Peerless Battle Spirit - 2094
“Shaking Dao Sword Art!”
Qin Nan’s figure flickered, slicing out thousands of sword auras, invisibly, condensing an overwhelming sword force.
Especially after incorporating the Dao intent of the Twelve Ways of Asking the Dao, this sword momentum changed like a thunder, possessing extremely terrifying destructive power.
It is no exaggeration to say that if the existence of the general supreme Dacheng encounters this trick, it will be directly killed.
“Nineteen Ancient Immortals!”
There was a hint of excitement in Chen Shiyan’s eyes, and nineteen extremely stalwart figures suddenly appeared behind him.
Each figure has an ancient breath and mighty coercion, like a top giant from the ancient times.
More importantly, Qin Nan’s war god fairy pupil saw that the aura, will, etc. of the nineteen figures were all integrated into the purple-patterned ancient sword in Chen Shiyan’s hand, giving it an unimaginable vastness. General trend.
Boom boom boom!
The explosion sounded continuously.
Pieces of void began to shatter one after another, and the mountain that was closer to the two was swept by the wind, and it was immediately chopped into countless pieces.
For this fair battle, Chen Shiyan threatened everyone and lowered his cultivation level. Qin Nan didn’t use any other Dao skills, only used Dao skills and sword skills.
This is a battle between two sword repairers!
The other cultivators present, seeing this scene, couldn’t help but exclaim in their hearts.
They had to admit that the combat power of these two men far surpassed the realm of the Supreme Dacheng. If they only had the cultivation base of the Supreme Dacheng and blended in, it would be difficult for them to survive a hundred breaths.
The gap is quite obvious.
However, marveling and marveling, when they saw Princess Miaomiao and Jiang Bilan directly refining the Blood Mountain, they were quite upset in their hearts.
It’s just that no matter how unhappy they are, they dare not do anything.
If they did anything to these two women, Chen Shiyan and Qin Nan would definitely deal with them unceremoniously first.
A Chen Shiyan, or a Qin Nan, it is good to provoke, if two together, then absolutely can not provoke.
Thus, a strange scene appeared.
The thirteen monks communicated with each other with their spirits, instead of choosing to go to war, they found a place in various ways to refine the mountain of blood.
The dispute between them is meaningless, so it is better to divide this mountain of blood together.
Time passed, and after about a thousand breaths, Chen Shiyan’s sword intent had exploded to the extreme.
Although he was slightly weak in the previous battle, his expression was unprecedentedly excited, “Sacrifice that picture, today I am fighting for your extraordinary way!”
Qin Nan couldn’t help laughing when he heard the words, “Hahaha, then don’t you can’t hold on for a hundred breaths of time!”
As soon as the voice fell, the picture of Taoism turned out.
Countless explosions sounded in the entire void, and the nineteen ancient immortals trembled violently, and cracks emerged.
That powerful purple-patterned ancient sword instantly seemed to be suppressed by a supreme Tianshan mountain, and all the blades released from it collapsed into nothingness. Even if you continue to resist, it will be of no avail. The light of the blade is changing more and more. The dimmer.
In addition, Chen Shiyan’s body was also subjected to an unprecedented level of horrible pressure, and his breath and breath became extremely strenuous.
Let alone a hundred breaths, in this state, even ten breaths can’t hold it!
“The Extraordinary Way is far more terrifying than I thought…”
Chen Shiyan felt all this clearly, his body sent him a feeling of exhaustion and pain, but there was an unspeakable joy in his heart.
It’s a worthwhile trip to be able to fight against one.
“It’s not me in the world, it’s not me that throws a knife!”
Chen Shiyan made a seal with one hand, and the aura that he exuded from his whole body changed in an instant.
He and the ancient purple-patterned knife in his hand are neither you nor me.
“Human knife is one?”
Qin Nan’s brows were slightly frowned, and the combination of human swords was not a special skill. I am afraid that many sword repairs in the lower realm have already been mastered.
However, in the next moment, Qin Nan’s pupils shrank slightly.
“This is……”
I saw that cracks appeared on the surface of the ancient purple-patterned knife, and the blade fell off one by one. In the end, the entire blade turned into ten dreamy colors, three of which gathered on the tip of the blade, and the remaining seven. Kind, sink below.
boom!
An extremely terrifying sword intent suddenly broke out.
Chen Shiyan and this ancient sword, at this moment, are like a giant kneeling on the ground, standing up little by little, supporting the invisible and majestic force flowing down from the Taoist map, and finally resisting it completely. , Indomitable.
“Human, sword, and soul, the three are in one, interesting and interesting!”
An astonishing feeling surged in Qin Nan’s heart.
Chen Shiyan can be ranked ninth on the top list, and he is truly well-deserved!
As everyone knows, a complete soul has three souls and seven souls, and with the cultivation of a monk, it becomes stronger and stronger, and the three souls and seven souls become stronger and stronger.
In addition, there is no shortage of monks in the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm, who will cultivate their souls and grow stronger, so they can launch soul attacks during the war.
Chen Shiyan’s soul had cultivated to an incomparably astonishing level. More than that, he took a different approach, stripped away his three souls and seven souls, and continuously integrated them into the purple-patterned knife.
To achieve this step, it is extremely difficult. If you are not careful, there will be three souls, or the seven souls will dissipate or be shattered, which will eventually lead to the loss of your own soul, ranging from dementia to negligence.
In a sense, this is already an extraordinary way.
It’s just that Chen Shiyan is still so short.
“Qin Nan!”
Chen Shiyan and the knife in his hand uttered a long howl at the same time, bursting out incomparably bright blade lights, cutting through the invisible pressure layer by layer, and approaching the image of Taoism.
“Good job!”
Qin Nan’s figure suddenly rushed down.
At the same time, on the mountain of blood in the distance.
Under the joint refining of fifteen monks including Princess Miaomiao and Jiang Bilan, the mountain trembled violently, and an astonishing will awakened from it, seeming to resist, but it was quickly extinguished by the joint.
In the end, the mountain was shrinking at an astonishing speed.
Although it was divided among fifteen people this time, Princess Miaomiao and Jiang Bilan’s gains were not small. At this rate, until the refining was completed, the harvest should not be less than that of the fairy tree.
However, at this moment, a strange feeling arose in the hearts of the two women.
“Little Lanlan…” “Princess…”
The two women opened their eyes at the same time and looked at each other.
The two goddesses were stunned, and realized at the same time that there was a change!
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