Tang Tian had experienced a lot of arduous cultivation, from the earliest million basic martial arts, to the grinding iron felt of the Fire Scythe Ghost Claw, etc., no matter what kind of cultivation it was, it was definitely not easy. But the one that left the biggest shadow in his heart and definitely didn't want to do it a second time was the Sword Vortex Storm.

He admitted that the cultivation effect of Sword Vortex Storm was excellent, but even so, he definitely didn't want to do it a second time. He didn't even have the courage to recall, and how he survived that time, he didn't know. He wasn't sure the second time, he would make it through. Such a mentality is quite rare in him, you must know that he is definitely not a cowardly and timid person.

However, he never expected that he would really have another Sword Vortex Storm. And this time it's more difficult than last time, and it's not just a matter of getting through it. You need to maintain a high level of attention, control the law line, and hit the exposed virtual law core.

This is really a bitter smile in addition to a bitter smile, and even the calmness in the state of the god can't stop the bitter smile.

I have no choice......

Time passed little by little, Tang Tian obviously felt the increasing pressure, and he knew that he couldn't drag it out any longer.

Taking a deep breath, Tang Tian's eyes regained their calmness, and there was that touch of firmness. Since there is no way to avoid it, then come on. Tang Tian's hands suddenly opened again, and the wind curtains around him exploded violently, and countless sword rays bloomed like raindrops.

Rumble!

Intense pain came from all parts of his body at the same time, Tang Tian felt as if he had been hit by a huge wave that rushed over, he felt a little difficult to breathe, his head was confused, and a brief blank space appeared.

But he knew he couldn't afford an accident here, and almost at the same time, he bit his tongue. The fishy sweet smell spread in his mouth, and his mind suddenly came to his senses, and he understood that this was not the time for him to be in a daze.

In just an instant, a large amount of Saint Flame was shattered, and the core of the virtual law was exposed.

Enduring the pain and paralysis around his body, the laws controlled by Tang Tian's hands were like throwing spears, hitting those virtual law cores floating in the Sword Flame Saint Flame.

Countless laws and virtual laws and cores were annihilated at the same time.

Tang Tian couldn't count how many swords there were, and Tang Tian couldn't count how many Saint Flames were shattered. He just tried his best to shatter the virtual law cores that appeared in his field of vision, frantically shattering.

The pain in his body was so clear, and it was completely different from the pain last time, and this time the pain was full of coldness. These chills are not strong, but they are very penetrating. Tang Tian felt that his whole body was about to freeze, but he knew that this cold meaning had directly penetrated into his soul, and his muscles and blood vessels were intact, without the slightest trace of freezing.

I don't know if I had an experience once, but although the pain was strong this time, it wasn't as terrible as expected. After a while, he felt that he was starting to get used to this intensity, but the chill that almost froze his soul made him a little painful.

He even had a little room to think about why.

Could it be the reason for the ethereal energy? The swords are all transformed by the ethereal energy, and naturally they will carry the characteristics of the ethereal energy, could it be that this is the characteristic of the ethereal energy?

Tang Tian's heart suddenly moved, the last sword vortex storm was tempered by the martial soul, so what was the sword vortex storm this time?

Well, in fact, Tang Tian couldn't figure out the mess on his body. He was suddenly a little curious, and he was also a little expectant, his current body had been tempered to the extreme, but the soul or something had always been his headache. Because of Xiao Er's existence, he is very different from ordinary people in this regard.

The old man is better found by others!

I have never heard that my father will do something to his son's soul, and what makes him even more unacceptable is that in the old man's heart, the second child is the right choice!

Hum!

We have to settle this account well!

Looking for an opportunity to beat Xiao Er well, oops, I didn't beat him. If you are in a bad mood, beat up the little two.

Tang Tian completely forgot how he was off topic, but soon, screams erupted from his mouth. He felt that he was a real crow's mouth, and just now he actually felt that this time it was not painful enough?

Hiss, he gasped sharply, his expression frozen, and his face turned pale.

Where did the sword go...... Oops,...... Siss...... Bastard, almost slipped through the net...... Oops, ahhhh

The screams were incessant, he couldn't control the screams at all, the pain in his body, no, it was the pain that directly acted on his soul. The scene of Elder Xius struggling in the Holy Flame suddenly appeared in his mind, especially the scene of the soul struggling, although it was silent, as long as anyone who saw that scene would feel the terrible pain.

Now, he realized it!

He felt his soul being twisted and trembling.

But at this time, he couldn't stop, even if his soul trembled with pain. The Holy Flame that has not been treated, once it leaks, will turn into a sword and shatter Ashin and them.

Tang Tian frantically attacked the virtual law core with the law line, as if only madness could make him barely concentrate. He felt his brain tingle a little, his eyes darkening a little, but his movements didn't slow down at all.

He is like a killing machine, tirelessly harvesting.

The Sword Vortex Storm is like an inflated balloon, inflating at an alarming rate. The number of swords is also skyrocketing at an alarming speed, the pain is also skyrocketing at an alarming speed, the speed at which the Holy Flame is pouring in, and the number of virtual law cores that Tang Tian needs to kill is also skyrocketing, and the void energy is also skyrocketing.

The void energy that washed down like a waterfall just now, now Ashin and them are like swimming in the sea, wrong, not swimming, but sinking in the sea.

Ashin felt like a balloon, void energy squeezing in from all parts of his body. Yes, it was to squeeze in, at first they still needed to absorb it themselves, and now they didn't want to absorb it, but a huge amount of virtual energy was squeezed into his body from all directions.

He felt that he was really stupid, he would have suffered from eating just now, and he would laugh! He wanted to cry, he was stupidly crying by himself.

He really felt the pain of the support now, the sword mang was like cutting the flesh of Ling Chi on him, and the pain of eating the support made him feel as if he could explode at any time, that kind of inhuman pain, he was about to pass out. How he wished he could pass out in a coma, but he didn't have a chance.

The void energy was like seawater pouring in, desperately squeezing into his body. The slightest wisp, like a needle prick, the whole body is pierced with needles, the whole body is cut and cut, the whole body is swelling and painful, the only thing that makes him more comforting, at least the pain is very even......

According to common sense, with such an intensity of pain, Ashin would have been unconscious and unconscious. But the ethereal energy that kept squeezing in, constantly repairing his body, almost as soon as the crack wound appeared, it healed. Then it cracks, then it heals again, and so on and so forth, with no end in sight.

All Ashin can do is scream, and even screaming is out of his control...... I was so miserable.

So, he screamed even more sadly.

The intense pain made him grasp everything he could, and he took out the immortal sword at some point, his palms clutching the hilt of the sword.

He didn't notice that the undead sword was like a dry sand dune, greedily devouring the void energy.

The old Tang group solemnly buried Mu Zhixia, of course, there was naturally no way to do anything on the battlefield. The so-called solemnity is an extra wooden plaque with the words "Tomb of Mu Zhixia" written on it.

Old Tang suddenly shuddered: "Hey, why is it a little cold?"

The old group glanced at him: "I didn't do anything wrong, I'm not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door." ”

Old Tang immediately stopped shaking and said, "I forgot that you are a ghost." ”

The old group was unmoved: "You are not as good as a ghost." ”

"Childish!"

"Idiot!"

The two snorted coldly at the same time, such a meaningless quarrel, both of them were used to it.

"It's a pity for Mu Zhixia. The old regiment suddenly spoke: "It's a pity that the entire corps is a group of good soldiers." ”

His gaze looked at the soldiers who were worshipping in front of Mu Zhixia's tomb, and he couldn't help but sigh with emotion. He was an old-school general, and he had a special affection for soldiers, and he couldn't see such a scene in front of him. Where can these soldiers still see the slightest trace of the spirit of the world's first corps? Their faces are withered and their eyes are empty, like walking corpses.

Old Tang couldn't help sighing: "Look at it, the temple is so perverse, they are bringing about their own destruction, and no one can save the temple." God wants to destroy him, and he will make him mad. They are so crazy that it's time to perish. ”

"Ono Sekisu can't get by. The old group said calmly.

Old Tang turned his face and asked a little unwillingly: "Is there no way?"

"Now we can only attack, but the casualties will be very large. The old group said a little helplessly: "In such a Xiongguan, the defender of the city is still Jiaya, who is good at defense, and we will not have a chance." I can take them on adventures, but I can't send them to death. ”

Old Tang was silent, he actually knew these truths, otherwise the savage army would not have been blocked here for so long without an inch. But when he heard this answer, he still couldn't hide his disappointment. He was still a little lucky, thinking that the level of the old group was so high, maybe there was something good to do.

Lao Tuan didn't know what to say, comforting people was not what he was good at. It is true that such a situation can no longer be relied on by any stratagem to work. All the famous generals are most afraid of this situation.

At this moment, a soldier who had finished worshipping came over, one foot deep and one foot shallow.

The surrounding guards were about to stop him, but the old group signaled for him to let him go.

"My lord, we have a way to enter Ono Sekishu. The soldier was ragged, emaciated, and had sunken eyes, but those eyes reflected a bitter hatred.

The two were stunned for a moment, and subconsciously glanced at each other, and they both saw the ecstasy in each other's eyes.