The heart is beating violently, and the mystery of life and death is running silently.

The sword intent that remained in his body made Sikong Haoran suffer, and his entire body was also trembling.

In a short time, there were still one or two fish transformed by sword intent, piercing through his body, and the originally miserable body was even heavier, gritting his teeth in his heart, and cursing the mysterious old man in the lonely boat countless times.

Sikong Haoran's cheeks were twisted together in pain, and even his body curled up at the bottom of the lake was constantly twitching and rolling, and the pain was spreading wildly, pricking his sensitive nerves thousands of times.

The dry bones that have been immersed in the bottom of the lake for many years have also turned into debris and residues, and the sword weapons that echo each other because of the sword intent fish emitted a faint clangle.

The sword intent in the body is rampant, and it is extremely riotous, if the raging sword intent is a storm, then the five internal organs are the swaying weeping willows and plantains, fortunately, Sikong Haoran's body has been baptized by the blood pool and forged by the purple gold unicorn essence blood, otherwise this fierce sword intent will definitely bury him in thousands of sword weapons and dry bones.

The heart is filled with the mystery of life and death, and then encompasses the entire body, fortunately, this is the depths of the bottom of the lake, and everyone else is also invaded by the sword intent and takes care of themselves, otherwise if someone with a heart discovers his secret, there may really be a big trouble.

Just now, he just wanted to use a soul power with the breath of soul refining on the two brothers Shi Tiandong and Shi Tianshuo, and before he got close, he was perceived by the old man, "Could it be that everything he thinks in this sword lake is under his control?"

This is a question for Sikong Haoran, but it is not for others.

Sikong Haoran endured the intense pain, moving his body, every time he moved, the pain was aggravated by ten thousand times, several strands of red blood overflowed from his lips, spreading to a range of several meters around his body, and where he couldn't see, the permeated red blood lines were ingested by the sword weapons and dry bones at the bottom of the lake.

Sitting cross-legged at the bottom of the lake, the residual sword intent in his body made him endure Ling Chi's punishment all the time, but he did not let out the slightest wail of pain, this was an inhuman torture for others, but it was no less than a cruel gluttonous feast for him.

The boundless sword weapons and dry bones under the sight of the soul exuded an inexplicable strange aura, ignoring all this, and then closed his eyes, comprehending the remaining sword intent in his body, and used it to temper his sword intent.

"Now that I have stepped into the threshold of sword intent, there is still some distance from Xiao Cheng, so let you be my rations for promoting Xiao Cheng. Sikong Haoran shouted in his heart, and then there was a killing intent all over his body, competing with the violent sword intent remaining in his body, and then devouring them step by step.

This is destined to be a war without gunpowder, but it is more tragic than the real battlefield.

Sure enough, the sword intent remaining in Sikong Haoran's body felt the threat, felt the danger, and was frantically colliding, as if to destroy everything they touched, as if to break free from the flesh and blood cage that bound them.

Even with the help of the mystery of life and death, the effect produced was far less than the destructive power brought by the berserk sword intent.

The internal organs in his body are covered with fine cracks, and he is suffering unimaginable damage, Sikong Haoran still did not let out the slightest roar, still assimilating and devouring bit by bit, he knew that he couldn't be in a hurry now, he couldn't be careless, every step he made a mistake would fall into a situation from which he could never recover.

At first, he thought that with his current mid-level physique in the Pulp Cleansing Realm, he would not be unable to withstand the trouble caused by the sword intent, but the result was greatly beyond his expectations.

"Buzz"

"Buzz"

The fierce sword intent spread ferociously to Sikong Haoran's brain domain, no matter how rampant it was, it couldn't go any further, because they were blocked by a layer of golden soul coat, and the soul refining tripod bloomed with brilliant light, and started a fierce battle with the hideous sword intent.

And the mirage that occupies the other side of the soul ocean is admiring it like a spectator

The previous scene did not mean to make a move.

It seems that for it, there is no difference between a little sword intent and a child's play.

"Give me a suppression!" Sikong Haoran sent an idea to the Soul Refining Ding, asking it to protect the square inch of the Soul Ocean.

The soul gaze swept over the mirage, and cursed it fiercely in his heart, not praying that this moody evil blade would come to his aid, as long as he didn't stumble over it, he was already happy.

"Boom"

"Boom"

The Soul Refining Ding roared violently in the sea of souls, and layers of brilliant golden ripples spread, and the hideous sword intent that stayed in the golden soul cloak was weakening little by little.

Then this brilliant golden ripple spread to his entire body with a roar, and Sikong Haoran put his heart in the devouring sword intent, and did not notice that this brilliant golden ripple was mixed with a little white thunder.

As time passed, Sikong Haoran sat quietly at the bottom of the lake like a Buddha, allowing the sword intent to shuttle freely in his body, wantonly venting, and under the seemingly calm appearance, in fact, there was a life-and-death race in his body.

What happened at the bottom of the lake did not cause any discomfort to the other people in the Sword Lake, because none of them had the extra heart to observe others.

And during this period of time, the five hundred zhang long Sword Lake, three of them have already crossed two hundred zhang away, and under closer inspection, these three people are Shuangshi Peak Danhong, Yanxia Peak Zhang Hao, Tianzhu Peak Xuanbin, and Danhong is farther than the two of them.

"Ahh

The terrible screams were deafening, the disciples of the Sword Sect who were able to come here were all the proud sons of heaven in the sect, and those with firm minds, even if they had experienced the baptism of sword intent in the sword tower, there were still some people who gave up because they couldn't bear the poison of the endless stream of sword intent fish.

Without him, because in this lake, you can't retreat, you can't leap, you can only forge ahead.

Even if they survived one, two, or three attacks by the Sword Intent Fish, would they still be able to hold on to the fourth, fifth, or even tenth attacks, as they had been at the beginning?

Of course, they can also comprehend the sword intent remaining in their bodies in order to strengthen their own realm, but among the Sword Sect disciples who participated in this grand event, there are very few people who can comprehend the sword intent, and even those who have already reached the threshold of sword intent.

Therefore, what is in front of you is either to endure the ravages of the sword intent fish, or to smash the sword mark in your hand and teleport out of the sword grave.

And for those who are about to break through the threshold of sword intent, this is definitely a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, they did not rush forward, but stayed at the position where they had just entered the lake, or the critical point.

However, the imagination is still beautiful, but the sword intent in the lake will not be diverted by their will.

"This damn sword intent, how can it be so violent, I can't hold it anymore. ”

"I don't believe that with the strength of my sword momentum, I can't suppress this little sword intent. ”

"Ten years of cultivating day and night, ten years of forgetting to eat and sleep, how dare this five-hundred-zhang long Sword Lake stop my footsteps and fuse me. ”

"I want to enter the inner door, I want to enter the inner door, and this pain also wants to mess with my mind, scattered. ”

The entire Sword Lake was filled with a murderous aura, unyielding intent, no matter how strong the sword intent was, it would be difficult to destroy the belief in the hearts of these people.

However, there are also different voices in it, like a on the verge of collapse, and as long as this raging torrent is fierce, it is enough to destroy everything that is calm in front of us.

"Don't kill me, I'll give you all the sword patterns, I'll give them to you!"

"Death to me, you executioners with blood on your hands, go to hell together!"

"Ah, don't come, don't come!"

"I'm sorry Jing'er, I didn't take good care of you

, I will avenge you, I will make them pay a terrible price, I will make them pay for it with blood!"

The sound of panic and panic sounded from different places in the lake, exploding in the white snow, and the hideous sword intent awakened at this moment, taking root in their bodies, and those memories, fears, and nightmares that were hidden in the deepest part of their hearts and souls and did not want to recall them, boiled in this moment.

Sword intent filled their bodies, every inch of muscle, every bone, and even every cell, fear, nightmares, multiplied and amplified at tens of thousands of times the speed.

"Poof"

Some of the people who were immersed in comprehending the sword intent were awakened by this miserable roar, and those who had originally maintained a trace of consciousness were instantly swallowed up by the nightmare caused by the ferocious sword intent, and became a puppet of the sword intent, a body of the walking dead.

Scarlet filled their eyes, and a new round of fighting bloomed in the lake.

The disciples of the sect who had a wait-and-see attitude, those who broke free from fear and nightmares, fled from the battle circle far away, dodging them.

"Boom"

The violent Xuan Qi made the entire lake vibrate, and the criss-crossing sword qi distorted this space, and before the goose feather snowflakes approached the surface of the lake, they were shattered under the sword qi, turned into water vapor, and then turned into icicles and pierced into the lake.

The screams, the sounds of fighting, and the roar of the mysterious qi are like a symphony in this snow-filled party, and the human-shaped ice sculpture on the shore of the lake, like a mesmerizing still standing in the snow, seems to be shocked by the scenes of this party.

Blood stained the lake in front of them, and the strange thing was that the blood did not spread, but was fading and disappearing little by little.

That's right, the blood was absorbed by the sword weapons and dry bones at the bottom of the lake, and if they could rise into the air and look down from above, they would be able to find that those dry bones that had been sleeping at the bottom of the lake for an unknown number of years, their eye sockets had a faint glow flickering, and the sword weapons were exuding a vague aura fluctuation.

It's a pity that they don't know anything about what happened at the bottom of the lake, and they don't have time to take care of it, there are unknown dangers everywhere around them and in the lake, and there is still extra energy to investigate these, even if they find anomalies, in addition to breaking the sword mark and escaping, there is only a sigh.

"Second Senior Brother, why is Senior Brother Haoran gone, will he be in danger? Ye Ziying clenched her teeth, endured the pain, and her bright eyes were looking for Sikong Haoran's figure everywhere.

"With Senior Brother Haoran's current realm, Sword Lake is not enough to threaten him, he is comprehending sword intent, and he may have some adventures. ”

"You should know the rules of Sword Lake, and if you don't want us to worry about you, just guard your mind, comprehend the sword intent, and don't be distracted. ”

Long Qianyu's soul power spread around, except for the two brothers Shi Tianshuo and Shi Tiandong, there was no trace of Sikong Haoran, thinking that he should have dived into the lake to cultivate, he turned his head and said solemnly.

"Hmph" Ye Ziying knew that Jianhu was very weird, and she couldn't be petty at this time, so she hurriedly followed the second senior brother's side, but the worry on her cheeks still didn't dissipate.

On the other side of the Sword Lake, a group of more than a dozen people was slowly moving forward, and the place where they were almost became an isolated zone, far away from the disciples under the other peaks, because here gathered the proud sons of the heavens of the Cloud Residence Peak.

The icy lake water soaked their cyan robes, clinging to the delicate and proud curves, the full peaks on their chests loomed, and the ripples on the lake surface rose and fell with the waves, and inadvertently, the water slipped down from the ravine, and the milky white and the flying snow in the wind were competing with each other, which was definitely the most beautiful scenery in the cruel sword lake.

One of the figures turned his head slightly, and his delicate face was dyed with a little red glow due to the invasion of sword intent, which was very stunning in the white and vast silver, and a pair of phoenix eyes stared in one direction, revealing a moment of worry.

[Happy birthday to the 70th anniversary of the great motherland.] 】