Jin Ziming finally figured it out, since you must let me fall into the past, then I don't bother to struggle.

No matter what comes to mind, just remember the original intention: "I want to be stronger, stronger!" ”

Let the positive will fill the body, thus triggering a more powerful conscience effect.

Ming Qian's brows frowned slightly, seeing that it couldn't work, he decisively changed his moves.

He waved the word "now", and the mood changed.

Jin Ziming's thoughts suddenly surged, and he inexplicably thought of many doubts in his cultivation, and he seemed to have inspiration.

But it is hazy, and it is always separated by a light veil, and it is impossible to know the answer.

This makes people scratch their ears and cheeks, and their hearts itch.

More new questions popped up, one after another, and he couldn't help but wonder if his cultivation had gone astray.

Fortunately, he is strong and always remembers that he is still fighting.

Since the opponent has so many problems, the second move of the "Knife of Conscience", "Breaking the Falsehood", is the best response.

On the path of cultivation, I do have endless confusion, but what does it matter?

This is the only way to cultivate the truth, and it will even run throughout.

No matter how many obstacles and doubts there are, I will regard them as falsehoods, and one day, I will be able to see the light and the way.

At this moment, it only takes nearly a hundred years of comprehension to crack out a knife that leads to the supreme nature.

If all the questions are eliminated, then why bother to find answers, why hesitate and doubt?

Since learning the "Knife of Inquiry", this is the most powerful time when Jin Ziming uses "Breaking Illusion".

It benefited from the stimulation of excellent opponents, and sprouted a new knife intent.

A single knife broke through the sword momentum, as fast as lightning, and went straight to the door of Ming Qianmen.

Among the other six members of the Xiaoyao Sect, there was a disciple dressed in gray.

I don't know if I want to curry favor with Ming Qian, or if I want to kill this murderer and become famous in one fell swoop.

At this moment, he made a brazen move.

Two black daggers, each drawing a strange arc, hit Jin Ziming's thigh and vest respectively.

At the same time, he held a long black sword and shot out.

The water-attribute sword move was handed out, and the soft sword vibrate, like a fish shuttling quickly in the water, stabbing towards the opponent's left chest.

The teammates watching the game were shocked, and Rui Ying couldn't help but scream.

At this moment, Jin Ziming's whole body was full of knife qi and knife intent.

The unexpected breakthrough of "breaking the falsehood" made him overjoyed.

He was immersed in his mind and performing with all his might, when he suddenly noticed a sneak attack.

The perception was suddenly interrupted, and the reckless man was furious, and he ignored Ming Qian's voice to stop his teammates.

The sword intent in his chest burst out, and he suddenly increased the output of spiritual energy, and his body was slightly biased, and then accelerated, avoiding the two short blades.

Jin Ziming didn't leave any hands, he dedicated the strongest sword intent of this move to the attacker completely.

The grayman's soft sword was forced to roll backwards, almost injuring himself.

The single knife of the reckless man, with joy, with enlightenment, with the light of wisdom.

Lunge into his chest, shattering his flesh.

Yuan Ying flew out in a panic, and before he had time to escape, he was caught up by a single knife thrown by the reckless man, and crackled into two sections.

Jin Ziming did not recall the infanticide knife, and directly summoned the gray mist, held it in his hand, and prepared to continue fighting.

Ming Qian had retreated into the distance, his expression was ugly, and he emphasized to the five senior brothers:

"None of you are allowed to make a move."

Then he looked at Jin Ziming and sighed:

"Daoyou's murderous intent is too heavy, Senior Brother Wen's Yuanying, you could have let it go."

"If my body is destroyed, and you don't stop it, do you think this person will leave my Yuan Baby?"

Jin Ziming is now pretending to be in the early stage of the Yuan Baby, so he can naturally ask like this.

Ming Qian was stunned for a moment, slightly elusive, and understood that the other party was not wrong.

He re-energized his fighting spirit and said arrogantly: "Let's fight again." ”

Ming Qian's third sword is called "Future".

Jin Ziming waved out "Contemplating Nirvana", he was iron-hearted, and he wanted to use this genius to polish the "Conscience Knife".

Ming Qian felt the joy of life and the sorrow of death, and there was a little gain and loss in his heart.

And Jin Ziming saw his "great" image of dominating the world, and with his gestures, the earth shook.

With a slight movement of his mind, he could cross the space and reach another realm, and even, if he wanted to, he could cross the river system.

Of course, this is illusory and bubble, and when the dream is shattered, it is the time when the "Time Sword" is in place.

But that feeling of dominating the world is really intoxicating, and he doesn't want to get out of the illusion easily.

Jin Ziming felt the crisis in the dark, and subconsciously waved the fourth knife "Self-purity".

This silent and strange appearance of the knife finally blocked the long sword.

There was a crisp sound of "ding", and the swords intersected, waking him up from his dream.

How could Ming Qianxiaodao miss this once-in-a-lifetime fighter and wield the strongest "ferry" in the "Time Sword".

For this trick, he secretly sacrificed a treasure, which also flew out of his brain at this time, bringing in the ninety percent of the reckless man's primordial gods.

Even the bugs were not spared.

Jin Ziming was shocked, and the remaining Yicheng Divine Soul hurriedly commanded the body and hid in the gravel.

The vast majority of his primordial gods have "reshaped" a reckless man.

At this time, in front of him, there was a river containing the avenue of time, a lonely boat floating, and a fisherman sat on it.

Other than that, there is nothing else.

Jin Ziming, who was immersive, only felt creepy and felt a great crisis.

Almost subconsciously, at this initial source point, he built a black hole with his divine consciousness.

The next moment, the power of time struck and instantly threw him onto the boat.

The fisherman is a humanoid puppet who simply paddles monotonously and repetitively.

With Jin Ziming, in the mist on the surface of the river, he went upstream.

Jin Ziming, who was standing at the bow of the boat, followed the boat forward, and the picture in his mind turned rapidly.

The business war in Shuiyang Pavilion, the interaction with Chen, the leisure time in Youtang City, the "fly" who played the Longqing faction, the first encounter with Fairy Ye, the gift of Lao Jin before he was killed, the escape after the flood, the love of the He couple in the academy, and the moment when he landed......

Immediately after that, there was the previous life.

The way he looked when he died of old age, the ...... of middle age, youth, and the interesting stories of childhood, he became more and more difficult to extricate himself.

Before the last trace of consciousness sank, the remaining instinct alerted him.

The soul suddenly stabbed with a pain, and it was an anxious little worm that pierced his soul core with a spike.

Jin Ziming suddenly woke up and remembered the black hole imprint he left when he entered.

He used the divine evolution "Void in the Heart", using the powerful suction of the black hole to suck himself back to the entrance from the quagmire of the long river of time.

Immediately a move "escaped" stabbed out, and he wanted to break the blockade and return to reality.

The long river of sacrificial cultivation and use time has far surpassed Ming Qian's ability at this stage, and although he is fully operational, he is already crumbling.

knew that if Jin Ziming was allowed to get out of trouble, he would have no chance of winning.

He forcibly resisted the backlash of the exercises, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but overflow with a trace of blood.

The long sword is swung, and the next move, "Split Soul", is superimposed on top of "Ferry".

Jin Ziming, who was anxious to regain his freedom, had already seen the big hole that had been broken by "escape", and he hurried there.

Unexpectedly, the long river of time suddenly shook violently, and suddenly, the reckless man was shocked to find that his Yuan Shen was divided into two parts.

The secondary soul was getting closer and closer to the entrance of the cave, and the most important main soul was pulled onto the lonely boat again.

He re-casts "Void in the Heart", only to find that he has lost contact with the black hole and cannot be sucked back at all.

The fisherman turned the bow of the boat and began to move closer to the future.

Quickly traversing the pictures he had just seen, he saw that he had been promoted to Yuanying.

Married and had children with Ye Ranyi, breaking through to the fit, and was curious why he didn't see Lin Xi, and there was a tingling in his brain again.

Naturally, the worm stabbed him again, and he hurriedly gathered the remaining soul power to think of a counterattack.

The way of time is really weird and irresistible, but whether it is time or space, it is still in this starry sky.

As long as you are in the same universe, you can "have too little heart".

By making the mind empty, it can contain all the matter and spirit of the universe.

Isn't the long river of time built by Ming Qianxiao Dao with rare soul materials and soul power a complex of matter and spirit?

"Lao Tzu will simply swallow you back." The reckless man was ruthless in his heart, and he couldn't help but feel evil to the side of his guts.

He drove the gods with his divine soul and completely blurred his "heart".

The mind spreads wantonly, and all things are regarded as ants, and the starry sky is regarded as a courtyard.

His main soul roared loudly, and the invisible "heart" spread everywhere and was omnipresent.

Gradually, with him as the center, he began to wrap all the objects and spirits in this space in reverse.

On this lonely boat, there is like a giant, he opens his boundless long arms and hugs inward from both sides.

The river began to bend at the intersection of small boats, and the two sections of the river were getting closer and closer to each other, and were about to be folded together.

Everything in this divine soul space collapsed inward.

In the real space, Ming Qian felt the great changes in the long river, and the collapse of the sky and the earth that was happening inside.

His expression changed drastically, and he was busy conveying the blessings of his soul power, but he couldn't resist the great power that seemed to be a natural disaster.

He retreated to the next thing, preparing to reclaim the river of time and use other sword moves against the enemy.

But to his horror, there was only a thread left between him and Changhe, and it seemed that in the next moment, it would be completely broken.

It even gave him the illusion that a god stretched out his giant palm, pinched the long river of time, and then slowly used force, wanting to crush it.

This is the divine soul treasure that he personally refined, once damaged, it will be devoured, and if it is broken, it is likely to be seriously injured.

Ming Qian was really anxious, and his divine sense locked on the last trace of contact, wanting to turn the long river into filaments and take it back.

In that mysterious space, the crazy Jin Ziming finally realized the high-level true meaning of "the pericardium is too empty".

Not only should the "heart" be virtual and big enough, but also have a fearless spirit.

A pride that regards all things and all souls as mustard rises in the chest.

With a wild roar, he felt the entrance of the black hole again as the space wrapped in reverse.

But now he is not in a hurry to leave.

He opened his arms and sucked in the side souls from afar, which lifted him up and greatly increased the number of souls he could use.

The soul power is galloping, injected into the knife momentum of "the pericardium is too empty".

With a loud bang, the giant's hands finally closed and completely embraced this space into his "arms".

The river of time exploded and turned into countless fragments.

The knife intent caused them to converge, and they were first compressed into a streamer, which immediately shrunk into a black dot and burrowed into Jin Ziming's eyebrows.

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I like the battle mood of "Ferry" and "Soul Splitting" very much, so I wish book friends a happy June Day 2022!