World of Cultivation

The angry wave of green sword intent collided with the Sun God Ax without any tricks.

boom!

The terrifying power burst out instantly, and the dazzling light was like the blazing sun, making the world bright.

When the light dissipated, Zuo Mo's domineering figure emerged proudly. He held the light ax in his hand, and his oppressive eyes slowly swept across the whole body as if they were real.

He held Xiao Rujian in his left hand. Xiao Rujian had no breath at all and his life was extinct.

The light in Zuo Mo's eyes gradually faded away, the light ax in his hand dissipated, and the fierce aura emanating from his body disappeared. He once again returned to his normal appearance. He let out a breath and shook his head secretly. The [Sun God Axe] was still a bit difficult for him now, and it was far less comfortable than the [Sun God Thorn].

He has been able to make the sun patterns on [Sun God Thorn] as fine as carvings, but for [Sun God Ax], he can only condense a prototype of a light ax. Not to mention the sun pattern, even the actual form is a bit inferior.

The divine arts in ancient times were generally so simple. The more complete the divine arts were, the more exquisite their entities would be and the more powerful they would be.

It was still early for him to go. He shook his head and glanced at the other people.

He was calculating mentally but not intentionally, and He Zianhai was just an ordinary Kunlun disciple. He had no resistance at all against Wei Sheng and Zong Ru. An Hai's killer weapon, Baiyin Soul-Destroying Sword Pill, has been used up long ago. Zong Ru only used a few tricks, but the power of his will entangled An Hai and his soul suddenly disappeared. As soon as He Zi's Dousha Sword Formation was launched, it was easily broken by Wei Sheng's and chopped down with one sword.

Even before taking action, Zuo Mo decided not to leave anyone behind.

The belongings of the three people were naturally plundered, but at this time, Zuo Mo had no time to check. His attention was all on this ancient octopus monster.

"Elder brother, try it."

Wei Sheng nodded. The battle just now was not even a warm-up for him who was so powerful. The mountain-like octopus monster in front of him made him feel oppressive, which also aroused the fighting spirit in his body.

With the God-killing Blood Sword in hand, he flew to Octopus and stood solemnly.

Gently raising the blood sword, Wei Sheng's expression was serious, his aura changed, and the space around him seemed to have an indescribable fluctuation.

The bloody sword in his hand was stained with blood, and Wei Sheng's momentum continued to rise. He squinted his eyes, but it was like an unsheathed sword, sharp and terrifying.

The strong sword intent gathered around him, and the sky above his head quickly darkened. The black sea under his feet seemed to be aware of the danger and continued to surge in all directions. A sunken puddle several feet deep formed below Wei Sheng.

Wei Sheng, who stood as straight as a sword, suddenly opened his eyes.

hiss!

There was an indescribable hiss, like a tearing wind, and the sword intent surging around Wei Sheng suddenly converged on him at an alarming speed. He was like the eye of a storm.

Hiss!

The sharp sword intent, like countless small swords, flew around Wei Sheng's body, causing waves of scalp-numbing whistling sounds. Countless howls piled up, raging like a frenzy.

Wei Sheng waved the bloody sword lightly in his hand.

Buzz!

Hundreds of streams flowed into the sea, and densely packed swordsmen were like huge schools of fish. They rushed toward the bloody sword in Wei Sheng's hand crazily.

The blood sword buzzed and trembled with excitement, and was stained with blood, suddenly brightening, and full of strange and demonic power.

Wei Sheng didn't seem to notice the excitement of the blood sword in his hand. His expression was firm, and his blood-glazed eyes were so clear that there was no trace of impurity. He inherited the power of the god-killing blood sword, but was not assimilated by the god-killing blood sword.

His steely will allowed him to control this terrifyingly powerful force.

Wei Sheng's vision was covered with a strange red color, and the bloody sword in his hand looked like an unwilling ferocious beast, constantly struggling.

sword!

Feeling the extension of the world, Wei Sheng's expression was pious and focused, no matter how powerful the bloody sword in his hand was, he was completely unaware of it. The strange and violent power of the demon continued to impact him along the hilt of the sword. Its bloodthirsty and madness made it extremely powerful. Wei Sheng knew that if he let go at this time,

The blood sword can definitely unleash an astonishing sword.

It drinks the blood of countless strong men, it swallows countless ferocious souls, and after tens of thousands of years of gestation, it is powerful enough in itself!

Waves of extremely violent power hit Wei Sheng's mind. The blood and divine power in Wei Sheng's body, which originated from the blood sword, were also stirred up.

It is a terrifying beast, and once it is dissatisfied, it will bite back.

Wei Sheng did not let go, his expression remained pious and focused, and he held on to the heart of the sword under the impact of one wave stronger than the other!

Countless pictures flashed before his eyes. He saw the encouraging eyes of the master and his uncle. He saw the Wukong Mountain in the past. He saw the pain he suffered as a sword servant. He saw Zuo Mo drinking heavily under the moon...

Countless pictures turned around like a revolving door, and they became darker and darker, as if he was walking in a dark void.

Alone, not knowing the direction, not seeing the light.

Is that your future self?

Strong emptiness and loneliness surged into his heart, and his heart became at a loss. However, when his eyes fell on the sword held in the hand of the figure behind him, all the emptiness, loneliness and confusion disappeared in an instant, and his body was full of strength.

The figure walking alone in the darkness used his sword to cut through the darkness and nothingness, and used his sword to cut out the path under his feet. The darkness and nothingness receded like the tide, and familiar and warm figures appeared around him.

When Wei Sheng woke up from his dream, a warm smile involuntarily appeared on the corner of his mouth. The force of the impact of the blood sword seemed to be suddenly much smaller. No matter how it struggled, Wei Sheng's sword was as solid as a rock and motionless.

Just like the figure in the dream just now, Wei Sheng raised the blood sword in his hand and slashed it down.

The red sword light flashed away.

The vast sword intent suddenly burst out!

boom!

The sky seemed to tremble, and the sea water in front of Wei Sheng disappeared instantly, and a straight blank passage more than ten miles long appeared in front of everyone.

There is not a drop of seawater in the passage about five feet wide, and the black rocks on the seabed are exposed in the air. On both sides of the passage are water walls as high as five hundred feet, which are as smooth as mirrors.

The passage extends into the distance, and the octopus is fully exposed. In the middle of its body, there is a blood line as straight as a picture.

Snapped!

The huge body of the octopus fell from the air to the ground of the passage, split into two complete pieces, and the blood mist that lost its restraint suddenly exploded.

The blood sword in Wei Sheng's hand trembled, and the blood mist was immediately attracted, turning into a pillar of blood and submerging into the blood sword.

There is no blood left in the octopus's body.

At this time, the water wall at the far end of the passage began to collapse, making a loud roar, like thousands of horses galloping.

Everyone, including Zuo Mo, was shocked by Wei Sheng's sword!

Senior brother...it's really...it's really...too perverted!

Suddenly Zuo Mo was excited, octopus!

Little Brother Mo's eyes were immediately occupied by countless crystal stones, and his figure was like lightning, and he suddenly appeared next to the octopus corpse. Without saying a word, he pulled a piece of octopus corpse with one hand. Golden patterns appeared all over his body. His divine power was stirring, his eyes widened with anger, his muscles tensed. He exhaled loudly and shouted loudly: "Ahhhhhh! Get up!"

Encouraged by the spar, the power Zuo Mo unleashed far exceeded the power he had just fought against Xiao Rujian. Zuo Mo was like a god possessing him, like an ancient behemoth with bursting veins. He said a series of "ho ho ho"s in his mouth, forcefully dragging two huge pieces and slowly rising. Finally, before the water wall collapsed, they were dragged onto the transport ship.

When Wei Sheng, who had just finished his outburst, saw this scene, the pious concentration on his face disappeared without a trace. He opened his mouth wide, and the muscles on his face were stiff, staring blankly at Zuo Mo's move, which was completely beyond the limits of human beings.

The bloody sword in his hand couldn't help but tremble.

Everyone was stunned.

For a moment, the whole place was silent, except for the bellows-like breathing of Zuo Mo. He lay half-lying beside two mountains of meat, completely exhausted, with a silly smile on his face.

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"Have you found out their origins?" asked the head of Leiyin Temple.

"Not sure." The disciple in charge was sweating coldly. Looking at the leader's hesitant expression, he quickly added: "Judging from the current clues, they are most likely from Mo Yunhai."

"Mo Yunhai!" The leader's expression condensed.

"Yes, but their true identity is difficult to judge. They have not made a move, and we cannot confirm that Lawdlight is on their ship. We searched their fleet and found nothing. But then we closed the teleportation array and they forced Flying through the Black Sea is highly suspicious."

The leader was silent.

After a long time, the leader finally spoke: "This matter ends here."

The disciple in charge was startled, and a look of surprise immediately appeared on his face, but the master didn't seem to notice, and said to himself: "You can go down now."

The disciple was startled, reacted, and saluted quickly: "Disciple, please retire!"

When the disciples left the main hall, an imposing young man walked out from the curtain at the back. If the disciple just now was here, he would definitely be surprised.

Yang Yuanhao!

The first battle general among the nine Zen sects is Yang Yuanhao!

No one knew that Yang Yuanhao had returned to the sect without anyone noticing.

"Is the leader worried about Mo Yunhai?" Yang Yuanhao asked with a bit of surprise on his face.

The head's eyes were deep, and when he saw Yang Yuanhao, a smile appeared on his face: "Yuan Hao is confused?"

Yang Yuanhao shook his head: "Mo Yunhai will be our ally for a long time. However, it has not been found out whether they are Mo Yunhai's people..."

"Those who can break through the black line and fly the line, ha!" The leader chuckled: "It's not just Mo Yunhai, I'm afraid it's also the ones like Wei Sheng."

Yang Yuanhao thought of another question and frowned: "Mo Yunhai knows our situation very well. How long has it been since the ruins appeared? They have already received the news!"

For any general, it is very taboo for the opponent to find out his own situation.

The leader shook his head: "Not necessarily. Don't forget about the Xinye Zen Sect, Mo Yunhai is not a timid person."

Yang Yuanhao nodded: "Xinye Zen Sect did something stupid."

The leader asked: "How is the situation on the front line?"

"Kunlun has been very quiet recently, which is a bit abnormal." A trace of worry flashed in Yang Yuanhao's eyes.

A cold look flashed in the leader's eyes: "Quiet? The recent ups and downs, I'm afraid it's them who are doing something secretly. Some guys are always short-sighted and start making trouble as soon as they see nothing to worry about. I'm calling you back this time just to ask. your opinion."

Yang Yuanhao was thinking all the way. Several sects have been dancing fiercely recently, which has affected the unity of the nine major Zen sects. The nine Zen sects that are not united are vulnerable.

He suddenly thought of Mo Yunhai whom he mentioned just now, and his eyes lit up: "Perhaps, we can lend some strength." My QT room is open! Fang Xiang’s official QT room number [9177] click to enter