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86_86090 "Za, Za, Za!"

A series of tooth-souring sounds came faintly from the depths of the Poison Dragon Pool. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info This voice is getting louder and closer......

Thundered!

There was a thunderclap on the ground, and the ground shook violently, like a giant beast breaking through the ground, and the movement was staggering.

"The Ancient Cave Mansion is open!"

I don't know who screamed, and the dozens of martial cultivators who were solemnly looking at the direction from which the voice came came woke up from that pious state of mind.

With this scream, as if out of thin air, a quaint and atmospheric cave appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Escape.

The pen walks the dragon, the pen style is strict, such as a sword qi vertical and horizontal, and a few big characters of the ancient powerful cave will deeply attract everyone's attention.

Ye Tian's eyes lit up, and with the sword qi on the strokes, his fingers moved slightly, referring to the sword, and gently gestured.

The swordsman is free, break free from the shackles, travel too empty, see me free with a sword......

The sword moves and the wind rises, a sword is ethereal, no one can find the trajectory of the long sword, when the sword shadow appears, it is the place where the sword itself exists, fast and uncatchable.

"Swordsman Free ......"

Ye Tian muttered, his narrow eyes emitted fine light, his fingers swiped lightly, and he was addicted to this vertical and horizontal sword qi, he had forgotten the great departing saintess who was looking at the great departing country, the genius monk of the Great Zhao, and there was no Zheng family, Lin family, Fang family, and no martial arts cultivation of the Great Qian Dynasty in his eyes. Only the phrase of the swordsman is free, flowing, sublimating...... Give him a kind of nothingness in his whole person, and the artistic conception of complete integration with this environment.

Like him, Xue Rang was also addicted to the simple and atmospheric handwriting of the dragon flying and phoenix dancing. However, what he felt was a domineering and tragic knife aura, the sword light rushed to the sky, rather bend than bend, crush, surrender, disobey, slash!

"Surrender ......"

Xue let the beard stand up, adding a touch of majesty to his originally young face, like a fierce god descending and dominating the world.

At the same time, another domineering momentum that was not weaker than him rose to the sky, and this momentum was even more arrogant, like a rampage, with an unreasonable posture, horizontally inserted into this earth-shattering dispute, never retreating.

Needless to say, this is exactly Shen Zhi's momentum, like Xue Rang, Shen Zhi comprehends the same domineering artistic conception, but his aura is not as tragic as Xue Rang, but it is more arrogant.

Not far away, a sword aura also rose from the body of the Great Departure Saintess!

Those who are not satisfied, the way is different, all are left, only themselves, and they will never allow the difference to appear.

Streams of different breaths, uneven momentum, rose to the sky in the valley by the Poison Dragon Pool, colliding with each other, stirring up a chaotic fluctuation of heaven and earth vitality. At the same time, it was overflowing with all kinds of emotions in the souls of these martial cultivators, entangled in this rising artistic conception.

Rumble!

The intricate fluctuations of the Yuan Qi reacted violently, sweeping more Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi like an explosion, and the corrosive mist that had been shrouded in this place for many years caused by the breath of the Black Dragon Dragon Flame was completely dispersed, and the Poison Dragon Pool was presented to the world for the first time as if it were pulling out the clouds and seeing the sun.

At this time, the nearly 100 martial cultivators who emitted this Dao aura were still unconscious, and they were still immersed in the comprehension of their respective martial arts and artistic conceptions......

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Zhou Yang didn't know how many days he had climbed along the mountain, and he didn't even have time to remember the number of times the sun rose and set, only that he had changed the spiritual power of the two attributes of water and fire in the dantian three times.

The numbness in his hands and feet had disappeared, and the scars on his fingertips had scabbed over with their powerful recovery ability, and even a thick layer of calluses had grown to protect his phalanges. The clothes on his body can no longer be damaged, revealing his fine red skin and strong muscles like a demon beast.

Working stiffly, clinging to his hands and feet together, Zhou Yang's consciousness was a little blurred, just like a puppet who had entered an instruction in advance, mechanically stretching his legs, bending his waist, tugging his abdomen, and grasping his hands, and with the last insistence in his consciousness, he maintained a declining body.

The fog became thicker and thicker, and later, I gradually lost sight of my fingers, but just glided intuitively, not knowing how far away I was from the bottom of the mountain.

Thundered!

Just when Zhou Yang's consciousness was about to leave his body, he heard a sound that shook the entire mountain wall and trembled, like a cow digging into the ground, so that he almost couldn't absorb it and almost fell down.

Zhou Yang's eyes lit up after coming back to his senses, and after a few days of lonely climbing, except for watching the dynamics of sunrise and sunset a few times, and encountering a few times of mountain rocks rolling down, his eyes were full of dead things. Now that he suddenly heard this sound, his half-dead state of mind came alive, and he felt a sense of rebirth.

However, although this voice was not far from him, the poisonous mist, cold air, and the mountain wall raging with the wind made him unable to see the six senses, and the five aggregates were not clear, and he couldn't tell how high this place was from the ground and how far from the sky!

At this moment, an incomparably chaotic Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, mixed with all the emotions in the human world, flowed up to the sky. This chaotic weather vitality and stream of consciousness almost made Zhou Yang lose himself instantly.

Domineering, free, arrogant, demanding, accommodating, greedy, joys and sorrows, joy, anger, sorrow, happiness, love, evil, desire, all of them, like a big dye vat, instantly let Zhou Yang wrap, constantly washing his mind, traveling on the edge of his sea of knowledge, trying to involve him in this turbulence.

Zhou Yang was shocked, hurriedly took up the Death Divine Formula, and guarded a trace of Lingtai Qingming, now he didn't know how high it was from the ground, and he didn't understand what was going on, and he didn't dare to relax his physical and mental strength at all, for fear of an accident.

Even so, Zhou Yang is still immersed in this kind of extreme emotions in the world, such as experiencing a hundred lifetimes of thousands of catastrophes, birth, old age, illness, death, love, hate, evil, and separation, one by one, reincarnating, grabbing Zhou Yang's heart tightly, trying to make his main consciousness go away with this violent and chaotic stream of consciousness.

Fortunately, in the past few days, Zhou Yang has thought about a lot of things in the loneliness of climbing, and has also experienced countless mental tortures, which has made his state of mind very strong, and the special attributes of the Death Technique have also kept him from sinking.

Under such circumstances, these chaotic and violent emotions not only did not become an obstacle to him, but were sucked into the sea of consciousness by wisps under the operation of the Death Technique, which greatly increased his spiritual power.

What's more, this seemingly chaotic wisp of emotions and thoughts is inclusive of everything, absorbing the experiences and life experiences of nearly a hundred martial cultivators in the Poison Dragon Pool. Among them, there are sons of families, saints of the Pope, down-and-out like Shen Zhi, some sinister like Zheng Yu, and domineering like Xue Rang, and even the half-demon body of the Great Departure Martial Cultivator is also mixed in, including the emotions of the entire continent, all classes, all races, and all kinds of different mentalities.

This kind of emotion is sucked into Zhou Yang's sea of consciousness, what kind of changes will it cause?

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