World of Cultivation - Chapter 774

[Chapter 774 Wei Sheng’s Sword]

The cyan Sword Intent Furious Wave and the Sun God Axe collided without any tricks.

boom!

The terrifying power burst out in an instant, and the dazzling light was like a blazing sun, making the world brighter.

When the light dissipated, Zuo Mo’s domineering figure proudly emerged. He held the light axe in his hand, and his oppressive gaze seemed to be real, and slowly swept across the whole body.

He was holding Xiao Rujian in his left hand, Xiao Rujian had no breath, and his vitality was extinct.

The light in Zuo Mo’s eyes gradually faded away, the light axe in his hand dissipated, and the fierce aura emanating from his body disappeared, and he returned to his normal appearance again. He let out a sigh of relief and shook his head secretly, [Sun God Axe] is still a bit reluctant for him now, far from being as easy as [Sun God Thorn].

The sun pattern on the [Sun God Thorn] can already be as fine as a carving, but the [Sun God Axe] he can only condense a prototype of a light axe, not to mention the sun pattern, even the physical body is a little bit worse.

The magic of ancient times is probably so simple, the more complete the magic is completed, the more exquisite its entity will be, and the more powerful it will be.

It was still early on his way, shaking his head, his eyes swept to several other people.

He Zi An Hai is just an ordinary Kunlun disciple, and he has absolutely no resistance to Wei Sheng and Zong Ru. An Hai’s killer Baiyin Soul Killing Sword Pill had been used long ago, but Zong Ru only used some tricks, and his willpower was entangled, and An Hai suddenly lost his soul. As soon as He Zi’s Dousha sword formation was brought out, it was easily broken by Wei Sheng and slashed with one sword.

Long before he started, Zuo Mo decided not to stay.

The things on the three of them were naturally scoured, but at this time, Zuo Mo didn’t have time to check it, and his attention was all on this ancient octopus monster.

“Master, try it.”

Wei Sheng nodded, the battle just now was not even a warm-up for the tyrannical him. The mountain-shaped octopus monster in front of him made him feel oppressed, which also aroused the fighting spirit in his body.

With the God-killing Blood Sword in hand, he flew to the octopus and stood in awe.

Gently raising the blood sword, Wei Sheng’s expression was serious, his aura changed, and there seemed to be an indescribable fluctuation in the space around him.

The blood sword in his hand was splattered with blood, Wei Sheng’s aura continued to rise, he squinted his eyes, but it was like a sharp sword unsheathed, revealing its sharp edge and breathtaking.

The strong sword intent gathered around him, the sky above his head quickly darkened, and the Black Sea beneath his feet seemed to sense the danger, rushing towards the surroundings, forming a sunken puddle several meters deep below Wei Sheng.

Wei Sheng, standing like a sword, suddenly opened his eyes.

hiss!

The indescribable hiss sounded as if the wind was being torn open, and the sword intent surging around Wei Sheng suddenly gathered at him at an astonishing speed. He was like the eye of a storm.

sizzle!

The razor-sharp sword intent, like countless small swords, fluttered around Wei Sheng’s body, causing bursts of scalp-tingling whistling noises. Countless whistling sounds piled up, raging like a frenzy.

The blood sword in Wei Sheng’s hand swung gently.

hum!

Baixi returned to the sea, dense sword intent, like a huge school of fish, they frantically flocked to the blood sword in Wei Sheng’s hands.

The blood sword buzzed and vibrated excitedly, and the blood stains suddenly brightened, full of strange and enchanting power.

Wei Sheng didn’t seem to notice the excitement of the blood sword in his hand.

The steel-like will allows him to control this terrifyingly powerful force.

Wei Sheng’s vision was covered with a strange red, and the blood sword in his hand, in his vision, was like an unwilling beast, struggling constantly.

sword!

Feeling the extension of the world, Wei Sheng’s expression was pious and focused, no matter how powerful the blood sword was struggling in his hand, he didn’t realize it. The monster’s strange and violent power continued to impact him along the hilt of the sword. Its bloodthirsty and madness made it extremely powerful. Wei Sheng knew that if he let go at this time, the blood sword would definitely be able to unleash an astonishing sword.

It drinks the blood of countless powerhouses, it devours countless ferocious spirits, and after tens of thousands of years of nurturing, it is powerful enough in itself!

The violent and incomparable power hit Wei Sheng’s mind wave after wave.

It is a terrifying beast, and once it is dissatisfied, it will backlash.

Wei Sheng didn’t let go, his expression was still pious and focused, and under the impact of a wave stronger than a wave, he held on to Jianxin!

Countless pictures flashed in front of his eyes, he saw the encouragement of the head and the uncle, he saw the Wukong Mountain in the past, he saw that he was always suffering as a sword servant, and he saw that he was drinking with Zuo Moyue…

Countless pictures turned around like a lantern, and they were getting dimmer, and he seemed to be walking in a dark void.

Lonely, no direction, no light.

Is that your future self?

Intense emptiness and loneliness flooded into his heart, and his heart became at a loss. However, when his eyes fell on the sword held by the back, all the emptiness and loneliness disappeared instantly, and his body was full of strength.

A figure walking alone in the dark, using a sword to cut through the darkness and nothingness, and using a sword to cut out the road under his feet, the darkness and nothingness receded like a tide, and familiar and warm figures appeared beside him.

Wei Sheng woke up like a dream, a warm smile appeared on the corner of his mouth involuntarily, the force of the blood sword’s impact suddenly seemed to be much smaller, no matter how hard it struggled, Wei Sheng’s sword heart was like a rock, motionless.

Just like the figure in the dream just now, Wei Sheng raised the blood sword in his hand and slashed it down.

The red sword glow disappeared in a flash.

The vast sword intent burst out suddenly!

boom!

The sky seemed to tremble, the sea water in front of Wei Sheng disappeared instantly, and a straight blank passage more than ten miles long appeared in front of everyone.

There is not a single drop of seawater in the channel that is about 50 feet wide. The black rocks on the seabed are exposed in the air. On both sides of the channel are water walls that are as high as 500 feet high, and the water walls are as smooth as mirrors.

The passage extends into the distance, and the octopus shows its whole picture. In the middle of its body, a blood line is straight and picturesque.

Snapped!

The huge body of the octopus fell from the air to the ground of the passage, and it was divided into two complete pieces.

The blood sword in Wei Sheng’s hand trembled, and the blood mist was immediately attracted, turning into a blood column and submerging into the blood sword.

There was no blood left in the octopus.

At this moment, the water wall at the far end of the passage began to collapse, making a loud bang, like a galloping horse.

Everyone including Zuo Mo was shocked by Wei Sheng’s sword!

Senior Brother…really…really…too perverted!

Suddenly Zuo Mo was shocked, Octopus!

Brother Mo’s eyes were immediately occupied by countless spar stones, and his body was like electricity, and he suddenly appeared beside the octopus body. Without saying a word, he pulled a piece of octopus corpse in one hand, golden lines appeared all over his body, his divine power was agitated, his eyes widened, his muscles stretched, he exhaled and shouted, “Ahhhhh! Get up!”

Inspired by the spar, Zuo Mo’s burst of power far surpassed the power he had just fought against Xiao Rujian. Zuo Mo is like a god possessed, like an ancient giant beast, his blue veins are bursting, and a series of “hohohoho” in his mouth, drag the two behemoths abruptly and slowly rise. Finally, before the water wall collapsed, I was dragged on the transport ship.

Wei Sheng, who had just finished breaking out, saw this scene, and the devout focus on his face disappeared without a trace. He opened his mouth wide, the muscles on his face stiff, and stared blankly at Zuo Mo’s actions that were completely beyond the limits of human beings.

The blood sword in his hand shivered uncontrollably.

Everyone was stunned.

For a while, the audience was silent except for Zuo Mo’s bellows-like gasping sound. He was half-lying beside the two meat mountains, exhausted, with a smirk on his face.

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“Have you found out their origins?” asked the head of Leiyin Temple.

“I’m not sure.” The disciple in charge was sweating coldly. Seeing the sect master’s hesitant expression, he quickly added: “From the current clues, they are most likely from Mo Yunhai.”

“Mo Yunhai!” The sect leader’s expression condensed.

“Yes, but their true identities are hard to judge. They didn’t do anything, and we couldn’t confirm that Lauderlight was on their ship. We searched their fleet and found nothing. But then we closed the teleportation array, and they insisted Crossing the Black Sea Flying Line is very suspicious.”

The headmaster was silent.

After a long time, the Sect Master said, “This is the end of the matter.”

The disciple in charge was startled, and his face immediately showed surprise, but the head didn’t seem to see it, and said to himself, “You can go down.”

The disciple was shocked, reacted, and hurriedly saluted: “Disciple retire!”

When the disciple left the main hall, an imposing young man came out from the curtain behind. If the disciple was here just now, he would definitely be surprised.

Raise Won-ho!

The first battle of the Nine Great Zen Sects will raise Yuanhao!

No one knew that Yang Yuanhao had unexpectedly returned to the sect.

“Is the head worried about Mo Yunhai?” Yang Yuanhao asked with a bit of surprise on his face.

The head’s eyes were deep, and when he saw Yang Yuanhao, a smile appeared on his face: “Is Yuanhao puzzled?”

Yang Yuanhao shook his head: “Mo Yunhai will be our ally for a long time, but whether they are Mo Yunhai’s people, we haven’t found out yet…”

“Those who can break through the black line and fly the line, huh!” The head chuckled lightly, “Not only Mo Yunhai, but also Wei Sheng and the others.”

Yang Yuanhao thought of another question and frowned: “Mo Yunhai knows our situation very well, how long has it been since the ruins appeared? They have already heard the news!”

For any general, it is very taboo for the opponent to find out his own situation.

The head shook his head: “Not necessarily. Don’t forget about Xinye Chan Sect, Mo Yunhai is not one to hold back.”

Yang Yuanhao nodded: “Xin Ye Chan Sect did something stupid.”

The head said: “How is the situation on the front line?”

“Kunlun has been very quiet recently, it’s a bit abnormal.” Yang Yuanhao’s eyes flashed a trace of worry.

A hint of coldness flashed in the head’s eyes: “Quiet? The recent ups and downs, I’m afraid they are doing tricks in the dark. Some guys are always short-sighted, and when they see no worries, they make trouble. This time I call you back, just want to ask your opinion.”

Yang Yuanhao has been thinking about it all the way. Recently, several sects have danced fiercely, which has affected the unity of the nine Zen sects. The nine Zen gates that are not united are vulnerable.

He suddenly thought of Mo Yunhai mentioned earlier, and his eyes lit up: “Perhaps, we can borrow some strength.”