He wanted to get up, but he was pressed by the huge heavy sword behind his back, as if a mountain was suppressing him, so that he could only lie on the ground and continue to use the strength of his limbs to support him little by little.

This heavy sword...... It's too heavy!

Even if he used all his strength, he could only prop up his body halfway, and he didn't even have a chance to stand up.

But fortunately, the woodland he is in is at the dividing line between Baishi Village and Yinshui Village, so few people from Yinshui Village will come here, and this place is extremely remote, except for wild beasts, there will be no others.

The heavy breath panted for a while, and his body tried to hold it up again and again, but every time he was halfway up, he was pressed back by the giant sword behind him, and finally there was a "bang" sound, which made him feel a pain all over his body.

However, even so, the young man did not have the slightest intention of giving up, but was more persistent, as if he would not give up if he did not carry the giant sword behind him.

With such a continuous cycle of movements, he didn't know how long he had persevered, he only knew that in the transformation of day and night again and again, coupled with the hundred-meter pit that was suppressed under his body, he seemed to have forgotten the time, and at this time, in his heart, there was only the heavy sword behind his back.

Among them, there were even some low-level desolate beasts coming, but they were scared away when they were glared at by Ming Yuan's fierce eyes and burst out with the powerful power of their bodies.

This low-level desolate beast, that is, gradually growing from a wild beast, is not afraid at all.

However, under this continuous effort, his physique at this time has undergone earth-shattering changes, and his flesh and blood body has become extremely hard, and the physical strength alone has increased by three or four times compared to before.

This kind of strength and institutional improvement, Ming Yuan can deeply feel.

It seems that this giant sword can change his flesh and blood as well as his own strength.

In other words, in addition to the power that came out of cultivation, he was growing with the strength and physique of a mortal, and this growth rate was stronger than that of ordinary cleansing.

Of course, the quenching of the body and the qi and blood were also surging, and in the process of such suffering, Ming Yuan did not stop cultivating because of the heavy sword, and the miscellaneous qi in the meridians flowed, and he ...... Same as washing!

Rounds of miscellaneous qi were washed by him again and again, until the meridians became extremely spacious and crystal clear, Ming Yuan stopped this round of washing, and then entered the next round, each round of washing was washed countless times, this kind of washing, even in the ancient sect, would not take so long to put on the washing qi.

Washing, as we all know, is just a simple transformation, a process of transforming from a mortal to a great wilderness, when you become a great wilderness, the talent is good, and the wilderness between heaven and earth will also enter the lifeline at that fast speed, and, at the moment of entry, it will continue to help you wash the air, the desolate gas, which is more pure than washing yourself.

Therefore, in terms of washing qi, ordinary people will not spend so much time, just wash the meridians and be able to condense the qi beads.

However, Ming Yuan doesn't think so, deep down in his heart, no matter what he does, since he wants to do it, he must do his best, otherwise, don't do it.

Therefore, whether it is a simple, undesirable wash, or in terms of dealing with things, he is very strict with himself.

This kind of strictness was not originally available, but it has been there since ten years ago.

In the past, he was so lazy, casual in cultivation, he had endless talents, and countless resources, even if he was sleeping, that kind of cultivation would continue to rise, and when I thought about it, that life was really comfortable.

A smile was revealed, but ...... Everything was shattered.

The strong power in the body continued to fill the limbs, the heavy sword behind the back, the whole body was propped up again, and the trembling body, sweat fell like rain, wetting the heavy soil.

Time passed little by little, and the power surging up and down the whole body was also constantly getting stronger, and the heavy sword behind it was supported by Ming Yuan little by little, and in the end, it was directly able to stand up with both feet, but those feet were trembling like flapping wings, and the yin and yang locks tightly tightened on the chest had already left a deep blood-red mark on it, and behind it, countless blood marks were printed, and the blood marks dried up, but the pungent smell of blood was enough to see how much blood had flowed behind Ming Yuan during the period of insistence。

However, when Ming Yuan stood up half-stood up, hunched over and looked up, there was indeed a touch of despair in his heart.

Because, with the accumulation of time and the weight of the heavy sword, the deep pit he was in had reached a depth of three or four hundred meters, and if he wanted to climb up with this heavy sword on his back, it was tantamount to countless times more difficult than walking with the heavy sword on his back.

"Evil Worker......

Yangtian let out a cry of grief and indignation, Mingyuan's tears were about to come out, thinking that he had achieved half of the joy brought by success, but he didn't expect that a mountain was higher than a mountain.

However, the iniquity you have done must be completed by yourself no matter what.

If you want to cry without tears, you can only continue.

Hunched back, gasping for breath, at this time, Ming Yuan's right hand slowly stretched out, touched the heavy yin and yang lock, and then slowly untied it, looking at the extremely slender black line on the yin and yang lock, Ming Yuan knew that it was the heavenly demon qi in the sealed demon yuan sword, once it was completely unraveled, the heavenly demon qi in this sword would burst out in an instant.

"Smack!"

The yin-yang lock tightly crossed his chest was finally untied at this moment, and the moment the yin-yang lock was unlocked, the heavy sword behind it suddenly fell downward, and then made a heavy sound, inserting it into the thick earth.

When the heavy sword was unloaded, Ming Yuan's whole body felt more relaxed than he had ever been, that kind of ease, just like a goshawk with wings that could soar freely in the sky.

The yin and yang locks were tightly wrapped around the Demon Yuan Sword, and the black air swirled, especially the dark red blood lines on the sword's body, which made Ming Yuan's brows frown coldly.

The blood pattern was left from him when he drew the sword, but he didn't expect it to be attached to the sword by this Demon Yuan Sword.

Looking up at the deep pit again, he held the hilt of the sword with one hand, the power was attributed to the right hand, the ancient marks lit up, half dragon and half phoenix flowed, the dragon and phoenix pattern behind him, a golden light flashed, and the golden liquid flowed from left to right like magma.

At this moment, the power brought Ming Yuan a strength that he had never felt before, and this kind of strength seemed to have an impulse to pull out the heavy sword in his hand from the soil in an instant!

"Boom!"

Deep in the soil, the heavy sword was slowly pulled out of it, and the power of a thousand jun made Ming Yuan's feet sink, and the moment he lifted the heavy sword with both his right hand and his left hand, Ming Yuan hurriedly inserted the giant sword into the soil above the pit, and then kicked his right foot, which was to jump towards the sword body.