As the time of the battle continued to lengthen, northern Jiangsu gradually began to produce some realizations. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Fighting against oneself relies on the word "ruthless".

When the supernatural powers, exercises, tricks, and even the sense of battle are the same, if you want to win, there is only one word "ruthless" that you can rely on.

Wounds for injuries, death is easy to die, and death is the only way to not die!

The monk's path to cultivation is bumpy, like sailing against the current, without this perseverance and ruthlessness, it is difficult to reach the top.

After coming to his senses, Subei became more and more ruthless in the battle with the gray-clothed Subei.

He abandoned his sense of battle, gave up all the sword styles he had used skillfully, and only sought the most effective killing of the gray-clothed Subei.

Every time he draws his sword, he doesn't expect a fatal blow, but only wants to disintegrate the opponent's combat power step by step.

For example, just now, he fought hard to hit the opponent's sword in the chest, and was stabbed through a blood hole the size of a bowl, and took the opportunity to cut off the opponent's left arm with a sword.

After that, he pressed step by step, not retreating, he knew that this way of fighting was in conflict with his own fighting consciousness, and it was not in line with his fighting skills.

But Su Bei rushed to kill the past with such an indomitable rush, desperately injured his body, as long as he didn't hurt the vital point, he temporarily sealed the injury with spiritual power, and kept his combat power at the peak for a short time.

With this almost mad fighting method, Su Bei finally cut off the head of the gray-clothed Su Bei with a sword about two hours after the battle began.

Watching the identical head roll to the ground, Su Bei had a very complicated emotion in his heart.

But he didn't have time to experience this emotion too much, the injuries on his body from the battle with the gray-clothed Subei could not be sealed, the wounds began to disintegrate, and several blood holes began to splatter blood.

Su Bei hurriedly sat down cross-legged, took out an elixir that he had picked not long ago from the space ring, and swallowed it in his stomach.

Then he mobilized the spiritual power in the Shenhai to operate in his body, constantly washing away the medicinal power of refining the elixir, and guiding the medicinal power to repair the injuries in his body.

After about a stick of incense, Su Beichang exhaled a breath of turbidity, and the treasure body was shining, obviously no longer in trouble.

"It's so dangerous, fortunately, I picked some elixirs before entering the cave, otherwise I am afraid that this time it will be more auspicious. Su Bei secretly rejoiced in his heart.

"Little friend, congratulations on passing the first level and not dying under your own sword. But this second level, I'm afraid you won't be able to pass it so easily. You've recovered from your injuries, come on!"

The figure of the Tonghe Demon Saint did not appear, but the voice came again.

As soon as this voice fell, Su Bei only felt that his eyes were dark, and the universe was reversed, and the next moment, he was teleported out of the Heavenly Demon Holy Mansion.

With the surging galaxy above his head and a void under his feet, he was standing in the starry sky at this moment.

Then he was shocked to find that there was a vast and boundless power surging in his body at this moment.

This kind of power is beyond ordinary people's cognition, and it is incredibly powerful, as if you can reach out and pick up the stars and catch the moon, and shatter the entire sky with a snap of your fingers.

Without looking inward, he already knew that the divine sea flowing in his body was no longer spiritual power, but a more refined, powerful holy power that was thousands of times more powerful.

After a brief period of astonishment in Su Bei's heart, he had to admit that he seemed to have set foot in the realm of a "saint-level" monk at this moment.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, and Northern Jiangsu doesn't believe that the Tonghe Demon Holy Club will give himself such a big creation in vain, and there must be a follow-up test.

Sure enough, the voice of the Tonghe Demon Saint sounded again at this time, echoing in the void.

"How is it, young man? Do you feel more powerful than ever? Standing in the Holy Realm and becoming a saint is a transformation of the life level, and you can wipe out the great star with a wave of your hand, and your supernatural powers are beyond comprehension. This second level is to see if you can control such a powerful force. Now that you are standing in the Holy Rank, you will fight against me and cultivate into an incarnation equivalent to the early stage of the Holy Level. Kill my incarnation, and you will pass the second level. ”

"Are the seniors sure they are not playing tricks on the juniors? Although the seniors forcibly sent the juniors to the saint level with their great magical powers, the juniors' Dao perception and battle consciousness are far from being compared with the saint-level powerhouses. In front of a true saint, it is not easy to save his life, how can he fight back?"

Su Bei asked towards the void, his voice calm, but with a hint of anger in his voice.

Because this is simply an impossible test, the holy power flowing in the sea of gods, the power is so strong that it picks the stars and catches the moon, is it a real saint?

A true saint, the Dao Perception is definitely far from being comparable to that of ordinary monks, and he may even have stepped out of his own unique Dao.

Moreover, if he can cultivate to reach the holy level in the cultivation realm where hundreds of people are competing for the stream, he must have experienced countless battles of life and death, and his sense of battle must be far beyond ordinary people.

If you really fight, a monk who has the power of a saint but no sense or consciousness of a saint will be beaten to ashes in the face of a few people.

When Su Bei heard the requirements of this second level test, he was implicitly angry, not only because of himself, but also because of Qin Chasing the Moon.

If Qin Chaiyue was facing the same test as herself, would she be able to save her life under the attack of the Tonghe Demon Saint who was a saint?

"Senior, is the test of this second level too harsh?"

Seeing that there was no answer in the void for a long time, Su Bei was even more angry, and asked out loud.

"Little friend, it's normal to be dissatisfied, but the rules are set by my deity, and there is no way to change them. To tell you the truth, in the long years before you, a total of nineteen juniors Toshihiko have come to this point, but they have all bled at this level. Now you can only ask for the protection of the Heavenly Dao, and the old man can't help it. It's useless to talk more, the second level of the test has begun, ask for more blessings!"

After the Tonghe Demon Saint finished speaking, there was no more sound, and at the same time, endless holy light fell from the void, and the avenue converged and took shape, transforming into the appearance of birds, beasts, and all creatures, and came with an old man in white.

The old man had a childish face, and his appearance was the same as that of the Tonghe Demon Saint, but his expression was indifferent, silent, and there was only murder in his eyes.

This is the incarnation of the Tonghe Demon Saint, retaining the complete battle consciousness of the deity, but without his own sense of thought, the purpose of existence is to test the comer, and there is only the initial command of the Tonghe Demon Saint in his mind, and he is at a loss beyond that.

To a certain extent, this avatar is just a puppet of killing, not a real person.

"It's quite a big show. ”

Su Bei sneered, this time he didn't wait for the Tonghe Demon Saint to make a move, and took the lead in killing him.

Since this battle is unavoidable, it is better to take the lead as soon as possible.

Su Bei didn't take out the Moon Chasing Sword, this magic weapon of the upper grade of the earth level could no longer withstand the powerful power of the holy level, and it was useless to take it out.

He pointed into a sword, and the holy power on his fingertips condensed into a sword like white jade, and stabbed towards the head of the Tonghe Demon Saint.

The Tonghe Demon Saint roared angrily, didn't pay attention to Subei's sword at all, and waved his hand forward like a fly.

"Look down on me so much? That's right, the previous 19 monks who were tested, you all shot them to death like this, right? But it's my Subei who is fighting against you today, and you want to end my life so casually, it's just wishful thinking!"

Su Bei kept moving in the void, avoiding the big hand that covered the sky of the Tonghe Demon Saint, and the white jade sword light condensed like a substance at his fingertips always locked on the other party's head.

"Go!"

Su Bei snapped softly, and the sword flew out from his fingertips, slashing towards the Tonghe Demon Saint at a speed faster than thunder and lightning.

The Tonghe Demon Saint twisted his head at will, seemingly slowly, but in fact, he mobilized the Great Dao, and the speed was faster than the thunderbolt, and he didn't know how much, and he easily dodged this blow.

However, the holy power in Su Bei's body seemed to be endless, and the speed at which the sword rays were launched from his fingertips was far beyond ordinary people, and tens of thousands of the same sword rays were shot out in an instant.

The eyes of the Tonghe Demon Saint finally began to have a hint of color, and he controlled the Great Dao to constantly dodge the sword, feeling a hint of threat.

"Shhhh

A sword light was unavoidable under the Tonghe Demon Saint, and cut off a strand of crane hair between his temples.

For the first time in endless years, someone had hurt his body at this level.