"Is this the road to the sky?

These were the first words of Yun Wubei when he woke up from a coma.

The eldest prince of the Jingbian Hou Mansion, what a beautiful scenery he has never seen, after looking around, he still couldn't help but sigh.

As far as the eye can see, you can see thousands of strange flowers paving the green water, and thousands of lotus flowers are in the clear pond.

In the distance, the willow shadow swayed in the wind, and the breeze came from time to time, causing the sound of Lin Haitao to linger endlessly; And the grass leaves under the feet are verdant, and the refreshing fragrance comes to the nose.

With such a beautiful scenery, Yun Wubei's state of mind after several lives and deaths unconsciously relaxed.

Yun Wubei loosened his stiff shins, lay down on his back against the breeze, exhaled a deep breath, and sighed in his heart: Brother Chu, Brother Chu, but I don't know where I am now?

On that day, he entered Tongtianyun Road with Chu Tianqi, but when he woke up, he was alone in this fairyland on earth.

In addition to being in a state of amazement, I have to hope that Brother Chu is a good man and can be rewarded with ambitions!

After a long time, Yun Wubei gathered his mind and sat down cross-legged with his back to a towering green tree.

Trapped in the empty mountain Linshou Cliff line, now thinking about it, it is like a dream.

When I close my eyes, I think of the majestic mountains that hang upside down in the air, the giant peaks that top the sky, and the figures of the fire unicorn, the old man, and the charming poisonous woman.

Standing with the white-haired Yan Jun that day can be regarded as the first time in Yun Wubei's life that he has hardly shaken the real person of the Jindan Realm, although he has not received heavy losses, but he has also suffered a lot.

And later, he was happy with blood and blood, and this kind of adventure was not much better than the Holy Spirit Valley and his party.

Thinking of such an adventure in the blood of Zhu Yan in the Trap Mountain, Yun Wubei couldn't help but feel itchy, and silently ran the secret book of "The Way of Life and Death", urging the evil force in his body to carry Zhou Tian and look at his own body.

It's just that as soon as Fang moved, he couldn't help but be surprised.

"This. It's in the middle of the foundation? How is that possible?"

Looking inside, I saw that the evil force in my body at this moment was no longer the same color as before, and there was a faint blue light floating between the flows, and its form had also changed greatly.

The previous evil force is like true qi, colored but invisible.

At this time, half of them turned into a tide of evil power, and they had become liquid. According to this situation, Yun Wubei has not only advanced from the early stage of foundation building to the middle stage of foundation building, but now he is only half a step away from the true qi condensate, which can be regarded as the peak of the middle stage of foundation building!

Yun Wubei was shocked by this sudden surprise, and suddenly remembered for a moment that when Xiaolong absorbed Zhu Yan's blood, there were still countless blood streaks to give back to his body.

Decisively looked inward again, but saw that the youth among the hundreds of limbs was getting thicker and thicker, and it was very textured.

Thinking that the Xuan Ming Zhizhen Slaughtering Holy Body was just a little green, and the realm of Xiaocheng was just verdant and dripping.

"It is worthy of being the holy product of the evil path, Zhu Yan blood, such a medicinal power, it has not been refined into a pill, it is several points stronger than the fire spirit holy fruit. Huh, that's not right!"

At that time, in the blood of the evil unicorn, thirty percent of Zhu Yan's blood was collected in the jade bottle, and the remaining seventy percent of the coefficient was absorbed by Xiaolong, and the feedback to his body could not exceed one percent, how could it be possible to make the Xuan Ming True Slaughter Holy Body increase dramatically?

If it were that simple, it wouldn't be the Divine Body of the Profound Slaughter!

Yun Wubei raised his head suddenly.

The scenery in his eyes is still beautiful, and the world is like a fairyland, but it was not until this time that he was shocked: this mountain full of flowers and plants, and the lotus pond and water pavilion in the lotus pond are actually the same!

Yun Wubei was shocked, his heart was full of vigilance, and his divine sense came out of his body, and there was a slight amount within the radius, but his heart was becoming more and more afraid.

Where in the world is there anything exactly the same?

Dreamland!

Now Yun Wubei realized that he had fallen into an illusion.

With such a great law, the people in this dark place are only afraid that they are even more difficult than the Xuanyin Holy Sect's soul transformation real person Xin Baihan, and with his own little bit of Taoism, he is really a grasshopper shaking a tree, and he is absolutely invincible.

Thinking of this, Yun Wubei suddenly jumped up, and the evil power in his body was ready to go.

The divine consciousness is fully spread out, and the surrounding area is impermeable. The light in his eyes flashed, and an ink-colored needle sword with a thin hair continued to float out of his body, revolving around Yun Wubei's body.

In just a moment, more than 30,000 needle swords were born, and then they formed a formation, and the sword qi storm that covered the sky and the sun shattered all the grass, trees, and green pines in this hundred miles of square.

After doing all this, Yun Wubei eased his mind a little, clenched his fists and bowed to the void and said, "Where is the master, why don't you show up and see it?"

At this time, this lake-shining, emerald earthly fairyland has been ravaged by the raging sword qi.

Yun Wubei's voice is not endless, and the accident is sudden.

But I saw that the roaring sword qi storm dissipated inexplicably, the swaying willow branches were frozen in the air like this, and the sound of the mountains and forests and the waves disappeared without a trace, as if the passage of time in this world was forcibly frozen by an unknown might.

This strange perception is hasty and swift, like a white horse passing through a gap.

In the blink of an eye, the huge sword array returned to the sea of knowledge again, the broken grass and trees, the rolling soil, all of which rolled back along the trajectory of time.

Another gust of mountain wind came slowly, and this world had no sorrow except for the clouds, everything that had obviously happened, and it returned to its original state again.

Such a change made Yun Wubei dumbfounded, and he subconsciously exclaimed: "Could it be that the devil is stunned......! How is this possible?"

"Since the people in the shadows have such a great law, taking their own lives is just a snap of their fingers! There are a lot of secrets in their own bodies, and if the Holy Spirit Dragon alone is placed outside, it can set off a bloody storm. Thinking about it, Yun Wubei frowned frequently, and felt that it was inappropriate. "If such a supernatural master has malicious intentions, he can catch himself and slowly concoct it, so why bother doing it? Why not try it!"

In a moment, Yun Wubei had made a decision.

As the so-called grinding and tenacity, the wind from east to west, north and south!

Can you turn back the clock once, or a hundred times?

At this time, all kinds of treacherous things here aroused the fierceness in Yun Wubei's chest.

I saw him suddenly rise into the sky, and a few breaths had flown to the seemingly boundless lotus pond, his robe flew in the wind, and the sword in his palm quickly condensed and fused.

Suddenly, a giant heavy sword that was three feet long appeared in front of Yun Wubei with a cold cold light.

"I, the Western Emperor Tiangeng Golden Sword, can't be used elsewhere because of many concerns, but it is suitable for use here, tsk. ”

With a crisp sword roar, Yun Wubei moved on the cold water.

The body is slow and urgent, and it looks like a playful dance. and suddenly immovable as a mountain, solemn and majestic.

The three-zhang giant sword was in his hand, lifting his weight lightly, and he swung out countless cold sword qi, and the stone cracked and the mountain collapsed where it passed......

Half an hour later, Yun Wubei's sword dance was not over, so he had to stop.

Looking at this fairyland on earth that had been restored to its original state, Yun Wubei couldn't help but smile bitterly.

This mountain, water, grass and tree, even the position is the same as the original, this master in the dark can be regarded as painstaking!

At this time, Yun Wubei's frightened and anxious mind finally calmed down completely.

If it comes, it will be safe, and it will be left to fate.

However, since I got the "Western Emperor Tiangeng Golden Sword", because there is no place to use it, I have never tasted the mystery of it so delicately, and I have not sharpened a sword for ten years like others, so it is better to take this opportunity to have a good understanding.

So in the following days, Yun Wubei became a clear state of mind, ignoring all kinds of tricks in this matter, and began to cultivate this sword Dao Dafa without distraction.