Ji Mu likes this kind of day very much.

It was as if all that was left in this world was gray emptiness, pure black swords, and brilliant blood, far more thorough than ever before. If this has always been the case, then the scenery that the world has praised will not be useless in his eyes.

He especially likes today.

Ji Mu poured an endless stream of true power into the nine-string knife, his body was unscrupulous, and the knife opened and closed widely, allowing the knife to sweep through the ice and snow and confuse people's eyes.

The old wounds of the bone devouring nail are all removed, so that he can swing the ultimate and hearty with every knife.

Maybe it's because it's been too long.

This is clearly just a recovery from an injury—something he has experienced countless times in his life—but only this time has made Ji Musheng feel more happy than he has ever gotten before, as if the prisoner is out of trouble, and from now on, no one can stand in the way, and all the shackles can be broken with a knife.

That's right. Ji Mu thought, this is what he deserves.

Rumble!

The two gravitational forces collided in the void, and the aura surged.

Ji Mu slashed into Yan Ling's long whip with another knife, retreated slightly, twisted his right foot with strength, and his figure disappeared again in an instant.

During the sweep, Ji Mu passed by Chu Heyi intentionally or unintentionally, and Yu smoothed over his unfazed face, leaving a sneer, "It's in the way, you." ”

Chu Heyi was stunned, and Wu Zi adjusted his internal breath, holding his sword and waiting to fight back.

Ji Mu scoffed.

Chu Heyi's previous sword dao is worth mentioning, but unfortunately, since he can't distinguish Yan Ling's true body and painting realm now, no matter how strong his swordsmanship is, it will only fall into the void, and his efforts will be in vain.

What's more, Ji Mu could see that Chu Heyi still had a part of his mind until now, and he had been trying to comprehend the supernatural powers.

Ji Mu sneered even more.

He picked Chu Heyi to break the siege when he was in danger today, but he was never ready to do a penny of great kindness - it was very unfortunate that Chu Heyi wanted this magical power, he also felt very good.

Ji Mu's body style seems to have no taboos, but in fact, he did what Lu Qiming told him from the beginning, and then deepened his cracking of the supernatural rune step by step, and every time he soaked a part, Ji Mu would immediately replace the original rune with the method taught to him by Lu Qiming - so, from the moment he came here, Chu Heyi was already destined not to get this supernatural power; if Chu Heyi wants to blame, he can only blame himself for not knowing as much as Lu Qiming.

It's about the same time. Ji Mu stared at Yan Ling with a smile - he only needed to solve this little trouble in front of him, and everything would be fine.

Yan Ling only felt terrifying.

She struggled to deal with Ji Mu's ghostly knife momentum, and she didn't even have time to say a word. Yan Ling had gradually felt the cost of continuously using supernatural powers, but she had to continue to hold on - at least with supernatural powers, she didn't have to face Ji Mu and Chu Heyi at the same time.

- But that's what puzzled her the most!

How could Ji Mu be so much stronger than the rumors? How did he crack the illusion? Yan Ling's supernatural powers and Tsing Yi's painting realm had no effect on him at all!

"Surprised?" Ji Mu understood Yan Ling's eyes, and only smiled evilly, "I'm just as surprised—you're much weaker than your reputation." ”

As he spoke, the two of them had exchanged no less than ten moves quickly, and each time the strength was as heavy as thunder, and the bones of half of Yan's body were faintly painful.

Go on like this...... Yan Ling Yuguang paid attention to Qiu Ze's movements, and secretly hated in his heart - that named Qiao Ji happened to be a physical cultivator, and he had been pestering Qiu Ze with melee combat, making his magical power "origin" useless!

Before that, for a long time, people had almost forgotten the existence of Ji Mu's master and servant. Bearing the punishment of the bone devouring nail, he lost two people in a row on the way, and after entering the ancient battlefield, he disappeared and hid everywhere - imagine how much of a threat such an opponent can be?

However, the opposite is true.

She, the Holy Envoy, and Qiu Ze joined forces to target Chu Heyi's trapped situation, but it was completely reversed in an instant after Ji Mu appeared. Yan Ling even suspected that Ji Mu had obtained some kind of magical power in advance, which they didn't know about!

The air gradually wafted away with the blood that could not be blown away by the wind, and the slightest sweetness carried the unique fresh fragrance born from the long-term washing of the spiritual energy of the demon spirit clan, which was different from the turbidity of human blood.

Dealing with Chu Heyi's sword and Ji Mu's knife one after another, Yan Ling had already suffered a lot of injuries, her complexion was even more snow-white due to blood loss, and her body was empty, but the ruthlessness in her eyes never changed - no one would doubt that as long as she seized the opportunity, it would still be a fatal blow.

Somehow, it was obviously two completely different people, and for a moment Ji Mu suddenly remembered Hua Yue, and he hadn't thought about her for a long time.

In an instant, Yan Ling's eyes froze!

She raised her arms and raised her whip, but the offensive similar to the previous one was only a cover-up; when the volley approached, Yan Ling had already clasped her fingers into claws, and she was about to slash Ji Mu's throat-

"Little trick. ”

Ji Mu came back to his senses, his body was slightly to the side, and his left hand was already lightly on the woman's wrist, and Yan Ling clearly saw the hideous scar on his wrist bone.

Feeling her gaze, Ji Mu sneered slightly, and twisted his hand hard!

Yan Ling's face changed slightly, but he didn't try to break free, but went further, and his whole body was suspended in the air along Ji Mu's strength, and the skirt rose with it, like a swaying blooming white tan in the wind.

Ji Mu had no intention of continuing to be taken away by her, so he took the initiative to let go of his hand and take a step back, his eyes swept over the woman unscrupulously, and chuckled: "You are as beautiful as your reputation...... I suddenly like it now. ”

Yan Ling stood firmly, brushed a strand of sideburns with his fingers, hooked his lips and said, "If you like it, come to our Lingmeng's side." ”

However, at the moment when their eyes met, Ji Mu and Yan Ling's expressions were slightly gloomy at the same time - for no other reason, both of them realized that the other party was suddenly slightly relaxed - and this kind of emotion should not have appeared on the battlefield where the outcome was undecided!

What is he or she planning?!

- This is what Ji Mu and Yan Zero thought of at the same time.

The next moment, not far away, the sword qi rose into the sky.

......

......

On this battlefield, there is a person who has been completely ignored by the cultivators of the Divine Domain from beginning to end - the strange boy who took the place of Tsing Yi and meditated to comprehend the supernatural powers.

The young man was black-clothed and had a sword, his cultivation was low, and there was nothing special about his whole body, and he was even a martial cultivator's cultivation system—all of this made people think that his value only ended after the initial exchange of eyes with Tsing Yi, and the people of the Spirit Alliance might not let him have that magical power at all, besides......

Even if that young man obtained the supernatural powers, what could he do? What could he do with Xiao Zhou Tian's cultivation? Thinking about it this way, the people of the Martial Sect would rather be that young man than other great powers of the Spirit Alliance.

But today, another incredible thing happened-

Between the vast snow-covered mountains, the mighty sword roar suddenly startled!

It was not a single sword, but ten, hundred, countless swords, and even the sword cultivation heart that contained all sword intent.

Everything is quiet, and the only sword heart is high in the four corners of heaven and earth, infinite and unbounded.

——The penultimate supernatural power inheritance existing in the ancient battlefield has a single master since this moment.

......

Yan Ling looked at the ordinary black-clothed young man, and deep jealousy flashed in his eyes.

Unlike those people in the Martial Sect who didn't know each other, she and the other three cultivators of the Spirit Alliance were always in touch. She heard the Holy Envoy mention that this divine power was called "Infinite Realm", and this was the one she most longed for—

Challenge the prestige, break down the old barriers, confront, break through, and unlimited freedom.

It's a pity that she doesn't fit.

The Holy Envoy concluded that although the young man had only been practicing for a short time, he had a mind that was perfectly suited to the mysteries of the supernatural powers. And for him to complete the comprehension of the supernatural power at this moment, it is even more secretly in line with the heavens, and he will definitely be able to exert the power of that sword to the extreme—the most critical sword.

However, an unknown junior, how could He De dare to let the Holy Envoy, her and Qiu Ze be his foil?

"Yan Zero. As if she had noticed it, the voice of the Holy Envoy suddenly sounded in her ears, as cold as snow.

Yan zero back "yes", re-concentrating.

In any case, it was already predetermined, and now is the time to witness the right decision of the Messenger.