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Close to the undersea cultivation holy place of the Chosen Swordsman Academy.

Wang Ting, who was in a coma, gradually reined in his mind and woke up.

However, just by the movement of consciousness, he felt that the spiritual world was broken as if it could collapse at any time, as if a single thought could make him fall into a deep coma again, and then never be awake again.

His consciousness flickered for a moment, and he finally remembered what had happened before he fell unconscious.

Mental Storm!

He successfully used his spiritual secret technique to detonate the vast spiritual power contained in the Blue Godhead, thus creating an unprecedented terrifying spiritual storm that swept through everything.

Although this spiritual storm was not actively struck out by the Azure God's divine yuan, it was completely passively triggered, but the power was still not something that any cultivator below the spiritual master could resist, even Jiang Yuli and Jing Daoke, who were peerless powerhouses with sword artistic conceptions.

Those two peerless powerhouses in Middle-earth, each of their status, are high, can completely control the life and death of hundreds of millions of people, but in the face of the impact of the spiritual storm, they only resisted for a moment, and then in the panic and despair, they were defeated in the spiritual world and fell on the spot.

For the sake of the blue god's divine body, they did not hesitate to travel thousands of miles from the distant Middle-earth world to the Western world, but in the end, they finally saw the head of the blue god, but at the moment when they were only one step away from success, they were bombarded by the spiritual power contained in the blue godhead.

The two sword artistion powerhouses had already fallen, and Wang Ting, a spiritual powerhouse at the peak of the ninth order, was naturally not comfortable.

If it weren't for the fact that he had the Ruosheng Sword, if it weren't for the subtlety of refining the spirit with the help of the Ruosheng Sword, and resisting the impact of the spiritual storm, there would be no difference between the end and those two sword artistic conception powerhouses.

But Rao is like this, his spiritual world is still in tatters under the impact of this spiritual storm, and even if his thoughts turn, he feels unstable. It seems that it could collapse completely at any time.

Good for a while. After three or four hours, Wang Ting's spiritual world stabilized a little, and with difficulty, he took out the elixir that contained the soul from the space ring and swallowed them one by one.

In this way, it was another full ten hours, and Wang Ting finally felt better. Although the spiritual world is still very fragile, it can already move a little.

Glancing at the godhead whose divine light had completely dimmed, Wang Ting felt a faint regret in his heart.

"If the energy in this godhead is not drawn out in an instant and let me refine it slowly, even if the spiritual power in it can't allow me to become a third-order spiritual master, the second-order can't run. But now...... But it's all consumed. ”

After all, Wang Ting was only a ninth-order peak spiritual power, and in the face of the spiritual power contained in a fallen godhead, being able to draw it out was already a blessing thanks to the spiritual power's cultivation system, how could he control the amount of spiritual power that was drawn out? Don't you see that even he himself almost died in this spiritual storm?

However, although all the spiritual power inside was pulled out, Wang Ting did not feel regret in his heart.

In the face of the pursuit and killing of the three sword artistion powerhouses of Longhua Sword Emperor, Jiang Yuli, and Jing Daoke, the spiritual power in the godhead was not drawn. It's just a dead word. Even the many Sword Saint powerhouses in the entire Western Continent will be kept secret because of a few people. And if everyone is already dead, even if the energy contained in the godhead can help him advance to the second-order, third-order, or even fourth-order spiritual master, what is the use?

"I don't know if the Longhua Sword Emperor has fallen under that spiritual impact, if the Longhua Sword Emperor also falls, only one sword artistic conception powerhouse is left in the Dragon Heaven, even if there are two hundred Frost Sword Saints and twenty Sword Momentum Mahayana remnants in Wanyu Tianzong, with the strength of me and the Sith Pope Pro, I can kill them all one by one. ”

Wang Ting muttered to himself, but he was a little uncertain in his heart.

After all, the Longhua Sword Emperor was three or four kilometers away from the center of the spiritual storm, and the power of the spiritual storm had weakened a lot, plus the Longhua Sword Emperor himself was a sword intent powerhouse whose spiritual scale had reached the peak of the ninth order, and if there were some special means, he should be able to save his life.

"I can only hope in luck. ”

Wang Ting sighed, his figure swimming slightly, approaching Jiang Yuli and Jing Daoke.

Although these two sword artistion powerhouses died, one by one, they were blind, their eyes widened, and in their eyes, there was still horror and disbelief, as well as deep unwillingness.

It's a pity that no matter how unwilling they are, in the face of such a strong spiritual storm, they don't become spiritual masters, and they don't have the artifact to protect the soul of the gods, they only have a dead end.

"Jiang Yuli is worthy of being the sect master of Wanyu Heavenly Sect, and he really has a ninth-order elixir to restore his divine soul, this elixir, I'm afraid that even the Longhua Sword Emperor, who is a Sword Emperor-level powerhouse, may not have it. ”

After taking off Jiang Yuli's space ring, Wang Ting directly found the elixir for healing the divine soul in this huge space ring, the effect of this elixir was much better than the effect of those pills that Wang Ting had refined himself, after swallowing one, he immediately felt a cool meaning entwining the spiritual world, repairing the huge crack in the spiritual world, at this rate, at most half a month, the spiritual world can be completely repaired and intact.

His mental damage this time was actually not much lighter than the last battle with the Sith Pope Pro, but that time, with the help of the elixir, it took a full three months to recover, but this time it only took half a month, and the speed increased by a full six times, which shows the high quality of the Divine Soul Elixir in Jiang Yuli's space ring.

"Wanyu Heavenly Sect, it is really wealthy, get Jiang Yuli's space ring, give me a year, I can cultivate a thousand and a half saints, if you give me three years, it is not a problem to cultivate ten thousand and a half saints, ten thousand and a half saints, as long as one percent can be promoted to a sword saint, they are all one hundred sword saints, and the resources in a space ring can cultivate a hundred sword saints in three years, no wonder Wanyu Tianzong can rank so high among the seventy-two top forces when only three sword realm powerhouses are in charge。 ”

Wang Ting's eyes swept over Jiang Yuli's space ring, but he didn't look any further.

He didn't know how long he had been unconscious, such a big thing had happened here, the people of Wanyu Heavenly Sect would definitely arrive soon, it was better to leave this area as soon as possible.

Thinking to himself, Wang Ting controlled his body, floated upward, and gradually came to the surface of the ocean.

It seems that the coma has not been long ago, and on the surface of the ocean, a large number of sword saints dressed in the clothes of the Wanyu Heavenly Sect are floating on the surface of the water one by one, and no one has come to collect the corpses.

The spiritual scale of the powerhouses of the Sword Saint Realm is only the seventh order, and the sword power Mahayana is only the eighth order, although many of them have not entered the depths of the ocean, but the spiritual storm that erupted from the blue godhead is still not something they can resist, more than 1,700 sword saints, more than 170 sword power Mahayana people, all fell under the sweep of the spiritual storm.

"The rest of the Wanyu Heavenly Sect didn't come over to collect the corpse?"

Wang Ting frowned slightly, and his gaze swept over these sword saints.

These sword saints, each of them wears a space ring, each of them, has a net worth of no less than five hundred spirit jade, if you count the other things in the space ring, the value is even more than five hundred spirit jade, not to mention that in addition to the sword saint and the sword power Mahayana, if the Western Continent can collect all the space rings of these sword saints, get these sword saints, The wealth of the Sword Strength Mahayana, the entire Western Continent, will take off at a terrifying speed in a short period of time, and it is very possible to rush into the list of the seventy-two top forces in a few decades.

"If the people of Wanyu Heavenly Sect arrive first, they will retreat, and if the people of Wanyu Heavenly Sect do not arrive, let the reserve members of the Silver Blood Swordsman Legion clean up after a while. ”

Thinking to himself, Wang Ting had already gone ashore and swam to the island of the Chosen Swordsman Academy not far away.

Although the head of the blue god is at the bottom of the sea, it is actually several kilometers away from the island where the Chosen Swordsman Academy is located, coupled with the depth of the ocean, this distance has exceeded ten kilometers, ten kilometers away, the power of the spiritual storm can still wreak havoc, but the power has been greatly reduced.

The island where the Chosen Swordsman Academy is located is hundreds of kilometers longitudinal and horizontal, and the Chosen Swordsman Academy and the port city on the west coast are at the other end of the island, separated by more than sixty kilometers, so although the Chosen Swordsman Academy and the residents of the island have been affected by the spiritual storm, there has been no large-scale death.

Soon, Wang Ting's figure had already appeared in the Chosen Swordsman Academy.

At this moment, the Chosen Swordsman Academy has become very deserted, except for a few swordsmen and elderly swordsmen who maintain the Chosen Swordsman Academy, there is no student in sight.

After receiving the news of the defeat of the Western Continent Alliance, Vice Dean Youhe had already ordered that all the elites of all the academies be reduced to pieces and hidden, in order to use this method to preserve the living force of the Western Continent as much as possible.

After all, there were only a few hundred thousand people from Wanyu Heavenly Sect, and it was impossible to search every corner of the entire Western Continent.

"Your Majesty, is that you?"

After walking for a moment in the silent and somewhat lifeless Chosen Swordsman Academy, a somewhat surprised voice suddenly came, and immediately after, an old man with the cultivation of a great swordsman quickly ran out: "I have seen Your Majesty the Royal Court, Your Majesty, it's great that you are okay." ”

"What's the situation now? How many people have escaped from the battlefield in the Great Xia royal capital?"

"Your Majesty, Vice Dean Youhe is still sitting in the underground shelter in the academy, and these Vice Dean should be able to answer for you. ”

Wang Ting nodded, and then said, "Help me pass on a word, let the reserve squadron of the Silver-Blood Swordsman Legion sitting near the academy go to the top of the undersea cultivation holy land and collect the corpse." ”

"Collecting corpses?"

The old man of the Great Sword Master obviously didn't understand what was going on, but he still replied respectfully: "Yes." (To be continued.) )