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The Mixed Yuan Qi Knife collided with the Tribulation Thunder Silver Lightning, and time and space seemed to freeze at this moment.

The continuous infusion of the primordial qi of heaven and earth, as Su Qinian's divine spirit body grasped the void, continued to lead, compared to the past, I don't know how many times more powerful.

Despite this, compared to the second tribulation thunder and silver lightning that came at this moment, it was still overstretched.

In an instant, the Chaos Vitality Knife soared again, reaching a length of four zhang, and the Chaos Knife was blazing and sharp, as if it was about to break through the sky.

Boom!

Just an instant, the Sizhang Mixed Yuan Qi Knife shattered again, and the thunder and silver lightning that was originally as thick as a bowl also shrunk to the thickness of a thumb, and with a pop, it pierced the entire chest of the one-inch divine body.

The whole body shook violently, and the spiritual consciousness began to blur, and the original pale silver one-inch divine spirit body gave birth to fine cracks at this time, and this crack gradually spread throughout the entire divine spirit body, as if the next moment, it was about to completely collapse and dissipate into nothingness.

Su Qiannian coughed up blood, and what he spit out was a kind of blood, which was glowing with silver rays and almost transparent, and the breath that originally belonged to the divine body was weakened to the extreme, and the induction of the void in all directions, piercing through the void, and seeing the divine power of the origin, also gave birth to signs of fading.

Really, I can't hold it!

Mentally sluggish, if it weren't for Su Qinian's strong will and refusal to die, the divine spirit body would collapse immediately, but right now, the third thunderstorm can't be taken no matter what.

Now, Su Qiannian finally understood why the martial arts of the Han Dynasty were able to reach the tenth layer of the top-level foundation building skill so rarely, such a catastrophe. For a person who has not yet built a foundation for martial arts, it is simply ten deaths.

Su Qinian was unwilling. Life and death don't matter to him, it's important. He still has his parents who have not yet fulfilled their filial piety, trapped in the depths of the prison, and his brother who suffered, and was sent to the bitter cold land of the Beihai frontier, and there was no news.

The reason why he set up a way to retire is to find out a lot of charms and ghosts, follow the heavens and retire, suppress evil and promote good.

Not for self-cultivation, Qi family to rule the country and level the world, not for the sake of sainthood. Just ask for a clear conscience, cut off all evils, and prove justice and justice.

This is the way of the pregnant god, not obeying the heavenly immortals, not worshipping the saints of the world, not seeking to be born by the common people, only seeking to be worthy of oneself, and the thoughts are unimpeded.

The clouds rolled, and the silver lightning pierced through the air. The thunder shook the soul, the third thunder and silver lightning began to brew, the terrifying waves gradually stopped, and the originally tyrannical boundless sea. At this time, it was calmed down under this oppressive atmosphere, and even undisturbed.

The spirit of the gods wants to collapse, and Su Qinian's obsession. The more life and death are on the line, the more vigorous they are. The will is bound, just to stay in this world for one more moment.

Feel the destructive qi above the nine heavens. Su Qiannian even trembled and opened his arms, embracing the void, trying his best to take it, wanting to use the seventh sword of resignation again.

Boom!

The slightest wisps of heaven and earth origin qi gathered, and on Su Qinian's inch-sized divine spirit, several cracks collapsed, and the wounds began to fade and return to nothingness.

Wutian Pillar Mountain, Jinding Taihe Palace.

An old man with a thin figure and a hunched back sat cross-legged on the futon and snored, and when he opened his eyes, he yawned, and his eyes showed a little surprise, but soon, a faint smile appeared on the corner of the old man's mouth.

"As always, as always......"

The old man muttered, and then his eyelids fought, and with a tilt of his head, he fell into a deep sleep.

A place where souls melt away.

On Su Qinian's body, cracks collapsed one after another, the silver mang collapsed, and his whole person was fading, as if he was going to disappear from this world forever and return to nothingness.

The Qi of Heaven and Earth Origin converged and condensed into a Mixed Yuan Qi Knife, but it was only a few feet long.

An inch of the god's body began to glow at the center of his eyebrows, Su Qiannian didn't care, at this moment, all the spiritual will fell on this knife, even if the mantis arm was used as a car, even if the grasshopper shook the tree, he would never be restrained.

"Shun Tian's life, rest people's life, rest one's own life, die and live, and know the righteousness of yin and yang. ”

At this moment, Su Qinian was reborn with enlightenment, and Yu Xiu's true meaning comprehension was deeper, and the edge on the mixed vitality qi knife became more and more condensed, although the whole qi knife was only four feet long, it gradually condensed like a substance, as if it really existed in the world.

Rumble!

Suddenly, the third tribulation thunder and silver lightning finally descended.

The clouds rolled, and in the central place, silver electricity tore through layers of black clouds, like a silver dragon breaking free from its shackles and swooping down towards Su Qinian.

The silver electricity with the thickness of a person's waist is like a dragon, and the vacuum sets off stormy waves, this qi machine is too strong, as soon as it comes, Su Qinian's barely condensed four-foot mixed yuan qi knife, even if it is condensed, it will collapse inch by inch, and even the qi machine can't withstand it.

At the foot of Wudang Mountain.

In the pavilion next to the Sword Solving Stone, two young Daoists on duty, who were a little drowsy, were startled, and heard a faint sound of swords.

As soon as the two of them jumped up, they saw that behind the sword stone, the long knife covered with rust and about four feet long began to tremble, and the mottled rust on the knife body began to peel off after precipitating endless years, revealing a dark and warm blade as black and moist as ink jade, simple and unpretentious.

This is......

The two of them glanced at each other, and they were all taken aback, this unknown long knife, but it has stood for an extremely long time behind this sword breaking stone, and even when it appeared, it is impossible to test, and there is no clear record in the Wudang historical records, but even if it is the top primordial god figure of the peaks and veins of the past dynasties, someone has also made a move, but it has not been able to pull it out, why is there such a change today?

Boom!

Immediately, without waiting for the two of them to react, the long knife rose from the ground, levitating in the air, and an indescribable qi spread out, instantly sweeping the entire Wudang Mountain.

Airplanes!

In an instant, in the entire territory of Wudang Mountain, many disciples, deacons, Dharma protectors, elders, and even the lord of a peak and a line, the Yuan Shen Zhenren, and the blades with them began to tremble, as if they sensed something, this trembling sound was not surrender, but there was a faint taste of anger.

Well?

In an instant, the eyes of many top Yuanshen figures converged, penetrating the long distance, and landed at the foot of Wudang Mountain.

It's it!

Many Yuanshen real people were shocked in their hearts, this knife was really strange, they had known it for a long time, and there were even people who tried it, they couldn't destroy it, they couldn't pull it out, how it was suddenly born today, this is a bit intriguing.

Whew!

Abruptly, only after seeing the sword stone, the nameless long knife slashed in the air, and the void was torn open like a crack in a pitch-black hole, and even if the sword flashed, it disappeared into it and disappeared.

What the!

The pupils of the true people of the Yuan Yuan God contracted, and with the knife just now, almost no one could see the trajectory clearly, it was too fast, the void was cut open, and there was no suffocation at all, and at this time, no sharp qi machine could be captured, as if it had disappeared into Wudang Mountain.

The top of the purple gold Guanghua Building.

Jin Guang Zhenren frowned, and in the dark, he had an inexplicable premonition, and as soon as his eyes turned, he fell to the top of the Qingyang Peak.

At this point, half an hour is fleeting.

Qingzhu Zhenren sighed, looking at the figure of the young man who still had no breath, leaving the soul and melting into the sky, more than half of it did not return, throughout the ages, few people could return to the world for more than half an hour, some martial arts and wild histories may be recorded, but there is no evidence, so it has always been regarded as nonsense.

A place where souls melt away.

Su Qinian's divine body collapsed, and the third thunderstorm had not yet arrived, but the qi machine fell, and no matter how condensed his spiritual will was, he could no longer restrain the trend of collapse.

His eyes began to blur, only the last obsession did not dissipate, Su Qinian's eyebrows lit up, his eyes widened, and he wanted to watch the thunder fall, and under this heavenly calamity, he would end the lives of the two lives.

Laugh at!

Without the slightest warning, Su Qinian had a whim, and suddenly he sensed, and he saw that above his head, the void was torn apart, and a long knife like black jade came, and the Xuanwu body hugged the four-foot knife body, and there was a feeling of blood connection.

Even though the rust on the blade has peeled off, how familiar the breath of the vicissitudes of those years is, Su Qinian can see at a glance that this is clearly the nameless long knife that has been silent for a long time behind the Wudang Sword Solving Stone.

Thundered!

The clouds rolled, and the moment this nameless long knife appeared, it seemed to be out of anger.

However, without waiting for the slightest movement of the clouds, the nameless long knife vibrated and a wisp of qi was revealed, what kind of wisp of qi was this, in an instant, Su Qinian seemed to see the change of years, countless figures, demons and monsters flashed away in front of his eyes, it was a wide and inexplicable long river, rushing and flowing, not up or down, not east, not west, not south or north, I don't know where to go.

Accompanied by this wisp of qi, there was a sharp qi that made the void tremble, and in an instant, along with the falling third tribulation thunder and silver lightning, and even the inky tribulation clouds that gathered in the sky, they all silently split into two, and collapsed in an instant.

Su Qinian was dumbfounded, at the moment when the thunder and silver lightning collapsed, he was a little clearer, and then, the shattered silver electricity turned into a rain of light and fell.

So comfortable!

As soon as he came into contact with the light rain, Su Qinian couldn't help but take a light breath, and the originally collapsed divine spirit body stopped at once, and healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just a few breaths, the god body that was about to collapse and disperse was restored to its original state, Su Qinian bathed in silver and lightning and stood up, feeling all kinds of changes in the god body, after breaking and standing, the god body was no longer as transparent as before, there was a sense of condensation, and it slowly became translucent, and the light silver brilliance on the body was also a little richer.

Looking at the world in front of him again, the layers of void are vaguely clear, although it is still like seeing flowers in the fog, hazy, but the grasp of the void in the four directions is clearly and deeply.

When the last drop of silver lightning rain was absorbed by the god's body, almost in a thought, the long ink-like knife hanging above the sky shrunk to half an inch long and fell into the hands of the god's body.

A kind of thought of consummation, suddenly in the spirit of breeding, Su Qinian stared at the long knife like ink in his hand, he tried to urge, and found that the divine body trembled, and there was a sign of mental malaise in a moment. (Ask for a monthly pass, everyone will support genuine subscription.) (To be continued.) )