Fairy Winner

? As Mo Xiu's jade board broke open, Zhou Shu sat down. 【Full text reading】

At the moment when the jade was broken, he really felt the sword intent, the mysterious and mysterious feeling, which suddenly increased the power of the sword by dozens of times, causing his sword to give birth to a kind of invincible and invincible. The momentum of Jianguang, no matter what is in the air.

That's the broken jade sword intent, sure enough.

But this sword consumes so much that it is terrible, and that wisp of sword intent, while increasing its power, almost robs him of all his spiritual power.

It is impossible to issue a second sword.

With a faint smile on Zhou Shu's face, he was very satisfied. Five months of hard work was not in vain, and now he is also a cultivator who understands the sword.

After practicing the Broken Jade Sword Art for five months, he realized the sword intent, and he was a Tier 3 sword tactic, which can be regarded as a genius among geniuses, but Zhou Shu knew that he had paid more than five months for the Broken Jade Sword Art?

If you convert the repeated deductions in the sea of ​​knowledge into actual time, I'm afraid it will last more than five or eight years.

It is reasonable to do this step.

However, it was only the first level of sword intent. At first glance, it was still far away from the transformation of sword intent. It could not even exist without the sword art, and it needed the peak state of spiritual power to be released.

A cultivator like Yunli can condense the sword intent by swinging a sword. It doesn't matter what sword art is. But a cultivator like Shen Wen is even higher. The sword intent transforms into shape, the sword turns with the heart, and the sword intent can be accompanied by divine consciousness.

But Zhou Shu believes that as long as he keeps practicing, he can reach the next level one by one.

Zhou Shu supported his body and slowly moved inside.

I didn't feel it for a few months, but now he was hit by the waterfall, and he suddenly felt a tingling, unbearable.

In fact, it has always been like this, but he used to be too focused on the sword and never noticed.

The waterfall fell from a height of five hundred feet, and the impact was so great, his glazed jade body, in these six months. I am afraid that the hardships experienced will not be less than those of swordsmanship.

It can be considered an extra exercise.

Leaning in it, Zhou Shu gradually fell into a deep sleep, and he was too tired after five months of non-stop practice. To the limit.

I don't know how long I slept before Zhou Shu gradually woke up.

After running the mental method several times, he recovered his spiritual power a little, and Zhou Shu walked out.

On his mouth, there was a large pile of Mo Xiu jade fragments. All were rushed in by the waterfall.

Zhou Shu paused for a while, and unconsciously remembered Liu Yuban.

At that time, Liu Yu tried his best to comprehend the broken jade sword art and crushed Mo Xiu jade, but now this goal has been accomplished by Zhou Shu, who has not practiced the sword art for several years.

There is a feeling of making things happen.

But this is not to say that Zhou Shu is better than Liu Yu. The gap between the two is still incalculable. Zhou Shu's third-order sword intent may be feasible against the practitioners of the foundation building, but it is not counted for the practitioners of the condensing state. What, most of them don't even have a chance to shoot.

On the stone platform. The broken Mo Xiu jade was washed away, revealing a sunken pit.

"It seems some handwriting?"

Zhou Shu was slightly confused and walked over quickly.

"Whoever has my sword, for my advice."

He read it out in a low voice, unconsciously laughing, "If you get your sword, you have to listen to you. It's a wayward tone. But where is your sword? It's not about this huge stone sword. Even if a cultivator gets it, it won’t work. Unless it’s a giant with a height of hundreds of feet."

The material of the stone sword is indeed extremely hard, such a powerful waterfall can not leave a trace on it, it is still angular, but it is indeed just an ordinary stone. If you can't communicate aura, it won't change in size, and it's impossible for a cultivator to use it.

It can only be a joke.

As soon as the voice fell, Zhou Shu suddenly felt something wrong.

Suddenly, a faint blue smoke appeared on the strong handwriting, which still curled up through the heavy mist.

Zhou Shu's body shape retreated. The spiritual consciousness is firmly locked on the blue smoke. This is by no means ordinary smoke. It contains great power, and it is a power that Zhou Shu cannot understand.

"Under what circumstances, what mechanism does that sentence mean?"

It feels incredible, but it really happened.

The green smoke rose rapidly, lingering, and transformed into a person in the blink of an eye, shadowy, but very clear.

"The monk phantom, it turned out to be a god-given tactic..."

Zhou Shu was startled.

He has read the classics and knows that Ji Shen Jue is a monk above the Nascent Soul Realm, who separates a strand of Nascent God and puts it on something, such as jade slips, etc., which are usually used to convey information. Come to teach the inconvenient to record the secrets and so on.

That phantom was about forty years old, with a high crown with hair and an ancient sword hanging from his waist. The sword was covered with scales, which was extremely strange.

Xu Ying glanced at Zhou Shu indifferently, his eyes seemed to come from thousands of miles away, which made people feel cold, and then he kept repeating a sentence in a majestic and deep voice.

"Whoever has my sword, for my advice."

"Whoever has my sword, for my advice."

"impossible!"

Zhou Shu shouted directly.

He was tortured very badly in the previous life. He came to this world and could only be himself, and he would never be driven by others in this life.

The phantom did not have any expression, it seemed that he could hear it, but he could not hear it. He only slightly raised his hand and pointed at Zhou Shu with a finger.

Zhou Shu's expression changed drastically.

His spiritual consciousness was extremely keen, and he clearly felt that that finger seemed to have inviolable power, and he couldn't avoid it no matter how he avoided it.

Even if he fled to the horizon, he would be targeted.

But Zhou Shu would never admit his fate, his expression was determined, his figure suddenly pulled up, and he leaped towards the waterfall.

But the phantom lightly clicked, and a finger was already pointed out.

Almost at the moment of the fall, a cold and irresistible chill rushed straight to Zhou Shu's forehead.

"It was actually the sword intent with the finger hair."

Zhou Shu still remained calm, the white light flashed, and the supernatural powers were born with his heart, and the speed was reaching the extreme.

The colored glaze mirror appeared suddenly, blocking Zhou Shu's forehead.

Bang!

The pointing was on the colored glaze mirror, and the colored glaze mirror only held on for a breath, then it broke apart and turned into a white light and disappeared.

After thousands of years, the Yuanshen has become extremely weak, but the realm and rank are surprisingly high, the sword intent it emits is also extremely sharp, and the supernatural powers are suppressed.

But the glass mirror is not in vain. As an extremely rare supernatural power, it can block spiritual power and divine consciousness. The primordial spirit also has divine consciousness, so it can naturally block a little ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ only this blocking time. Zhou Shu has already fallen by nearly a hundred meters, and the power of the Yuanshen sword intent has also dropped by seven to eight.

Zhou Shu gathered the whole body's spiritual power and spiritual consciousness on his forehead.

The remaining Yuanshen Sword rushed in like a broken bamboo intent, but at this time Zhou Shu was extremely sane, kept calm, and constantly controlled his spiritual power and divine consciousness to block it.

Pop, pop, pop!

Before knowing the sea, fierce confrontations broke out, and the body became a battlefield again.

This is definitely a war that cannot be lost.

Zhou Shu knew very well that once the primordial spirit invaded the sea of ​​consciousness, he would most likely be controlled by the primordial spirit in his current realm, and that would be really driven by others.

How is it possible to allow this to happen?

Absolutely not, even death. (To be continued.)

ps: (He who is favored by the heavens must be jealous.)