In front of him was a sword mark more than half a meter long, the sword mark was very deep, and I could imagine how strong the sword qi that hit it was.

It's a pity that time has passed, and the sword qi has long since dissipated, and now it is just a crack on an ordinary stone.

Wang Qing followed the example of the others, his eyes widened and he stared at the rift.

Three minutes passed, and nothing was found except sore eyes and hot tears.

Wang Qing couldn't help but think about what he wanted to see.

Sword moves? It doesn't exist, it's just a trace caused by the aftermath, which can be seen in the sword moves, and what a high kendo talent it is. has that talent, and directly learns the law from the world, which is not as good as this.

If it weren't for the sword move, then only the artistic conception of the two of them would remain.

Although Wang Qing is not familiar with the artistic conception, it should be able to be preserved on the item by looking at the record.

Then of course, this kind of illusory thing cannot be seen with the eyes.

Wang Qingfu reached his heart, and immediately activated the sword intent, and his divine sense spread out, covering the rift.

As if sensing the provocation of Wang Qing's sword intent, as soon as his divine sense touched the rift, Wang Qing lost his perception of his surroundings.

Wang Qing seemed to be blind, and there was only chaos and darkness around him.

Suddenly.

A bright light.

An extremely bright, pure sword light stabbed straight towards Wang Qing.

Wang Qing was anxious to stop it, but found that he didn't have a sword at all. Not only the sword, but also the body can't even feel it, let alone the true qi.

What to do?

The sword light was getting closer and closer, and Wang Qing could already clearly perceive the will in the sword light.

Die. The sword light condensed by the pure and extreme intent of death.

Even before the sword light arrived, a thought that I was already dead came out of my heart.

Fortunately, Dao Heart and Sword Intent instantly suppressed this thought.

However, Wang Qing had a feeling that if he was really hit by this sword light, he would really die. Although he didn't know why he knew, Wang Qing was convinced.

What else do I have?

Wang Qing tried frantically to perceive, trying in vain to find out something.

Suddenly, a faint purple light appeared in the darkness.

Wang Qing was pleasantly surprised, and tried his best to focus his perception on the purple light.

Finally, Wang Qing saw clearly what purple light was.

Isn't this my upper dantian?

Wait, go to the dantian, then that trick should work.

Three-ring set of moon, heavenly sword.

As if feeling Wang Qing's will, the upper dantian suddenly lit up, and a piece of Zixiao divine thunder was spewed out.

As soon as this Zixiao Divine Thunder was spewed out, it turned into a delicate and pocket-sized purple jade sword, and collided with that deathly intent sword light.

It's a pity that Wang Qingtian's Dan has not been completed, and there is only one Zixiao Divine Thunder in the upper dantian, like water without a source, and the follow-up is weak.

As soon as the purple jade sword and the death intent sword light collided, they were knocked into bursts of arcs and scattered and shattered.

It's over, and a death intent spreads in Wang Qing's heart.

Wang Qing had no choice but to wait for death with peace of mind. I hope this way of dying is according to the law of the copy, and the loss can be smaller.

Abnormal protrusions.

The Zixiao Divine Thunder that was scattered seemed to be enraged, and a will suddenly came.

It was a pure and utter sense of disillusionment.

The advent of the shattered intent once again condensed the scattered arc and wrapped it in the sword light of the death intent.

Destruction and death clash violently and dissolve.

The sword light of death intent and the purple electric light above it died rapidly.

However, the amount of purple electric light was still too small, and it was quickly consumed.

Fortunately, the sword light of death intent is also a source of water, and it is not much better. Only a faint wisp of sword light the size of a fingernail remained.

But no matter how small it is, Wang Qing has no tricks. I could only cry without tears and watched as the sword light pierced into my upper dantian.

Pain, extreme pain.

The pain of excessive consumption of divine consciousness before, Wang Qing thought that it was the most painful in the world.

Now, Wang Qing has realized that the pain of knowing the sea is not the most painful, only more painful.

Wang Qing really wanted to faint like this, maybe he could get rid of the pain by fainting.

But at this moment, he was still in the most rational state with sword intent.

The powerful sword intent and Dao Heart not only forcibly suppressed the fainting instinct, but also tried to think about how to solve the dilemma in front of them.

That's the upper dantian, or the sea. No matter what it's called, it is the birthplace of the spirit, the foundation of the divine consciousness, the location of Wang Qingtiandan, and the key to advancing to the first-class.

Such an important place has been invaded by foreign objects, so what's the deal?

Perhaps because of the pain, Wang Qing's spirit was unprecedentedly concentrated, and his divine sense was like a finger.

Shangdantian, which could only be vaguely perceived, gradually became clear in this special environment and special state.

Wang Qingyi gritted his teeth, concentrated all his energy, and controlled his divine sense to crash headlong into the upper dantian.

Inside the upper dantian.

It is a mysterious realm that has no shape, no matter, and even whether it exists in the material realm is uncertain.

When Taoists mention Shangdantian, in addition to a Xuanzi, it is not easy to sign the text.

Why are there second- and third-rate masters everywhere in the rivers and lakes, but there are only a handful of first-class masters. Martial arts are easy to practice, just be diligent. But this dantian can only be understood, not spoken, it all depends on understanding.

It was the first time that Wang Qing had perceived the interior of his upper dantian, and the internal scene couldn't help but surprise Wang Qing.

Purple, everything is purple.

This is a purple minefield.

Endless purple thunder flooded the upper dantian, reciprocating.

But that's the original.

Now, a miserable white long sword was quietly hovering in the center of the upper dantian.

Like a lightning rod, it can lead the purple thunder in the dantian to slash towards the long sword.

Wang Qing's severe pain also came from this.

It stands to reason that this miserable white sword is a sourceless water after all, so it's good to wear it off.

But for some reason, this long sword was hit by the purple thunder, and it gradually adapted, and instead absorbed Wang Qing's sword intent.

The size of the longsword was gradually reduced by nearly half, and finally, when the longsword shrank by half, a balance was reached.

The sword was no longer white, but a dry purple.

Zixiao Divine Thunder no longer slashed indiscriminately, and the understanding was concentrated on the hilt of the sword, and then erupted from the tip of the sword, repeating and repeating, and the cycle was endless.

The pain finally subsided, and the mind was clearer than ever, as if a cup of cold drink was in the stomach on dog days.

No need to die, that's good news.

However, is it really good for my upper dantian to be like this?

Zixiao Divine Thunder is its own, so it's okay no matter what.

But that long sword of unknown origin is really okay with staying in the sea of knowledge like this?

Wang Qing wanted to observe the meeting again, but a feeling of weakness came to him, his consciousness shook for a while, and he withdrew from the upper dantian.

Wang Qing felt his body again.

It's nice to have a body, but that feeling was so insecure, like running naked in the city.

Wang Qing opened his eyes. True Qi is full and strength is abundant, but I still feel very weak.

Wang Qing was very curious about his changes, but his divine sense had dried up, and he couldn't look inward at all.

But it's okay, player welfare, isn't there a system for this?

Click on the system's battle log.

Battle Log: Attacked by the sword intent of the sword saint Tuoba Sinan's murderous sword.

Battle Log: ???

Battle Log: ???

Battle Log: ???

A series of question marks, it's been a long time. It seems that either the system doesn't understand what's going on, or the system deliberately hides it. But fortunately, the origin of that sword light is known.

Putting away the system menu, Wang Qing looked around, only to find that a copy had been released.

On the chess peak of Tianzi Peak, nine people formed a circle, staring at Wang Qing like monkeys.