Chapter 1228 The Second World! The Second Home!

Can't beat it!

Totally unbeatable!

Even Xiao Kongtong was instantly killed by Yan Wuse, and the other party hadn't even started to take it seriously...

"Is this the true strength of the Light of Spirit Refining?"

Xu Xiaoshou, who disappeared into the abyss, was the only on-site spectator, and his feelings were much more shocking than those before the Thousand Mile Mirror Technique. He never left.

Even if Xiao Kongtong wants him to run away and find the only way to survive from falling into the abyss. He did not abandon his senior brother and run away on his own.

He just threw a portrait clone casually and found out that there was no space channel under the Falling Abyss.

On the contrary, there were countless pairs of eyes of light waiting silently, all raised upwards.

At that moment, Xu Xiaoshou was determined to fight side by side with his senior brother.

——***'s face is colorless. It's not like what he said. He doesn't chase others away.

He had already hidden the Angel of Light under the Fallen Abyss. His strength was unknown, but the number was too terrifying!

If this goes on, if someone is detected through some special means... If his life is gone, how can he find a space passage to escape from the Void Island? "vitality!"

"Where is the life?"

Seeing Xiao Kongtong being penetrated by a shot from the electric gun, Xu Xiaoshou's thoughts reached the limit, and the pictures in his mind flashed wildly, trying to find a chance to survive. He transformed into a precise instrument, and all the messy things were eliminated in an instant.

All that can be left behind are choices that represent "vitality":

"Elder brother must have a back-up plan. Even Feng Xiaose can barely unleash the Wrath of the Red God, the second level of Ten Thousand Swordsmanship. His strength should be above him..."

"Mr. Jiren is a choice. If he can come over, he will definitely be able to defeat Yan Wuse... But he is gone. The 'password' character allows him to locate me, but it cannot allow me to locate him..."

"Sainting! That's right, as long as I reach the last level of swordsmanship mastery, maybe with a little enlightenment, I can learn Prajna Wu, and then use the 'finger of disillusionment,' to instantly kill Yan Wuse..."

"But I don't have the status of a semi-saint!"

"Once the Holy Tribulation is really triggered, those who are not half-saints will die. Even the five degenerates of gods and humans will be replaced by the Blood World Pearl. Can I transcend it?"

Thinking of this, Xu Xiaoshou almost burst into tears on the spot.

There was once a semi-holy person, and the dean wanted to give it to him, but he didn't take it. Now he regrets it.

If we turn back time, life can come again.

Xu Xiaoshou swore that he would not let that semi-saint figure fall into the hands of the dean.

——Who knows that after his breakthrough, he will make such rapid progress that he will need a semi-saint status so quickly!

"There is also a semi-saint figure on Void Island..."

Through this association, Xu Xiaoshou thought of the five declines of heaven and man.

After the death of Saint Jiang Buyi, Huang Quan did not touch his status as a semi-saint, leaving it on the body of Heavenly Man Wusei.

This is your chance!

Find the five degenerates of heaven and get his semi-saint status, or else get his blood world pearl.

In this way, at least I have the confidence to reach the last level of "Sword Mastery", and everything will turn around.

Then here comes the problem.

"Where did the deity go after he sacrificed himself?"

The answer is I don’t know, so this method is discontinued. Xu Xiaoshou covered his head, his eyes bloodshot.

"Eight Masters!"

The only way he could think of to break the situation was these three words.

Because even if Xiao Kongtong can explode again, it will be so explosive that it will turn colorless in an instant with a sword.

The second true form hidden in the ruins of the Sin First Palace had already noticed it. As soon as the battle broke out here, Rao Yaoyao started to rush in this direction. Xiao Kongtong, who is a semi-saint and does not have the title of Seven Swords Immortal, even if he has the second realm, so what?

Will Rao Yaoyao, who has reached the realm of Sword Saint and is one of the Seven Sword Immortals, not be able to defeat him?

"Only when the Eight Masters come out, can his named disciples be saved!" Xu Xiaoshou yelled "Eight Masters" several times while hiding in the disappearing technique, but there was no

Get a response.

He reached the sky in one step, dodged again and again, pulled himself out of the battle, released the disappearing spell on one finger, and raised the communication bead toward the real world in the grass.

I still remember that when I came out of the sin palace, the communication bead contacted the eight masters.

Maybe now, a miracle will happen.

"Yo ho!"

"Little mouse, are you hiding here?"

At the right time, Yan Wuse appeared squatting with his chin in his hands, staring at the half finger in the grass with a smile.

"I'll fuck you, uncle!"

Xu Xiaoshou's eyes nearly exploded, he disappeared on the spot and teleported on the spot.

But when he raised his hand again, there were only fragments of the communication bead left on his fingertips, and there were still red burns left on them from the strong light.

「」

Xu Xiaoshou's thoughts stopped running.

"Being frightened, passive value, +1."

He flashed back to the battlefield and found that Yan Wuse was still leaning on Xiao Kongtong's back, saying something.

He flashed back to the other side and found that Yan Wu Color was still there and had already stood up, slapping his butt and pacing back and forth, feeling annoyed that he could not banish the person in time.

There was obviously only one Yan Wusei, but looking around, Xu Xiaoshou felt that he was surrounded by thousands of troops and was helpless.

"teacher……"

How he wished that Mr. Siren would suddenly float down from the sky holding a folding fan with "Are you stupid?" written on the fan, and then pull out the Taicheng Sword and kill everyone.

No.

On this void island, the light called "hope" has been lost. "Buzz!"

Suddenly there was light under his feet.

Seeing the light, Xu Xiaoshou jumped up immediately like a cat with its feet burned. Soon he discovered that the light did not come from Yan Wu Se, but from the sword technique, the Dao pattern, and the mystery array.

"This is..."

Xu Xiaoshou opened his eyes wide and flashed back to the edge of the battlefield. He saw Xiao Kongtong pierced by the Dian Liang gun, and the mystery array lit up under his feet! No, wait!

The position where he stood was indeed very close, but not the center of the mystery array.

This mystery array belonging to the second realm came from a group of sword thoughts splashing out not far away?

"Oh? So it's hidden here?"

"This emperor, I've finally waited for you!"

Yan Wu Se also turned his eyes and saw that after the sword thought group split, a person who was purely outlined by sword thoughts stretched out from it. This person, like the mystery array under his feet, gradually grew larger and finally turned into an existence exactly the same as Xiao Kongtong.

Sword thought incarnation!

It's not just the sword incarnation.

Hidden in this incarnation is the "Second World" that was being performed but forcibly interrupted!

However, without the constraints of the original body at this moment, this sword "Second World" continued.

This is the trump card that Xiao Kongtong left for himself. No matter who he faces, he can block the absolute ten breaths!

The sharp sword intent was as solid as thousands of arrows, booming and scattering with the sword incarnation as the core.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

Just passing through the air, Yan Wu Se's cheek was cut by the sharp sword intent.

He stretched out his hand and wiped it, and saw the blood. He was shocked to realize that every sword energy here was an absolute attack, which could hurt his elemental body!

Yan Wu Se had to temporarily avoid the edge and retreat again and again.

He had to give up the Xiao Kongtong that was inserted into the Dian Liang gun, which he didn't know whether it was real or fake.

Because Xiao Kongtong also began to emit the same degree of sword energy, he became a hedgehog that attacked regardless of friend or foe!

After the lesson of Xu Xiaoshou's punch in Zui Yi Hall, Yan Wu Se would no longer look down on anyone.

He had been waiting, waiting for Xiao Kongtong to have a trump card like Xu Xiaoshou, which might be inherited from the power of Shen Yi's body.

Maybe the presentation of this trump card is different, but Yan Wu Se guessed that there must be one, so he never let down his guard.

Now seeing this sword, he knew that Xiao Kongtong had turned over his trump card.

"I have made progress. I was not hit directly this time."

Yan Wu Se shrugged slightly, looked down at the bloody holes on his body, and praised himself with a smile.

However, when he looked down, he saw the mystery formation diagram under his feet, so he retreated another ten miles.

But the mystery formation diagram was too huge!

After covering the entire mountain range of the Fallen Abyss, it was still extending outward. Yan Wu Se was curious about how such a slow sword could hit someone later - from this point of view, it was completely inferior to Xu Xiaoshou's punch. But then he thought again, after all, this was the second realm of ancient swordsmanship, which was too difficult for a young man!

It was understandable that the sword was slow.

Yan Wu Se soon realized that maybe he guessed wrong.

Maybe the range covered by this move was really vast and boundless, because the mystery formation diagram was still chasing him!

With a swish, Yan Wu Se completely withdrew from the Fallen Abyss.

But the mystery formation diagram was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, following him wherever he retreated.

"Under the level of half-saint, can the attack range still cover the entire Void Island?" Yan Wu Se sneered.

Ordinary people might not be able to avoid it, and they would be caught up by the mystery formation diagram. Who is he?

He is the light of refining spirits!

If he wants to leave, how can he not leave?

From the Fallen Abyss to the Blue Swamp, to the Miracle Forest, to the Sin First Hall, to the Blood Realm...

This series of actions across thousands of miles was completed in the blink of an eye by Yan Wu Se.

But this time, the Mystery Array Diagram could not keep up.

"Heh."

"Little swordsman, how ridiculous."

The Fallen Abyss, the emotions of the original body of Xiao Kong Tong, seemed to be taken away by the sword of the Sword Mind Incarnation.

He lowered his head, picked up the sword, and walked in front of the Sword Mind Incarnation with a full body of embarrassment and confusion.

The two were completely integrated.

Buzz!

At the same moment, thousands of spirit swords suddenly flew into the sky far away in the Sin First Hall.

The spirit refiner before the Thousand Miles Mirror Transmission Technique was watching the battle through the spirit mirror, and when he looked down, he found the Mystery Array Diagram under his feet.

Everyone's scalp was suddenly raised, and each showed his magical powers and fled frantically.

Such a distance apart, this sword cut here?

Retreat to the blood realm...

This series of actions across thousands of miles was completed in the blink of an eye by Yan Wu Se.

But this time, the mystery formation diagram could not keep up.

"Heh."

"Little swordsman, how ridiculous."

The emotions of the original body of Luo Yuan and Xiao Kong Tong were taken away by the sword of the sword incarnation.

He lowered his head, picked up the sword, and walked in front of the sword incarnation with embarrassment and confusion.

The two were completely integrated.

Buzz!

At the same moment, thousands of spirit swords suddenly flew into the sky far away in the Sin First Hall.

The spirit refiner before the Thousand Miles Mirror Transmission Technique was watching the battle through the spirit mirror, and when he lowered his head, he found the mystery formation diagram under his feet.

Everyone's scalp was raised, and they showed their magical powers and fled frantically.

Such a distance apart, this sword came here?

You are sick!

This is not the way to harm innocent people!

However, as they were retreating, a confused murmur sounded in everyone's ears. This voice was full of confusion, as if it was longing for someone to answer him:

"Young man knows no joys and sorrows, he wanders thousands of miles like a knight in white."

"When I grow old, I am all alone. Where can I call home?"

Click!

When they heard the sound, everyone's footsteps stopped, and confusion appeared in their eyes.

The scene of the ruins of the original sect of Sin Yi Palace, this environment immediately changed after being penetrated by the secret formation diagram.

"This is, where..."

Someone fell somewhere

In the large courtyard, you can see the withered gray walls, the wooden tables with peeling paint, and the handmade chairs and stools.

The poor courtyard was filled with the sounds of children's laughter and play.

In a dark corner by a lonely wall, there was a little boy curled up, reading a book.

The spirit, will, and even soul were all distorted at this moment.

The vision changed, and everyone's eyes saw the words on the book, and saw the eye-catching "Eighth Sword Immortal".

Looked up.

Everyone became that little boy and got the answer at the same time:

"It turns out that the incompatibility here is all because I am fundamentally different from them. Yanque, how can An Neng compete with Honghu?"

As soon as the scene changed, swords were passed down the street, and the nine swordsmanships, eighteen sword styles, and three thousand swordsmanship were learned...

As soon as the scene turned, a young man wearing bright clothes and an angry horse, holding a three-foot sword, hoeed the strong and supported the weak, wandering through the rivers and lakes...

As soon as the screen changes, you enter the dimensional space, search for secret treasures, slay strange beasts, kill powerful enemies, and gain the fruits of cultivation...

The scene turned, and on the top of the mountain, there was a lonely fairy, but he was still at a loss, not knowing where he was going...

Even if you are proud of the world, have no friends, no relatives, and no one to rely on, even if the rootless duckweed does something, it will not do anything.

"Home……"

"Where is home?"

With endless confusion, he jumped.

The scene turned back to the dilapidated gray courtyard decades ago. Spider webs hung high there, half of the white lantern was left, and there was an uncovered coffin in the courtyard, but not even a body was found in the coffin.

"This is my home?"

This scene made everyone's pupils tremble, and then they bowed their heads helplessly, "I'm sorry, I lost you all..."

At this point in the second world, there is endless loneliness, and there are too many spiritual masters who cannot bear this kind of spiritual conception.

And those who could barely recover, even if they knew they should resist, were just confused and didn't know how to respond.

"Home……"

Yu Lingdi closed her eyes tightly, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and two lines of clear tears flowed from under her eyelids.

"Home……"

In the green marsh, Tianren Wusei struggled to get up, holding the mask in his hand, looking at the reflection of the waves in the water beach on the ground, losing all his strength.

"Home……"

Falling into the abyss, Xu Xiaoshou raised his head and looked up into the sky.

"Spiritual awakening" was triggered again and again, and he sank again and again, finally barely able to see the world in front of him clearly.

Not a ward.

Not Tiansang Ling Palace.

It was a pure blue sky with strands of white clouds, drifting and helpless. "I am alone when I grow old, and I ask where I can call home..." In the blood world, Yan Wuse lowered his head, and the electric gun in his hand disappeared unconsciously.

He reacted almost instantly, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he was about to resist.

But at the right moment, his eyes flashed scarlet, his face turned colorless with shock, and he finally realized that something was wrong with the environment he was in.

The city is all made of swords, and the city is full of ancient sword cultivators.

This big family is divided into countless small families, and each has a bond and connection. When someone is in need, all parties will provide support.

"I have a sword and I need everyone's help..."

The Sword God Heaven of the Eastern Region, the Eight Realm.

Everyone in Shenyue Immortal City, far outside the dimensional space, raised their eyes one after another, as if they sensed something, and then they all raised their swords. "Elder brother, take it!"

"Sir, let me help you!"

"Elder brother, draw your sword, we will always be your backing!" Void Island.

Yan Wuse's spirit was suddenly shattered and he was abandoned outside this world, feeling his endless loneliness.

On the opposite side, Xiao Kongtong raised his sword in the air!

Behind him, Shenyue Xiancheng turned fiction into reality, completely interpreting the true meaning of illusion and reality in illusory swordsmanship, making falsehood come true!

The entire void island was densely packed with endless spiritual swords rising into the sky, and countless ancient sword cultivators flying up.

Belonging to Shenyuexiancheng for these decades

The infinite sword power gathered here converged on the Kongtong Wuxiang Sword.

"Above the fairy city, the half-saint lowers his eyebrows!"

Xiao Kongtong's eyes turned solemn, and Kongtong Wuxiang Sword was slashed on the spot.

The Void Island spanned tens of thousands of miles from north to south. It roared and exploded, and the sword light tore out a sword mark that separated the island, like a chasm in the sky. The sword light traveled through time and space, and Cai Kankan came back to his senses. Yan Wuse, who looked shocked, split into two, and cut out blood flowers all over the sky.

Void Island returned to silence, with only a smile left. Before Kongtong closed his eyes and fell down, he said with a smile:

"The second world..."

"Second home!"

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