The pale yellow light divided Yang Ning's body into two, and at the same time constituted a prototype of the world, like a microcosm of the world, with clear yin and yang.

Knowing the sea with yang, purifying the mansion with yin, and taking the body as the root, the two extreme powers are achieved.

Yang Ning didn't know what this meant, but Yang Ning could clearly feel that he had indeed entered an unknown door.

This is a cultivation method that transcends the continent, no wonder the Seven Sons of the Heavenly Dao maliciously framed themselves at the beginning, and all the truths are clear until this moment.

With such exercises, there is hope for revenge in this life.

With the operation of Yang Ning Ling Tianjue, the sea of knowledge and the purple mansion were gradually filled with sword intent, as if this represented the place where the two poles of yin and yang were beginning to approach to some extreme.

"Give me town!" A faint smile appeared on the corner of Yang Ning's mouth.

A majestic force, gradually growing from the rainbow bridge of heaven and earth, one yin and one yang, intertwined with an exciting mystery, began to move towards the poles.

It seemed that all the sword intent was trembling at this moment.

The originally violent sword intent suddenly became extremely well-behaved in an instant at the moment when the two breaths entered the Purple Mansion and the Sea of Knowledge respectively.

"Condensation!" Yang Ning's mind seemed to be the master of the inner world, controlling Ling Tianjue with every word and deed, and began to continuously condense the scattered sword intent.

Syllable! Syllable......

Filled with all kinds of unwillingness, all kinds of sword intents, gradually with the flow of the two breaths, gradually surging towards the miniature two realms mountains of their respective yin and yang polar regions.

Yang Ning's roots are basically majestic, but at this moment, the Two Realms Mountain seems to be filled with some kind of fanatical excitement.

The Dingshan Divine Pillar, which originally used chaotic aura to run through the entire Mountains of the Two Realms of the Sea of Knowledge, began to frantically absorb the sword intent.

The mountains of the two realms trembled, but they were extremely solid, although the sword intent was lawless, but with the flow of yin and yang, it continued to converge towards the middle of the mountains of the sea of knowledge.

The same is true in the Purple Mansion.

And outside Yang Ning's body, the sword intent that was constantly lingering around seemed to be attracted by some kind of attraction, and began to pour into Yang Ning's body frantically along the open pores of Yang Ning's body.

The strength of the Northern Xuan Sword Sect may not be very strong, but on this continent, it is also a towering thousand-year-old sect, and the convergence of thousands of years, it can be imagined how strong the sword intent here is, but with the continuous operation of Ling Tianjue, the massive amount of sword intent is cheaper than Yang Ning at the moment.

"Condensation!" Enduring the constant sharp pain coming from his body, Yang Ning was like crazy and ran Ling Tianjue to the highest level.

At the same time, among the bones of Yang Ning's body, faint sword light continued to pass by.

Each bone seems to be a sharp sword, faintly exuding the edge of a sword.

And on the surface of the bones, layers of faint luster, full of charm.

With a large amount of sword intent entering his body, Yang Ning finally saw the extra shape of sword intent in the pillars like a fixed mountain in the sea of knowledge.

It was a sword that was very similar to the Tianque Sword, a form composed purely of sword intent, and a sword body hanging on the top of the mountain.

And in the Purple Mansion, the bead body formed by the star spirit exudes a faint starlight, reflecting the sword body in the mountain as deep as the sea.

"Refine."

Yang Ning was finally satisfied, guided the sword intent, and began to temper his own flesh.

Although the flesh is not as good as the bones, Yang Ning has completely opened the door, and he doesn't want to give up this unique opportunity.

The fire of the soul shone brightly and began to swim through the body, following the meridians, and constantly began to scorch its own flesh.

The pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow suddenly hit the whole body.

"Ah......" seemed to be Ling Chi, cutting Yang Ning's body, and a handsome face became distorted in an instant.

The hands were clenched, the nails were deeply sunk into the palms of the flesh, and there were blood stains running down the gaps between the fingers, dripping continuously.

Around Yang Ning's body, blood and sweat were constantly intertwined and gradually spreading.

And in the depths of the sword mound, in the blood-colored space, a blood sword, after being nourished by the smell of blood, became a little excited, and began to emit the smell of blood to the surroundings, and on the sword body, like the flow of blood, the entire space became rippled and agitated.

The surrounding space was almost like a sea of blood, and with the flow of sword light, it was as if one saw an era of bloodshed, which would come soon.

Another smell of blood came, and the blood sword barely hesitated, directly devouring the smell that floated in.

Even this time, as if he was a little dissatisfied, he turned his body humanely, as if to ask why there was so little, such a feeling of not being able to eat at all.

But the blood sword didn't seem to be able to break through this space, so it could only wait dryly where the smell of blood wafted from, and in front of the sword, a slightly bloody passage against the backdrop of the blood-colored space snaked away.

As if being pulled, Yang Ning's feet, which had not moved for a long time, finally moved at this moment.

The green shirt on the surface of the body has long been washed by the sword intent, turning into strips and belts, and even along the broken silk strands, you can faintly see the impregnation of blood.

Yang Ning's physical body is covered with blood at the moment, and he can't see any changes, but he can vaguely feel that Yang Ning's physical body has made a major breakthrough at this moment.

"Perhaps, it's time to find a set of exercises for your physical body...... "When you reach the mountain building realm, it will be a new journey, but Yang Ning knows that if you want to take revenge, such efforts are not enough, at least, you have to raise your physical body.

I have only seen one of the hole cards of the Heavenly Dao Sect, and if Yang Ning wants to take revenge in the future, he must at least count the artifact of the Heavenly Dao Sect.

"Heavenly Dao Book!" At the mention of this name, Yang Ning felt a trace of fear flash in his heart.

For many years in the Xiongzhen Continent, no one has ever dared to despise the rumors of the Heavenly Dao Book, and this is also an important basis for the reason why the Heavenly Dao Sect is the number one force in the mainland.

"Heavenly Dao Book, plus Tianque Sword ......" Yang Ning didn't dare to imagine how much pressure he would face in the future, but Yang Ning would not give up, how could he give up with such a deep hatred.

"It's not enough!" Yang Ning suddenly became angry in his heart, and the speed under his feet accelerated, constantly moving towards the depths of the sword mound.

The deeper he went, the more terrifying the sword intent became, but Yang Ning was not afraid.

Because there is a great mountain pressing down on my heart, and there is nothing more terrifying and desperate than that mountain.

"Give me a refinement!"

Yang Ning's body began to burn like a flame.

This is an all-out outburst, tempering the body with the fire of the soul, using the flush of sword intent to continuously strengthen one's own body.

Yang Ning was crazy, and the seven dignified figures kept lighting up from his heart, but Yang Ning was still fearless.

"Condensation!" Yang Ning's heart instantly became extremely firm.

As long as you can't die, you will refine to death.

Only in this way can you truly become a strong person and improve your chance of revenge.

"Heavenly Dao Sect, wait for Lao Tzu, if I can't destroy you in this life, how can I be willing?" Yang Ning's eyes were blood-red, and the blue tendons on his forehead were bulging.

The meridians of the whole body were like being beaten with chicken blood, and they began to frantically absorb the sword intent.

On the surface of his body, with Ling Tianjue's operation, a layer of blood covering it gradually condensed.

Syllable!

With a dark sound, the blood scab ruptured, revealing a glimmer of lustrous skin.

Full of radiance and power.

The corners of Yang Ning's mouth showed a bleak smile.

Lift your feet and forward again.

Yang Ning finally stepped out of the path and began to walk along the winding passage towards the inside.

And the sword intent that lingered around, with Yang Ning's departure, instantly lost seventy or eighty percent of the sword intent.

One spirit sword after another, as if it had lost its spiritual support, fell from the flying dance one after another.

While! While......

The sound was crisp, and it was stuck in the stone, and a spirit sword, as if it had completed the task, was inserted into the ground.

Yang Ning didn't look back, and the blood scab on his body fell off, revealing his shiny flesh.

Yang Ning found a green shirt from the space ring, put it on, and continued to go deeper.

The sword intent is getting stronger and stronger, and at the same time it is stronger.

The body full of divinity made Yang Ning's heart happy, but it was not enough, far from enough.

Because of his own foundation, he knows it.

Yang Ning's plan was to use the sword intent of the sword mound to cause at least three tempering, and on the way to break through the mountain building realm, at least ten tempering would be completed before he could be qualified to challenge the Heavenly Dao Sect in the future.

"Perhaps, it's time to cultivate that set of body refining exercises...... "In the depths of Yang Ning's mind, he remembered a set of body refining exercises that the Heaven Splitting had taught him.

That was the guarantee why their Shangguan family was able to compete with the Heavenly Dao Sect.

"Splitting the sky, it seems that I still have to cultivate your Nine Heavens Diagram......" Yang Ning smiled bitterly, remembering that he had made a bet with Splitting Heaven, saying that his physical body was extremely solid and he didn't need it at all, but he didn't expect that he would take the initiative to cultivate the Nine Heavens Diagram today, Yang Ning smiled self-deprecatingly.

"I don't know how you are doing, do you miss my old friend......" Yang Ning's eyes were a little more affectionate, and he couldn't help but think of the beauty waiting for him in the empty valley.

"Wan'er, don't worry, I won't keep you waiting."

Yang Ning's footsteps became heavier and heavier, and he marched into the depths.

"Let the storm come harder."

Yang Ning was looking forward to it, and at the same time, he accelerated under his feet and went deeper.

Rumble!

Today's Xishu seems to be the most palpitating day in recent years.

Above the sky, there were constant roars, like thunder, but because of the white fog, ordinary people could not know what was happening above the sky.

But such a celestial phenomenon is clearly the appearance of the mountain rain coming, so countless people began to return home, only a few people seemed to vaguely feel the extraordinary sound of the voice, looking up, but did not dare to detect too much.

Because they knew that they could roar with the power that shook the entire Xishu, such a battle was not something they could meddle in at all.

What's more, with such a might, if they are rashly detected, I am afraid that only the aftermath can make them crushed.

Therefore, it is only a faint speculation, and I dare not snoop too much.

And they believe that with the Northern Xuanjian Sect sitting in Xishu, how can anyone who can't open their eyes dare to risk such a big disapproval and challenge the majesty of Xishu.

As everyone knows, the omnipotent Northern Xuan Sword Sect in their eyes has reached the point of life and death at this moment.

"Senior brother, what is in the back mountain?" Jian Wubo and Jian Wuxiu were cautious and did not dare to speak loudly.

Because of the overhead, there is constantly a terrifying force falling, in case someone looks at them unpleasantly, I am afraid that only one aftermath can kill the two of them.

"I'm the famous residence of the Northern Xuanjian Sect." Jian Wuxiu didn't hide it at the moment, this is also what his master once told him, saying that on this back mountain, there is the true heritage of the Northern Xuan Sword Sect, but what Jian Wuxiu is worried about is that the people who are fighting in the sky at this moment, why are they, have they already fought with the people in the back mountains? Jian Wuxiu guessed in his heart, but he didn't dare to jump to conclusions.

Although Jian Wubo's face recovered a little, he was already extremely weak at the moment because of the extreme injury.