An Alternative Crash Method for Sword Cultivation

Mu Tianxiang slowly closed his eyes, but he heard Huang Long's gentle voice say: "The reincarnation disk uses the cause and effect of the two of you to exchange for that person's soul. But you are overestimated, challenged again and again, have you ever gotten tired of it?"

The Tianjing Pavilion was vibrating rumblingly, trying its best to contend with external forces, as if it was being squeezed into something dense, if one was not careful, everyone in the pavilion would be squeezed into a pulp.

Zheng Mo and the others felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy, they felt that the black elm sword intent melted faster like ice and snow meeting the scorching sun, and the sword intent in their entire body was insufficient, so they had to cut their wrists together, the blood was like The waterfall pours over the roots of the trees.

However, Mu Tianxiang felt that this small boat that was about to sink in the storm could not be more suitable for his current state of mind. He turned his head and stared deeply at Lin Fangsheng's face, then slowly closed his eyes, showing a sad smile, and said in a low voice: "This I have lived for thousands of years in vain, I have given everything I have, I have nothing else to ask for, I only wish to spend a day with that person as in the beginning...Why is it so hard to find?"

Huang Long didn't answer, just stretched out his hand: "Since that's the case, why are you obsessed with it?"

Mu Tianjiang took out the samsara disc, which was an ordinary brass gossip-shaped disc, densely engraved with inscriptions.

Huang Long took it over and carefully put it into Lin Fangsheng's Qiankun Ring.

Mu Tianjiang had already taken out the golden Dragon Slaying Spear, activated it with spiritual power formulas, and broke the first level of restriction.

Outside the Tianjing Pavilion, Helian Wancheng stands majestically on the broken column, the strong wind blows around, and in the deep and shallow dark vortex, only his snow-white figure stands abruptly, with the sword in his hand slantingly pointing down. , the tip of the spear flickered, let the strong wind blow, and the hem of his clothes fluttered, he was still as tall and straight as a gun, and his expression did not waver at all.

The Tianjing Pavilion shook again, and a golden beam of light lit up, illuminating the darkness directly in front of it. In the darkness that was originally empty, a vortex gradually emerged.

The Tianjing Pavilion was moving like lightning, and it crashed into the vortex abruptly, bumping and shaking, trembling and cracking.

Huanglong looked stern in the pavilion, the mantra was continuously drawn from the fingertips, and gradually expanded, and the golden and red runes spread outward, resisting the pressure of the turbulent flow of time and space.

Mu Tianxiang is a cross-tribulation demon cultivator, but now he doesn't care about other things. He only pours his spiritual consciousness into the Dragon Slaying Spear, and breaks through the sixth layer from the golden and complicated restrictions.

Unexpectedly, the deeper the restriction, the more difficult it is to deal with, and now sweat is dripping from his stern face, dripping onto the floor.

After all, the black elm was young, and several branches couldn't resist the pressure, snapping and snapping off one after another.

Zheng Mo and Yan Ye looked at each other again, and pulled Si Huajun over who had finished setting up the formation, with a swipe of his sword, the blood of the red dragon was also mixed into the roots of the black elm tree.

Although Si Huajun looked worried, he also knew that the crisis was at this moment. If there were any more disputes, the whole army might be wiped out, so he just kept these in his heart.

At the end of the space-time storm, a blurred white shadow finally appeared.

When the pressure of the storm subsides a little, some monsters with light blue fluorescence all over their bodies, gracefully swaying and swaying, appear around them.

Each of them looked like a dragon, but only three feet long, and they breathed out light blue missiles, which slammed into the Tianjing Pavilion.

With a shock of the Helian Wancheng Sword Divine Spear, a burst of harsh and tyrannical sword intent was set off, like countless sharp knife points, attacking those dragon-shaped monsters, strangling them clean.

Although those monsters looked ferocious and attacked ferociously, they were mainly based on mana, but they were not very strong themselves, so they were all beheaded by Helian Wancheng.

It's just that the number is astonishing, the closer to the exit, the denser they are, and the blue light all over the body actually illuminates the dark passageway with a faint blue, just like the bottom of the water.

He Lian Wancheng didn't move much, he just swiped the sword god spear horizontally, and the sword intent turned into countless filaments, and then entangled into a big net, silently, attacking in all directions, those dragon-shaped monsters were beheaded It was broken into several pieces, and then shattered into bright fluorescent blue fragments, and suddenly there were light blue fragments all over the sky, magnificent and pleasing to the eye, really beautiful.

Then it was swept away by the turbulence of time and space.

The exit was just around the corner, but there was a huge light blue figure standing in front of Tianjing Pavilion.

But the giant monster dragon, hundreds of times bigger than those monsters just now, opened its huge mouth again, and a huge firefly blue mana ball was gradually taking shape.

Helian Wancheng landed on one knee, gripping the sword and spear tightly, with a strong sword intent, concentrated like a substance, piercing the storm layer by layer, with a terrifying spiritual pressure, so that people dare not look directly at it.

Then he leaped forward, turning into a mighty golden long sword, leaving the Tianjing Pavilion, and piercing towards the giant dragon, the momentum was astonishing, even more frightening than the storm.

The mana ball barely left his mouth, but was pierced by the golden giant sword, and exploded with a bang, bursting out a dazzling blue and white light, which caused the storm to deflect a little bit, and the Tianjing Pavilion shook several times, and there were more There are several deep and long cracks, but they are still rushing forward tenaciously.

The golden giant sword that pierced through the mana ball remained undiminished, piercing through the dragon's mouth and stabbing out from the back of the head.

The giant dragon let out an earth-shattering roar, with a huge blood hole in the back of its head, struggled a few times in mid-air, its huge body fell heavily, and smashed into the forest full of flowers, splashing countless birds, beasts and tree trunk debris.

Tianjing Pavilion also broke through the storm barrier and entered the Unbounded Center.

In this dark, empty and boundless center, there is a sound of birds and flowers, boundless trees and seas, and above the majestic mountains, there is a little green flash. If you look at it with the extreme eye, you can see that the flash is a suspended circle. On the formation is a cyan prismatic jade pillar with the height of two people.

It is slowly relaxing the vigorous vitality to the surroundings.

Helian Wancheng fell back into the courtyard of the Tianjing Pavilion, his face was pale, his breathing was rare, and his spiritual power was exhausted.

It was the first time for Zheng Mo and the others to see Master like this. This battle was really difficult and dangerous.

Around the Tianjing Pavilion, it was surrounded by countless flying dragon monsters.

Huang Long shouted: "Advance to the core at full speed, but if there are obstacles, shoot and kill!"

It was released with countless runes, and the golden and red runes flew out of the Tianjing Pavilion, turning into raging flames, burning those strange birds and beasts into wailing and screaming.

Then there were monks from other worlds who came riding a strange bird, using various magic weapons for long-range attacks, ice arrows, fireballs, lightning and wind blades, coming from all directions.

Helian Wancheng's face was bloodless, but he still jumped up, and the sword spear was thundering, and it was suddenly thrust into a piece of wood, and the sword field suddenly opened, blocking all the attacks.

Then, his figure swayed slightly, and bright red blood slowly oozed from the corner of his mouth.

Zheng Mo couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted: "Master!" With a flash of his figure, holding the spirit sword in his hand, he jumped up and killed the monsters outside the Tianjing Pavilion.

Lin Fangsheng also forced himself to wake up and jumped out of the pavilion. At this time, his Nascent Soul was cultivated, and the Tiangang Disha Sword Formation had increased to 72 spirit swords. Hit, raindrops generally fall one after another.

But this time, no one controlled the Tianjing Pavilion magic circle, and the speed dropped sharply.

Although Helian Wancheng was deeply injured, he still had a stern expression and shouted: "Go back."

Lin Fangsheng gritted his teeth, his eyes were bloody and murderous, and said: "You are all fighting, how can I stand still!"

At this time, there was a long dragon chant, but it was Si Huajun who appeared in his original form, rushing into the densely packed enemy formation, and countless fireballs and ice arrows landed on the bright red gem-like scales one after another.

Not to be outdone, Yan Ye jumped up, bit a huge bird-shaped monster, and tore apart the rain of blood.

It's just that the enemies are gathering more and more, it seems to be endless.How big a world is in this center, but it makes people feel chills when they think about it carefully.

Helian Wancheng's tone became even colder: "Go back!"

Lin Fangsheng suppressed his inner turmoil, and in the end he was afraid of his master's order and closed his eyes fiercely.

Just now Huanglong was cursing, he jumped off the remnant wall of Tianjing Pavilion, ran into the eyes of the formation, forcefully mobilized his aura, and accelerated forward.

This kind of squeezing potential made Lin Fangsheng's Nascent Soul appear to be broken.

However, Mu Tianxiang didn't care about the outside world, he gritted his teeth and resisted the ninth layer of restraint, but made no progress.

Huang Long said anxiously: "You little devil! With a thousand years of cultivation, this ability can't even break the ban that I casually placed 10 years ago!"

However, Tianjing Pavilion was gradually approaching the blue jade pillar amidst the fighting among the crowd.

Huanglong's fingers trembled, he forced himself to draw Taoist talismans, his green shirt was drenched with sweat, and he only shouted: "Hurry up! If you don't make a move, I will die here if I wait!"

Mu Tianjiang was provoked by him, his mouth was sweet, and he vomited a mouthful of blood, his resistance was a little weaker.

Outside the Tianjing Pavilion, the army was overwhelming, and the people of Helian Wancheng were besieged.

At the very moment, a scream was heard, and a golden sword shadow pierced the air, broke into the Tianjing Pavilion, and coincided with Mu Tianxiang's figure. The figure was hazy, and his face was surprisingly like Gongye Mingjing.

When these two figures overlapped, Mu Tianjiang's aura became several times stronger, and the Dragon Slaying Spear in his hand was also shining like a golden light, piercing through the sky, his murderous aura was like surging rivers and raging seas, as if he wanted to open up this small space!

The ninth layer of restriction was finally broken.

Those monks and monsters from other worlds were also scared back a little by the astonishing killing intent.

I saw two superimposed shadows, like mirror images, jumping up from the Tianjing Pavilion. The golden gun in my hand was like the scorching sun hanging high, emitting a radiant light, which made people unable to look at themselves.

Huanglong also jumped out of the Tianjing Pavilion and shouted loudly: "Golden Dragon Slaying Spear, one shot can cut off cause and effect, one shot can cut off yin and yang! Slash!"

Mu Tianjiang and Gongye Mingjing, one in a black cloak and the other in a golden dragon robe, were fluttering in the murderous wind, with stern expressions on their faces, and they also shouted at the same time: "One shot cuts cause and effect, one shot cuts yin and yang. Block my way Those who violate my will, beheaded. Those who are against my will, beheaded!!"

The violent drinking was like a rumble of spring thunder, and the Dragon Slaying Spear was raised high in the dazzling golden light, but Huang Long said at this moment: "Quickly dodge!"

He was the first to fall back into the eye tower of the formation, quickly modified the formation, and the Tianjing Pavilion was as fast as a ghost, and quickly retreated for more than a hundred miles.

Mu Tianjiang and Gongye Mingjing looked serene.

Mu Tianjiang asked, "Have you ever regretted it?"

Gongye Mingjing smiled and said: "Though I didn't want to make a mistake, I have to follow it."

Mu Tianjiang also smiled, but his tiredness disappeared completely.

In the roaring hurricane, the two raised the Dragon Slaying High, and then swung down the destructive spear together.

The cyan jade pillar was crushed by this gunshot, fell apart, exploded suddenly and violently, and set off a torrential wave. The nearby monster monks, unable to dodge in time, were all involved, torn apart, and died unexpectedly.

The Tianjing Pavilion was always separated by more than a hundred miles, and it also creaked and cracked in this violent turmoil, and it seemed to be crumbling.

Helian Wancheng and others also stood on the top of the Tianjing Pavilion, looking at the blue color in the distance, when it suddenly went out and then turned on, it turned into a terrifying energy that devoured the world, engulfing and tearing countless living beings. broken.

This place was originally picturesque with mountains and rivers, full of vitality, but in a short while, it turned into a Shura hell, a miserable situation on earth.

The army that drove them to a desperate situation, now there are only a few scattered people, fleeing in all directions, everything is silent, there are occasional wailing and neighing, but it makes this space even colder and desolate.

The edge of the blue sky is also being gradually swallowed by shadows.