Long Aoxue had an impulse to abolish the Battle Immortal Recipe and create his own Dao Divine Technique. Long Aoxue uses the Battle Immortal Technique, although the combat power explodes, and one blow in ten thousand battles, it is not as good as the Battle Immortal. What he got was only a part, not a complete battle immortal recipe.

Once this idea germinated, Long Aoxue could no longer suppress it. The Dao Divine Technique is very similar to the Battle Immortal Technique, and Long Aoxue intends to synthesize the Dao Divine Technique according to the characteristics of the Battle Immortal Technique, and create his own Battle Technique. Long Ao's bloody eyes flickered, he needed time, but this was what he lacked the most. With a sigh, Long Aoxue continued to sit on the futon and began to comprehend.

In his mind, one by one, Long Aoxue jumped out, waving his hands, making plausible handprints, and Long Aoxue began to create his own Dao Divine Recipe based on the Dao Divine Formula. Coupled with his own accumulation, coupled with the foundation of the Battle Immortal Technique, Long Aoxue really succeeded a little. Long Ao's blood was full of excitement, and as soon as the Dao Divine Technique was urged, one by one the Dao runes flew up, which was very good-looking!

Long Aoxue's heart was excited, he had finally taken the first step to success! Long Aoxue's blood gradually comprehended, and the Dao Divine Technique became more abundant. Before, Long Aoxue just wanted to use the Dao Divine Technique as an exercise, so as to urge the Battle Immortal Technique.

Now it seems that he was very wrong. Doing so not only restricts the Battle Immortal Technique, but also makes the Dao Divine Technique have no development potential. Long Aoxue took a deep breath, the exercises worked, and the battle character inscription in his palm flew out, turning into a spear. This is the blow of ten thousand battles obtained by the cultivation of the Battle Immortal Technique. It's a pity that Long Aoxue doesn't have a corresponding technique, so he can only rely on his own strength.

Therefore, Long Aoxue can only wait for the battle intent to brew to the extreme, and then he can strike a blow in ten thousand battles. Long Aoxue's heart moved, and the flame of immortal battle intent in his heart beat violently, and the Dao Divine Technique worked, and he actually began to refine this fire of immortal battle intent into his body.

With the passage of time, the flame of immortal battle intent was completely immersed, and in the dragon arrogant blood technique, there was an extra terrifying flame of battle intent. Long Aoxue grabbed the spear condensed by the blow of ten thousand battles, revealing a look of joy, this is the real one blow of ten thousand battles!

Long Aoxue laughed, if he wanted to do it, he would do a big thing, fusing the Battle Immortal Technique and the Dao Divine Technique into one, and becoming a true supreme magic technique. Long Aoxue stood up, and saw the three of Long Aoming, who had already woken up, and said, "The three brothers woke up really early!"

Long Aoming smiled faintly and said, "Your cultivation is weaker, if you break through the Emperor Realm, you will be the same as us!"

Indeed, in the eyes of outsiders, Long Aoxue's cultivation is not enough, he is just a powerhouse of the Emperor Realm, and he has not yet taken the first step. However, even Long Aoxue himself doesn't quite understand what his current state is like.

Long Aoming suddenly became serious, and said very seriously: "Proud blood, dark turmoil, reincarnation opens, I don't think you want to go back, we can protect you here, and you can cultivate with peace of mind, I don't know what you think?"

Long Aoxue sighed, what should come will still come, no matter how you dodge, it will be in vain. Long Aoxue tugged at his sleeves and said with a smile: "The eldest brother has the heart, and the younger brother can only understand it." I have too many fetters, even if I want to cultivate with peace of mind, I can't do it!"

He said it very resolutely, although he was full of melancholy, he did not flinch at all, and he regretted it at all. He is the dragon arrogant blood, although peaceful, but also has his own principles. He is not a free war immortal, not a sword god and the like, and not a chaos evil king.

He is him, a cultivator with his own persistence, although he yearns for being strong, but he insists on his heart even more. Long Aoxue smiled faintly, with his hands behind his back, with an indescribable charm. He was like this, making Long Aoming and the three of them lose their minds.

Once upon a time, they were also such beings, and they also had their own persistence. It's a pity that their hearts, with the improvement of their strength, have changed. Shaking his head, Long Aoming laughed wildly and said, "Since that's the case, then I can't watch you die!"

Long Aoxue sighed and said lightly: "Why bother, you have your persistence, I have my ideals, the Tao is different, don't conspire with each other!"

Long Aoming was furious, and with a wave of his sleeves, the entire sword world shook, a faint golden color permeated, and the sword world turned into a cage, even the powerful and incomparable captain of the Destruction God Guard did not escape. The dragon's proud blood is the turtle in the urn in his opinion.

Situ Xue and the others sighed, sent Long Aoming away, and began the retreat. Long Aoming was carrying a long sword and chased after Long Aoxue. He took one step at a time, like a sword light, his speed was not slower than that of Long Aoxue, and in the blink of an eye, the two met in the air. Long Aoxue sighed, he found that he had sighed too much recently, was it really a little old?

Long Aoxue said: "Brother Aoming, you know that I will not stay, but why do you still act like this and force me to stay?"

Long Aoming said lightly: "This is the kindness I owe you, this time I will return it to you, you don't need to be grateful, and I don't need you to be grateful." In his opinion, although Long Aoxue saved him once, he risked the destruction of the whole world to protect Long Aoxue.

Long Aoxue suddenly laughed, and the laughter became louder and louder, and the entire Eternal Sword Realm shook. The three of them, including the wine man, were all shocked, and they stepped into the air, looking at the two of them who were tense with their swords. Long Aoxue smiled and said, "Kindness, you've already paid it back!"

After speaking, Long Aoxue turned around and left. This time, he was really disheartened. Of course, it's for Long Aoming.

Long Aoming shouted loudly and said angrily: "You can't go, Third Elder, take him down for me, seal him for cultivation, and lock him in the library pavilion!"

The three elders of Fengyun Wine were a little speechless, locked in the library pavilion, what is the matter? However, Long Aoming has inherited the mantle of the sword god, and they are automatically regarded as masters. As soon as the three elders shook their bodies, they formed a circle and trapped Long Aoxue in the center.

Long Aoxue laughed, with arrogance, his blood boiled, and said, "Brother Aoming, do you really want to do this?"

Long Aoming waved his big hand, and the two elders of Fengyun immediately pinched their hand prints, and the wind and clouds were agitated, and together, it was a blow to Long Aoming's blood. As for the wine man, he took out a wine glass, blew on it, and the aroma of wine wafted away, enveloping Long Ao's blood.

Long Aoxue grabbed it with his left hand, the wind and thunder roared, and the aroma of wine was swept away before it could come. With a grip of his right hand, the wind, thunder and ice converged, and a spear glowing with chaotic qi pierced out, shattering the sky. The attack of the two elders of Fengyun trembled, and they were immediately swept away.

Long Aoxue stood there, the wind, thunder and ice surging under his feet, and the earth, fire, water, and wind surrounded his body. He has experienced the reincarnation of hundreds of generations, and his understanding of the Great Dao has become more profound. Long Aoxue easily blocked the attack of the three elders, making Long Aoming's face change slightly, revealing a look of surprise.

Long Aoxue shouted loudly and said, "Come on, our brothers will fight a battle and see what great changes have been made over the years!"

Long Aoming didn't think much about it, he also shouted, "Okay, since you want to fight, then let's shoot!" As he spoke, he shouted, the long sword in his hand trembled, and countless swords swarmed out, like rain, shooting towards Long Aoming's blood.

Long Aoxue laughed, his battle intent boiled, he reached out and grabbed it, and the blood-colored spear appeared. Long Aoxue did not use a single blow of ten thousand battles, but took out his own blood musket. The blood musket and the sword god sword slammed into each other fiercely.

At this moment, the heavens and the earth roared, Long Aoxue took a step back, and cracks appeared on the blood musket. Long Aoxue's expression remained unchanged, and with a touch of his hand, the blood musket returned to normal. Moreover, the breath of the blood musket was also three points stronger, and he also got a lot of benefits from the collision with the Sword God Sword. The blood musket of Long Ao's blood is considered to be the pinnacle of imperial soldiers, and it has even surpassed it, but it is not as good as the Sword Divine Sword.

Long Aoxue's footsteps moved, his battle intent burned wildly, and the blood musket broke again and again, and was reborn again and again. Gradually, the aura of the blood musket changed, and it actually broke through the shackles of the Emperor Realm. At this moment, the blood musket became a quasi-immortal weapon. Collide again, and the blood musket won't break so easily. Although Long Aoxue seemed to be defeated, he was not harmed.

Long Aoming also understood that he really underestimated this brother. Taking a deep breath, Long Aoming also became solemn, pointed at Long Aoming's blood, and shouted: "Sword Divine Sword, Slaughter!" He waved the sword in his hand, and unexpectedly shot out a destructive tornado.

Long Ao's blood was indifferent, the blood musket stabbed, and shouted: "Vientiane!" A whirlpool appeared on the tip of the spear, and the whirlpool rotated, throwing out clouds one by one, and the evolution of Vientiane changed. Gradually, Vientiane condensed like substance, colliding with the tornado of destruction, and it was difficult to distinguish between high and low.

Long Aoming's cultivation has improved too quickly, and he is limited by the Sword God Inheritance, so no matter how strong he is, he is just a Sword God. Of course, only someone like Long Aoxue dared to say this. The war immortals of that year slaughtered the existence of 100,000 gods.

Long Aoxue took a deep breath, the runes on the blood musket jumped, and Long Aoxue said lightly: "Ten Thousand Worlds!" He stabbed out again, and Vientiane evolved, turning into Ten Thousand Worlds, connecting with each other, trapping Long Aoming in it. Long Aoxue sighed, put away his spear and was about to leave.

But at this moment, a dazzling golden color lit up from the center of the Ten Thousand Worlds. With a click, the Ten Thousand Worlds shattered, and a sword light was as fast as lightning, slashing towards Long Ao's blood. Long Ao's blood was cold on his back, and when his feet moved slightly, there was a condensation of Vientiane and all worlds. Long Aoxue barely turned sideways and dodged this killing blow. However, his shoulder was pierced by a sword, and blood was spilled into the air.

Long Aoxue took a deep breath, and the golden-red flames burned brightly, sealing his wounds. Long Aoxue's long hair turned whiter, but his injuries recovered in the blink of an eye. Long Aoxue looked at Long Aoming, who had broken through the Ten Thousand Worlds, and anger appeared in his eyes for the first time.

Originally, Long Aoxue was still thinking about his old feelings, but Long Aoming interrupted him viciously. With a sigh, Long Aoxue regained his calmness and said, "Since you want to fight with me, then come, my generation of fighters, be indomitable!" His fighting spirit, because of his belief, is immortal and immortal, and eternal life exists in his heart.

Long Aoming had already activated the power of the Sword Divine Sword, and it seemed that he was holding a golden flame in his hand. He snorted coldly, and a sword swung out, and a terrifying sword shot out. It's such an attack, and it kills the vice-captain of the evil spirit with one blow, which shows its strength.

With a wave of Long Aoxue's big sleeves, the wind and clouds were agitated, and the rolling battle intent rushed into the sky. With a bang, a handprint flew out and slapped the sword, shaking it away. Long Ao's bloody battle intent was excited, and he strode into the air...... To be continued

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