Sword ancestor

Chapter 39
Evil mirror hell.

Numerous ghost faces bleed ferociously, and they pour out blood, turning into bloody sea waves, covering the void.

The waves of blood surged into the sky and merged into one stream. It seemed that even ancient mountains could be washed away, and sinkholes could be filled up.

His eyes were cold, and he was stepping on the sky, and the sword in his hand burst into a golden and jade-colored divine light, sharp and sharp, and the void of hell was slightly distorted.

Slashing with the power of the sword, the majestic life energy surges in the sword body. If the sword is supported by the wind, the sharpness will split the sky and the earth, and the waves of blood will be divided into two. Zhang Grimace howled and dissipated.

The ghost mirror was shattered, and in the next moment, countless ghost mirrors emerged, endlessly and endlessly.

A cold light flickered in his eyes, and two yin-yang fish manifested in his eyes. The golden and jade-colored yin-yang fish rotated, as if they could see through the void and distinguish between yin and yang.

To comprehend the way of swordsmanship with Taiji Yin and Yang, for the two ways of Yin and Yang, when breaking into the lower realm of sword rhyme, Qi Tian realized some, and then broke into the middle realm, this pair of eyes can already distinguish between Yin and Yang, although they have no power, but some evil phantoms , has nothing to hide.

The eyes condense into a ghost mirror, two sharp auras burst out from the eyes, stepping on the sky, knowing the sword to part the blood wave, dozens of ghost faces are crushed, the sword rhyme is in the middle, and the sword is as light as it is heavy. The power of rhyme can divide heaven and earth.

Using sword knowledge to kill and control sword sense, Qi Tian felt more and more clear-headed, and his comprehension of swordsmanship was also clear. His eyes locked on the ghost mirror, and the sharp edge splashed, splitting a path from the blood wave, and the ghost's face was hideous. , but he couldn't shake his mind, and was crushed by the sharp edge.

Roar--

Locked by the sharp edge, the ordinary ghost mirror shook, wave after wave of blood filled the air, the stinky blood was as sticky as a slurry, and a fierce breath overflowed, the ghost mirrors around were unexpectedly It was trembling, and it shattered countless at once.

"It's really you!"

Qi Tian drank coldly, stepped on the void, stepped over several blood waves in one step, and landed on the top of the ghost mirror, slashing with the power of the sword, crushed like an ancient mountain, twisted in the void, and opened up continuous waves.

Roar--

The ghost mirror roared, and a ghost face the size of a small mountain emerged from the ghost mirror, with monstrous blood energy gathering, the entire ghost face turned blood-colored.

The ghost face roared, and the sound of ghosts crying and wolves rushing out, it seemed that there were countless innocent souls in it, and they could not be reborn.

Qi Tian's gaze was fixed, and just as he was about to make a move, the silent relic floated out from his chest again. The thumb-sized relic exuded a huge Buddha light, which condensed into a round of golden hot sun and fell towards the ghost face.

The ghostly energy melted away, and the ghostly face hissed in horror. However, the Buddha's light was blazing, and even its blood was overwhelming, and there were countless grievances, and it was impossible to fight against it. Besides, this is not the real Yama Temple, and there are naturally countless eighteen levels of hell. .

Suppressed by the Buddha's light, the blood on the ghost's face was dimmed, and he was pushed back into the ghost mirror inch by inch.

It is as if there is an infinite Sanskrit singing, Qi Tian Wei Zheng, condensing the mind, the majestic sword consciousness surges, the Buddha's voice does not add to the body, his sword body is strong, tempered with sharpness, and the life essence is extremely huge, even in these eighteen days In the layer of hell, it cannot be shaken.

The relic fell, and the ghost mirror was shattered. Immediately, all the ghost mirrors disappeared in the fourth hell, leaving only an empty dungeon and an ugly six-foot-high tree.

The relic fell, stuck to the fruit on the top of the ugly tree, and stopped moving.

Picking the fruits and relics, watching the ugly tree melt, Qi Tian couldn't help frowning, looked at the black fruit in his hand, and decided to go to the Sutra Pavilion to look through it after this small competition, no matter whether it is true or not, this fruit can attract relics Well, it can't be said, it's just the same exotic fruit spirit grass.

Albatron Valley.

The Jiufang Yuntai floated above the sky, and the master of Jiufeng sat cross-legged on the cloud. They were thirsty to drink the purple bamboo wine, and tasted the spiritual fruit, without saying a word.

Many disciples of the sixteenth generation remained silent, while some elders looked intently, and everyone's eyes stayed in a void.

"Step into the sky, the fifth floor of the steamer hell!"

After half a column of incense.

"Lei Gang, the fifth floor of the steamer hell!"

"Qi Tian, ​​the fifth floor of steamer hell!"

"He caught up with Lei Gang!"

"Why does this kid have such a state of mind, the four hells can't stop him!"

"That's right, the fourth level of evil mirror hell, but there is a ghost face with consciousness condensed, and the blood is so high that ordinary people can't bear it at all!"

Many disciples of the sixteenth generation were startled. Qi Tian stepped into the fifth floor, which was enough for them to know a lot. Perhaps, the legend belonging to Jianfeng, after five thousand years, has been revived again.

At this time, some elders recalled all kinds of things about Jianfeng. 5000 years ago, the master of Xuanjian was the most famous and suppressed all the prefectural sects. Could it be that after five thousand years of Jianfeng, there will be another master of Xuanjian? !
"Impossible, not to mention whether Qi Tian can survive the thunder and punishment of each realm, those many spirit stones are not owned by Jianfeng. The innate sword body can only be promoted by spirit stones, breaking into the sword After the embryonic state, you can't improve your cultivation by swallowing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth."

"That's right! It is rumored that there have been many innate sword bodies in ancient times, but none of them has achieved anything except Master Xuanjian. Achievement, luck, not everyone has it."

There are elders who transmit voices, while others don't care about it, but they have their own plans in their hearts.

After half a stick of incense, the six of Yun Biyuan stepped into the fifth level of hell one by one.

"Yunfei, the fourth level of evil mirror hell!"

After a stick of incense, Zi Lei Peak Master spoke first, with a strange expression on his face, he said: "It is a good way to see Junior Brother clearly, this Yun Fei, although not well-known, but this state of mind is rare."

Seeing the Taoist chuckled and remained silent, Peak Master Lieyang frowned. He had met Yunfei half a year ago, and in the past six months, he seemed to have undergone a radical promotion.

Only Taoist Ming Bing smiled. He drank the purple bamboo wine, his fingers were crystal clear like jade, and he tapped the cloud platform lightly, exuding a strange rhythm, which attracted many disciples of sixteen generations around him.

Half an hour passed, and on the cloud platform of Qingyun Peak, a jade plaque changed again.

"Step into the sky, the sixth layer of copper pillar hell!"

"It's really reached the sixth floor! Many people in the post-spiritual state can't resist, this step of Qingtian is really amazing."

"See if he can get through the sixth floor!"

At the same time, everyone's gazes moved between Zilei Peak and Jianfeng, and they had some guesses in their hearts.

On the cloud platform of each peak, there is a bronze tripod, in which immortal incense is burning, and the cigarette smoke curls up, manifesting various phenomena on the cloud platform.

The eighth pillar celestial incense burnt out.

"Equal to the sky, the sixth layer of copper pillar hell!"

"Lei Gang hasn't broken through yet!"

Many disciples of the sixteenth generation whispered, they felt a little unbelievable, Qi Tian had not been a disciple for less than a year, and he broke through the five layers of steamer hell, such a promotion speed made many people feel ashamed.

The master of Zilei Peak looked a little ugly, after half a cup of tea, Lei Gang broke into the sixth floor.

Copper pillar hell.

Qi Tian knew how to slash and kill with swords, and with every sword, his sword knowledge was urged to the extreme. The thick sword knowledge condensed the sharpness, cut through the emptiness, and extinguished the clusters of will-o'-the-wisps.

He exudes Buddha's light all over his body, and the relic Buddha's light comes out through his body, and the ghost energy cannot get close to him.

Copper Pillar Hell, there are huge copper pillars, each of which towers into the sky and is burned red by the will-o'-the-wisp. In the white will-o'-the-wisp, countless innocent souls hissed mournfully, and the ghost's voice shook the void, but they were all The Buddha's light all over the sky is annihilated.

"It's the sixth floor." Qi Tian frowned, "The sixth floor, with my practice, I should be able to pass it, but the seventh floor, maybe the relics can, but it's not the skill of the sword."

In Qingyun Valley, it is difficult to even hear breathing at this moment, and above the Jiufang Yuntai, the Dashi Shenhua, which had disappeared before, faintly showed signs of gathering again.

Yan Luodian, the [-]th floor of hell, Qi Tian and nine people broke into the sixth floor together, and together with Yunfei, dozens of people broke into the fifth floor. (Recommendation votes are on the rise, everyone is starting to work hard, everyone who collects, please wake up more, Classic Xianxia, ​​Shibu has always paid attention to quality, and wants to write flavors, so the update is a bit slow, but since everyone is starting to work hard , ten steps are also starting to brew, under the condition of quality assurance, it will start to explode in a few days, everyone's recommendation votes, let's be more violent!)
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