sword from heaven

Chapter 229 Three Types (One Update)
Although this aura was far less powerful than the aura on Perishing God Mountain, it was unexpectedly solid, and the Ten Thousand Souls Refining Talisman couldn't move it.

Unbelievable, Song Yunge tried his best to mobilize the ten thousand souls to refine the amulet, and even the Wushengjing was also working.

The result is still the same.

The aura of this sword is indestructible and cannot be absorbed.

In this way, it is of no use to oneself, even if there is the aura of the sword god on it, it is only good-looking.

He slowly opened his eyes and exclaimed, "Good sword!"

Zhou Lingshu said: "A sword is naturally a good sword."

"Is your injury okay?" Song Yunge said, "How about resting for two days before leaving?"

"...That's fine." Zhou Lingshu hesitated for a moment, then nodded slowly.

She was actually very anxious. As the leader of the army, she couldn't leave the city for too long. If something happened in the city, if she was not there, it would be dereliction of duty.

But thinking about the current situation, it is better to go back after the injury is healed, so as not to encounter any interception halfway.

Song Yunge focused his eyes again, looked at the sword with Tianhui's eyes, and found that the sword light was a golden flame.

It was as if a group of golden flames were burning fiercely in his hand. Although there was no temperature, it was about to burn his eyes.

He hurriedly withdrew Tianhui's gaze.

"Chi Chi!" He swung his little sword lightly, and there was a whistling sound, as if the air had been cut.

This little sword was indeed extremely sharp, he didn't even dare to collide with it with the Shuxue sword, lest it be destroyed.

Shuxue sword is far less sharp than it.

"Good sword!" Song Yunge praised again.

Zhou Lingshu said, "I'm going to heal my wounds."

"Okay, I won't bother you." Song Yunge smiled.

He floated ten feet away, and with a light wave, the tip of the small sword slashed across a huge boulder that was one person tall.

The boulder silently turned into two pieces.

The small sword is only one foot long, and the boulder is as tall as a person. This is obviously caused by the sword energy, and it is really a sharp weapon for killing people.

Then he used the sword to display the Tianyue sword technique.

"Chi!" A soundless sword qi shot out.

Song Yunge's hairs stood on end immediately, feeling a huge threat. The power of this sword was too amazing.

His face changed slightly, and he watched the sword energy shoot into the nearby woods, and then cut several giant trees in half.

Although the trees had been broken in two, they were still there, and they looked the same from the outside.

As soon as the breeze blew, the tops of them fell slowly and hit the nearby trees.

Song Yunge closed his eyes and thought for a moment, then opened his eyes again, and performed the Taisu Sword Art.

Taisu Sword Art is the sword art he has realized as the sword emperor, and it is derived from the sword talisman, and its power is naturally extraordinary.

Taisu Sword Art was displayed, and a sword intent was shot out again.

This time Song Yunge had already made preparations, concentrating on comprehending this sword intent, comparing it with his own sword intent.

After a while, he shook his head and sighed in disappointment.

Originally thought that holding this sword could obtain the implication of the sword god, but it was a pity that I was disappointed in the end.

This sword is useless at all, but more powerful.

For the next day, he kept studying the sword, exhausted all his skills, and finally came to a conclusion: the sword of the sword god is of no benefit to the sword god, and cannot help him become a sword god.

This sounds unbelievable.

Logically speaking, the sword of the Sword God is the sword of the Sword God, and it must condense the spirit of the Sword God, and it should have similar effects to the God of Perishing Mountain.

The facts are just the opposite.

The soul of the sword god of Perishing God Mountain is not so solid, so he can use it for himself, but the sword intent on this sword is so pure that it cannot be torn off.

More importantly, this is sword intent, which looks similar to soul, but in fact it is not soul at all, it is completely two things, which is of no benefit to improving the realm.

On the contrary, this is a trap, if you keep indulging in it like this, it will delay your enlightenment and hinder yourself from becoming a sword god.

He shook his head, and finally threw the little sword towards Zhou Lingshu: "Here you are!"

Zhou Lingshu was slowly stretching his body by the pool, he couldn't help but startled when he heard the words: "Give it to me?"

Song Yunge nodded: "This sword belongs to you."

"Aren't you crazy?" Zhou Lingshu caught the little sword and looked at Song Yunge carefully: "Aren't you clear-headed?"

Song Yunge said: "I'm very awake, but it's nothing more than a sword."

"This is the sword of the sword god!" Zhou Lingshu felt that he was indeed crazy, and stared at him carefully with bright eyes, wondering what he was thinking.

This is an idea that no normal person can have. Could it be that he is in love with himself?

But she doesn't look like her no matter what, she knows her looks well, there are very few men who can be calm in front of her, Song Yunge is one of them.

The others who can be calm and calm are all elderly, and he is the only one among the young people.

"So what about the Sword God's sword!" Song Yunge said slowly, "We will also become Sword Gods."

"Okay." Zhou Lingshu shook his head.

Song Yunge said: "Try hitting me with a sword."

Zhou Ling's swift sword pierced towards the empty space.

Song Yunge's face became serious, and the Shuxue sword at his waist appeared in front of him, gently drawing a circle.

"Bang!" As if hit by a high-speed galloping horse, he flew ten feet backwards and hit a giant tree.

"Boom!" The giant tree trembled, the leaves rustled down, and the tree quickly turned yellow and withered.

"What a powerful sword!" Song Yunge praised.

Zhou Lingshu frowned and stared at him.

When she was hit by this sword, her soul was injured, and she only recovered now. This is still using her own Nirvana secret technique.

But looking at Song Yunge, there was no sign of injury, so he stabbed again.

This stab is sudden and fast.

The Shuxue sword on Song Yunge's waist bounced into his hand again, and he caught it and drew a circle.

"Bang!" Song Yunge flew upside down again and hit a giant tree again.

The color of the tree changes rapidly, the leaves turn yellow as if in late autumn, and then rustle and fall.

"What kind of sword technique is this?" Zhou Lingshu was sure this time that Song Yunge could indeed block the sword god's blow.

This is too amazing.

There is still a huge gap between the Sword Emperor and the Sword God. It is said that the sword intent contains the power of the soul, which can directly hurt the soul.

The power of the soul is beyond the reach of the sword emperor's realm, but he can stop it!
Song Yunge smiled: "The third form of Sword God."

He had previously absorbed the soul of the sword god from Perishing God Mountain, capturing such a large area, and gained a lot.

This involves the use of the soul.

The use of the soul is the fundamental difference between the Sword God and the Sword Emperor. He can't use it like the Sword God now, but he can imitate the Sword God's blow through the Ten Thousand Souls Refining Talisman.

The real sword god's blow is not comparable to the blow from the sword god's sword.

"Your understanding is really..." Zhou Lingshu shook his head lightly.

Her red robe fluttered, and she said slowly: "Although this sword is given to me, you can take it back at any time. If you want to use the sword to gain enlightenment, you can do so at any time."

"Okay." Song Yunge did not refuse.

Zhou Lingshu took a deep look at him: "Then let's go."

Song Yunge stopped suddenly, turned his head to look around, finally his eyes fell on one place, and he raised his voice, "Come out!"

The sound spread and resounded around.

As soon as the voice fell, the surroundings were silent and there was no movement.

Zhou Lingshu looked intently at Song Yunge's gaze, but he felt nothing strange, and he didn't feel any danger.

Song Yunge snorted, "Let's go."

He didn't go out of the valley, but into the valley, and then rose along the straight mossy stone wall, directly to the top of the mountain.

He stood on a rock on the top of the mountain, looking at the four old men in purple robes floating towards him.

(End of this chapter)