The moment the sword light exploded, the two women withdrew.

This is a terrifying sword qi, the sharpness of the sword light, and it surpasses the prohibition that once opened the cave.

The two women saw a great horror in it.

Fortunately, the one hundred and eight sword lights in the forbidden area are the back hands that are intentionally retained, and the sword qi when the portal cave is opened is only the unconscious emanation of the mysterious existence inside.

Although the two women retreated in embarrassment, they did not suffer any fatal injuries.

But they knew that from this point of view, they could no longer enter that portal, and it was a gift from the law, and it was difficult for those who did not have a chance to enter this door.

The two women simply stood in front of the door and protected the Dharma for Su Mu.

And at the moment when the sword light bloomed, Su Musha shook the hateful banner and broke into it.

The silver-white chain shuttles through the void, once refined by thunder, containing heavenly might, and the lock god array is swayed, even the sword light cannot penetrate it.

But with it comes a terrifying mana drain.

As strong as Su Musha, the cultivation of the peak of the first layer of the Jiedan is only more than ten breaths, and he feels that half of the mana in his body has been consumed.

If you continue to hold on, the final outcome is likely to be that Su Mu's mana around his body is exhausted, and he finally falls in the sword light.

This is a sad scene, and before the curtain is opened, Su Musha may be here.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, Su Musha's face showed ruthlessness and withdrew the Lock God Array.

In an instant, the dantian vision in the body protects the body.

Yin and Yang Fish Diagram.

Dragons and Dragons.

The illusory vision seemed to be real and descended on Su Musha's body, and the terrifying light blocked the sword qi.

Su Musha even felt the scorching heat wave coming from all directions.

This is the power of Feng Shui, which has really turned this place into a furnace, and the inheritance of ancient power is in the center of the furnace!

After such a moment, Su Musha was sweating profusely, but fortunately, the sword light finally dissipated, even if there was a heat wave of yang energy, Su Musha could still feel the cold meaning left by the Yin Qi here.

Su Musha saw where the inheritance was.

The stone chamber is empty, and there is a portrait hanging on the wall, which has gone through the ages, but the portrait has not had the slightest sense of vicissitudes.

As if it had not been eroded by the years.

But as Su Musha moved, the wind came up in the stone room, gently brushing the scroll, and the original brand new scroll also turned into powder and dissipated.

Just a moment of watching, Su Musha felt the vastness of the avenue.

In the picture scroll, an old man in a green shirt is depicted, with his back to the sky and the bright moon, the primeval stars above his head, and the ink-colored long sword in his hand is pointed obliquely, looking from a distance, as if a sword is about to pierce the bright moon.

This is not an ordinary picture scroll, it is infused with a powerful spirit, which is eternally preserved in that moment, sealed in the picture scroll.

This is the essence of the ancient sword cultivation, and now Su Mu has an understanding, but he can't figure it out.

After pondering for a moment, Su Musha only thought that his cultivation realm was still not enough.

The scroll dissipated, and the stone wall where the scroll was originally hung turned out to be hollow.

Su Musha also found the source of the sword qi.

An inky longsword.

It's an indescribable material, like jade, and like some kind of dark iron cold soldier.

But in the end, Su Musha observed this sword for a long time, and felt more and more that this sword seemed to be made by nature, not like a monk refining it after tomorrow.

Su Musha thought of the essays recorded in "Hundred Ghost Jinglun", could it be that this is the "innate" thing mentioned in the inheritance?

But then Su Musha overturned this speculation.

The aura of this ink-colored long sword is certainly terrifying, but it is definitely not at the level of "innate", and even Su Musha guessed that it is not as good as Jiufeng's inheritance baby treasure.

At most, it's on par with the existence of Zhenlong Cave or something.

If it falls into your own hands, the power you can exert must be very limited.

Moreover, Su Musha noticed that in the entire feng shui pattern before, the Yin and Evil Qi in the Ten Dead and Lifeless Land was not dispelled by the rising Yang Qi, but was like alchemy treating heaven and earth treasures, refining all the Yin and evil Qi that had been silent for thousands of years into this ink sword.

This is a real peerless murder weapon, a big killing weapon, just a little circulating breath, which makes Su Musha's heart tremble.

And this also confirms Su Musha's speculation.

The mysterious ancient power chose this place, and really regarded the feng shui pattern as a furnace, smelting this ink sword!

Absorbing the Yin Qi of the ages, this sword may slay the ghosts and gods!

Just as he was thinking about it, a faint sound suddenly came out of the ink sword in front of him.

Before Su Musha could react, the ink sword turned into a streamer and pierced into Su Musha's eyebrows!

There was no blood flowing out, this was a sword involving the divine soul, and the ink sword rushed into the Mud Pill Palace, slashed towards Su Musha's spiritual platform, and drilled into Su Musha's divine soul.

Rumble!

Everything in front of me shattered, the mountains and rivers turned upside down, and the stars went backwards.

After the intense dizziness, a desolate world appeared in front of Su Musha's eyes.

The earth is gray, that is the color of the decay and death of the earth, the sky is black, as if the avenue has become a demon, and under the sky, there is a red blood rain falling.

What kind of scenario is this?

Suddenly the calamity descended into the world, and it seemed that the stars had returned to the origin.

Nothing was illusory, and it was even so real that Su Musha could even smell the disgusting smell of blood in the air.

In the cracks in the cracked floor, all of them were viscous plasma.

In the wilderness all around, there were creatures of heaven and earth, but their eyes were scarlet, and they roared towards Su Musha, killing them!

The mana around his body was immovable, and Su Musha only held an ink-colored long sword in his hand.

Even if he sensed that something was not right, Su Musha had no choice but to swing his ink sword and kill all the creatures that rushed over.

Flowers, birds, fish, insects, birds and animals, all no longer exist.

......

The black flying rabbit walks, the moon sets and the sun rises, and in a blink of an eye, I don't know how much time has passed.

Su Musha had seen the blood-colored moon rise, and he had seen the dim sun hanging in the sky.

At first, it was a spectacle, but as the years passed, Su Musha gradually felt tired.

The sword in his hand never stopped, as if the crimson-eyed creatures were endless.

Su Musha was just killing mechanically and numbly.

At first, Su Musha's heart changed greatly because of the long-term slaughter, and he was happy or sad at every turn, and even began to question himself, question the original intention of the slaughter, question what kind of problems he can solve by doing so, and even the last good thoughts are like a tide, and he has the idea of becoming a Buddha on the ground.

But when these complicated intentions were overcome, Su Musha began to face the killing as simple as eating and drinking.

The heart is like water, and sometimes even looking at the broken flesh and blood, looking at the fading divine soul breath, and even having the exhaustion from the soul origin.

The long killing made him look very tired when he faced the killing itself.

The blood moon hung high, and among the beasts in the distance, there seemed to be a strange roar, containing supreme heavenly might.

A terrifying existence made a move, it was a claw in the sky, but six remnants bloomed in the void.

didn't even have time to react, and Su Musha's body was cut into seven sections.

At the moment when the flesh and blood were flying, he didn't even think about the helplessness of not being able to continue living, but about the relief from this killing.

There was endless darkness in front of him, and when he saw the light again, Su Musha opened his eyes and returned to the Lonely Mountain Cave Mansion.

The ink sword was still suspended in front of him, as if he had never moved, and the long years he had experienced before seemed to be only for a moment, as if it was just his own illusion.

But immediately, there were infinite words suspended on the spiritual platform of Su Musha, like a dragon pattern wind seal, wrapping Su Musha's soul.

This is the powerful kendo inheritance of ancient times.

Killing Sword

Killing can protect the way! Killing can cross oneself! Killing can cross the world! Killing can lead to eternal life!

Those who practice the six-character rain fairy sword trick of "Thunder, Thunder, Thunder, Frost and Snow" will be punished by everyone!