Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 195

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The one-inch body of a god was born from a spiritual womb after Su Qinian questioned his heart seven times.

It is not pure spiritual power, nor is it an ordinary interference in the present world, spiritual transformation, it seems that spiritual power and soul are blended by an invisible force, fused into one, regardless of each other.

"This is will!"

Su Qinian's mind sank into the body of the god, and he continuously derived many comprehensions, and all kinds of mysteries came to his mind.

"Standing up to die, the birth of obsession from the spirit is the will!"

The catastrophe was about to fall, Su Qinian tried his best to comprehend and grasp the spiritual body of the gods. He clearly discovered that the spiritual power that belongs to him now is different from the past. Spirituality gave him an illusion, as if being truncated, it would not disappear immediately, especially the grasp of the four-dimensional void, which has reached a deeper level than seeing the subtleties.

Through the divine body, he can see through the emptiness and see the source at a glance. In addition to the layer upon layer of void is extremely blurred and difficult to grasp, even if it is an invisible wind, he can also catch the almost impossible gap in the eye of the wind at a glance. It seemed that there was nothing to hide in front of him.

But at this time, the only thing that cannot be penetrated is the calamity of heaven above the nine heavens, the dense black clouds are like an abyss, no matter how Su Qinian concentrates his gaze, all he can see is darkness and dazzling lightning.

Qingyang Peak.

Daoist Qingzhu from Huixian Peak stepped down into the void, staring at the young man sitting cross-legged, who had just broken through the shackles at this time, and his Hunyuan Qi and blood leaked out, his strength was so majestic, so familiar.

Reverend Qingzhu sighed, a few years ago, he also had a descendant of the nine-level "Turtle and Snake Art" in Huixian Peak, and he placed high hopes on him, so he personally accepted him as an in-house disciple, instructed him carefully, worked hard for several years, and finally comprehended it The tenth layer of mystery in "Turtle and Snake Art".

For this reason, he explored for half a year and found a quiet place with few people and no ghosts. Except for a few disciples who were expected to enter the house on the peak, he took no one with him, just to prevent the news from leaking, but in the end, The sun and the moon were in the sky, and the purple energy rose eastward. Several disciples who entered the room fell into the realm of enlightenment, woke up again, and broke through the realm, only to find that the amazingly talented senior or junior could never wake up again.

Ten levels of difficulties, difficult to establish a way, doomed to escape!

The place where the soul melts into the sky, the calamity of the heavens, in the memory of Daoist Qingzhu, it really shouldn't be a place where warriors at the foundation-building level can set foot, but it is also because of this that the top-level foundation-building skills that have entered the tenth level in history are all It is enough to overwhelm people in the same situation, not to mention invincible in the world, it is almost the same.

At this moment, the capital Chang'an.

Inside the palace, on a school field with a radius of hundreds of steps.

In the four corners of the school grounds, many relatives and heirs of the royal family gathered, including the princess, the young prince, and the young marquis, all of whom were young generations of royal blood.

At this time, the natural nobles who were watching all showed surprise and looked at the center of the school field.

It was a girl with a beautiful and graceful figure, her plain gauze skirt reached the floor, and her forearms were exposed like creamy white jade. Except for a few people, most of them couldn't help avoiding the sharp edge just by looking at it, and it was difficult to look directly at it.

"Liu Qingchan, Princess Hanyang!"

At this moment, a young man in a blue satin robe frowned and looked at the girl in the middle of the school field. At this moment, together with him, there were eight other young men and women, all of whom were members of the royal family, even if they were not the little prince or princess, They all have extraordinary histories.

The most important thing is that at this moment, the nine of them separated into four directions, trapping the beautiful, yet indifferent and fierce Princess Hanyang in front of them.

This princess of Hanyang, who was enshrined personally by the contemporary emperor of Han, was really too courageous. In order to break the shackles leading to the tenth floor of "Chilong Gong", he actually posted posts to challenge the entire royal family from the time of Chen. Basically, eighth-level "Chilong Kung Fu" or "Fish Dragon Kung Fu" and above, and even young strongmen who are below the third-rate Dacheng are included.

And from the time of Chen to the present, nearly a hundred people have fallen under the fist of the Hanyang princess.

This made many clan disciples feel uncomfortable. Even in the Royal Academy, some formal disciples came here to witness the demeanor of the world-famous Princess Hanyang.

At this moment, in the four directions of the school grounds, some clan children looked pale and were watching the battle from a distance with the support of their servants. Among the many clan's children, a few traveled out of Beijing, not in this Chang'an city, more than [-]% of them all gathered here, and now under the third-rate masters, there are only nine people left in the middle of the school grounds.

……

Qingyang Peak.

The auspicious energy is falling, and the sun is like a waterfall. Dozens of handyman Taoists have all stepped into enlightenment.

On the top of the peak, Master Qingzhu glanced across, as if piercing through the void, nothing could block his sight, after a while, he retracted his gaze, and sighed in his heart, anyway, for the people on Qingyang Peak, this time is a This rare opportunity and good luck, this is not their turn at ordinary times, even if there are very few people who can know it.

In the boundless sea, the waves pierced through the sky.

Su Qinian looked up at the sky, he stretched out a hand and held it in the sky, and saw deep in the sky, the primordial energy of heaven and earth gathered towards his palm like a tidal wave, condensing into a life-saving knife.

boom!

Almost in the next instant, a streak of silver lightning pierced through the sky and fell from the dense black clouds above the nine heavens.

The vacuum distorts, giving rise to fine ripples. In Su Qinian's perception, this first tribulation thunder is far superior to ordinary third-rate small-accomplished figures.

call out!

At the moment when the silver lightning fell, Su Qinian also drew his sword, and the life-saving knife was raised. The chaotic knife light was like lightning. The thumb-thick silver electricity shattered, and the shattered awns splashed, piercing the air, revealing a thousand holes.

And at the moment when the first tribulation thunder fell, Su Qinian was blessed to the heart, and a sense of enlightenment was born in the spirit body. For him, there should be three calamity thunders.

If you survive three tribulation thunders, you will leave your soul and return with complete merit, but if you fail to survive, the gods will collapse and your soul will be annihilated.

There are two more!

There was a faint silver glow in the body and eyes of the One Inch God. I don't know if it was an illusion. Su Qinian clearly felt that the silver light was obviously much weaker than when he first encountered it before.

This kind of weakness does not mean that compared with the old man, the power of the tribulation thunder is weakened, but that Yindian itself, as far as he is concerned, seems to be because he once passed the tribulation on behalf of the old man and bathed in the rain of silver lightning. With the power of lightning, a little bit of lightning fell on his body, but he didn't feel very painful, and he didn't cause any harm to the god's body.

But that's all.

As the first tribulation thunder fell, it was cut to pieces with a single knife, black clouds rolled violently, silver lightning flickered densely, like a group of snakes dancing, Su Qinian suddenly felt a great life and death crisis, and his heart trembled. It is comparable to a third-rate master, it is hard to imagine how strong this second tribulation thunder will be.

She smiled wryly in her heart, but Su Qinian's eyes became colder and colder.

Rumble!

In an instant, the second tribulation thunder struck down.

The sound of thunder made Su Qinian's eyes tremble, and the body of the god was also shaken, almost showing signs of collapsing.

There can be silver electricity as thick as the mouth of a bowl, thick as mercury, and the vacuum fluctuates violently, setting off waves of pale vacuum air.

groan!

Su Qinian gritted his teeth, and the life-saving knife condensed with the energy of heaven and earth in his hand burst into immeasurable light. The sound of the knife was long and loud. Condensed in mid-air, a mouthful can be one foot long, like a real Hunyuan Qi knife.

The Hunyuan Qi Knife goes up against the sky, and vivid faces appear on the blade. This knife is Su Qinian's cherishment and longing for all life.

The sixth cut!

boom!

The vacuum distorts, and the majestic air waves sweep across, covering the void of hundreds of feet.

It was only half a breath, and with a bang, the Hunyuan Qi knife shattered, and the silver electricity fell like a broken bamboo. It's just that compared to before, the original thickness of the bowl has shrunk a circle after the knife.

"The God of Pregnancy establishes the way, the way of heaven is clear, Su Qinian has a clear conscience!"

Long silver hair danced wildly. Although he was only an inch tall, Su Qinian was standing in the air at this time, but he seemed to be infinitely tall. His back was as majestic as a mountain, with straight ridges and towering corners.

Even at this point, Su Qinian didn't bow his head. He didn't want to die, but it wasn't because he was afraid of death. He still had a lot of wishes unfulfilled. How could he be trapped in this place where souls melted into the sky? He wanted to break free and win freedom !

At the snap of his fingers, Su Qinian looked up at the sky. He looked directly at the dark clouds in the sky, robbing thunder and silver lightning, and his strong obsession turned into will, illuminating the soul, and the entire inch of the god's body was shining with dazzling silver light.

The death knife in his hand collapsed, and Su Qinian folded his hands together, holding them in the air.

While thinking, the primordial energy of heaven and earth seemed to be endless. On the top of Su Qinian's head, it once again gathered into a Hunyuan Qi knife that could be as long as ten feet. The chaotic light flickered, and when the silver lightning fell, reaching the height of ten feet above the head, it suddenly rose to a size of three feet.

This is the seventh cut of Hugh's life!

The true meaning of Xiuming contains endless freedom. As long as the spiritual will can support it, the power of this knife can be absorbed infinitely and grow infinitely.

hum!

In the second half of an instant, the three-foot Hunyuan Qi Knife went against the sky, and collided fiercely with the thunder and silver lightning. It was not earth-shattering as imagined, but a fine vacuum ripple, sounding like mosquitoes, centered on the two, towards The void in all directions swept across, and in an instant, the ripples in the vacuum surged more than ten feet away, turning into continuous waves. (Ask for a monthly ticket, everyone come to the starting point to support the genuine subscription.)

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