Zhao Shanhe's complexion changed and changed, the two of them were entangled together, exuding a pale golden spiritual sense so strong that it was a little unbearable. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info Hills looked at Zhao Shanhe with a smile, and a ball of spiritual consciousness suddenly exploded, and he really chose to lose eight hundred.

Zhao Shanhe was a little afraid, his identity was extremely noble, if he was desperately injured by the hills, it would really be a loss. This place faces the Missionary Mountain, if the spiritual consciousness is damaged? Thinking of this, Zhao Shanhe's face became even more gloomy, and even hung a layer of frost, and at this time, he couldn't help but remind Qiu Ling, "It's no good to work hard like this, you withdraw your spiritual sense, how about you and I use astral magic to score high and low?" ”

Qiu Ling snorted coldly, extracted most of his spiritual consciousness again, and became entangled with Zhao Shanhe, with the posture of ending up together.

"Don't think I can't help it, if you are stubborn, I will let you know what to regret." Zhao Shanhe reminded in a cold voice that the sunset map of the mountains and rivers behind him became more and more real, emitting a dazzling light condensed in Zhao Shanhe's mind, making it impossible for his spiritual sense to advance an inch. The sunset of mountains and rivers has countless miraculous effects, and this is only part of it. Zhao Shanhe's face recovered a lot, and he was out of the entanglement of the hills, and the sword momentum in the sky suddenly collapsed, and the two long dragons also disappeared with the sword momentum.

The two of them have fought to this extent, the hills are more difficult than ordinary people, and strange methods emerge one after another. made Zhao Shanhe feel like he was punching the cotton, and with his nine-star cultivation, he had nowhere to start.

"If that's all there is to it, then let's end it." Zhao Shanhe whispered, stretched out his hand and dragged it towards his chest, and the bright white shirt stained with a bright red 'petal' was torn by him, revealing a sturdy upper body, and there was a lifelike picture of the sunset over the chest and back, the picture was all over the heart and back, and the position of the heart was a blood-red sun, across the sky, shocking the small.

The aura around him became more and more pervasive, as if there was a mysterious and uncontrollable force reviving. It was impossible for the Nine Star Realm to invoke such a terrifying opportunity. Zhao Shanhe is not an ordinary nine-star star, geniuses often have the special ability to be called geniuses.

Revealing the complex pattern of the upper body, the sunset picture of mountains and rivers is even more brilliant, as if seeing the real earth, seeing the red sun on Zhao Shanhe's chest or the red sun that exudes a light red halo; The red sun was bright red like blood, and the silent mountains and rivers were suppressed by the red sun.

Quiet spectators, silent fighting platforms, and hills, an equally persistent opponent. Isn't all this exactly what Zhao Shanhe is pursuing. He enjoyed the battle, the kind of blood that shot in his chest, the kind of shock that shocked the enemy, and made countless spectators sigh and marvel. It's been too long since all this, he is a sharp sword, sealed a Jiazi, borrowed the blood of genius, and the edge is revealed.

The hills were unusually calm, and they even stared at the addictive painting exhibition in a daze. The mountains and rivers, the sunset, the man, and the sword are as pictured.

Some people have an epiphany, the teacher is the best of this kind of people, and he is also the lucky one of this kind of people, and the hills never feel that they are lucky, but they are still a little broken. Hill's luck lies in the fact that he has grasped everything that should be grasped, and this moment is enough to give him countless possibilities. Song Jiatian is an extremely unreliable character, he is a character, what is terrible is not talent, but his eyes. Look at people's abilities, and then there is the courage to be different.

The mysterious and terrifying secret technique of the spirit foam technique, the crazy person like Song Jiatian, and the scenery that is even more worthy of stopping, this scenery is hills, everything he pursues like an obsession, and everything disappears like a bubble at any time.

Daxingtian has mastered a powerful mortal technique, which is incomparably powerful and consumes a huge amount; Geniuses never keep pace with the world, they are also great stars, but what they practice is a more advanced spiritual technique, and the meaning of 'spirit' is spirituality and supernaturalness. Spirituality is easy to discern, so that the magic is more varied, and there are naturally more possibilities; The supernatural is easier to identify, I think it should be a strange force, the supernatural is incomprehensible, unimaginable; If the magic reaches this point, it is a mystery.

The hills don't think they've reached such a high level. Zhao Shanhe is different, he has practiced for sixty years, and his cultivation is still in the Great Star Heaven, but the realm is already terrifying, and the understanding and application of the technique alone is enough for a good student in the hills to learn. At this time, Zhao Shanhe finally showed his attention, and the hills should be happy and sad.

Spirituality belongs to the nature of heaven and earth, the more you need to be close to heaven and earth, Zhao Shanhe is extremely close to heaven and earth, and even conceited heaven and earth, mountains and rivers, or that sword, or that person, but how could this be at this time and just now?

Amazement, confusion, enlightenment, impermanence, these are the four states of seeing Zhao Shanhe, some people are amazed, some people can't understand, some people have an epiphany, and some people's faces are as usual, because they have also touched this step. The spirit and the mortal are nothing more, one step to hell, one step to heaven. Zhao Shanhe just took off his clothes, but it was as if he had let go of the entire mortal dust. He is like an immortal, not the kind that flutters through the ages, nor the kind of chic pouring a glass of water and wine in the early morning, he stands there, the sword, the person has all changed.

The hills have realized and gained, looked at Zhao Shanhe, and then looked at themselves, their eyes were a little dull, and they were shocked in an instant.

Heaven and earth, flowers and grass, white rabbits and river fish, green onions and mountains; It's still the same person, it's still that thing, the person is not there, the thing is different. The Star Heaven is extraordinary, and everyone understands that the Great Star Heaven is completely out of the mortal dust, but how to get out of this step? Difficult! Difficult! Difficult! Stumped countless people.

The body can be nourished with the help of vitality, step by step; How is the body and mind? Not only the body must fade from the mortal, but also the body and mind must fade from the mortal. At this time, Qiu Ling understood a little, and seeing Zhao Shanhe's state, he seized a fleeting opportunity. At this moment he understood what it was to let go.

"Take Me Again"

Zhao Shanhe took a solemn step forward, and the sword also stabbed forward, this sword was like a rainbow. The waves are terrifying, swallowing thousands of miles, this sword is really like this, a huge suffocating scene emerges in front of him, the waves are rising all over the sky, the huge waves of 100 meters are overwhelming, and below the huge waves is a small hill and a slightly thin figure. Compared with the monstrous waves, this figure seems to be rootless, and it is about to be destroyed in the blink of an eye.

Zhao Shanhe leaned on the waves, like a fairy who landed in the mortal dust, a sword in the hand wind and rain at will, the waves rushed endlessly, and the power of the 100-meter huge wave was immeasurable.

"Zhao Shanhe is so strong?" There are a few figures that can't be seen really, and Yin Yi exclaimed in the crowd, these people have good strength, and they can see that Zhao Shanhe's realm is high and profound, and his means are strong. The long sword of the transformation of vitality was solemn in the palm of Zhao Shanhe's hand, this was the core of the accusation of the giant waves, the hundred-meter huge waves crashed on the shore, and the hills were the embankments under the huge waves, which were fragile.

At this time, the vitality of the hills was exhausted, the realm was vague, he was feeling the benefits he had just gotten, Zhao Shanhe obviously didn't want to give him the opportunity to improve, the long sword was in the air, a little bit again halfway, the huge waves in the sky were even better, and the thick water dragon of more than ten days was stirred out of the huge waves, the water dragon walked around the waves, the wind was loud, the waterspouts were flying and the waves were flying, and the momentum was a little stronger.

The waves and the dragon staggered, and the waves flew towards the hills of the ground. How to resist such a powerful sword momentum.

A faint fluctuation of aura rose from the body of the hill, and the breath was uncertain, dusty in an instant, and returned to the mundane in an instant. Zhao Shanhe's sword aura did not stop, staring at the figure of the hill as if he was facing a great enemy, he had experienced this step, how could he not know the meaning of this state, he had practiced for twenty years before he found this feeling, a sword to cut away the mortal dust, how big is this hill, with a slight sense of understanding, he actually reached this step. This step out is the spiritual platform, and what is lacking is only the promotion of cultivation and vitality. The realm is enough, will the vitality be far away?

The huge waves came down against the wind, slapping towards the hills on the ground, the hills did not dodge, or forgot to dodge, he was a little stunned there, the sky was full of sword qi like the sea, and I was as immobile as a mountain. The flying sword qi was like a tide, Zhao Shanhe came with a sword, and he didn't realize the hills, which made him feel a trace of spirituality.

The spirit inherits the heaven and the earth and transcends the mundane, and the hills face the sword qi in the sky, and stretch out his hand and point forward.

Lu Lu's eyes contracted, she naturally saw this Nuoda's martial arts platform, and naturally saw the figure of the hills, there is not much difference between this finger, it seems to be a relaxed finger, but there are some more indescribable feelings, the hills have already felt that threshold, and now with the sword of Zhao Shanhe, he has stepped into the realm of the spirit smoothly, his body and mind have reached the best, and even the spirit has become radiant.

It's a wonderful feeling, relaxed all around, as if letting go of a shackle of the mind, which can't be seen or touched, it really exists. This is letting go, sometimes you say that letting go may not be letting go, but attachment has always shackled your heart. The temperament of the hills has changed, and the whole person is standing there, still the same person, not that person.

Zhao Shanhe frowned slightly, feeling the light in front of him, the sword light was stunned, and he actually sensed a trace of danger, the light was so weak, but through the sword qi in the sky, it also turned over the huge waves, and this soft light went straight to Zhao Shanhe's eyebrows.

The huge waves swept down, and with several water dragons strangling, the hills took a step forward, and countless splashes bloomed, and not a single leaf touched the body.

Zhao Shanhe stopped his sword momentum, a pair of starry eyes shone with a unique luster, he looked at the hills, and his eyes finally had a little heaviness. "Yes, you're strong."

Hill snorted coldly, the ascension of the realm made his vision wider, and in an instant, all the unthought and unfigured things became so real and simple, and an infinite number of eyes appeared in front of his eyes, which were mysterious formations. The strength of the formation master lies in the fact that with the power of heaven and earth, they can use everything they can use, including wind, rain, thunder and lightning, as well as flowers and trees. A powerful formation master can achieve the desired effect with the help of a simple stone.

In the eyes of the formation master, nothing is broken, nothing is borrowed.

The breath of the hills turned and the stars shifted, and a layer of mirror-like existence appeared behind him, the mirror seemed to be illusory, and the huge waves of the sword qi melting in the sky were monstrous, full of holes in the eyes of the hills, he took a step forward, with the help of Zhao Shanhe's sword momentum, against Zhao Shanhe's sword momentum, and then used a finger to cut off the foundation of this huge wave, and surrounded Wei to save Zhao.

"I can't believe that you are still an excellent formation master."

Zhao Shanhe muttered to himself, the hills didn't talk to him at all, and they could only talk to themselves, and the hills were not helpless under the two swords, but even more tricky. He could feel that the hills had reached their limit, the limit of Yuan Force, the limit of cultivation, and even the limit of the realm. But under a sword, the realm of the hills suddenly turned, and it went one layer further.

"I think I need to use it to beat you." Zhao Shanhe's voice was low, and the whole person lowered his head, revealing a piece of gold at the position of his neck.