Calming down the fear in his heart, Long Ling continued: "The last point is the most terrifying part of the sect's mission! A sect's mission can never have only one sect to participate! The least number of sects I have ever experienced is also the one with three sects, the most of which is seven sects! More than a thousand people gathered in the trial ground, each sect is hostile, and it is impossible to have friends! There, the lowest are swordsmen, and there are not a few sword masters, and every sect mission is full of blood, and there are heavy casualties!"

Long Ling paused, staring at Mo Yun. The latter looked up and found that his senior brother was sad and sad at the moment.

"Little junior brother, do you know, before the last sect mission, there were more than ten people in my True Sword Peak, and now ......"

The next words, Mo Yun had already guessed, and he was silent. The bottom of his heart was like a heavy stone on the top, weighing him down.

"This time, there may not be twenty people who can come back!"

Mo Yun frowned and whispered, "Is this the so-called sect mission?"

Originally, I thought that the task of the sect would be extremely simple and most of the disciples would be able to complete it, but now it seems that this is not the case at all.

It's almost a mortal mission!

Once encountering a master swordsman from another sect, even a group of swordsmen will have no power to change the outcome at all. In the final analysis, it's all about strength!

If you have a sword master or even a stronger cultivation, those opponents are just a group of local chickens and dogs, so there is no need to worry about it at all.

"But that's what makes it interesting!"

If you don't experience the great terror between life and death, and stimulate all your potential in a desperate situation, where will you get the strength to overwhelm the Quartet? Which one of the real strong people is not wandering between life and death after countless battles!

Only by fighting desperately can you master the power faster!

The way of the sword is also the way of fighting! Brave and diligent, unstoppable!

"Isn't this kind of mission experience exactly what I was looking forward to? Just use the Frost Desolation Sword in my hand to invite the disciples of various sects, and see if the so-called sword master is qualified to stop me? Sword master, only if I am trampled underfoot, resistance will also be suppressed! I am looking forward to your reaction! Kill, I will!"

Mo Yun looked back, and his expression was completely devoid of the solemnity he should have. His eyes were extremely hot, and he was full of battle intent, and the Frost Desolation Sword kept whispering, responding to it constantly.

His eyes widened, and the hidden flames of battle gushed out, and his black hair danced wildly in the wind, like the words of a mad demon shouting from his mouth: "I will use the sword in my hand to cut through all the thorns and thorns, and any obstacle will be cut in two, and all resistance will be crushed by me! My edge will bloom from today! The sword has been unsheathed, and the edge shines in all directions." Just ask the supreme way, I am crazy in the world!"

This breath has long gone crazy!

Long Zero's eyes widened and he retreated one after another. The light on Mo Yun's body, they didn't dare to look at it directly!

This light has already broken through the shackles, just like a war dragon in the abyss, in the earth-shaking dragon roar, soaring clouds and fog, straight up to the nine heavens!

Just like the true awakening of power, the awakening of the sleeping dragon will surely stir up the world. The wind is coming, the rain is coming, and everything is possible!

Mo Yun's strong heart, at this moment, finally slowly awakened. It doesn't directly give him great power, but it gives him a true strong heart, the way to fight!

Its awakening brought Mo Yun a road full of ups and downs. It will be accompanied by endless blood, and the color of blood will envelop the entire continent, as the saying goes, one will succeed and ten thousand bones will wither, but the rise of the strong is not the same!

The final throne of the king needs to be forged with white bones and soaked in blood! The long sword in his hand will be full of blood, and all enemies will be terrified!

At this moment, Mo Yun is like an overlord of the world, and his power is unmatched!

This boundless breath that soared through the sky and the sky on the True Sword Peak, breaking the starfall sky, although immature, was tenacious and broke through all the restraints.

All of a sudden, all the retreating elders and peak masters were awakened! Their eyes were all condensed in one place, and the shock in their hearts was beyond measure! Disciples who were not cultivating enough might not be able to feel it, but for them, ......

Like a scorching sun in the starry sky at night, dazzling and dazzling, attracting all the light, no gaze can be moved.

They walked out of their respective caves, and did not come rashly, but just watched from afar. On the hanging peak, the Sword Spirit Ancestors couldn't hold it anymore for a long time, and they wanted to take a look.

When Mo Yun's tenacious and upright body entered their spiritual sense, they all lost their voices! Even Ming Xuanzhen, the strongest ancestor of the Sword Xuanzong, was stunned at this moment, and his expression like ice all day long was gone.

Witnessing the birth of the will of the strong and the awakening of the way of battle, they understand that this is the wind of the strong!

At this moment, their cultivation is stronger than Mo Yun, but it is undeniable that the potential of this son has already surpassed them, and it is inevitable that his strength will surpass them.

Jun Qianlei's expression was complicated, and he didn't expect it either. The young man in front of him, who exuded endless battle intent, turned out to be such a terrifying, genius title, and he was no longer worthy of the name!

This is a mad demon, a demon of battle, a real demon! Just like a monster, the potential talent has almost reached the peak of the spirit body, only that trace is the legend~!

The legend of the innate body!

"My Jian Xuan He De actually has a real demon! Compared with him, the so-called demons of the previous sect have been overshadowed! My Jian Xuan will definitely shine because of him and become famous in all directions!" Ming Xuanzhen came to his junior brother's side, his breath was restrained, just like an ordinary person.

At this moment, his expression was shocked, and he had long forgotten Mo Yun's unhappiness in rejecting him. He understands how virtuous he can accept a true demon disciple!

Jun Qianlei stroked his palms and laughed, and praised: "The events of that day, I knew that this son was extremely extraordinary, but I didn't expect this situation, this is really my sword Xuan's luck!"

"That's the real will of the strong!" Ming Xuanzhen looked solemn, his hands behind his back, his eyes were like gods, and he stared at Mo Yun through the layers of distance.

"The will of the strong is the majesty of the heavens! If this son does not fall, he will definitely win the legendary realm, and the real powerhouse that only exists in the Spirit Domain Sect - the Sword Emperor!"

"Sword Emperor~!" Jun Qianlei closed his eyes, looked excited, and chanted several times before he replied: "Sword Dao Xuan, with the sword to ask the heart, is for the Sword Emperor! For us and other True Domain sects, how far away! Now, I have seen hope! My Sword Xuanzong will rise again, and the glory of a thousand years ago will surely unfold again! Sword Xuan, Sword Xuan, Sword Dao Xuan, we also had a strong Sword Emperor!"

"A thousand years have passed, and the Purple Sword Peak Lord has never had any news, I'm afraid it has already been ......"

"Yes, if the Purple Sword Peak Lord and the ancestors are still here, why are they so down! The originally huge sect has only the weakest three generations left, where have they gone! The Emperor of the Sword Dao, just the name is enough to deter one side, hateful!"

"If the order goes down, no one is allowed to mention the matter of Mo Yun. Also, send the ninth junior disciple to follow secretly, never leave, and be sure to ensure his safety!" Ming Xuanzhen had a stern face, and his words could not be questioned. His words are the target of all the people in the Sword Xuan Sect! His words and deeds lead the future of the Sword Xuan.

"This son is my hope for Jian Xuan to rise again, I guess they know the severity!"

"Okay, let's go back!!The True Domain is getting more and more chaotic!" After Ming Xuanzhen finished speaking, he glanced at the True Sword Peak again, and then decisively returned to the Hanging Peak.

The others did not linger any longer, and they all returned to their respective caves with different expressions.

Long.

Mo Yun gradually quieted down, he closed his eyes like ink, as if he was feeling, and did not dare to disturb. Long Ling and the three of them all breathed a sigh of relief, and before they knew it, their clothes were already soaked with cold sweat.

Only when you are truly in the midst of that boundless madness will you understand what kind of horror it is.

Loneliness! Despair! Helplessness! Panic! Darkness surrounds everything, there is no light in sight, in this heaven and earth, only the arrogant and crazy figure remains, and the will of the strong forms an invisible and powerful oppression in all directions, as if there is a pair of invisible big hands, gripping your neck, squeezing away every bit of your strength.

They struggled to support under the momentum, and immediately sat on the ground regardless of their manners, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth to recover. This situation is a hundred times more tiring than a battle, and there is no strength in the whole body.

Standing quietly in place, Mo Yun himself felt confused!

Just now, after hearing about the mission of the sect, he was depressed in his heart. Then there seemed to be a breath of unhappiness in my heart, and I couldn't help but say what I thought in my heart.

It was as if there was a will that had seized control of his body, it was catharsis, it was roaring, it was declaring war on the whole heaven and earth.

Enlightenment rose in his mind, and he gradually understood what he had gained.

Firm conviction and fighting blood constitute the will of a strong man! From this moment on, he has already had the consciousness of a strong man, and what he has to do is to keep climbing, fighting, and defeating the enemy.

His mind was condensed again, and it had already reached the point where his heart was as strong as iron, and it could be said that nothing could shake his mind.

At this moment, his state of mind has taken a qualitative leap, and he can be compared to a sword spirit master, or even stronger! Before the sword spirit, all the cultivation barriers no longer exist, as long as the strength in his body continues to accumulate, he can continue to break through.

Sword Spirit is just a master!

His state of mind is unwavering, and he sees everything differently.

A child's heart is almost suppressed, and a warm blood is also suppressed in the depths of the body. I don't know if this situation is good or bad, and there is no discomfort in the body, but the mood is different!

Mo Yun looked at the three senior brothers and sisters sitting cross-legged on the ground, and couldn't help but feel a burst of self-blame in his heart.

On the way to seek strength, do you always miss something? Could it be that I still don't have this kind of awareness? All the sacrifice has already been predestined, but I have a clear conscience!

My heart, it will tell me!

The way of the sword, the heart is direct! The heart is transparent, the mind is accessible, and the demons in the heart cannot be breeded, so what is there to fear?

What I want, no one can stop it! The will of the strong? Ho, I have already come to my senses, don't try to control me. No matter how strong you are, you must be used by me, otherwise, I will destroy you!

I could do the same without you! No, I'll be stronger!

I am not a puppet of power, but a controller!

I am firm in my heart, and I will never get lost in the thrill of power!