Raised a god

Shen Jinzhi closed his eyes, the sound of the surrounding water stopped, and the surrounding was silent, as if it was a wonderful inner vision.

The shrunken sword was inside his body, shining quietly between the middle and lower dantians.

It is also the first time for Shen Jinzhi to enter the internal vision. The upper part of the lower dantian is a ball like a bubble, and the sword stands in the center, like the master of this place, with a faint light shining.

A phantom slowly formed on the side, vaguely visible as the appearance of a young man, Shen Jinzhi only felt that the angle of view in front of him changed, and the picture in front of him suddenly changed, from the state of looking inside to facing the sword directly, he slightly I was taken aback for a moment, and then thought that maybe my perspective was overlaid on that phantom.

There was nothing but solid under his feet, and he slowly approached the sword.

The sword seemed to have a spirit in the past, and the blade clanged and screamed, ready to come out.

Shen Jinzhi lowered his eyes, Xiao Xuewei's last face is still vivid in his mind, and the girl's charming voice is still in his ears, and Yao... the figure who came from Yujian when we first met, that peerless face, and the gentle and innocent eyes.

In just one day, why were these suddenly destroyed?

Just like in the past, when he saw what he loved, all those good things collapsed, let alone redeeming, he didn't even have the ability to... pull, hook the corner of that person's clothes, replace those injuries No.

He is so weak, some can only be powerless.

It's just a person who met for such a short time, so it's not enough to say how deep the relationship is, but... how could she just leave like this, Xiao Xuewei was still a naive little princess a few days ago, it's okay for him to tease her Interesting, but in such a cold place, you have to experience those... those hardships before you die.

She must have been crying very hard.

Yao, Yao is even more innocent. If it hadn't been for saving Ji Chulian in a good way, Wan Ruizong might have confessed.

Why... always powerless, always... so helpless?

As if sensing his mood, the sound of the sword clanging became louder and louder. He looked up and saw that the sword body was buzzing. He just needs to be like before, just like before... Hold it gently it.

The sword seemed to be speaking, he just had to hold it, and whatever he wanted would come.

His eyes were slightly confused, but he quickly became determined again.

At that moment, a gust of wind was blowing in the bubble, he was slightly taken aback, and when he raised his head, he heard the sound of thunder, and then thin white-purple lightning wrapped around the clanking scabbard.

As if the heavens were against him.

The way of heaven will naturally stop him, Shen Jinzhi thought, this sword must be something extraordinary, he doesn't care whether it is Ji Chubai's adventure, as long as this sword... this sword can cut through this inexplicable way of heaven.

Why would he lose everything he cared about so hard.

Look, it's all this inexplicable way of heaven.

The way of heaven hinders him, oh, why should the way of heaven stop him?

Shen Jinzhi held his hand on the hilt of the sword without hesitation, and the thunder and lightning hit the phantom's palm with blood and flesh, and the bone-piercing numbness made his hand convulse twice unconsciously. He lowered his head, but couldn't help it. Draw out a mocking smile.

When he held the sword, it seemed that everything was vain, and a huge unwillingness rose from his heart. Maybe it was what he had accumulated in the past, and he gritted his teeth and kept silent, so now he is all irritated by this sword.

So what if you block me, the way of heaven is not fair, you block me and always harm me, so I will take this sword and kill you, it doesn't matter.

The thunder and lightning became more and more urgent, he did not retreat but advanced, holding the hilt of the sword in one hand and the scabbard in the other, unexpectedly Tianlei worked so hard in such a small area of ​​the world. So resolute, he just pulled out the sword.

Look, God can't stop him.

Shen Jinzhi didn't know whether his expression was crying or laughing, all his senses were numb under the pain of thunder and lightning, but he vaguely felt the mood in the sword, and vaguely knew what he was going to do next.

Before cutting the sky, he had to kill the dwarf monster first.

The trance vision that was numb by the pain recovered little by little, the water droplets on his face did not fall, he was still picked up in the air by the gun, the blood halo bloomed like flowers, and the dwarf old monster still maintained the disgusting smile before .

The bone-piercing pain of Lei Dian Mu's body seemed to only happen at that moment.

The old dwarf sneered, and grabbed the air with his other hand. There was a huge force in Shen Jinzhi's chest, and he was grabbed from the air abruptly.

He was drenched all over, his hair was messy, and he was in a mess. He was like a bereaved dog.

The dwarf old man was about to tease the mortal again when he was suddenly startled.

At this moment, the aura suddenly fluctuated greatly. He frowned slightly, and looked at the gathering spirit array in the lake. The gathering spirit array was formed by his research for many years. Almost all of the spirit-gathering formations gathered in this lake.

But this condensed aura, which had been calm all along, suddenly went into a riot.

As if being pulled by some strong gravitational force, the imprisoned spiritual power on the lake began to spin crazily.

The cave was dark and difficult to see for a while, and the dwarf was a little flustered for a while.

He has stepped into the Golden Core Dzogchen, that is, he has stepped into the Nascent Soul with half a foot. Such a small amount of spiritual energy is indeed not enough to look at even if it riots, but there is an intuition reminding him that there is something wrong. Riots are indeed rare. He had only seen them in Luozizong before. That senior broke through the Nascent Soul in one fell swoop, and the world was eclipsed by it. The spiritual power within thousands of miles was in turmoil.

Naturally, this situation cannot be compared with what it was back then, but...something seems to be wrong.

There is only a small sixth level of Qi training in front of him, the other one is even more impossible, it is just a mortal.

but……

All of a sudden, the cave was completely dark, there was no light at all, only the sound of water not far away, he was confused at first, then startled, no matter how violent the spiritual power was, the breathing sounds of the other two little ghosts could not be heard. gone?

His heart tightened suddenly. Cultivators are dangerous and unpredictable. He has always believed in his intuition, but those are just two fledgling boys. What on earth does he have to worry about?

Just when he was slightly confused, a sword glow that was so weak that it was almost invisible struck gently.

The sword light was too weak, so weak that he couldn't see it clearly in all the darkness, but when he saw the sword light, his scalp tightened, and he reached out to grab the sword light.

He was a little surprised that the semi-curved sword glow stayed in his hand, it was normal for the sword glow to be crushed by his powerful spiritual power, but why it stayed instead of being broken.

He slightly raised his head to look.

Shen Jinzhi quietly bent the corners of his mouth.

Almost at the moment when the old monster whose half foot had stepped into the Nascent Soul couldn't see clearly, the sword glow suddenly flew into half of his eyes.

The spiritual energy of this hidden path is indeed thin, but when such a small amount of spiritual energy is compressed to such a dim point, it is not too bad at all.