"Flying Sword!"

The master exclaimed in his heart, his pupils contracted, and his eyes swept over with fear.

In this world, there are also flying swords, and the flying sword is actually a martial arts that can't go down and turns to another way, with the help of some ways of cultivators, between martial arts and spells, with the advantages of both, it can be regarded as the first killing.

However, in this world, the flying sword has just started, and it also has many drawbacks, although it is the first to kill, and the explosive power is extremely strong, however, the staying power is insufficient, and the front three-plate axe is extremely powerful, as long as it tops the three-plate axe, the back will wilt.

The flying sword pierced into the talisman that the master had laid out.

Suddenly, there was a sound in the void, like a chaotic string of electricity, and the formless and colorless talisman qi also showed its shape, flickering with light.

Unstoppable!

After entering the range of Gang Qi, although the speed of the flying sword slowed down, it was still flying forward, and the speed was not particularly slow, but it was also visible to the naked eye.

Enough is enough!

"Humph!"

The master snorted coldly.

The long sword suspended in the void jumped up, like a nimble fish, from the bottom to the top, obliquely, and accurately slashed the flying sword.

"Ding!"

There was a crunch.

Suning's peace of mind shook dramatically.

The divine consciousness contained in the flying sword was damaged, at least one-third of it was dispersed, and in the sea of consciousness, a crow chirped faintly, which was the painful cry of the crow's injury, and this sound also made Su Ningan painful.

He couldn't help but take a half step back.

At the same time, the master's sword also changed color.

The original turquoise was like a pool of autumn water, dazzling, but at this time, the brilliance faded, revealing a gray sword body, with cracks like spider webs.

Lose both!

No!

Suningan still has spare strength.

Well, what he still has is an incomparably strong will.

All kinds of unhappiness in the past life, all kinds of unspeakable grievances, dissatisfaction and anger in the world, the struggle to survive in this life, and all kinds of injustices suffered...... All emotions are condensed.

Just two words!

Defy!

If you don't accept it, just do it!

Out of the sword!

Even if the head seems to have an iron drill penetrated and stirred vigorously a few times, the whole person wants to die, Su Ning'an's divine sense is still tied to the flying sword, the sword is forward, and the flying sword does not fall even if it is shaky, and it is still moving forward.

The master sighed.

This time, he didn't resist hard and chose to retreat.

The whole person rose into the air like a big bird, and flew upside down the dirt slope, avoiding the edge of the flying sword.

He comforted himself in his heart.

The big husband can bend and stretch, take a step back and open the sky, as long as he avoids the enemy's edge, and then attack when the opponent is weak, this is the art of war.

This is the optimal solution.

Unfortunately, sometimes the optimal solution is not the optimal solution.

Sweating profusely, his eyes were in a trance.

His divine sense was almost broken, Su Ningan reluctantly withdrew the flying sword, and the next moment, he chose to fall asleep and escape into the dream space.

What's going on?

For Suningan, this is actually an adventure.

What if, in this world, it is your true body?

Once you fall asleep, your body will remain in this world, and you will fall asleep, and you will be a sword, and I will be a fish and meat, and I will be slaughtered by others.

However, there is a good chance that your current self is not who you really are.

In other words, he did not enter the second layer of the spirit world with his real body, but something similar to the projection of the divine soul, although this body looks exactly like himself, but it is very likely to be an illusion of the naked eye, and the owner of this body is actually someone else.

The world in front of you is actually an illusion that is extremely real.

If the time fragment of a thousand years ago is still real, then what kind of power will the mastermind behind the construction of this world's existence have, and what can Suningan do now in the face of such an incredible existence?

So, he chose to fall asleep.

Escape back into the system space.

In the real world, Suningan always falls asleep instantly, and as long as the thoughts are together, he will fall asleep.

In this world, he can't dream instantly.

Thinking together, but there is a noise, just like in my previous life, when I was next to my father in my childhood, I watched him tune the radio with a little problem, and I always heard the sound of sneering electricity, and finally tuned to a channel, listening to stand-up comedy, but there was another station's singing voice to come as a guest.

In short, a lot of distractions.

It's like drowning.

He tried to float hard, but an invisible hand grabbed his ankle from below, preventing him from coming to the surface.

Suningan knew that this was some kind of invisible force fighting against the system.

He was pulled into this world, and he fell into the rules, and if he wanted to leave, he had to follow the unknown rules, like solving a problem, and he had to complete the answer before he could be allowed to leave.

Now, if he wants to force him out, he will go against the rules.

Public toilets?

Come when you want, go when you want?

Naturally, the power of rules will take action, as if tug-of-war, Suningan is the long rope, one end of the rope is the system, and the other end is an unknown existence.

It's a contest.

Suningan knows very well that the key lies in himself.

Although, I don't know what the situation of the others is, but since the system can bring the woman in red Wanjun in and allow Suningan to maintain his original strength, it proves that he can avoid the restrictions of the rules.

Now, the reason why I can't fall asleep instantly.

It's nothing more than that Suning'an's own condition is not good and he has been affected by unknown forces.

Taking a deep breath, Su Ning'an calmed down, emptied his brain, and let those buzzing murmurs echo in the sea of knowledge, he did not fight against it, but let the other party be impregnated, and the results proved that he was right in doing so.

The more you fight against those murmurs, the easier it is to be influenced by them.

But whoever cares, therefore does not go.

Returning to the dream space, Suningan summoned the panel as soon as possible, turned on the monitor, and observed the situation outside.

Sure enough, he didn't guess wrong.

It's no longer a bloody ancient battlefield outside.

What jumped into view was a black wall, close enough to his face.

What's the situation?

For a short period of time, there seems to be no danger.

Su Ningan looked at the panel, and the personal data on it had changed again.

"Name, Suning'an

Profession, martial arts cultivator, embroidered clothes and guards small flags

Condition –

The existence of the Red Emperor is in the concern (blessing and misfortune...... ）

In the spiritual realm, the aura is impregnated (blessings and misfortunes...... ）

Realm, refining the body of the three realms of the great consummation

Skills –

The Great Day Golden Crow Forging Technique, Refining the Body is Complete, 100/100

The geese fell silently and chopped the snow song, complete

Ichishindo, Mastery, 68/100

Sacrifice to God to descend into the world, Dacheng, 55/100

Low-level flying swordsmanship, proficient, 6/100

……”

The low-level flying sword technique jumped into the threshold of mastery.

In the second layer of the spirit realm, Su Ning'an fought with that innate master, and was forced out of his potential, which enhanced the strength of his divine sense, and the flying sword technique suddenly skyrocketed, which was even stronger than the effect of a hundred days of warmth.

Then, Suningan opened his eyes.

He was lying on the dirt floor, covered with black ash, curled up in the corner, his face facing the wall, the wall was a city wall, and the black wall bricks were stacked together in front of his eyes, and he looked up, as if he could not see the edge.

Suningan stood up and took a few steps back.

In this way, I can see the whole picture of the city wall clearly, in fact, this city wall is not very high, it seems very high just now, but it is a matter of the angle of sight.

Is this in the city?

Su Ningan looked back, the continuous houses, the empty long street, the black ash flying in the wind, and the white ash was mixed in between.

Before he knew it, he had entered the city.

This is the first level of the spiritual realm.

What happened when you were contaminated with white ash and pulled into the second layer?

I was wandering outside the city, how did I get into the city?

What is that?

Su Ningan raised his head and frowned slightly.

At the other end of the long street, there was a large tree with a thick trunk and a verdant crown, and the wind blew from there, bringing a burst of fragrance.

Inhale into the nostrils, incomparably rich.

The aroma is not only refreshing, but also very beneficial, Su Ningan can feel that his divine consciousness is slowly increasing, and so is the qi and blood in his body, and he can't help but boil and increase a few points.

He looked away and looked to the side.

It turned out that, unconsciously, he strode in the direction of the big tree, and walked dozens of steps along the long street.

Something is wrong?

"Xiao Ning'an, this is aura!"

On the wall of the courtyard next to it, there was a person squatting.

With thick eyebrows and a beard, and a cyan robe, it is Xue Mingyuan, who looks like Yan Chixia.

"In a few years, when you finish refining your body and enter the enlightenment realm, you will know the wonder of this aura, and at this stage, you can only be confused by it."

With that, he jumped off.

"Xiao Ning'an, I'm very relieved that you're still alive!"

Suningan smiled.

"Bearded, I'm glad you're still alive!"

"Hahaha......"

Xue Mingyuan stroked his beard and laughed.

"Xiao Ning'an, you can still joke, it's good, it's good, it's so good, how good is this, the young man should be high-spirited, do whatever he wants, there is no need to be like a little old man, he has a sad face every day, and he gets tired of looking at it."

Su Ningan squinted his eyes and continued to smile.

"yes!"

"Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon!"

"Huh?"

Xue Mingyuan was stunned, picked up the wine gourd hanging from his waist, raised it, and drank it in a big gulp, his beard was full of wine.

"It's good, it's good, it's worth floating a big white ......"

Then, he threw out the gourd that he had drunk.

The wine gourd accurately hit a figure who had just turned out of the alley a few feet away, and the man groaned and fell to the ground.

"Boy, come here!"

Xue Mingyuan shouted.

The man got up from the ground and came trembling.

Yo, it turned out to be an old acquaintance.

That guy is none other than Wang Tianlin.

What fucking bad luck!

Seeing Su Ning'an, Wang Tianlin was full of slander in his heart, as soon as he came in, he passed out, just woke up, found that he was in a strange empty city, got up in a little panic, and then bumped into Suningan.

What if the other party still holds a grudge?

Kill yourself here, God doesn't know it!

Fortunately, there is another person next to him, who is an elder of the Daomen, Immeasurable Tianzun, it seems that this life has been saved.

He came to Xue Mingyuan and bowed.

"Hello, senior!"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Suddenly, Xue Mingyuan's complexion changed greatly, his eyes narrowed, and he stared ahead with a solemn expression.