However, it was not the blood-colored rock that attracted him, but a long knife stuck in the blood-colored rock. Pen % Fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info Net 8

This is a long knife with a pale red appearance, the handle is red, can be held by both hands, the blade is about thirty centimeters wide, quietly inserted in the blood rock, only a small part is exposed outside the blood-colored rock, there is a faint indescribable demonic aura, scattered in the knife body, and a trace of blood light can be seen with the naked eye around the knife body.

The calling power that was connected by blood was emanating from this ink stone knife.

I don't know why, at this moment, Zhou Liang had an inexplicable illusion, as if this knife had gone through tens of millions of years and countless eras of flood and famine, lying here, just waiting for his appearance at this moment.

A force swells within.

Zhou Liang subconsciously moved forward step by step, and unconsciously came to the blood-colored rock, reaching out to grab the hilt of the ink stone knife.

In this moment

Buzz!

The peachwood sword, which had been silent, suddenly trembled violently in Zhou Liang's right hand.

This was an unprecedented crazy tremor, and Zhou Liang's wrists were numb, and he almost couldn't hold it.

In the end, the peachwood sword finally broke free from Zhou Liang's control.

It turned into a streamer of light and flew out of its hand directly, without the drive of the power of Taoist true qi, the mud and dirt on it automatically fell off, revealing a flawless sword body that was as clear as jade, releasing immeasurable light, completely resurrected, and a terrifying power so powerful that it was indescribably released from the sword body, as if it was the master of this world.

Silver shines.

A strange aura permeated.

At this moment, the unthinkable was born.

Almost at the same time, all the remnant swords in the entire ninth section of the ancient relics were broken, and they had an induction, as if responding to the sudden power of the peachwood sword, and there were also bursts of sword groans like a tide.

The sword roared like a dragon.

Between heaven and earth, all kinds of swords with broken bodies slowly floated.

Zhou Liang was taken aback, and it was a little difficult to understand everything in front of him.

Since I picked up this peachwood sword in Daniu Village at the foot of the cliff in the back mountain, I have never seen it give birth to such a mutation, and it has changed its previous state of no abnormality, and took the initiative to produce such a terrifying power, and the immortal power contained in it, does it really want to completely recover?

This power is simply terrifying.

It seems that as long as the peachwood sword is willing, a wisp of sword light will be able to destroy this small world in an instant.

However, Zhou Liang could feel that the power of the peachwood sword was protecting him intentionally or unintentionally.

Otherwise, with the almost supreme-like power released by the peachwood sword at this time, with just a trace of it, it could instantly turn itself into flying ashes.

The peachwood sword is far away, aiming at the ink stone knife.

In the next moment, before Zhou Liang could react, at the same time, it seemed to be stimulated by the peachwood sword, and the ink stone knife on the blood-colored rock suddenly trembled wildly, and the sound of a knife roared throughout the sky, like the roar of the Nine Heavens Divine Dragon, and instantly came to life!

Boom!

With a shocking sound of metal, the ink stone knife swollen, and it automatically pulled out inch by inch from the blood-colored rock, slowly revealing its true body.

Zhou Liang was so close, so he clearly saw the whole picture of the ink stone knife for the first time.

To his great surprise, the Moshi Knife was not complete.

It's broken.

Only two-thirds of the blade remained, and the remaining one-third was broken, the fracture was incomplete, and the tip of the knife did not know where it went, this was a broken knife without a blade.

What's even more bizarre is that it's not just the blade that doesn't break enough.

Even the remaining blade that was still attached to the hilt, although smooth, was also tattered, cracking a series of clearly visible cracks, directly broken, through the gap to see the opposite scene, between the gaps, only a little bit of mud-like blood-colored traces connected, as if with a little force, or a gust of wind, it immediately fell apart.

But the power that came out of the shattered blade was simply jaw-dropping.

Zhou Liang clearly saw that when the blade of the knife was completely pulled out of the blood rock, inch by inch, the simple and simple blood flame dao patterns flashed on the broken blade, and he realized that the red traces that held the ink stone knife did not crack in the end were this blood flame dao patterns.

When this blood flame pattern flickered to the extreme, a thin blood curtain appeared, faintly conjuring up a complete blood-colored battle knife.

This inkstone knife was like the birth of a demon god, and it immediately bloomed with a supreme power that was enough to fight against the peachwood sword.

The blood light spread, and the blood-colored storm of the whole world stopped, and all the metal fragments of the broken knife, as if they had received the call of the emperor, also slowly floated, faintly converging towards the Dota, as if making a pilgrimage.

Zhou Liang felt that his brain was a little insufficient.

The peach wood sword and the ink stone sword are faintly opposed, as if they are two supreme beings who dominate the world, fighting in the court.

In the four wild spaces, the broken swords of the entire ancient road were trembling and screaming wildly.

Layers of invisible aura burst out from the peachwood sword and the ink stone knife, surging out in all directions like a raging wave, setting off layers of lead cloud-like qi waves, surging the entire world, the sky and the earth, and even the space barrier began to tremble, obviously unable to withstand the power of this pair of swords bursting out, and it was possible to shatter and collapse at any time.

However, these two swords seem to take great care of Zhou Liang.

The power they released that could destroy all living beings in the world made the world tremble, enough to instantly turn countless Dao Sect Dao Venerable masters into ashes, but it did not affect Zhou Liang.

"You ......" Zhou Liangzheng wanted to say something.

The next moment.

Shout!

Airplanes!

The peachwood sword and the ink stone knife instantly turned into two streamers, rising into the sky, directly cutting through the void, cutting through the space barrier, leaving a shocking space break in space, constantly intertwining and colliding with each other, constantly colliding and attacking, and then disappearing without a trace.

Their power has not disappeared in this world.

In this world of broken swords, all the magic weapons are still trembling and screaming.

Zhou Liang stared at the sky blankly, his mind blank.

He vaguely felt that between the peach wood sword and the ink stone knife, it should not be the first time they met, and there was a sense of déjà vu.

Could it be that there was any kind of grudge between them?

Could it be that there was a story between them that was about to be lost in the long river of time?

Minutes and seconds passed.

In the blink of an eye, half a day passed.

Zhou Liang sat cross-legged on the top of the Dotta, his luck was adjusted, but his heart began to be anxious.

The peachwood sword is the biggest hole card around him, and in addition to its terrifying power, since he stepped into the cultivation realm, the first magic weapon and partner he saw was this peachwood sword, if he lost it, he was really a little reluctant in his heart, just like losing an old friend.

Zhou Liang looked up at the sky.

It was blue.

However, if you look closely, the current space is like a trembling jelly, constantly expanding and contracting, trembling, as if there is some incomparably terrifying power, on the other side of the space barrier, or in the cosmic space far above space, frantically colliding and fighting.

By nightfall, the peachwood sword and the inkstone knife were still nowhere to be seen.

A Blood Moon appears.

Zhou Liang could only be patient, with the base at the top of the Dotta, absorbing the essence of the blood moon and smelting his own body.

At this time, Zhou Liang looked at his own body and was suddenly startled by the bad condition of his body.

Before, all the minds were pulled by the ink stone knife, without careful observation, not yet, at this time, looking inside, now after the previous climbing of the Dota that was extremely consumed, his physical strength was almost exhausted, to the limit of potential, at this moment when he was patient with pranayama, he did not feel soreness and numbness everywhere in his body.

This is a sign of total detachment.

The Taoist true qi in the body is also almost consumed, like a dry riverbed.

Among the abdominal flesh dantian and the mirror dantian, only the true qi cyclone, like a faint firelight, was swaying and flickering, as if it could be extinguished at any time.

Slowly exhaling a breath of turbidity, Zhou Liang ran the Fighting Saint Law and recovered his strength with all his might.

Under his urging, the Demon Ice True Qi Cyclone and the Immortal Fire True Qi Cyclone finally began to recover.

The faint flame of light gradually became brighter and brighter, brighter and brighter, and after a quarter of an hour, the true cyclone became crystal clear, fuller and richer than before, and even faintly changed from the previous liquid state to a solid state.

When Zhou Liang observed carefully, at the innermost cores of the two true cyclones, a crystal nucleus-like ball the size of a grain of rice appeared.

The two True Qi Cyclones continued to diverge into an endless stream of liquid True Qi, roaring into the meridian passage like a great river rushing into the meridian channel.

The meridian passages, which had been dried up as if they were cracked riverbeds, were nourished by this purer liquid Taoist true qi, and immediately regained their previous activity, becoming wider and smoother.

This is a kind of transformation that has undergone extreme pressure, and it is much stronger than ordinary impact cultivation.

Zhou Liang could even clearly feel that every time the Taoist True Qi in his body passed through a meridian, it was like the Big Bang, and a planet was formed in an instant, just like the previous True Qi Cyclone, a solid Taoist True Qi nucleus the size of a grain of rice also appeared in the center of each meridian, containing strange power.

What kind of effect such a solid condensation has, Zhou Liang still doesn't know.

But it's definitely not a bad thing to think about.

When the Taoist True Qi passed through the last condensed meridian, the powerful impact force never stopped.

Zhou Liang simply guided this force and impacted the new meridians.

Almost at a thought, the new meridians were instantly impacted, and the impurities inside were like raging waves rolling sand, being smelted in the shortest possible time, and the cultivation process that took at least a day or so to complete before was shortened countless times.

Zhou Liang began to smelt this new meridian with pioneering techniques.

After about the time of the three pillars of incense, a silver starlight bloomed from Zhou Liang's body.

A strange force is transmitted.

This is a sign of the success of the breakthrough of the new meridians.

"It has become a ......" Zhou conscience was overjoyed.

This was an unexpected bonus.

According to the original calculation, it would take more than half a month of accumulation and condensation to enter the realm of the Dao King, but I didn't expect that climbing this Dao Tower Xuanju consumed all the strength in the body, and then I was stimulated by the supreme qi of the previous peach wood sword and the ink stone knife, and under several coincidences, I actually smelted the fourth meridian of the Dao King realm in a single thought.

It can be clearly felt that after the impact has completed the fourth meridian, the momentum of the Taoist true qi still has residual strength.

However, it is a bit difficult for this residual energy to continue to impact the fifth meridian, Zhou Liang did not choose to take risks, but to run the Taoist true qi, and continue to impact the already smooth meridians and acupoints, he wants to cultivate his Taoist true qi step by step into a solid foundation, the foundation of cultivation, and he must not blindly seek speed, but will embark on the path of evil spirit.

The cultivation of the physical body has gone further.

Zhou Liang didn't stop, and immediately ran the Mirror Dantian's Burning Yang True Qi to impact the new meridians.

It's a long practice again.

Zhou Liang's mind finally stopped thinking about the peach wood sword and the ink stone knife.

I don't know how much time passed, another flame light shot out from Zhou Liang's chest, and a faint light ball loomed through the bones and flesh, surging with strange power, and it slowly converged into the body after dozens of breaths.

The Taoist true qi cultivation of the mirror dantian has finally advanced to the fourth-layer realm of the Dao King.

Zhou Liang slowly withdrew from the realm of the unity of heaven and man, and exhaled a turbid breath.

The operation of the Taoist true qi in the body gradually calmed down, and it all operated in a fixed rhythm in their respective meridians and acupoints.

He slowly opened his eyes.

As far as the eye could see, Zhou Liang saw the two objects in front of him, and he couldn't suppress the surprise in his heart and exclaimed.

The peachwood sword is on the right.

The ink stone knife is on the left.

Float gently beside yourself.

They...... It's back!

Zhou Liangqiang endured the shock in his heart and looked up.

The blood moon in the sky had dimmed and was about to disappear.

This means that a new day is about to come, and he has unknowingly cultivated for almost a whole night, and when the Peach Wood Sword and the Ink Stone Sword will end the fight and return to the top of this Knife Tower, Zhou Liang did not even notice it in the slightest.

He turned his head to look again.

Behind her, Sha Sha was sleeping soundly in the Daowen tent, the girl's delicate face looked quiet and beautiful under the moonlight, and the little silver monkey and the dolphin bubbles were huddled together, and they had already finished their cultivation of swallowing the essence of the blood moon, and fell asleep in a ball.

It seems that they don't know about the return of the ink stone knife and the peach wood sword.

Zhou Liang stood up cautiously and observed carefully.

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