When he was trying to understand all this, in Lin Jiu's mind, the stars transformed by the Xingyun Sword Technique, and the beating trajectories of the starlight, became more and more obvious in front of Lin Jiu's eyes.
Every time the stars flickered, different acupoints on Lin Jiu's body would move accordingly.
This is a method of condensing sword energy - mana follows the trajectory of the stars through these acupoints, and after completing a cycle, an indestructible sword energy can be condensed.
The sword energy continued to condense, and the sword light left the body but never dispersed.
If the sword light matches the sword weapon again, then Lin Jiu will have truly mastered the Nebula Sword Technique.
Logically speaking, at this time, Lin Jiu should press his escape light to find a place of retreat, carefully sense the acupuncture points on his body and the echo of the stars in his mind, and quickly lock the direction of the magic power of the condensed sword energy. Zhou Tian, who had completed a sword qi, practiced that sword qi, and his path to mastering the sword art was officially on the right track.
But at this time, Lin Jiu had no such thoughts at all.
"Faster!"
"Be sharper!" At this moment, Lin Jiu only had these two thoughts in mind.
He wanted to intercept the seventeen monks who had already gone to Bibotan as soon as possible.
With this thought, Lin Jiu couldn't even wait for the magic power to circulate in the 'Sword Weekly Sky'.
Whenever a piece of mana echoes through the acupoints and echoes with the stars, making the mana have a touch of sharpness, Lin Jiu immediately activates this mana and integrates it into his escape light, thus It makes him fly faster, allowing him to explode with more powerful killing power when he catches up with the seventeen Yuanshen monks.
And under such 'squandering', the connection between Lin Jiu's mana, acupoints, and Xingyun Sword Technique, instead of being weakened, became closer and closer.
Using the infinite stars that speak of the Nebula Sword Art as the hub, the magic power that Lin Jiu summoned had not yet turned into sword energy, but was just equipped with a touch of sharpness. Under the abuse of the strong wind in mid-air, not only did it not dissipate , on the contrary, under its connection, it was connected with the magic power in Lin Jiu's body, and it had an endless trend.
When the thirty-six mana with sharp meanings rotated on Lin Jiu's body, the heaven and earth in Lin Jiu's perception changed in an instant, turning into countless interlaced colors and lines.
His sense of heaven and earth reached its limit at this moment, entering a state similar to the unity of heaven and man.
In this state, he noticed an additional formation in front of him almost immediately.
It was like a big bowl turned upside down, waiting for him to fall into the trap.
In the formation, there is a faint Buddha light flowing.
Obviously, he has caught up with the seventeen Yuanshen realm monks.
What he saw in front of him was the formation that the seventeen Yuanshen realm monks had set up just for him.
"It's okay." Looking at this scene, Lin Jiu instinctively breathed a sigh of relief.
And his breath was like a white rainbow penetrating the sun, condensing in the air for a long time.
In this state of almost unity between man and nature, the 'big bowl' lying across the road in front of Lin Jiu also scattered into countless lines with golden light.
Inside that line, there is another 'bowl' hidden.
"trap!"
In just a moment, Lin Jiu recognized the essence of the magic circle in front of him.
The 'big bowl' on the outside is just a cover. If Lin Jiu believed in the 'bowl' on the outside and rushed into it rashly, he would definitely hit the 'small bowl' in the middle and be trapped. Complete suppression is in that 'little bowl'.
"The Secret Beggar."
"The 'small bowl' on the innermost layer should be the secret alms bowl!"
Lin Jiu's thoughts were spinning rapidly.
The big bowl on the outside of the circle is the manifestation of the power of the seventeen soul masters. The small bowl in the inner layer can suppress the power of these seventeen soul masters. What is its essence? And metaphor.
Coincidentally, Lin Jiu happened to know that these seventeen Yuanshen Daxiu were carrying something that was essentially heavier than the seventeen of them combined.
The secret alms bowl is a magic weapon given by the divine light Jialan.
"So, are you waiting for me to throw myself into a trap?" A sneer appeared on Lin Jiu's lips.
I don't know whether it is because of this state of unity between heaven and man, or because of the influence of the Xingyun Sword Technique.
Lin Jiu felt that her thoughts were moving faster than ever before.
All the information around him, even the dissociation of the vitality of heaven and earth, and the rhythm of the seventeen soul masters, are all under his control.
That perfect 'double trap', in Lin Jiu's eyes, was full of flaws.
Lin Jiu was convinced that he only needed to shake the escape light to break into the magic circle directly. Then before the seventeen soul monks could react, he would step through every flaw in the trap and cross the complex. A magic circle built with the magic power of seventeen souls.
However, Lin Jiu never thought of using this method to break through the magic circle in front of him.
"What do I want? Is it to break into the formation and leave without asking for the price? Is this leaving no room for anything? No, this is a compromise!"
Flames danced in Lin Jiu's pupils, turning into extremely blazing killing intent.
The next moment, the line of fire flying in mid-air plunged straight into the clouds and mist covering the mountain.
"Young Master Longgong, that's all!"
"Junior brothers, form the formation." A very eerie voice rang out from within the formation.
"Dang-dang-dang-dang-dang..."
An extremely urgent voice sounded in the magic circle, and the seventeen soul masters mobilized their magic power. Under the influence of the magic circle, the golden Buddha light turned into countless chains, and there were countless runes on each chain. Ripples like water.
These chains are criss-crossed, layered one on top of another, turning into a dragnet that makes people despair at first glance.
However, in this dragnet, Lin Jiu's escape never stopped.
The extremely sharp aura condensed around Lin Jiu's body, leaving no trace behind, just like a magic weapon hidden in the scabbard.
"boom!"
The next moment, an extremely violent roar exploded, but Lin Jiu broke into the magic circle and fell directly in front of a Yuanshen monk.
In the lightning flash, the thirty-six magical powers containing sharp energy penetrated the monk's head under Lin Jiu's thoughts. While beheading the monk, he also managed to kill him. The relics that had just been condensed turned into powder.
After killing the first Yuanshen monk, Lin Jiu Dunguang continued to move closer to the second Yuanshen monk.
After killing the first Yuanshen monk, there were only thirty-four of the thirty-six magical powers that contained sharp energy.
However, the killing power contained within it has not been weakened at all, but has become more solid.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
The roars sounded one after another.
In the extremely tight magic circle, Lin Jiu's escaping light was like a butterfly flying through flowers, turning and leaping through the layers of dragnets.
Every time the light escapes for a moment, there will be a roar of the relics turning into powder in the magic circle.
After seven or eight breaths, the magic circle was torn to pieces.
Seventeen souls were overhauled, and only one was left.
That is, the leader, monk Shi Fang.
