Sword God

Under the cracks of the sword, Wan Gui roared.

The cold and cold atmosphere that wandered away from the air also seemed to be drawn, rendering each other, making the surroundings darker and darker, and the momentum more terrifying.

It seems that there are countless evil spirits roaring and roaring continuously around the soul.

In this case, ordinary practitioners often lose their minds and even get frightened, but Chen Zong does not. Such external evils can hardly shake Chen Zong at all.

Let your ghosts run wild, I'm at ease.

The ghostly red eyes of Wangui Sword King flashed a surprise, and the smile became more and more obvious.

well!

The better the opponent's performance, the more interested he is in killing them and absorbing the soul into the ghost sword.

His own ghost sword is still at the sacred level and has not been transformed into a semi-artifact, that is, he lacks a ghost king who can dominate the ghost sword.

If this person is good enough, maybe he can become one of the ghost kings, so that his own ghost sword will break the boundaries and become a semi-artifact. At that time, his own cultivation will be affected accordingly. Saint-level strong, their own strength will increase greatly, what is on the top of the heavenly sword list, what is on the top of the heavenly list, all are not their opponents, even the ordinary half-step grand saints are not their opponents.

Thinking of this, Wangui Sword King couldn't bear the inner excitement, urged Wangui Sword, released more terrible power, invaded in all directions, as if he had besieged Chen Zong.

Dark black surroundings, the temperature plummets, and the cold and cold atmosphere is extremely extreme. Numerous evil spirits stalk around in all directions, and the dark ghost claws emit terrible cold and sharp, killing from all directions, it seems that Chen Zong grabbed shreds.

The body shook gently, like the shock of Foshan Yue, and released a terrible power in an instant, directly shattering the evil claws who seized themselves.

The power of these forces is almost as terrible as the volcano erupting from ancient times.

"Very vigorous blood ... good tough body!" Wan Gui Sword and Wan Gui Sword King are in the same body. The ghost claws on Wan Gui Sword are like the palms of Wan Gui Sword King, feeling extremely clear.

The strength of Chen Zong's burst was very arrogant, his blood was extremely strong, and apparently he had an amazing cultivation practice.

The million ghost sword king was more and more happy in shock.

A powerful soul and exuberant blood, if it melts its soul, it can be fed directly with the blood of the other party, which directly spawns the ghost king sitting in the sword of ten thousand ghosts, transforming into a semi-artifact, and then feeding himself back, making himself Also successfully broke the current cultivation to the limit, becoming a half-step big holy class strong.

kill!

The heart of Wangui Sword King became more and more determined to kill this person.

In this case, we can't delay, so as not to have long dreams.

The long sword trembled. Suddenly, a horrible and direct black sword gas was burning with black ghost fire, and suddenly broke into the sky like a rainstorm and carried a terrible cold and murderous weapon like a flying fire, shooting mercilessly to Chen Zong. .

Outside, everyone couldn't see it at all, because whether it was the Sword King Wan Wan or Chen Zong, they were all covered with a black smoke-like flame, with ghosts and looks terrible.

"Dead, this man is dead." Han Shan Jianjun clenched his fists, secretly excited.

The three old men in Montenegro in the distance are also terrified, and the ghost blood sword is very happy.

Revenge must be reported in the end!

Chen Zong's expression was slightly dignified, and the ghost of the ghost sword king was killed by one sword. Countless ghost fire swords were dazzling and extremely terrifying. Obviously, he had no intention to keep his hands. He wanted to destroy all his soul and flesh.

At the same time, Chen Zong was also a little excited. Such opponents were very strong and secretive.

Shen Yejian emerged from the sheath, a sword was raised, deeper and darker than here, and countless sword lights were drawn across the void. The sword lights were densely stacked and seemed to be endless.

Serial

Under one sword, the powerful sword of Wangui Sword King was suddenly weakened by layers and eventually broken.

"It was actually blocked." Wangui Sword King was slightly surprised. His practice was, however, the ninefold limit of the sanctuary. The exercises he practiced were holy, and they were also practiced to a level of perfection. , Its power is terrible, but nothing can help each other.

With the eyesight of Wangui Sword King, naturally he could see the exquisiteness of the opponent.

"Kill!" With a low sigh, the King of Swords of Ten Thousand Ghost Swords again, this time not only with ten successes, but also with his proud swordsmanship. When a sword is killed, it turns into a huge ghost claw. Killing it seems to tear the void, and it seems to penetrate the void, and kills Chen Zong mercilessly.

Ghost claws are burning with layers of flames, burning, terrifying, and extremely cold. It seems to freeze and burn Chen Zong, destroying all vitality, as if to drag Chen Zong's soul and fall into **** forever.

However, although this claw is very powerful, it is no longer a serial sword. It is suddenly weakened by layers and returns without power.

"Ghost shadow!" A low-drink, the roar of evil spirits became more and more intense. Suddenly, countless ghost shadows popped out, continually gathered to the center, merged into a huge ghost shadow, stood in it, exuding The terrible breath fluctuations made the coldness even more amazing.

The huge ghost image resembles a mountain like suppressing the octagonal four poles, and the power emitted by it seems to be transformed into a force field-like cover, completely covering Chen Zong, and it seems to penetrate Chen Zong's body, making it impossible to move .

"A bit interesting," Chen Zong secretly said.

Although this move does bring some pressure and threats to oneself, it is not enough. The intensity of this pressure is not enough.

The huge ghost was shot down with a single palm, and the coercion was so horrifying as if to defeat and destroy Chen Zong's soul and flesh and blood, but this palm was directly lost.

Chen Zong's body is extremely flexible, like a windless invisible, colorless and phaseless, elusive, and it is difficult to lock the tricks displayed by the king of swordsman Wangui.

Boom boom!

As if shaking the mountain, inside the ghostly horror, it is constantly under the attack of that huge ghost, each strike is terrible, and it can directly kill the ordinary ninefold limit of sanctuary, but it is nothing but Chen Zong, because It was impossible to hit Chen Zong at all.

The face of Wangui Sword King became more dignified and began to feel a little tricky.

It seems that trying to kill this person is not an easy task.

"It seems that the king can't use the lore of killing." The scarlet light in the eyes of Wangui Sword King became more intense and determined.

The trick of that lore is to pay a little price. Usually, I don't want to use it at all.

But now, it seems that it is impossible to use it. As long as you can kill this child and fuse its soul into the sword of thousands of ghosts, and become the king of ghosts to control the ghost, the price you pay is nothing compared with the harvest. .

For a while, his blood seemed to boil, and even the power of a rude soul was fluctuating, like a raging flame, which poured into the ghost swords in his hands.

The Wangui sword seemed to smell a **** shark, and its breath became more fierce and fierce, as if it had changed from an evil spirit to a fierce ghost, extremely terrible, causing Chen Zong's look to change slightly.

At the same time, Chen Zong is also more excited, and a strong enough opponent can only sharpen his own value.

If it is too weak, it is completely useless.

"It's your pleasure to see this sword being cast by my king." The voice of Wangui Sword King is erratic, but it contains the ultimate murderous power, as if the ghost is roaring in his ears, the magic sounds pierce his brain, and the illusions are crowded.

The word "Ghost!" Seems to linger from endless void through hell. The sword of King Ghost Sword is shot down in the air, as if a meteorite burning with blazing ghosts was shot down from high altitude. That huge group of ghost fire meteor shots in all directions. All covered and squeezed, becoming extremely heavy, as if in one area, suppressed.

Chen Zong found that at this moment, his Tianfeng Wuxiang method has become ineffective at this moment. No matter where he goes, he cannot avoid this attack, unless he can cultivate the Tianfeng Wuxiang method to a satisfactory state. Reaching a real state of nothingness seems to be able to get rid of the shackles and be unconstrained.

However, not long after Chen Zongfang broke through to Dacheng's realm, he was still exploring the potential of Dacheng's realm, but there was still a long way to go before he could complete it.

What's more, Tianfeng Wuxiang is a supernatural power of ten secrets. It is very mysterious and difficult to comprehend. Most people who enter the sanctuary can only practice to the level of entry ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ at most, it is Xiaocheng.

Only those peerless Tianjiao people are expected to achieve great success. As for trying to reach a perfect state, the difficulty will be more than 100 times more difficult than that of Dacheng.

However, the inability to dodge does not mean that Chen Zong cannot resist.

Tianfeng has no phase, only part of Chen Zong's strength.

So, if you can't avoid it, break it with the sword in your hand.

Chen Zong looked up, his eyes flashed with extremely sharp coldness, and a hint of black light permeated the Shen Yejian, making the sword body look deeper and deeper.

A sword provokes and kills the sky. Countless swords of light are like clouds and water, and they are endless, rushing up into the sky continuously, and instantly become a sword.

One sword into one thousand swords!

Wan Jianhua one sword!

unlimited!

The mystery and mighty power contained in this sword is more arrogant than ever.

Chen Zongxiu's self-made swordsmanship, an infinite and infinite serial sword, has no level restrictions. As long as Chen Zongxiu continues to improve and his understanding of the swordsmanship continues to increase, his power will continue to increase and become more powerful.

Even in the coming days, it is not impossible for each sword to become the power of approaching the extreme.

With one sword, the mystery is endless. Compared with the meteor-like ghost fire, it looks very weak, but the breath it contains is not weak at all. On the contrary, the infinite sword seems to penetrate everything.

kill!

It seemed like a big collision between heaven and earth, but in an instant, the terrible breath shocked the Octagon to tear everything and destroy everything, and the heavy dark smoke ghosts that originally surrounded the Octagon were also impacted and shattered by this horrible force at an instant, the smoke disappeared and rolled up A terrible dark storm, burning with horrifying dark ghost fire, raged out.