Sword God Cultivation System

As for Qin Pufeng, he didn't know what happened outside. He only felt that the power coming from the Heart of Hell suddenly became stronger, which made his power of the six realms grow at a terrifying speed.

What a spectacular sight.Judge Lu has been quietly watching the heart of hell and the way of hell from a distance.

Six realms of reincarnation, the wraiths in the realm of hell can be reincarnated after suffering thousands of years, but seeing these hundreds of thousands of wraiths being absorbed by the heart of hell like moths, even after tens of thousands of years, he has never seen There has been a more spectacular sight than this.

It's so beautiful.

There was a smile on the corner of Judge Lu's mouth, with a little fanaticism.

Without saying a word, he also discovered the situation outside. He originally wanted Qin Pufeng to stop, but he chose to remain silent. Perhaps this is the price.The karma of hundreds of thousands of resentful spirits and the power of reincarnation of hundreds of thousands of resentful spirits were all absorbed by Qin Pufeng, and the pain and risks Qin Pufeng had to bear would become incomparably greater.

However, if he didn't do this, Qin Pufeng would surely die eight years later, and the Six Realms would surely perish.

Qin Pufeng felt that his dantian was about to burst, and the full power of the sword soul could not be fully contained, and the power of the six paths in the tendons was also liquefied because it was too thick, and the flow became extremely slow.

Quantify qualitative change.

Qin Pufeng suddenly understood what was going on with the so-called immortal realms.

The power in the body of the new generation of immortal monarchs who have just become immortal monarchs is all gasified immortal power.And for those immortals who have practiced for a long enough time and accumulated enough, the power in their bodies will start to change into a liquid state, that is, a qualitative change. When it comes to the cultivation level of Haotian, the power in their bodies has been completely solidified. It will also become the same existence as the top grade fairy stone.

At this time, what Qin Pufeng had to go through was the process of liquefaction of power.

There is only one way to accommodate the power that is completely beyond his tolerance, and that is qualitative change.

As the power of the Six Paths gradually liquefied, Qin Pufeng couldn't help but smile on his face.

Judging from this level, when the Heart of Hell was completely refined, the power in his body turned back into a completely liquid state.

Suddenly, countless soul powers began to pour into Qin Pufeng's brain.

"Ah!!" The soul power injected into his brain at this moment is at least equivalent to the souls of tens of thousands of people.

Silence also realized something was wrong, and immediately stabilized Qin Pufeng's turbulent brain, ensuring that he would not lose consciousness or even have his soul broken due to this wave of shock.

What the hell is this?While refining the power of the six realms in his body, Qin Pufeng began to refine the sudden power of the soul.

It's just that the speed of his refining is far behind the speed of the injection of soul power. If it weren't for the help of Silence, his entire brain domain has been completely broken now.

The severe pain in his brain made him have to allocate more experience to refine the power of the soul, but he still couldn't keep up with the speed.

Could it be that he is going to become the first sword king in history to be swollen to death by the power of the soul?
Just when Qin Pufeng was somewhat desperate and formulaic refining the power of the soul, suddenly the power of the soul poured into one direction in his brain as if he had found a vent.

No words about the sword soul.

"Hurry up and refine, or we'll both have to finish!" The silent voice seemed a little anxious for the first time.

Qin Pufeng also understood the seriousness of the matter, and used two prongs to refine the power of the six realms and the power of the soul with all his might.

Maybe one day he can say this to others: "You may not believe it when you say it. I almost swelled to death because I absorbed too much power in my cultivation."

Of course, everything is based on the premise that he can refine this hell heart safely.

Perhaps because of the threat to his life, Qin Pufeng's refining speed became faster and faster, until the absorption speed of him and Bu Yu was equal to the forcibly injected soul power.

Just when Qin Pufeng thought it was almost time to end, a sudden change occurred.

Joy, anger, sorrow, pain...

All kinds of emotions suddenly began to grow from his soul and began to affect his mind.

Are the emotions and memories contained in those mottled soul power?
Qin Pufeng, who was sitting cross-legged, frowned unconsciously. At this time, the power of the soul had been completely refined by him and the two of them, and the power of the six realms was almost liquefied by him. The refining of the heart of hell was considered complete. Came to the end.

It's just that his mind has fallen into the memory and pain of those resentful spirits.

Hundreds of thousands of resentful spirits, the memory contained in it and its huge size?Even the Sword Lord, he couldn't bear it.

The flood of memories and emotions made it impossible for him to keep his sanity.

This time, he did not speak again, but let Qin Pufeng fall into these painful memories.

Some were quartered by five horses, others were raped and then killed.

Some people were attacked from behind by the most trusted people, and some were massacred in the city and finally executed on the spot.

Scenes of memory flashed through his soul at a speed beyond the limit, just like a movie.

He felt pain and helplessness.

He knew that these feelings were not his own, but from the soul power he had absorbed.

"I have been lonely for thousands of years, and I have killed thousands of enemies. Someone once said that I am a devil, and I am a sin." I don't know how long it has passed, it seems that the memories of tens of thousands of souls have passed, and Qin Pufeng has become a little numb and complicated. His emotions have made him unable to react, or he has lost the ability to feel emotions, until this somewhat different soul power appears.

He saw the imperial city, as if this perspective was from the highest point of a palace.

Looking around, it was brightly lit, no, it should be said that it was full of wars.

"They say that solitary represents war, plunder, and troubled times." The owner of this perspective said, with disdain in his tone.

"Gu laugh it off, because they are afraid of Gu, afraid of Gu's ability, afraid of Gu's army." Arrogance, domineering, this is what Qin Pufeng feels.

"I never expected that after I came to power, the princes were delegated power, and they stopped fighting everywhere, and stayed with my concubine at ease. Now, in less than three years, the princes are in chaos, and the rebels have risen." This voice was full of endless sorrow and anger.

"Guhen, I hate that Concubine Xiang for abandoning me, I hate that King Wu and King Zhou are ungrateful, did the lonely silence give them a chance?" Although the voice said it repeatedly, it was more contemplative.

A down and out emperor?Or a god of war king who took the lead in conquering the world through battles, but in the end a poor emperor who was about to lose the world because of the Beauty Pass?Qin Pufeng guessed that he didn't know why this memory seemed to overshadow all other memories, even surpassing all other souls.

"Since that's the case, why should I be silent? I haven't fought for three years, and I'm still the supreme king who has conquered the world without a single defeat." The angle of view began to drop rapidly, as if this figure jumped from this commanding height.

"Gu, here we come." With his cry, all the rebels, all the soldiers who were fighting stopped their movements, and all looked up at this side.

When it landed, smoke and dust rose everywhere.

"With the position of the supreme king alone, I will sentence you to death." The voice became without the slightest emotion, and it also became full of chilling.

"Kill him!" Suddenly there was a shout from around, and countless armored swords rushed over.

bloody.

This is the only characteristic that Qin Pufeng can feel.

He had the same perspective as this soul, and he saw the blood-stained hands, countless iron armors were torn apart by his hands, and countless long swords were broken by his fists.

One person slaughtered tens of thousands of people.

Maybe this is the sin he went to hell to atone for?With blood on your hands, you are invincible.

"Gu is still the supreme king. If you rebel, you have to die, understand?" He stepped on the chest of a man who was dressed luxuriously and didn't look like a soldier, condescending, as if he was pronouncing something.

"The Supreme King spares my life, the Supreme King spares my life! I don't dare anymore!" It was a panicked and frightened face, with dull eyes, begging for mercy constantly.

"Coward, dirty lonely hands." Some yellow and white things slowly flowed out from under the man under his feet. The voice was filled with deep displeasure and disgust, and he let go of his feet.

"Thank you, Supreme King, thank you, Supreme King!"

The perspective turned, and he didn't want to see that dirty and cowardly face again.

"Puchi"

The angle of view suddenly turned to his chest, and there was something more on his bare chest.

A hand, a hand clutching a heart.

The heart was still beating, vigorously and vigorously.

Turning his head, he looked at the originally cowardly face behind him.

"Supreme King, you are finally dead." That face seemed to be distorted with excitement.

"Dead alone." The voice was unusually calm: "So what?"

A hand slid across, and the face distorted and ferocious due to excitement disappeared, replaced by a headless corpse gushing with blood.

Alone.

The blood-stained hand grabbed the still beating heart and pulled it closer.

Swallow.

The vision became blurred, and this memory also came to an end.

For some reason, Qin Pufeng seemed to have no other memories in his eyes, and was deeply immersed in the memory of the Supreme King.

Indifference, sadness, loneliness, strength and the deep helplessness hidden in the bottom of my heart.

The strength of one person triggered countless wars and was stained with countless blood. Why did he feel that this person was somewhat similar to Yun Shang at this moment?
And he was more like the man who was trampled under his feet and finally died with the Supreme King in a sneak attack.

The original golden brain area gradually took on a touch of gray.

The gray is still spreading, and the entire brain area will be completely changed.

"Tick."

All the power of the six realms in the body has been refined, and the power of the six realms in the tendons is like a temporarily silent dragon, flowing slowly.

"puff"

The gigantic Hell Heart was like a deflated ball, shrinking and finally disappearing. Only Qin Pufeng stood where the Hell Heart was originally holding a beating heart.