The corners of Shen Cong's mouth couldn't help but show a hint of a smile, because of the great loss of vitality caused by the shattering of the sword spirit, most of it was restored as the sword spirit was re-condensed into a rudimentary form.

The sword spirit is the comprehension of each sword path cultivator's own cultivation, and generally no one will take the initiative to break the sword spirit. That's tantamount to overturning the previous cognition and starting anew. The difficulty and danger are beyond the imagination of ordinary people. If you are not careful, it will make the sword spirit disappear permanently, and if you want to condense it in the future, it will be really difficult, you must start with the most basic sword intent, and finally the sword intent will be successfully condensed The sword spirit is not so easy to walk.

If it weren't for seeing the strangeness of the combination of demonic qi and sword spirit, if it weren't for Shen Cong's wavering of the thunder sword spirit all along, I am afraid that he would not have broken the sword spirit today.

At the beginning, he cultivated to the seventh-order mountain moving realm and condensed the thunder sword spirit, so that when he absorbed the thunder and lightning in the future, once he couldn't support it, he could let the thunder sword spirit come out and guide it, so that he could pass it safely. After all, the later it gets, the more terrifying the thunderstorm Shen Cong encounters, if he has the opportunity to break through to the Ninth Order Apocalypse, facing the final shattered void, that kind of Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, Shen Cong will be terrified as long as he thinks about it a little.

How many geniuses and brilliant people, how many strong people who dominate the world, just fell under the thunder of the Nine Heavens. Those were only human cultivators, and the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder did not cause any special harm to them. But Shen Cong is different, he is a zombie, a monster, what he is most afraid of is this kind of thunderstorm that is just and yang, and when he encounters the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, I am afraid that he will die in a few strokes.

Therefore, when I chose to condense the Thunder Sword, it can be regarded as a precaution, what I wanted was to leave a way back for myself, so as not to do things too desperately, and really block my way of life.

But after such a long time, the Thunder Sword Spirit did not grow at all, as if it had stagnated. And Shen Cong didn't use the sword much on weekdays, because it was the result of injuring a thousand enemies and losing eight hundred. Even if they lost 1,000 of their own lives and wounded 800 of the enemy. Until it is forced to do so, the thunder knife will not come out.

And as a result, the Thunder Blade has become an ornament. In the past, Shen Cong didn't care much about it, after all, he condensed the Thunder Sword Courage at the beginning, and it was only used at critical moments. But today, when the demonic qi meets the thunder sword, the kind of integration between each other makes Shen Cong have the illusion of a fish in the sea.

The problems encountered in the past came to Shen Cong's mind one by one, and the things that had always existed were also placed in front of Shen Cong, and Shen Cong finally understood that he had done something wrong. It's not a mistake to condense the thunder sword and choose a way out, after all, no one can guarantee that they can always move forward bravely without taking a step back.

Therefore, this is not a mistake, Shen Cong's fault lies in the understanding of the sword. Shen Cong only regarded it as a tool for retreating in the future, rather than a cultivation path that he had poured into everything, and even forgot the principles of the Dao of the Dao. Maybe it wasn't forgetting, but in the face of future threats, Shen Cong subconsciously forgot and chose a method that seemed safe, but cut himself off.

If he continued to cultivate the Thunder Sword Spirit, how far he could go, Shen Cong himself couldn't tell. The cognition is wrong, the method is wrong, and if you want to go on the wrong road, how can you go far!

This is practice, crossing the river by feeling the stones, especially when Shen never has a inheritance and can only rely on self-exploration. You can make mistakes at any time, and you can go astray at will. And if it weren't for the unexpected fusion of demonic qi this time, I'm afraid Shen Cong would have taken a long time to find out, and even if the final path had been formed, even if he found it, he couldn't change it.

Many cultivators, just because they made a mistake at the beginning, find that they have no way out in the end, and they are stuck on a bottleneck and cannot move forward. What a sad thing it is, because of the mistake at the beginning, which led to the final result, there is obviously a peak ahead, but because there is no road, it stops there.

How many gifted casual cultivators are like this. That's why so many people envy the disciples of the top sects, they have a complete inheritance, and every step of the way has the guidance of their elders. Maybe there will be a lot less autonomy, and even a little stiff due to the lack of change, but at least they won't go the wrong way, and the last road will always be open for them.

"Plastic!"

Shen Cong let out a low snort, his hands conjured countless handprints, the surrounding demonic qi paused slightly, and a circle of ripples suddenly rippled out from the sword spirit, and a bit of edge revealed from the sword spirit. The continuous flow of demonic qi from the resting soil poured into the sword spirit, and the re-condensation of the sword spirit also came to the last moment.

Re-establish his own knife path, the knife was originally born for killing, at least Shen Cong's knife is so. In that case, let the knife in your hand shine as it deserves, instead of hiding it.

The sword trembled slightly, as if sensing Shen Cong's emotions, a smile appeared at the corner of Shen Cong's mouth, his hands transformed, and he slowly closed his eyes. The surrounding demonic aura permeated the surroundings, covering Shen Cong's figure as well.

A trace of tremor came out from the inside from time to time, which was the unique fluctuation of the sword spirit, and from the outside world, Shen Cong's breath had been completely isolated.

Thousands of miles away, Qian Xianxing suddenly stopped, and the light in his hand suddenly lost its senses. This light cluster is Shen Cong's unique aura, tracked with the unique secret method of the eighth-order king, although it cannot be accurate to the specific location, but except for special circumstances, it is impossible to cover it up.

But now, the light cluster has not changed, as if Shen Cong has suddenly disappeared from this world. It is naturally impossible to disappear suddenly, even if he dies, the breath will still exist, such as Shen Cong's seventh-order mountain realm, there is no problem with the breath continuing for a hundred years.

Unless Shen stepped into the void from this moment, it belonged to two different positions from the normal space, but he could completely isolate his own breath. But Shen has never moved mountains from the seventh order, even if he has some knowledge of the mysteries of space, he is just getting started, how can he step into the void.

If you really step into the void, I'm afraid that the first person to be killed will be Shen Cong himself, that kind of violent power is not something that the seventh-order mountain moving realm can bear, even those peerless figures on the dragon and phoenix list.

"Is that the treasure hunt rat?"

Qian Yanxing's brows furrowed slightly, and his body flashed red, but he continued to fly in the direction he had before. Unless Shen immediately leaves the place at this moment, he may be able to find it in this direction.

And at this moment, there are several people who have also encountered the same thing as Qian Xianxing. Their purpose is self-evident, but it is a pity that they have lost their sense of Shen Cong, thousands of miles away, they want to find it, it is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack. Even if you continue to drive according to the previous position, you can deviate to Java for thousands of miles, and you can deviate from an angle.

Inside a jungle cave.

Shen Cong didn't know that there were many people outside looking for him, and even if Shen Cong knew, he couldn't worry at the moment, because the time to condense the sword spirit had reached the most critical time. As the sword spirit continues to absorb the surrounding demonic energy, the sword spirit with the original sword intent as the core and the demonic energy as the supplement is rapidly forming.

A faint coercion permeated the surroundings, and there was already silence around the cave, and the original demon beasts had already run away without a trace. Even the ordinary beasts, who realized it and could only be reduced to food, felt strange and left their original places.

The demonic qi in the rest of the soil is still endless, and even after such a long period of absorption, the demonic qi has not lost a single point. Shen had never experienced the wonders of Xiyang, but he was deeply impressed by this demonic energy. I've never heard of anything that can provide demonic energy like this, as if it were another plane full of demonic energy.

Naturally, this was just Shen Cong's random guess, and it was impossible for the passages of the plane to be connected in the soil. On the contrary, it is the Dark Night Life Spring, which has been inherited as a passage to connect the demon world. But this rumor has never been confirmed, although all the powerful people are sealing the Night Life Spring, but it is more because of the harm of the Night Life Spring, rather than the Demon Realm, at least this world has never seen the so-called Demon Realm people, and even whether there is a Demon Realm, it is a debatable question.

"Condensation!"

Sensing the progress of the sword, he finally came to the last limit. Shen Cong let out a low roar, his eyes revealing endless black light, and the black light was full of Shen Cong's own understanding of the sword intent. Just to kill, just to move forward!

"Buzz!"

The entire cave trembled, and many rock fragments fell, swept away by the demonic energy, and turned into nothing. And the sword spirit within the demonic qi is undergoing tremendous changes at this moment. It no longer absorbs demonic energy, and the volume of the sword spirit is constantly shrinking, from one zhang before to less than one foot.

And every time it shrank, it caused the surrounding demonic qi to fluctuate, as well as the continuous ripples of the void. Shen Cong could feel the edge in it, as well as the crazy killing intent. A circle of fluctuations spread in the sword spirit, and then disappeared again after a certain distance, and so on, until the knife spirit was only the length of an adult's index finger in the end, and it was as dark as a black hole.

"Whew!"

The demonic qi that had just stagnated was churning again. The newly formed Dark Sword Spirit actually began to frantically absorb demonic energy, not only demonic energy, but also the surrounding heaven and earth aura.

Shen Cong's expression was unmoved, and he was not surprised by the situation in front of him. If it is not broken, it will shatter the previous thunder sword spirit, leaving only the purest sword intent at the beginning. Such a determination is so big in the world, and there are a few people who have it, and with Shen Cong's understanding of the way of the sword, as well as his own fit for the power of darkness, the advancement of the sword spirit is already an inevitable thing.

Endless heaven and earth aura infusion, once it enters the sword spirit, it will all transform into demonic energy. A funnel-like vortex appeared outside the cave, but in the blink of an eye, the absorption of aura stopped. The dark sword spirit changed from the length of one finger to two fingers, and it was still so dark that if it were in the dark night, it would not be possible to see it clearly.

The advancement of the sword spirit is more about one's own understanding of the way of the knife and the texture of the energy absorbed. The demonic energy absorbed by the Dark Sword Spirit was revealed from within the rest soil, which could be described as extremely pure, at least the Dark Night Life Spring in Shen Cong's body was only slightly able to suppress it. is so pure, without a trace of impurities, after the sword spirit is absorbed, it has reached the advanced conditions. The absorption of the aura of heaven and earth is nothing but the final infusion, which acts as a little catalyst, so only a little bit is needed.