"Boom!"

The cold light flashed, and Qin Ling was once again directly scattered from the sea of knowledge. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

A painful wail echoed in the empty sea of knowledge: "Damn!

After a long time, Qin Ling woke up again, only to feel that there were countless needles piercing in the depths of his soul, which made him feel painful, and he felt that he might as well not regain consciousness first.

"Hmm, there's no end to it?!" Qin Ling turned around suddenly, and another ice sword slashed down in front of him.

His whole body was cut in half again.

If it was an ordinary person, under such a terrifying sword intent attack, the soul should have dissipated a long time ago, but Qin Ling was beheaded three times in succession, and he actually survived tenaciously.

This made him secretly glad when he woke up again: Fortunately, he learned this "Divine Breath Dispersion Yuan Gong" at the beginning, otherwise he would have hung up by now!

However, his soul was tenacious, but that sword intent was not weak at all, it appeared again, and then it was still a sword that cut Qin Ling in half.

Qin Ling endured the intense pain again and again to regain consciousness, and was slashed by that sword intent again.

This sword intent seemed to be consumed by him, as soon as his consciousness was restored and the primordial spirit converged again, it reappeared and split him.

As a result, within the sea of knowledge, a terrible scream kept coming, which was terrifying.

"I'll wipe it!"

"Damn, brother, why can't I stop you?!"

"Damn, don't let Lao Tzu know who is plotting against Lao Tzu!"

“@#￥%......&*”

......

The soul was split again and again, and the anger in Qin Ling's heart became stronger and stronger.

He finally couldn't hold back the anger in his heart, and roared: "**Damn, do you think that only you have sword intent?

"Boom!"

The huge ice sword descended again, but the moment it slashed at Qin Ling, Qin Ling really released a sword intent!

However, the sword intent released by Qin Ling was not only pitiful in momentum, but it also looked less than one-thousandth of the huge ice sword.

This sword intent was like a small embroidery needle, directly hitting the ice sword, it couldn't even block the giant sword for a thousandth of a second, it collapsed and shattered in an instant, and disappeared directly.

And Qin Ling's Yuan Shen was still cut by the ice sword again.

Consciousness dissipated, and then woke up again, Qin Ling wanted to cry and look at the ice sword that appeared again without tears, and suddenly howled loudly: "Ya, my brother is consumed with you, I don't believe that I can't kill you!"

After finishing speaking, he once again shot a small needle-like sword intent towards the terrifying ice sword that fell head-on.

The embroidery needle was still shattered instantly, and then Qin Ling's primordial spirit was still split by the ice sword.

However, when Qin Ling's Yuan Shen consciousness condensed again, he still did not hesitate to send out an embroidery needle-like sword intent again and again, and used his fragile sword intent to collide with the ice sword again and again, and then failed again and again, and the Yuan Shen was split by the ice sword.

"Brother and you fight!" ......

Qin Ling's primordial spirit tirelessly dispersed and gathered, gathered and was blown away, and his sword intent was also sent out again and again, dissipated, and sent out again, dissipating, and doing useless work repeatedly.

But Qin Ling didn't give up for a moment, a crazy thought swirled in his mind, and gradually became more and more determined - he wanted to grind this ice sword alive with an embroidery needle!

The current situation Qin Ling knew very well, that is, this sword intent that inexplicably penetrated into his sea of consciousness was very annoying to him, the original master here, and recognized that he had to cut him until he could never reappear.

Allowing this sword intent to remain in his sea of consciousness, his fate would be to be slashed again and again.

If he was not careful, he would have completely finished playing the "Consciousness Transformation Void Skill" in time for a certain time! So he had to get rid of this sword intent, but now he only had such a way, and he could only persevere to the end!

So, in this sea of consciousness, which was frighteningly calm in the past, the two contrasting sword intents began a life-and-death duel again and again.

No, it should be said that it was Qin Ling's faint sword intent, constantly rushing forward to use suicidal resistance!

Time passed slowly, Qin Ling didn't know how many times he had been hacked, but it shouldn't be less than a thousand times.

After being hacked more than a thousand times, he finally found that his efforts had paid off, and that sword intent had obviously dimmed!

Seeing this scene, Qin Ling laughed heartily: "Sample, fight with my brother, grind you to death!"

However, when he heard this, the sword intent seemed to be angry, and it suddenly slashed hard, splitting Qin Ling's primordial spirit again.

"Oh yes!

......

Unconsciously, Qin Ling himself didn't notice that his faint sword intent was changing little by little, becoming more and more condensed and sharp.

And he kept releasing his sword intent, and he gradually shortened the time for releasing his sword intent!

As a result, from the beginning, only one sword intent was released, to two and then to three......

The more he fought, the more excited he became, and the unyielding spirit in his bones had completely exploded.

If someone is here at this moment, and can see his weak primordial spirit, a mouth is constantly turning, and you will find that he is constantly making more and more inaudible voices: "I split, I split, I chop, I cho......p, I cho

Fighting against that terrifying sword intent so tirelessly, Qin Ling himself was not bored at all, but there was one person who couldn't see it.

So, in Qin Ling's sea of knowledge, he suddenly remembered the voice of a crisp boy with a little disdain: "You idiot!"

Qin Ling was slightly stunned, and before he could react, the sword intent came again, and in a panic, he immediately dispersed his consciousness, and almost his soul was shattered by the bombardment.

When he condensed his consciousness again, he immediately shouted angrily at the void: "Who is it? Which idiot is talking in the sea of Lao Tzu's knowledge?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the whole person suddenly felt an amazing suction, which actually pulled his soul consciousness and suddenly pulled him to another place.

"What kind of place is this?" Qin Ling glanced around in disbelief.

Suddenly he was even more depressed.

Because, he clearly felt that this was still in his body, but when there was such a space in his body, he didn't know at all!

There is such a place in his body that he knows nothing about, which is definitely not what he likes!

In front of me, there is a white space, but unlike the boundlessness of the sea, this space has an obvious margin, and this side is still in the shape of a sword.

As if hearing his question, the somewhat arrogant voice suddenly sounded again: "This is the Sword Seal Space!"