Seeing the sword intent on Sima Qing's body rising, the crowd showed extremely shocked expressions.

"It's really a hell of a life, what he has learned from the Broken World Sword Gorge, the cultivation of the sword path has grown so fast. ”

"Hmph, I thought it was. Someone couldn't see that others were good, and said sourly: "It must be that the sword intent in the Sword Gorge has weakened, after all, the eons have passed, and the effect of the sword intent must be much worse than before, which makes this kid take advantage." ”

After speaking, the people around him glanced at him with stupid eyes, no matter how effective the sword intent was, it was also left by the legendary Qingyuan Sword Master, how could ordinary people benefit from it with a mouthful of luck?

"Don't believe it, this kid can comprehend the sword intent from it, of course I can, I am a disciple of the Twelve Sword Palace!"

As he spoke, the man also cast his gaze on the void that Sima Qing was looking at, "Look, you will be envious later!"

But in just an instant, the person who claimed to be a disciple of the Twelve Sword Palace's complexion changed drastically, and thousands of sword intents burst into his eyes in an instant.

"Ahhh

Its sea of consciousness was destroyed in less than a quarter of an hour, and countless sword intents slashed it into nothingness, and the end that was even worse than Ling Chi caused a 'hissing' sound.

On the contrary, it was Sima Qing, who didn't care about the interference of the outside world, and as the comprehension of the sword intent went to the next level, he couldn't help but feel a little more grateful to the Qingyuan Sword Master who split this world-shattering sword gorge.

The long-handled black sword in his hand completely turned into substance, and the unique luster of metal flashed on its spine.

The eyes of the people around them looked at Sima Qing differently, and it was not an exaggeration to set off a monstrous wave in their hearts, and the shock that Sima Qing gave them was simply incomprehensible.

The intuitive feeling in their hearts is that the sword path in this life has been cultivated to the dog, and Sima Qing is only a third-order, but the other party can actually transform his own sword intent, which is a terrifying talent.

The other party even dared to refine the sword intent in the Sword Gorge for their own use, but they didn't even have the courage to take a look.

"Is this a real kendo genius, that's the sword intent left by the Qingyuan Sword Master!"

To be honest, if you don't live in the Endless Void, you can't feel the oppression brought by the name of Qingyuan Sword Master.

That is a peerless sword master who has suppressed an era, and his sword intent has now been refined by a small third-order sword cultivator, and this spread out must not surprise a bunch of people's eyes.

"Thank you for your help. ”

"Where, where, this is your chance, thank me for what to do!" Originally, the sword cultivator waved his hand again and again, but he was stunned that Sima Qing was such a demonic character.

"Since the Taoist friend has a fate with this seat, then this seat will also give the Taoist friend a chance!"

Sima Qing looked ahead, and the long-handled black sword gradually turned into pure sword intent and merged into the Qingyuan sword, and the other eleven sword patterns followed it into the sword body as if they had found a home.

An eternal sword path coercion shook up from his body, and the black sword light continued to rise behind Sima Qing.

Yizhang... Ten Zhang... Twenty zhang, the eternal sword intent in the void seemed to have met the same kind, and the crisp sword sound resounded.

The endless river of sword intent was mobilized in an instant, as if someone was swinging it behind his back, and a giant sword about a hundred zhang long rose in the sword light behind Sima Qing.

"Cultivate all your life to become an immortal, and kill the sky with a sword!!"

The sword light in Sima Qing's eyes was revealed, as if the endless sword intent converged when he held the Qingyuan sword tightly, and a sword was sacrificed, and thousands of meteorologies were manifested.

On the deck, whether it was a fourth-order sword cultivator or a fifth-order sword cultivator, they were all frightened by this sudden vision.

With this sword slashing out, I saw that the long swords in the hands of the sword cultivators were no longer under the control of their masters, and countless long swords flew out, turning into streamers and flying towards Sima Qing's place.

In the Sword Gorge of the Broken World, on the flat ground where the lowest place was full of swords, those divine swords that shocked the world shook involuntarily.

In the next moment, countless divine swords also rose into the air, converging towards Sima Qing's location.

"What, that's the sword in the most mysterious sword mound in the Sword Gorge of the World!"

"I want every kendo wizard to throw the most beloved natal sword into the world-breaking sword gorge before he dies, just to not humiliate the peerless divine sword in the world, what kind of physique can this person mobilize those divine swords!"

As he spoke, he only looked at the light of the sword, which seemed to cover out the light released by the stars in the void.

"This sword has broken through thousands of stars!!" the magnificent voice echoed in my ears.

The surrounding sword cultivators were all shocked by the brilliance of this sword, but this sword came and went quickly, and when they came back to their senses, countless visions also disappeared in front of them.

"Hey, where's that guy?"

The crowd saw that Sima Qing's body had already turned into countless points of light and dissipated on the deck, and everything that had just happened was like a dream that made the sword cultivators on the deck feel unreal.

The man disappeared out of thin air?

In a dark and elegant small room on the spaceship, the gray-clothed Taoist sitting on the futon suddenly opened his eyes and let go of his senses.

"This breath... Is it the Sword Master?" a faint sigh sounded, "This is the third time..."

...

Somewhere in the void, Sima Qing floated in the void, and the vastness in his eyes returned to his normal state.

"System, what does third-order sword cultivation mean?"

Sima Qing wanted to ask this question on the deck, but he was afraid that people would look at him as a fool, so he waited to ask the system.

[The Heavens and Ten Thousand Worlds, since the opening of the Heavenly Immortal Lord's enlightenment, the cultivation realm has been divided into twelve levels, and the host is now in the third stage!]

"Twelfth Order? My Heavenly Immortal is only the Third Order, so how is the Twelfth Order divided?" Sima Qing said in surprise, but he was not too shocked.

[Ding ~ Before refining gas and refining essence, it can be called the first order, the realm of earth immortals is called the second order, the realm of heavenly immortals is the third order, Taiyi Xuan Immortal is the fourth order, Taiyi Golden Immortal is the fifth order, as for the sixth order, it is Da Luo Jin Xian!]

"Da Luo Jin Immortal is only the sixth order?" Sima Qing wondered.

It stands to reason that Da Luo Jin Immortal has reached the realm of immortality and immortality, the three flowers are gathered at the top, and the five qi are in the Yuan, and they should have reached the seventh order in Sima Qing's imagination.

[Does the host think this is the end?The sixth order of the Great Luo Golden Immortal is because there is also the seventh order called the watershed after it!]

"Seventh Order? Could it be a saint?"

[The seventh order, called the quasi-saint, don't think that the quasi-saint is very weak, under the saint, the quasi-saint is alone in the heavens, and the strongest person in many planes is only the quasi-saint cap. 】

Sima Qing gained so much information for a while, his brain was a little shocked, and he was half paid, and then slowly asked, "What about the eighth order?"

[The eighth order is the realm of the Mixed Yuan Daluo Golden Immortal, which can also be called a saint! If you don't enter the eighth order, you will eventually become an ant! Only when you reach this realm can the host achieve enlightenment, otherwise no matter how strong you are, you are just an ant that has been wiped out by others!]

"Eighth Order! The saint is only the eighth order, how strong should he be after the eighth order, and how far should he reach the twelfth order?" Sima Qing muttered.

[After the eighth order, it is an unimaginable realm, if it does not hit the host's cultivation heart in the future, I won't tell the host why for the time being, and the host doesn't have the permission to inquire for the time being!]

"Blow? Sima Qing smiled lightly, waved his robe, and said proudly: "The road of preaching is like a long night, and I will also break it with a sword!"