Chapter 187: Movement in the Dark Night

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The two of them stared ahead silently, in various moods.

But thanks to Ding Mo's guidance, Luoyi's body gradually changed.

The Mirror of Deduction floated silently beside Luoyi, a soft divine light shrouded it, and finally slowly changed.

The artifact was entering the body, getting closer and closer to Luoyi, and finally turned into a point of light between Luoyi's forehead and integrated into Luoyi's body.

Ding Mo did not look back, but he knew that Luoyi, a young cultivator, had entered the so-called stage of entering the palace.

Not long after, divine light emerged from Luoyi's body.

Luoyi at this moment is no different from an artifact. He is the artifact, and the artifact represents him.

It's amazing, it makes Luoyi's strength greatly improve.

At the same time, an inexplicable force was born in Luoyi's sea of ​​consciousness.

Ding Mo could feel it and said softly: "If you want to break through the mountain-building realm and become a true peak powerhouse, you are still a little short of it." Ding Mo explained to Luoyi that he felt that this person's future was limitless.

Finally, he told Luoyi the key to breaking through the mountaineering realm.

"The new power in your sea of ​​consciousness is the key to breaking through the mountaineering realm. Only when it reaches a certain level can you break through the mountaineering realm."

"And this power was named spiritual power by the sages."

This is an initiation, equivalent to rebirth.

Luoyi knelt down and kowtowed to Ding Mo solemnly, saying: "Today's enlightenment is tantamount to rebirth. You should be my teacher."

Luoyi kowtowed three times and performed the bowing ceremony in mid-air.

Ding Mo didn't stop him. Although he had a mission, it didn't stop him from teaching others. Besides, he did it casually. The key to the path of falling wings lies in his own understanding.

"Your cultivation and state have already come naturally. I just gave you a little guidance, which is not a gift from a teacher." Ding Mo looked into the distance, but he still didn't know how to make a decision.

Under the setting sun, the red sun with only half its face left spared no effort to bring vitality to the earth. It can be expected that tomorrow will be a good day.

It's just that tomorrow's Liuyun City is destined to be a river of blood.

Luoyi couldn't stop it, and Ding Mo couldn't change it.

"Master, I will inform our side." Luoyi said these words after breaking through, and it could be seen in Ding Mo's eyes. Ding Mo's heart is not with the enemy in the distance, which means that the mentor who inspired him will not participate in tomorrow's battle.

At this moment, Liuyun City should not be aware of the unknown danger.

Notification is required.

"Go." Ding Mo finally said: "But your realm is not completely stable yet. I hope you can stabilize it tonight."

Even with Ding Mo's guidance, he merged with the artifact and achieved the state of becoming a god, but the instability of the breakthrough made Luoyi's aura a little erratic.

"Yes." Luoyi left.

Ding Mo looked at the sunset, his slender figure made him a little confused.

Caught in the middle, Ding Mo didn't know what to choose.

Perhaps, in tomorrow's battle, the so-called Yang Ning will die in the hands of the enemy.

Perhaps, in the battle tomorrow, I won't have to do anything and can directly complete the task assigned by the master.

But, how should I answer the young lady?

Ding Mo sighed softly, letting out a rogue sigh.

At this moment, Yang Ning was sitting cross-legged, not daring to stop at all, especially since he had just awakened the star spirit. This was a unique opportunity, which could not only lay a solid foundation for his future, but also allow Yang Ning to advance rapidly.

So as to be fully prepared for tomorrow's battle.

After a long process, Yang Ning's meridians at this moment have more than doubled in width compared to the beginning.

The power of the starry sky is still washing Yang Ning's meridians. The little star spirit seemed to have infinite power in the starry sky. It constantly changed Yang Ning's body, giving Yang Ning's sword a faint and profound power.

It's huge and gives people the feeling of being in the starry sky.

But Yang Ning still felt that it was not enough. Maybe it was enough to bluff people, but it could not achieve substantial power.

Yang Ning divided his mind and body, immersed in the sea of ​​​​consciousness, and continued to practice sword skills.

Sword-drawing is a sword skill that Yang Ning has trusted in his previous life. In this life, although he has achieved the ultimate in the Mountain Viewing Realm, it is only the peak of the Mountain Viewing Realm and is far from the Mountain Building Realm.

Only by constantly drawing the sword can this sword skill keep up with his pace.

A mind is immersed in the body, constantly traveling through the bones, guiding the power of the stars to hammer into pieces for his sword body.

The last part of his mind was to immerse himself in the Zi Mansion and run the Ling Tian Jue over and over again, making his Zi Mansion even more tyrannical.

Subtly, Yang Ning's cultivation quickly reached the high level of the first level of the Mountain Building Realm, but Yang Ning still felt that it was not enough, because Liao Tao was very strong. If he only stood at the peak of his combat power, he would not be enough to deal with it. It poses a threat.

However, this battle is inevitable.

In front of many powerful people, if you choose to escape, you will not be able to pass this level in your heart.

Only when a swordsman breaks out of adversity can he feel clear in his heart when he steps on the top of the mountain, and can he truly stand proudly at the top of the continent.

The bloody sword light kept flying around the miniature Two Worlds Mountain, as if there was an inexplicable attraction to it in this mountain.

Yang Ning is not only practicing, but also tempering.

This is a path of consolidation and progress.

At the same time, the remaining medicinal power of Soul Zhi continued to reverberate in Yang Ning's body. After Yang Ning broke through the mountain-building realm, the soul fire was like a sea of ​​flames, constantly surging in the Purple Mansion and the Sea of ​​Consciousness.

Thunder is rolling, spiritual power is rolling, demonic energy is everywhere, death energy is rising and falling...

Yang Ning's sea of ​​consciousness and Zifu were fully activated.

There seems to be a delicate balance between the sea of ​​consciousness and the purple mansion, which is constantly reverberating, one bright and one dark, distinct, but interdependent, and under the control of Ling Tianjue, it continues to become magnificent.

Buzz…

Waves of soft moans, with a dull tone, echoed in Yang Ning's room.

Breaking through the mountain-building realm is an all-round improvement, not just limited to these few areas, especially Yang Ning's temperament, which has changed the most.

If it was the beginning of a bright future before, now after a breakthrough, it can be said that after emerging, it has learned to restrain itself.

As the saying goes, the dragon lurks in the abyss.

It does not mean that Qianlong is powerless, but it is for a better next step.

Hiding skill rather than clumsiness is a manifestation of Tao.

At this moment, Yang Ning was in this state.

The aura is reserved, but there is one thing that is different from others, and that is three feet in front of him.

The three-foot space seemed to be something he was born with. It was unforgettable in Yang Ning's memory for two generations.

This is the swordsman's concept that Yang Ning believes in, just like the sword of Beixuan Sword Sect's back mountain sword concept. Being invincible within a three-foot radius is not only his belief, but also a reflection of the strength of Yang Ning's sword.

In the battle tomorrow, he must win.

There is no reason, the heart of the strong cannot be changed, and there is no need to be weak.

While Yang Ning was practicing in full swing, Yang Zhen was also constantly strengthening himself.

The divine body's radiance continued to emerge, and the dark golden blood seemed to be boiling. Waves of dense energy continued to emit from Yang Zhen's body.

The divine body awakened. This was Yang Zhen's first serious practice.

I don't know what else is waiting for tomorrow, but Yang Zhen knows that tomorrow is not only the day when the grievances between Yang Ning and Liao Tao will be resolved, but also between him and the Wang family.

Everything will be resolved tomorrow.

The divine body is dazzling, constantly blooming with divine brilliance, and you can faintly hear the roar of dragons and tigers.

Canglan Tyrant Body, ranked third among the top ten divine bodies, can be described as extremely domineering. Coupled with the unparalleled technique of splitting the sky, Yang Ning's strength is at most equal to that of him.

This is the domineering power of the divine body, which can be described as unparalleled.

In Yang Zhen's sea of ​​​​consciousness, he simulated again and again, and he was unparalleled. It was not only unparalleled in skills, but also unparalleled in belief.

Only by cultivating it into your bones and becoming an innate strength can you truly understand the unparalleled artistic conception.

At this moment, Yang Zhen has learned a lot after experiencing life and death twice.

It's not that Yang Zhen isn't strong enough, it's that he hasn't reached his true perfection yet. According to Yang Zhen's simulation in the sea of ​​consciousness, the peak of the hegemonic body will be unparalleled with a drop of blood. A drop of blood can crush the sky, thus becoming truly unparalleled.

The potential lies in the bones, the momentum lies in the belief...

Yang Zhen continued to realize, and next to Yang Zhen sitting cross-legged, on Fang Tian's painted halberd, the flickering light gradually changed with the change of the master's state of mind.

Instruments vary from person to person.

Utensils also change depending on people.

Faintly, various divine brilliance emerged between Fang Tian Huaji and Yang Zhen.

In the end, even the divine light completely enveloped the two, as if the person was the halberd and the halberd was the person.

The heavy Fang Tian painted halberd gradually floated up.

Buzzing…

Bursts of chanting sounds.

Like an ancient war song, it keeps echoing.

The night is getting quieter, but tonight in Liuyun City, the night is not peaceful at all.

"What?" In the palace, the king was furious.

Hundreds of miles away, the enemy lurks.

The head of the country originally thought that he could be lenient to a few families. After all, several major families contributed indispensably to the establishment of Liuyun Kingdom. But now that this news has come, the friendship that has lasted for decades has been wiped out in an instant. .

"It turns out that they have hidden evil intentions." The fact that the king is always aloof doesn't mean that he doesn't know anything. On the contrary, everything is clear to him.

Prince Ning stood below, already expecting to be angered by his brother's thunder, and said: "Brother, where is the prince..."

"Is there still a prince?" The king's eyes widened, but he quickly suppressed his anger and said, "Let him be imprisoned and let him reflect on himself."

His second son was killed on Wuyin Mountain for colluding with Yinfeng Valley, and the current prince was inextricably linked to several major Yun families, which made the king extremely angry, but he only had this son left.

Tiger poison cannot eat its seeds, let alone a human being.

"Yes." Prince Ning nodded and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, he still knew the temper of the king. If he was so angry that he actually killed the prince, that would be really bad.

"Inform your people to completely surround the capital." After dealing with the prince, the king regained his composure and soon made arrangements.

In the hands of King Ning, Liuyun Kingdom has the most elite cavalry and is also the strongest combat force in Liuyun Kingdom.

"yes."

"Since they dare to come, I will let them never come back." The king gritted his teeth, and the murderous look in his eyes made the entire hall feel cold and cold.

When King Ning heard this, he was surprised. Although the king seemed not to care about everything, he rarely said such words. However, at this moment, the actions of several major families made the king so angry.

Just as Prince Ning was about to leave, a faint voice came from above behind him.

"Don't forget to inform King Jinling that their brothers have rested long enough..." The king's voice seemed to be a little calm, and there was a feeling that he could not face the two brothers.

Prince Ning shook his head slightly, sighed softly, and finally walked out of the hall.

The king's eyes were glaring, staring into the distance. He made a decision after weighing the news brought by King Ning for three days.

"Perhaps, we should also let the country know how much I have shouldered over the years." After the king finished speaking, he disappeared above the main hall.

News of the Yinfeng Valley and Demon Sect's attack spread like lightning among the various forces.

In Liuyun Tower, thirty powerful men from the six major colleges were gathered on the top floor of Liuyun Tower, and they were also discussing in secret.

The horror of Yinfeng Valley is not only a matter for the Liuyun Kingdom, but also a major event for the entire Sixteen Kingdoms of Surabaya.

I originally thought that after the last painful price, Yinfeng Valley would lie dormant for a while, but the news at this moment undoubtedly caused the six major colleges to speculate a lot.

"Yinfeng Valley has always acted cautiously. Why are the envoys of the Nine Palaces in Liuyun Kingdom so restless this time?" said the great elder of Lingdu Academy. He studies people's hearts the most, and the way Yinfeng Valley has always done it is not true. Before growing up, I would never expose myself to others, but this time...

"Perhaps there is a reason we don't know..." Li Ye guessed.

"It will be another bloody storm!" The teacher in the Changjun camp sighed, filled with murderous aura. He didn't look like a teacher at all, but more like a general leading an army of millions.

"Let's set up the formation..." Wu Qing could only say this, because everything will completely explode in Liuyun Square tomorrow.