Although Blue Star's real first aura tide has not yet arrived.

But Mu Cang knew.

The prelude to the revival of Blue Star's aura had already begun a long time ago.

"According to the setting in the "Dragon Fist" comics, the aura between heaven and earth actually has no attributes, or it can be differentiated into infinite attributes."

Mu Cang looked up at the starry sky and whispered to himself,

"Practitioners can follow their own perceptions and needs. Draw the aura of the corresponding attribute from it for cultivation. ”

"It can be the five elements, earth, fire, water, wind, light and darkness, yin and yang, sun and moon, and Qiankun.

It can also be chaos, sacred, evil, existence, destruction, creation, destruction, and so on.

This seems to have something to do with the so-called observer effect. ”

He turned his head to look at the western sky.

There, the White Tiger Seven Nights were shimmering faintly in the dark sky.

The ancients looked at the sky and divided the infinite stars into 28 constellations.

According to the direction, it can be divided into four palaces: east, south, west and north, with seven nights in each house.

At the same time, the seven houses to which each house belongs are imagined as a kind of creature.

Or a mythical beast.

That is, the so-called Eastern Green Dragon, Southern Vermilion Bird, Western White Tiger, and Northern Xuanwu.

The ancients believed that there are four spirits in the sky and can be square.

And the essence of the cultivation of Tianhe Sword Qi is that cultivators need to abandon the so-called scientific cognition.

Follow the worldview of the ancients.

The seven nights of the white tiger that are not many light years away from the blue star, the Kui Wood Wolf, the Lou Jin Dog, the Stomach Pheasant, the Pleiades Pheasant, the Bi Yue Wu, the Fire Monkey, and the Ginseng Ape.

A total of fifty-four stars, more than 700 stars, and stars separated by thousands of light-years on all sides, visualized as a unified entity.

Then, from an infinite distance, he drew the boundless power of the stars from it, and transformed and condensed it into a series of Tianhe sword qi.

"Hiss~"

Mu Cang inhaled slowly, calmed his mind and drove away the cluttered thoughts.

With an unwavering will of the heart that is as hard as steel, I began to visualize.

Airplanes~

The spirit is beating.

Mu Cang began to try to communicate the will of the stars that existed or did not exist in the infinity.

According to the records of the exercises.

After the cultivator successfully communicates with the will of the stars, he can summon the power of the White Tiger Nakshatra to descend from the infinite distance beyond the sky.

He rushed into his body and tempered his sword qi.

Buzzing~~

After a long time.

Mu Cang's calm eyes began to flicker.

He felt as if his mind had traveled through an infinite sea of stars.

In the boundless void of the universe, I 'saw' a huge white-fronted tiger with a majestic body.

This big tiger is strong and boundless, and has a large gold spot in the shape of a 'king' on its forehead.

The whole body is covered with bright golden stripes, and the chest, abdomen, shoulders, back, limbs, head and neck are covered with white fluff.

The limbs are stout, the tips of the claws are pierced out of the toes, and the tail is thick and long, with black rings, slightly curved and swaying like a long galaxy.

This starry sky beast seemed to have endless starlight flashing on its entire divine body.

There are also large stars that swim around on the surface of their bodies all the time.

It is the god of the white tiger of the West!

Mu Cang's heart immediately sank.

With a thought, he began to summon the infinite white tiger star power.

Rumble!!

In an instant, an extremely cold and sharp torrent of energy filled with boundless slaughter.

Almost instantly, he rushed in front of Mu Cang across an infinite distance.

Poured hard into his body from his mouth and nose.

Wow~~

With Mu Cang as the center.

Suddenly, the starlight danced, sweeping the sky in all directions.

Look at it from afar.

It's like a statue of the Immortal Buddha who is spurting divine light from his mouth and nose and is casting immortal spells on the heavenly dome.

And at this moment, Mu Cang seemed to feel.

It is a cloud of extremely cold mercury that has been quenched in the Arctic ice sea for thousands of years.

With cold and heaviness, it surged into his lungs.

Click! Click!

Even the alveoli are frozen into slag.

But Mu Cang's face was as pale as iron and his will was like steel.

Completely ignoring this unbearable pain and itching of ordinary people.

Strive to compress and refine a large amount of star essence in both lungs.

It quickly transformed into an incomparably black sword aura.

Then, he collapsed and shrunk the sword qi into a sword pill as black as the night sky with a little starlight, and placed it in the depths of his lungs.

And that's not all.

More White Tiger Star Essence descended from the sky like a frenzy.

Mu Cang's face did not change his color, and he accepted it all.

At this time, he had gradually adapted to the power of the Heavenly Dome Constellation, and the efficiency of transforming his essence into sword qi became faster and faster.

A sword aura.

Ten sword qi.

Hundred sword qi.

Soon.

In just two hours, Mu Cang had filled his lungs with Tianhe Sword Qi.

There are as many as 5,000 paths.

"Whew~"

It's a success.

Mu Cang lightly exhaled a breath of golden-black breath.

Shout!!

A dark black sword qi the size of a door panel flickering with a little bit of faint stars suddenly appeared.

While tearing through a large area of air, he ruthlessly slashed towards a thick TV tower more than a thousand meters away.

Rumble!!!

Not a second has passed, and the sword qi has arrived.

The colorful light flashed under the night sky, and the top of the TV tower, which was tens of meters in diameter, together with the slender antenna mast on the top, was cut off and torn apart by the black sword qi in an instant.

Bang bang bang!

For a time, it turned into countless iron filings, broken glass, and cement slag, which exploded in all directions.

"I've personally experienced it, and I'm sure that even if King Kong is not bad, he will definitely not be able to cultivate this Tianhe Sword Qi."

"If you practice, you will die."

"That is, my body is not human, so I can bear the essence of the stars without injury."

Mu Cang's eyes were bright and generous, and he said with a smile:

"However, just the innate Yiqi has increased the attack distance of my attack means by so much."

"Martial Arts Conference, how many exercises will be provided to me?"

The sense of anticipation in his heart surged wildly.

The cultivation is over.

Mu Cangnian's power fluctuated, moving his body.

Shot below the hotel and returned to the room.

Hours later.

The night is over.

……

It's 7 a.m.

Located in the large forest on the outskirts of Cloud City, outside an extremely vast luxury manor, the crowd has gathered more and more.

Most of them are from Shenzhou.

A few are Europa white, and even fewer are black.

These alien people are from many foreign sect gangs in the southern part of Bactria such as Jiaozhi, Annam, Chenla, and Luzon.

Present martial artists.

All of them are martial arts strongmen with strong physiques and fierce expressions.

There is hardly one that is lower than the marrow washing and blood exchange realm.

They are swift and swift like tigers.

Often seven or eight steps can cross a distance of 100 meters.

Neither the rough grass nor the thorns nor the potholes could stop them.

But as soon as these martial artists entered the gate of the manor, the original fierce and high-spirited temperament quickly converged and lowered down.

The reason is simple.

There are many strong people here.

Unless it's a true invincible.

Otherwise, no one can tolerate the oppression of others.

This is equivalent to Chiguoguo's provocation.

That's when it happened.

The hearts of many martial artists present trembled inexplicably.

At the scene, many sturdy martial artists turned their heads one after another and stared at the gate of the manor.

At this moment, there was a thin and shriveled old man with a goatee, hunched over his old waist, dragging a black spear full of threads behind his back, and walked in leisurely as he pulled the ground with a long stroke.