The Heavenly Monument of the Temple of the God of War, asking the state of mind of the sea, can help to enlighten the Tao, and is a supreme treasure, if you have enlightenment, it will definitely be of great help to the fusion of sword rhyme.

In the main hall, the golden dragon is coiled, and there is an invisible majesty to suppress the Quartet.

The young Taoist stood in front of him for ten zhang, for the sword master of the sword brand, Qi Tian slowly pulled out the purple bamboo sword, there was a sword chant rising, the initial like a trickle, after a few breaths, it completely turned into thunder roaring, the sharp qi burst out from every inch of muscles and bones, the next moment, Qi Tian stepped up, a thunderous sound sounded, and in an instant appeared in front of the young Taoist, the purple bamboo sword fell, the innate sword qi was sharp, and the phantom of an ancient mountain manifested at the same time, and the thunder was entwined on it.

Poof――

The figure of the young Taoist did not move, and his body was divided by a sword.

No blood flowed out, and after three breaths, the sword mark healed, and the young Daoist appeared intact in front of Qi Tian again.

"The speed of the sound barrier of two percent, very good, the lion fights the rabbit and still does his best, this sword, you use a body of cultivation, although it is not necessary, but the edge of the sword, has always been exposed, you have already comprehended. ”

After a pause, the young Taoist said again: "The first layer of the War God Temple has passed, and you have gained one day to visit the Heavenly Monument, now quit, or continue to break through." ”

Qi Tian groaned, although the young Daoist had not been able to make a timely move before, but the sharp sword qi revealed from the other party, Qi Tian could sense that the Xuanjian Master at this level only had the perfect cultivation of the Dao Foundation.

Thinking of this, Qi Tian nodded and said, "Continue to break through." ”

"Okay, we'll see you on the second floor. ”

The young Taoist disappeared, and after a few breaths, another figure manifested in the main hall.

He is still the Master of Xuanjian, but at this moment, the Master of Xuanjian is like a towering ancient mountain, he is dressed in a green robe, and there is a nearly six-foot-long bladeless heavy sword behind him buzzing, like an ancient mountain crushing, the thick edge of the qi is also fierce, and the surrounding air ripples like water.

"It's like a light weight!"

Qi Tian said in a deep voice, although it was only the Sword Rhyme Lower Realm, but the Xuanjian Master at this moment gave him a trace of pressure, which was not normal at all.

His eyes were cold, the ancient well was not wavering, and in the eyes of the Master Xuanjian, at this moment, from his eyes, Qi Tian seemed to see a towering ancient mountain towering into the sky, and the ancient mountain was cloudy, suppressing the earth.

Hum -

The heavy sword was unsheathed, the amazing wind pressure crushed the air, Qi Tian gritted his teeth, suppressed the cultivation, and stepped out, the purple bamboo sword split, and an ancient mountain phantom manifested in the sword body.

Kick, Kick!

His arm was slightly numb, Qi Tian's whole person withdrew and stood still, his eyes revealing a bit of disbelief, the same cultivation, the same sword realm, and even his sword body was above the master of Xuanjian at the moment, and he was still shocked back by a sword.

"Impossible!"

Qi Tian sighed, it was the Purple Bamboo Sword, which was not much different from the Bladeless Heavy Sword, all of them were the pinnacle of the four grades, and even the Purple Bamboo Sword was even better, and half a foot stepped out of the four grades.

He stepped again, the sword rhyme descended to the peak, the virtual shadow of the ancient mountain was condensed like a substance, the purple bamboo sword fell, there was really the sound of a landslide and the ground sinking, the incomparable sharp qi burst out, the two Dao swords collided, the edge was abrasive, and ten thousand points of sparks burst out, and the next moment, Qi Tian was shocked back again, and his right arm was even more numb.

The majestic life essence surged in the body, every inch of muscles and bones burst out with sharp qi, and the right arm instantly recovered.

Three swords, six swords, twelve swords, twenty-four swords, forty-eight swords!

Forty-eight breaths, Qi Tian took out the sword forty-eight, was shocked back forty-eight times, the forty-eighth sword, Qi Tian withdrew ten zhang before stopping his body, on the other hand, the Master of Xuanjian did not retreat a step, from the beginning to the present, he has been standing in place, and his footsteps have not taken a step.

"Why?"

The Master of Xuanjian didn't answer and asked, "Have you reached the Sword Yun Upper Realm?"

Although puzzled, Qi Tian still nodded.

Then, the Master of Xuanjian shook his head and said, "You haven't reached the lower realm of sword rhyme, you haven't attained perfection, how can you come to the upper realm? “

"Artistic conception, realm!" Qi Tian muttered a few words, falling into deep thought.

After a moment, his eyes lit up and he shouted, "Come again!"

The purple bamboo sword fell, the master of the Xuanjian raised his eyebrows slightly, the bladeless heavy sword also fell, and the sound of the huge mountain crushing sounded again.

Bang -

Bang -

This time, the sword power above the bladeless heavy sword was even stronger, the innate sword qi was almost condensed into substance, and every sword, Qi Tian was split out of ten zhang, if it weren't for the sword body of the Xuanjian Master who was far inferior to him, he would have been hit the spot at this moment.

After a hundred swords, Qi Tianfang stopped his figure, he sat directly cross-legged, and after half an hour, he got up again.

Hum -

The purple bamboo sword was unsheathed again, this time, on the purple bamboo sword, there was still an ancient mountain phantom, but the ancient mountain phantom was different from before, it seemed to give birth to a little spiritual surname, Qi Tian stepped forward, and the entire hall seemed to vibrate, just like an ancient mountain, crushing towards the master of the Xuanjian Master.

Boom -

The cold waves of qi spread out for a few zhang, and with this sword, Qi Tian only stepped back and stopped his body.

"I see!"

The sharpness in Qi Tian's eyes became more and more vigorous, and the two golden and jade-colored yin and yang fish appeared, and at this moment, they rotated along the two mysterious paths, and the bladeless heavy sword suddenly became clear in his eyes, and there was no more secret.

"I understand, only by thoroughly integrating the artistic conception into one's own body and melting the sword rhyme can one truly have the realm!"

Undetectably, there was a hint of appreciation in the eyes of the Master Xuanjian.

Qi Tian's sword came out faster and faster, and each sword gave birth to the sound of a landslide, and the purple bamboo sword fell, and it seemed that the earth trembled for several zhang, and the invisible edge destroyed the earth.

The second sword, half a foot back, the third sword, two feet back, and the fourth sword, one foot back.

After waiting for two hundred swords, the two Dao swords burst out of sparks, and they were already equal, it seemed that two ancient mountains collapsed together, and the sound of the violent landslide condensed and echoed in the Qianzhang Hall, shocking.

After a pillar of incense, the footwork moved, Qi Tian stepped back a few feet, and then took a deep breath.

"It's the next level. ”

Boom Boom

In an instant, he took out his sword again, this sword, the sound of the landslide was several times stronger than before, the innate sword qi revealed the purple bamboo sword sword tip was ten feet, the golden jade innate sword qi tore through the air, and after an instant, sword marks appeared on the master of the Xuanjian Master, and the bladeless heavy sword was divided into two at the same time, dissipating in the void.

Putting away his sword and standing, Qi Tian looked at the Master of Xuanjian, and then bowed respectfully.

The sword marks healed, and the Master of Xuanjian spoke: "The second layer of the War God Temple has passed, and you have gained one day to visit the Heavenly Monument, now quit, or continue to break through." ”

After a little hesitation, Qi Tian said: "Exit." ”

In this battle, he learned a lot, and he needed to consolidate it before breaking through.

Outside the Temple of the God of War.

On the wall of the Xuanjin Palace, there is a jade screen hanging high, the jade screen is several zhang high, pure white and flawless, there are twenty-two layers of the God of War Temple carved in turn, each layer of the God of War Palace, there are many names imprinted, now it seems, I am afraid that there are not nearly two thousand people.

"The sword body has passed through the second layer!"

"It took so long, it seems that the combat power is limited!"

Many seventeenth-generation disciples sneered: "As expected, that Qi Tian got a chance in the ancestral tomb of the Qingzu, so he happened to win the position of leader, regardless of speed, that combat power is no different." ”

Some sixteenth-generation disciples frowned and did not speak.

Yuan Zhenshan sat in front of the God of War Temple, which had already attracted a lot of attention, many seventeenth generation disciples were stranded, and sixteenth generation, there were also one hundred and ten people wandering around, wanting to watch the battle.

Zhenshan hammer was across his lap, and Yuan Zhenshan opened his eyes, and two sharp rays burst out in his eyes.

"You're finally out!"

There was no door in the Temple of the God of War, Qi Tian walked out slowly, his expression was calm, he walked step by step, the cyan robe moved in the wind, but everyone felt a change, a completely different aura from when they entered the Temple of the God of War before. (In the afternoon, I pushed it, asked for a recommendation ticket, asked for a collection, 9640., and it was about to break 10,000!)