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Chapter 450: Half-Step Transformation of God

Wanmei Mountain is very large, and the undulating bamboo houses and pavilions show a majestic spirit, but in Mu Hao's eyes, this Wanmei Mountain is very small, and the small one is left, and the lonely white-clothed figure in front of him is left. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Mu Hao stood in the wind and snow, quietly staring at the white-clothed figure.

Time was silent, Mu Hao just stared like this. He didn't know how long it would last, short as the blink of an eye, or as long as a lifetime. He only remembered that when the wind was blowing, Shi Song always danced his sword in the wind and snow, forgetting to sleep and eat, year after year, day after day, the loneliness in that lonely eye became thicker and thicker, like a maggot attached to the bone lingering.

"No friends, no relatives, no lovers, only the company of the sword. This is Mu Hao's only feeling, Mu Hao turned around and looked at the ancient road full of the afterglow of the sun, occasionally on this ancient road, there will be passers-by like him, hurriedly stepping on the snow, and hurriedly dying under the sword.

Even sometimes, Mu Hao noticed that he would fast for three days a few days in advance, bathe in incense, and then take a sword and step on the clouds to kill. In his eyes, killing people is the most important and solemn thing in his life, but Mu Hao knows that he doesn't like to kill.

Because he had never seen the slightest smile on his face, and after he had killed, he always gently blew the last drop of blood on the sword peak. Whenever that time, Mu Hao felt endless loneliness and desolation on this white-clothed figure. And among the little Yin Hong, Shi Song stood so calmly in the wind and snow, fluttering with charm. Mu Hao stood behind him.

"You learn to use a sword?" the voice was as cold as snow, swaying in the wind. Mu Hao raised his head and looked at Shi Song in front of him, he saw Shi Song slowly turning around, his eyes as cold as ice and snow, looking at him quietly. Hearing this, Mu Hao nodded slightly and met Shi Song's gaze.

As soon as the words fell, Shi Song turned around and walked towards the depths of the snowy plum blossoms, walking towards the end of the falling plum blossoms. Just when Shi Song was about to disappear from Mu Hao's sight, Shi Song turned around again, and his cold voice sounded again: "You learn swords?"

In an instant, only a crisp and melodious sword groan was heard, which sounded in the wind and snow. Mu Hao saw Shi Song's head slightly, and the strange-shaped ancient sword behind him was already out of the sheath. This sword is like a meteor and harvests like a snowstorm, blooming like snow and plums, and the elegance is peerless. At the same time, the white-clothed figure gradually dispersed like the snow flocculent, leaving only a string of blood flowers that slipped from the sword peak, and then splashed down in the wind and snow.

Mu Hao looked at the distant figure with lost eyes, and he had seen a smile on that indifferent face as snow before. This was the first time Mu Hao had seen a smile on his face in so long. With his head down, Mu Hao walked straight forward, and when he saw the blood stains seeping through the snow, the corners of his mouth also pulled out a smile: "Is the sword god smiling?"

At this moment, the swaying wind and snow and plum blossoms in front of me are like clouds and smoke in the past. All of them dissipated in Mu Hao's sight, but the scene he saw before was like a maggot attached to the bone, burning in Mu Hao's mind and lingering.

The cold touch swept across Mu Hao's face in vain. Mu Hao suddenly opened his eyes and found that the heaven and earth within a radius of dozens of zhang were piled up with a layer of snow, and the turbulent pool behind him was frozen into ice.

The moment Chen Nan opened Mu Hao's eyes, his tense body finally relaxed. At the same time, he also noticed that the power that permeated the heavens and the earth was gradually dissipating, but when Chen Nan stepped forward and met Mu Hao's black eyes, his body was still inexplicably shocked.

Cold, this is the only feeling that Chennan feels. However, Chen Nan was a strong person in refining void after all, and he was the first seat in the torture hall, and his face returned to normal in a blink of an eye. Then he looked at Mu Hao slightly, and said with a little incredulity in his tone: "It's really a half-step cultivation of turning into a god, you guy is really unexpected." ”。

Mu Hao was still immersed in the previous picture of snow and plums, and after hearing Chen Nan's words, he immediately came back to his senses, felt the surging power in his body, turned his head to look at Chen Nan who was coming, and said with a smile on his face: "Well, if it weren't for the cultivation of my predecessors this month, I'm afraid I wouldn't have broken through the bottleneck so smoothly." ”。

If other disciples said this, Chen Nan would definitely take it for granted, this is what Mu Hao said in his mouth, even if Chen Nan is narcissistic, he will not take it seriously, Mu Hao was able to break through because of himself. Squinting his eyes, Chen Nan felt that the more Mu Hao, this kid, became more pleasing to the eye, not only had good talent, but also could speak.

Slowly getting up, Mu Hao looked at the ice spreading out under his feet, and said in confusion: "Senior, what is this?"

"It's not your fault. Chen Nan stared at Mu Hao with feverish eyes, and said with a somewhat excited expression: "Breakthrough can actually trigger the vision of heaven and earth, little guy, your demonic talent is a little terrifying!"

"Heaven and earth vision?" Mu Hao looked at the swaying snow in the sun, which should have been triggered by Shi Song's sword momentum. Attracting the vision of heaven and earth with the general trend, the smile on the corner of Mu Hao's mouth became more and more vigorous, is this the smile of the sword god?

"I didn't expect you to be able to break through your own bottleneck at the last moment, and use your current strength to go to the Sword Domain Map, even if you are not the strongest among them, you will be able to dominate within it. Chen Nan said with some relief.

"The map of the sword domain!" Mu Hao gently held the falling snow with both hands, and said with a little expectation: "According to the day you said before, today should be the last day of the training camp, then tomorrow is the day to go to the map of the sword domain." ”。

The map of the Sword Domain, a grand event belonging to the Central Realm, has finally arrived. The dawn broke, the melodious bell rang, and in the dead sea of clouds, roared and shook the clouds.

In the Seven Pavilions of the Red Void Palace, the disciples who were cultivating opened their eyes one after another, and looked at the main peak of the Red Void Palace with a slightly fanatical expression. Today is the day when the Sword Domain Map opens, although in the entire Seven Pavilions of the Red Void Palace, only a few seventy disciples are qualified to participate, but this does not hide the expectations of ordinary Red Void Palace disciples for the Sword Domain Map.

In their eyes, this is not just a simple experience, but also a stage for fame. The disciples of the Central Clan, the Two Palaces and the Three Sects, who can go to the Map of the Sword Domain, are all leaders of the major forces, and only by standing out in the Map of the Sword Domain can they be called the leaders of the younger generation of the Central Realm.

The sound of the bell became more and more intense, accompanied by the sharp sound of breaking the wind, and I saw that in the Seven Pavilions of the Red Void Palace, the Torture Hall, and the Beast Control Pavilion, there were countless figures emerging from the sky, waiting until the end of the horizon to the rising sun, the moment of slowly rising. On the square above the Seven Pavilions of the Red Void Palace, the crowd that had been overwhelmed by the black oppression, and even the elders who rarely showed up in the past also appeared, with an unconcealed expectation on their faces.

Every time the map of the Sword Domain is opened, there are strong people in the palace accompanying him. After all, the inheritance within the Sword Domain Map also made them excited.

"The Central Clan, the two palaces and three sects, the leaders of the younger generation, will all gather in the Sword Domain, and I don't know how my disciples of the Red Void Palace compare to the disciples of other forces?"

"Over the years, the disciples of my Chixu Palace are incomparable to other forces, just like Qu Yuan, Li Mu and Bai Qi and others in the previous sessions, and there are also a lot of good seedlings among the disciples in this session. Whether it is Zhao Kuo, who is proud of the Seven Pavilions of the Red Void Palace, or Mu Hao, who is a latecomer. plus those guys in the Torture Hall, Mu Qing in the Instrument Hall and Li Yuan in the Array Hall and Nameless in the Beast Control Pavilion. ”。

Looking at the bustling crowd, several elders chatted with a look of relief in their eyes. At this moment, the noisy crowd suddenly fell silent, and countless eyes looked at the end of the square. There, more than 100 terrifying breaths surged out like a tide, and its ripples rippled in the sunlight.

"Leader Zhao Kuo, they have finally finished their training camp. "The disciples of the Seven Pavilions of the Red Void Palace are looking forward to it.

"Huh!!" One after another, the figures swept out like a rainbow, and then crossed the sky. Their whole bodies were filled with a majestic aura, and when these more than 100 figures stood in the square, a terrifying coercion completely diffused, making most of the disciples couldn't help but retreat a few steps back. These more than 100 figures are distinct, among which the number of disciples of the Seven Pavilions of the Red Void Palace is the largest.

In the middle, Zhao Kuo stood with his hands in his hands. That unique temperament made the girls around them cast shy and admiring eyes. Yan Wukong looked at Zhao Kuo with an indifferent face, and vaguely he could feel a powerful pressure on Zhao Kuo. In the past, Zhao Kuo was all about reining in his own breath, but now his breath is uncontrollably diffuse. Obviously, Zhao Kuo had just broken through and couldn't fully control his breath.