Just by glancing at each other, Yang Yi felt cold all over, and his thinking was almost completely stagnant.

At this glance, it seems to have seen through his soul, and also through his past and present life, and there is no secret in the whole person.

Yang Yi felt like he was about to suffocate, and fell into endless fear.

She lived!

"You're not him after all!"

Su Wanniang murmured softly and slowly withdrew her gaze.

Yang Yi was relieved, he felt that he was 'alive', and he couldn't help but gasp.

This Su Wanniang is really terrifying.

He had no doubt that if the other party wanted to kill him, one look would be enough.

Su Wanniang looked around, looking at the endless tombs, her sad eyes turned into an unprecedented color of anger, and a monstrous momentum erupted from her, more terrifying than a volcanic eruption.

Yang Yi, who had just relaxed, was directly pressed down by this momentum, and seemed to be carrying a big mountain on his back.

Horrified in his heart, he struggled to look up

What is this Su Wanniang crazy about?

Su Wanniang's momentum was monstrous, and the wind and clouds changed color.

She suppressed the Quartet, looked up to the sky and roared angrily: "Dao Zun, you sealed me for ten thousand years, let me sacrifice the Sword Prison for you, and in the end, I was dragged to death by you, I am unwilling!" ”

Su Wanniang's tone was full of unwillingness and endless resentment.

With her roar, those sword powerhouses who had passed away seemed to be awakened, and the tombs were cracking, and countless figures like gods and demons appeared, all of which were monstrous, and they were not under Su Wanniang at all.

They looked up to the sky and roared, their voices were unwilling and violent, and immediately stirred the wind and clouds, and countless black lightning bolts were scurrying, and then raining down, dense and terrifying.

This time, the countless remnants of the powerhouses in the Sword Prison seemed to have been prepared.

Their sword intent soared into the sky, and they had completely materialized, turning into peerless divine swords that went against the sky, shattering one black thunder after another.

Yang Yi's eyes widened and he trembled.

He had never seen such a terrifying and magnificent scene, countless black thunderbolts were falling from the sky like a torrential rain, and on the ground were countless peerless divine swords condensed by sword intent rising into the sky, fighting fiercely in mid-air.

The void shatters, and chaos rolls over.

Fortunately, he was lying next to Su Wanniang's tomb and was not affected by the war, so he hurriedly wanted to exit the knife prison, but found that he couldn't get out at all, and the knife prison seemed to ignore him.

The more dangerous it is, the calmer Yang Yi is.

Since you can't retreat, let's face it calmly.

After his mind relaxed, he suddenly realized a problem, when the Sword Emperor taught him the triple realm of sword intent: a knife is a knife, a knife is not a knife, and the realm outside the borders.

But no matter what the heavy realm, the sword intent is illusory, and it can be felt, but it can't be seen or touched.

But now that the sword intent here has been substantiated, and it can also be transformed into a peerless divine sword, does this mean that on top of the triple sword intent, there is a higher level of sword intent, that is, the substantiation of the sword intent?

"This is a god-given enlightenment!"

Yang Yi suddenly realized that he hurriedly sat cross-legged and let go of his mind to feel the knife intent around him, which was equivalent to having countless 'ready-made' sword intent in front of him, allowing him to perceive, or rather peep.

Even in the end, he urged the sword intent, using the countless sword intents around him as a furnace to smelt his sword intent.

Soon, a mysterious and mysterious understanding quietly rose in Yang Yi's heart.

The first weight of knife intent: look at the knife is a knife, and there is no shackle from the shape of the knife.

The knife is a weapon as well as a tool.

The second level of knife intent: the knife is not a knife, but a concept, an artistic conception, a spirit, a world, for the knife, or for the knife, giving a spiritual connotation.

Yang Yi was closest to Su Wanniang, and he could vaguely sense that the knife was safe in her heart, a relative, a second life, and a close friend who would never betray.

What was that knife in his heart?

Yang Yi tortured himself and fell into deep thought, and his spirit seemed to fall silent.

For a long time, a little light lit up in the silent world.

Yang Yi's eyes also brightened, like a scorching sun, and he said loudly: "Heaven and earth, I am the only one." ”

With the comprehension of the second layer of sword intent, his sword intent became even more vast.

With the addition of sword intent, it is like a god and Buddha descending into the world.

If it is a person with poor willpower, let alone a shot at him, it is already good if you can restrain yourself from kneeling.

It's just a pity that although he comprehended the second layer of knife intent, in this heavenly materialized knife intent, he was like a small grass in the primeval mountain forest, delicate and young.

Above the void, that grand voice finally sounded.

"Town!"

"Town!"

As he spoke, two incomparably huge 'towns' appeared in the sky, covering the sky and the sun, seemingly enveloping the entire sword prison, and falling quickly from the sky.

As the word "town" fell, the god-like ancient corpses fell back into the grave one after another, and then the crumbling tomb also closed again as if going back in time, and the knife prison regained its calm.

Although Su Wanniang's remnant soul was unwilling and roared angrily, it was still suppressed back into the grave.

Immediately afterwards, a grand voice sounded again: "Find the Origin Dao Treasure as soon as possible, otherwise the next time the Sword Prison changes again, I will be powerless to suppress it, and the strong man who has passed away will return again, and you will definitely die." However, if you can obtain the Origin Dao Treasure and strengthen the Sword Prison, you, as the master of the Sword Prison, can also use the Sword Prison to have a trace of divine effect. ”

Yang Yi's heart was heavy, and his face was ugly.

The first time the knife prison changed, the grand voice only used the word 'town', but this time it used two.

It can be seen that the power of the Sword Prison itself is getting weaker and weaker, I am afraid that he really can't afford to resist the third abnormal change, and he must find the Origin Dao Treasure as soon as possible.

However, the grand voice also told him a good news, if he could obtain the Origin Dao Treasure and strengthen the Sword Prison, then he could use a trace of the Knife Prison's magic effect.

Don't look at it as just a 'trace', but for Yang Yi's level, it can definitely be said to be beyond imagination.

In fact, Yang Yi has always had a doubt in his heart.

That's why is the Knife Prison called the Knife Prison, not the Knife Tomb?

This is full of graves, wouldn't it be more appropriate to have a knife tomb?

But Su Wanniang's roar made him understand.

This knife prison should have been a huge 'prison' before, sealing countless sword path powerhouses, but because of some kind of upheaval, everyone was dragged to death.

As a result, the Knife Prison became the current 'Knife Grave'.

'Hey, it's just that this world is vast, where should I go to find the Origin Dao Treasure?' ’

Yang Yi had a headache, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he thought of the Treasure Pavilion: "That's right, the Treasure Pavilion." The Treasure Pavilion sells all kinds of treasures, and the sub-pavilions are all over the Eastern Wilderness, maybe they have news of the Origin Dao Treasure, or even have the Origin Dao Treasure. ”

Even if you don't have the Origin Dao Treasure, it would be good if you could get the relevant clues, it would be much more reliable than looking around like a headless fly.

Thinking of this, Yang Yi couldn't wait to go straight to Daliang City now, but in the end he endured it.

Now that it's chaotic outside, it's better to cultivate first and avoid the limelight.

He returned to his nest and continued to sort out Xiang Feng's treasure bag, including one hundred and fifty medium-grade spirit stones, more than five hundred low-grade spirit stones, more than 300,000 taels of silver tickets, more than ten bottles of various pills, two cheats, three spirit weapons, and other miscellaneous items.

Seeing these things, Yang Yi knew that he had made a fortune.

is really worthy of being the young master of a thousand-year-old family, this is really too rich.

Putting aside the spirit stone and silver ticket, the two cheats are both heaven-level low-level, one of which is "Xuantian Finger", which Xiang Feng grabbed from Fan Yu, and the other is the door swordsmanship, which was also auctioned.

The three spirit weapons are all medium-grade spirit swords.

As for the elixir, there are three bottles of high-grade elixir that are also auctioned, namely the Martial Body Pill, the Melting Spring Pill, and the Condensing God Pill.

The Martial Body Pill can strengthen the physical body, and it is best to assist in refining the body, Yang Yi just needed it, but he couldn't afford it at the auction at that time, and was auctioned by Xiang Feng.

Putting all the items in categories, Yang Yi is most concerned about spiritual weapons, because this is directly related to his cultivation speed, there are a total of one high-grade spiritual weapon, four medium-grade spiritual weapons, and one medium-grade spiritual armor.

Yang Yi first took off the lower-grade spirit armor on his body, put on the middle-grade spirit armor, and then sat cross-legged and began to cultivate.

The Blood Drinking Knife was placed between the knees, and the mid-grade spiritual material Red Blood Yuan Copper was placed on the Blood Drinking Knife.

Sure enough, as Yang Yi expected, there was actually no difference between devouring spiritual materials and spiritual weapons, what he needed was the spiritual substances and energy in the spiritual materials to improve the blood drinking knife.

Devouring the Red Refining Yuan Copper, Yang Yi completely opened up the tenth hidden vein, cultivated to the tenth peak of the Qi Vein Realm, and then used the power of the divine soul to stir the true qi in the dantian, causing it to form a constantly rotating cyclone.

As the cyclone swirled, he could sense wisps of heaven and earth aura constantly burrowing into his body through the pores.

Yang Yi didn't stop, devoured all four medium-grade spirit weapons, and raised his cultivation to the second level of the Qi Sea Realm in one fell swoop, and at the same time, the Blood Drinking Knife was officially transformed into a medium-grade spirit knife.

As for the high-grade spirit sword and the low-grade spirit armor, he kept them for the time being.

This cultivation is equivalent to breaking through three small realms in a row, which is almost impossible in the eyes of others, and Yang Yi also feels that the realm is a little unstable, and he can no longer continue to cultivate.

Yang Yi stood up, he tried to cast the 'Heaven and Earth Oven', and found that there was no loss of strength, but the spirit of the whole body was drained by nearly half, and the consumption was still huge, but this was already a great progress.

"Cultivation progress is very fast, but in the future, the cost of this cultivation will become bigger and bigger."

Yang Yi sighed.

He is only in the Qi Sea Realm now, and the four medium-grade spiritual weapons have only broken through two small realms, and each time he breaks through a small realm, he will only consume more and more, so what about the Juyuan Realm and the Zhengang Realm?

Not to mention that there is a higher Seven Spirits Secret Realm, and the resources consumed will be heavenly.

Gathering his mind, Yang Yi came to the tombstone of the evil Dao Xiang Yusheng, ready to enter his illusion space to hone his martial arts and consolidate his cultivation, his hand was just about to be printed, and the water-avoiding beads on the top of Su Wanniang's tomb seemed to invite him.

Yang Yi chose to ignore it, he would not help Su Wanniang anymore, and this knife prison would not be able to withstand the third mutation.

The foreground is changing, and it is a remote mountain village.

Smoke curls and children play.

Yang Yi hurriedly looked around vigilantly to prevent Xiang Yusheng from making a sneak attack like Su Wanniang, but he looked around and didn't find anyone on the other side.

This surprised Yang Yi, where is Xiang Yusheng?

He looked at the frolicking group of children, and suddenly all the children were gone, except for a young boy of five or six years old with innocent eyes.

The little boy suddenly smiled evilly, and his figure disappeared in place.

Yang Yi was startled and instinctively slashed out.

He felt like he could stop the little boy, but strangely a knife stabbed him in the side and went straight into his chest.

So he hung up!

Again!

Xiang Yusheng is worthy of the name of the evil knife, his knife technique is very evil, often able to give people the illusion, and then break through and kill the opponent from other incredible angles.

In the process of being killed again and again, Yang Yi gradually figured out the reason for this, because Xiang Yusheng's sword intent quietly affected his sanity, causing him to have various illusions.

This is actually similar to the method of using the sword intent of Badao Yue Mountain.

It's just that the sword intent of Badao Yue Mountain is to himself, and the sword intent of the evil knife Xiang Yusheng is to others.

After figuring out the doorway, it will be much easier to fight against Xiang Yusheng next.

Yang Yi used his sword intent to protect his sanity, although Xiang Yusheng's knife technique was still very evil, it was difficult for him to make a mistake in judgment.

Even through imitation again and again, he gradually mastered a trace of the trick and disrupted the opponent's judgment with sword intent.

Time passed, and Yang Yi didn't know how many times he was killed.

He felt that he had reached his limit, so he retreated from the illusion space, and his cultivation had been completely consolidated.

Yang Yi calculated the time, he had been in the knife prison for seven days, and it was time to get out.

……

Walking out of the cave, the sun is shining.

Yang Yi returned the original way and rushed back to Daliang City.

Although it was a bit risky to return to Daliang City at this time, the matter of the change in the Sword Prison was imminent, and he had to find out the news of the Origin Dao Treasure as soon as possible to solve the hidden danger of the Sword Prison.

And the Treasure Pavilion is the place where it is most likely to know the news or clues of the Origin Dao Treasure.

More than two hours later, Yang Yi came to Daliang City again.

He walked straight towards the Treasure Pavilion, but when he turned the corner, he saw Guo Jin walking towards him.

The two looked at each other, both stunned.

Immediately, Guo Jin laughed wildly: "Haha, Yang Yi, Yang Yi, you are really damned, I didn't expect to meet you here, this is God wants me to kill you." There is no Jiang Zhendao this time, I will see how you escape. ”