A hundred feet in radius turned into a small world.
The earth beneath your feet disappears, the blue sky disappears, and only the stars descend.
One by one, the phantoms of divine characters are engraved in the starry sky, as if they are the stars.
They are far or near, bright or dark, endless and innumerable.
In the center of this starry sky, Lin Ming stood still, with the majestic stars with the word "Tao" stepping on them.
This star is different, as if it is the only one among thousands.
Presenting a state of half virtuality and half reality, it seems to be far from completely real and condensed.
At the same time, the divine words that Lin Ming had condensed floated out one after another——
Jing, Guan, Healing, Strength, Speed, Hidden, Sword, Soul, Soul, Fire, Water, Thunder, Light, Heavy, Virtual and Real.
There are a total of sixteen divine inscriptions, all of which are beyond the first grade.
Among them, two of them, water and fire, are special transcendent-level divine inscriptions, and the other fourteen are all Hongmeng purple energy divine inscriptions, which are hard to come by!
Lin Ming raised and lowered his fingers, and the Jingxian Sword flew out of its scabbard, floating in front of him.
"My artistic conception is called: Three Thousand Great Dao."
As soon as these words came out, the sea of stars began to spin backwards and all the stars returned to their positions.
Sixteen super-grade divine symbols flew into the distant sky and turned into sixteen of the brightest divine symbols.
"As the old saying goes, the Supreme Being forgets his feelings."
Lin Ming raised the corner of his mouth slightly and chanted:
"My sword intention was born out of the seven emotions. It was realized in anger, and then extended into an artistic conception..."
After a pause, Lin Ming held the hilt of the Jingxian sword with his right hand, held it across his chest, and said with a smart smile:
"Forgetting love, doing it at night is really a way to avoid it, and I don't even bother to do it!"
"The artistic conception can engrave the three thousand avenues, and it can also engrave the various emotions in this life, whether it is relatives, friends, love, resentment, hate or enmity... they are all mine."
Lin Ming raised his sword and pointed it diagonally in the air. The sword trembled slightly and made a buzzing sound, like the sound of a string shaking in the middle of the night.
"The Tao lies in emotion, and those who understand it will drink it themselves."
Lin Ming smiled and gently held out the sword.
brush--
Gray Charm's eyes lost their sparkle, and her figure faded irreversibly.
She lowered her head in confusion, and while touching her body that was destined to die with both hands, she murmured:
"The artistic conception has never been seen before, and it is incomprehensibly powerful. This sword is unique in this world."
The last note fell, and she disappeared into ashes, leaving no trace.
The hair on Li Qing's body exploded as he suddenly pushed away the scythe and pulled out the soft sword hidden in his belt.
With a powerful enemy in front of him, he didn't dare to take any chances - if he didn't use his best weapon at the first time, he might die in the moment of the confrontation.
"Your Excellency is a strong man, please leave your name."
Li Qing is obsessed with swordsmanship, how could he not know the meaning of this situation?
The handsome and clear young man in front of me understands the artistic conception and understands his true self. He has reached the level of seeing himself among the three levels of artistic conception: "seeing himself, seeing the heaven and earth, and seeing all living beings".
His artistic conception is not a prototype, but a realm!
In the field of the other party's artistic conception, if you cannot unfold the artistic conception, your chances of winning are slim.
Looking at Lin Ming's artistic conception, his lofty ambitions are beyond ordinary people's imagination. A conservative estimate of this artistic conception, even if it is two realms higher, he may not have a chance of winning.
Terribly powerful!
Cold sweat broke out on Li Qing's forehead, and the grains were like crystal grains of rice, arranged neatly.
"You don't need to draw your sword. In front of me, you can't draw your sword now." Lin Ming sheathed his sword, and the realm of artistic conception within a hundred feet slowly converged.
Li Qing was on full alert, not daring to relax at all. The palm of his hand holding the soft sword was completely soaked, "Will you let me go? Or us?"
Lin Ming smiled and said, "I am very principled in my work. You can take the people you brought with you, but you cannot take away the people she brought with you."
Li Qing hesitated for a moment and shook his head, "No, as the commander, now that Jing Chang is captured and Gray Charm is killed, I am their top commander. Ask me to give up on them. This is not okay."
As soon as the words came out, it was as if the ghosts and spirits in my heart were broken.
He raised his arms high and said, "Prepare, form..." Before he could finish the word "formation", several three-eyed tribesmen who were following Li Qing shouted loudly.
"No, no, we don't deal with Gray Phantom's people to begin with, so why should we help them fight to the death?"
"It's just right. Hui Mei is dead. Let's swallow up all these guys. Anyway, the sacrifice of Lingtianzun has been carried away. No high-level officials will know about this matter. Commander Li, you should let the brothers relax. "
"Yes, we can benefit from joining forces. Why should we be enemies with this powerful and outstanding young master? It would be better if we join forces to kill Jing Chang and Hui Mei."
The miscellaneous words perfectly exposed the snobbery of the Three-Eyed Clan.
but!
The three-eyed clan on the other side were not willing to give in, and they also started shouting.
"Bullshit, do you have any conscience? If you are from the same clan and say something like this, don't you feel irritated?"
"It's so heartless for you to wait. We are good brothers who have been through life and death together. If we give up our good brothers and leave at this time, how are we different from pigs and dogs?"
"We can't give up. There are almost 2,000 of us here, and you can't tell who is who, right? Besides, why worry about him alone?"
There was a commotion at both ends, and everyone in Xuanwen Academy happened to watch the excitement.
Lin Ming remained silent, quietly waiting for Ge Qinghuang to recover.
The artistic conception of "Three Thousand Avenues" was gathered three feet in front of him, which happened to be the sword mark he had made previously.
Anyone who has stepped into the sword mark before will die without exception!
There were no sword marks on his body, but his death was clear.
No one in the Three-Eyed Clan could see how Lin Ming drew his sword.
Li Qing squinted his eyes, filled with fear.
The gap between the two sides was too big. If you wanted to draw a sword in front of Lin Ming, you had to at least understand the rudiment of the artistic conception.
Otherwise, you won’t be qualified to throw out a sword!
He understood clearly in his heart, but Li Qing could not give up the 2,000 Three-Eyed Tribe. This was not morality and persistence, but just a punishment from his superiors.
If the mission is not completed and 2,000 three-eyed clan members and two thousand captains are lost, he will only die even if he goes back.
At this time, Lin Ming saw through Li Qing's thoughts and smiled:
"Just now you were willing to wait for me to understand, now I can give you a chance."
