A young boy was overlapped with a young man in a green robe, a young figure who had just turned six, his young face was bloodless, revealing a sickly paleness, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and his breathing was heavy and rapid.

The young child held a wooden sword in his weak hands and swung it vigorously, then withdrew the sword and continued to swing it again.

"Daddy, you said that concentrating your willpower on one thing can relieve the pain, but I've swung it more than a thousand times, and it still hurts all over my body. The little boy's voice was immature, slightly hoarse, and he looked at the young man sitting on the stone bench not far away, his eyes clear.

"Concentrate on one thing and have no distractions. The man's back was not majestic, but it was full of warmth, and he said in a gentle tone: "Don't count how many strokes you have swung, a thousand, ten thousand, one hundred thousand, one million strokes must be treated with the normal heart when the first stroke is made." You just have to remember how to swing it out and then how to take it back, and don't think about the rest. When there is only one wave and one harvest in your heart, there will be no distractions in your heart, and the physical pain will naturally be relieved. The warm man sighed slightly, and his figure blended into the sunlight and gradually blurred.

A simple and unpretentious sword pierced through the layers of rain curtains, and then the young man in a green robe withdrew the sword scabbard like a cloud, and stood in the storm and quietly watched the torture concubine standing above the sea of clouds.

There was silence between heaven and earth, only the rustling of rain, dull and complicated.

There is no amazing sword overflow, there is no arrogant momentum to guide the country, only one person holds a sword standing on this vast land, the young man in the green robe holding the sword and the sword seem to have been integrated, as stable as Mount Tai.

The whole world is silent at this moment, and only the rain curtain that blocks the ten thousand mountains remains.

The girl in the sea of knowledge held her breath, her eyes shining with brilliance, and she was full of hope for life.

Xing Ji above the clouds was shocked beyond measure, rolling thunder, wind, and rainstorm were all gone in her eyes, only one person and one sword.

In the next moment, the imposing red light film completely collapsed, turning into dust and dissipating between heaven and earth. The pride of the torture Ji trapped the enemy, for the first time in front of the casting realm, returned in vain.

Xing Ji lost her mind in an instant, and at the moment when the red light film was broken, she just looked at it stupidly, and a brief blank appeared in her mind.

She had thought that the burial might last longer than the other monks, but the given result was unlikely to change anything at all.

She had never thought that the torture could be broken, or if it would be broken by a monk in the middle of the Casting Realm.

Even if she is gifted and her strength far exceeds that of a monk of the same level, she also asked herself that she would not be able to break the skill of trapping the enemy at this level during the Casting Realm.

But he simply handed out a sword, and the torture disappeared like papier-mâché, which completely subverted her decades-long perception of cultivation.

She has trapped a lot of monks with torture, and there are no less than ten of them who have completed the formation realm, even if they are pure cultivation, even if they do their best, there is no precedent for breaking the torture.

The power of her sword was infinitely close...... Kailing!Monster!He's a monster!Torture Ji's eyes showed caution for the first time, and there was a hint of jealousy in them that even she didn't realize.

Ji Sha's momentum has climbed to a new height after handing out this sword, but at this moment, his heart is not easy, the gap between the Casting Realm and the Enlightened Spirit Realm is too big, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as the difference between cloud and mud, he has already determined that the purpose of Ji Ji is to capture him and not kill him on the spot.

This trick used by Xing Ji is completely a means to trap the enemy alive, and the brutality and domineering of this method can be seen, covering a wide range, with the effect of absorbing spiritual power, and also has the ability to continuously regenerate.

Such a powerful method of trapping the enemy was probably unique among the monks he had encountered, and this had already revealed the strength of the Enlightenment Realm.

And this is just a trapping enemy magic that Xing Ji casually casts, without any magic weapon assistance, no urging the spirit body, and no soul melting method.

A move of punishment has made him vaguely feel the insurmountable gap between himself and the monk of the Spirit Realm, the sword handed out before is already a blow that he exhausted his mental strength, if it is not for the instant increase of the sword intent of the Blessed Soul, it is really unknown whether it can exert such a powerful power, and this sword cannot be copied, if you want to use it again, if there are many factors such as the right time, place and people, it is still difficult in terms of the current realm.

But at the moment of a strong enemy, no matter how strong the momentum is, it can't be weakened, Ji Shafu knew in his heart that if Xing Ji just used a spirit body technique or other offensive techniques, he might not be able to be unharmed, he cheered up his spirit, while observing Xing Ji's movements, while continuing to rack his brains to think about how to deal with the enemy.

Xing Ji in the sky finally came out of the shocked mood, and his depressed thoughts calmed down a lot, there is no shortage of pride in this world, they can certainly be famous after they grow up, and even become the mainstay of the two factions of good and evil.

But this is only grown, in fact, most of the Tianjiao was strangled when their wings were not hardened.

No matter how strong your sword intent is, no matter how much room for growth you have in the future, at this moment, it is just a casting realm. The casting realm cannot defeat the iron law of the Enlightened Spirit Realm, and it has not been broken so far.

Whether it is the power of the spirit body of the Spirit Realm or the power of the Spirit Pattern, for the cultivators of the Casting Realm, it is like a mighty heaven, and if you want to fight against it, it is undoubtedly a moth to the fire and an egg to hit the stone.

The red snake shadow slowly fell in the clouds, and the overwhelming red rays shrouded a radius of several miles, and a spiritual pressure that opened the spirit realm suddenly erupted, covering all the places where the red rays were.

The red snake head like a substance stared directly at Ji Sha's burial, as if staring at the food that he had locked, and a strong sense of oppression rushed towards Ji Sha's burial in all directions.

In order to crush Ji Ji's will to bury, the spiritual pressure has climbed to a very high level, and most of the ordinary mid-stage monks in the middle of the casting body are collapsed on the ground under this oppression, and faint in an instant, even if they are late-stage monks in the casting realm, it is estimated that they are like being crushed by a huge force, and it is difficult to even straighten up.

Even if he reached the Great Perfection cultivation of the Casting Realm, he was subjected to such a powerful oppression, his legs would still tremble involuntarily, and his whole body would seem to be pressed by something that weighed a thousand pounds. Among them, there are many strong-willed people, who will still be oppressed and struggling, and it is rare to be able to move away from the symbolic confrontation for a moment.

Xing Ji urged the spirit body to continuously release the spiritual pressure, wanting to enjoy the scene of Ji Sha's funeral and difficult confrontation, but the blue-robed man below did not struggle as she expected, and his expression was unwilling. I didn't see him ignite a fighting spirit to fight against the strong pressure, he still had a flat and indifferent expression, as if the powerful oppression he had created had not affected him in the slightest.

Xing Ji naturally didn't know what a terrifying thing existed in the sea of Ji Sha's burial, the huge mountain range hanging upside down in the mist, the endless unknown entrenched in the sky above the mist, just the sense of oppression emanating from the unconscious was far beyond the full oppression of the Enlightened Spirit Realm.

Ji Shafu had already adapted to the pressure in the sea of consciousness, and his spiritual power had already far surpassed that of monks of the same level, and was even much stronger than many cultivators of the Spirit Realm.

As a result, the sense of oppression released by the torture Ji was as terrifying as heavenly power to the other Casting Realm cultivators, but for Ji Sha's funeral, this deterrent was actually a breeze blowing on his face, and it was really not worth mentioning.

Xing Ji was puzzled, and for the first time, he was not confident that he could capture Ji Shafu.

Strange, it's too strange, breaking the punishment can be attributed to the other party's sword intent and tricky striking methods that far surpass those of the same level. But what's the matter of not being oppressed by the spiritual pressure of the Enlightened Spirit Realm at all?

She didn't understand at all, in her cognition, there was no situation where the Casting Realm could ignore the spiritual pressure of the Spirit Realm, this kid had too many secrets hidden, and if she continued to consume it like this, she didn't know what variables would appear, and she had to solve it quickly.

"That Enlightening Realm aura is already within hundreds of miles of us, my perception is clearer, it is a relict of a bird's desolate species, probably cultivated between the middle and late stages of the Enlightening Realm, it seems that it is really here to find you. The girl's voice came from the sea of knowledge: "Do you know this desolate relic? It won't come to arrest you again, will you?"

Ji Shafu heard what the girl said, and her heart was a lot, originally she was going to let the girl use the illusion technique to fight the torture Ji and then desperately use the forbidden technique to escape, but now it seems that there is no need to do this, just delay until that guy arrives.

A very unreliable creature appeared in Ji Sha's brain, a yellow and white feather is not ugly, but it can't look good with the bright red beak, it pulls a broken gong all day long, and loves to brag.

"Little Ji Ji, look at the feathers of the master, how beautiful they are, they are not bad compared to the phoenix. Ye told you, in fact, the identity of the master is much more noble than the phoenix, and she is a little sister in front of the master. ”

"A man like Ye has one of the best minds among the desolate beasts...... No, no, no, as long as you dare to say that you are the second, you will not dare to say that you are the first. ”

"Hey, little Ji Ji, don't go! Listen to the master finish speaking, the master will be panicked halfway through speaking, the tea is not fragrant, the old is uncomfortable, or your mother Yaoyao is good, every time I will happily listen to the master finish speaking, you can't, far worse than Yaoyao, no politeness, the master is your elder! How can you be rude to the elders, cough cough, you are still leaving!"

Ji Shafu doesn't know how to describe this living treasure, but although the fat relict bird is very unreliable, but the cultivation and combat power are able to stabilize the torture Ji, how to come out of the moth, forcing the torture Ji should not be a problem, right?

But what the girl can perceive, Xing Ji must have already noticed, she is not stupid, although she is not yet able to tell whether the Fat Relic Bird is looking for me.

But as long as there is such an uncertain factor, most of them will arouse her vigilance, and then she should no longer focus on temptation, most likely she will show her true strength and even use the power of the spirit body to capture me, at this moment my crisis is not only not resolved, but even more difficult to ride.

In any case, it must be insisted until the moment when the fat relict bird arrives, Ji Xuan held his breath and condensed, his eyes were boiling with war, and he closely observed Ji Ji's every move, looking for a way to deal with the enemy.