The green hills are verdant, and the stone carvings are cold.

When Ning Baifeng opened his eyes, he found that he was standing on a cliff at this moment.

The rain and fog under the cliff shrouded a mountain villa, quiet and serene, and a giant sword stood in the middle of the mountain villa.

Turning around, a huge mountain cliff stone carving came into view behind him, and a fierce sword intent erupted, stirring up a storm of sword intent in the mountains.

Above the cliff, two humanoid clouds, one blue and one white, were constantly biting each other, circling and strangling.

Ning Baifeng immediately understood that this was not the real Green Willow Villa, and such a scene appeared only because his sword intent came from the sword cliff stone carving, so such a situation appeared.

Specifically, these are just manifestations of his consciousness.

In the world, everyone's consciousness manifestation is different, Dongyu may be the Spring and Autumn Abyss outside the Hanging Sword Mountain, and the strange person may be the top of the Jingguan where the corpses are all over the field, so it is not surprising that Ning Baifeng is a sword cliff stone carving that has not been dispersed for thousands of years.

What I really need to care about is the two clouds in the sky that bite each other.

Among the two clouds of blue and white, the white clouds are obviously at a disadvantage, and every time they bite and strangle each other, they will be torn off a small ball, and then swallowed by the blue clouds.

Ning Baifeng's expression froze, the scene in front of him, the white clouds and mist were undoubtedly Dong Yu's divine soul, which was being devoured and killed by strange people, if he didn't get help, it would be a matter of time before he was taken away.

Things can't be delayed, Ning Baifeng immediately prepared to help, but found that he was empty at this time, without a swimming staff, without a bamboo tube behind him, and wanted to help Dongyu in the air, unless he could fly up.

Since it is the manifestation of consciousness, Dong Yu and the strange man's divine soul can fight in the sky, and there is no reason why he can't.

Therefore, Ning Baifeng took a few steps back, then rushed forward and jumped up, preparing to launch the Pointing Heaven Style with his sword finger.

After Ning Baifeng crossed out, the whole person turned into a long sword in the blink of an eye, stabbing at the blue cloud in the air, and the fierce sword intent instantly alarmed the two clouds and mist in the sky that were biting each other.

Suddenly, a voice echoed between the cliffs, "Little cub, you dare to get involved in this kind of thing, I don't know if you are so bold or really stupid! Since you sent it to the door yourself, then after I take it, I will use you as a tonic!"

As soon as you guessed, you can see that this is a voice from the depths of the strange soul, at this time, the three of them are all manifesting their soul consciousness, and they can clearly convey their thoughts without opening their mouths, which is clearer and faster than the voice of the heart lake.

Ning Baifeng didn't reply, and stabbed straight forward.

However, the long sword flew up in the air for only a few feet, and then it crashed into an invisible wall, and it could not be advanced again.

No matter how hard Ning Baifeng tried to break through, he still stopped in front of the invisible boundary wall, and he could only watch as the cloud and mist of Dong Yu were bitten down again.

Ning Baifeng's soul was shocked in an instant, and the long sword immediately turned the blade of the sword, made a huge arc, and flew over the stone carvings of the sword cliff, and then quickly rose into the sky, vowing to pierce the dark blue cloud and mist!

The sword slammed into the invisible wall again, making a thunderous explosion.

With this impact, the entire mountain behind the sword cliff stone carving, as well as the smoky and misty mountain villa under the cliff, were distorted, like a canvas being stirred from the back, and it could be torn at any time.

The long sword that slammed into the invisible boundary wall snapped, like a firecracker during the New Year, and then exploded into a pile of debris.

Outside of consciousness, Ning Baifeng, whose forehead was close to the center of Dongyu's eyebrows, closed his eyes tightly, and his seven orifices were bleeding.

His expression was extremely miserable.

Quietly, distorted canvas

Gradually calmed down, the mountain peaks were still green, the mountain villa was still quiet, and the stone carvings remained unchanged, as if nothing had just happened.

Ning Baifeng's figure appeared on the edge of the cliff again, carved in stone.

The strange man's rampant laughter echoed throughout the sky, "It seems that you are really stupid! If you don't step into the mysterious gate, the divine soul can only be trapped in the Sea God Court, forcibly leaving the body, and will only blow up the head and destroy the body!"

Ning Baifeng's face was gloomy as he looked at the blue white cloud mist with a large and small one, and his eyes were extremely angry.

The hard impact just now had already caused his sea of consciousness to shake, if it weren't for Ning Baifeng's strong soul, he would have already injured his soul.

The invisible boundary wall in the sky, in terms of the realm, is the manifestation of the suppression of the Heavenly Dao, and from the physical body, it is the barrier of the human skull.

As the strange man said, without stepping through the mysterious gate, the divine soul can only be trapped in the Sea God Court, and forcibly doing it can only kill itself and become a lonely ghost.

The fight over the cliff continues.

After counting the breaths, Dong Yu's figure had shrunk by a circle, while the blue cloud was getting stronger and stronger.

Devouring and grabbing, the stronger the stronger, the weaker the weaker.

Dong Yu let out a painful roar, and then said in a decisive voice: "Ning Baifeng, go out! Kill me!"

As these words sounded, Ning Baifeng's soul was shocked.

Kill him?

If you want not to be taken away, you can only kill him!

"You dare!"

The strange man was extremely angry, and tried his best to get out of the cage, and he was about to be reborn, and destroying this body at this time, not only Dong Yu would die, but he would also be scattered!

Dong Yu avoided a bite, also tore off a blue cloud and swallowed it, and laughed frantically: "Don't dare? My own body, who can say that I don't dare! I just dismantle myself, and don't leave my body to you as an evil obstacle!"

Dong Yu, who has a bright and jumping personality, began to go crazy in the face of such a desperate situation.

The strange man let out a long roar of anger, this body has been his own thing, and it must not wait to be destroyed by killing and destroying.

The dark blue cloud suddenly churned, turning into a skull again, opening its mouth to bite Dong Yu.

Dong Yu did the same, and the white cloud and mist immediately contracted, forming a sword wheel surrounded by a long sword, but it was like a hat, and then flew sideways to avoid the hideous skeleton giant mouth.

Ning Baifeng looked at this scene, and his eyes lit up instantly.

When consciousness manifests, you can think what you think, and naturally you can change everything.

Although the soul cannot leave the body, the sword intent comes from the outside world, and naturally it can also come out with the mind through the body.

In mid-air, the sword wheel was caught up by the skeleton and took a hard bite.

Dong Yu's voice sounded again, and there was anxiety in his determination, "Ning Baifeng, go out and kill me! Even if you crush my bones and scatter my ashes, you will not hesitate to do so! As long as this evil obstacle is scattered, it will avenge me, and send my relics back to Hanging Sword Mountain afterwards, I Dong Yu will still smile at Jiuquan!"

The tone is heroic, revealing the intention of going to death resolutely, but it is faintly desolate.

However, Ning Baifeng didn't withdraw, just glanced down at his right hand.

In the storm of sword intent between the cliffs, wisps of light were extracted, and then converged on Ning Baifeng's right hand, instantly condensing into a seven-foot strip, and the sword intent flowed on it, like a sword, a staff and a pen.

Ning Baifeng held this strange light, glanced back at the sword cliff stone carving behind him, and then looked at the skeleton and sword wheel in the air with a solemn expression, and the tip of the light slashed down heavily

It was a painstaking copy to obtain these sword intents, but now that the sword intent is attacked, it will be written out one by one.

When the first stroke was written, the first stroke of the word turned into a translucent sword and rushed towards the dark blue skull.

This time, there was no longer an invisible boundary wall in the air.

The sword sliced at the corner of the skeleton's mouth, cutting a small cloud of blue mist.

Ning Baifeng smiled at the corner of his mouth.

The dark blue skeleton roared in horror.

Dong Yu took the opportunity to devour the small cloud of blue mist.

The sword cliff stone is engraved with a poem that is not neat, counting the 'sword towards the sky' at the beginning of the poem, the total is only sixty-four words, but if these sixty-four words are written one by one, it is a sword formed by hundreds of sword intent.

Ning Baifeng's every stroke fell extremely seriously, steady and firm, although the speed was not fast, but after each stroke fell, the next stroke followed, and one after another sword intent swords continued to write, stabbing towards the dark blue skeleton.

With the increase of sword intent and sharp swords, the skeleton was constantly cut into a cloud of blue mist, although there were not many each time, but one sword after another sword was cut, and there would always be more ants to bite the elephant.

The Blue Skull gradually shifted from chasing the sword wheel to defending the sword cut.

After another sharp sword cut off the corner of the skeleton's eyebrow bone, the strange man roared angrily and came straight towards Ning Baifeng, "Little miscellaneous, since you are looking for death, then I will eat you first!"

Ning Baifeng was not in a hurry, and another sharp sword was written out, unmoved.

A suppressed Dong Yu was constantly devouring those dark blue clouds, and even absorbed the sword intent sword that Ning Baifeng had written into the sword wheel.

It seemed that under the influence of these sword intents, the sword wheel became more and more condensed, and a long sword with a handle was delicate.

When he saw the skeleton's actions, Dong Yu sneered, "It's very good, but it's a pity that I'm not dead yet, master, where can you run!"

The words still echoed above the sword cliff, and countless long swords immediately rushed out from the sword wheel, sprinkled in all directions like a torrential rain, and then formed a spherical sword formation in the blink of an eye, firmly trapping the skeleton in it.

In the blink of an eye, the situation took a turn for the worse, no matter how the skeleton rushed left and right, it still couldn't escape the cage of the sword array, let alone Ning Baifeng's sword intent cutting.

The skeleton is constantly being cut, and the whole is gradually shrinking, and the eastern feather on the periphery is constantly waiting for an opportunity to eat.

If this continues, the weirdos will not be able to give up, but will be swallowed up.

The skeleton continued to dodge in vain, and the strange man's voice sounded again, no longer rampant before, but a little weak, "Young man, I am willing to talk about what I have learned all my life, as well as the last treasure of the Yingxian Sect to give to you, just to stop making peace, how about it?"

Ning Baifeng wrote down again, spoke for the first time, and said in a flat voice: "At this moment, why should the seniors be laughing. ”

After speaking, the pen in his hand kept falling, and the sword intent continued.

The skeleton monster roared, slamming around, and the trapped beast still fought.

Dong Yu let out a hearty laugh, and as he continued to devour the blue clouds, his spirit became more and more stable and grown, and he no longer had the decadence and death he had before.

Even after absorbing the sword intent written by Ning Baifeng, controlling the sword formation that trapped the skeleton became more and more handy. At a certain moment, Dong Yu's soul trembled, and then let out a shocking roar containing infinite joy.

At this point, on this canvas of consciousness, on the edge of the cliff behind the quiet and picturesque mountain villa, above the stone carving where the sword intent storm never stops.

The sword array is like a forest, and the sword intent is soaring to the sky, and it is like a mountain.

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