The appearance of the heart and eyes changed greatly, the seven snake heads became as black as ink, and a dark flesh crown grew on the top of the head, and the black mist formed countless pitch-black small skulls attached to the skin, and the little skeletons tirelessly opened their mouths and bitten, and the crisp collision of teeth and the crying sound of ghosts around their bodies were intertwined. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Xin looked at his appearance at this moment, his face was full of shock, and he was silent for a long time.

"Is this me?" he asked himself.

"Am I such a powerful being?" he asked himself again.

"How did it suddenly become like this, and the emotions that were too fluctuating broke through a certain tipping point?"

"What's going on, what's this fullness in your body?" he frowned, puzzled inside.

His heart had never had such a sense of fullness, always longing for killing, soul, blood, for darkness, for shadows, for the fire that burned everything to ashes, for freezing everything into silent ice.

He was alone, walking alone on this obsessive killing path.

He was confused, he didn't know who he was, why he was born, he didn't know his name, his friends, he didn't know what he could do, what he had to do, and only that touch of desire to kill in blood could make him a little happy.

But now, all that confusion, emptiness, killing, madness is gone.

He became extremely calm, quiet like a child who had been given a sugar gourd and was no longer noisy.

The heart looked at the world in confusion, touching his body and contours, and was silent for a long time.

Xin Wu also looked at all this in shock, and did not dare to act rashly.

The moment the black mist passed by him, the walls of ice that protected him disintegrated in an instant, forming a void of vapor.

A drop of cold sweat slid down his face, and the fear of facing Ghost Xuan for the first time came back to his heart.

If you say that you are an abyss, the eyes in front of you are definitely an out-and-out hell.

Where he is, calamity will befall and no living creature will be spared.

It was difficult for Xin Wu to agree, the Flowing Blade Sword Talisman had such a terrifying potential, and this aura of silence was not at all a power that the Heart Eye could have, even the peak Ning Xiyu was probably not the opponent of the Heart Eye at this moment.

My heart and eyes are a little muddy, and my mind is not completely clear.

He glanced at Xin Wu, and the skeletons all over his body shot out a wisp of black mist, and where the black mist passed, the space was corroded into a dimensional crack, and the pitch-black chaos overflowed from the shattered space.

Despair instantly flooded Xin Wu like a tide, but the boy's instinct to never tie his hands still made him throw a punch.

His eyes widened, although his heart was like a mirror, this sudden terrifying power was not something that he could resist now.

But he was still reluctant to close his eyes, reluctant to see the scenery and friends he hadn't seen.

Even if you die, keep your eyes open.

Because I can't look at it!

......

Death did not come, because the wisp of black mist was sucked into the center of Xin Wu's eyebrows.

To be exact, it was the eternal night that absorbed the black mist of silence, and absorbed all the black mist on the heart eye.

The power that the heart eye inexplicably gained disappeared again inexplicably.

In the blink of an eye, the terrifying power that filled the body also escaped in an instant, and everything was like a dream.

But this is a real episode.

The eyes of the heart returned to their original state, the skeletal armor on his body shattered, the black snake head faded in color and became listless again, and the ghosts around him also dispersed.

"It's really not my power. Heart-eyed looked at his hands and laughed desperately.

"Even such power can plunder, are you the god standing on the opposite side of me?" he glanced at Xin Wu, and a mouthful of essence blood spurted out.

This is the blood of despair that hurts the gods, and this is the blood of helplessness that abandons oneself.

Xin Wu was also confused, he didn't know what was going on, but it was clear that it all had something to do with the Eternal Night.

"What kind of power is that?"

"I'm going to explain to you that your mission now is to kill him. Eternal Night responded excitedly, casually perfunctory to the boy.

Xin Wu hadn't seen the true body of Eternal Night, and naturally he couldn't see his eyebrows dancing at the moment, sighing and sighing.

"Feng Shui takes turns, and what belongs to me will come back after all.

In the end, my breath is still there, and this power has finally awakened.

Heart's eye, I take back the spit that said about your waste. Eternal Night sighed inwardly and began to refine the breath of silence.

......

"You have this power, why didn't you use it at first, isn't it really fun to trick me?" Hearteye looked up and laughed, and the laughter climbed all the way to the highest point, turning into a terrible roar.

Xin Wu spread his hands, not knowing how to explain.

"You think slowly, I'll go first. The tomb is still waiting for me. ”

The appearance and disappearance of the terrifying aura of silence on Xinyan's body hit him deeply, and the realm was also invisibly unraveled.

The young man was indeed aroused by the heart eye, but at this time, killing the heart eye was likely to lose both, and the damage to the tomb palace was unknown, so he naturally planned to act according to the original plan after calming down.

His enemies not only have hearts, but also tombs!

Just like before, his enemies are not only the Fire Lord, but also the Heart Eye!

......

Heart-eyed stood in place, watching the boy leave.

He began to think about the ins and outs of what happened, but found that he was really careless.

If that young man really had this kind of power, he could just kill himself, why cause so much trouble, why implicate his relatives and friends?

Although he didn't know what the power gushed out of his body was, he didn't have any hope for this unexpected surprise, so the loss of power didn't hit him.

It was only the fact that the teenager was able to draw on this power that stimulated him.

But the facts are in front of him, Xin Wu may be able to absorb this power, but he can't use it.

Otherwise, at this time, he would not have fled, and he would not have chosen this procrastination tactic to grind himself to death!

After the inner clarity was clear, the heart eye was surprised to find that his control over the source force seemed to be on a higher level, although the physical body had not undergone any changes, but the spirit had sublimated to a higher level, and those eyes could even see the particles that constituted the flow of the source force.

His left hand condensed the fire that melted all things, and his right hand condensed the ice that sealed all things.

The snake's teeth bit lightly, the left and right hands were closed, and the fire and ice collided, entangled, struggled, and repelled in an instant......

He concentrated, embedding the spiritual strings into the source force, and the spiritual strings passed through the source particles, pulling the source particles, and rearranging the source particles, so that the internal structure of the source force condensed into flames and the source force condensed into ice complemented each other like cogging.

He tried for a while, sweating like rain, and finally made the two source forces complement each other and fit perfectly!

Even without the subjective consciousness of the Flowing Blade Sword Talisman, he eventually found a way to exert the maximum power of the Flowing Blade Sword Talisman.

He and the Flowing Blade, from this moment on, regardless of each other, are finally one, and they are natural!

Of course, there is an element of luck in this, and it can even be said that luck is added.

The flames in the palm of his hand slowly fused with the cold ice, forming a sky-blue dagger, the dagger emitted a desolate cold aura, but the tip of the blade burned with a faint flame.

"Flowing Blade, Flowing Blade?" he muttered softly, finally understanding the chill of Blade.

Indestructible, invincible is a blade!

He pushed the meaning of "flow" to the extreme, but the boy could always survive and even jump in the magma in the sky, because his physical fitness was too perverted, strong to the point that ordinary fire could not work on him.

But correspondingly, if there is a strong shield in this world, there must be an offensive spear!

If all powerful weapons want to become sharp, they must go through all kinds of flames to burn, quench and polish, and the dagger with high temperature can cut off the gold and stone, and the ice attached to the high temperature can't cut a body?

He gently waved the dagger in his hand, and a formless, qualityless, colorless, and tasteless terrifying wave rushed forward, and the earth made a crisp cracking sound, and the dagger did not touch the ground, but cut out a deep ditch and cliff that was a hundred miles long and a hundred feet wide.

The sand and gravel on both sides fell into the cliff, and after a few breaths, I could barely hear the ethereal echo of the debris falling to the ground.

Xin looked at the dagger in his hand, panting and sweating like rain.

That sword fused the "meaning", touched the "god", gave the dagger the "soul", and understood his "heart".

Adhere to the original intention, become the master of the mind, even if the body is broken, the soul that will never retreat, and the heart of the same tone.

He finally understood why Ning Xiyu's "snow chopping" that destroyed the Ice Palace with a sword was so terrifying, it was obviously a simple swing, but it condensed the general trend of the world, fused emotional thoughts, and resonated with heaven and earth, so that all the forces of justice were drawn by her heart, and all evil thoughts were forced back by her edge.

Simplicity is powerful, prosperity is nothing more than smoke.

He had used countless changing moves against Xin Wu, how brilliant the flow of flames was, and how majestic the summoning of ice was, but they were all empty and formless.

It is difficult for a swimming fish to be killed in a large water, and a landslide can only do it, there is not much difference between a group of straw bales and a straw bale, but a hero and a group of heroes are worlds apart.

Therefore, there must be qualitative change first, and quantitative change can really have room to play.

And now, the quality of the heart and eyes has changed.

The sudden penetration of that inexplicable power made him suddenly open his mind, and made the heart that only killed and plundered something different.

"I don't have much strength left. Xinyan took a deep breath, let his hands tremble in the cold wind, and then slowly closed his eyes.

"Against anyone, I may not be able to gather the source power, but only against you, I can still wield the last sword!"

He opened his eyes, hateful, and his eyes were fierce, and he quickly walked in the direction where the boy left.

Only hatred can inspire his strength.

His heart, his mind, his god, and his soul were all drawn by the boy, and the blonde imp was like a shadow, piercing deep into the soul, not getting rid of it, not happy.

His expectations, his desires, his plans, his dignity, his ideas were all stifled, ended, hindered, and humiliated by that young man.

Therefore, for Xin Wu, he only has the purest hatred, the most singular grudge, the most persistent anger, and the simplest extermination.

The life silk flower in the tomb palace, Hadashi's blame, will the destruction of Ning Xiyu's world affect his life, where did that little ghost run away, is there still any yin damage moves......

He didn't care about any of this anymore, his simplicity was only the purest resentment!

His only obsession is to find Xin Wu and stab this last sword!

Then he dies, or he lives!

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