Sword light and sword shadow, sword guts and heart!

The strings flew, and the sword-wielding samurai drew a crescent arc in the night, graceful and poignant, one after the other, the corpse fell, and after a while, it stood up again, and the place was already overcrowded!

Thousands of miles of fertile fields, all the light of the sword dance, and the emperor is alone in it, swimming freely, between the swing of the sleeve robe, wisps of lightning will pour out from the palm, and it is a beautiful arc, the color is bright and dazzling, brilliant and sublimated!

The samurai fell in batches, and stood up in batches, as if they could never be killed, and the battle never stopped, as if the scales of victory would be tilted, and the lone child might be swallowed up by the sword.

However, he walked leisurely, walked and stopped, there was no panic at all, the lightning in his hand flickered, as if there was a Dao, he flew up into the sky, and hung upside down, the lightning in his hand was faster than swinging a knife, a light was stacked with a light, in the dark night there was only a sword and sword shadow, no figure.

He didn't worry about whether he could finish the kill, he wasn't in a hurry, and he wasn't worried that these newly killed ones would come back to life again, so he was practicing his hands, the more enemies like this, the better, and the more he couldn't kill, the better!

His so-called "lightning" blooms in the starry night with enchanting flowers, with the sorrow and fragrance of blood, in the night when no one appreciates, in the night full of killing, quietly opens, all the enemies have been killed by it, and then resurrected, and then resurrected.

The lightning type grew like this, he realized all kinds of marksmanship, swordsmanship, and Taoism in the Tianxing Method, all little by little through a little energy in his hand, turned into a type of lightning, each move is different, or stronger, or weaker, or stagnant, he thought, he looked for the direction, and turned over and over the memories of the people who were killed and devoured before, looking for information about the moves in the fragments of those memories, chaotic, dense, he hoped to find a "lightning style" that fits him in such a complicated and boring soul fragment", and then integrate it to seek new changes.

The moves and patterns were all figured out by him, and he borrowed from them, and he flipped through those soul fragments over and over again, and all the information about the exercises was paid attention to by him, and gathered together to form a system, which was specially refined in his mind, not only for this time to read, but also for every future view.

There were so many soul fragments stored in his mind, he had devoured so many Holy Spirits, all their memories had been obtained by Devan, it was just chaotic and needed to be sorted out, and it took a lot of time to sort out these fragments, and when the fragments in his mind reached a massive level, in order to greatly improve the efficiency of retrieval, he had to do something about it.

The mind is a storage bank, if he can't extract the information he needs from it, such as the law and supernatural powers, then this storage is worthless, and he needs to do something unprecedented now, tidy up his mind!

His mind is too chaotic, he has hundreds of years of law comprehension fragments, endless law rune mysteries, countless cultivators' memory fragments, and his own perception experience...... There are too many things, he is only six or seven years old, and he has put so many things in his brain, if he doesn't sort it out, he is afraid that he will go crazy because of it!

I'm afraid that not many people will be in a situation like him, so there should not be many people like him, who will think of developing their minds and making themselves clearer!

In the land of eternal night, endless warriors are fighting against him, and he is also testing the new lightning form over and over again, and his mind is even more busy, and he is crazy to think about sorting out his mind at this moment of great war!

He is accustomed to multitasking, when there is not much threat, he becomes like this, does not let his mind stop, cannot be idle, cannot be wasted, he treats himself as cruel and bloody ten thousand times as he treats his enemies!

With the killing, with the sorting, one by one soul fragments were thrown out of his mind, these are all refined, no longer useful soul fragments, after the transformation of devouring power, turned into the energy of the demon sea and the heart sea, for him to conquer and consume.

The soul fragments in his mind are becoming fewer and fewer, simpler and simpler, all of them are classified, and everything that should be thrown away is thrown away as energy, and the rest is the essence! His mind, since he devoured so many Holy Spirits and absorbed so many law runes, has not been as easy as it is now! He used to be as heavy as an otter, but now he is as light as a wild goose, flying and flying, going everywhere, and swimming at will!

At this time, and then sort out the required exercises from his mind, such as grasping it, he can do it when he thinks of it, and the rune fragments about the move exercises seem to be on the table, and there seems to be a silent little man in Difan's mind, and the villain who is meditating on meditation has been watching these intently.

The lightning in his hand became more and more familiar......

Suddenly.

A bright light arose in his hand, and suddenly his lightning was like a round of sun, dazzling and bright, and in this moment, the eternal night became more brilliant than the day!

The lightning in his hand is no longer as bright as the crescent moon, but as bright as the sun!

In this instant, all the sword-wielding samurai died!

"Lightning-hearted!"

This is the technique he created, and at this moment it finally came out, and a technique that is truly a powerful killer move was created by him! Such a killing move, a one-hit killing move created by gathering and condensing all the moves he knew, one move, ten thousand laws are destroyed!

Silence, no more swords, no more sword and sword shadows, and no sword guts, everything is nothing, the conscience is shot in one go, the mighty and mighty, all dissatisfied, all are eradicated!

Kill all the samurai in the shortest possible time, that is, you will clear the level.

Di Fan could have done it a long time ago, he deliberately let the newly resurrected warriors not kill, so that they could always maintain the state of "eternal life", and now that his move has been completed, it is advisable to fight quickly, and there is no need to fight!

Ask your heart and be empty!

Scene transformations.

Above a star, on the Gobi Desert, the sun is setting, the vendors have closed their stalls, but the warriors have not yet collected their swords.

A samurai with a sword in his arms are waiting in the desert, wearing a straw hat, unable to see his expression, a six or seven-year-old child lands out of thin air, this is their goal, their sword needs to lick the blood, cut the child, that is, success, regardless of the rest.

Rush to kill!

Without hesitation, cleanly, they were waiting for this moment, and before the child could settle down, their swords had already come out, flying in the shadows, and the night was coming, and the blades could not be recovered.

The child's hand has already floated the light, royal blue, crystal dreamy, really not suitable to appear in the Gobi everywhere in the yellow sand, the moment they shoot the sword, the light in the child's hand is the first step to throw out, how can you believe it?

The picture seems to be frozen, one by one the raised hands of the samurai holding sharp blades stay in mid-air, their faces still have killing intent, they are already very fast, almost the moment the other party lands, their killing moves have already attacked, but they are still slow.

It's not that they're slow, it's that the other party is too fast.

A ray of light swept through, and the heart was asked!

With only one move, no fancy moves and movements, the Gobi Desert was flooded with eternal blue light, and the yellow desert was covered with a layer of blue brilliance.

All the samurai went to their deaths.

This was the cleanest of all, and the second time he used the lightning form, the Asking Heart, his enemy, was a cultivator in the mortal realm.

"It's not enough. ”

This time, he didn't parry any moves, he preemptively launched the most powerful attack, but such an attack was far from enough for Di Fan, because his enemy was not strong enough.

A mortal slapped down and killed a few flies, can it be called powerful?

A mortal slapped down and slapped an elephant to death, which is called amazing!

Just as Emperor Fan sighed, a rune appeared in the sky.

"The third level of Ethereal Space, the Killing of the Eternal Night, the regular battle, successfully clear the level, and reward 3000 years of perception fragments!"

"The third level of the ethereal space, the killing of the eternal night, the battle of strengthening, successfully clear the level, and reward 6,000 years of perception fragments!"

"Re-enter the ethereal space, the fourth level will be activated in a random scene, the death of the moth!

"Whew!" Di Fan took a deep breath, thinking about trying to be calm, but he was still attracted by this fragment of cultivation comprehension again!

Suddenly, his perception was raised from 1,200 years to 3,000 years, and then to 6,000 years! He was only six and a half years old! Is it really good to give him so many fragments of perception?

"Is it because the difficulty of the battle has increased a lot?"

So how many years of fragments of perception will the next victory give it?

The number of years of perception fragments here is not to say how old the emperor has grown, but a kind of perception fragments that are suitable for all cultivators to absorb in an instant, and the more years, the more the amount it represents, not that he has really cultivated for many years.

Emperor Fan has never used these things, the first three hundred years of perception fragments, he is in his heart, one is suddenly heard that he is three hundred years old, for only a few years old he is like a long life, really reluctant to use, now three thousand years, six thousand years of perception fragments he has, he does not cherish the three hundred years of perception fragments very much, the human heart is not enough to swallow snakes, this is also ......

He returned to the present world, in a nameless cave......

The sleeping baby girl, the silent dreadnought monument, still no one has come, it seems that the Holy Spirit outside is really scared, and they don't dare to trespass in anymore, this is worry-free, it seems that there is a roaring dragon at home that is really stronger than anything else......

He took out the three-hundred-year-old comprehension fragment, the golden-colored crystal, shining with a strange light, what was stored in it was three hundred years of cultivation comprehension, for ordinary cultivators, it was equivalent to three hundred years of cultivation in an instant!

"I don't know what will happen to me if I eat it. ”

After a moment of hesitation and anticipation, he opened his mouth, and the powerful suction force sucked this fragment of perception into it, not into the abdomen and chest, but straight to his mind!