Chapter 6: If you don't serve the heart of death, how can you resist the sword of death?
The last wisp of Li Chu's consciousness activated his natal talent, the "Chaos Fetal Breath Method", and with the rhythmic breathing, Li Chu's consciousness gradually recovered.
"It's not enough!"
Li Chuxin shouted.
"Faster, faster!"
The jade hand of the Holy Ancestor Phantom was about to slap on Li Chu's Heavenly Spirit, and with one palm, Li Chu would definitely not survive.
"It's now!"
Finally, Li Chu's consciousness recovered to a certain extent, enough for him to deliver the final blow!
"Kill!"
Li Chu's consciousness roared, and then its entire body turned into a sword light.
A sword intent of killing filled the heavens and the earth, and in front of that sword light, the space became extremely fragile, like a mirror shattering, giving birth to Dao cracks.
The sword light that Li Chu transformed pierced the space and pierced through the body of the Holy Ancestor Phantom.
The palm of the Holy Ancestor Phantom pushed flatly, but it hit the empty space.
"Bang!"
The Holy Ancestor's phantom turned into starlight and shattered.
Li Chu knelt on the ground, unable to see what the result was, although the battle with the Holy Ancestor Phantom was not long, but it made him feel tired compared to all the previous battles combined, not only the fatigue of consciousness, even the physical body was covered with scars, if he waited any longer, maybe the consciousness was not silent, the physical body would be destroyed first, and then the consciousness would almost be slaughtered.
[The world has not changed, am I failing?]
Li Chu looked at the world that was still the same, and sighed in his heart.
Li Chu dragged his seriously injured body, turned around with difficulty, and looked at the place where the Holy Ancestor Phantom was before.
I saw a beautiful woman with her back to Li Chu, and her black hair was held by a starry hairpin, just like before.
[Sure enough, did it fail?]
Li Chu thought helplessly, but he didn't expect that his last blow still didn't defeat the Holy Ancestor Phantom, and even the Holy Ancestor Phantom didn't show the slightest sign of injury.
According to Li Chu's understanding, if he passed the tenth layer, then the world would change, and the injuries he suffered in his body would naturally heal, but now that there were no signs of both, he naturally thought that he had failed to break through.
"The sword just now is good, the sword intent completely locks my phantom, even if you use a dream stand-in, it's not enough to dodge. ”
The Holy Ancestor Phantom turned around and praised with a smile.
"You are no more than 100 years old now, and your cultivation years are even shorter, so you can defeat and kill the phantom who has the strength of my 100-year-old age, no matter what the reason for this strength, it is worthy of my praise!"
"Holy Ancestor said with a smile, you are still standing here well, while I am covered in scars, where can I defeat your phantom. ”
Li Chu shook his head and said with a wry smile, the facts are in front of him, what's the use of saying these words?
"Little one, do I still need to lie to you?"
The Holy Ancestor shook his head slightly.
"You have indeed passed the tenth layer of the Tower of Babel, the phantom on the tenth layer has been defeated by you, and now it is my phantom on the eleventh layer of the Tower of Babel, with all the perceptions of my peak of the Five Elements Realm!
The places required for the 10th and 11th floors are the same, so why change the world?
As for your injuries...... This is a true portrayal of your consciousness in the realm of the fantasy dream, which means that your consciousness has been injured, and the illusionary dream cannot instantly recover the injury of consciousness. ”
"Consciousness...... Hurt?"
Li Chu wondered.
"That's right, this part of your consciousness when you enter the fantasy dream realm has been injured, and the damage caused by the use of the law in the fantasy dream realm will be brought to reality, although my phantom who is 100 years old has not comprehended the law, but he has also comprehended the rudimentary form of the law of the moon and the dream, and the combination of the two is enough to burst out of the law-level mysteries, so your consciousness has been really harmed!"
The Holy Ancestor Phantom explained, Li Chu of the province was puzzled or surprised when he returned to reality, although these works were originally the task of the Holy Land Law Spirit, but the Holy Ancestor explained that there was no love, and he saw all of Li Chu's performances in his eyes, so she was very optimistic about Li Chu.
"I see......"
Li Chu nodded to show that he understood, he didn't think about the correctness and error of these words, anyway, he didn't think that the Holy Ancestor would specifically deceive him into an inner disciple.
"So, do you want to go back to recuperate and heal before you come back to the challenge, or do you want to continue the challenge now, or just give up?"
Seeing that it was almost over, Li Chu's injury had improved a little, so he didn't delay time anymore and directly gave a choice.
"One last stand!"
Li Chu logged all his consciousness into the illusion realm dream, and his body, which was originally seriously injured, instantly improved a lot, turning into a mild to moderate injury.
[Anyway, whether it's good or bad, at this time, I can only use that trick against the Holy Ancestor, and there is no other way. 】
Li Chu said silently.
The move that Li Chuxin had in mind was the trick he used to smash the tenth layer of the Holy Ancestor Phantom before, and that sword was actually the most extreme peak sword of the third prince when he comprehended the law of the wind.
This sword has no bells and whistles, his name is "kill".
"Kill!"
After Li Chu answered the Holy Ancestor's question, he immediately turned into a sword light and killed towards the Holy Ancestor's phantom.
The monstrous and endless killing intent was shocked, and a sword that tore through the space reappeared in the world.
"Whit!"
As soon as the sword light of Li Chu's transformation lit up, before he could amaze the world, he was held down by the Holy Ancestor with one hand, and he couldn't move in the void, and then Li Chu appeared and fell to the ground, and then there was an irresistible sleepiness that surged into his heart, and he fell asleep on the spot.
At the last moment when he was about to fall asleep, Li Chu's already hazy consciousness vaguely heard the last words of the Holy Ancestor.
"This sword is really good, if it is the creator of this sword, you can walk in my hand for a round with this sword, but you little guy is not the creator of this sword, you are at the peak of your heart, how can your character create this sword.
Even if you barely use this sword, it seems to me that it is full of loopholes, lacking that true determination to die.
If you don't serve the heart of death, how can you resist the sword of death?
I hope to see you challenge me on your own path next time, I will wait and see, now you should recover from your injuries!"
[I can't help this sword from my heart!!]
Li Chu listened to the words of the Holy Ancestor in a hazy manner, and was speechless in his heart.
Most of the sword cultivators are brave and forward, and the three sons are even more swords, abandoning all defenses to pursue transcendent attacks, pursuing one blow to kill, and dividing life and death under one sword.
This is inseparable from the experience of the destruction of the third prince's family and the death of his wife, so every time he fights with the demon clan, he has great hatred, and he will share life and death.
But Li Chu's experience is different from that of the third son, without the influence of the third son's consciousness, he can't inspire that state of mind no matter what.
From the peak of the heart, Li Chu fell into a deep sleep in the cultivation room, his natal talent was stimulated, and at the same time, there was another force repairing Li Chu's consciousness injury.
At the same time, the bell of the Taiyin Holy Land rang three times, and the smallpox manifested.
The Holy Land fell silent suddenly......