c_t; The death sword intent that permeated the front was not clear, and Luo Xiu followed the sense of this martial intent and stepped forward. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info. For more up-to-date chapters, visit: ww.

As you move forward, the power of the death martial intent becomes clearer and stronger, and the invisible martial intent power makes people feel that their body and soul are on the verge of death.

Luo Xiu released his sword killing martial intent to fight against the death sword intent, and at the same time, the second map of the origin law of life and death appeared in his mind, and he comprehended the mystery of the wheel of life and death in the heavens, especially the mystery that focused on the power of death.

Unconsciously, Luo Xiu was immersed in this state of selflessness.

Long Ming used to be a powerhouse comparable to the Ninth Order Martial Emperor, although he fell to the innate realm because of the secret method of killing the heavens, but its realm was still there, and under the shroud of this death sword intent, it would not be affected by anything.

"This kid has been immersed in the realm of selfless epiphany, and he has no defense against the outside world, do you want to take the opportunity to 'kill' him?"

Long Ming's eyes rolled, and he was almost coerced into the divine sense imprint by Luo Xiu in the Ten Thousand Demon Secret Realm, which has always made it a little angry.

However, when he thought of the Divine Sense Seal, Long Ming was a little hesitant, because once Luo Xiu died, the Divine Sense Mark would explode, and with its current congenital-level fragile Consciousness Sea, he was afraid that it would collapse directly and die.

"Uncle Long, I died nine times to live out the second life, if I die like this, I will really lose a lot. Long Ming's heart hesitated.

At this moment, Long Ming sensed a subtle 'wave' movement, and the shadowless dragon was born with the power of space, and his perception was naturally very keen.

It saw a vague and looming 'yin' soul flying over, sensing the yang energy of a living person on Luo Xiu's body, and instantly rushed over frantically.

"Do you want to help?" Long Ming's eyes flickered, although it was only at the innate level now, it was still easy to stop a god-refining level 'yin' soul.

However, this idea was soon rejected by Long Ming, and he said secretly: "It is best to let this 'yin' soul destroy this kid's epiphany, if he is seriously injured because of this, Uncle Long and I will have more time to improve our strength, and then we will be able to turn against the guest and get rid of the control of his divine sense." ”

Thinking of this, Long Ming sneered, his body disappeared in the space, ignoring the 'yin' soul that pounced on Luo Xiu.

Epiphany, for any martial cultivator, is a dream.

Once you enter the state of epiphany, the whole person's mind will enter the state of emptiness, and it will be easier to comprehend the mysteries in the martial arts, and the strength will improve by leaps and bounds.

Luo Xiu was immersed in a state of epiphany at this moment, in his sea of consciousness, the death sword intent turned into a pitch-black war knife, and his own mind turned into a war sword, and the swords constantly collided, from which he understood the 'essence' essence of the death sword intent. [Download the full works]

Suddenly, he realized something, his body instinctively made a move, raised his hand and pointed out.

This seemingly ordinary finger contains the breath of death, making people feel as if they are facing a death crisis, and they can't resist it at all.

"This is the power of the Death Martial Intent?" all kinds of feelings became clearer and clearer in Luo Xiu's heart.

Under the martial intent of death, it will make people have the illusion of facing a desperate situation of death, and the feeling from the depths of the soul is irresistible, and there is no doubt about death, and there will be timidity, fear, fear, and even half of the strength of a body is difficult to exert itself.

However, Luo Xiu didn't know that his point was exactly the direction of the 'Yin' soul rushing towards him.

The aura of death spread, and the 'yin' soul blurred human face showed boundless horror, and the illusory body instantly collapsed and dissipated without a trace.

"Nima, is this okay?" Long Ming was dumbfounded, "This kid is too demonic, he has comprehended the mystery of the martial intent of death so quickly?"

At this moment, Luo Xiu opened his eyes and happened to see the scene of the 'yin' soul collapsing and dissipating.

He reached out and grabbed it, and the Netherworld Death Flame rose between his palms and fingers, grabbing directly towards Long Ming, who was integrated with the space on his shoulder.

Seeing this scene, Long Ming was shocked, and his first reaction was to move away, but he suddenly felt a pain in the sea, and the connection with the power of space was instantly cut off.

"Bastard! Damn the Divine Brand!"

Long Ming roared angrily in his heart, knowing that it was Luo Xiu who had triggered the Divine Sense Imprint, which made his soul feel the sea of pain.

The moment it broke off from the power of space, its silver-white 'colored' figure appeared, and Luo Xiu pinched its neck.

Under the scorching heat of the Netherworld Death Flame, Long Ming screamed in pain.

After a while, Long Ming's cry became weaker and weaker, like a silver-white 'colored' dead snake, which was carried by Luo Xiu in his hand.

Luo Xiu's face was expressionless, and his eyes stared coldly at the shadowless dragon in his hand, revealing a fierce killing intent.

"I know it's wrong, don't burn it again, burn it again and you'll die!" Long Ming shouted weakly, scorching under the Netherworld Death Flame, dying in pain.

"Do you know that you almost killed me just now?" Luo Xiu sneered, and did not withdraw the Netherworld Death Flame between his palms.

"I won't dare to ...... again," Long Ming begged for mercy again and again.

"Next time, I will directly trigger the Divine Sense Imprint and make your soul fly away!" Luo Xiu gave a cold warning, and threw Long Ming to the ground.

Long Ming slumped on the ground, scolding himself in his heart for provoking this evil star, if he hadn't sneaked into the Taixuan 'Gate' 50,000 years ago and wanted to steal the Xuanji Stone, he would not have been suppressed in the underground palace of the Ten Thousand Demon Secret Realm and almost died of old age in it.

"It's stronger than people, Uncle Long is swimming in shallow water now, let's bear this evil breath for the time being!"

"Uncle Long, I can bend and stretch, first let your stinky boy be majestic, sooner or later, Uncle Long, I will turn over. ”

Long Ming's heart was full of resentment, but he didn't dare to 'revea' it at all.

Luo Xiu also knew that this Long Ming was an ancient powerhouse, and it was because of the coercion at the beginning that he was willing to be branded with divine consciousness to follow him, in fact, he has always had a backbone, and as long as he has the opportunity, he wants to eat himself and get rid of control.

However, Luo Xiu believes that as long as he is given enough time, sooner or later he will be able to wipe out the arrogance that belongs to the ancient dragon clan, and as for wanting to cultivate beyond his own control, Luo Xiu will naturally not let this kind of thing happen.

"Don't lie on the ground and pretend to be dead, this is the first and last time, understand?" Luo Xiu said coldly.

Long Ming nodded hurriedly, after this lesson, it also clearly knew that this evil star was not easy to provoke, and the sad life under the fence could only continue.

After comprehending the martial intent of death, the aura of death spreading here naturally could not cause the slightest obstacle to Luo Xiu.

This death sword intent has survived at least 50,000 years and can still survive to this day, which shows that its owner must be a great martial arts powerhouse.

After walking through the area permeated by the martial intent of death, a strong 'yin' qi rushed towards him, and this 'yin' qi was extremely pure, making him feel that his cultivation was faintly showing signs of a breakthrough.

"You give me the Dharma Protector. ”

Luo Xiu said a word to Long Ming, and then sat cross-legged and began to absorb and refine the pure 'yin' qi here.

Refining this pure 'yin' qi, the effect of cultivation is simply very different from that of heaven and earth yuanqi.

Luo Xiu's cultivation began to improve continuously, and it didn't take long for an even more powerful aura to spread from his body, and his cultivation broke through to the sixfold realm of refining gods.

"Damn, this goddamn demon 'bastard' broke through again......" Feeling the more powerful True Yuan 'wave' on Luo Xiu's body, Long Ming suddenly soared in his heart.

The higher Luo Xiu's cultivation, the more he wants to surpass the other party in cultivating to get rid of the imprint of divine consciousness, the more he has to work.

With the improvement of cultivation, because he mastered the second kind of martial intent, under the combination of death martial intent and sword killing martial intent, Luo Xiu's divine sense was also improved, reaching the realm of refining gods and nine folds.

All this did not stop, Luo Xiu continued to absorb the pure 'yin' qi, and his cultivation was still improving and improving.

In the sea of his mind and consciousness, Luo Xiu was also cultivating the "Soul Condensing Xuangong", and one after another divine consciousness was condensed into a sword shape, like an illusory sword shadow, shuttling back and forth around the bead of life and death.

After a long time, Luo Xiu raised his head and let out a long whistle, suddenly opened his eyes, and stood up.

A strong aura spread out from the body, and the aura of death and fierce killing intent filled the surrounding space, making the shadowless dragon dragon Long Ming, whose body and space were fused, all of them 'forced' to appear.

"'Bastard', 'bastard', 'bastard'......" Long Ming was shocked and angry, the stronger Luo Xiu's strength, the more unhappy it was.

Luo Xiu's indifferent gaze swept Long Ming's glance, this Gu Shadowless Dragon was much more honest after being taught a lesson, and he didn't take advantage of his cultivation to make some small moves.

Sweeping his gaze around, Luo Xiu's divine sense sensed that the open space where he was surrounded by death martial intent, only the small area he was in was not affected, and there was pure 'yin' qi.

This pure 'yin' qi seems to have been blocked by the martial intent of death, which is why it is condensed here.

Luo Xiu thought about it for a moment and understood that the clearing where he was should be the place where the master of the Death Martial Intent had cultivated.

The pure 'yin' qi was all absorbed by him, and his cultivation was improved to a small realm, which made Luo Xiu feel unfinished.

Suddenly, Luo Xiu's gaze was fixed on more than ten meters away, a dry bone sat cross-legged, and next to this dry bone, there was also a 'yin' soul floating in the air.

But unlike the other 'Yin' spirits, this 'Yin' soul did not pounce on him, but floated in place a little sluggishly, sometimes raising its illusory and vague arm and waving it a few times.

Luo Xiu noticed the movement of this 'Yin' soul, and his pupils shrank slightly, because the traces of the 'Yin' soul's arm waving faintly carried a trace of the subtlety of death martial intent.

Suddenly, this 'yin' soul seemed to have a sense, and a pair of godless eyes looked at Luo Xiu.

This 'yin' soul is very different, it is actually a 'yin' soul that seems to have self-awareness.

Generally, the 'yin' soul that can give birth to self-consciousness must at least reach the level of the ghost monarch, which is equivalent to the realm of the martial monarch in martial cultivation.

And the 'yin' soul that Luo Xiu saw, the aura 'wave' on his body was only the sevenfold refining god, which was far from the realm of the Ghost Monarch.

"Who are you?" a wave of divine consciousness entered Luo Xiu's perception.

Luo Xiu stared at this strange 'yin' soul and said lightly: "I'm Luo Xiu, who are you?"

"Who am I?" The 'yin' soul face was 'suspicious', his eyes were glazed, and he seemed to be seriously thinking about who he was.

Luo Xiu looked at Long Ming and asked, "When I was cultivating just now, this 'Yin' soul stayed there all the time?"

"Yes, this 'yin' soul should have a strong obsession during its lifetime, so even if it turns into a 'yin' soul in the land of extreme 'yin' after death, the obsession is still preserved. ”

Long Ming said, "There was a legend in ancient times that the obsession of some martial arts powerhouses could cross reincarnation and would not dissipate after a hundred reincarnations. ”

"Obsession?" Luo Xiu's heart moved slightly, remembering that the spirit of reincarnation said that the special feeling that appeared when he faced Yan Xiruo was an obsession.

His eyes looked at the 'yin' soul who was still thinking about who he was, and what was his obsession?

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