"But if 'you' are... Only these 'means' words. ”

"Again, it's not enough. ”

Cangli smiled.

After saying that, he stepped forward lightly, his palms were curved, and his fingers were slightly bent, making a gesture of grasping.

His palm seemed to cross the void space, ignoring the gap between time and space, and there was not the slightest smell of fireworks between his movements. In the palm of his hand, it seems to be able to accommodate a vast sky, and the turbid breath flows intertwined, and there is a hidden earth fire and wind.

Although the sword was sharp, it bloomed with a cold light, and it faintly had the grace and posture of breaking through ten thousand laws with a sword. However, under Cangli's palm, which seemed to be the collapse of a heavenly dome, it shattered the dense void and fell apart into a trace of small sword qi.

These 'Sword Qi Divine Will', although they can threaten the innate divine incorruptible divine body, are extremely powerful.

However, the way of fighting has never been to rely only on the 'flesh' to run rampant. In the meantime, under the accumulation of various 'Dao rules' and 'supernatural powers', it was enough to easily wipe out this ray of deep cold sword light.

Cangli's palm, which is intertwined with Tao and reason, collides with the sword, constantly consuming the 'sharp spirit'.

It was as if it had turned into wisps of 'mist' and rose up.

However, although this 'fog' rises, the sword light disperses. But the sharp divine will in it is condensed without loss, as if a group of spirituality has been bred, churning and rolling in it, as if the next moment will reappear the divine light, alarming the world.

"Does the Dharma have a true spirit?"

Cangli sighed softly.

He really didn't expect that the master of that sword light would be able to comprehend such a subtle and exquisite supernatural realm. This is already a level above the great supernatural powers. It is no longer a terrible place that can be reached by hard work.

This 'Dharma has a true spirit', which is not only ranked among the superior magic techniques of the great supernatural powers, but also has a very high threshold for practice. The number of gods and demons who are not the third heaven is difficult to get a glimpse of the skin. Even in terms of attainments in the innate path, among the many innate divinities that have ascended to the third heaven, there are only a handful and very few who can have the opportunity to comprehend such wonderful methods.

'Enlightenment' and 'Fighting Method' all have unimaginable advantages.

The wonders of creation and the secrets of life contained in and involved in it are also enough to make any existence under the innate secret realm salivate and be fearful. One method and one technique, faintly has the indescribable meaning of the founding beings and the creation of the void.

"Is there a true spirit in the Fa?"

Cangli muttered to himself.

He has always heard of the mysteries of 'the Dharma has a true spirit', which uses 'supernatural powers' to derive the nature of living beings. Indelible, endless. But I always disagreed in my heart, but I didn't expect that today I really saw the power of this true spirit method.

Looking at the 'mist' wriggling in front of me, a trace of 'white line' surged like a cocoon.

If you can't wipe out this fundamental spirit, the sword light will never stop, never stop. ’

Cangli thought about it as he poked it with his hand, and the golden divine light bloomed, dispelling the sexual brilliance in the 'white cocoon'.

But after that moment, the sword light was wisps, but it regathered as before. Carrying the terrifying divine will that is indestructible, it hovers around Cangli's side with a mysterious trajectory.

Since this sword has been extinguished once, it has polished away a lot of anger, and the divine will that has broken through everything has disappeared a lot. However, as long as the 'true spirit' in the supernatural power is not wiped out, the 'sword light' will never fade away, and it will only continue to circulate forever. ’

Cangli thought indifferently, his fingertips flowed with a pale golden aura, and slowly moved towards the 'point' of the re-condensed sword light 'embryo'. I want to break up that annoying 'embryo' into nothingness again.

He stretched out his fingers, which were like white jade made of mutton fat, and gestured towards the tumbling 'white cocoon'.

At the moment when this will be 'pointed' but not 'pointed', and will be 'out' and not 'out', a ray of shadow will pass through His heart.

Cangli didn't dare to be careless, and followed what he felt in his heart, completely ignoring the tumbling and galloping sword light 'white cocoon'. Instead, he concentrated his strength on the void on his side, and 'clicked' it with one finger.

Rumble...

The void fell off like torn pieces of paper.

The golden fingers, overflowing with terrifying divine might, stood in the air like a pillar of heaven holding up the sky.

The golden mangs stood horizontally in the void, cutting through the layers of the whirlpool of heaven and earth.

A black-red aura overflowed from the broken whirlpool.

The black-red breath, dense like smoke and clouds, shrouded the upper and lower sides of the Qilin Cliff. Even the sword light 'white cocoon' was covered and sealed by the inexplicable black and red.

"What kind of fame is going to be. ”

Although the corners of Cangli's mouth are carried

smiled, but his heart was already secretly tense.

This 'Dharma has a true spirit' is already an extremely difficult supernatural power.

It can't be broken, it can't be smashed... Annoying.

And this piece of inexplicable black and red, but it can follow closely, and the power must not be difficult to imagine. What made him even more jealous was that when did this hidden power of black and red aura hide in that void?

He has no feelings, no knowledge.

If it weren't for the warning of the Void Perfection 'Dao Heart' that exists in the Darkness, he would not have been able to perceive any disharmony in that void.

The means of concealing the aura that leaked out during this period were not ordinary clever and terrifying.

It's just that he still has a smile on the corner of his mouth, holding back all the thoughts in his chest, and he doesn't show any other meaning.

"You can do all kinds of methods, all kinds of methods... Can you resist my punch. ”

Cangli smiled incomprehensibly.

Abruptly, he wrapped his right hand around his waist, clenched it into a fist, and blasted it in the direction of the sword light 'embryo' that was drowned in the black and red aura.

As his hand grasped tightly, as if he was about to grasp the great void of heaven and earth, there was a tremor in his hand. And when he grasped it, it was as if he had shattered a tiny vacuum of nothingness in his palm into a touch of nothingness. Before the muffled sound that had just arisen spread, it was swallowed up and disappeared by a little vacuum artistic conception derived from Cangli's palm.

He didn't know why he wanted to smash the 'embryo', or whether the 'embryo' would still stay in that direction, and he wouldn't imagine what kind of terrifying power there would be in that black and red.

But none of that matters...

There's nothing that can't be broken with a punch... If so... That's adding a punch... until the fence is broken.

He thought so in his heart.