Chapter 33: Lost
In the depths of the Warcraft Forest, it was like an explosion of a pot, and the chirping of all kinds of fierce beasts and birds of prey was endless.
"Heaven and earth vision, is there a heaven and earth treasure in the Demon Beast Forest?" Far away on the majestic imperial city thousands of miles away, an old man dressed in a golden silk coat of dragons and clouds held his long beard, and his heart was very uneasy, although his strength was difficult to meet opponents in these empires within a radius of millions of miles, but at this time he was very uneasy, unable to predict the direction of things, because the information he knew was too limited.
"Inform the emperor to send the two great worshippers of the Cloud Dragon Hall to take fifty guests to the Demon Beast Forest, and they must find out the truth and truth!"
"Yes. Under the imperial city, a black shadow suddenly flashed away.
"I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse to let Xin'er go to the Warcraft Forest, alas, ——!" The noble old man looked up to the sky and sighed, at this time, all he could do was wait aimlessly.
After noticing the vision of heaven and earth, the cultivators from all over the Yunchuan Empire also began to set off for the Warcraft Forest, and on the way to the Warcraft Forest, a monk with the cultivation of the Great Doushi Seven Star Realm was directly killed because he blocked the path of a middle-aged monk with an unremarkable appearance, which undoubtedly gave the monks present at the time a dismount.
"The powerhouse of the Douwang Realm!"
"This time, I'm afraid that Yunchuan's sky is about to change. ”
"The Warcraft Forest is afraid that there are natural and earthly treasures born, and I am afraid that even the Dou Emperors will not be able to sit still. ”
"That's it. Our cultivation is low, so if we don't hurry up, I'm afraid we won't even be able to watch the show. ”
And a pair of eyes flashed in the darkness, "The monk of the Douwang Realm, I haven't made a move for a long time, and I almost forgot the delicious taste of the blood of the strong, this time I must taste enough." ”
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And in a rocky canyon in the Warcraft Forest thousands of miles away, the spear in the hand of a woman in red easily pierced through a six-turn Warcraft, and her beautiful eyes looked at the sky for a long time, and she also turned around and went to the Warcraft Forest.
There are storms all over the place, and the strength of the Yunchuan Empire will also be revealed.
However, the parties in the battle circle are completely unknown to this, and the Emperor Star in the sky is always bright, and the light is not extinguished. That sword shattered the void, forming a shocking sword mark with the power of space, if there was a swordsman with sword qi here at this time, he would be shocked, the speed at which Li Hui realized the sword intent was really terrifying!
As early as the last moment of the life-and-death battle with the Fire Treading Demon Tiger, he realized the half-formed sword intent, but at this time, this half-formed sword intent was like riding a rocket, but in just three breaths, he crossed the threshold of one percent, and Li Hui could finally call himself a swordsman.
You must know that "those who have no sword qi are not swordsmen!" This is a famous saying that has been handed down from ancient times to the present on the mainland, and a swordsman who has not comprehended the sword intent, even if he has the ability to pass the sky, no one will accept that he is a real swordsman, because he has not even passed the entrance level.
And with the crazy rise of sword intent, the fierce aura on Li Hui's body suddenly shot out, breaking through the bottleneck in one fell swoop, and stepping into the realm of the two-star fighter, and the soaring sword intent finally stopped at about two and a half percent, and the average swordsman may not be able to improve one percent after ten years of penance, but it has improved two percent all of a sudden, it is really more human than human, and it is infuriating.
And Li Hui's cultivation realm stopped at the beginning of three stars, although the improvement of the cultivation realm made Li Hui happy, but what made him the happiest was the comprehension of the meaning, you must know that the comprehension of the meaning is not a genius can not get involved, whether you can comprehend the meaning is one of the important criteria for evaluating the strength of a monk, this is because the monk with a strong artistic conception can even do more than the level of challenge, this is the terrible thing about the meaning.
The corners of the black-clothed man's mouth hidden in the treetops twitched slightly, "Are you a natural swordsman, I hope your potential will not be exhausted, otherwise even if you spend your whole life, you can only live under the protection of the young lady." ”
"I don't think you're on par with the amazing prodigies of the great clans, but seeing their angry expressions one day would be a memorable anecdote for a lifetime......
The sword mark and the thunderball collided fiercely in mid-air, but unexpectedly, the extermination thunderball, which was as powerful as the sword mark, was easily split by the sword mark like cutting tofu, and the sword mark continued to slash towards the purple thunder roaring heavenly lion.
"No! this can't be!" If the Purple Thunder Roaring Lion could enlighten its wisdom and spit out words, it would definitely shout like this, but unfortunately it can't, it can only let out bursts of roars to vent the feelings in its heart, it can't accept such a sense of world!
"Boom-" The thunderball that had been slashed exploded in mid-air, and a huge sound resounded through the sky, and the earth trembled, and the terrifying power of seven or eight nuclear bombs tied together and exploded exploded, leveling dozens of miles around.
Although the Purple Thunder Roaring Heavenly Lion was unwilling to admit it, the fact was in front of its eyes, which could not be tolerated, and the power of this sword mark was too amazing.
In an instant, the purple light around its body was bright, the thunder shadow danced, shocking the world, the battle spirit was awe-inspiring, with the monstrous cold, like a cold god of war, raised his claws, ran the thunder and lightning, and swung fiercely towards the sword marks, the thunder and lightning condensed tens of thousands of beast-shaped troops, the beast-shaped lightning army was not afraid of life and death, and rushed towards the sword marks overwhelmingly, but the situation was almost a foregone conclusion, and the sword marks annihilated the beast-shaped lightning with the momentum of destroying the withering and decaying.
And that's not enough!
The Purple Thunder Roaring Heavenly Lion's huge eyes were full of burning battle intent, constantly driving the thunder light and blocking the sword marks. Each impact surged with earth-shattering power, and the two erupted with terrifying power at the same time, and between the collisions, the sky swirled and the earth shook.
But the power of the sword mark was still too strong, and it was like a bamboo, and it was killed in front of the Purple Thunder Roaring Heavenly Lion.
The strength of the Purple Thunder Roaring Heavenly Lion is not weak, and it is proud to be at the apex of the third-order demonic beast.
Possessing a noble lineage, it does not allow itself to be compromised here, and it wants to destroy all obstacles that stand in its way.
The thunder continued to surge, and endless power erupted from its body, converging into a hundred-foot-long thunder python, opening its huge mouth and devouring the sword marks.
The sound of explosions was endless, and the Thunder Python was able to entangle itself with the sword marks due to the uninterrupted energy supply of the Purple Thunder Roaring Lion, temporarily slowing down the expansion speed of the sword marks.
The two chess opponents collided more and more fiercely, madness raged in mid-air, and a force turned into a hurricane that swept the world, and every riot, the world changed color.
"......Boom" A violent collision, the Thunder Python was cut off half of its body by the sword marks, and it was very embarrassed, and finally dissipated.
The Purple Thunder Roaring Heavenly Lion took a few steps backwards, and the giant mouth spurted out a cloud of purple-black thick blood, and the blood and qi in his body were churning, and his complexion was not good.
In the confrontation with the sword marks, it fell behind, and it gritted its teeth fiercely, erasing the remaining blood stains from the corners of its mouth, and stabilized the breath in its body.
Looking at the shocking sword marks across the sky, he suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared, the sound waves rippling in the air were clearly visible, and the vast fluctuations came out, like water waves, and the aura in the surrounding sky was absorbed by the purple thunder roaring lion, and it continued to pour into its body like a tide, it was like a bottomless pit, and there was no sign of stopping.
The roar of the Purple Thunder Roaring Heavenly Lion lasted for a long time, and the fluctuations swept in all directions, and a storm of thunder and lightning rolled up all around. These storms converge like mountains and rivers rushing, and thousands of rivers flow into the sea, and the momentum is incomparably vast.
Swept up, the heavens and the earth were oppressed by this might, and the huge dark clouds wanted to cover the sky and the sun, but the starlight in the sky emitted a stronger light, dispelling the dark clouds.
The Purple Thunder Roaring Heavenly Lion's huge body surged with a terrifying momentum of waves and waves, infinitely approaching the limit of the third order, although it did not step into the category of the fourth order, but the power of the riot on its body at this time far exceeded that of ordinary fourth-order demonic beasts.
Its purple-black eyes were deep, and it didn't know what it was thinking. The lightning-like texture on its forehead flashed, the brilliance was brilliant, and the power around it was rioting, but it only did to grab it again, and a huge phantom appeared behind it, and this phantom could only see a pair of blood-red eyes, although it was very unstable, but the power it released was extremely amazing, domineering and exposed.
This claw, under the pouring of phantom power, became sharp and unstoppable, like an undefeated god of war, which could destroy the world and destroy the world, and the powerful mess collided with the sword mark again, stalemate.
The sword mark has no consciousness, all it knows is: absorb the light of the stars, and the grass does not grow where it passes, and the strength of the sword mark is self-evident, even if the Purple Thunder Screaming Lion tries its best, it can't help it, but with the appearance of a powerful phantom, the situation has stabilized, and the Purple Thunder Screaming Lion finally gained the power to fight.
At this time, Li Hui was in an indescribable artistic conception, and the feeling was indescribable and unclear. He lost control of his body, his consciousness was isolated, trapped in an unknown corner of his body, his heart was full of sadness, he was about to go crazy alone, but the lotus-shaped air mass in his dantian was constantly trembling, growing wildly, condensing into a green lotus that was no different from the real lotus.
Li Hui's sword intent shook, and the desolate aura caused the heavens and the earth to be desolate, as if cold rain was floating in the world, and the entire heaven and earth were shrouded in desolation.
The whole person went crazy, his body moved on its own, his body was like a dead leaf dancing in the air, and the frost sword in his hand slashed at an incredible angle, constantly attacking the Purple Thunder Roaring Heavenly Lion.
The Purple Thunder Roaring Heavenly Lion was also beaten out of his temper, his anger was all over the sky, his body was bleeding, and the phantom in mid-air blocked the sword marks, which finally gave it a chance, it wanted to take revenge and kill the human in front of it!
Li Hui's consciousness seemed to have fallen into a sea of suffering, into a quagmire, into endless darkness, he was weak and powerless, he tried to cheer up, but he sank deeper and deeper, "No! Master, I can't stop here! I want to become stronger, so strong that the world trembles for it, and I keep my heart soft in my arms!" Suddenly the darkness fluctuated......
The Purple Thunder Roaring Heavenly Lion relied on its powerful physical strength to fight with the mad demon Li Hui, and did not fall behind, you must know that although Li Hui's cultivation realm was a lot lower than it, it did not lose the slightest in physical strength.
Now there is no fierce fighting spirit, there are only the most primitive and savage hand-to-hand combat, both of which are bloodstained on their bodies, and the terrifying power vibrates out, causing the surrounding heaven and earth aura to stir, and the oppressive space is sneering.
Li Hui didn't make any extra moves, every time he took out his sword, he was as fierce as a poisonous snake, leaving a deep wound on the purple thunder roaring heavenly lion's body.
The Purple Thunder Roaring Heavenly Lion roared angrily, surging out its terrifying thunder and lightning power, and in the midst of the surge of power, the brilliance illuminated half of the sky, with a palpitating momentum, as if it was overwhelming, and continued to surge towards Li Hui.
Li Hui's eyes were sad and cold, and the Purple Thunder Screaming Heavenly Lion glanced at him, making it feel like he was trapped in an ice cellar
The eyes look at everything as if they were looking at dead things, with a peerless coldness and desolation.