In this way, after cultivating in the sword shrine, entering the Shenye world during the day to resume cultivation, as well as the integration and re-splitting comprehension of the rules of the sword, after three days, the strength has been greatly improved, and it is already possible to challenge five sage-level yin spirits at the same time, and after five days, the number of people has increased to seven, and after ten days, the number of people has increased dramatically to ten, and at the same time challenging ten lower saints, this feeling is simply incisive.

However, this is far from enough, in the legends of the upper realm, a sword saint can beat ten saints of the same realm at the same time, I can beat ten lower saints, it does not mean that I am qualified to challenge the eighth-layer sword saint-level yin spirit, this matter is not urgent, and it needs to be slowly run in and improved.

And under such a high-intensity grinding, a new holy vein was opened up in five days, and a holy vein was opened up again after twelve days, so that there were already a total of thirty-two holy veins, and I felt that the potential could continue to be explored, so that I would almost certainly be able to open up at least thirty-four holy veins before becoming holy, and it was even possible to challenge the legendary thirty-six holy veins that no one had reached for tens of thousands of years, which was the true extreme realm of a half-saint!

The reason why the Xuanwu heirs are so strong may be because the Holy Vein has opened up more.

……

Early in the morning, inside the world of Kamiha.

With the continuous excavation of the physical body, there was a warm current from the legs, starting the process of sanctification, I took a deep breath, hurriedly swallowed a holy medicine, and suddenly the heat in the body rolled, and the holy energy of the whole body burst out, wrapping around the legs, contributing to the continued sanctification of the body, for a while the legs seemed to be plated with a layer of pure gold, the flames were rolling, and the flesh was constantly undergoing rebirth changes.

The heart is slightly agitated, once the legs are also sanctified, then the only thing that needs to be sanctified in my body is the head, and the sanctification of the head is also the most dangerous, which means that the spiritual ruins will also be sanctified together and evolve into the legendary holy ruins, and in this process, the fire of the holy ruins will be ignited together, and the power of the holy ruins will be used as the source to refine the spiritual ruins into holy ruins, which is the opportunity for the sanctification of the sword and the sanctification of the flesh at the same time, and since ancient times, there are very few people who can complete this feat. This is also the reason why Shizun Shangguan Ziyi is worried about me.

As time passed, the golden light on his legs became more and more intense.

At a certain moment, there was a sudden stirring in my heart, a fierce aura for no reason surged into my heart, countless violent feelings shrouded the top of my head, and a dizzying scene appeared in my mind, there was a scene of slashing and killing a strong enemy, and there was also a scene of urging thousands of sword intent to divide Duan Yuan's body, and the tragic image of a sword killing Long Xun, Dongfang Chen, Dongfang Rin'er and others emerged, very real, as if it was happening in reality, that incomparably violent feeling was vividly in my mind, and anyone who had provoked me would die!

Desire, is this my inner demon?

In an instant, my eyes became blood-red, I gasped for breath and sat in the Divine Leaf World, but the holy qi in my body was spurting thinly, sweeping the entire Divine Leaf World and the Saint Yuan Cave Heaven, my mind was in chaos, the blood veins in my legs began to boil, and the dark side of the whole person was stimulated, and some unbearable pictures appeared in my mind again.

There is a scene of pressing Li Qingyin down from his body, there is also a scene of stripping Lin Muzhao to the bone, and there is an unbearable picture of hugging his cousin's slender waist and climbing the holy peak with his palm, and even Ling Yun, Ling Fei, Lan Ling, Red Sleeves and others appeared, and the demonic blood at the legs was boiling, enveloping his heart with a huge danger.

"Hell ...... Alive"

I opened my eyes and gasped for breath, but the scenes in my mind lingered, even if I didn't think about it, those images still poured into my mind, my eyes were opened, my eyes were closed, my body seemed to be detonated, my sanctified legs suddenly burned, and flames rose, was this self-destructive?

A real danger!

Taking a deep breath, I hurriedly closed my eyes, and picked up the rules of the Tranquility Chapter in the Mortal Book of Hearts, and after running it nearly ten or ten times, I finally calmed down a little, and the evil fire that ignited my legs seemed to be gradually extinguished, and in a short period of time, I almost roasted a pair of legs that were about to be sanctified into a leg of mutton, which was bleak.

However, fate was picked up.

The Book of Mortals is indeed very powerful, and I also deeply understand why the master does not praise my physical sanctification, which is dangerous enough to make people frightened!

"Whew~~~"

After a long time, he exhaled a mouthful of turbidity, and the burning sensation disappeared, replaced by a holy, warm feeling from his legs, the legs were shining, the skin was as clear as jade, the muscles were faintly visible like strong steel bonds, and the bones were as white as jade, full of sacredness.

The sanctification was successful, and at this time, the power of the kick of both legs was probably at least three times that of the previous one, and the strength of the whole person increased by at least forty percent with the addition of two holy veins and the sanctification more completely, so to speak, now I am qualified to challenge the eighth layer of the Sword Saint level Yin Spirit, and my heart is full of excitement.

However, he was not in a hurry to get out of the Shenye World, but continued to cultivate for a few days, and completely consolidated the previous breakthrough results, and then walked out of the Shenye World again, and it happened to be dark, and next, it was the journey of the eighth layer of the Sword Mound, although he did not step into the Holy Realm, but he went to challenge the Sword Saint, and this kind of thing is probably only done by me.

……

On the eighth layer of the sword mound, the moonlight was bleak and fell on the cold and decaying earth, there must have been no disciples of the Holy Palace here for a long time, and even Lin Muzhao had never been here, and some of the remaining breath here also belonged to the master Shangguan Ziyi, as well as the two old monsters Ning Daoxun and Broken Jingyu, and others were probably not qualified to enter here at all.

"Sizzle~~~"

A rusty ancient sword stretched across the earth, some stabbed obliquely into the soil, and some were about to rust with the scabbard, just on the ancient sword, a strange yin spirit emerged, each of which was very sharp, just by being looked at, there was a feeling that the whole person was going to be seen through, and the terrifying coercion that belonged to the sword saint came one by one, which made people very uncomfortable.

"Another one to die."

There was a yin spirit standing in the clouds and a sad smile.

"It's been many years, and finally another decent disciple has appeared in the academy." Another Yin Spirit chimed in: "However, it is actually a stinky boy who did not ignite the fire of the Holy Ruins, Shangguan Ziyi is crazy, and sent such a young disciple with unlimited potential to send him to death?" ”

"Hahaha, today I can finally taste the taste of blood again!"

On the eighth layer, the number of Yin Spirits is far less than that of the previous layer, there are only more than 20 people, but each of them is a former Sword Saint, the existence of the Upper Realm, especially in the Middle Ages, when talents were scarce, and resources were even poorer than now, every Sword Saint is a treasure for the Upper Realm, and they are all the existence of emperors who can stand proudly, and in this layer, there are more than 20 such former kings, all of whom have become ghosts with their heads, which makes people feel sad and lamentable.

I stepped forward slowly, looked respectful, and said with a fist clenched: "See all the seniors, Bu Yixuan of Bailu Academy, I have come to ask for advice!" ”

"Don't say so much nice things!"

A gloomy young man crossed his arms, full of strong confidence, and said with a smile: "Bu Yixuan, I heard your name during the last Sword Shrine Rebellion, you are one of Shangguan Ziyi's most proud disciples, and Lin Muzhao is of the same status, this time you dare to enter the eighth layer of the Sword Shrine, you must be mentally prepared to die here." ”

I shook my head: "No, even if I am defeated, I will run away, you can't kill me." ”

"Hmph, I Yan Beichi don't believe in this evil!"

The young sword saint snorted softly, the long sword behind him came out of its sheath on its own, pointing at me in the air, the golden light flowed, and dozens of golden sword lights were quickly separated, magnificent, and Yan Beichi was still holding his arms in his arms almost the whole time, with an awe-inspiring momentum, he was a real master of the sword stream, every sword cultivator who can become a sword saint must have a famous stunt, it seems that Yan Beichi's fame stunt is the swordsmanship!

This person should not be underestimated!

……

In fact, all the sword cultivators in the eighth layer of the Sword Shrine were all sword saints before they were alive, and they couldn't be underestimated, and any of them released it would be a big murderer, enough to subvert the water and soil of the upper realm!

In the palm of my hand, the golden light flowed, converging into a majestic immortal bone sword, my eyes sank, and said: "Senior Yanbeichi, then it's you, please advise!" ”

"Hahaha, good!"

Yan Beichi laughed, still holding his arms in his arms, the whole person stood in the void like a sword god, and even he was exempted from pinching, as soon as his mind moved, the long sword above his head turned into a streamer, and in an instant, dozens of sword intents bombarded indiscriminately, each of which was wrapped in the sound of the Heavenly Dao rumbling in the void, which was not as strong as words!

This Sword Saint is different from Li Qingyin's Sword Saint, Li Qingyin is only a lower-rank Sage Sword Saint, while Yan Beichi has at least reached the middle Sage Sword Saint, the same level, but the strength is even better!

The body was hot, and the field of the True Feather Sword Realm was opened in an instant, and at the same time, he stepped on the void and condensed into a cave realm, almost all of the essence burst out, and if he still hid his strength when he fought against a sword saint, it would be tantamount to looking for death, and I don't have to worry about my peerless being known by the outside world here, anyway, after the World Crack War, I mastered the True Feather Sword Realm, the peak of the unity of the sword heart, and the shadow of the triple sword soul have long been spread all over the world, causing a sensation in the upper realm.

The shadow of the triple sword soul burst out, the five thousand spirit patterns of the fairy bone sword were activated, and the muddy fairy sword was as light as a feather in my hand, and I raised my hand and swung out several swords, each sword collided on Yan Beichi's flying sword, and for a while, there was a burst of violent shock from the right arm.

Fortunately, my arms have been sanctified, and my resistance to this physical power is not ordinarily strong, and I can still withstand this kind of sword strength.