The power of the sword intent is terrifying!

The yellow spring behind him slowly disappeared, and Mo Ning looked at the crack he had caused and gasped.

You know, just now he just urged a true qi. I didn't expect that with the addition of the sword intent I felt, the attack power was so powerful.

If Mo Ning obtained another top-level kendo technique, wouldn't the power he exert be comparable to that of "Covering the Earth Seal"?

However, where is the top-notch kendo technique so easy to obtain? Mo Ning was just thinking about it at the moment.

"Thank you, seniors. Mourning bowed deeply to the tombstone. I felt a trace of awe for the predecessor of my own sect, who was powerful and powerful.

At the same time, Mo Ning had a trace of doubt in his heart. I don't understand, how did the first generation of Yunqing Peak's peak master, whose strength was so terrifying, die?

The tombstone in the forbidden land of the Qingxu Sect only records the deeds of the ancestors and their understanding of cultivation during their lifetimes. There are no graves where the bodies are buried. No one knows how to die.

Take a deep breath, even though the forbidden place has been in a gloomy and hazy environment all day, without any sunlight. But Mo Ning knew that it had been four or five days since he had realized the time it had taken to comprehend the three tombstones.

Looking around, the endless plains were full of withered weeds, and the gusts of wind ruffled Monin's dark and thick hair. In the distance, there are still a few towering tombstones, ancient and desolate.

"What's going on? Jiaying, that guy doesn't come all the time, it's been three days. In the distance, suddenly several figures appeared, flying towards them.

The cultivation of these Qingxu Sect disciples was all in the early stage of the Condensation Realm, and they seemed to be the companions of the person who had fought against Mo Ning before. At this moment, seeing that he always did not return, he came out to look for it.

"It's up to these people to test my recent impressions. The corners of Mo Ning's mouth lifted slightly.

He has a strong and powerful divine power, and he has already discovered the other party, a total of three people. They all carry a sword behind their backs, but they are all first-order magic weapons.

Obviously, these people came from a mountain that specialized in teaching kendo. Mo Ning could feel that each of them contained a sword intent that was vague.

"Hey, look. There is a tombstone there, it is actually five zhang high!" The three of them walked in, and one of them immediately found the tombstone of the first generation of the peak master of Yunqing Peak, and his face was overjoyed.

The three of them stepped forward one after another, surrounding the tombstone, their eyes revealing a trace of heat, and they said in ecstasy: "It's actually still a kendo tombstone." What a profound sword intent!!"

If the three of them comprehend this for a while, no matter how bad their qualifications are, they can all become geniuses in the peak.

"Maybe you can also cultivate your sword intent to a small success like Jiaying. Received a reward from the peak master and obtained a second-order magic weapon. One of them was eager to try, as if he had seen his own rise.

"Not true. Suddenly, there was a snap from one of the mouths. He frowned, looked around, and said, "Look around, there are obvious signs of a great battle. It seems that it is still a momentum that can only be created in the middle of the Condensation Realm. ”

At this time, everyone also woke up from their joy. After seeing a large pit in the distance, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he was afraid.

They weren't stupid, and when they saw this, something must be wrong.

"Could it be that someone came here before, understood the contents of this tombstone, and left?" one of them speculated.

However, as soon as he said this, his companion next to him immediately denied this conjecture and said, "Impossible! You see, the record on this tombstone is the tombstone of the first generation of the peak master of Yunqing Peak!"

When the other two heard this, they looked at the tombstone carefully, and their faces were suddenly shocked. They have been in the Qingxu Sect for many years, and they have also seen the name of the first generation of the peak master of Yunqing Peak in ancient books, and they are the first kendo masters in the entire Eastern Regions. Although it fell for some reason in the end, its prestige resounded throughout the Five Domains.

"Gollum!"

The three of them swallowed their saliva in unison, feeling that they had met a baby this time.

And at this moment, in the sky, there was a sudden loud noise, and a cold breath came to the face.

"Boom!!"

Above the sky, pitch-black lightning surged down like dragons. This is a lightning bolt that is completely condensed with the power of yin and evil, and when it bombards down, it sets off gusts of yin wind, which is very consistent with the environment of this forbidden place.

"Bang!bang!bang!!"

The three of them reacted extremely quickly, and hurriedly drew the long sword behind them. Unleashed a series of sword rays, the sword aura was compelling, and the thunderbolts that were chopped were crushed.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, one of them frowned slightly. After discovering that those pitch-black thunderbolts were crushed by him with his sword, a trace of cold air actually appeared and poured into his body.

"Boom!!"

And just when he was stunned, a huge meteorite appeared out of thin air in the sky. The meteorite burned with pitch-black flames and a cold aura.

Before the man could come to his senses, the huge meteorite fell with billowing black flames. It slammed hard into his chest, and the huge force was vented.

"Poof!!"

He raised his hand and resisted with his long sword, but it was of no use. The surging force caused his chest to collapse, the blood in his mouth spilled wildly, and the tiger's mouth shook violently, and the long sword in his hand broke away.

"Humph!!"

In the distance, Mo Ning hid behind a tombstone and snorted disdainfully. Then a trace of coldness burst out of his dark eyes, and with a wave of his big hand, streamers rushed out of the storage bag on his waist.

Then, the streamer was suspended in mid-air, but it was three flying swords, all of which were first-order magic weapons, and the glowing white light flickered. Mo Ning used his strong divine thoughts to attach to the flying swords, controlling the three flying swords.

The next moment, behind Mo Ning, a mouthful of yellow spring suddenly appeared. The gushing glow erupted, and the yellow air flow fell down like a waterfall. The turbid mist spread, and the water of the Yellow Spring gushed out, forming mysterious runes all over the body, dark yellow, wrapped around the three flying swords.

"Go!"

Mo Ning waved his big hand violently, and the divine thoughts in the sea of consciousness erupted like a torrent, surging out wildly. The bodies of the three flying swords were covered with dark yellow arcane runes, as if they were cast by the water of a yellow spring. Turned into three rainbow rays of light and rose to the sky.

Wisps of terrifying sword intent escaped from the three flying swords. This is a kind of sword intent that seems to open up the world, revealing a grand will, wanting to re-evolve a piece of the world.

"Shh

The three flying swords directly cut through the space, and the air exploded everywhere they passed, turning into three dark yellow rainbow lights and rushing away, like three yellow spring waterfalls falling down.

"Boom !!"

Like the explosion of stars, the heavens and the earth were dim, and a terrifying sword intent swept out, wanting to split the heavens and the earth. The three flying swords all bombarded one person, and the water of the Yellow Spring poured down like an ocean.

"Ahh

A terrible scream rang out all around, and one of them held a long crimson sword in his hand and struggled to resist. But the bubbling yellow spring water was impermeable, pouring directly into his body, frantically corroding his meridians and eroding his true qi.

"Puff Puff !!"

Then, there was a violent upheaval in the space. Three flying swords with dark yellow runes pierced through the hole in an instant, penetrating the person's body, and stabbing out three bloody holes, bloody and terrifying.

Sticky blood, gushing out like a fountain, formed a pool of blood on the ground. Flowing into the distance.

The light in his eyes dimmed, the long sword in his hand screamed sadly, and the whole person fell to the ground with a "bang".

"Who is it?!Get out of here!!" A Qingxu Sect disciple holding a cyan textured sword roared indignantly, his eyes full of murderous intent.

However, what answered him was a pitch-black thunderbolt that fell with a bang, as if it were endless.

The long sword in the hands of the disciples of the Qingxu Sect emitted a green glow, and the long rainbow pierced through the sun, slashing out one sword after another, forming a sword curtain around him, blocking all the thunderbolts from the outside.

"Buzz!!"

There was a buzzing sound. A white figure suddenly appeared, and then a long jet-black spear smashed down with a thunderous momentum.

"Poof!!"

The long sword in the hand of the Qingxu Sect disciple bloomed with blue light, turning into a sword and slashing away. But it was smashed by a huge force, and then the jet-black spear was bombarded by the power of lightning all over the sword, making a sound of gold and stone. The sonorous and deafening are endless.

The terrifying mighty Dao poured into his body in an instant, and it was cathartic. This Qingxu Sect disciple only felt that all the bones in his body seemed to have collapsed, his body was paralyzed, and countless lightning powers swam.

The corners of Mo Ning's mouth rose slightly, his slender palm was spread out, and there was a terrifying sword intent brewing in his palm, and then it slapped on the heart of the person in front of him.

"Ang !!"

In an instant, sixteen cyan dragons appeared on Mo Ning's arm, surrounding and rushing down. The sound of the dragon's groan resounded all around, and the wind howled, and slapped down with the palm of his hand.

"Puff puff!!"

Sixteen cyan dragons formed by the condensation of true qi directly exploded, and surging true qi poured out. Streams of viscous blood shot out.

A huge blood hole appeared on the man's chest, and his heart had been shattered by a terrifying force, and the bloody transparent hole was still gushing with blood, and the blood mist was filled.

His eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe he was going to die. His eyes were dim, staring at Mo Ning's delicate face, and his throat seemed to be blocked. "Giggle" can't make a sound. Then he fell to the ground, and the long sword full of cyan veins in his hand was also stuck upside down on the ground, buzzing and trembling with sorrow.

In an instant, another person from the early stage of the Truth Realm died. At this moment, Mo Ning also officially understood his own strength, which could kill ordinary early stage cultivators of the Condensing Realm.