Turning his gaze, Shi Xiaole looked through the clouds and mist, and then looked at the highest points of other mountain peaks, and found the thick and majestic Supreme Sword Dao, the domineering Supreme Spear Dao, the complex and mysterious Supreme Martial Dao, and so on.

In addition to these supreme avenues, there are clearly many different kinds of supreme avenues, but the supreme avenues that are magnificent and powerful to the extreme, including the avenues of life and death.

"What the hell is up there, one day, I'll go up and see it. ”

Retracting his gaze, Shi Xiaole sat at an altitude of 100,000 meters and began to comprehend the power of the supreme sword path around him.

Day after day, there was silence, as if time had stopped.

It's three years in the blink of an eye.

A storm of sword qi that pierced everything and had nothing to stop, with Shi Xiaole as the center, suddenly spread to all sides, and actually formed a confrontation with the supreme sword dao storm that attacked.

This means that Shi Xiaole's kendo realm has caught up with the kendo realm here, and he can stay here safely without urging the avenue of life and death.

Looking at himself inwardly, the power of his heart sword increased from six hundred and thirty wisps in the past, reaching an astonishing six hundred and fifty wisps.

What kind of concept is this, Shi Xuanzhong, who has not become a semi-broken level powerhouse, only has six hundred and thirty-five wisps of heart martial power.

At this moment, Shi Xiaole's strength had already surpassed Shi Xuanzhong at that time, allowing him to confidently defeat the Heavenless Sword Venerable who had recovered from his injuries.

But that's not enough.

Shi Xiaole estimated that he was still more than 10,000 meters away from the straight trunk at the highest point, and immediately threw away all distractions and rushed up again.

Soon after, Shi Xiaole raised more than 5,000 meters on the original foundation.

The power of the supreme sword path here is unimaginably terrifying, just like every inch of space is compressed ten times more sword power than below, and once it explodes, it is enough to destroy everything in the world.

Zizizi......

Shi Xiaole's hair and green shirt were all cut into pieces, and there were countless fine blood marks on the surface of his skin. With every blood mark, compressed sword power penetrated into his body, directly attacking his soul body.

Holding Yuan Shouyi, Shi Xiaole mustered all his strength, and cooperated with his lifelong cultivation and the avenue of life and death to be able to resist it, and then began to comprehend it wholeheartedly.

A quiet space that makes people forget the passage of time. The straight trunk that stood at the end of the sky, occasionally swaying, the branches and leaves swaying, created a storm of sword power that destroyed the Supreme below.

A figure was worn out and reorganized, reorganized and worn out again, over and over again, and at the worst time, only a few crystal white bones were left on the body, which would disappear at any time.

Years.

I don't know how long it has been.

That figure suddenly merged with the surrounding sword power storm, you have me, I have you, feel free to bend a little, the sword power storm was actually used by him, turning into thousands of long swords.

"The power of the heart sword has reached six hundred and eighty wisps, but this should also be my limit. ”

Shi Xiaole exhaled a long breath, not knowing whether to be happy or helpless.

Everyone's mental strength has a limit, according to the standards of today's Dongsheng world, the mental strength of fifty emperors is generally between five hundred and five hundred and thirty.

The mental strength of the Heavenly King is not much different from that of many emperors, and the difference between the two sides is only the martial arts realm and other aspects.

When he arrived at the giant, his qualifications were raised to a higher level, and his mental strength was about between five hundred and thirty wisps and five hundred and fifty wisps.

As for the supreme of the highest rank, many are no different from the giants. The first-class supreme is slightly higher, and the mental strength is about between five hundred and fifty wisps and five hundred and eighty wisps.

The top supreme is between five hundred and eighty wisps and six hundred and ten wisps, which is basically the ultimate that human beings can achieve.

At this point, every increase in mental strength is as difficult as reaching the sky, although it will not cause a surge in strength, but it can also reflect a slight gap.

If it is increased by ten wisps, it must be a grade.

The six hundred and thirty-five wisps of martial power in Shi Xuan are definitely shocking. He fused two more clones, and his mental limit was likely to increase again, reaching another level.

But no matter how much you improve, it is almost impossible to reach six hundred and eighty wisps, so the power of Shi Xiaole's heart sword is enough to shock the past and the present, not to mention the unprecedented.

Taking out the hourglass from the system space, Shi Xiaole knew that fifty years had passed, plus the previous three years, and the time in other worlds, he had disappeared for nearly sixty years.

However, Shi Xiaole is not worried about the situation in Dongsheng World, unless it is the mysterious person who makes a move, the soul power extends to the outside world, and finds that everything is calm, Shi Xiaole takes a break and continues to rush up.

This time he rose more than three thousand meters, and he was only more than two thousand meters away from the bottom of the straight trunk. A heavy, depressing, and boundless sharp aura came from above, making Shi Xiaole's soul body tremble.

He raised his head, the diameter of the tree trunk, covering the sky and the sun, like an unfathomable black hole, sensing that a mortal wanted to approach, in the black hole, suddenly evolved thousands of divine swords.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, Shi Xiaole's face was pale, and he was suppressed by this breath for hundreds of meters, and when he stabilized his body, the whole person looked a little sluggish.

The supreme sword path gathers all the sword essence that has existed in a world from ancient times to the present, even if there is only one wisp, and there are high and low, but countless wisps are combined together, and they are not the ability of any individual.

Just now, Shi Xiaole just accidentally touched the Supreme Sword Dao, causing such consequences, it is hard to imagine, if he is really the enemy of the Supreme Sword Dao and tries to conquer, what kind of power will the latter burst out?

In this world, is there really a Sword Emperor?

At this moment, even Shi Xiaole's determination was shaken a little.

You need to know that his current strength can easily crush himself fifty years ago, and the semi-broken level powerhouse does not come out, and he truly sweeps the invincible opponent in the world, but he can't withstand the residual power of the supreme sword.

"I'm not even two hundred years old, my life has just begun, if even I can't become the Sword Emperor, who else in the world can?"

Shi Xiaole's eyes became firm again. He still has a long way to go, and there is still a lot of potential to be tapped, so how can he give up easily?

Returning to his previous height, Shi Xiaole closed his eyes.

Five years.

Decade.

Twenty years have passed.

However, this time, Shi Xiaole couldn't comprehend the power of this level of supreme sword dao no matter what, even if he forcibly condensed the essence, it would disperse violently, but he would be seriously injured, and he almost exploded his soul body.

"Is it because my cultivation has improved too fast, and my life experience and state of mind can't match the corresponding sword power?"

Shi Xiaole was thoughtful.

Looking at the top supremes in the world, when they were more than a hundred years old, most of them were still at the level of the Void Yuan Realm, but Shi Xiaole was already at the peak, and it was difficult to find an enemy!

The power of supreme kendo contains the life insights of countless swordsmen, but the more mysterious the understanding, the more it needs to be tempered and experienced in life.

No matter how talented Shi Xiaole is, it is impossible to be opportunistic in this regard.

After sitting like this for a few days, Shi Xiaole sighed, stood up suddenly, and left the place of creation with a flicker.

If penance can't make him progress, then go into life and continue cultivating in another form.

......

Without alarming anyone, Shi Xiaole returned to Jiuxuan Mountain and appeared in front of the Bishui Lake of the Divine Sword Mountain Villa.

A little boy of about five or six years old was climbing to a willow tree next to the tree, and he approached the little bird on the branch in a hurry, and pounced on it at the right time.

The little bird had long been aware of someone watching, and quickly flapped its wings and flew up, and the little boy screamed, fell from a tree several meters high, and saw that he was about to suffer, and a soft force held him up and put him lightly on the ground.

"Aren't you afraid of falling and getting hurt?"

A voice like a spring breeze asked.

The little boy raised his head and felt that the young man in Tsing Yi was a little familiar, but he still stood up, patted the grass clippings on his body, and said with his chest straight: "What is this, I have fallen from a higher tree, man, you should not be afraid of pain!"

"Oh?"

Shi Xiaole laughed and said, "Little guy, what's your name?"

The little boy didn't like people to call him that, but this young man in Tsing Yi had a peculiar temperament that people couldn't refuse, and hummed: "Your master is a cow maniac." ”

Sou!

A figure appeared, and the tiger paw pressed the little boy, and immediately beat him to the point of crying dad and mom, begging for mercy constantly. After beating his buttocks and swollen, Niu Zheng threw down the little boy and said with a happy face: "Uncle Shi, you are finally back!"

Today's Niu Zheng is already the elder of the Divine Sword Villa, and his strength is still secondary, but he is majestic, and few people dare to provoke him.

The cow maniac couldn't have imagined that his father, who even dared to disobey his grandfather, would be so respectful to the gentle and handsome young man in Tsing Yi who was younger than him in front of him, and even had an unconcealable admiration.

Wait a minute!

Uncle Shi?

The cow maniac suddenly remembered that when he went to Guiling's grandmother's room and stole something to eat, he accidentally saw a picture scroll spread out on the desk, and the painting on it was not the young man in Tsing Yi in front of him?

The cow maniac was very clever, as if he had thought of something, his little face was glowing, and he shouted: "You, you are the grandfather of the big farmer, hahaha, I saw the grandfather of the big farmer!"

In the midst of the shouting, he scattered his two little short legs and went to show off to his companions, and by the way, he also told them the good news.

"Are you all right?"

Shi Xiaole asked.

Niu Zheng didn't have time to pay attention to his son, and hurriedly replied: "Everything is fine in the mountains, but many people miss Uncle Shi." ”

The cow maniac's voice was very loud, and after a while, figures appeared in front of Bishui Lake.

Shi Xiaole not only saw the three strange people, the four protectors of the Divine Sect, Niu Dali and his wife and other older generation figures, but also saw the four demons, Mu Qianji, Hua Yiyun and other friends of the same generation. There are also young juniors such as Shi Wuwu, Zhang Mengyun, Niu Zheng, and Gui Donglai.

Farther away, there are some small figures jumping on tiptoe and looking this way, which should be the next generation of Jiuxuan Mountain.

"Brother!"

A small figure threw himself into Shi Xiaole's arms, it was the small Beigong Shi Ling. Hong'er nearby made a grimace and laughed at Beigong Shi Ling's unshyness.

The crowd couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

"Big farmer, how many days are you going to stay this time?"

At this moment, the witch queen, who was dressed in a black veil and was full of charm, asked with a smile, but there was imperceptible anger in her eyes.

Everyone also had different expressions. Everyone said that Shi Xiaole was the leader of Jiuxuan Mountain, but this leader really rarely stayed in Jiuxuan Mountain, and it was more just a name.

"It's going to be a long time, at least a few decades. ”

Shi Xiaole said.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they all laughed. In the crowd, several beauties who captivated the country and the city changed their eyes, becoming more and more bright and moving.