The Queen of Sword Cultivation is against the sky again

Chapter 45 The pain of washing the tendons and cutting the marrow
Nine swords roaming the dragon, aiming at momentum, with the momentum of the dragon swimming in the nine heavens, it is like a breeze coming, and the loss is like a torrential momentum sweeping across.

Xie Lingyan held the sword and walked up the white jade stairs, step by step, and slowly saw the rain of thousands of arrows, and thousands of sharp blades struck her body fiercely.

They swept across, sliced, encircled, trapped, with her as the central target, as if they wanted to smash her into this predicament, only to break her into strands, these things that grew out of nowhere, those things that flew around The sharp weapon and sword intent will disappear.

Xie Lingyan turned around and wanted to run, it was killing her.

White hair, I regret it, is it too late to quit now?

The white-haired fairy did not speak, and looked at the person who wanted to run away. When she turned around, the same white silk thread behind her swarmed towards her like a puff of smoke.

There is no way for her to retreat, and there are traps and abysses in all directions.

The sword intent like a giant beast opened its bloody mouth, and they were waiting for her to throw them into the plate.

"Focus on your mind, don't think about those useless things, the enemy is fierce and brutal, then you have to be more fierce and ruthless than them, otherwise you can only die."

The voice of the white-haired fairy came coldly.

Xie Lingyan felt that thousands of silk threads swept across her body.

Her flesh and blood, muscles and bones, her entire body and soul were peeled off piece by piece, and then glued together bit by bit.

What the hell, is it really a reassembly?

This doesn't treat people as people, does it?

Xie Lingyan cried out in pain.

She shouted, white hair, how can you be so cruel?Why didn't you tell me that the pain I was going through was so terrible?

The white hair stared at the jade shadow in the distance. On the surface, she looked unscathed, but in fact, her aura and profound strength had been transformed into thousands of thoughts that ransacked her body, mind and soul.

What she saw was not an illusion, but the aura and profound strength that a cultivator could rely on.

Women depend on their charm.

The man relied on his profound strength.

There is a spirit in the heaven and the earth, and the Tao and meaning run through it, and the gods and man-made are created in the world.

Is it a fairy or a demon or a demon?

There are rules in the world.

……

Xie Lingyan felt the bone-piercing pain of splitting the marrow.

She saw with her own eyes that her body was crushed by thousands of silk threads, and she also saw her powerful body repaired at an absolute speed.

Qiyun drifts upwards from the depths of the dark abyss;

Those silk-like threads crazily spread towards her body.

Xie Lingyan endured inhuman abuse.

She asked, "Didn't you say practice swords? How did it become a breakthrough?"

The white-haired immortal looked at the suffering humanity and said, "Your dantian is frozen, the reason why you can still cultivate and improve is because you have practiced the Nine Swords of Lingyunjue. The body circulates on its own to form the profound energy and aura you need, and they gradually form a system of their own, which can also be used as the dantian."

"Is that so?"

Co-authoring my dantian is a bonus, useless?
"It's not useless, it's frozen for self-protection."

"Ah? Self-preservation, why self-preservation? I didn't do anything to it? Why is it a shrinking turtle?"

Xie Lingyan feels that she is very innocent, her dantian cannot be controlled, and it hides cunningly, does it still belong to her?
The white-haired fairy snorted coldly, "Because the daughter of Tianling is not so easy to be."

"Why?" Xie Lingyan couldn't understand. She endured the pain of being cut by thousands of threads, trying to divert her attention. As long as she chatted with the white hair, she didn't have to focus on the pain of being crushed.

"White hair, what do you mean, can you speak human language? Daughter of the Heavenly Spirit? How many people want to be but can't, why do you say that it is not necessary to be the daughter of the Heavenly Spirit? "

The white-haired fairy got up and walked over. He looked at the girl standing on the white jade steps. She was being wrapped and purified by the charm circulating in the world.

Xie Lingyan turned to look at him, waiting for his explanation.

The white-haired fairy said, "Becoming the daughter of Tianling is to gather spiritual power for the sect."

"That is, to serve the disciples of the entire sect. When you joined the Yulan Sect, you worked so hard to dedicate your innate aura to others."

"But the other party is so stubborn, they don't provide you with high-grade pills to make up for your lost essence, so that your dantian and spiritual roots can't bear the loss of such a long-term passive request."

"In order to protect themselves, they disappear by themselves, that is, the dantian is frozen and the spiritual root disappears, so when others investigate, they can't see your dantian, and they can't detect your spiritual root."

"Is that so? So I can't protect myself." Xie Aotian temporarily forgave Dantian and Linggen's protest.

"Speaking of which, Yulan Sect is really stingy, and wants me to contribute to the sect, but doesn't want to provide me with the supplies I need. Isn't this just wanting to eat the overlord's meal?"

"They asked someone to dig a hole to refine the spirit stone, and they needed to pay for it and spend manpower and material resources. In the end, they found someone like me who was sold and counted the money, and provided so many years of spiritual power for nothing. I was damaged, and I had to be They limit mobility."

Think about it not too badly.

Xie Poor comforted himself sadly, "When I become stronger, I will beat these white-eyed wolves to death."

"what!!!"

Another round of grief begins.

Xie cried out in pain.

She wanted to jump into the night, and she didn't want to practice anymore.

"White hair, I'm going to die, why does it hurt so much?"

The white-haired fairy frowned, looking at the man who was in great pain, his handsome face seemed to be getting whiter and whiter.

"Is this... a breakthrough across borders? Just sit in the psychic realm?"

The white-haired fairy was also frightened.

She directly skipped Hexu Huayu and went straight to Zuowang Spiritual Realm?
If we continue to endure, will we go directly to the Good Fortune Lingkong Realm?

However, Xie Poor couldn't take it anymore.

After the screams stopped, the body fell limply.

She was lying on the white jade steps, weak and dying, the strands of breath could only come out but not in, it felt like her soul was out of her body.

"Well, this is not a pain that humans can bear at all."

Xie Poor didn't want to move anymore, he wanted to die like this.

The white-haired fairy flew over to check, looking at the whining person, she still had the strength to complain, which meant that she could continue to be tortured.

The white-haired fairy wanted to go back with a wave of his sleeves.

Xie Lingli reacted quickly, she grasped the humanity that was about to leave, "I know that you sometimes become transparent and sometimes thin, this has happened all the time, so you have to comfort me no matter what."

She hugged the thigh of Emperor Zun, who was so immortal and beautiful as a banished god.

The white-haired fairy asked her to let go, "You can only rely on yourself for the breakthrough in cultivation, and I can't help you, and even if I help you through the misery today, the unpredictable tragedy tomorrow will only intensify. on you."

Xie Rogue hugged Emperor Zun's thigh tightly and said, "I didn't ask you to do anything, why don't you just stay with me?"

"Can't you still breathe?"

"Hiss..." You can't say that, being able to breathe doesn't mean you're fine, "I'm in pain all over my body now, and I really need some comfort and comfort. It's best to rub it."

(End of this chapter)