Awakening the Eternal Heaven-Swallowing Art

The stone is as big as a fist, with a bluish-purple color as a whole. The surface is smooth, like jade, and there is a faint starlight emitting from it, as if there is a starry sky sealed inside.

"This is……"

Ling Yun looked at the picture with sharp eyes, as if he knew the stone.

Tian Wuhen nodded: "This is the 'Star Spirit Stone'. According to legend, it was formed when the stars fell and condensed here when the heaven and earth first opened. It has powerful life force and can rejuvenate the grass of life!"

Ling Yun patted his forehead: "I seem to have heard of this somewhere. It is said to be very rare, and the chance of finding it is extremely low."

Tian Wuhen took a deep breath: "Yes, but I know that there are rumors of this 'Star Spiritual Stone' in another remote place in the Sky Realm. However, the terrain there is dangerous and there are many monsters. Even people like us People like this don’t dare to enter easily.”

Ling Yun thought deeply for a moment, then said, "Then do you know the specific location there?"

Tian Wuhen shook his head: "I only know some vague landmarks, but to find the specific location we have to explore by ourselves."

Ling Yun smiled: "That's it, as long as there is a direction, we can always find it."

Suddenly, the side effects of losing Yun Soul emerged again, and a powerful feeling of powerlessness instantly filled every meridian in Ling Yun's body.

Then Ling Yun leaned on a huge piece of sapphire without saying a word, exhaled slowly, his face turned slightly pale.

Xue Ying stroked his hand with her little paw, silently, but also pouring endless care into it.

Tian Wuhen stood beside him, and the scroll slowly unfolded in his hands.

"Ling Yun, that area is called the 'Cold Demon Realm'."

Tian Wuhen said in a serious tone: "It is not a place that ordinary people can enter easily.

According to records in ancient books, there is a kind of ferocious beast called "Ice Demon" living there. They have the terrifying ability to freeze everything. "

Ling Yun raised his head slightly. Although his body was weak, his voice was still firm: "Tian Wuhen, are you saying that those ice demons can freeze everything, including our laws and magical powers?"

Tian Wuhen nodded slightly: "You are right.

There is extremely cold power flowing in their bodies, which is enough to resist or freeze most magical powers.

Moreover, the environment in the Cold Demon Realm is harsh, and even the air is filled with poison.

Those poisonous fogs are also extremely corrosive to our laws and magical powers. "

Xue Ying moved slightly, and her transparent little eyes seemed to want to convey some kind of warning or worry.

"and."

Tian Wuhen spoke again, his voice getting deeper and deeper. "There may be more powerful existences there."

I have seen a description in ancient books about a terrifying existence that can control ice - the Ice Supreme.

Every time it appears, the temperature of the Cold Demon Realm is lowered several times, and even the laws seem so small and vulnerable in front of it. "

In the quiet environment, Ling Yun felt the worry and uneasiness coming from Tian Wuhen.

"Tian Wuhen, you said that you once witnessed a battle between Hunyuan strongmen."

Ling Yun's voice was calm with a hint of trembling: "What was that battle like?"

“That fight, it was more than a simple confrontation.

What I saw was the extreme use of laws by two powerful men. They were able to collapse the void, crush the stars, and push all logic and common sense to the limit with their own power. "

Ling Yun listened quietly without interrupting him or interjecting.

Tian Wuhen continued: "And what we have to face is an area that even the powerful Hunyuan warriors are afraid of.

Everything there is not subject to the laws of our world.

Ling Yun, what do you think we should do? "

Ling Yun took a breath and looked at Tian Wuhen quietly, as if he had made some kind of determination: "Let's give it a try."

In the silent sky, the light clouds seemed to be the purest canvas, quietly swallowing the conversation between the two figures.

Ling Yun was like an old paintbrush at this moment. Although the outside was mottled, the inside was extremely powerful.

He slowly raised a hand, his fingertips shook slightly in the air, and a misty cloud spurted out from his fingertips, wrapped around his arm, and spread silently.

"Tian Wuhen, let's go.

I know I'm not in good shape right now, but this is our only chance. "

Tian Wuhen frowned and stood silently, his hands also glowing with a faint glow.

This is a kind of greenery full of vitality, like the source of growth for all things.

Then he slowly stretched out his fingers and lightly touched Ling Yun's chest.

"Ling Yun, let me deliver some true energy to you.

I know what you're thinking now, but it's really not that dangerous there. "

Ling Yun's eyelids twitched slightly, and the flowing clouds seemed to cause a slight shock inside his body.

He did not immediately respond to Tian Wuhen's suggestion, but quietly felt the surge inside his body.

"Tian Wuhen, you know that I never like to rely on others."

Tian Wuhen nodded slightly, his fingers still resting on Ling Yun's chest, and the radiance of life force gradually became stronger.

"I know, Ling Yun. But we are friends, and friends should always help each other, right?"

"Tian Wuhen..." Ling Yun's voice was slightly hesitant.

"Ling Yun, let me help you." Tian Wuhen's voice was firm and unquestionable.

Ling Yun finally nodded, and the surging cloud flow seemed to have received some kind of permission and gradually calmed down.

Tian Wuhen's fingertips traced a graceful arc, and then gently pressed against Ling Yun's chest.

At this moment, the vitality of light seemed to have found an outlet. It flowed into Ling Yun's body along Tian Wuhen's fingertips.

It was a deep and secret connection, and the two lives shared each other's fluctuations and rhythms at this moment.

Under the baptism of this brilliance, Ling Yun's body seemed to have been purified in some way, and the chaotic cloud flow gradually calmed down under Tian Wuhen's true energy.

The breathing of the two people seemed to be synchronized at this moment, which was a kind of silent understanding and trust.

Time passed quietly in this quiet exchange, until the brilliance gradually faded, and everything returned to its original point.

Ling Yun gently retracted his hand, and his voice sounded a little clearer than before: "Tian Wuhen, thank you."

Tian Wuhen took back his hand and smiled slightly: "We are friends, there is no need to talk about these things."

Suddenly, the cold wind howled, and at that moment, the vast sky seemed to be torn apart by a powerful air current. Pressure so strong that it was almost visible fell from the sky and filled the gaps in every space.

It was an oppressive feeling that made it almost impossible to breathe, like a huge palm trying to hold everything tightly in its hand.

"Ling Yun!"

His body was slightly trembling in the wind, and Tian Wuhen barely hesitated at all. He tilted his body slightly to form a barrier, hiding Ling Yun behind him.

Chaotic power fluctuations rippled in the air, and the invisible power formed an impenetrable shield to resist the terrifying power that was about to tear the entire sky apart.

"This air flow... It should be someone from the Demon Cult coming again."

Ling Yun's voice sounded particularly calm in the wind.

At that moment, a low and cold laughter came from the powerful air current that almost tore the sky apart.

The sound spread in the strong wind. It had no direction, but it seemed to be everywhere, full of strange and cold breath.

Tian Wuhen waved his finger lightly, and the powerful air flow seemed to be split in an instant, forming an empty circular space.

Ling Yun sighed softly: "Tian Wuhen, it seems that our trip will be delayed for some time."

In the surrounding darkness and chaos, Tian Wuhen just nodded gently: "It doesn't matter, we must not let the people of the Demon Cult succeed."

Suddenly, a gap opened in the sky, and a cold and boundless black sword slowly fell from the gap, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Ling Yun and Tian Wuhen.

It was a sword full of malice, and its existence seemed to be to swallow up all the light.

Ling Yun and Tian Wuhen stood at the tip of the long sword, standing still.

In the unknowable darkness, an extremely cold wind blew up, bringing with it the power of chaos, opening a gap in the abyss-like void.

Countless ethereal shadows seemed to have traveled from another world, and along with the bumpy wind, they gradually solidified in the sight of Ling Yun and Tian Wuhen.

Those shadows have different shapes, some are slender and twisted, and some are wide and rickety, but they share a cold and hard atmosphere, revealing the rare delicacy and danger in Hunyuan.

They shook violently, as if trying to break free from the wind, and finally formed a group of people dressed in black.

"Now that you know something you shouldn't know, you should shut up forever."

A tall man in black came out.

Tian Wuhen raised his hand and sealed Ling Yun's power beside him, keeping his hand firmly on Ling Yun's chest, preventing him from any action he was about to take.

Ling Yun's body stiffened slightly, but soon relaxed and took half a step back obediently.

Tian Wuhen turned around and faced the group of men in black: "So what if you know? Why do you Demon Cult need to find a reason to do such a thing? If you want to fight, then fight!"

The tall man in black took another step forward: "Knowing too much is naturally dangerous.

If you keep silent about this, maybe you will suffer less. "

During this time, the wild wind blew strongly again.

Tian Wuhen was silent for a moment: "Instead of wasting it here, it is better to have a good fight. If we defeat you, today's matter can be forgotten."

The man in black shook his head, his figure swaying in the darkness and wind: "It's a pity that the Demon Cult never leaves anyone alive."

The strong wind is still howling wantonly, seeming to tear apart everything here.

I saw a majestic power surging from Ling Yun's body, which was the true energy originating from chaos surging in his body.

This power caused the surrounding space to distort slightly, as if it was about to be swallowed into an unknown abyss.

Tian Wuhen leaned forward and whispered: "Ling Yun, no!"

However, the force that surged up in that instant was unstoppable.

Then Ling Yun waved his finger gently, and the space seemed to turn into soft water waves, causing ripples.

Immediately afterwards, a majestic force rushed out of his body, directly knocking away the man in black who was rushing forward.

Everyone in the Demon Cult obviously did not expect that Ling Yun would act like this, and there was unconcealable shock on the hideous face.

Tian Wuhen had no choice but to wave his hands and draw a picture in the air. The magical power immediately formed a huge net and caught the man in black who was knocked away.

Then, he quickly leaped towards Ling Yun, reaching out with one hand, trying to touch Ling Yun's shoulder.

Ling Yun shook his head gently and raised his palm again.

A more powerful force was stimulated from his body.

His arm swept across the space, and in an instant, several fierce forces rushed straight to the black-clothed men of the Guimo Cult.

The black-clothed men spread out, each exerting their divine power to compete with Ling Yun's power.

The laws between heaven and earth struggled madly at this moment, and the power of chaos and the laws of magical powers collided in space, causing a violent explosion.

Ling Yun's hand held the power of Hunyuan Zhili, a power so powerful that it could tear everything apart. When it intersected with the black-clothed men, the splashing light was like a sharp sword tearing through the void.

Tian Wuhen turned into a flowing shadow beside Ling Yun. He only saw his finger lightly tap, and a holy white light shot towards the black-clothed men.

This power was pure and flawless, but full of destructive power.

When it penetrated the space and met the attack of the man in black, it was a scene of the collapse of the sky and the earth.

They intertwined in this chaotic battlefield, attracting the instability of space, and colorful fragments scattered in the cracks of time and space, like broken dreams, flying all over the sky.

Tian Wuhen's sleeves fluttered in the wind, and the Liuguang sword swayed in his hand to create a beautiful light track, like stars scattered into the void.

"Lingyun, pay attention to the left!"

Lingyun's figure shook, and Tian Wuhen had turned into a ray of light and rushed into the encirclement of many strange demons.

Although the Liuguang sword did not make any sound, every time it was swung, people felt that it left a series of extremely cold sword energy in the void.

The sword energy pulled out a series of gorgeous light and shadows in the air, like fireflies dancing alone in the dark.

The power in Lingyun's hand focused and condensed into a raging sea of ​​fire at the fingertips.

He pushed the pool of fire toward the enemy in front. The flames carried strong fluctuations of the law of chaos, which directly caused the space around the sea of ​​fire to twist and crack.

Those members of the Guimo Cult who were swallowed by the sea of ​​fire, no matter how powerful they were, were turned into nothingness under this strong law power.

This battle was grand and shocking.

Tian Wuhen's flowing sword drew beautiful arcs in the air, and the sword light flickered in the dark, like the Milky Way in the winter night, enchanting and cold.

The sword light sprinkled on the Guimo Cult members, and wherever the power touched, there were pieces of blood and flesh flying everywhere, which was extremely tragic.

Ling Yun's figure moved, and he almost teleported to Tian Wuhen's side. His hand was filled with the power of world destruction. With one palm, he blasted out a huge vortex, which directly involved the Guimo Cult members who rushed to the front.

The vortex contained a powerful mixed power, and all the lives involved in it turned into dust under the stars in an instant.

"Tian Wuhen, three feet away!"