Yu Wenxi's eyes were extremely solemn, and at this time, the scene of the blood-colored earth also appeared in his mind. The blood-colored greatsword suspended in mid-air seemed to crush his will. His eyes were all revealing a strange red light at this time, which was due to the erosion of Su Zimo's blood artistic conception.

"Is this the artistic conception of martial arts? It is really much stronger than the will of martial arts. Yu Wenxi thought in his heart. The artistic conception of martial arts is the sublimation of the will of martial arts, which can forcibly pull the opponent into one's artistic conception, make it fall, and then annihilate and destroy the opponent's martial will. You can't use spiritual power in this Lingyun Grotto, otherwise, once Su Zimo integrates his spiritual power into this artistic conception, how terrifying will the power be?

At this time, there were wisps of holy light quietly shining out of Yu Wenxi's body. Gradually, the inside of his body was shrouded in that divine brilliance, and the source of that holy light was from the Ten Directions Tribulation Space in his body.

When the holy light was diffuse, all the power in Yu Wenxi's body seemed to start burning wildly. And his martial will was climbing at an astonishing speed at this time. Under the divine radiance, his martial will was directly urged to the extreme.

Sensing the changes in Yu Wenxi's body, Su Zimo's eyes showed sharpness, the smug smile on his face disappeared, and there were more waves in his eyes. This is, what's going on?

Yu Wenxi's martial arts will at this time has reached an extremely astonishing level. It can be said that it is already the limit of the level of martial will. One step further, it is the artistic conception of martial arts! The martial will that Yu Wenxi had shown before was really strong, but it was far from reaching this point. This kind of ascension is not only incredible, but also more like a step to the sky.

"This is impossible!" Su Zimo stared at Yu Wenxi with a sharp expression like a sharp blade, the will of martial arts needs to be improved a little bit of comprehension, and it is impossible for there to be an instantaneous surge, which is completely contrary to common sense.

"Could it be a secret method? But that's not right!" Su Zimo's heart felt like a storm, as far as he knew, there were really some extremely rare secret methods, which could greatly improve people's strength in a short period of time. But I've never heard of any secret method that can enhance the will of martial arts. This kid in front of him, how did he do it?

"Even if you improve your martial arts will, what if you are still vulnerable in front of my martial arts artistic conception! Although I don't know how you did it, no matter how you struggle, the outcome will not change in any way. Su Zimo stared at Yu Wenxi indifferently, and the killing intent in his heart became even stronger. This child must be eradicated today.

"True, nothing will change the ending. Yu Wenxi said coldly, in his heart, there has always been only one ending, but it is by no means what Su Zimo imagined.

At this moment, with the help of the power of the Ten Tribulations, Yu Wenxi raised his will power to the limit. On the blood-colored earth in his mind, the figure of the ancient god of thunder appeared. And this scene, only Su Zimo, Qiye and Luo Wan'er can see it. As for the others, they have already been forcibly detached. In their eyes, they could only see Yu Wenxi and the four of them standing there quietly.

The figure of the Thunder Ancient God was filled with extremely powerful thunder power, and the roaring sound was rolling and sweeping, deafening. His footsteps stepped forward, raising his palms and blasting out. In an instant, endless thunder illuminated the blood-colored land, and the violent electricity raged in the air, frantically blasting towards the opposite side.

On the blood-colored giant sword, Su Zimo's figure appeared. He looked coldly ahead, then raised one hand and pointed forward. At that moment, the blood-colored giant sword under his feet let out a long roar, and then the tip of the sword stabbed forward, stabbing out.

The terrifying thunder and the blood-colored giant sword collided together, and dense electricity swirled around the huge sword body. However, between the eerie spread of blood light, the thunder was shattered little by little, and it couldn't shake it at all.

"See, this is the gap between the artistic conception of martial arts and the will of martial arts. No matter how strong your will is, it will make no difference in my eyes. There is only one fate for the mayfly to shake the tree, and that is death!" Su Zimo said coldly, and then the blood-colored giant sword moved forward, shattering all the thunder arcs shrouded on it, and immediately slashed towards the figure of the Thunder Ancient God.

But at this time, the arm of the Thunder Ancient God figure was suddenly retracted, and a pair of large handprints were closed in front of him, accompanied by an earth-shattering loud sound, and the blood-colored giant sword was actually clasped from it by the hands of the Thunder Ancient God figure.

Seeing this scene, Su Zimo's eyes were extremely cold, at this time, were he still struggling to death?

"Slash!"

A sound came out of Su Zimo's mouth, and suddenly the blood-colored giant sword let out a sharp clanging sound. The endless blood light turned into infinite sword qi, pierced the void, and slashed down on the figure of the Thunder Ancient God.

Suddenly, Yu Wenxi's face turned faintly pale, and a powerful force frantically hit his spiritual will. The figure of the Thunder Ancient God shook violently, and cracks continued to appear on the huge body.

But at this moment, two more figures appeared in this space. In front of Qiye, a demon-like figure appeared. The dark golden light raged and flowed in this space, and the incomparably majestic demon god's body was filled with an endless sense of mad violence.

Luo Wan'er in the other direction, who appeared in front of her was a graceful goddess figure. The goddess's face had a dazzling layer of mist on it, turning into a light veil, revealing only a pair of eyes. However, it is those eyes that reveal a thrilling sense of beauty.

The figure of the goddess is wearing a long skirt, and the seven-colored streamer on it slowly overflows, which is beautiful. Under the long skirt, a pair of delicate jade feet like mutton fat white jade are exposed, which is dizzying.

Su Zimo's pupils shrank suddenly, Seven Nights is Martial Dao Will Form He had seen it before, but it was not surprising. However, Luo Wan'er's martial arts will form surprised him a little. And from the figure of the goddess, he clearly felt a trace of extraordinary fluctuations.

As soon as the figure of the demon god stepped on it, this blood-colored space trembled violently, and then a heaven-shattering demonic roar came out of his mouth, which shook the heavens and the earth, causing the void to be turbulent. The figure of the demon god jumped up, and then fell from the sky, the demon fist seal crushed the heavens and the earth, and frantically blasted towards Su Zimo's figure.

Su Zimo removed the color in his eyes and was not afraid. His palm swirled in front of him, and suddenly the blood-colored giant sword that was held in the palm of the Thunder Ancient God's figure suddenly turned, broke free from the restraint, and then spun in front of Su Zimo's body, turning into a blood-colored sword curtain.

(End of chapter)