Chapter 458: Water Cut
Under the light of the sword.
The Devil's Eye Vortex stagnated slightly.
The passage of those massive rivers gradually slowed down, and the weight that the sword qi could bear became larger and larger.
Only a sword, but far from being able to stop.
In the very center, the weird giant eye seemed to be alive, staring at Shen Yu.
Wow...
There was another loud bang, and the sword light tactfully shuttled back from the back of the giant eye, bringing countless splashes.
The ghost eye seemed to have reached a critical point under this sword, and it fell from the sky in an instant.
It's like the sky is falling.
The sound that shook the heavens and the earth filled the entire Nine Shades.
This sword is the limit of what Shen Yu can use in the Tribulation Realm now.
Many years ago, in a battle with the nameless old man in Fuyao Mountain, Shen Yu took out the sword of Taixuan Zhenren three thousand years ago.
With the improvement of the realm, the sword intent belonging to Shen Yu has also been condensed.
What's more, Shen Yu was reluctant to go through the years and find the sword intent.
Therefore, in the face of the giant eyes that the Netherworld Sect had built with all its might, Shen Yu still seemed a little reluctant.
Praying mantis arm.
For others, it's a meaningless thing.
Even in the eyes of some cultivators, the world's resources are concentrated in the nine holy places, and this kind of thing to save the common people will naturally fall on those holy places.
In such a situation, the Academy, the Taoist Sect, and every great cultivator may have a dark side, and more often, they still think about the entire spiritual wilderness.
Su Mo is a friend, a child who spanned three thousand years ago for Taixuan.
Shen Yu is the same age as him, and more often, he has never refused the title of junior brother.
This recognition of identity represents Shen Yu's uncompromising attitude towards Taixuan and his insistence on maintaining his true self.
If one day, Shen Yu really thinks that the cultivators in the entire world are his juniors, then his state of mind will be completely occupied by Taixuan.
Shen Yu may also die in Nanhe City more than 20 years ago.
Therefore, in the face of the giant eye laid by the Yin Netherworld Sect, and in the face of the catastrophe of the water of the Yin River pouring into the world.
Shen Yu chose his own heart.
Su Mo is the senior brother of the Taoist Sect.
On Broken Blade Mountain, for the sake of the little junior brother, he asked the three swords like a female sword saint.
After the little junior brother was seriously injured, he personally took him to the academy, broke into Yujing Mountain, and stole the Book of Heaven.
Everything is extremely simple and complex.
Su Mo did not hesitate to do it.
Today, Shen Yu did not hesitate to loosen the responsibility that should have been borne by Su Mo.
Left and right, it's just a matter of a few swords.
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in the sky.
The sword light is still shining.
Shen Yu was quietly suspended in mid-air, his eyes slightly misty, looking at the giant eye vortex.
The previous sword qi had already shown signs of dissipation, and it was squeezed crookedly by the huge pupils, and even broke at a certain node.
This represents the non-continuation of spiritual power.
In fact, with Shen Yu's realm at the moment, that kind of powerful swordsmanship can only cast three swords.
But Shen Yu didn't care, and at the moment when the sword qi dissipated, his right hand swiped slightly.
Another sword.
Compared to the previous sword qi, the light of this sword was even more dazzling, and the drowsy Nine Shadows became like day in an instant, and those terrifying resentful spirits and evil ghosts were clearly visible.
Even some subtle hideousness is still vivid.
The Yin River boiled, engulfing all those resentful spirits, and then seemed to be driven by some great force to set off monstrous waves.
At the highest point of the wave, it rolled straight towards Shen Yu.
The latter looked calm, oblivious to the river sweeping under his feet.
The spiritual power in the entire body was poured into the sword qi, and Shen Yu didn't want to delay too much time.
Because there is still a ghost in this place.
There are also four ghost emperors.
Although Shen Di never said the truth of the matter until he died, Shen Yu guessed some clues.
There wasn't much time left for him.
Rumble! ...
A deafening sound came.
The sword qi slammed straight into the giant eye in an extremely brutal and unreasonable way.
The next moment, the pupils hanging high in the sky burst out with dazzling light, a few points more dazzling than the previous light.
Countless resentful spirits were reduced to ashes in the light.
In a moment, a blood-colored river fell from the sky.
The giant eye-like whirlpool seemed to melt like summer ice and plunged into the river.
The sword aura is still the same.
Intertwined lines flutter irregularly across the sky.
Any remnants of the river were cut by the lines, cut off, and then rained down as blood.
The sky of the Nine Shadows became much brighter at this moment.
The heavy dead air, the fog formed by the convergence of yin qi were dispelled.
If you look down from the sky, you may be able to see the true face of the entire Nine Shadows World.
It's a magical scene.
It's like a painter who writes the magnificent mountains and rivers with heaven and earth as a volume.
Shen Yu stood with his hands in his hands, his big sleeves fluttering like an immortal.
The passage that flowed out of the Nine Shadows and turned into a river of corpse water was cut off at this moment.
The yin qi that those ghost cultivators flocked to would never appear in the world again.
After this was done, heaven and earth responded.
The boundless sky was abruptly cut open.
A golden light spilled from the crack, and then a sound of the Great Dao came from the outside world.
The golden light slowly fell, and the direction was exactly where Shen Yu was levitating.
If there is a spiritual desolation cultivator who is here, he will definitely be able to recognize the meaning of that golden light.
The merits of the Heavenly Dao of the Spirit Wilderness.
Only major events that have made an extremely great contribution to the spiritual famine can be obtained.
This is the spiritual object that the monks of the three sects dream of, breaking through the realm, improving cultivation, practicing treasures, and even healing.
This golden light can do anything.
In the midst of the Nine Shadows, Cui Yu seemed to sense the arrival of golden light, and suddenly raised his head, staring at the sky in the distance.
The resentful spirit in front of the table also rushed out of the cliff as if it had gone crazy at this moment.
The evil spirits of the entire heaven and earth all rushed towards the Yin River.
Even if you fall into the river, you are not afraid, and you will rush into the air one after another.
Midair.
Shen Yu stood with his hands in his hands, calmly looking at the golden light of merit that was surging towards him.
In merit comes three feet in front of you.
Shen Yu whispered, "Three thousand years ago, I regarded you as dust, and three thousand years later, how could I look down on you..."
The words fell.
A flash of sword.
...
Cui Yu's expression was sluggish, and he looked at the golden light of merit in the sky that was split by a sword.
For that handsome man, he had only one thought in his heart at the moment.
But for the first time in countless years, this thought appeared in his heart, and it was a kind of irony for Jiuyou.
Even the puppets created by the Nine Shadows will have their own emotions.
In line with Cui Yu's expression, those resentful souls and evil ghosts seemed to suddenly stand still, looking up at the sky, and letting the fragments of those merits turned into golden light fall on their bodies.
The golden light touched their souls.
Then something weird happens.
Flesh began to grow, and bones began to coalesce.
"The living and the dead are flesh and bones."
On the other side of the Yin River, a gloomy voice broke the calm in the field.