Chapter 427: Trapped in the Sea of Ink

These sudden things made Yun Luo fall into doubt, and the surroundings became very quiet, obviously on the sea, not to mention the rough waves, at least there will be ups and downs, but the surrounding black sea is like a mirror without a trace of rhythm, and the sailboat under him is even more motionless on the sea.

Except for some tiny water waves around the ship docking, there is nothing else moving at all, even the black clouds in the sky have not changed at all, which makes Yun Luo wonder if he is locked in an ink painting, and only in the painting will there be such a situation, there is a record in the ancient books that he read when he followed the master to practice, in ancient times, someone invented an enchantment with ink as a formation that can trap people in it, and if the ink does not move, the enchantment will not move, and the method of breaking it is even more difficult. You must have a strong talent for calligraphy and painting, so that you can disturb the ink realm with calligraphy and painting, disrupt the whole painting, and break the enchantment, but although Yun Luo boasts that his calligraphy and writing are not bad, he has not been involved in painting at all, after all, he usually can't use it.

In any case, try one or two first, get up and step on the light work, and suddenly a powerful gravity fell from the sky like a giant palm covering the sky and the sun, locking Yun Luo's movement in an instant, and the sword was transported in an instant, relying on the strong law of space, directly tearing a path through the surrounding space that exists or does not exist, relying on this power to break away from the restrictions of the boat, at the moment of leaving this range, several spiritual forces slashed like an invisible blade, and Yun Luo raised his hand to release sword intent, With the thought of the sword, he pushed away the incoming attack like a cloud: "What people! If you don't come out, I'll let you see it today! ”

As if in response to Yun Luo's provocation, all the ink in the enchantment surged out, and a black blade dripping with a little bit of deep ink emerged.

Yun Luo subconsciously touched the Acceptance Ring, but found that there was no Acceptance Ring in his hand at all, that is to say, it is very likely that he is not trapped in the enchantment now, but trapped in some kind of spiritual realm, Yun Luo's divine thoughts are strong, and the Immortal Feather Illusion Sword bursts out, and after a while, there are already thousands of divine thoughts turned into Qingfeng, but these sword blades are as weak as hitting a stone with an egg, and they are broken several times after only a few encounters, you must know that this is a sword blade made of Yunxiao Sword Intent, Even if it is a semi-finished product, it is impossible for an ordinary sword to shatter, that is, the sword that exists in this enchantment is likely to be the matching sword of the original owner of the formation, and the quality is close to that of the heirloom soldier, and it is very likely to be the heirloom blade.

But before he was obviously sailing on the sea, how could he encounter such a situation, between thoughts, Yun Luo had dodged several times in a row to dodge the attacking ink sword, each sword that attacked and killed was not stabbed towards a fatal position, deliberately avoiding the key position, but wanted to cripple Yun Luo to the point of cripple, so that he could not move, which made Yun Luo feel a nameless fire burning in his heart.

The yin and yang sword intent reversed and was crowned with the power of life and death, roaring and killing, everything around was stirred up by the sword intent, just like a chaotic big dye vat, the originally calm sea was driven by the yin and yang life and death sword intent, and the original sea of ink gradually turned into black scum under the influence of the sword intent, Yun Luo only then had some enlightenment, it turned out that this piece of ink sea was a trick used by the other party to confuse himself, and the real body that produced the effect was the sword condensed by these inks, because the opponent's sword hit itself, and the power of life and death was poured into it, As a result, it affected the sea of ink that was connected with the sword, and after all of it turned into ink slag, Yun Luo slowly fell and stood on the soft slag.

The previous ferocious sword intent did not continue to attack under the agitation of his yin and yang sword intent, but the enchantment did not collapse because of this, but ran as usual, without attacking, Yun Luo couldn't find any problem with this enchantment, just looked around and was anxious, after all, no matter how Shen Nian looked, he couldn't find the formation eye, no matter what the formation enchantment was, there was a formation eye, the enchantment was always that size, and no matter how powerful the formation was, it was just a variety of complex structures to cover the formation eye, When the opponent was tired of the formation, he couldn't spare time to find the formation eye, but now this ink sea enchantment is completely wrong, it doesn't have any place to store the formation eye, and even the underground under his feet that has become ink slag has been searched by Yun Luo, and the formation and enchantment that lock the opponent's divine consciousness have a fatal problem, that is, they must use their own divine consciousness as the boundary of the formation, otherwise such a formation cannot be established at all.

In this case, Yun Luo's divine thoughts turned into a sword again, the sword dance was light, the sword body was moving, a hundred birds were singing, the sound of heaven was heard for thousands of miles, and the sword blade was waved with a sword, but Mo Hai did not waver at all, as if he couldn't hear the sound of the sword that was enough to break through thousands of enchantments.

Yun Luo frowned: "Impossible, an enchantment that the sword of Xiaoge can't break, unless it is an enchantment with more than ten layers, can there be ten layers of enchantment made of such a layer of ink?" Are you kidding. ”

Saying this, Yun Luo suddenly paused, he felt that his guess may have been a little wrong from the beginning, it seems that this layer of misdirection is not just to shift his attention to the sea of ink, but has another plan, thinking of this, Yun Luo put away the sword of divine thought and sat cross-legged, and his body was quickly wrapped by the sword intent, forming a protective circle, these protections turned into by the sword intent of life and death, even the ink sword could not be broken, Yun Luo had such confidence to dare to comprehend with such confidence.

After a while, the immovable shape and meaning appeared from Yun Luo's body, the Immortal Ling Phantom Sword of Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Yuan, a shocking stinging sky, and the ice that broke through Yan Han.

The three Jiuxiao sword techniques move together, forming a very exquisite sword formation around Yun Luo's body, changing with one blow, if there is someone who understands the way of the sword here, you will find that Yun Luo's body continues to flash invisible sword intent, first all kinds of sword intent at the same time, and then each sword reveals the atmosphere of the sea and the sky, and finally turns into a deadly sword kill, each sword contains a change of three or three nine, which makes people unguardable, and in the end, these sword intentions that roar like a storm are all back to a point after Yun Luo breathes lightly, It's like the sea after being swept by stormy waves, and there is no change as usual, which is the hidden sword method of the heavenly sting.

This time, Yun Luo opened his eyes again, and another day had passed, only to see him slowly stand up and regain his muscles and bones, and then said: "Untie the Sword Realm, otherwise don't blame me for fighting with you with the Sword Realm, and it will not end well at that time." ”