I am a martial god, proving the way with a sword

Chapter 207
Hearing this, the three spirit gods came back to their senses and felt a chill running down their spines. Ming Yangzong couldn't help but say: "The master's wisdom is rare in the world! I didn't expect that everything was planned by the master. He is too strong."

"Oh my god, Mr. Zhengqing is also very powerful. He can see so clearly." Song Tong couldn't help but be speechless.

Zeng Kerou's voice was soft and sweet, but also seemed to remind her: "We must also assist the Lord with all our heart and fulfill his great wish!"

The ministers all want to assist the Ming Lord, and the spirits and gods now feel more and more that Song Boyu is the Ming Lord with great talents and lofty plans, while the four spirits are the ministers who created the grassroots and the ministers. They are really lucky. !

"In order to be safe, we will personally enter Cui Zhu Bo's dream, and then come to tell him one or two, so that he and the lord will be of the same mind!" Chen Zhengqing clapped his hands and said through gritted teeth.

The other three people are also cruel. This is not an easy task. You must know that although Cui Zhubo is only a ninth-grade official, he is still an official with dragon energy to protect him. It will take a toll on your vitality.

Song Boyu didn't know the thoughts and plans of these spirits. After affixing a seal to his room to avoid interference, he took off his clothes and covered him, and soon fell asleep.

The familiar giant crane rock, the familiar bright and waning moon, the familiar dream bubble.

Song Boyu directly chose the dark dream bubble where the murderous intentions and resentment of the human crocodile, bronze corpse puppet emperor, etc. were mixed together.

Now his strength has reached the realm of divine travel. He has more than 4 rays of innate Yuan Qi in his body. He has already started to master the meritorious Yangshen and the meritorious holy body. He also has nine kinds of sword energy, divine jade black-yellow eyes, first-grade meritorious fire lotus, and solid body. The Jianqiu Seal and the Merit Jiao Sword Spirit have reached the peak of their current strength, just right to challenge this strange dream.

As he touched this dark dream bubble, the scene changed instantly and reality came.

It was pitch black, you couldn't see your fingers, the air was filled with a fishy smell, and there were chaotic roars all around, and all kinds of negative emotions such as malice, murderous thoughts, resentment, unwillingness, etc. were mixed together.

As soon as he came into this strange historical scene, Song Boyu was attacked. He had to fight back frantically, and the nine sword energies washed away the surrounding area like a long river.

"The strength is not very strong. If it is this level, I'm afraid it can't be..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Boyu was hit by an arrow that came unexpectedly. If he hadn't reacted very quickly and bit the arrow with his front teeth in the midst of the lightning flashes, he would have been humiliated on the spot.

Although this arrow is not enough to break the defense, it is embarrassing enough.

Song Boyu put away his contempt and immediately responded with a white gold sword energy as fast as a thunderous thunder, killing him.

After that, there were waves of enemies, and the composition was extremely complex. There were decent monks, heretical cultivators, demons, and spirits.

As for strength, it stacks up like waves, each wave stronger than the last.

Song Boyu was very comfortable at the beginning, but gradually became tense, and finally stretched to the left and right, and finally under the joint attack of No.40 three waves and No.40 four waves of enemies, he was outnumbered and killed on the spot.

In the Yinyue Dreamland, Song Boyu was lying on the rock holding the crane, his eyes were wide open, and he was panting hard.

He had experienced death many times, but it was such a tragic death. He was torn apart and eaten by monsters and monsters. The solid holy body was torn into hundreds or thousands of pieces. The rice-sized Yang Shen was killed by three heads before he could escape a few steps. The rotten wolf king swallowed it in one gulp and melted and refined it bit by bit with the rotten juice.

It was simply too tragic to remember. His eyes were bloodshot and he felt very painful.

His own murderous sword energy is very unstable, it seems to have absorbed a large amount of killing intent and is transforming.

"Why doesn't Silver Moon send down its moonlight to fade my memory?"

After a long time, Song Boyu got up and murmured to himself.

The silver moon flickered, and the moonlight really fell, but it didn't help him dilute his memory, but turned into crystal crane-shaped characters.

"Dilution of memory means that all your experiences are like a dream, and everything you gained in the dream just melts away. Do you really want it? You can only harvest the bloody murderous historical scene once. Once it fades, you can never get it again. get."

After seeing this text, Song Boyu suppressed the discomfort, nausea, fear, and impulse in his heart, slowly sat up, and adjusted his state. The dream suddenly collapsed, and his consciousness returned to reality.

After carefully checking his body, Song Boyu didn't see any changes. Even if he scanned the body with the sacred light of the divine jade black-yellow eyes, except for the congestion, swelling and pain in his eyes, everything else remained the same.

Entering the dreamland again, Song Boyu held back his anger and lowered his voice and asked: "Excuse me, what did you gain? Is it just swelling and pain in both eyes?

My Yin Shen, physical body, innate Yuan Qi, sword energy, merit fire lotus, sword hill mark, and divine jade black and yellow eyes themselves have not changed at all. "

The silver light flickers, and the crystal clear text reappears.

"Find a strong person and fight with him, and you will understand clearly. Do not enter the dark dreamland again in the near future, lest your pure Taoist heart will be polluted, and you will completely fall into the lower realm of war."

Song Boyu hesitated for a moment. The only powerful enemies were the giant strange warrior in Xiao Huowang's dream and the arowana in Daze's dream. Without hesitation, Song Boyu entered Daze's dream again, looking for the red-eyed sword-scaled arowana, and fought again. !

Although he has yet to fight with one after being promoted to the realm of divine movement, Song Boyu is so familiar with the dragon fish that he knows every move and every move by heart, and can easily make judgments.

The battle was about to break out. This time Song Boyu did not use the forbidden human crocodile fangs, which was almost cheating, and directly used the fugue state to fight with all his means.

Whether it was an illusion or not, he felt that fighting was extremely smooth and natural, as if there was an instinct in fighting that was faster and more sensitive than his conscious reaction.

He fought with the Dragon Fish for nearly a thousand rounds, and then he gradually lost his vitality and fell into the inferior position.

Just when Song Boyu thought he would lose, the dragon fish on the opposite side was too eager and exposed a flaw. Song Boyu didn't even think about it and directly made a move. The first-grade merit fire lotus turned into a stream of light and hit the opponent's critical point. The victory was instantaneous!
"What's going on? I obviously haven't made any progress, but I feel that I have made a lot of progress! Although the realm of divine movement is extremely rich, with sword energy rainbow light, physical sword hill mark, and [-] innate Yuan Qi, it is not as good as counterattack. I’m an arowana from three realms, right?”

Song Boyu, who felt a little unreal, entered the dream state many times, not only killing the dragon fish again and again, but also faster and faster each time. When fighting, he seemed to have awakened a new consciousness, which was incredible.

Returning to the Silver Moon Dreamland, Song Boyu blurted out his question: "I seem to have a soul that awakens during battle? What's going on!"

The crystal clear crane-shaped characters appeared, and Song Boyu gradually understood, with a mixed expression.

"I see, the more rounds I defeat in the battle in the dark dream, the more active my own fighting instinct will be. Once I enter the battle, this state will be stimulated.

The so-called pitch-black dream can certainly sharpen the sword spirit with murderous intent, but more importantly, it is the endless battle, which can be called a fighting dream or a crazy fighting dream.

The dream will absorb the enemies I defeat and continue to transform and strengthen. If the dream transforms to the extreme and has 99 waves of enemies and I defeat them all, the dream will disappear, and my Yang Shen will obtain the crazy fighting eyes, which can be manifested in the physical body at any time. This kind of precious eye has great power and side effects!

With this double pupil, you will gain extremely strong combat intuition, fatal weakness observation and combat deduction capabilities during combat. You will integrate your own combat power and exert a terrifying effect of doubling your combat power!
But such a precious eye must come with an unimaginable price. Every time it is used, it will deteriorate one point, irreversibly, and eventually turn into a red-haired, double-eyed killing ape. "

Seeing this, Song Boyu almost wanted to seal this pitch-black dream forever, never to be contaminated again.

However, the crane-shaped characters flickered, and soon changed into new characters.

"Every price must be eliminated."

(End of this chapter)