One-third of the West Continent!

Han Mingyuan opened his eyes, he looked at Xizhou under his feet, his body couldn't help but tremble, he pressed the hesitation and terror in his heart to the bottom of his heart, and asked suspiciously: "This matter is so confidential, why did the adults tell me?"

The corners of Pu Qingwei's mouth lifted, and he didn't look like a rebellious tyrant, but like a plain scholar: "Only by bearing the slaughter of hundreds of millions of living beings can you break through the shackles of this nothingness, do you think it's so easy to become a war king?"

It is extremely difficult for a war general to become a war hero, if it weren't for Han Ming's occasional ray of aura, I am afraid it would be difficult to promote from a war general to a war hero, and from a war hero to a war king, it is even more important to look at the central situation, if the mind is not firm enough, and he can't bear the killing of hundreds of millions of living beings, and he is panicked and doubts himself in his heart, then when he is promoted to the war king, he will only dance with demons and walk like a demon.

Although Han Ming can temporarily suppress the guilt and panic of learning that hundreds of millions of innocent beings have been killed, as well as the thoughts of self-doubt about righteousness and evil, if he can't understand the clear intention, the demons in his heart will be planted deep in his heart, and sooner or later he will be promoted to the king of war.

Now that Pu Qingglaze mentioned it again, Han Ming suddenly fell into deep thought.

This innocent billions of creatures were killed in this way, and he himself became an insider, is this kind of killing too indulgent, will this kind of killing be too serious, is there no other way except this method, I don't know how to stop it, and I have become an accomplice in this pit to kill hundreds of millions of living beings.

Kill so many creatures...... Could it be that this is the ultimate way of cultivation......

Han Ming fell into a daze, as if he saw himself covered in blood, laughing and roaring like a Shura, and a few words from Pu Qingglaze made Han Ming's mood collapse, self-doubt, and even doubt the meaning of cultivation.

Snort!

In his mud pill palace, the black qi was filled, and the little light man was covered in starlight, trying his best to resist the infection of the demons in his heart.

Han Ming knew that if this continued, sooner or later he would be devoured by the demons in his heart, and he silently recited the Dragon Star Yao Divine Decision in his heart, and a stream of cool star power was sucked into the center of his eyebrows, and his brain suddenly cleared up a lot, but the demons in his heart were still vertical and horizontal.

Pu Qingglaze noticed the starlight inhaled by Han Ming's eyebrows, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, looking at Han Ming, who was in a daze, suddenly his voice exploded like thunder, and he asked abruptly, "What do you want?!"

How are you going to do it?!

With a loud shout, Han Ming's mind was instantly clear like an enlightenment, his eyes were condensed, and he responded with a long shout: "I do the reef to meet the waves, although the waves are stormy, my heart is as solid as a rock, and the killing is not appropriate, why should I carry the Lang Lang Qiankun and step on the mighty loess!"

After speaking, the starlight in Han Mingni Pill Palace was brilliant, burning all the demons in his heart like the scorching sun shining on ice and snow, his heart was relieved, and he suddenly felt more relaxed than before, his mind was more accessible than before, and his mood rose to a higher level again.

"Good!" Pu Qingxu praised.

Han Ming's eyes were clear, and he bowed slightly to Pu Qingxiang, "Thank you, Lord Zhanwang, mention it." ”

Park Qingxiang shook his head, "What's the matter with me, it's up to you to understand it yourself." ”

The two traveled all the way and landed on the top of a towering mountain.

"I heard that you also use a sword, and your sword intent is very high. Park Qingglaze sat on the ground, he looked at Han Ming's stubbornness to the chief's subordinates, and said with a displeased face: "You also sit down, it's a kind of thing to talk about swords, there are only friends, there is no distinction between chiefs and subordinates." ”

Han Ming's mood has risen, and he is grateful to Pu Qingglaze, but now he sees that Pu Qingglaze is free and easy, but he seems to be too stingy, and it is really good to be friends with Pu Qingglaze, the king of war.

He sat down in front of Pu Qingxu, grinned, and arched his hand: "Friend!"

Pu Qingxu smiled elegantly and arched his hand: "Friend!"

After saying that, Pu Qingxiang raised his hand with a move, and a brilliant condensed sword intent appeared in the palm of his hand, and a fierce killing intent emanated from his sword intent, and Han Ming shuddered.

"I take slaughter as the foundation, condense this sword, slaughter seven sins, fornication, lust, gluttony, jealousy, laziness, arrogance, anger, this sword can go down, can split the mountain and cut off the stream, can also break the seven sins and seven desires, this is the power of my sword, what kind of sword is yours?"

After listening to Pu Qingglaze's explanation, Han Ming's spiritual sense felt the sword intent in Pu Qingglaze's hand, his eyes lit up, and he suddenly realized a lot, and he also raised his hand with a move to summon his condensation sword intent, but compared with Pu Qingglaze's, his condensation sword intent was superior to that of Pu Qingglaze.

Pu Qingxu's sword intent was crystal bright, without impurities, and domineering, while his sword intent was mottled and mixed, and many ideas inside could not be unified.

Han Ming thought for a moment before he spoke: "I am based on killing, condensing this sword, survival of the fittest, killing all things, killing all things, killing all things, there is no person or thing in the world that cannot be killed." ”

Although these words sounded simple, they were also obtained by Han Ming's insight into the sword intent, and after finishing speaking, the sword intent in his hand trembled slightly, and the light was a little brighter than the one he had just been, and the mottled thoughts in it also began to merge with each other.

"It's kind of interesting, kill all things, kill all things. Pu Qingxiang nodded thoughtfully, "Every swordsman has his own unique understanding of sword intent, but if the swordsman's understanding of his sword intent is very narrow from the beginning, then his future achievements will definitely not be high, if you, the all-thing killer, can be consummated, it is also a real killing weapon." ”

"Come, you and I exchange swords!" Pu Qing's eyes lit up, staring at the sword intent in Han Ming's hand, as if he had discovered something extremely interesting.

Han Ming naturally couldn't ask for it, Pu Qingxiang had already honed his Seven Sins Sword Intent to the extreme, if he exchanged sword intent observations with each other, the benefits he would get would naturally far exceed that of Pu Qingxiang.

The two exchanged sword intent, and Han Minggang wanted to close his eyes and start observing the seven sins with his spiritual sense, but was stopped by Pu Qingxiang.

Pu Qingxu took out a palm-sized delicate stove from the ring, a pure black wooden block the size of a thumb, the stove has nothing strange about it, but this black wooden block exudes a refreshing fragrance.

After seeing Han Ming's bright eyes, Pu Qingglaze introduced it ostentatiously: "The best dragon blood agarwood, priceless treasure, the best tear wood struck by the thunder, water the tear wood with dragon blood, and then absorb the essence of dragon blood, after thousands of years of cultivation, this three-person hugging tear tree has such a small piece of superlative, dragon blood agarwood!"

"What is the benefit of this kind of baby?" Han Ming didn't expect the cold and arrogant Pu Qingglaze to have such a childlike side, so he asked with Pu Qingglaze's happiness.

"That's a lot of benefits, put it on the stove to smoke, its incense around three meters will not be blown away by the wind, smell the incense will be calm, can make the spiritual sense into a highly concentrated state of perception, whether it is to capture the promotion of the qi or perception, it is a hundred times easier, come, praise is good, it is better to give it a try. ”

Pu Qing glazed dragon's blood agarwood was placed on the edge of the stove, and continued: "The temperature of this furnace must be just right to bake the fragrance in the dragon's blood agarwood......

Han Ming sniffed lightly at the tip of his nose, and a strange fragrance was suddenly inhaled into his nasal cavity, and suddenly an indescribable feeling of refreshment spread in his body, and the little light man in the Mud Pill Palace was full of starlight condensed and bright, and the starlight in his eyes was bright, and he entered the state of perceiving the sword intent of the Seven Sins.

As Pu Qingwei said, with the assistance of dragon's blood agarwood, the spiritual consciousness is extremely condensed, and the perception speed is more than a hundred times faster than before.

Han Ming had never heard of such a treasure on the mainland before, and now he felt that his realm was too low and his vision was too narrow, and Pu Qingglaze opened his eyes this time.

Seeing that Han Ming had entered a state of perception, Park Qingxiang no longer procrastinated, so he closed his eyes and used his spiritual sense to perceive the sword intent of Han Ming.

The wind hunts on the top of the mountain, the stove smokes incense, and the fragrance is surrounded.

Han Ming felt that the seven sins sword intent of Pu Qingglaze was very perceptive, as if he had stepped into a new time, as his perception of sword intent continued to increase, his own sword intent was also rapidly enhanced, and it became more and more refined.

And Pu Qingglaze's observation of Han Ming's sword intent, although it did not have a huge breakthrough like Han Ming, it would be of great benefit to him to enhance his understanding of the Seven Sins in the future.

For three days and three nights, the two sat opposite each other and watched the sword, day and night, not knowing whether it was hot or cold.

Three days later, Pu Qing's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes, he saw that Han Ming was still in the middle of watching the sword, so he didn't bother, and stood on the top of the mountain alone and waited.

And so it went on for another nine days.

Han Ming slowly woke up from the sword view, when he opened his eyes, the essence of his eyes flickered, and a substantial sharp sword intent seemed to shoot out through his gaze, and when he saw Pu Qingxu, who had woken up at some point next to the mountain, he suddenly felt ashamed.

"I'm sorry, I'm a little confused. Han Ming hurriedly stood up to make amends.

Pu Qingglaze didn't take it to heart, but his eyes lit up, and he returned Han Ming's sword intent, and said, "Come, let me see your progress in the past twelve days!"

Shout!

The sword intent flew into Han Ming's palm like a silver carp.

Han Ming grinned and shouted, "Good!"

He held the sword intent, his eyes were instantly resolute, his eyes looked at the sword intent in his hand, and he suddenly began to merge the perception of the sword intent of the seven sins in the past twelve days into his sword intent, and the next moment, the sword intent in his hand suddenly burst into a fiery brilliance, as bright as a brilliant starlight.

Immediately followed by a domineering ferocious killing intent swept through all the surroundings.

Cluck!

The grass and trees felt this domineering killing intent, thinking that the late autumn had arrived, and the whole mountain and the hundreds of miles of grass and trees around the mountain turned from lush at the beginning to withered yellow in an instant, and the change in color was very obvious as far as the eye could see.

Many beasts in the mountains sensed this killing intent, thinking that they had been killed, and they actually faked their deaths directly with their legs kicked and their eyes closed.

The deer grazing with their heads down, the leopard preparing to cull their prey, the wild boar rubbing pine oil, and the animals in the mountains fell down in unison.

With an eagle roar, the falcon spread its wings and passed by the side of the mountain, and suddenly fell headlong.

The light of the sword intent in Han Ming's hand was slowly restrained, its edge was extremely powerful, and there was no turbidity inside, he grinned, his eyes suddenly cold, his wrist flipped, and the sword intent in his hand stabbed towards the void.