Among the Lotus Secret Realm Divine Sword, ten thousand swords are vertical and horizontal, roaring endlessly.

Outside the statue, a long sword several zhang in size stood proudly, and the light on it spread out, reflecting a hundred zhang away.

Inside the big sword, the whistling sound is endless, or like a drizzle, or like a heavy rain, or a thunderstorm, and more is a cold killing aura that runs through the heavens and the earth.

In this world constructed by tens of thousands of sword qi, sword souls, and sword intent, a resolute-faced infant horror was gradually able to walk freely after the initial embarrassment.

Its almost toddler state makes people laugh, and the color of jumping out of panic makes people laugh out loud.

However, at this moment, the baby's small mouth was muttering and indignant.

He is Sima Yuan's natal true baby.

Sima Yuan's real baby is only more than two feet old, his skin is greasy and lubricated, white and red, and he is cute and cute.

His small face is like Sima Yuan's childhood.

But seeing the real baby's little hand waving at this time, the magic trick in his mouth popped out from time to time, turning into an edict and rushing to the four directions.

The magic has a spirit, entwined with sword light, and the charm has a god, and the light is terrifying.

The sword qi of the four directions was extremely cunning and treacherous, directly bypassing the unfamiliar and obscure magic tricks and talismans, and came in twists and turns, as if turning over many mountains and coming to Sima Yuan's true baby.

In an instant, under his exclamation, only a popping sound was heard, Sima Yuan snorted in his mouth, and a sword mark was immediately slashed on the baby's body.

The sword marks were no bigger than an inch, but the sword qi soaked into the deepest part of the body, as if a cold air was pouring in, which made Sima Yuan grin.

He exhaled the cold air in his mouth rapidly, and his little hands kept patting his chest, abdomen, shoulders and limbs between the flights, and his fingertips seemed to have the power of suction, as if pulling out a needle and pumping out the sword intent as thin as a gossamer.

Immediately, the two little hands rubbed together, and the sword intent was immediately kneaded, and the sword light was sheng.

The ball of light was immediately thrown away by Sima Yuan and was never seen again.

However, such an action was like drinking a dove to quench its thirst, and before it could breathe a sigh of relief, the surrounding sword qi would swarm like a wolf and a tiger, drowning it in an instant.

After a while, but after the tea kung fu, Sima Yuanzhenying, who was like a thorny baby, roared, his limbs were excited, and the sword qi was scattered in all directions.

Looking at his demeanor again, it seems to be full of holes and bruises all over his body.

The expression on his face was even more full of pain and helplessness, and seeing that the sword qi around him was chasing after him persistently again, he shouted back, "Come back."

After several tortures, Sima Yuan finally understood that this mysterious world was not a place for chance treasures at all, but a place for 'refining' the primordial baby.

Sima Yuan's little face wrinkled slightly, and his small fists struck together, and the sword light of the coming attack was all shattered.

Immediately after, his little face turned grim, and the magic trick in his hand came out again, but this time it was to turn the surrounding sword qi into his own use.

But when he saw his little hand waving, a small green and red sword was suspended by his side and shone continuously, as if provocative.

The sword light of the eight directions seemed to be stunned, and then it rushed like a wolf and a tiger again.

At this moment, a triumphant smile quietly crossed Sima Yuan's little face, which seemed to be treacherous.

He muttered to himself, "Although I am a newcomer, I can win you over to rebel." ”

For a moment, his gaze swept over the trail of his previous path

, and pointed forward.

Suddenly, the world of sword qi seemed to be shaken, and then between the hesitation of many sword lights, a huge curtain fell, dividing the sword qi into the inside and outside of the array.

Sima Yuan's eyes in the formation were shining, and he pointed at the sword light in the array, "Stop!"

The sword qi around him stagnated for a moment, and the aggressive momentum disappeared in an instant, and he was as well-behaved as a small jasper.

In fact, it was the confinement power of Sima Yuan's huge sword domain that was exerted on them, and they had to obey it.

Seeing that Jian Guang was imprisoned, Sima Yuan skimmed a trace of hesitation in his eyes, and after taking a deep breath, a trace of perseverance was crossed.

Immediately, he suddenly opened his mouth and swallowed, and a huge suction force came out of his mouth, and hundreds of sword lights in the array shook and trembled.

Sima Yuan was radiant and sucked in without hesitation.

The sword light no longer insisted, and after Qi Qi trembled, it turned into a wisp of light and drilled into Sima Yuan's mouth.

As soon as the sword qi entered his stomach, Sima Yuan felt a sense of earth-shaking meaning, roaring and raging in Sima Yuan's body like a galloping horse, like a thousand armies sweeping in all directions, crisscrossing the field and galloping the world.

Breathing kung fu, the sword qi was twisted into a rope, and it drove straight in, rushing towards the major important points of Sima Yuan's internal organs.

However, when he smashed the Yellow Dragon, Sima Yuan also did not look at it coldly, as early as when the sword qi entered the body, the spiritual machines that lurked in various passes in his body were like a spiritual net, and the sword qi of the future offenders was broken one by one, disintegrating little by little.

The initial situation was still that the sword qi was raging in all directions in Sima Yuan's body, and Sima Yuan quietly mobilized the spiritual energy in his body to chase and intercept him.

Cut off the back path, divide and dissolve, and then gather the spiritual power to extinguish its spirituality, and infect it with its own breath.

And so on and so forth.

That huge torrent of sword qi was weakened, divided, and disintegrated and refined by the huge spiritual power in Sima Yuan's body in just a few days.

A few days later, the true body of Sima Yuan Lingying in the Sword Domain slowly opened his eyes, and a flash of sword light disappeared.

After breathing, a halo of light flashed on Sima Yuan's body, as if he was drunk and staggering.

He exhaled and looked at the sword light outside the sword array that was about to collapse, full of excitement and joy.

But he didn't realize that his spirit infant was already covered in bruises, and hundreds of sword marks on his body swept across it, which was shocking and chilling.

With a wave of his small hand, the collapsed sword array immediately revealed four major openings, and the sword light outside the formation swarmed, directly scattering the sword array.

Sima Yuan's small face changed, and when he was about to retreat, there was also a roaring sound behind him.

In an instant, a miserable scream came, and Sima Yuan's true infant was instantly submerged.

From a distance, this place seems to have turned into a place with a strong sword aura.

After a long time, he saw that Sima Yuan Zhenying, who was engulfed by the sword qi, suddenly broke out into a huge vibration, and then there seemed to be a low roar.

At the same time, the Divine Sword of Questioning, which was in a hurry outside, suddenly froze, and stabbed straight towards Sima Yuan like an edict.

In an instant, the Divine Sword pierced through the sword qi encirclement, and Sima Yuan Lingying, who was trapped in it, immediately brightened his eyes, and shouted in his mouth, "Town!"

Suddenly, the sword qi of the four directions seemed to freeze for a moment.

Sima Yuan slashed down with his sword in his hand.

In an instant, the sword qi scattered and fled.

Sima Yuan took the opportunity to open his mouth and inhale, and the sword qi instantly entered his body.

With a bang, the seven sword qi overflowed.

But after seeing Sima Yuan swallow it, his eyes were sharp, and he slammed the Question Sword into his chest and abdomen.

He yelled with difficulty, "Refining!"

The god of inquiry sneered lightly, and immediately the green red sword was flourishing, and Sima Yuan's voice immediately burst out with the power of refining.

Under the combined force of the two, the sword qi in the abdomen seemed to be wailing and trembling, and Sima Yuan immediately shouted, "Melt!"

The sword qi in the abdomen was dense and rattling, and the invisible sword qi turned into light smoke under the refining of a mysterious force.

The light smoke soaked into Sima Yuan's true infant acupoint, like spiritual milk nourishing and penetrating.

In this way, Sima Yuan used his body as bait to attract the sword qi to surge, and then divided and dissolved, breaking them one by one.

The sword qi around him became less and less, and the world on this side gradually became clearer.

At the same time, a number of bumps continued to emerge in Sima Yuan's body, either as big as chopsticks, or as big as a thumb, or as thin as a cotton needle.

Sima Yuan's face showed a look of pain, and the real baby's body trembled, like a spasmodic convulsion.

An invisible sword domain automatically stretched out, like a giant umbrella, or a heavy curtain.

Within the sword domain, the visible sword and the invisible sword fused one after another, as if there was a spiritual emanation.

At the same time, when Sima Yuan's sword domain was opened, the gods in the outside world seemed to be shaking and collapsing.

The great sword in his hand trembled, as if he had been pulled out of his spine, as if he was paralyzed.

On the side of the big sword, a young figure sitting cross-legged was trembling in his eyes, his body was as hot as fire, and beads of sweat were rolling down on his forehead, wetting his clothes.

After a while, a cracking sound sounded from within the big sword, like stepping on a pass, but it was more like being reborn, and the chicks broke their shells.

It's not the sound of the sword cracking, it's the sound of the broken mirror that belongs to the monk!

Suddenly, as the sporadic sword light dispersed, Sima Yuan gradually turned into a huge light source.

The source of sword light.

Suddenly, a clattering sound sounded, like breaking glass fragments, and even more shattering the rubble of the steps.

Its sound is as loud as a tide, as loud as thunder, and more like the whistling sound of climbing the upper echelons.

With a bang, Excalibur exploded with a bang.

A glowing but awe-inspiring sword aura of the Yuan Infant True Body broke out of the cocoon, went straight to the flesh, and instantly fell into the flesh.

In Russia, the four directions had a great idea, and an invisible domain field dispersed.

Far from being unfamiliar, this domain field has the same root and origin as this secret realm, and it is in the same vein.

Sima Yuan instantly realized that refining the sword qi and sword intent within the divine sword was equivalent to 'mingling' with this secret realm, and then refining the secret realm was a matter of course.

Then he looked inward for a moment, and when he opened his eyes, the blazing light shone for thousands of miles, and the secret realm echoed it.

Thousands of miles are under its control.

Today, Sima Yuan has stepped into the middle stage of the Yuan Infant and refined the infant realm!