Cultivation Of Immortality: Double Cultivation With Thousand Times Experience

Facing the overwhelming storm of sword energy, the three strange beasts did not choose to dodge or escape. Instead, they rushed straight towards Jì Hou with a decisive attitude.

Their figures looked extremely tragic in the bright sword light, as if they were determined to fight even though they knew there was a dead end.

"Huh?" Jì Hou's eyes flashed slightly, showing a hint of surprise, and he thought to himself: Is this a voluntary death?

Sure enough, the two strange beasts struck as fast as meteors chasing the moon. The moment they came into contact with the dense rain of sword energy, they were mercilessly pierced and torn apart. They were scattered in the air like broken scrolls, their form and spirit were destroyed, and they turned into little fluorescent lights and disappeared. Between heaven and earth.

At this moment, Jì Hou turned his attention to the last alien beast that flew at a slower speed. Its eyes were filled with endless fear and despair, and its body was trembling, but it still flew forward resolutely until it hit the sword energy and disappeared without a trace.

"Is this... being controlled?" Jì Hou frowned. He observed carefully and found that these three strange beasts did not show any traces of black lines. He originally thought that they were ordered by the mastermind behind the scenes to attack him. , I didn’t expect it to be the result of forced control.

"So, not all controlled alien beasts will have a black line mark." Jì Hou thought "870" and telegraphed. This discovery gave him a new understanding of the previous phenomenon.

"So, what is the difference between the Jingxiao Winged Tiger King and these strange beasts?".

After pondering for a moment, an idea flashed in Jì Hou's mind, "Is it because of the beast control skill? I have branded the Jingxiao Winged Tiger King as a slave, so in order to accurately control it and attack me, I must use the black thread to strengthen its control. That’s the fundamental difference between the two.”

After thinking through this section, Jì Hou no longer dwells too much on it. He knows that the key to solving the problem lies in finding the black hand hidden behind it.

So, he used Moon Stepping again, and his body was like a gust of wind sweeping over the moon, flying towards the faintly visible black line.

Along the way, Jì Hou seemed to be passing through a series of gates of life and death, and was attacked by alien beasts three times in a row. Since he was flying in the air, the attacking alien beasts were all birds and alien beasts.

These birds and beasts are all forcibly controlled. Viewed from a high altitude, their originally agile and vigorous figures now appear rather stiff and slow, obviously unable to fully exert their own golden elixir realm strength.

Despite this, they still soared into the sky with ferocity, trying to shoot down Jì Hou.

However, in Jì Hou's eyes, these controlled attacks by alien beasts were full of flaws. He calmly cast spells and easily defeated them one by one.

The strength of these strange beasts is extraordinary. They started at the Golden Core realm. The power of the mastermind behind the scenes can easily control them. Their strength is simply unimaginable.

Jì Hou secretly thought to himself, could this manipulator have reached the realm of Yuanying?

Such speculation made his heart tense, but he was relieved immediately. After all, the incarnation of his spiritual consciousness would not cause substantial harm to his body even if something unexpected happened to him. This fearless spiritual power gave him the courage to move forward.

After countless hardships, Jì Hou finally traced the end of the mysterious black line.

The black line no longer extends, but is deeply rooted in a majestic black mountain range shrouded in a gloomy atmosphere.

This mountain range towers into the clouds, without any sign of life. Only the shrill wind blows by, taking away the silent wails. The bare mountain is like a huge monster, dormant quietly on the earth, waiting for the arrival of Jì Hou.

Facing this desolate and terrifying scene, Jì Hou did not flinch at all, but his eyes became firmer.

He controlled the wind and plunged straight into the depths of the mountains like a sharp sword, speeding towards the source of the black line.

He knew that the answers to all the mysteries might be hidden there, or that there might be a greater crisis, but he still chose to move forward bravely.

Flying across the endless sky, Jì Hou was concentrating on driving the strange and vast black mountains deep in the mana.

Suddenly, a cold and emotionless voice from the consciousness rushed straight into his mind like a cold current breaking through the ice.

"Leave." The voice seemed to come from the eternal abyss, as cold and hard as if it were made of cold iron that had been cast for thousands of years, and did not contain the smoke and smoke of the rich world.

Jì Hou's body stagnated, his eyes flashed, he stopped his flying figure instantly, and faced the direction of the mysterious source of the sound transmission, reacting with the power of his consciousness: "That's a bitch! You bastard thing , finally showed his face, you want me to retreat? Yes! Take my sword!"

However, the stiff voice did not waver at all, and ruthlessly repeated again: "Leave."

When Jì Hou heard this, he was so angry that he immediately cursed: "Control my mount to attack me. You open your mouth and want to write off this debt? Do you think you have a lot of face?"

Faced with Jì Hou's questioning, the voice still responded stubbornly: "Leave."

At this moment, Jì Hou calmed down, and a sharp insight flashed in his deep eyes. He realized that the spiritual instructions that were constantly coming from him did not come from a living human being, but might come from some unknown existence.

Jì Hou clenched the Heaven-Pointing Sword in his hand, and the blade glowed with a faint light, as if echoing the firmness and determination in his heart.

At the same time, complex and mysterious formations slowly emerged from his body, like meteors streaking across the night sky, quietly sinking into the surrounding void. They were the defense and warning formations he had deployed in advance.

Prepared for a full-scale battle, Jì Hou no longer paid attention to the indifferent divine voice, and even directly used secret techniques to block it. He raised his chest and raised his head, his eyes firmly continuing to penetrate into the dark mountains.

After flying for a long time, Jì Hou finally arrived at the end of the black line, which was also the end of this vast and desolate black mountain range. The sky here seems to be swallowed up by the endless darkness, leaving only an oppressive and mysterious silence.

Wherever you look, apart from desolation and silence, the only eye-catching thing is the huge black and yellow building located deep in the earth.

The black cocoon is like a mother body gestating unknown life, with a dark luster on its surface, and its slight fluctuations seem to be carrying out some ancient breathing rhythm, full of strange and powerful vitality.

"Is this actually the real culprit who controlled the alien beast to attack me?" Jì Hou was suspended in the air, overlooking the strange black cocoon, and couldn't help but feel a sense of disbelief in her heart.

He had originally imagined a living creature of flesh and blood who could question him face to face as to why he was attacking him for no reason. However, now facing this silent black cocoon, all words seemed so pale and powerless.

"It seems that I can't communicate with words..." Jì Hou felt a little helpless, but his eyes did not show the slightest flinch.

"What I said before is still valid. If you can withstand my sword, then this debt will be wiped off." He declared loudly to the black cocoon that seemed to be able to swallow all sounds.

Although there was only boundless silence in response to him.

The black cocoon remained motionless, like a lifeless stone. However, Jì Hou clearly remembered that it had conveyed information to him in a mysterious way before, proving that it contained a high degree of wisdom and consciousness.

"Since you don't respond, I'll take it as your tacit agreement." Jì Hou's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, and an evil smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The Heaven-Pointing Sword in his hand seemed to feel the determination of its master. It glowed brightly for an instant, and then turned into a stream of light and shot out quickly.

However, this sword did not stab Black Cocoon directly, but rushed high into the sky. Jì Hou thought to himself: "It's rare to encounter such a target that won't resist, so naturally I will take this opportunity to gather my strength and give you a thunderous blow."

As his words fell, the sword pointing to the sky drew a dazzling trajectory in the air, as if it condensed the power of heaven and earth.

"Sword! Come out!" Jì Hou shouted in a deep voice, and the voice was like spring thunder exploding in the silent night sky. His eyes were firm and bright, and he held the sword secret in his hand, and his magic power rushed out like a river.

With his low shout, the Sky Pointing Sword seemed to have life, suddenly split into two, two into four, four into eight... In an instant, the sword shadows all over the sky were like stars twinkling, densely covered. the whole sky.

However, this magnificent scene did not stop. Jì Hou's hand skills changed rapidly, like dancing butterflies, drawing mysterious tracks in the air.

The countless flying swords in the sky seemed to be pulled by some mysterious force, and they merged together quickly at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. In just a short moment, a huge giant sword rose into the sky, its body shining brightly, its tip. Pointing straight at the eerie black cocoon in the distance, it seemed to be cutting the darkness between heaven and earth into two.

"Take my sword!" Jì Hou shouted fiercely, pouring all his strength into his palm, and pressed hard towards Sky 4.2.

The giant sword, which was made up of countless flying swords, seemed to carry Jì Hou's endless determination and will. Under his palm, with the power that shook the world, it hit the black cocoon heavily.

At this moment, the terrifying fluctuations released by the attack caused the color of the world to change. The whole world seemed to be swallowed up by the light of the sword and turned into a dazzling white light.

Seeing such power, a satisfied smile appeared on Jì Hou's tense face, and she was secretly glad that her cultivation had improved.

However, at this critical moment when victory or defeat seemed to be decided, a strange black shadow quietly approached Jì Hou.

The black shadow was so fast that it was almost impossible to capture its whereabouts. Before Jì Hou even had time to react, the black shadow was already close at hand.

"What is this..." A flash of surprise flashed through Jì Hou's heart, but before he could think about it, the palm of the black shadow touched his forehead like a ghost, and then, a cold and A powerful force penetrated from the top of his head, and Jì Hou felt his eyes go dark and instantly lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, he found himself lying outside the trial tower, and the projection of his consciousness had been completely eliminated. .