A kitchen knife may only be used in the hands of a child to turn over the soil, weed, etc., but in the hands of a special chef, it can make dishes that shine.

It is also a semi-innate magic weapon fifty strings, and the power shown in Xu Yuanxin's hand is not much greater than in Ning Shu's hand.

In particular, Xu Yuanxin has an immortal root, one law, ten thousand laws, and he can evolve the supreme law from a single sword trick.

Ning Shu pointed behind him while carving the Dao marks in the air.

"It's too cloudy, the sun. ”

The lord of the heavens and stars was whispered by Ning Shu.

At the moment when Ning Shu's words came out, Xu Yuanxin's fifty strings in his hand had already divided into two sword shadows.

A murderous aura overflowed, domineering like a clear sky and a scorching sun.

A feminine and restrained, quiet as the full moon at night.

This is a move in the "Zhongtian Ziwei Sword Technique" that Ning Shu can't perform in his current realm, but he can use it today through the hands of a dream-knowing cultivator like Xu Yuanxin, and he can comprehend it in advance.

It is equivalent to having a person who is almost a great supernatural person who is willing to perform the Fa for himself, which is a rare experience.

"The four spirits of the heavens are square. ”

"Fight, void. ”

"Beidou shines in the sky. ”

"Tianxuan, shake the light. ”

Fifty strings moved with Xu Yuanxin's wrist, and carved the veins of Zhou Tianxingchen in the void along Ning Shu's positioning, and the purple clouds originally came from Fifty Strings, and at this moment, it seemed to lead the power of the stars down from the sky.

Originally, the pattern of this holy lake was divided into three points, Ning Shu's water curtain, the golden lotus of salvation, and Xu Yuanxin's rune, when the salvation used the Elysium Image, the situation fell to his side.

But at this moment, when Xu Yuanxin was holding the fifty strings, there was only the sword qi left in the field.

The sword qi traveled through every corner, and in addition to the blood overflowing from the corners of the mouth, the robe on the body also had the sound of cloth tearing from time to time, and the skin below looked extremely miserable from the white mark at the beginning to the blood gushing later.

The sword intent penetrated the bones, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, in addition to the anger at the beginning, he was more confused at the moment.

Obviously, he still had the initiative before, but just a breath of time, he was forced by the sword qi to have no way out.

And when the purple sword was pointed at him, he was a little afraid from the bottom of his heart.

The meaning of death.

Rescue was brought to Lingshan since childhood, accompanied by the Golden Lotus Pond to practice, and even sat down in Lingshan Shizun to listen to the Tao, and finally attained the Tao.

Western religion requires the same power of faith as the gods, but the difference is that the gods accept all beliefs, while the Western religions are based on transformation and produce their own beliefs.

Now, Salvation has injected all the power of faith he has collected in Elysium into the golden lotus in his hand, forming a golden light curtain in front of him to envelop himself, blocking those sword intent like rivers.

He had no other way but to defend, and he couldn't even fight back, because the sense of oppression brought to him by the purple sword intent was too strong, and the direction of those stars locked his body.

It's like fish on the table.

Xu Yuanxin only felt that the jade void magic intent in her body had been fully utilized, and some of the power that she usually felt was extra had been transformed into the output of the magic intent, and it was clear that the obscure and incomprehensible places in her previous cultivation were also activated.

What she didn't know was that Ning Shu had read a lot of books.

In the small building of hatred, in the view of the end of the world, in the back mountain......

She didn't know that Ning Shu had a lot of combat experience.

In the Jialan Mountain, on a rainy night in Los Angeles, in the barren mountains in the north, in the Taifu Meditation Tower, in the South Curtain Village......

In a sense, Ning Shu is just the opposite of Xu Yuanxin, he knows how to do it, but there is no corresponding cultivation, while Xu Yuanxin has cultivation, but lacks practical experience.

At this time, the two reached a tacit understanding through fifty strings.

Cultivation can sometimes be a matter of two people.

Ning Shu's whispers kept ringing in Xu Yuanxin's ears, and the sword light shimmered, shining under the starry sky.

Sometimes he talks about the direction of the stars, sometimes he talks about the swordsmanship, and sometimes he talks about the use of perceiving the Dharma in heaven and earth, but the goal is very clear, that is, to crack the Elysium of the monks one by one.

Xu Yuanxin felt that this state was very good, as if there was really a teacher who was guiding her to cultivate, which was many times better than her reading a book.

The panic that began with not knowing what to do is long gone, replaced by a kind of total trust.

In fact, from the perspective of time, she and this young man named Xu Heluo have only known each other for a few days, and it is really amazing that she can quickly establish such a relationship of mutual trust.

That's how wonderful relationships people are.

Maybe people will meet countless people in their lives, experience all kinds of things, but many people have come, many people have walked, some people have carved a deep imprint, and some people have passed by with a breeze on their sleeves.

The person who lives next door may not say hello until you move, and the little girl who has only met once will become a beautiful seed buried in her heart.

Time has never been the focus of the word fate.

Xu Yuanxin was very calm at this time, the sword in his hand was getting faster and faster, and with each sword going down, the golden lotus in his hand would fall a lotus petal, and the golden light in front of him would dim a point.

"Phew"

Before the lotus leaves hit the ground, they were cut open from them.

It seems that there is an invisible hand that directly tears up the fallen lotus leaves, like the daughter's house that makes flower tea in the courtyard.

Don't look at the rescue, it doesn't seem to be too seriously injured, but every time the sword light slashes at the golden light, it is a kind of burning for him to perceive the Elysian World Dharma intent in heaven and earth.

The wound went from bleeding to spurting blood, splattering blood.

In addition to the lotus flowers shattered into the ground on the ground, there are also fragments of various magic weapons, these are all magic weapons collected from various places before the rescue, and they are all used to block Xu Yuanxin's approaching sword intent at this moment.

The robes on his body had long since become tattered flocculents, hanging messily and in a mess on his body, which would make him not an incarnation, let alone escape.

In order to avoid a deeper degree of sword intent erosion, the rescue could only retreat again and again, and one by one the thick ancient trees were knocked down by him, and then dragged a bloody mark on the ground.

He had thought it would be a close fight, and at least he shouldn't be embarrassed like this.

It was only then that the rescuer realized that all this was caused by the teenager.

He regretted that he had spoken too much before, and he hadn't made a move to get rid of the boy earlier, and now that he was being pushed farther and farther away, if he wanted to make another move, the possibility of success was not very good.

To be able to gain the trust of the Lingshan World Venerable and come to this world for a walk, he should have done something and returned with glory, but today's battle in the Holy Lake was enough to dissipate his status in the Elysium, and whether he could go back alive or not was another matter.

"This boy is not to be kept. ”

There was only one thought in his heart, which could instruct a monk who knew dreams to fight, and his use of Dharma and swordsmanship was so subtle, since he had already formed a grudge, it would definitely be a situation of endless death.

Of course, the premise is that you can escape alive from the sword.

can see the killing intent emitted by the purple sword, and it seems that he has no chance of escaping.

......

......

Ning Shu has been comprehending the jade void method used by Xu Yuanxin when he was using the sword.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes,

Because he noticed that the air around him had become a little moister.

Xu Yuanxin glanced back at him, and there was also some doubt in his eyes.

This humidity is not the humidity of a rainy day, but the dampness of the water vapor of the river.

Ning Shu was very familiar with this feeling, because he was the river god of wind and rain, and similarly, he was the only one of the three people in the field who could display such a momentum.

Can...... It's not him.

This momentum became stronger and stronger, almost dispersing the sword qi in the void.

It was precisely because of this sudden humidity that he could not relax a little, and he also noticed the changes that had taken place in the field, and looked around vigilantly.

There was a gust of wind in the woods.

Ning Shu wiped his face with his hands, and wet water droplets ran down his fingertips.

This is the river water.

Someone came out of the woods.

Looking at the middle-aged man who was walking slowly, Ning Shu and Xu Yuanxin's faces sank at the same time.

Because this person is a god of the river region, and a god who is infinitely close to the realm of returning to the void.

"Tongtian River, inspiration. "The middle-aged man reported his home.

Tongtian River and Jing River are the same source of the Kunlun Three Rivers, but compared with the Jing River, the Tongtian River is not so famous.

But this middle-aged man, who is known as the inspiration of Tongtianhe, seems mysterious.

What Ning Shu noticed was not only the aura of the gods, but also the strong demonic aura.

This is a demon clan.

He couldn't help but think of the Sky Swallowing King, and vaguely felt that there must be some connection between the two.

After thinking for a moment, he exclaimed, "You are the King of Inspiration?"

"It's the king. ”

Ning Shu's heart sank, and the secret path was really like this, he stepped forward and stood side by side with Xu Yuanxin, holding the long sword in his hand.

Because he could feel that this Inspiration King had murderous intent towards him, and he beheaded the Heaven Devouring King, this person must have already known.

The scene became more and more chaotic, and he could have saved the monks of the Western Sect under the sword, but he didn't expect to kill such a god halfway.

It's powerful.

It has the meaning of praying mantis catching cicadas and yellow finches behind.

I just don't know if this yellow finch wants to eat the cicada, or the praying mantis, or if it has a big appetite and wants to take it all.

Ning Shu didn't think it would be the first two possibilities, and he didn't want to be the praying mantis waiting to die.

The scene was quiet, and after the identity of the middle-aged man was revealed, no one wanted to talk more to divert attention.

Inspiration looked at Ning Shu and smiled and said, "You are also a god, the power of faith is very pure and interesting." ”

Then he looked at Xu Yuanxin again, nodded and continued: "The sword is good, and the person is even better." ”

His cultivation is higher than that of the monks to save the disaster, and it is a little higher than Xu Yuanxin at this time, plus this is a holy lake that communicates with the Jinghe River Wind and Rain, which is equivalent to half of his home field for the water gods.

He is the only one who is qualified to speak so leisurely.