Zhao Shenbi felt as if his physical body had disappeared, and his spirit had departed into a majestic and vast starry world.

As far as the eye could see, the universe was chaotic and dark, with only countless bright stars emitting a dazzling and warm light in the cold and silent space.

His consciousness began to fly through the starry sky, and the spirits in his mind continued to nurture and condense as he walked through the worlds.

Legend has it that in ancient times, there was no such realm as "manifestation" between heaven and earth, but a platform was raised in the body, and after traveling thousands of miles, the Dao foundation was polished in the realm of "building the foundation", so as to accumulate strength for the condensation of Jindan.

However, I don't know how many thousands of years ago, an amazing and brilliant person with the Taoist name "Kunlun" in the human race was born out of thin air, and forcibly from the path of cultivation that the ancestors had already explored and matured, and once again made great progress, and went one step further, creating the realm of "manifestation", and replacing it with the foundation building.

In the long years, the human race, which was weak in physique and had a short lifespan, relied on the advantages of this realm to compete with all the races of the world for glory and compete with each other.

The so-called manifestation, as the name suggests, is to recognize the thoughts in the sea, through the monk's perception of heaven and earth, and the control of spiritual power, so as to break through the shackles of soul thinking, break the restrictions of various thinking, turn the virtual into reality, manifest it into form, and condense the war spirit that belongs to itself in this universe of heaven and earth.

As the primate of all things, the human race contains endless mysteries and mysteries in its body, especially in the sea of brain knowledge, which has a unique advantage.

And the wonderful state that Zhao Shenbi has entered is the most precious realm when he stepped into the realm of manifestation - the unity of heaven and man, and the wandering of thousands of miles.

As if hundreds of billions of years had passed, and as if it was just a breath, Zhao Shenbi felt that he had seen the birth and death of all things, the fall of stars, the passing of time and the fragmentation of space.

He felt as if he had grasped something in his heart, but just as he tried to grasp it firmly, he suddenly fell into a state of confusion.

As time passed, he saw more and more scenes, and this process was repeated over and over again, like an endless cycle, bringing his consciousness to more and more distant borders.

He felt very irritable and depressed in his heart, like a smoldering charcoal fire, and there was an anger that could not be vented.

At this moment, Zhao Shenbi's body sitting in the cave began to slowly appear a sense of confusion and decay, and the body and soul gradually showed a trend of separation.

He was unconscious, and his eyelids covered his pupils were bloodshot and hollow.

If someone looks at him from the side, his face will change drastically, and he will quickly stop and interrupt him.

In the midst of this creation of the fugue worlds, he actually had a tendency to lose consciousness and lose himself!

However, at this moment, he was alone in this cave, and no one would stop this extremely dangerous life-and-death crisis.

Just when Zhao Shenbi's body was more corrupt, and his soul was about to completely break away from his body and be lost in the void.

The ash of the Taidao lying horizontally on his lap seemed to feel the confusion and confusion of his master, and the killing intent and knife intent on the knife body soared unprecedentedly, stirring the thunder and spinning wildly, forming a thunder ball like a cicada chrysalis.

Outside the mountain where the Moko clan is located, there are bursts of thunder in the sky, and black and purple thunder as thick as pillars continue to fall from the sky, with the power of panic and powerful power, all of which bombarded the mountains and penetrated into the belly of the mountain.

Like a hundred birds rushing towards a phoenix, they all poured into the deepest cave.

After standing on the top of the mountain and staring back, Leghu waved away the frightened clansmen and muttered to himself, "Lord Divine Envoy, is it just a little harbinger of a breakthrough, can it have such a terrifying power......

In that majestic and dark illusory starry sky, Zhao Shenbi's thoughts had reached the point where they were about to dissipate, but he still hadn't found the war spirit that belonged to him.

He didn't know what he wanted, or maybe there was nothing he wanted in this vast universe.

After a long period of irritability and anxiety, Zhao Shenbi finally felt a little tired, and just as he was about to close his eyes and fall asleep, he suddenly saw a line in the void.

A line that runs through space, cuts through time, as if swept by a knife, and forcibly divides the universe into two.

Above those lines, it was full of Ling Ran's murderous intent and Sen Han's knife intent, clean and clean, without the slightest drag, full of indomitable determination and courage, just like a portrayal of the deepest part of his heart at the moment.

He shuddered, dragged his dissipating figure, and swept forward again, standing in front of the severed void, like a traveler staring into the abyss, looking into the "line".

He saw his own face.

A face that is tenacious, resolute, unwavering, and full of courage at all costs.

An unprecedented enlightenment and crazy and bold ideas rose wildly in Zhao Shenbi's mind.

"What if my war spirit was not manifested with reference to anything in this heaven and earth, but was condensed and conceived with my own will and belief!" Zhao Shenbi's dim eyes flashed with a hint of clarity, and the essence burst out, and he couldn't help but murmur in his heart.

Face the avenue and ask yourself.

At the moment when the realization and thought arose, a figure stepped out of the "line" like a crack.

He was dressed in a black red-striped robe, his white hair was windless, and his scarlet eyes flashed with cold killing intent and strong determination.

The appearance of holding a long knife in his hand is actually nine points similar to Zhao Shenbi's face!

The only difference is that compared with Zhao Shenbi, this figure is more full of a blade-sharp will, indomitable courage, undying determination, and a sense of killing avenue.

The mountains and seas are uneven, the heavens and the earth are uneven, all living beings are uneven, and the heart is uneven, I will cut them all with one sword!

In an instant, the void shattered, the scene changed, and after Zhao Shenbi fell into a whirlpool of nothingness, his consciousness slowly returned to the Moke Clan's cave mansion.

He opened his eyes a little tiredly, and immediately the light in his eyebrows surged, condensing in front of him into the same spirit form as himself.

The sword has a sword spirit, and the sword has a sword soul.

This figure is the sword soul condensed by the long knife in his hand as a sword cultivator, and it is not dependent on all things in heaven and earth, but a sword soul manifested purely with his own will!

As soon as this sword soul appeared, it still seemed a little illusory and dazed, but on the slightly thin body, there was already a terrifying momentum and murderous intent, which actually made the surrounding rock walls tremble, and it seemed that it was about to collapse.

After he and Zhao Shenbi glanced at each other, they immediately turned into a blood-colored streamer, completely submerged into the ashes of the Taidao.

In an instant, the realm of manifestation was completed!

An astonishing momentum swept around Zhao Shenbi's body, spreading like a storm, forming a rolling thunder sound, roaring and exploding in the lofty mountains.

And his already extremely strong, surging soul power like a fire once again seemed to be pouring fuel and firewood, and it burned even more, rising from the ground, and rushing into the bullfight.

The afterglow, which was already the pinnacle of the best spiritual weapon, immediately began to undergo a qualitative change in the level after the fusion of this sword soul, as if breaking an invisible barrier, and the aura climbed up frantically, straight into the realm of magic weapons.

On the ink-black blade, a trace of demonic blood red began to glow, and it exuded a cold and sharp killing intent, which made people have the illusion of being cut off just by looking at it.

And this upward trend has no intention of stopping, and I don't even know if it is because it was sealed by Zhao Shenbi, or because there are other reasons, the mountains and water transportation between this heaven and earth have also begun to flow from all directions, and they have sunk into it, making the grade of the remaining ash still rising rapidly.

On the blade of the sword, which had already condensed the sword qi like a substance, a trace of dead wood began to appear in spring, and a trace of pure gold immortal spirit power was entwined.

He actually became a half-immortal soldier!

At the same time, the clouds above the high sky were dense, and among the layers of pitch-black clouds, a cloud of dark thunderclouds began to condense and form, surging with terrifying and violent golden thunder, like a punishment about to fall from heaven and earth, firmly locking Zhao Shenbi and the ashes in front of him.

Heaven and earth thunder tribulation!

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