Wen Yiming only heard the sound of the note cracking, but he was not affected by this.lā His attention was completely focused on his mind at the moment, and the faint sword intent drew an arc in the void of his mind, and then disappeared like a phantom of the note in his mind. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, Wen Yiming's teeth rattled involuntarily, his clenched fists and even ten fingers into the flesh, and blood dripped down his palms like threads.

The pain in the center of his eyebrows continued and became more and more dense, until at last he could not even feel a pause, as if a hole had been penetrated in the center of his eyebrows.

The sword intent in his mind slashed through the void one after another, and then disappeared into the notes one by one.

Wen Yiming felt as if his mind wanted to be blown open, but he couldn't do anything about it, so he could only rely on his mental power to tightly protect the four walls of his mind and support it.

A stream of heat came from his nostrils, it was blood!

Then there are the ear holes, the corners of the eyes, and the corners of the mouth

Seven Tricks Bleed!

At this moment, Wen Yiming felt that his concentration could no longer suppress his distracting thoughts.

Just when he was about to collapse, the nebula in his mind that had not been seen for a long time suddenly appeared out of thin air, and the chaotic nebula in the middle emitted a circle of light curtains, softly protecting Wen Yiming's mind.

Is this soul power? It's so strong! Wen Yiming relaxed a little and said secretly.

A few seconds later, the last sword intent passed through Wen Yiming's eyebrows, and the click of a note cracking was heard from the outside world again.

In the next second, the notebook in his mind was shattered, and only a blood-red but slightly transparent page remained, which was densely covered with traces, and the color of the traces was more gorgeous and dazzling than the blood-red page.

He felt countless sword moves emanating from the marks on the page, shooting like sword qi towards the limbs and bones around him.

'欻欻欻欻欻'

There was a series of tearing sounds in Wen Yiming's body, and he could really feel that the skin was cracking, but there was not much blood flowing, as if the wound was stopped the moment the skin was cut.

Still, he felt his clothes soaked, and he didn't know whether it was the sweat from the excruciating pain or the blood that had soaked out of the moment.

The damage on the surface of the body was only secondary, and the main torment was still in the body, those invisible sword intents continued to cut his true qi through the meridians, making him almost lose consciousness in pain.

However, the only thing that made him feel relieved was that he obviously felt that his cultivation was rising, more than ten times faster than absorbing the best Spirit Yuan Crystal Essence. What's even more gratifying is that those true qi internal strengths that were not refined in the promotion to the samurai stage were tempered to the extreme by the overwhelming sword qi at an extremely fast speed at this moment, and they couldn't find the slightest flaw.

And the impurities and exhaust gases that were cut out were forced to be discharged from the open hole one by one by the sword intent.

Wen Yiming didn't know what would happen next, but he knew that if he could hold on and carry it down to save his life, then he would be greeted by a surge in combat effectiveness.

Cultivation is only secondary, and the substantial improvement of true qi is the result that Wen Yiming is most looking forward to. In the spasms and stiff numbness, he almost cried with joy, because he clearly felt that the condensation and condensation of true qi was infinitely close to the liquid state.

He didn't know what the situation was, since he had activated his racial talent after entering the Dark Energy Realm, he felt as if he had entered another path, and the Transformation Strength Realm after that seemed to have nothing to do with him.

Wen Yiming seemed to hold on painfully, but time did not pass long. The sword intent in his body had slowly returned to the pages in his mind, and when the last sword intent fell into the pages, the blood-red pages shattered, and the violent concussion in his mind almost made Wen Yiming fall headlong, and he bled again.

If it weren't for the nine nebulae that spread out in an instant to protect the four walls of his mind, he believed that he was too dead to die anymore.

And just when he felt that the nine nebulae were about to be unable to resist the remaining strength of those exploding fragments, one of the nebulae suddenly shone brightly, emitting a green light, reflecting the entire mind in a verdant state.

In an instant, the remnants of the raging fragments of the paper dissipated without a trace, leaving only a small drop of crimson blood in his mind, and a sharp blade could be faintly seen trembling inside, pulling the blood droplet like a small blood-colored flame.

And the shining nebula also returned to its trajectory with the other eight nebulae, as if it had never moved a bit.

However, Wen Yiming found that in the nebula that shone with a turquoise light, there was a snow-white beast image looming.

Before Wen Yiming could feel it carefully, the blood-colored flame suddenly 'whoosh' and disappeared without a trace.

Immediately after, Wen Yiming felt that he had resumed his movements, and when he opened his eyes, he found that the notes on his lap had disappeared out of thin air.

Before he could think, all over his body, all over his limbs, especially in the center of his eyebrows, there was a sharp pain in an instant, the pain was unbearable, and he even felt that one of his teeth was crushed.

He didn't notice that his whole body was covered in blood, and his white hair had turned red.

Wen Yiming felt as if he was being Ling Chi, and between the clenching of his fists, he felt a sharp sword intent crisscrossing his body.

"Uh-ah, roar!"

It was not a battle howl, but it roared out with a violent killing intent.

At the same time, the clothes on Wen Yiming's upper body instantly shattered, and among the wounds that were cut by the sword qi, the sword qi shot out from all directions.

'Bang~~~! ’

With a loud cracking sound, the Witch God Wooden Carriage, which was as hard as iron, shattered into slag with a bang under the release of hundreds of sword qi.

In the distance, the few people who were sitting on the ground and sitting in a group for a simple meal had already changed their expressions and stood up when they heard the earth-shattering roar.

Everyone felt the wild roar just now, carried with endless killing intent, so violent that it was as if they had seen a bloody purgatory scene, which was terrifying.

Before a few people were in shock, they saw countless fierce sword qi shooting out of the carriage, and at the same time, the carriage had already exploded, filling the sky with fragments of witch god wood. If it weren't for the fact that the coachman had already taken a few dark cloud horses away to feed them, it is estimated that the scene would be extremely bloody.

At this moment, Wen Yiming, who was displayed in front of Yu Tengxiang and several people, was like a bloody man, and the interlaced wounds all over his body were as if they had been burned and healed by the high temperature brought out by the instant friction of the sword qi, which was shocking; The face under the blood-haired dance was extremely cold, and there was no emotion to be found.

"This" Yang Tianhao's back was cold, completely confused.

Gu Jianshu swallowed his saliva with a grunt, looked at the bloody man who exuded layers of bloody murderous aura, and couldn't help but take a step back.

"Is it the Shura Sword Body?" Eyeing Jade Vine Incense, her profound knowledge was well-known throughout the Moxiang Academy, but at this moment, she was so shocked that she seemed to see the legend of the Broken Void.

Xian Yu Qianyang looked at Yu Tengxiang fiercely, the shock in his eyes had turned into terror, and he said in a trembling voice, "It's not impossible!" ”

Donggong Jie and Ai Xiwen Xiangtong didn't have any movements or words, they only felt that their close-fitting clothes had been soaked and were slightly cold.

When they found that there was a dead aura in the killing intent emanating from Wen Yiming's body, Wen Yiming moved again.

The pain continues, and it's still unbearable!

Bowing his head, his finger bones burst into fists, and he pinched out blood like threads

Lean over and bow deeply, your arms stretched out at your sides

Inhale, like a long whale sucking water, as strange as devouring life

The whole process was extremely slow, as if it was gathering momentum, and it was terrifyingly calm.

Just when Wen Yiming's body wounds were about to burst, his next one-shot action, although not fast, was extremely violent.

Straighten your waist and chest, stretch your arms diagonally, raise your head and roar angrily

"Uhh

A circle of blood-colored qi shockwaves spread out in all directions, and dust flew up.

Almost simultaneously with the roar, an image of a blood red blade appeared above Wen Yiming's head, and then fell from the sky.

'Boom! ’

The sound of Jin Ming, which was almost like a substance, came from the center of his eyebrows.

Yutenxiang lost his mind and said, "Sure enough, it's the Shura sword body!" ”

If you are demented in a thousand yangs, "how is it possible"

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