Chapter 210 209. Equivalent to the god, ready to go (5.3K words - please subscribe)
The Shanzi Song Yan felt his own strength and was full of excitement.
Brush!
The sword covered with rotten rust peach blossoms fell down again!
The female cultivator with evil energy flowing across the body on the opposite side drew out the sword from her body and met her.
Her sword intent may not be weak, but she is much worse than the Shanzi Song Yan.
Song Yan's sword fell like a steel bar falling from the sky and fell from a thatch.
Swish!
Bang!
The female cultivator's sword was broken, her body was in two halves, but she was "disconnected". The split cheeks on both sides suddenly felt like they had escaped their struggles and asked for help in pain: "Save. I."
"I can't save it, so I'd better die with peace of mind!"
Song Yan replied, then rust sword crossed, and removed the monster female cultivator eight pieces, and then felt the sword intent that entered his body. Secretly use the wisdom of heaven to speed up absorption.
After this absorption, he immediately realized that the monster in the courtyard was called "Rusty Sword Slave".
In other words, his current state is not far from the "Rusty Sword Slave". Once he cannot hold on and cannot evacuate here in time, then he will become one of these monsters. , and then wandered in this strange and empty courtyard for a long time.
After a moment, he locked in a sword slave again.
Go forward and wave your sword.
Die!
Suck the sword intent, and then accelerate the digestion with the wisdom of the heaven.
When it was finished, he looked at Yijiannu again.
Song Yan waved his sword again.
die!
He repeated this action mechanically.
In this action, the dry leaves sword master, Grandma Meng, and the medicine house on Piaomiao Sea were blown away by the wind, completely disappearing without a trace.
Song Yan turned his head slightly, glanced at the disappearing Hongye Island, without any emotional fluctuations.
Along the way, will he still be unable to tell what is true and what is false?
Instead of hurting the spring and falling for the past, it is better to hold the weapon in your hand and fight out a bloody road to the future.
"Die for me!!"
When!
This time, he actually encountered a hard bone.
It was a rusty sword slave with a large body, blocking his way, looking like he wanted to kill him.
But Song Yan did not retreat, and the two fought each other.
A moment
Bang!
The fat sword slave was cut off from his long sword.
He was about to resist, but Song Yan didn't give him any chance. He cut off his arm, then cut his skull back, and cut the head away.
The strong sword intent turned from the fat sword slave into thick ink and poured into the seven orifices of Song Yan, the good corpse, making his body bigger.
The good corpse Song Yan continued to fight and walk day and night, and with the killing, he was sometimes dizzy and sometimes awake for a moment. The progress of "Little Heavenly Dao Text-Introduction" is also slowly advancing .
Three years passed in a flash.
However, Song Yan's wisdom has been transformed for six thousand years.
For normal monks, the sword intent obtained by killing a sword slave will take at least ten or even decades to digest. In addition, the drowsy time is enough, just passing through this courtyard will at least It takes thousands of years to go, and this is still a matter of consideration that everything goes well, no injuries, and no failures. But for people with supernatural wisdom, the digestion time is only in a moment.
On this day, Song Yan finally dragged his fat body away from the courtyard of the Inner Demon Sword Prison.
He felt that he was in good condition, so he continued to move forward and then came to a corridor.
As for this corridor, Ling Handeng told him.
If you visualize the second painting "Insights of the Heart Demon Sword Prison", it will appear directly here.
As soon as I entered this corridor, a pitch-black sword-grinding stone appeared in front of me.
At this time, Song Yan, a good corpse who was already like a giant in the Meat Mountain, came to the sword-grinding stone with a rust sword.
He looked at the rusty sword in his hand, then looked at the sharpening stone, and then walked up.
As soon as he arrived at the sword-milling stone, he saw the dying soul lying under the sword-milling stone. The soul was white and pure, and it looked like a young man. When he saw him appear, the young man looked big with a big face when he saw him appear. He changed, smiled bitterly, "It's not so unlucky, right?", and then he pinched his hands and suddenly disappeared.
Shan Si Song Yan made a brief sense and found that the young man had completely disappeared here.
He thought it was a turn in his mind and guessed the answer: The young man was probably not a Divine Infant Cultivator from a Sword Alliance or another force, and came here to visualize the "outside picture" of the inner demon of the Sword Prison, so he could only use it to In and out here.
But all they could go to was "outside the door", "outside the hall", and "outdoor", so when they saw him, the monster walking out of the "door", they were so scared that they quickly fled.
Song Yan came to the black sword-grinding stone, closed his eyes silently, and said intimately, "Cultivate with this thing."
In a moment, the words "Six Desire Swords" burst out.
He continued to deduce.
But it took a thousand years of wisdom, all the peach blossom rust on his sword peeled off, and his fat body also sweated heavily in the process, thus magically condensing and Become dense.
He woke up, and the evil thoughts disappeared, as if he had gone through a cycle of reincarnation from "outside the door" to "outside the hall". He had already passed through a cycle of reincarnation from normal to depravity and then to recovery.
Song Yan thought for a while and immediately understood.
There is a sword Taoist river that serves as the positive side, and the inner demon sword prison that serves as the negative side.
The two penetrate each other, and this "Six Desire Sword Stone" is the product of the long river of swordsmanship projected here.
Only those who successfully pass through the courtyard of the inner demon sword prison can sharpen themselves with this sword stone and restore the clarity.
He felt carefully that his current cultivation level in "Sword-Devouring Metamorphosis" was far beyond the previous late-stage master of the Divine Infant who claimed to be Qiu Baiwei.
He could probably guess the reason why the Divine Infant went crazy in the later stage.
I think it was because he was self-reliant and strong. He entered the door, but he was infected as a rusty sword slave in the fight, but he still barely maintained a little rationality, and then slowly left the courtyard and came to the sword test stone. Then he fled back to the world with the help of "visual thoughts", but he was crazy because of this.
As for him, if he hadn't had the soul far surpassed the late stage of the normal Divine Infant, he would have ended up like Qiu Baiwei after entering the courtyard.
This trial was actually not prepared for the divine infant monk, but a divine transformation monk.
It is because of the strength of his own soul that he can pass through.
Now, since it has passed, Song Yan has gained a lot.
He could feel that his spiritual power had risen to the level. Even though the "Four Truth Demon Monk" had not taken any further steps, the "Five Locks of Demon Mother" had not reached the extreme nine, and he could complete the "Inner Demon Sword Prison Courtyard Experiment "The power brought by him has completely pushed him to the power of the soul at the level of God Transformation.
Combined with his body that is comparable to the "underworld corpse", although his realm has not yet been improved, it is no different from the real transformation of the gods in both body and soul.
If he breaks through the God Transformation, even if he wants to jump directly and become the best in the God Transformation Realm, although he may not be invincible in the same realm, he is also the most terrifying group of monsters.
At this time, Song Yan looked deeper along the corridor and saw a towering black sect palace in the distance.
Obviously, the sect palace is the "tang" of the "heart demon sword prison" and is also the second trial here. "Return."
Song Yan was not up to the point and stopped when he saw it was good.
The good corpse slowly turned back to its body.
The complete feeling of his soul makes him feel comfortable both physically and mentally.
Song Yan spent a few days consolidating his new strength, and then he lay relaxed on the cracked ground, looking up at the stars at this time.
He emptyed his brain, raised his hand, and pointed at the stars with his fingers.
Knowing that there was nothing outside, he still lit the false stars that came from nowhere and silently chanted "One, two, three".
He counted it After a while, he turned his head slightly and looked at Ling Xiaoxiao who was focusing on his practice and the group of monsters around him.
"Xiaoxiao."
He shouted.
Ling Xiaoxiao opened her eyes and replied, "Senior Brother?"
Song Yan saw that she was not practicing, so he pulled the petite lady over.
Ling Xiaoxiao had actually accepted the fact that this old demon was her Taoist partner, but at this moment her eyes were nervously looking at the many monsters around her. Even without saying anything, her eyes were filled with "Senior Brother, so many beasts are watching."
Song Yan laughed.
He just pulled the little girl into his arms, let the little head rest on his arm, and accompanied him to watch the stars, that's it.
This is the relaxation he must do after every practice or war.
Before, he walked out of the secret realm of the Heavenly Lord, and he turned into a mortal in the capital of the Yao Kingdom, Jinyu Kingdom, and relaxed for a while.
Now, he has passed the "first trial of the Heart Demon Sword Prison", so he naturally has to relax.
At this moment, he suddenly felt like he went to evening self-study before traveling, and then chatted with his female classmates during class breaks.
So, he asked, "Xiaoxiao, what do you like to eat?"
Ling Xiaoxiao thought about it and felt that the old demon's problem would definitely not be that simple, so he tentatively said: "Xuanye Dan?"
Song Yan nodded and said, "So that's it."
Ling Xiaoxiao smiled "hehe".
Song Yan said, "Then have you brought it yourself?"
Ling Xiaoxiao said seriously, "Senior brother, don't worry, in order to let the Han Ding Ancestor break through as soon as possible, I will take this kind of elixir regularly, and I will definitely not. Forget it! "
Song Yan suddenly smiled in a slight smile: "Then don't you ask me?"
Ling Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment and asked in a low voice: "That senior brother likes it What to eat? "
Song Yan said: "Meat!"
After saying this, he jumped up, turned around and selected a fat sheep-shaped monster among the monsters, and then grabbed it directly, and skillfully washed the barbecue for a while.
Ling Xiaoxiao looked at all this almost like a dream.
Because normally, killing monsters in a group of monsters will inevitably cause huge riots, but the senior brother did this, and the many monsters did not react at all.
Not to mention monsters, even Ling Xiaoxiao is just the same.
In her previous perception, the demon sheep was obviously a monster at the level of the Crimson Palace, but in a blink of an eye the breath turned into an ordinary sheep.
An ordinary sheep will not cause any monsters or monks to react, because no one will make a fuss about the death of an ant on the ground. "Old, teacher brother, so terrible."
Ling Xiaoxiao's eyes widened.
The harmony and tranquility at this time further highlighted a terrifying terror.
Immediately, she smelled the fragrance and saw the demon mutton sizzling oil on the grill.
She immediately reacted.
Not only her, but the monsters were also attracted by the fragrance. They raised their green eyes one by one and stared at the source of the fragrance.
But just glanced at them and they all lowered their heads and continued to practice.
In their eyes, the one who sat in front of the demon mutton and prepared to enjoy the food was an extremely terrifying powerful man.
"Changing breath" is just a small trick by Song Yan.
He can fabricate, change, and hide his breath at will. As long as the power of the soul does not far exceed that of him, he will almost be unable to detect it.
At the beginning, the murderous demon monk was teased by him; even the demon mother Su Yao was constantly distracted by his trick, let alone these monsters?
"Fragrant!"
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
Song Yan sighed, then took out the jar of wine, and ate the golden roasted lamb while drinking the wine.
Ling Xiaoxiao swallowed.
Who can understand the feeling of not eating meat for three years?
"Smile!!"
Song Yan chewed it in big mouthfuls again, and after one bite, the mutton was soaked in juice.
And just then, a sound rang out from his side.
"Senior Brother."
"Call me teacher brother."
"Ah? Did you hear it?"
"Whoever made you mutter something in your mouth? ? "Song Yan glanced at her angrily and said, "I thought to myself, can't it be possible? Do you think you speak in your heart, can't others hear it?"
"Oh" Ling Xiaoxiao little head.
Song Yan pointed to the side and said, "Sit down and eat together."
Ling Xiaoxiao showed joy and said, "Senior Brother, you are such a good person!"
She whipped and whipped After eating, she said while eating, "Senior Brother, what you cook is so delicious."
Suddenly, she noticed the entire monster skin hanging on the old tree beside her.
The skin was clean and the grease was gone. At this time, it shook like a slate hanging in the night wind.
Ling Xiaoxiao said frankly and asked directly: "Senior Brother, what are you doing?"
Song Yan smiled and said: "You are practicing here these days. I am close to you and have some things to do."
"Ah?"
Ling opened his mouth wide.
Song Yan said, "Don't worry, it's almost the same as being by your side."
Half a month later.
Wow~
Wow~~~
In a cave on the cliff of Qingfeng Valley, the shadow puppet was shaken open and waited until smoothly , then lay on a black stone table.
Song Yan sat cross-legged in front of the stone desk, staring at the shadow puppet in the moonlight.
On the stone wall not far away, there are shadow puppets shaking violently in the night wind.
These are Song Yan's recent achievements.
He stared at the shadow puppet, and for a long time, a person appeared in front of him, and then he lifted his pen and began to draw the divine appearance.
"Skin Painting Degenerative Soul Technique" is a conventional method of skin making, which means that there is skin first and then soul-suming. The strength of the shadow puppet is related to skin.
"Divine Retention" is a reverse operation, first there are causal fragments, then there are skins. The strength of the shadow puppet is related to causal fragments, but the prerequisite is that you must be able to draw the target divine fragments. .
The former, due to its limited cortical strength, has been eliminated by Song Yan.
The latter is difficult to draw the gods, so it has not been used after the underworld corpse monsters were made.
But now, Song Yan feels it is necessary to make a batch.
At this time
As he put his pen, a fair and elegant goddess in green appeared on the paper. Her delicate face was calm, her eyes were ethereal and noble, but there was a deep scheming hidden inside.
He is painting Tang Ning's spiritual appearance.
At that time, in the secret realm, he had been with Tang Ningxin for many years, and he could still grasp his appearance.
Yes.
First.
Song Yan was not discouraged. He tried several times in a row and finally succeeded on the sixth time.
He took out extraterritorial evil thoughts from the massive inventory of the accomplice of King Shabao and poured them into the shadow puppet.
Slowly, a shadow puppet with six or seventy-seventh-century power appeared.
Song Yan threw out a silver mask.
Tang Ning put the shadow puppet on, and then stood silently behind Song Yan under his control.
Song Yan continued to produce.
The second shadow puppet is himself.
After spending some time, he made a shadow puppet with ease.
Shadow Puppet Song Yan also wore a mask.
Song Yan thought about the third shadow puppet, and then he drew his pen.
Soon, a cold and beautiful cultivator with a white dress fluttering, looking arrogant, and a pair of sleeves appeared on the shadow puppet.
Long Muyun is the strongest existence he can draw in the divine appearance.
After more than ten failures, the shadow puppet Long Muyun also drew it.
A feeling of accomplishment arose in Song Yan's heart.
His ability to draw Long Muyun means that his strength has actually surpassed Long Muyun, otherwise he would have been backfired at this time.
Dawn alternates with sunset.
Song Yan made shadow puppets day and night.
This time, he is making Tang Xiaoxuan's shadow play.
It is said that it is Tang Xiaoxuan, but in fact he is already the ancestor of Wuxiang.
He wanted to draw the opponent's shadow play, and he also wanted to verify the strength of both sides.
This time, he drew dozens of times, but failed.
Song Yan thought hard, but still couldn't draw it.
After a long time, he sighed and gave up.
The God-like appearance of a strong man is too difficult to draw. If he had not been together for many years, he would have no chance to draw the other person's God-like appearance. This also led to the fact that "The Soul Retention Technique" is not that good. Easy to use.
But, Song Yan is not someone who gives up easily.
Now, all his power has reached the extreme that he can achieve, so he naturally has time to think about the paths in this shadow puppet repeatedly.
In a blink of an eye, ten years have passed.
Ling Xiaoxiao stepped into the Purple Mansion Realm, but it will take about a hundred years to consolidate it.
However, the earthly qi bursts and goes quickly, and the earthly qi in Qingfeng Valley has been exhausted.
Song Yan had to take Ling Xiaoxiao to the next practice place.
The two of them walked out and realized that it was already extremely chaotic outside.
The originally secret battle between the Sword Alliance and the Seven Great Bandits turned into a war because of the intervention of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan and their own thoughts.
The ancestor Wuxiang wanted to sacrifice to the soul refining banner.
The leader of the Sword Alliance wanted to sharpen his sword with the enemy and achieve the sword heart. Finally, he went deep into the sword town and kept his thoughts.
What purpose did the seven major bandits have?
Anyway, the battle outside is very fierce now.
Song Yan was not in a hurry and took Ling Xiaoxiao for two years. During this period, he returned to Lingtuo tribe for a while, and then found a place where the earth-qi burst like Qingfeng Valley———Shuxia Peak .
The fire mystery soared into the sky, causing the earth to become scorched earth for hundreds of miles. The place where the remaining poison of the fire mystery cages makes it impossible for one ten creatures from thousands of miles away. This time, the fire is low, but it can be practiced by sitting on a high place.
And on Shuxia Peak, Song Yan once again met An Li and Yu Xuanwei as bait.
But this time, he did not see the ancestor of Wuxiang, and Tang Ningxin just symbolically hangs the two baits outside and lets them flow.
It is obvious that the "importance" of these two baits is decreasing.
Song Yan can understand the ancestor Wuxiang and Tang Ningxin very well.
After all, the battle is so fierce now that who has no new enemy and new major issues need to be dealt with? Who has the energy to keep staring at him?
The ancestor Wuxiang reaped his soul so high-profilely, which would inevitably arouse the anger of the Sword Alliance. The seven major bandits cooperated with the Wuxiang Ancient Clan, but it was impossible for both sides to be one mind.
In addition to the five blessed lands that are eyeing the covetous Five Blessings, the Mountain and Sea Holy Alliance, the greater chaos is still to come.
The ancestor Wuxiang has been involved in his own terrifying game, so how can he still care about his old friend?
However, Song Yan suddenly became a little confused again.
He couldn't help but wonder: Why was the ancestor Wuxiang so high-profile? Wouldn't this lead to many casualties and injuries in the Wuxiang Ancient Clan?
But just a little bit of thought in his mind, he understood.
The ancestor Wuxiang’s way is like the “Great Tribulation of Gods” before he travels through time. No matter who is on the side, as long as he dies, he will be on the list. Similarly, if the powerful man of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan died in battle, he would also enter the ancestor blood banner, and eventually help him to overcome the sea of suffering, avoid the catastrophe, and go to the next world.
Part : Sorry, I slapped myself in the face. But today I only wrote so much, and there are also a few thousand words of scrap manuscripts.
(This chapter ends)