Chapter 9 It was a gas

As soon as the silver light showed the chaos in the sky, it turned into a hundred thousand swords!

A bright rainbow swept by, like a meteor piercing the sky, with endless fierce momentum, swaying and fainting, making the heavens and the earth resonate, making the universe tremble and suppress.

Han Xuanming held the silver spirit in his hand, like a demon king shocking the world, blooming with immeasurable demonic power, attacking in the direction of the strange old man.

The strange old man stood still, his eyes sharp, looking at the attacker, one hand behind him, the other hand holding the blood slaughter, dancing in the air.

A sword rose horizontally, turning into a blood-red beam more than ten meters long, like stirring a big river, shooting towards the direction of Han Xuanming's attack, shattering the sky and the earth.

The blood light was sharp, filled with a large area of tragic blood mist, and the bloody aura was amazing, terrifying, and terrifying.

"Dang!"

The two Heavenly Tribulation Swords collided, as if two mountains collided in the air, and immediately released endless energy, rushing in all directions like a mountain torrent.

Han Xuanming's body was in mid-air, and he suddenly felt the wind whistling in his ears, like being cut by a steel knife.

He spun in the air, stretched his body, kicked his toes against the void, and went straight to the sky, getting higher and higher. After rising to the highest point, Han Xuanming spun again and fell downward.

The silver spirit pushed down, and with a "brush" sound, around Han Xuanming, the silver light unfolded, and hundreds of heavenly swords came out. The silver light is shining, the brilliance is blazing, swaying with a terrifying brilliance, illuminating the sky.

"Go!"

With a light reprimand, Han Xuanming's body, hundreds of heavenly swords, all of them were cold, and the tips of the swords were cold, releasing the invincible coldness that crushed the void and went down through the air.

"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!......

It was as if a rainstorm had fallen, and the sword fell for hundreds of days, directly submerging the place where the strange old man was. In an instant, the earth began to tremble, and a majestic power surged, which was really shocking.

The ground was undulating, and patches of sand and dust were rising like a tsunami, obscuring all view.

Han Xuanming fell into the sky like a meteorite, formed a free fall, and landed from the highest point. The tip of the silver spirit's sword flashed, a little cold star, it seemed to be the only starlight point in this world, brilliant and dazzling.

Under the dust, the strange old man's eyes were bright, and although he didn't move, he had already exercised enough strength. The blood was terrifying, and he suddenly lifted up and rushed towards Han Xuanming.

"Ding!"

With a roar, the two Heavenly Tribulation Swords touched each other again, sword tip to sword tip. Suddenly, the majestic power was emanated, like ripples, and this place was the center, swinging in all directions.

The momentum is vast and terrifying, like a galaxy rushing, scattering and agitating, destroying mountains and forests, shaking the earth, as if the end is approaching.

After the collision, Han Xuanming rolled out, flew into the sky, spun in mid-air, and attacked again.

"Alright, let's stop!"

When Han Xuanming attacked, the strange old man suddenly stopped Han Xuanming's next offensive.

Such a sudden change was a little unexpected, Han Xuanming stopped suddenly, slapped his palm suddenly, stopped his body, and fell to the ground, a little unstable.

With a "snort", there was a burst of wolf smoke, and Han Xuanming stopped embarrassedly. Then, he walked in the direction of the strange old man and asked, "Master, why is it over so early today?"

"I've been cultivating for more than a month today, and it's almost time to teach you. The strange old man said, "Today, the teacher will come to talk to you about the ability of the Heavenly Sword Robbery." ”

"The ability of the Heavenly Tribulation Sword?" Han Xuanming was full of questions, his face confused.

The strange old man said: "The magic of the Heavenly Tribulation Sword is not only in the sword itself, but also in the magical ability it can bring to the sword master. ”

"For Blood Slaughter, you should also imagine that Blood Slaughter has the ability to suck blood, and of course, it also has the ability to chase souls. ”

Han Xuanming nodded and said, "I understand, with this ability, every Heavenly Tribulation Sword is different. Such a power, no matter what it is, no matter who it is, is unimaginable, and it is a power that can only be dreamed of. ”

"But what you don't know is ......," the strange old man said after a pause, "the power of the sword can be extended to people's bodies. ”

"Extended to people?" Han Xuanming was surprised.

The strange old man continued to explain: "Yes, when the Heavenly Tribulation Sword becomes one with you, its ability can be copied to you, and what was originally done by the sword can be directly done by people, but the power will be reduced accordingly. ”

"What do you say?" asked Han Xuanming.

The strange old man replied: "For example, the blood slaughter, originally, its power must be contaminated with the blood of the other party before it can be used, and it is dominated by the sword. ”

"However, after the Bloodslaughter takes root in you, you have the power of the Bloodslaughter, and you can use a certain amount of curse magic, or you can use yourself to rob others of a certain amount of power. ”

The strange old man paused, frowned, looked into Han Xuanming's eyes, and said, "What I still want to warn you is that the power of blood slaughter is too evil, and you must not act unless you have to!"

"I am telling you this today, not to make you look forward to it, but to cut off your thoughts in advance. The light in the strange old man's eyes suddenly sharpened, and a sharp beam of light shot out, making Han Xuanming tremble.

Immediately, the strange old man asked sharply, "Did you remember what I said?"

"Remember!" Han Xuanming nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

As if relieved, the strange old man's cold expression disappeared, and the atmosphere at the scene became a lot more relaxed. He immediately said, "However, although the power of the blood slaughter is not easy to use at will, you can still use the power of the silver spirit." ”

"Silver Spirit's ability?" Han Xuanming was confused, "What is its ability?"

The strange old man said: "Similar to the ability of the sword, the ability that the silver spirit can bring to you is also split. ”

"This ability, after that, you can try it. Although I haven't used it as a teacher, according to my guess, this silver spirit should be able to help you split nine times and divide into nine people. ”

"Really?!" Han Xuanming was a little excited, his eyes lit up.

Han Xuanming didn't know this kind of ability before, and the words of the strange old man were like an unexpected joy for him, giving him a feeling of being a treasure.

"Not bad. ”

The strange old man nodded and affirmed: "However, with your current strength, in the Qingxiao Realm, you can only be divided into two at most, and when you reach the Bixiao Realm, you can be divided into three people, and so on." ”

"It's already good to be divided into two people, and when I fight with someone of similar strength, two mes suddenly appear, wouldn't that combat power be superimposed!" Han Xuanming said, already thinking far ahead.

At this time, the strange old man shook his head and did not affirm Han Xuanming's statement.

Seeing that the old man shook his head for a while, Han Xuanming felt strange and asked, "What, master, am I not right?"

The strange old man spoke: "The energy split by the silver spirit cannot be superimposed, but it only divides the power on your body into several equal parts, but the total amount remains the same. ”

He went on to explain: "That is, although the number of people has increased, the strength of each individual has decreased. ”

Hearing this, Han Xuanming looked a little depressed, lost the joy he had at the beginning, and sighed: "Since this is the case, what is the use of the split brought by the silver spirit?"

"One-ninth of infinity, still infinite!" said the strange old man.

"Yes, why didn't I think of it!" Han Xuanming's eyes flashed with light, and he felt like he had suddenly realized.

If the strength is not strong, whether it is points or additions, it is not strong. But if for the masters, the difference is very big, even if the strength remains the same, if it can be split, then the increase in strength will be explosive.

"I'll tell you about the limits of the Silver Spirit's power......"

Blame the old man's words, and immediately made Han Xuanming's heart hang in his throat. For him now, the restrictions of the silver spirit are already very large, why, are there any other restrictions?

The strange old man continued at Han Xuanming: "Silver Spirit's clones, each one is real, and it is yourself, so if you encounter a crisis, as long as one of the several clones can escape, then you are alive." ”

Hearing this, Han Xuanming was first overjoyed, and then asked, "Is this ...... Is it a limit?"

The strange old man nodded and affirmed: "Naturally, although it can be used to escape for your life, if during the battle, a clone is injured, and the body is naturally injured." ”

Han Xuanming didn't agree with the strange old man's words: "But if it's a doppelganger injury, doesn't it mean that the damage is divided into several parts, and when the body is united, the total damage is a lot less." ”

"Yes and no. The strange old man said, "Doppelgangers, generally speaking, are absolutely weaker than the main body, so they are more likely to be injured and even die. ”

"Once the doppelganger dies, the damage caused to you will be immeasurable, and it may even directly cause your realm to fall. ”

However, for this disadvantage of the doppelganger, it is not unavoidable. At this point, the strange old man did not say any more.

Han Xuanming hurriedly asked, "How to avoid it?" Master, you said it!"

"At least for now, it can't be avoided. The strange old man said.

"So what?"

"Among the Heavenly Tribulation Sword, there is a real Transfiguration Sword, which is called the Sword of the Mirror Flower Water Moon, called the Water Moon. The strange old man said, and walked a few steps, his brow furrowed deeply.

"This water moon, hidden in the Valley of Hundred Flowers, has the ability to create illusions, the ability is so strong that it can even create an entire world, and this sword has the power to control people's hearts. ”

The strange old man groaned: "To get this sword, you need to break the illusion first, it is very difficult!"

"Valley of Hundred Flowers?" Han Xuanming muttered.

At this moment, he had even ignored the Heavenly Tribulation Sword Shuiyue mentioned by the strange old man, but was thinking about the Hundred Flowers Valley, a long time ago, he wanted to go to the Hundred Flowers Valley.

In the Valley of Hundred Flowers, there is undoubtedly a good place for the growth of exotic flowers and plants, and Han Xuanming is still looking forward to finding an elixir there that can cure the poison in the master.

In the Valley of Hundred Flowers, there may be a matter of the Heavenly Tribulation Sword, Han Xuanming knew about it a long time ago, and now the news makes him even more sure. Now, Han Xuanming is looking forward to his trip to the Valley of Hundred Flowers more and more.

Beside Han Xuanming, the strange old man said again: "If you can combine the abilities of Yinling and Shuiyue in one place, you can let your clone transform at any time, true is false, false is true." ”

"However, the matter of Shuiyue, don't be in a hurry for the time being, what I want to talk about today for the teacher is the great secret of the Heavenly Tribulation Sword!"

"Great Secretary?!" Han Xuanming was surprised again.

"Do you know what the Heavenly Tribulation Sword is?" the strange old man asked.

"Heavenly Tribulation Sword, isn't it the Heavenly Tribulation Sword, it's a divine sword, but it's just a sword, right?" The strange old man's words made Han Xuanming puzzled and couldn't answer.

At this time, I only heard the strange old man say: "There is a catastrophe in the sky, and it is turned into a sword, it is a sword for the catastrophe!"