Peerless Tang Sect's Shepherd Star Silver Dragon

Chapter 337 Xuanwu 3
  The experimental area is specially set aside for disciples to experiment with, including new soul tools of the soul guidance system, self-created soul skills of the martial soul system, etc.

Xu Sanshi conducted a complete physical examination, and all the data was recorded by Si Muqing.

"Xu Sanshi, a friendly reminder, it's best to find someone to do it. This will make it easier to cure her psychological shadow. If it were you, it would be half the result with twice the result."

Si Muqing reminded him kindly, Beibei looked weird, are you asking him to take the initiative to wear a hat for you?
  Xu Sanshi shook his head and said: "Of course it's my own fault!"

"I hope you are happy." Si Muqing said without sincerity, "Are you ready?"

They have arrived at the experimental area. The desolate loess is undulating and large pits are scattered randomly.

"Of course." Xu Sanshi's steps were steady, as if facing a formidable enemy. There was deep curiosity in his eyes. What was Si Muqing going to do when he was sure that he could not take the initiative to start the evolution of his martial soul?
  Si Muqing pointed at the center of Xu Sanshi's eyebrows. This time, Si Muqing did not use the sword, but borrowed Yinlong's talent.

"The fire dragon controls flames, so the seven emotions and six desires can also be said to be fire!" Si Muqing raised the corners of his mouth, like a child who succeeded in playing a prank.

Beibei discovered that Xu Sanshi's expression changed after Si Muqing's instruction.

"Is the Silver Dragon so talented? It doesn't let other real dragons mix!" Beibei said subconsciously.

"Ha! You're kidding!" Si Muqing's last words came belatedly.

Anger, hatred, regret, resentment, jealousy and other negative emotions surged into his heart. Xu Sanshi gritted his teeth, veins popped out on his forehead, and he clenched his hands into fists.

"Ah! Isn't that enough?" Si Muqing's tone was frivolous, with a flash of coldness in his eyes.

The vast and boundless spiritual power, like the sea of ​​clouds and the blue sky, surged out from the center of Si Muqing's eyebrows.

The mental power distorted Xu Sanshi's perception, and in a daze, he seemed to have returned to the past.

The red candles shed tears, the curtains are light, the faint fragrance overflows, and the bright red words "Happy" are pasted on the doors and windows.

Next to him is a loyal servant who has followed his family for three generations, and is also his friend since childhood.

Xu Sanshi was sure of this, and now this servant was chattering beside him.

Xu Sanshi, whose mind was running slowly, could only understand one thing. Congratulations on getting what he wanted and having a beautiful woman in his arms. Now the woman is waiting for him in the bridal chamber.

Xu Sanshi stepped into the bridal chamber step by step. What he heard was gasping and moaning, and what he saw was being pushed up by red waves and being pressed to death.

"Why do I feel something is wrong?" Beibei frowned and took steps quietly.

"Maybe the stimulation is a bit too much?" Si Muqing said uncertainly, "I should have seen something similar to Ni Lin. Is Jiang Nannan so important to him?"

Blood filled his pupils, cyan veins pulsed under his skin, and his body began to swell.

Pure black halo gushed out from Xu Sanshi's blood and bone marrow. Behind him, a black turtle appeared first, with hard armor on its belly and back, and ancient patterns on its back emitting layers of halo. Then two points of scarlet appear in the black halo, and a python is coiled on the back of the turtle, spitting out letters.

The book is long, and this change only happens in an instant.

Xu Sanshi appeared to hold the Xuanming Turtle Shield in his hand, his blood pressure surged, and the surrounding air began to become as thick as water.

"Weapon martial souls can also be induced to evolve by bloodline evolution. It seems that the connection between bloodline and martial souls is deeper than I thought. The boundary between weapon martial souls and animal martial souls is also extremely blurred."

Si Muqing sighed and held the hilt of the sword in his hand, because Xu Sanshi had already set his sights on him.

"You! Looking for! Death!" The hoarse voice was like two pieces of pig iron rubbing against each other. "Looking for death?" Si Muqing smiled, "You are looking for death if you have the ability to kill me!"

"The Xuanming Tortoise Shield is, after all, a weapon spirit, not a beast spirit. The mythical beast Xuanwu has the reputation of being the best in the world in ancient times. I wonder how well you can use this Xuanming Shield?"

The spiritual power contained in the voice aroused Xu Sanshi's emotions, and the glimmer of clarity he tried to maintain in the end was submerged in the rioting seven emotions.

"Hiss..." Xu Sanshi's inhuman voice broke out from deep in his throat, and he smashed the tortoise shell shield in his hand.

The violent roar was like a big explosion, and the black halo instantly turned into dark green.

Si Muqing drew his sword and struck it down. The light of the sword was shining brightly, and the sharp edge that could tear the heaven and earth was revealed, just like the first ray of sunlight in the morning breaking through the darkness.

Turtles and snakes are entrenched, and an indestructible defense is formed. The power of Xuanwu is thick, releasing all its strength and transforming all kinds of magic.

Turtles and snakes were reflected in Si Muqing's pupils. The blade of the sword fell into the muddy air, and layers of force entangled it, eroding the edge of the Shepherd's Star Sword.

"Is there any movement?" Si Muqing was keenly aware of Xuanwu's core ability. Movement is yang, silence is yin, and Xuanming is the profound silence of water.

The Shepherd's Star Sword swallowed up the vast essence and soul power in Si Muqing's body. Si Muqing exhaled a breath of turbid air, and a flash of edge bloomed.

Star shadows hang in the sky, and a gorgeous and vast starry sky descends. In the Three Walls, Four Symbols, and Twenty-eight Constellations, evil stars such as Luohu Jidu, Qisha Pojun, etc. shine brightly, while the boundless purple energy surrounds the purple stars and falls on them. at the North Pole.

The starlight is as thin as silk and as bright as silver.

The sword intent evolved into the starry sky and pressed heavily against Xu Sanshi. Every ray of starlight was a constraint. This vast sea of ​​​​stars was Si Muqing's strongest means of suppression.

Turtle and snake roar, Xuanming vibration, Xuanming power, Xuanming turtle formation, Xuanwu replacement, Turtle God collision, the five major soul ring combinations, the color as bright as blood flows on the brand new soul ring.

"Another explosive ring." Si Muqing looked at this familiar scene. This move was similar to the Haotian Sect's explosive ring.

The power of a hundred thousand year soul ring shakes the void of stars.

The stars rotate, life and death bring misfortunes and blessings, the vast will is lofty and unpredictable, my heart is the heart of heaven, and my will is the will of heaven.

Si Muqing's eyes became tranquil, distant and indifferent, and the sword in his palm trembled.

The sword fight between the stars in the Great Zhou Dynasty uses the sun, moon and stars to move the destiny of heaven.

This sword was God's will and destiny. Facing the final explosion of Xu Sanshi's Xuanwu bloodline, Si Muqing also took out the prototype of his sword practice for the Great Zhou Tianxing Sword Fight.

It has to be said that Si Muqing's strength has indeed reached a certain level now, so he can still face Xu Sanshi's Xuanwu bloodline with ease, and can even test his own sword moves.

If you really have to face a life-and-death enemy, who would use immature abilities as a decisive blow!

Zhou Tianxing's sword fighting spirit suppressed Xu Sanshi's will, leaving a bloodstain between Xu Sanshi's eyebrows. The blood flowed down his face, but the madness in his tiger eyes remained unchanged.

"Beibei, collect blood and record changes in body data." The coldness in Si Muqing's eyes faded and he said to Beibei.

Upon hearing this, Beibei glanced at Xu Sanshi with pity and sympathy, glad that she had long lost the form of the Holy Dragon of Light.

(End of this chapter)