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After that, Ishikawa led Zhu Yan all the way east, moving in the direction away from the mountain gate of Kunwuzong, and after a few months, they had already left the range of Yan and came to the territory of Jin bordering Yan State.

Suddenly leaving the battlefield with a murderous sound, Ishikawa still felt a little uncomfortable, and the red mangs in the sea of knowledge seemed to fall silent.

But what Ishikawa didn't expect was that all of this turned out to be just an illusion, and in the middle of the night, everything suddenly exploded.

The initial cause of the outbreak fell on Ishikawa's murderous intent and anger absorbed from Elder Confession.

That night, Ishikawa sat quietly and rested, and did not practice, but for some reason he always felt a wave of distraction, and he breathed a long sigh of relief, ready to get up and walk around, to relieve his restless mood.

But at the moment when he stood up, the red light in the sea of consciousness and the killing intent in his heart suddenly exploded.

The red silk in his eyes suddenly expanded to the whole pair of eyes, and the killing intent swimming in the sea began to swim more flexibly with the deepening of Ishikawa's spirit, and all the mosquitoes and insects on the hillside fled towards the bottom of the mountain as if they were in great trouble, and some of those who were too close to Ishikawa died quietly in place before they had time to escape.

Zhu Yan was stimulated by the cold aura emanating from Ishikawa, and for a while she only felt full of sorrow, and there was nothing to love, if it wasn't for the fact that she still maintained a little clarity on the Lingtai after practicing for a long time, she was afraid that it was very likely that she would end her life.

Zhu Yan, who had retreated to the distance, looked at Ishikawa who was standing silently on the top of the hill in shock, and opened his mouth wide for a long time and couldn't speak.

After that night, Ishikawa seemed to become more silent, but Zhu Yan keenly felt that he was now like a frozen volcano, and at some point it would begin to erupt in an extremely terrifying way.

After staying in place for two days to rest, Ishikawa took Zhu Yan straight south and found the sect of Qin Daochang who had met by chance on the edge of the battlefield.

Ishikawa asked Zhu Yan and Zhu Yan to wait a hundred miles away, and then knocked on the door with a gun alone, killing all the twenty-eight monks in the door......

Ten days later, Ishikawa waited thousands of miles away for the remnants of the sect who came to seek revenge, and killed one Ning Dan and fourteen foundation building monks......

Half a month later, Ishikawa crossed the mountains that stretched for thousands of miles, and met again on the banks of the Heishui River, and the five people who did not agree with each other scattered in a group......

Two months later, in the depths of the Blackwater Swamp, Ishikawa picked several nests of white-bellied winged snakes and killed thousands of white-bellied snakes......

With the life-and-death battles, the surging true yuan of Ishikawa's spiritual veins once again converged towards the dantian, and the killing intent in the sea of consciousness also began to sink, and at the same time, a black mist that seemed like a real illusion became more and more thick and solemn.

For the first time, he stood on the threshold of the Realm Breaking Ning Dan.

In a desolate place at the southern end of the Blackwater Swamp, the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi suddenly began to roll and gather unnaturally, affected by the abnormal movement of the Yuan Qi, the originally cloudless clear starry sky was covered with dark clouds in just a few breaths, and there was a trace of electric light flickering in the middle, and it was already raining heavily in a short time.

In the rain curtain like a curtain of water, Ishikawa **** sat cross-legged on a wetland, Zhu Yan had already been driven away by him and could not get close, in his half-open and half-closed eyes, the scarlet silk thread and the black flames appeared from time to time, and in the roaring rain, you could also hear the sound like a river rushing, which was the echo produced by the rapid operation of the true yuan in his body.

Getting rid of all distracting thoughts, Ishikawa guided the True Yuan Spiritual Sense to speed up for seventy-two hours, and as the forces of various different Dao Decisions in the dantian began to entangle and converge, he suddenly felt a burst of irritability and discomfort spread throughout his body.

Ishikawa's calm mind couldn't help but stir, and the vitality that was running in the meridians was also uncontrollable, and it was running as fast as a, and the invisible killing intent that was slowly sinking in the sea of consciousness was like finding something fun, and it was uncontrollable almost at the same time.

The true element, spiritual sense, and killing intent were running faster and faster, and finally they rushed wildly and protruded, Ishikawa frowned, he originally wanted to use the Qi Returning Origin Technique to control the true yuan that was rushing everywhere, but he didn't know that it was no longer guided by consciousness, and it operated at a high speed on its own with the killing intent.

Everywhere the rambling True Yuan went, Ishikawa felt like he was torn apart, a phenomenon he had never encountered before, and he wondered if this was a precursor to going mad............

The rain continued to fall, but disappeared three feet away from Ishikawa's body, and a lizard that wanted to climb up the wetland to rest its feet inadvertently broke into Ishikawa's body, its earthy brown eyes suddenly opened, and then its entire body was silently shattered into powder by the thousands of red threads that suddenly appeared.

The color of pain on Ishikawa's face was even stronger, and he also realized that he was in great danger now, and tried his best to keep the Lingtai a little clear, enduring the pain of this cracked muscle, and the cold sweat had soaked his clothes.

A bolt of lightning lit up the dark night sky, and Ishikawa's half-closed eyes suddenly widened, and figures flashed in front of him......

They were covered in blood, their mouths were full of snorts, they laughed bitterly, twisted their broken bodies and walked slowly towards Ishikawa, Ishikawa identified the past one by one, and the first few people turned out to be the Qin Daoren and other monks he had killed.

Behind the crowd came the countless mortals who died in his hands, among which most of them were soldiers, outside Beicang City, in the mountains and villages and forests, there were thousands of soldiers who died under his Ishikawa sword, they were still wearing the armor of the time, closely following behind the monks in front, and they took stiff steps and swung their knives to kill......

The thousands of red threads in his eyes suddenly shrank to one point, and the terrifying faces of all the people were reflected in them, and the killing intent that had sunk to the middle of the dantian skyrocketed, and his heart was like a fire scorching, Ishikawa gasped, and his face gradually distorted into a hideous smile......

"If I can kill you once, I will naturally be able to kill you a second time, and my men will be defeated, thinking that they can take my life again?

Blood flowed out of the seven orifices at the same time, and Ishikawa ignored the pain caused by the fierce conflict of True Yuan Spiritual Consciousness in his body, he smiled and slowly got up, and held the fanged spear stuck in the ground with his backhand.

Kill...... Kill...... Kill...... Kill...... Kill......

Ishikawa half-closed his eyes, and Zhou's body was full of murderous intent up and down, and the fanged spear in his palm kept waving a circle of silver spear flowers, stabbing in all directions.

The rain was pouring down, and anyone standing near Ishikawa watching at this time would be shocked by his mad expression, and Ishikawa seemed to be tireless, stabbing at the empty rain all around him, until his entire body was covered with blood-like threads. (To be continued.) )