vibration of the miniature Two Worlds Mountain at this moment is also due to this.
However, the bloody sword light didn't understand why this bead floating on the miniature Two Worlds Mountain had no effect of suppressing the foundation. Instead, it simply protected the foundation.
The bloody sword light shined through without any disturbance, and he felt more and more that the beads might just be a special existence.
A mysterious master may be able to fully blossom his brilliance.
The effect of the blood-colored sword light seemed to be obvious. The blood light penetrated and instantly suppressed the entire miniature Two Worlds Mountain. The tumbling spiritual power gradually subsided.
At this moment, everything in the outside world seemed to have returned to silence. The bloody glow gradually began to shrink, and the bloody color that enveloped the entire Xi Shu gradually disappeared.
But in the valley thousands of miles away, the Nine Palace Envoys unleashed thunderous fury.
"The star spirit has disappeared, and the killing sword has no trace. How can I explain it?" The envoys of the Nine Palaces were like crazy, looting and destroying in the valley.
And not far away, four figures, with a dusty aura, even the blood on their bodies had not condensed, but they were so angry at this moment.
But none of the four people spoke. They could only watch everything, or even chose to remain silent.
On top of the remnants of the Beixuan Sword Sect, Wang Zhuqin looked at the changes that had taken place, and his expression finally felt a little relieved.
"The recognition of the master is completed, and the mission that has been passed down for thousands of years can finally come to an end..." Wang Guqin seemed to feel relieved.
Staring at the sunset, I suddenly felt that the sunset was infinitely better.
