Chapter 2695: The Strongest Explosion

Ghosts and spirits are overwhelming, attacking like a tide, without stopping.

With such a number and such combat power, Xiao Yi's defense could never be broken.

The main reason is that there is no single Spirit Sense here whose combat power is stronger than Xiao Yi.

In a sufficiently large and terrifying quantity, sometimes, it can cause qualitative changes.

Just like today, if there is an ordinary monster here, or a Jialuo monster, I am afraid that it will not be able to prevent it.

In the face of these hundreds of demon master levels and tens of millions of terrifying spiritual consciousness, even the demon venerable would never think of stopping them all.

This is the qualitative change caused by a sufficiently large number.

But sometimes, it can't achieve qualitative change.

Just because they were facing Xiao Yi, a martial artist with countless means, and an indomitable sword cultivator.

In the face of Xiao Yi, unless he has the strength to absolutely crush him, no matter how many they are, it will be in vain.

This is the terrible thing about Xiao Yi.

Perhaps, there will be an old guy with a higher realm and stronger strength than him; but no one can match or even possess such skills.

However, at this moment, Xiao Yi was also under a lot of pressure.

hum…

Suddenly, in the mid-air in the distance, an invisible sword was surrounded by dozens of spiritual consciousnesses, and it was scattered.

"Huh?" An old man's spiritual sense lit up, "Sure enough, although that kid broke out more swords of soul, but his control power is not as good as before."

"This kid can't last long."

"What a terrible mind control power." At this time, another old man's spiritual consciousness frowned.

"If I'm not mistaken, this seems to be the rumored Soul Remembrance Art, the rumored Soul Dao Art of the Ice Venerable Old Wang Ba."

"And these traces of Soul Mind manipulation seem to have the meaning of Soul Temple."

"Hmph." Another old man snorted coldly, "That is to say, this is the person from the Eighth Palace."

The killing intent of the surrounding spirits,

It became more and more violent, even ten times more intense than before.

The spirit of the underworld, the hatred of the Eighth Temple seems to be more concerned than the temptation of the ancient cherry tree.

Xiao Yi squinted and glanced.

There is no doubt that his mind at the moment is under a lot of pressure.

He has been maintaining Wannian Sword Intent, and he doesn't know how long it can last.

He is indeed good at means, and even has a combat power far exceeding that of the powerhouses of the same realm.

But even carrying it for nine days and nine nights is still unimaginable.

"Is there no other way?" Xiao Yi thought secretly.

Excalibur?

No, the Divine Sword has a natural and powerful suppression on spiritual consciousness.

But the Divine Sword was ultimately the saber of the first generation, not Xiao Yi's own sword.

Moreover, the Sword of Divine Slaughter, the sword has not been opened, and it does not have enough power at all.

Although the sword is strong, everything has a degree.

In the Black Snow Holy Land before, it was an example.

When the Divine Sword was confronted with those ancient snow lions' spiritual consciousness, the effect was not as strong as imagined.

Not to mention dealing with the spiritual consciousness of the underworld here.

Fire power?

No, the power of fire, just like he doesn't use the normal power of kendo now; soul power is the best way to deal with spiritual consciousness.

Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes.

He also has the Eye of the Taiyin Sun, which is the nemesis of almost all soul power and spiritual consciousness.

But, in the end, everything has a degree.

In this world, there is only absolute strength, and there is no absolute invincibility.

Excalibur is an example.

The eye of the lunar sun may be very effective, but how long can it last? Will there be a backlash?

He wasn't sure about that.

In this case, if there is a backlash, the consequences will be more troublesome.

Xiao Yi's eyes narrowed even tighter.

It was also at this time that he suddenly felt that under such terrifying pressure, his mind and Taoism seemed to be changing a little bit.

Changes, not too obvious, but increasing.

His mind became more stable; his Dao mind became stronger.

Xiao Yi's eyes lit up with joy.

Under such terrifying pressure, isn't it a kind of tempering for the mind and Taoism?

In the past, he would not use this method.

Wan Nian Jian Intent consumes a lot of soul power and a lot of soul pills every minute and every second.

For him, a martial artist who lacked the things to cultivate, he would not do such extravagant things.

But now, for his consumption, the Saint Ying family will pay for him later, so he doesn't care about the cost of consumption.

And in exchange, his mind and Taoism are constantly tempered and grown under this extreme pressure.

For Xiao Yi, his Taoism is far stronger than ordinary people, and those ordinary soul crystals have no effect at all.

On the contrary, the tempering here is a real improvement.

The swinging of the invisible swords, killing the enemy again and again, and defending the enemy again and again, are all the sharpening of the sword.

That share of pressure, when gathered, is like a thousand trials and tribulations.

This was the chance that belonged to Xiao Yi.

After half a day.

Xiao Yi already clearly felt the improvement in his swordsmanship.

Xiao Yi's eyes have changed from indifference to pure clarity.

His mind is controlling these invisible swords.

His eyes were staring at the swords.

"Although the sword is invisible, it is my Xiao Yi's sword after all."

"My sword, everything, listen to me."

Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes, and there was extreme confidence in his clear eyes.

This extreme self-confidence brought about the sudden sublimation of Kenshin.

At that moment, Xiao Yi's mouth grinned with a knowing smile.

"Thousands of ghosts and ghosts have not invaded my mind, but they are even more demonic."

"Thank you for the past few days."

Xiao Yi's voice fell for a moment.

boom…

Ten thousand invisible swords, more solid and stronger.

In the roaring sword intent, flames suddenly condensed.

It was no longer a simple invisible sword.

But the invisible fire sword.

These invisible swords originally only had the meaning of kendo.

At this moment, it combines the meaning of the fire path that fits with it.

Xiao Yi has a cultivation base, a realm, and a complete martial arts; except for the 10,000 complete poison paths, the rest are almost all fire paths and sword paths.

At this moment, his complete martial arts in an instant, finally all perfectly displayed on these invisible swords.

His sword heart is already enough to perfectly control these ten thousand invisible swords.

boom…

High in the sky, there was a roar.

It was a sword formation with unparalleled power.

bang...

High in the sky, there was a bang.

It was a flame formation, and the flame dragon raged in all directions.

wow…

During the battle, hundreds of spiritual consciousnesses were suddenly corroded into water of spiritual consciousness.

It was a strong and highly poisonous one, and it devoured the eight wastes.

At this moment, the strength belonging to Xiao Yi was vividly displayed.

This is the power that truly belongs to Xiao Yi.

Ten thousand sharp swords are enough to explode all the skills and means belonging to Xiao Yi.

At this moment, the world trembled.

"That's..." An old man looked up at the sky with horror written in his eyes, "A combination of six frightening swords?"

"Boy, you are not a pure Eighth Temple warrior, are you the next successor of the Black Devil Temple?"

At the same time, the old men exclaimed in surprise.

"That's the inheritance of the wind path of the Wind Temple, which is added to the sword path? How did this kid do it?"

"That's the illusion in the fire. It's amazing. It can merge with the sword, and tens of thousands of spiritual consciousnesses enter the illusion in the sword-shaped wandering?"

"Boy, have you met the second chief hall master of the Yan Palace?"

"Ten thousand swords of soul mind, divided into one thousand, and formed into an array, the number of large arrays reaches sixty-six, all of them are high-level arrays, of which sixty are the first generation of martial arts inheritance from the Tianji main hall. ."

"Boy, have you entered the Heavenly Secret Heritage Land?"

"The inheritance of the first generation of the Eight Temples is almost fully displayed in these ten thousand swords of soul."

"Boy, who are you?"

A loud exclamation appeared almost at the same time.

All eyes were gathered on Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes.

Qiang... A piece of spiritual consciousness suddenly condensed a sharp sword in his hand, and a mysterious sword fell to the sky.

Xiao Yi's pupils shrank, "Gui Sha Yijian? Are you from the Black Devil Palace?"

"No... You are not the spirit of the demon race, but the spirit of the human race?"

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Third more.

Today's update, unfinished.