At the same time, deep in the glacier.

There was a hint of confusion on Shakti's face: "Strange! Why does this seat have a feeling that someone is spying on me, but he doesn't find anything?"

Thinking that a few months ago, there was a supreme imperial aura born, and now it seems that someone is peeping at him, Emperor Shakti always feels a little uneasy in his heart for some reason, and he can't help but say to himself: "It seems that it's time for this seat to come out of the mountain again, I don't know what major events have happened in the rivers and lakes recently?"

......

At the same time as the image disappeared, Xia Yang only felt a sudden sense of exhaustion in his spirit, as if using the Heavenly Crying Sutra was an extremely draining thing.

However, he was not surprised by this, but his heart was extremely solemn. Because if this Heavenly Crying Sutra is true, he has just almost proved that the mysterious existence that exterminates the Daoless Crazy Heaven and peeks into him through time and space is by no means the real Great Sun Rulai!

It's just that he can't figure it out anyway, with that person's strength far beyond the Crazy Heaven, why do he still have such a calculation? And this Heavenly Crying Sutra, is it true or false, why is it placed here, and does that person have a shocking chess game behind his back?

All this, Xia Yang is ignorant!

pondered for a while, including recalling the entire plot of Fengyun, but there was still no answer.

And I don't know if the Heavenly Crying Sutra was absorbed by the Ten Thousand Worlds Bead, or if it was caused by the mysterious person behind it, whether it was Xia Yang who saw the "words" on the Heavenly Crying Sutra, or after merging with him, he did not become omniscient, omniscient and omnipotent as in the legend. It takes a lot of mental power to know what you want to know, and this ability is still limited, and it can't predict the future, which means that today's Heavenly Crying Sutra no longer has the ability to predict at all!

But with his intuition, he roughly believed that this Heavenly Crying Sutra was true, but for some reason, it was inexplicably integrated into his soul. In this way, the Heavenly Cry Sutra will no longer exist in this world.

Thinking of the gap between him and the person just now, a feeling of desperate desire to become stronger once again arose from the bottom of his heart!

Since embarking on the path of cultivation, the reason why Xia Yang has been so determined, regardless of cold and summer, has been diligent in cultivation, and can even be said to be to the point of playing with his life, is because he doesn't want to go back to the past, like in the real world, to be a mediocre mortal.

Ordinary is the greatest original sin!

In the same way, weakness is also an original sin. If he was crushed to death like an ant by that mysterious existence just now, he could only blame himself for not being strong enough!

Thinking of this, Xia Yang's eyes froze, and after looking around the cave for another week, his figure disappeared on this Sunbreaker Peak.

......

When he saw Xia Yang again, he felt that his face was quite gloomy, and there was obviously a huge change from his previous calm and calmness, as if something had just happened on the Breaking Sun Peak that surprised him.

After a slight hesitation, he still asked, "Amitabha, Lord Xia is here...... But what happened? Have you ever seen the Heavenly Crying Sutra?"

"In this world, there will be no more heavenly crying. Xia Yang was silent for a moment and slowly spoke.

Hearing this, his face suddenly showed a look of astonishment, and there was no longer a Heavenly Crying Sutra, what does this mean......?" In the donor's righteous battle just now, it has been destroyed?"

Xia Yang was noncommittal and did not speak.

He didn't intend to tell the truth, and he didn't say how incredible things were, and the other party might not believe them if he said it, and just because of the complexity of the matter, letting him know would only be harmful.

I feel that Xia Yang has a lot of important words that he has not said, and then he thinks of the earth-shattering battle just now, like a great battle beyond the boundaries of mortals, since this "Wushuang Hou" has returned unharmed, it naturally means that he has won the battle. It's just that after the victory, he is so unusually full of heaviness, it must mean that something earth-shaking has happened in the middle.

In addition to being shocked, although he wanted to know very much what happened on the Breaking Sun Peak, he didn't open his mouth to ask when Xia Yang didn't take the initiative to ask.

The two fell silent.

After a while, Xia Yang took the initiative to break the silence: "I don't know what the master plans next?"

If he remembers correctly, it seems that it will not be long before he dies at the hands of the broken army. But now that the other party has touched him, he naturally wants to stop it.

He said calmly: "Before the poor monk came here, the nameless benefactor had left alone to block the godless pursuers, and I don't know what the situation is now, the poor monk wants to go to meet him." If the nameless benefactor is unfortunately harmed by the absolute godless, the poor monk, although his strength is low, must also try to stop this martial arts catastrophe!"

"Oh, is Nameless here too?" Xia Yang was slightly surprised, and then he looked disapproving: "There is no such thing as a god, and he is trying to get involved in the rivers and mountains of Shenzhou, and he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead!"

Snorting coldly, he smiled disdainfully and said, "Master don't worry, this person will make waves for a while, and he won't be able to become a big climate." Let's go, and then you'll clean up this Dongying idiot!"

Hearing that Xia Yang was really willing to make a move, he was happy at first, but then said solemnly: "If the Wushuang Marquis is willing to resolve this catastrophe, he can turn the tide, and the poor monk will thank Lord Xia on behalf of the people in the world." However, although the martial arts of the godless are not comparable to Xia Shizhu, they should not be underestimated, and there are many masters under him, Xia Shizhu must not be careless!"

Xia Yang shook his head indifferently: "Master rest assured, the absolute godless is just a small shrimp, there are many people who can pinch him to death, and the person who brought havoc to the Central Plains Martial Arts is not his turn, at least it should be the level of Tianmen, it is possible." ”

He said it plainly, as simple and ordinary as eating and drinking, but he frowned: "Tianmen?"

What kind of force was this, and why had he never heard of it?

From the mirror, he only learned that in the near future, there would be an extremely terrible catastrophe in the Central Plains Martial Arts, and even endanger the entire Shenzhou, and he thought that it should be on the absolute god. Could it be that this catastrophe is not caused by the absence of God, but by someone else?

Seeing Xia Yang's appearance as a treasure, he seemed to know very well about the "Heavenly Gate" he was talking about, and he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart! In the world, is there really such a gang that he has never heard of?

"What the Heavenly Gate is, the master will know in the future. Let's go, let's go and give the gods a ride, and by the way, see the nameless style of martial arts mythology. ”

After finishing speaking, Xia Yang chuckled, and the figure had disappeared.

The more I came into contact with Xia Yang, the more I realized that this person was extremely mysterious and unfathomable, and he seemed to know all kinds of secrets and hidden strength in the martial arts. Frightened, he immediately took a step and followed closely behind, heading out of the town.

......

Above the river, a lonely boat.

The water on the river surface is turbulent, raise the eyes to look around, the eyes are all green, the two sides are the walls standing thousands of thousands, among the thousands of emerald green, mixed with countless ape chirps, birds singing and fragrant flowers, the whole world seems to be full of vitality, lively and interesting.

There were three people on the lonely boat, an old boatman holding the boat, an old monk with a kind face, and a young man in a green shirt flying around.

Surrounded by mountains on both sides, the terrain is narrow, the river is fast, and the weather is bad today, the boat rises and falls in the wind and waves, swaying, and is in danger of capsizing at any time.

The old boatman who was holding the boat looked panicked, and secretly screamed bad luck in his heart. Originally, he was reluctant to go out of the ship even if he was killed, but he couldn't withstand the young man's silver attack, so he had to grit his teeth and take the job. Although he is a good boat supporter and has decades of experience in crossing the river, he still can't help but tremble his hands in such a dangerous river, and he only hopes that the sky will be beautiful, and he must not capsize here.

However, in this rocking boat, the old monk and the young man were sitting upright, as steady as Mount Tai, and there was a pot of tea in front of them, sipping tea, as if they were not affected by the surrounding environment at all.

Feeling that the boatman was getting more and more flustered in his heart, the young man with extraordinary bearing suddenly smiled slightly and said, "Old man, don't panic. If the heart is clear, the sky will not fall, all changes will still be stable, and the spirit will be calm. As long as your heart is calm, everything will be fine!"

The young man's words were like a kind of magical power, and after the old boatman heard these words, his hand on the pole instantly stabilized a lot, and the panic in his heart slowly calmed down, and he couldn't help but say in surprise: "Huh, childe, it seems to be really useful!"

"It's good to be useful. The young man smiled.

Hearing the young man's words, the old boatman's mind calmed down, and the old monk couldn't help but sigh: "Lord Xia Shi's cultivation is really unfathomable, and a random sentence contains such a philosophy, and the poor monk admires it!"

This young man and old monk are none other than Xia Yang and Zheng.

Xia Yang took a sip of the teacup and smiled indifferently: "This is the words of the predecessors, Xia is just picking up people's teeth." ”

The few words he just said were from the Nie family's ancestral "Ice Heart Decision", and he used his spiritual power to pacify the boatman, but he didn't have any ability.

"Lord Xia Shi is too humble. "It's not worth sighing.

Xia Yang didn't feel it, after he learned the news by chance, his heart had never calmed down, so he took the opportunity to say: "Master don't have to worry so much, although your friend was captured by mistake, I can assert that he will never die here." Not only that, but he will also get a great opportunity to take his martial arts to the next level!"

A friend who is not a false one, it naturally refers to the nameless.

Hearing him say this, although he was not completely relieved, he also settled down a lot, and folded his hands and said: "Since Lord Xia Shi said this, it is okay to think about it." ”

Xia Yang smiled faintly and said: "The master's peace of mind is that he is nameless, he has extremely strong luck and deep fortune, how can he die so easily? ”

"Oh, is this true?" Hearing that Nameless might be a blessing in disguise and comprehend the highest skill of the Sword Sect, he was suddenly pleasantly surprised.

The corners of Xia Yang's mouth curled slightly: "Is it true or false, when I stay in the Godless Palace, I know when I see the nameless." ”

Seeing that he was so determined, he didn't know that this extremely mysterious peerless marquis would never be untargeted, so he completely relieved his heart.

Then, he sighed slightly: "With Xia Shizhu's earth-shattering martial arts cultivation, I'm afraid that he is already invincible in the world, even if ten thousand swords return to the sect, I'm afraid it may not be able to enter your eyes, right?"

The master laughed. Xia Yang shook his head: "The way of martial arts is as vast as a sea of smoke! Each peerless school can be famous all over the world, and naturally has its own uniqueness, Xia is not a madman who has no way to go crazy and the sky, how dare he despise the divine skills of his predecessors?"

After speaking, he also sighed: "What's more, even I, in the eyes of some people, am nothing more than an ant-like existence, how can I dare to call myself invincible?"

What he said was naturally the mysterious black hand who took on the name of "Great Ri Rulai".

It is true that the shock in my heart can be said to be beyond measure. If even the realm of Xia Yang is an ant, what kind of people are in the martial arts in the world!

How terrifying should the "certain people" he speaks of?

"This world ...... Is there anyone more powerful than Lord Xia Shi?" asked in a trembling voice.

Xia Yang looked at the river, with an inexplicable look on his face: "Since Xia learned martial arts, although he has never been arrogant, he is also self-aware. At present, there are not only those who can beat me in the world, but I am afraid there is more than one!"

Although he has now achieved the realm of human immortals and absorbed Long Yuan even more, due to the shallow time, his strength has not yet been fully consolidated. In addition, this plane is a world that has multiplied "skills" to the extreme, and "skills" are precisely his biggest disadvantage, although there are not many strong people who can defeat him with "skills", but they are by no means non-existent.

Hearing this, he was already a little numb, as if since he met Xia Yang, everything he saw and heard made him break the cognition of the past few decades.

Xia Yang didn't say the names of those who could beat him, but changed the topic: "Speaking of Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect, anyway, there is nothing left and right, how about we talk about the most powerful martial arts in the world?"

Buxu took a deep breath and said quietly: "I want to hear it in detail." ”

Xia Yang said softly: "With my current realm, there are not many martial arts in this world that can enter my eyes, but there are also many of them. Such as the sword master's holy spirit swordsmanship, sword twenty-three"

He said in doubt: "Sword twenty-three, the poor monk only knows sword twenty-one, I heard that the sword saint has realized sword twenty-two earlier, but I don't know, there is actually a sword twenty-three in this world, what is so extraordinary about this sword?"

"Dead space, Kenshin Hell. Xia Yang said lightly.

"This ......" is true, and his face changed.

Xia Yang said lightly: "As soon as the sword twenty-three comes out, an invisible sword qi space will be formed around the cultivator's body, which contains all the sword moves of the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, and there are also twenty-three sword techniques to fight against the enemy's strategy. The sword qi space formed by Sword Twenty-Three is also known as Sword Heart Hell, and cultivators can use the Yuan Shen as an attack, which can exempt all physical attacks, oh, it is a physical attack, and the real power of this type is that they are invincible in advance and immune to the opponent's attack. Within Dead Space, all action is stationary, unable to fight back against him, nor can it be defended. ”

The pupils shrank suddenly, and after a long time, he exhaled lightly: "Sword twenty-three, death space...... If there really is such swordsmanship, it can really be said to be invincible swordsmanship. ”

"Invincible?"

Xia Yang smiled noncommittally, and did not justify it, and followed: "In addition to this sword twenty-three, there are also the love of the fallen city, the Sacred Heart Formula, the Ten Thousand Dao Sen Luo, the Four Absolute Heavens, the Ten Tribulations of the Evil King, the Maha Immeasurable, the Twelve Swords of Xuanyin, and the Xuanwu True Skill...... and all kinds of miraculous skills. ”