Buzzing!

A little bit of white jade sword, like a star around the moon, turned into a white vast cloud and mist, and the cold moon knife surged endlessly.

"Not good!"

Wu Ming's heart froze, and he subconsciously grabbed the hilt of the sword, but this divine weapon, which was almost in line with his own mind, actually showed the same resistance as when he was the first envoy.

The moment the palm touched the hilt, there was a huge force erupting out, the shocking arm was numb, and the tiger's mouth was stinging.

"How so?"

Wu Ming was puzzled and looked at his left hand in a daze.

This knife has not been short for him, and it is because of him that he slowly recovers his vitality, and when he used his seven stars to refine his heart, he drew the light of the seven stars into the abandoned battle realm, and only then did he re-condense a wisp of origin and re-enter the ranks of Taoist weapons.

It can be said that it is its most handy blade!

Click!

Before he had time to think about it, a sound like a grinding sound of a machine flashed into his ears, which made him startled.

When he looked up, he saw that after being awakened, he released such a powerful power, and in a battle with the Cold Moon Knife, it seemed that the consumption was extremely high, and the gradually closing knife pattern shells actually opened and closed the shells again.

What's even more terrifying is that layers of lines are lit up on the surface of the shell, like the cloud pattern of the blade, and it is like a strange beast opening its eyes, exuding even more amazing and strange aura fluctuations.

Wu Ming only felt a tingling scalp and tremble, as if he was being targeted by some peerless murderous thing that had been sleeping for eternity and suddenly woke up!

"Bloodline Awakening!"

When he saw that the light of the stars was shining with the shell knife pattern, pulling the white jade starlight back, Wu Ming's heart contracted for a while, and he couldn't care about anything else, and frantically ran the "Innate Gong" and "Ming Wang Fudongzun" mental methods.

Airplanes!

The blood-golden light and shadow that stretched for thousands of feet seemed to be pulled and wriggled like a living thing, reintegrating into its body.

Wu Mingnai is an extreme martial artist in the body refining realm, and his control over his own flesh and blood has long been wonderful, as long as he does not die, even if a drop of blood flows out, he can take it back without being affected.

It's just that he has cultivated all the way to the present, and when refining his physical body, he has used too many heavenly and earthly treasures to assist, even if it is not as erysipelas as an elixir, and even the refining is extremely pure, but in the end, it is a medicinal stone.

In this way, there is a trace of imperceptible golden stone essence integrated into the body, if it is single, it is easy to say, but there are too many types, it seems a little complicated.

Ordinary people may not be able to see it, and even a half-saint is nothing, but if you want to achieve the realm of the golden body, you will inevitably be affected.

Now with the help of the sword qi here, he has been re-tempered, especially the power of the last two holy swords colliding with each other, which is of great help to Wu Ming himself.

As long as you have enough time to retreat and cultivate for a period of time, you will be able to completely match the tempered blood and qi with yourself, so that you can truly become a flawless martial body, and lay a solid and perfect foundation for achieving the holy path golden body in the future.

But now, a body of blood and qi is tempered by the sword qi here, although it still belongs to Wu Ming, but in the end, it is re-tempered, and it is a little more unfamiliar.

Now that the Cold Moon Knife is about to drain the essence of the sword qi here, the sword pattern shells feel threatened, the inspired bloodline awakens, thousands of sword patterns bloom with brilliance, and the void that is stirred up is shaken, and even Wu Ming's recovery of his own blood qi has been affected.

"Damn, how did you forget that the origin of the Cold Moon Sword Holy Dao is made by integrating the essence of heaven and earth stars, and the sword pattern shell here is also born by swallowing the essence of stars!"

Wu Ming was so anxious that he desperately restrained his own blood qi, and even did not hesitate to consume his spiritual power, urging the mountain and sea boundary beads to release their strongest power and expand outward, so as to prevent their blood qi from being dispersed by the sword qi that rushed into the sky.

If anyone is here, they will be shocked to find that above the vast sea, a white jade light like the sun rises again.

It's just that unlike before, it was just an irregular group of light before, but at this time, it was like a golden-white knife-patterned shell, slowly forming between heaven and earth.

It was densely covered with sword patterns that exuded an astonishing aura, wisps of lightning flickering, although each one was far less powerful than the previous sword qi, but so many gathered in one place, it had the power to make the demi-saints frightened.

What is especially terrifying is that the knife pattern shell of this pure energy body is like a living thing, every time the knife pattern flashes, a roar sounded between heaven and earth, like a heart beating, and like a drum!

"Bloodline awakening, spiritual recovery!"

Cold sweat gradually rose on Wu Ming's forehead, and a terrifying phantom like a sky and earth was reflected in his eyes.

Obviously, the star sword qi that has been accumulated for many years is in danger of being plundered, and it was once a member of the Sea Clan, but due to the evolution of heaven and earth, the sword pattern shell that has been suppressed has a sense of recovery.

The only thing that made Wu Ming a little happy and a little bitter was that the other party was made of thousands of sword patterns and Bei Lingzhi's miscellaneous thoughts, and he was pulled out on his own, and he couldn't be regarded as a real half-saint.

But with such a huge power, even if it is an ordinary demi-saint, it is far incomparable!

At this time, the Cold Moon Knife seemed to be unconscious, the light and shadow on the autumn rainbow-like blade flashed, and the seven plain and inconspicuous, as if the spoon-like lines of the Big Dipper were blooming, and they were actually pulling the white jade light that was escaping outward towards themselves again.

Animism!

The sword pattern shell is for self-preservation, and the bloodline awakens and the spirit recovers, and the Cold Moon Knife is the same, because the pure star sword qi here is enough to make up for part of its origin power!

This is also the fundamental reason why, obviously Wu Ming's divine sense imprint still shows great resistance!

Rao is Wu Ming saw the opportunity early, but he still failed to recover all the blood qi, and was even more disturbed by the mixed sword pattern shell energy body, as if there were countless invisible divine blades, in an instant, dense as rain slashing on the silver-white light and shadow of about a thousand zhang.

Crunch!

In the piercing roar, the light and shadow trembled endlessly, and the agitated silver-white light splashed everywhere, like a flat boat fluttering in the wind and rain.

At this moment, all living beings within the scope of their own territory are enemies!

"Boom!"

Wu Ming snorted, his face turned white and white, and his heart flashed with anger.

Now that part of the blood qi has not returned to the body, the strength has been greatly damaged, let alone now, even if it is in the peak state, it may not be able to block this kind of sword qi to add to the body.

But now, it is impossible to be good, and if you blindly tolerate it, you are more likely to limit yourself to an extremely unfavorable situation!

"Since you want to fight, I'll fight with you!"

Wu Ming's heart was horizontal, his eyes were fierce, and he suddenly stretched out his left hand and grabbed the Cold Moon Knife again.

Airplanes!

As before, the Cold Moon Knife released an extremely resisting power, isolating the touch of his palm, obviously his spiritual origin, swallowing the power of the stars, restoring his body's instinct, and still suppressing Wu Ming's divine sense imprint.

"Drink!"

Wu Ming was unmoved, allowing the sword qi to crisscross in the palm of his hand, flesh and blood splashing, and even exposing the white bones of Sensen, and at the same time urging the imprint of divine consciousness, transmitting the will to fight to the whole body of the Cold Moon Knife.

There is no imaginary obedience, or rather, Wu Ming's usual style of acting, timid, and even only at critical moments, he will use it, which does not conform to the spirituality of the Cold Moon Knife itself, so that the meaning of resistance is only a little slow.

Click!

At this moment, the Knife Pattern Shell Energy Body suddenly cracked, and the jade-colored humanoid light and shadow hidden inside it unfolded six shell wings, like a giant blade in the sky, Wei Ling's side.

The ability of each Wing Sword is not weaker than the Star Giant Knife that fought against the Cold Moon Sword before!

Above the demon sea, which has no stars, there is a surge of wind and clouds, like the light of the sky, and the sun, moon and stars gather.

Born with a vision, a half-saint power!

Airplanes!

Xu was oppressed by the Knife Pattern Bei's half-saint energy body, and the Cold Moon Knife's spirituality against Wu Ming weakened again, and finally let his divine sense imprint spread all over his body again.

"What about a demi-saint!"

Wu Ming felt the cold moon knife that trembled gently, not afraid, but indomitable battle intent.

I finally knew why every time I fought, my own strength would be almost exhausted by the Cold Moon Knife, and even if I cultivated to a great advance, I would still collect as much as possible.

It's that their own fighting intent is not condensed enough, and they often rely on conspiracy layout, rather than their own fighting will and fighting, so that the spirit of the Cold Moon Knife, a Dao weapon, has to inspire all its strength to resist the enemy.

A soldier bears a nest of bears!

The previous owners of the Cold Moon Knife, each of them was a peerless swordsman who dared to fight the heavens and the earth, and even if he died, he was indomitable, and his spirituality was deeply rooted in this idea.

Life never stops, and the battle doesn't stop!

Even though the origin collapsed, the spiritual instinct of the Cold Moon Knife still did not change!

"Fight!"

As soon as he thought of this, Wu Ming's eyes faintly flashed with brilliant brilliance, as if his whole person had changed, and he was actually holding a knife in his left hand, and he rushed towards the sword pattern shell energy body that exuded true half-saint power.

"Kill!"

In a trance, there was a dull roar between heaven and earth, as if he was furious after being provoked, and the two of the six wings on the side of the energy body suddenly trembled, and they turned into arms and slashed down with a bay wing knife.

"Kill!"

Wu Ming also shouted vigorously, as if he had gathered all his strength in one place, poured it into his left arm, and spread it out to the sky.

There are no complicated moves to the prelude, and there is no earth-shattering energy surging, only so simple that it can no longer be simple to slash at will.

Call!

What is amazing is that the invisible Heaven and Earth Vitality, especially those star sword lights that were pulled by both sides, actually disappeared and became invisible in an instant.

To be exact, it was integrated into the cold moon sword qi that slashed out!

The sword qi that is only the size of a zhang is inferior to the movement of the strong grandmaster's full force, but it seems to have the ability to destroy the heavens and the earth, and it is invincible!

Click!

The two bay wing knives overlapped, and the cold moon sword qi was in the middle node, and after emitting a piercing explosion, they both collapsed and shattered, turning into thousands of stars and escaping into the void.

Wu Ming was pleasantly surprised to find that this sword slash only consumed thirty percent of his own strength, which was much less than before, and it had reached the power of a half-saint.

Or rather, infinitely close!

The coercion emitted by this energy body is indeed a real half-saint, but the power is too great, and it has produced a qualitative change.

Moreover, the will is the bloodline will of self-protection awakened after the frightened Knife Pattern Bei Clan, and its control over power is far less than that of Wu Ming.

After observing the Tianyan War Knife, Wu Ming had a deeper understanding of simplifying the complex, and played a miraculous effect of breaking the surface with points.

Not only that, but the Cold Moon Knife also burst out with the strongest power to slash it out with one blow!

"Roar!"

The energy body roared angrily, and the four bay blades shook, and they all rose high, and they were all together, turning into a giant knife of ten thousand stars, slashing into the air.