break the way [comprehension]

In Du Ziteng's hazy line of sight, countless divine scripts descended from the sky, flying and circling, covering the clumps of grass layer by layer, and then the rays of divine script flashed and overlapped, and finally condensed into a small building. The phantom of the sacred tower wrapped the grass ball properly.

Then all the images suddenly retreated, but the phantom of the tower gradually solidified. Du Ziteng knew that the shadow of the tower in front of him must be real, and it was definitely not a virtual image.Because there are countless divine scripts on the shadow of the tower, and the red gold is shining, and the supreme power is concealed but not revealed, as if once offended, the power of destroying the world will descend, and it is not comparable to that kind of phantom image .

But the strange thing is that, unlike the image he saw just now, there is no grass ball in the shadow of the divine tower, it is empty and there is nothing else, which only makes him feel at a loss and empty in his heart.

Under the shadow of the divine pagoda, another strange world is reflected like the reflection of the water surface. The sky is as black as ink, and a terrifying scene of lightning and thunder is reflected. But there are seven sky pillars standing straight up to the sky, and one of them, the black brilliance faintly reveals the image of gray and defeated.

Du Ziteng was startled when he looked at it, could this be the island shown in the video just now?

Suddenly there was an uneasy guess in his heart. Could it be that those images were all just what happened to this island in the past, and the faintly gray and black sky pillar in front of him and the small island without any signs of life were real?

This divine tower... is telling him everything he has experienced?

Just when Du Ziteng was in a state of confusion, there was a sudden loud bang, and the small wooden stick in his heart suddenly vibrated violently, as if issuing a warning in a hurry!

Holding a large number of talismans in his hand, Du Ziteng turned his head to look defensively, and a burst of laughter came from the sky, and then in this red-golden space, a blood-colored figure suddenly appeared.

Du Ziteng's face turned pale with shock, he took several steps back, and the talisman in his hand almost couldn't help but let go.

Compared with the skeleton-like appearance of the original blood-slaughter ancestor, the current blood-slaughter ancestor has grown some flesh and blood out of nowhere, and is a little farther away from the image of the ghost. His eyes, which were thin and clear, had the air of a monk should be, but the bloody smile on his lips completely destroyed all of them.

At this moment, the Blood Slaughter Patriarch looked at Du Ziteng with great interest: "It really didn't take much effort...I didn't expect that a little Qi Refining cultivator could break through the situation of the Demon Tower one step ahead of me. The only one of the transformation pills is really extraordinary, tsk, that female cultivator is really reckless, she actually gave such a little cultivator such a fetish, I must take a closer look..."

Before the blood-killing patriarch could finish his words, Du Ziteng felt an irresistible force coming. He secretly thought that something was wrong, and a talisman in his hand was sprayed out continuously according to the rhythm he had trained in his daily life.

The blood-killing patriarch never expected that this little Qi-refining cultivator's counterattack would be so sharp, and the movements of his hands froze.

"Huh? That's interesting... It's a pity that no matter how delicate a gnat is, it's still just a gnat. How can it shake a tree?"

Amidst the arrogant laughter, the ancestor of blood slaughter stepped into the overwhelming attack of talismans like walking in the rain, ignored the violent or vicious spiritual power, and grabbed Du Ziteng again.

Du Ziteng's figure flickered, and the talisman in his hand never stopped, but it was useless. The blood-killing patriarch just walked forward with his hands behind his back and a smile on his face, as if Du Ziteng's violent attacks were completely innocuous to him. At this moment, Du Ziteng Knowing that this demon who has no real background and has seized the ancestor of Xueshou is telling the truth, he is too far away from the opponent's realm, and no matter how hard he tries, the spiritual power he can mobilize can be used against the defense of the opponent's level demon. For him, it was just a drizzle. The other party was just surprised by his understanding of power at this level, but he would not regard it as a threat at all...

However, I don't know if Du Ziteng's mind has grown again after the ups and downs of the content broadcast in the tower. At this moment, even though he knew that all his efforts were in vain, he did not give up at all. The combinations of talismans that were not sure to use before were also thrown out this time in an endless stream.

The blood-killing patriarch seemed to shake his head helplessly: "Heh, although he is barely talented, he is just a talented idiot..."

Seeing that the Xuelu Patriarch stretched out his hands and was about to catch Du Ziteng through the turbulent spiritual power, a blood-colored long sword that came from nowhere suddenly swung across the air, pushing the Xuelu Patriarch hard. open.

A strong bloody air rushed towards his face, Du Ziteng paused in his hands, turned his head to look, and was shocked: "Xiao Chen!"

At this time, Xiao Chen couldn't see the cloud-like demeanor of the proud son of the day earlier, his moon-white robe was mottled with blood, and there was even faint blood dripping down his forehead, and the winding blood stained the golden chasing abyss with blood red One piece, his face was not as calm and calm as usual, even on the way they fled from the Western Wilderness, Du Ziteng had never seen such a seething anger on Xiao Chen's face and that even if he died together The terrifying killing intent to destroy it.

The ancestor of Xuelu had a very surprised expression on his face: "You can still stand up after eating the blood demon mark of this seat?"

Xiao Chen's lips were as pale as paper, but he leaned on the long sword and said calmly: "If you fail to kill you, the demon from the outside world, Xiao will not dare to fall down."

Du Ziteng was horrified when he heard the words, a heavenly demon from outside the territory?This evil spirit that seized the blood and slaughtered the ancestor came from outside the realm of comprehension? !

But being revealed his identity, the blood-killing patriarch looked up to the sky and laughed so hard that the entire Chijin space began to tremble faintly: "You, a little golden core, can see through the origin of this seat, and you can be regarded as a character in this small world. It's a pity that the world was born by mistake."

That tone seemed to be a bit regretful at the end.

Xiao Chen didn't answer, and a translucent golden flame gradually ignited on the abyss in his hand. It was the burning fire of the golden core, and every moment was lit with the life essence of the golden core monk. His face was calm, and the killing around him But the sword intent is as firm as a rock, boiling like a tsunami sea.

At this moment, Du Ziteng understood that this battle might no longer be a matter of personal victory or defeat. Although he didn't know the world outside the realm of cultivation, this evil spirit must come with bad intentions, and it would definitely endanger the common people in the world. The devil, the post of the righteous way, even if he knows that it may be a moth to the flame, he will die without regret.

Sure enough, after staying with those sword cultivators for a long time, his brain is broken, and such a clever mind as my master can understand such a stupid idea!Du Ziteng showed a wry smile, he should have found out a lot of magical talismans, but the last thing he held in his hand was an offensive talisman, just like the killing sword intent that was ready to burn everything and never return. Made an irreversible attack gesture.

The sword intent around him was slightly startled, Xiao Chen cast a complex and indistinguishable look, and when the four eyes met, he did not say anything after all, the golden flame on the blood-stained long sword in his hand became more and more blazing, and with a roar, the murderous intent was like a whale swallowing Mountains and rivers poured down like mountains and rivers, Du Ziteng didn't need Xiao Chen's signal, in the tacit understanding between several times of cooperation, the talisman in his hand came out like a rushing current with the killing sword intent!

During the attacks that were coordinated so perfectly that there was almost no gap between them, the blood-slaughter patriarch seemed a little bored, just like a mortal siesta, feeling a little bored by a buzzing mosquito next to his ear. He only gently Moved a step forward.

In the next second, Xiao Chen's complexion turned pale. During this step, the blood-killing patriarch hugged Xiao Chen face to face in an extremely intimate posture, and Du Ziteng seemed to hear something in his ears after being torn apart. With the sound of shattering, the golden flame on Xiao Chen's sword was extinguished soundlessly, and blood gushed out from his lips suddenly.

The ancestor of Xuelu looked as relaxed and freehand as if he had just slapped a mosquito that was bothering his ears. He calmly withdrew his blood-stained right hand from Xiao Chen's dantian without frowning: "I still have business to do. .”

With the next step of the ancestor of blood slaughter, Xiao Chen collapsed silently as if broken. Du Ziteng was so frightened that he was stunned, and he unconsciously stepped forward to help him, and saw gurgling blood gushing from Xiao Chen's abdomen. The dantian was bloody but empty.

Du Ziteng hugged Xiao Chen, smelling the disgustingly strong bloody smell from his nose, his hands were already trembling to the point where he could hardly hold him.

As if throwing off a bit of dust on his sleeve, the ancestor Xuelu walked lightly towards the shadow of the tower.

Xiao Chen's weak voice was as firm as a rock: "Stop... stop... him..."

Du Ziteng turned his head sideways, but he was facing Xiao Chen's eyes that could not be opened and closed. Du Ziteng was afraid, he was very scared, such a powerful demon who was against the sky, he was just a small Qi-refining monk, and Xiao Chen was with the other party, and he was just a small Qi-refining monk. Just a small golden pill...

Seeing Du Ziteng who was so terrified but still tightly hugging him without letting go, for some reason, Xiao Chen's pale lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to show a comforting smile but couldn't do what he wanted. He looked into Du Ziteng's eyes , the low breath was almost unsustainable: "God..."

Amidst the loud bang, Du Ziteng watched helplessly as the ancestor of Xuelu raised his hand and ejected a blood-colored lightning that accurately struck the shadow of the god tower. A crack visible to the naked eye appeared on the dark black sky pillar. The Chijin Space was also shocked violently.

While the sky was shaking, Xiao Chen remained unmoved, and just stared at Du Ziteng stubbornly: "...God..."

Du Ziteng's tears wet his face involuntarily. He bit his lips hard, allowing the blood to spread between his lips and teeth, but he didn't even leak the slightest choked breath. The incomparably proud Divine Walking Talisman, with the salty taste on his lips, quietly stuck to the ruined body in front of him with the broken golden core.

A bright smile suddenly appeared in Xiao Chen's eyes, seeming to praise him for his cleverness and tacit understanding, but also seemed to be joyful, those eyes were more beautiful and charming than all the stars that Du Ziteng had seen in his life.

As Xiao Chen's lips moved silently, it seemed to be the word "run".

Du Ziteng only hugged his arms tightly, but he didn't let go at all.

The Chijin Space trembled again, and after this tremor, it actually began to shake violently.

……

"My apprentice, reopen the Xingyao Palace for the teacher, would you like to go?"

"The apprentice is willing to go."

"From now on, you will be in charge of my Xingyao Palace of the Hengxiao Sword Sect... There is a long way to go, and you have to go forward without hesitation. Can you remember?"

"Yes, Xiao Chen remembers."

……

The previous questions and answers of those ten thousand people unexpectedly resounded in their hearts. Once the determination was made that day, it will never change no matter when and where: since the master can do it, so can he.

A flash of determination flashed in Xiao Chen's eyes, and then, Du Ziteng felt his arms go limp, his arms had lost warmth, and he only saw the blood-stained clothes flash in his eyes, Xiao Chen had no hesitation towards the blood that struck again Kill the ancestors and leave.

Du Ziteng stood still on the spot, only to see that the magical amulet drawn with fine crystal dust light was shining like a galaxy of silver light, reflecting Xiao Chen's figure flying moths into the flame so clearly.

Why do you still go there when you know you are dead?

Maybe he never understood what a sword cultivator is, and he still won't understand it in the future.

Xiao Chen didn't know when there was a small talisman paper in his hand, and that talisman paper roughly painted a cute and bright little sword.

I didn't see how he moved, but I saw streaks of golden brilliance gradually condensing from his body onto the little sword, and the little sword seemed to come to life, coming out of the talisman brilliantly, obviously short and cute, But there seemed to be thousands of stars inside, containing extremely terrifying energy, and Du Ziteng recognized it at a glance. It looked like the flying sword that Master Chang Xiao had used when he made a move in the Hidden Sword Hall.

It was clear that Xiao Chen could barely stand with his sword on his shoulders, dying as if he might fall down at any time, but the blood-killing patriarch seemed to have sensed some great threat, and suddenly turned around: "Soul Sacrifice Sword?!"

At this time, he looked at Xiao Chen with fear and disgust in his eyes.

"Since you want to destroy your soul so much, I will help you!"

He just flicked his finger, and the blood-colored lightning smashed down with the momentum of destroying thunder. Xiao Chen wanted to move his body, but all his mind had already been drawn into the talisman. He only wanted to make this extraterrestrial demon never succeed before he died!

The blood-colored lightning did not land on Xiao Chen's body, a small wooden stick flew from nowhere, and it blocked Xiao Chen's body with a horizontal block. The blood-colored thunder held countless opportunities of destruction, After a split, the purple brilliance on the small wooden stick faded rapidly, and it was also stained with a layer of gray and decayed color.

Du Ziteng felt as if he had been hit hard in the face, and his internal organs seemed to be displaced. He spat out a big mouthful of blood with a wow, and the small wooden stick returned directly to his dantian with a whoosh.

The Patriarch Xuelu was furious at this time, looking at Du Ziteng's blood-colored eyes, murderous aura suddenly appeared: "I wanted to take another look at the Transformation Pill, since I don't know what's good or bad, I'll suck up all your blood and then explore it carefully." look!"

Patriarch Xuelu waved his long sleeves, and Du Ziteng flew towards him involuntarily.

Du Ziteng's consciousness was in a daze at this time, and he couldn't stop the movement of the blood-killing ancestor, but Xiao Chen fell silently and silently in front of the shadow of the tower, and the cute little sword that had been separated from the treasure suddenly shone brightly. Countless blue stars bloom like snowflakes.Behind the crystal and lovely sword, a moon-white phantom loomed: "Put it down!"

The blue starlight condensed like a howling blizzard and rushed towards the blood-killing patriarch, piercing a huge blood hole in his chest!

Patriarch Xuelu looked down at his chest in disbelief. From the huge hole, he could even faintly see the wriggling organs, and even through the hole, he could see him lying on the ground behind him, struggling to swallow the soul. Du Ziteng of Dan.

The blood-killing patriarch raised his scarlet eyes: "You lowly monks from the lower realms, dare to hurt me!!!"

Following this roar, the terrifying hole in the blood-slaughter patriarch's chest closed at a speed visible to the naked eye, but the flesh and blood on his body was also decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After that terrible blow, the radiance of the crystal clear Starlight Sword has dimmed a lot, and the moon-white figure behind it is so transparent that it almost seems to disappear.

Before Xiao Chen had time to launch a second blow, the blood-killing patriarch pulled out a blood-colored seal from between his fingers before the wound healed. Xiao Chen's transparent figure was shocked, obviously he had eaten the blood-colored seal It's a loss.

Under the urging of the blood-slaughter patriarch, the blood demon seal bloomed with a thick bloody light. Upon closer inspection, the whole body of the seal was formed by the fusion of unknown bones, and it was dyed and dyed by the evil spirit of blood. It was blood-colored, and from time to time one could hear howling beasts and eerie cries. As soon as the blood demon seal came out, the entire red gold space seemed to be deformed, as if it couldn't bear it.

The blood demon mark became the size of a millstone in a blink of an eye, and it hit Xiao Chen viciously.

Xiao Chen didn't dare to be careless, and he put all his soul into the talisman, and the crystal sword flashed brightly again, but the moon-white figure had almost disappeared...

The blood demon mark and the little sword smashed hard, and the earth shook immediately. The entire red gold space was blown to pieces, and in places where no one was paying attention, countless illusion spaces were suddenly torn apart. A big crack, the monk who became a prince suddenly found that the palace disappeared out of thin air, and the general who had been fighting for several years suddenly tore the sky when he was fighting fiercely on the battlefield...

But Du Ziteng threw himself into the blue boat and tried his best to look towards the center of the violent collision. Under the pressure of the thick blood light, the light of the little sword became weaker and weaker. When the figure behind the sword completely disappeared, it was actually It was slammed to the ground by the blood light, and it was torn apart.

At this moment, Du Ziteng's heart was ashamed.

However, the upheaval happened at this moment, and no one knew how it happened.

When the blood demon seal slapped the little sword fiercely, it happened to be on the shadow of the divine tower.At that moment, countless divine inscriptions on the shadow of the tower were written at the same time, and those red-golden scriptures were pulled away from the shadow of the tower like a stream of light, and more red-golden scriptures came from every space in the torn red-golden space. Every inch surged out, and in the end these divine scriptures coming from all directions gathered like a river and poured madly into the cold body that was lying on the ground without breath.

The ancestor of Xuelu roared "No", and raised the blood demon mark and threw it at the divine script, but those divine scripts, which were clearly only scattered, were stronger than gold and iron, exuding earth-shattering and terrifying power. In the crisp "Kala" sound, the blood demon seal was actually smashed into two halves, even calling the ancestor of blood killing to stand still.

In the next moment, countless turbulent divine scripts filled the dilapidated body, and red-gold divine scripts could be seen swimming under the texture from time to time, but in a blink of an eye, those broken bones and the big hole in the dantian recovered as before.

Du Ziteng stared blankly at the side, and unexpectedly, he met a pair of opened red golden pupils!