Chapter Seventy-Three: Sword Qi

Looking at the calm face of the Sheng Demon, there was a faint sense of madness, Xu Changkong suddenly felt a touch of crisis, and the palm that grabbed the Sheng Demon suddenly turned into a palm knife, slashing towards the two of them, at the moment when the Xuanqing spirit flickered, under the faint crazy gaze of the Sheng Demon, no one noticed that there was an extra gourd in his hand!

The wood-yellow gourd, with an extremely old rope tied around the waist of the gourd, looks like a wine gourd! Looking at the traces of polishing on the surface of the gourd, it is obvious that it has been a long time.

But, no matter how you look at it, this gourd is an ordinary wine gourd, however, it is not ordinary at the moment! Without warning, this wine gourd scatters infinite colored light.

Xu Changkong's eyes were dazzled by the infinite colored light, and he saw that in the infinite colored light, a little cold light flashed, and it hit Xu Changkong directly.

Subconsciously stretched out his hand to block, his eyes were closed, but after waiting for a long time, he didn't feel the slightest fluctuation of power, Xu Changkong lowered his arms and opened his eyes, but the scene in front of him made Xu Changkong's murderous eyes even more condensed.

The Sheng Demon and Xiao Lian Kill in front of him disappeared at some point, and Xu Changkong himself was also standing in the void, and the surroundings were vast.

The sky is no longer blue, but the color of fire, or ...... A large number of black clouds wandered in the sky, and from time to time thunderbolts and lightning flashed in front of them, but strangely, there was not the slightest sound in my ears.

Under the sky, the earth is cracking, the river is broken, in the extreme distance, there are countless volcanoes erupting, and the extremely hot magma flows down from the crater to the foot of the mountain.

However, Xu Changkong's face was still flat, but his eyes were much more solemn, thinking back to before, there was a little bit of coldness in the colorful light......

"Appear, it can pull me into this spiritual sea heart realm, it is impossible that there is no one living spiritual creature!" However, the words came out for a long time, but he still couldn't wait for others to appear, Xu Changkong's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and then said.

"I don't know who you are, but if you want to trap me just because of this, you can't think too highly of yourself!"

At this moment, in front of Xu Changkong, in the void, Dao ripples flashed, and with the appearance of ripples, there were countless sporadic appearances between this piece of heaven and earth, and gradually, a figure gradually appeared in the ripples.

With messy gray hair, white hair clearly visible, a dirty dress, and a calm face and indifferent eyes, he seems to be a wanderer.

This is a middle-aged man, at a glance, as annoying as a ruffian, but he has a wood-yellow gourd hanging from his waist, which seems to be a wine gourd, and vaguely seems to be able to smell a trace of wine.

In his left hand, he held a Qingfeng sword, which was not cold when it was sheathed, which seemed to show that this person was not a person in the market at a glance.

"Who are you?" Xu Changkong asked, when he reached out to grab the Sheng Demon, he didn't see any moves made by the Sheng Demon, pulling him into the Linghai Heart Realm, this Linghai Heart Realm is not done by people, but created by some artifacts, just an illusory scene, but it can easily pull people with cultivation into it, in such a place, it is the master of these artifacts, if there is no absolute cultivation, it will definitely not be able to break through this nothingness and escape.

"I'm just a spiritual thought!" the middle-aged man said lightly, his eyes still indifferent, without the slightest emotion.

"Lingnian, no, no, you're just a sword aura!" Xu Changkong heard that his face changed suddenly, he shook his head again and again, he thought about the cold light that attacked, and finally determined that it was just a sword aura, although he was not proficient in swordsmanship cultivation, but he could still feel the breath on that little bit of cold light, and immediately judged that it was not an artifact that trapped him, but a sword qi!

In the world, there are countless powerful cultivators dormant, but Xu Changkong is the master of the Heavenly Immortal Gate's Changkong Peak Vein, and his cultivation is naturally earth-shattering, otherwise how could it make countless people jealous? And now, he was trapped in the spiritual sea heart realm by a sword qi! It is conceivable how earth-shattering the cultivation of this sword qi master has reached!

What he didn't understand now was why the Sheng Demon would have this sword qi, Xu Changkong knew that there were still immortal cultivators in heaven and earth who were stronger than his own cultivation, but if he trapped himself with just one sword qi, at least he had never seen a strong person with such cultivation!

If he broke through this sword qi, it wouldn't be difficult! This was not too much trouble for Xu Changkong, but he couldn't delay it for too long, because there was still something to do, and there were still people to kill! Sheng Demon and Xiao Lian killed, these two people were the people he had to get rid of!

"It's okay to say that!" the middle-aged man nodded lightly, agreeing with Xu Changkong's words.

"Since you are the spiritual sword mind of this sword qi, why did you pull me into this spiritual sea heart realm, there seems to be no grudge between me and you!" Xu Changkong spoke again, he remembered the cultivation of the Sheng Demon, with his cultivation, it was impossible to control this sword qi at all! Moreover, even if he suppressed this sword qi with the power of a strong man, if it was unsealed and released, it would still be fruitless, and it would even eat itself!

It is impossible for the Sheng Demon not to know this, but how did he get this sword qi? Xu Changkong couldn't figure this out, so he asked directly.

"This is my task!" However, the middle-aged man just spoke like this, a sword aura, and obeyed the master's wishes, but obviously, the Sheng Demon did not have this qualification.

However, at this moment, he can't dwell on this kind of thing, Xu Changkong's voice was suddenly cold, and he spoke coldly.

"You're just a sword qi spirit sword thought, don't stop me!, otherwise, do you think you can trap me with just one sword qi?"

"This is the master's task, I should abide by it!" was still the same indifferent words, the middle-aged man's expression did not change a bit, and he looked at Xu Changkong coldly.

Xu Changkong was angry and wanted to make a move, but his expression when he looked at the middle-aged man suddenly changed, his eyebrows suddenly condensed, and he looked at the middle-aged man, as if he had found something.

"No, you're not a spiritual sword thought! If it's just a spiritual sword thought, you will never talk to me!" Xu Changkong found something wrong, the spiritual sword thought is the spiritual core of a sword, a sword, with spirituality, can it really be called a powerful martial art!

"I am caused by the master's condensation! Ten years form my shadow, and a hundred years form my body!" The middle-aged man said flatly, his purpose was just to trap Xu Changkong, if he insisted on making a move, then he had to make a move!

"It's hard to ...... Could it be the unity of man and sword?" Xu Changkong's complexion changed suddenly, people have a realm divided, condensed, and naturally there is a realm division, among which the meaning of the sword is the clearest!

In ancient times, there were powerful people who possessed the realm of the unity of man and sword, which was an existence beyond the sword intent, and it was for another existence!

Because the sword of man is one, and the meaning will be condensed to the extreme! And those powerful people are looking for invincible opponents in the world, so they want to create life like Nuwa created people!

Legend says: Nuwa mends the sky, takes the colorful divine stones in the chaos, condenses and mends the sky! But there are no living beings in the whole world, where she cares about it, Nuwa pinched up the clay figures, and made up the people by mending the heavenly god stone souls, condensing the world's business!

And this is what we are talking about! The ancient powerful people, Ning Yi wanted to go against the sky, cast a heavenly lock, and sealed a corner of the sky! At the end of the heavens, stretching for countless miles, there was a chain that locked a part of the will of the rule of heaven!

Therefore, there is a condensation theory.

However, it is a legend after all, and this realm exists! It takes a long time to condense the artistic conception and integrate it into its own sword qi, and it can be transformed into a condensed spirit! And this realm of human sword unity is also what Xu Changkong observed from the 'sealed' secret introduction, at that time it was just a quick glance, and he didn't care too much, and he only saw it once, and it was lost due to an accident.

"My task is to trap you here until my spiritual power is exhausted!" The middle-aged man said lightly, the sword qi is also spiritual power, once the spiritual power is exhausted, he will return to the master because of the wisp of sword qi, which is also the purpose of him to tell Xu Changkong about this matter.

"So, do you really want to stop me, even if you are a wisp of sword qi condensed by the realm of human and sword unity, but trying to stop me just because of this is just a joke!" Xu Changkong calmed down, stood with his eyebrows, the faint Xuanqing spirit in his palm kept floating, to deal with this sword qi, he had to use all his cultivation, only in this way could he break through the blockade of this sword qi faster!

"In that case, are you going to make a move?" The middle-aged figure suddenly flashed in front of Xu Changkong's body, causing Xu Changkong's complexion to change suddenly, and his body suddenly retreated, but his palms did not stop, and the Xuanqing spiritual light brought up an endless howling wind, raging in the sky.

Inside the Tianxian Gate, in the ancestral hall, the two figures walked out side by side, directly outside the Tianxian Gate, looking at the cracked formation gap, the two of them did not speak, and the golden light flashed around them directly out of the Tianxian Gate formation, looking around, one of them suddenly spoke.

"What the hell is going on? There are people who are so presumptuous in front of my Tianxian Gate!" Looking at the corpse that fell to the ground and the other Xianmen disciples who were seriously injured, Jian Chen's eyebrows were condensed, Tianxian Sect's disciples competed today, he naturally knew, but in this case, this kind of thing happened, it was a great blow to the reputation of Tianxian Gate!

"Let's put this matter aside for the time being, Jian Chen, what is that strong aura in our spiritual consciousness just now?" Shadow Moon stretched out his hand to stop Jian Chen, what he was most worried about now was not these, but a breath that suddenly appeared before, that breath was just right, but extremely powerful, although weak, but how cultivated the two of them were, they naturally noticed the extraordinaryness of that breath!