Chapter 112 [Twenty-Three Sword Intents]
After the raging battle, the two of them were destroyed beyond recognition. And whether it is Tang An or Lin Xibai, their clothes are in tatters at the moment.
Tang An's body was wearing the snake-scale-like medium-grade spirit weapon armor, and he looked better, while Lin Xibai was directly naked, his hair was scattered, and he looked embarrassed.
The purple gold dragon had just hid to the side to watch the two fight, but at this moment it stopped on Tang An's shoulder, spitting out breath at Lin Xibai, and rubbing his cheek affectionately against Tang An, as if to say how powerful my master is.
Lin Xibai looked at this and suddenly smiled dumbly. Then, the bracelet on Lin Xibai's hand flashed, and suddenly a coat appeared in his hand, and he put it on casually. I tidied up my hair again, and I became a master full of magnanimity again, without the embarrassment just now.
"A storage bracelet? It seems that this space storage artifact is not a special item in this secret realm. That way, I don't have to be too careful. ”
Tang An saw Lin Xibai take out the items in front of him, and he didn't care about it, he also took out a piece of clothing from his Sumeru ring and put it on casually, while the snake-scale-like spirit weapon armor disappeared into the skin again, and it didn't seem abnormal from the outside.
Lin Xibai saw Tang An's snake scale armor, his eyes flickered slightly, but he didn't say anything. In his opinion, this young man is definitely a person with a background. Otherwise, at such an age, not to mention the strength, there are high-grade attack spirit weapons, and storage rings, and now, even the talisman spirit weapon is available. It's not easy. Maybe it's hard to say which descendant of the hermit family.
However, after all, Lin Xibai is a disciple of the Sword God and has a superb status, so he will not care too much about these issues. At his current realm, nothing is as important as his strength cultivation. Therefore, after he finished the fight, he said to Tang An: "Tang An, fighting with you will be of great benefit to me, originally I was a beginner to the law of wood, but I can't use it as usual." Your two sword moves have given me a hint of inspiration, and I can't wait to go home and practice in retreat now. I won't leave you alone, please feel free. ”
Lin Xibai bowed his hand to Tang An slightly, and before Tang An could reply, he had already turned into a streamer and left.
Watching Lin Xibai go away, Tang An couldn't help but feel helpless.
However, he could understand Lin Xibai's excitement. If you are trapped in a certain realm and can't break through for a long time, without a trace of progress, it is rare to have a feeling, I am afraid that you are even more anxious than this Lin Xibai. This feeling of realization is fleeting. Maybe if it were me, I didn't even bother to say goodbye, and I didn't even bother to go home, so I chose to cultivate directly here.
Thinking of this, Tang An was relieved.
"Master, just now I watched the two of you fight, and I found that my ability to control the way of earth has also improved a lot. Moreover, my natal supernatural power was officially opened just now. The Purple Gold Jiaolong suddenly said the news.
Tang An was overjoyed. "Really? Is your natal power really activated? What is it? ”
Tang An was quite surprised that the Purple Gold Jiaolong was progressing at this time. The progress of this earth-walking path is secondary, but this purple gold dragon actually said that he had opened his real name supernatural power. You must know that the strength of demon beasts for human beings is not the comprehension of laws or the strength of energy, but that all powerful demon beasts have their own means of life-saving. That is the inheritance supernatural power from the bloodline.
Some demon beasts may seem very weak, there is no strong **, and there is no strong demon element, but they may have the strength to kill everyone in the realm of Guiyuan at will. For example, Tang An had heard of a terrifying demon beast before, the size of which was only one loach, and its surname was also very docile, but once it was angry, it gathered its companions and could abuse and kill any master at will.
Because, its natal supernatural power is a special soul attack! This soul attack can ignore the defense of ** and True Yuan, and directly attack the enemy's soul. In the Guiyuan realm, the divine fetus has not been formed, and it has no protective ability at all, just like the baby in the womb of a pregnant woman, it has no ability to resist at all. Therefore, this kind of soul attack supernatural power is basically in a small invincible state.
"It's poison." The Purple Gold Jiaolong was very excited. "My natal powers are poisonous! I will be able to fuse all the toxins in the world into my venom. ”
"Can you fuse?" Tang An was slightly surprised: "Doesn't that mean that as you fuse more toxins, your toxins will become more and more powerful as you fuse?" ”
"Not bad." The Purple Gold Jiaolong said: "Generally, at the level of the sixth order or above, whether it is a human or a demon beast, they all have a certain degree of body protection true qi, and my original toxin may not be able to break through these body protection true qi. But now, with this natal supernatural power, as long as I can fuse five toxins of the same level as my venom, I can easily break through these defenses. ”
Speaking of this, the Purple Gold Jiaolong was a little uneasy: "However, these toxins are extremely difficult to find, and it takes an extremely long time to fuse. I'd better concentrate on cultivating my earth-walking path. Otherwise, those poisonous weeds and poisonous insects alone can hurt me. ”
Tang An heard Zijin Jiaolong say this, but he agreed very much: "Not bad." Ontological cultivation is more important than anything else, and all external objects can only be used to increase the skill of fighting. But fighting is not the purpose of our cultivation. Rather, it is an action that has to be implemented to solve certain problems. ”
The purple gold dragon nodded slightly, indicating that he understood. Tang An didn't say much, and the two embarked on the road to Sword Immortal City.
………… On the winding road, Tang An walked extremely slowly, since he fought with Lin Xibai, he found that his golden path and the wind path could be fused, and the whole person was immersed in cultivation.
Although his five senses were not completely lost, they were extremely blurred in this state, because all his attention was focused on the fusion of the laws in his mind.
Unconsciously, he had been walking on the road for half a month, and this time, he suddenly felt a strong sword intent rushing in front of him. Let the depths of his soul tremble!
"Such a powerful sword intent!"
Tang An's spiritual power was instantly pulled back to reality from his mind.
He looked up and saw that there was an incomparably majestic city in front of him, which was his destination this time - Sword Immortal City!
"Who wrote the plaque at this gate? This sword intent is extremely condensed, but just exuding a trace of it, it is already so terrifying. So how strong should he be? Tang An seemed to be able to see through the handwriting on the plaque how strong the person who wrote these three words was.
"With this unparalleled sword intent alone, this person is the strongest person I have ever seen in my life! This is Sword Immortal City, the person with this inscription must be the number one master of Donglai, Donglai Sword God, Dongfang Haobai! ”
Tang An stood under the city gate and stopped for a long time. His eyes were just staring blankly at the plaque on the tower of the city gate.
This appearance naturally attracted the attention of others.
But those people didn't bother Tang An. They knew that anyone who could detect the sword intent on this plaque was a peerless master.
Because, whenever those inner core disciples return, they will also stop in front of this plaque for a long time, until they are completely defeated by the sword intent on this plaque, they will not leave unwillingly.
Half an hour later, Tang An's face turned pale and his heart trembled.
His blank eyes suddenly flickered, and he finally came back to his senses from the sword intent.
Tang An stared blankly at the plaque on the high place, and said incredulously: "Twenty-three swords." There are a total of twenty-three strokes in the three characters of this Sword Immortal City, and it actually contains twenty-three kinds of sword intent! ”
(To be continued)