My practice narration is weird

Chapter 289 The Sixth Realm Heart Demon Tribulation, the Strongest Undead Killed by My Own Hands

The black cat demon, like a small mountain, stood quietly on the ground at this moment, with its bloody and broken head slightly raised, and there seemed to be a gaze in its dark eye sockets.

Ji Wuye took a deep breath, but then his eyes calmed down in an instant, and he looked at everything in front of him calmly.

Is this reality? Is this the real Nanning City?

No, is this still the Weird Domain, just a piece of reality separated from the Weird Domain.

"Don't move."

The woman's red lips opened softly at this moment, and Ji Wuye's figure became stiff in an instant.

It seemed that there was some kind of weird aura spreading around Ji Wuye, but he still did not make any move, just looked at everything in front of him coldly.

After all, he was the young pavilion master who suppressed [annihilation] for more than ten years and had two weird bodies. Ji Wuye had a deeper understanding of the weirdness in front of him than ordinary people.

If you are not sure of capturing it with one blow, don't attack the weirdness.

Otherwise, you will be completely targeted by the weirdness.

What is the logic of the weird behavior?

Killing?

No, it can only be based on instinct.

If the weirdness would kill people unconditionally, then the people who fell into the weirdness domain should have died as early as the beginning.

However, it is only a matter of time for ordinary people to die in the weirdness domain.

Like [annihilation], its instinct is to annihilate everything around it, regardless of people or things. The death of millions of people in three cities has no meaning to [annihilation].

Like [identity replacement], its instinct is just to let people replace their identities, not to kill people, but to get lost in it and lead to "death".

Like [legless man], his instinct seems to be to take away people's legs, but the person who was taken away, and then contacted with the weirdness, is not far from death.

All the words spoken by this mouth in front of him will turn into unsolvable magical powers, but will it kill people?

No words were heard again.

Ji Wuye's eyes were slightly stunned, but the trace of relief that just emerged in his heart was immediately extinguished by the black cat's tail.

The fingertips touched lightly.

Ji Wuye's expression did not change, and he let the black cat's tail sweep over his body.

Rumble.

His figure was instantly knocked into a nearby house, accompanied by a strong roar, and broke through several walls in succession.

He fell into the ruins, seemingly in a mess, but he was not injured at all.

If you look closely, you can see that there is always a tiny gap between his body and the rubble.

Just like Luo Qinghan.

Because he has two weirdnesses on his body - [Copy] and [Knowing]

The weirdness that sees through people's hearts.

The weirdness of copying weirdness.

And the current limit of the weirdness of [Copy] is three, and the duration is about two cups of tea.

Only three weirdnesses can be copied, and they can be used for fifteen minutes.

[Time Zero] [No Lower Limit] [Cause and Effect Gun]

This was his original choice.

But now [Time Zero] has been eliminated and turned into [Strange Door Coffin].

After knocking him into the ruins, the black cat demon did not look at him again, but jumped up and flew towards a certain direction in the city.

After a while, Ji Wuye released the illusory spear in his hand.

"So this ghost thing was attracted by my previous voice?"

Where is it going now?

Ji Wuye's figure lightly swept over, and soon he saw another figure.

"Brother, it's her. She has that precious medicine, the Soul-Separation Flower."

The voice of his sister suddenly emerged in his heart, causing Ji Wuye's eyes to pause slightly.

The Soul-Separation Flower is a precious medicine that can make people's souls leave their bodies for a long time without any harm.

It is exactly what he needs.

"Brother, don't let go of the enemies in the distance."

"With that precious medicine, brother can leave and give your body to me, hehe, hehe." The voice that emerged in his heart was accompanied by a foolish smile.

Ji Wuye's eyes were silent, and his voice was extremely gentle.

"Yes, I will give you my body, all my cultivation, everything I have, including the weirdness on my body, will be given to you."

"Hehe, brother is so nice, then brother, you gave me everything, what will you do in the future?" asked the sister who was drunk.

"This is not what you need to care about." Ji Wuye replied indifferently.

Ji Wuye stepped on a pavilion, his eyes slightly looking down, sweeping across his exquisite female body.

His face was calm, but there was a hint of disgust in his eyes.

He wanted to leave this body, leave this cage that was destined to die...

Even if he gave up all his cultivation, gave up his current status, and gave up everything, he would not hesitate.

He looked into the distance, looking at the figure that was being stared at by the weird black cat.

The girl's figure was like a white rainbow, stepping on the wall in the narrow alley and jumping up, avoiding the black cat's claws, and slashing at the "mouth" with a sword of light and shadow.

Ji Wuye's eyes were slightly surprised.

Such a fast sword, such a young fifth-level swordsman...

Where did Daxuan come from such a young fifth-level swordsman?

So the horrible sword wounds on the black cat were all caused by the girl in front of him?

No wonder the weird stared at the other party.

This is also why Ji Wuye would not attack the weird if he was not completely sure.

But how did she do this under the weird's unsolvable magical power?

A touch of cold aura bloomed on the sword body, but it dissipated after a moment, as if it could not continue.

Instead, the girl staggered back, and then turned around and ran away without looking back.

The aura dried up?

There was a hint of interest in Ji Wuye's eyes. He wanted to know how the other party managed to decipher the strange magical power.

【Intimate】

Understand people’s voices.

"There is actually a remnant soul in her body. This remnant soul is from the sixth realm. No, it seems to have reached the seventh realm..."

But Ji Wuye's eyes were full of doubts.

There was only one thing in the girl's mind at the moment.

That is to protect the remaining soul.

In addition, all sword moves and all actions, including the counterattack and retreat just now, were carried out unconsciously without any distracting thoughts.

"What a clear sword mind." Ji Wuye sighed softly, and then an indifferent smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

——————

"do not die."

The girl's clear voice had become a little hoarse, bright red blood continued to overflow from the corners of her lips, and her white chin was already soaked in blood.

With the help of strange power, Xia Anmeng's illusory figure did not fade away after all.

"Disciple..."

"I'm sorry, Master, it would be nice if my second sword was more accurate." Lu Caiwei was the first to speak, her words full of self-blame.

Xia Anmeng paused and denied.

"No, it's not your fault, it's my teacher..."

"I'm sorry, I wish I hadn't dropped that sword."

Although the black sword in his hand is sharp, it is a newly forged long sword that has not been cultivated and has never been used before.

If the previous sword had not been lost, and if the second sword had not missed the target, then the sword containing the traceless sword intent could directly crush this weirdness.

Hearing this, Xia Anmeng's phantom figure trembled, and his expression showed sadness.

If he hadn't been careless and let Lu Caiwei's most powerful sword be swung just to protect herself, the current situation would never have turned out like this.

A strange body is nothing.

She could sense Lu Caiwei's current state.

But at this moment, leisurely words came from the distant pavilion.

"Give me that soul-removing treasure medicine. It's just a strange thing. I can take action."

Lu Caiwei just glanced sideways and didn't make any response after seeing the figure of the woman with an indifferent smile.

On the contrary, it was Xia Anmeng, whose eyes flashed slightly at this moment, and whispered to Lu Caiwei.

"It was the woman from before, she actually survived."

"Um."

"Give her the Soul-Living Flower."

Lu Caiwei shook her head.

"Why?" Xia Anmeng sounded a little confused.

"No, I don't know, intuition." Lu Caiwei responded.

intuition?

Xia Anmeng was a little confused.

Lu Caiwei's breath was a little scattered, but her eyes were clear.

"She, she, is not a good person. If I give it to her, she won't help us."

Are you taking advantage of the situation?

Xia Anmeng sighed slightly and shook his head.

"How can I not know as a teacher, but this thing is useless to us, so there is no harm in trying it."

Lu Caiwei was silent for a moment, and then threw something with the light of the sword.

The Soul-Living Flower, which exuded pure white light and shadow, was thrown out and was caught in the palm of Ji Wuye's hand.

Staring at the Soul-Living Flower, the smile on the corner of her mouth became even more beautiful.

He took a deep breath, then smiled and asked Lu Caiwei, who was being chased by the cat demon.

"May I ask which sect you are from? Who is your master?"

Just like what I asked Ye Wuyou before.

Lu Caiwei didn't respond, but her eyes were a little colder.

"Then are you our Daxuan people, or are you from other places? Anxi? The Buddhist Kingdom? Great Yan?"

The girl holding the sword still didn't respond, but when she heard the word "Great Flame", she looked at the other party with cold eyes.

Ji Wuye didn't take it seriously, but finally felt a lot more relaxed inside.

Could it be that he is a cultivator from Great Yan? But just like Ye Wuyou, no wonder he had never heard of the young Wujing before.

Ji Wuye acted very cautiously. Every time before taking action, he would inquire about the opponent's power and background.

Don't provoke powerful enemies with strong backgrounds.

However, in Daxuan, there were few people he did not dare to offend. Among the younger generation, Luo Qinghan was the only one he could not afford to offend.

In the past, he would not ask, but would pry with [knowledge].

It's just that he couldn't pry into Ye Wuyou's heart. The woman in front of him had a clear heart as if nothing existed, but he couldn't pry into anything.

Thinking of this, Ji Wuye spoke calmly, his tone gradually becoming colder.

"Your talent is really amazing to me. It's just a pity that I had some enmity with my sister-in-law before. Now that I have taken your precious medicine, if I save you, I will be harming myself."

Ji Wuye added with a smile.

"But I'm not lying to you. It's just weird. I will take action, but not now."

As long as he uses the [Gear of Cause and Effect] that replicates Lu Zhaolin, this manifested Weird can really be captured by him with one blow.

Hearing these words, Lu Caiwei's expression showed no emotion at all.

An expected answer.

The corners of Lu Caiwei's eyes were a little tired, and her energy was exhausted. At this moment, she was relying solely on her sword moves to fight the enemy, and her figure had begun to slow down.

Weiyi didn't make a sound, but the immortal black cat alone was already too difficult for her to deal with.

The black cat was huge, and its dark eyes stared at her with a certain animalistic look.

Like a cat catching a mouse.

Always play before you die.

Obviously, as long as there is one more sword, no matter whether it is the weird thing in front of him or that person, just one sword is enough.

There was a sudden slight fluctuation in the ring.

Xia Anmeng's illusory figure showed up regardless of everything, with a resolute look, and her soul collapsed on its own.

The passing of thousands of years has smoothed her character. The experience of stepping into the seventh realm at the peak but accidentally turning into a remnant soul made her temperament change drastically, and she lost her heart to ask for the way.

When she first met Lu Caiwei, she really thought about whether to cultivate her slowly, and then take over her body and be reborn...

But at this moment, she only had one idea in her mind.

Give Lu Caiwei the power of a sword, and let all these annoying guys in front of her disappear.

She didn't look at the astonishment on her apprentice's face, her eyes were cold and cold, and there was also the arrogance that had never been shown before.

The illusory figure suddenly revealed a bright red dress, the sleeves fluttering, as red as blood.

Even if this would consume the remaining soul power, Xia Anmeng still did it.

This was her favorite color when she was young.

Although only a remnant soul was left, the aura on her body at this moment seemed to suppress everything.

The black cat demon stopped moving forward, and Ji Wuye on the distant pavilion had a ripple on his face.

It was as if in an instant, she returned to the arrogant Xia Anmeng a thousand years ago.

It was as if she had overcome some kind of heart knot.

Xia Anmeng's aura became stronger, but her consciousness gradually blurred.

She seemed to be able to vaguely hear her disciple's stuttering and crying cry beside her.

Tsk.

If she stutters when she speaks, how can she quarrel with others in the future, how can she control that kid...

That kid...

Oh, by the way, I haven't told her about this yet.

So Xia Anmeng turned around, she couldn't hear Lu Caiwei's voice, so she could only speak lightly.

"Disciple, there is one thing I haven't told you before. After all, this matter is related to your swordsmanship. If there is no man in your heart, you will naturally be a god when you draw the sword..."

The voice stopped abruptly.

A strong strange aura was emerging around Xia Anmeng's figure at this moment.

A dark wooden coffin was instantly unfolded, and then it was locked inside.

Xia Anmeng's figure disappeared just like that.

Lu Caiwei's eyes were slightly startled, and she stretched out her hand to touch something, but there was only emptiness in front of her eyes.

The next moment, the girl's eyes slightly shifted, looking at the pavilion not far away.

Ji Wuye stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead at this moment, and his frowning brows were slightly relaxed at this moment, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

He cast the Weird Door Coffin.

Just now, he used [Knowing Heart] to detect the inner thoughts of the remnant soul.

Originally, he didn't care, thinking that it was just a remnant soul, even if it disintegrated by itself, how much power could it bring to the woman?

But then he noticed the huge aura, Ji Wuye put away his contempt in his heart, and finally realized that the origin of the remnant soul was somewhat extraordinary.

In order to avoid more troubles and control everything under the situation that he could control, he took the initiative to take action.

He used the [Strange Door Coffin] from a distance and sealed it in the coffin.

Okay, now just wait for the cat demon to deal with the other party, and then I will take action to capture this strangeness and break the strange domain.

It can be regarded as a great achievement, saving countless ordinary people.

Well, why doesn't the cat demon move?

Under Ji Wuye's puzzled gaze.

The cat demon figure, like a small mountain, suddenly broke all its limbs and fell down powerlessly.

Scarlet blood spurted out like a spring, and then flowed all over the ground, filling the entire street.

The sword-wielding girl walked out of the blood spring step by step.

White clothes turned into blood clothes.

Blood dripped from the slightly raised sword tip.

The girl's beautiful face was stained with half of the blood, her eyes were empty, but she was always looking somewhere.

There was no aura on her body, because the aura had dried up.

Everything just now was all based on sword moves, the most mundane sword moves.

So this is...

Sixth Realm?

"Crazy, the sixth level of the Heart Demon Tribulation, how could she break through this step at this time."

"But she dares to go through the Heart Demon Tribulation in this state! She is just looking for death."

Ji Wuye's face was slightly gloomy. For some reason, he was stared at by the other party's empty eyes, and he was a little... afraid to look directly.

The illusory sun and moon Dharma appeared behind Lu Caiwei, relying solely on the Dharma revealed by the soul.

The sword tip was raised and pointed to the sky.

Ji Wuye frowned slightly, but then a sneer appeared in his eyes.

If the other party had sufficient energy, he might have retreated a little.

But with just this sword, he had no fear at all.

The girl stepped on her toes, her figure lightly swept, and she really slashed at him with a sword with that faint sword light.

Ji Wuye was unmoved and waved his hand gently.

"The relationship between master and disciple is deep. This Pavilion Master will send you to the same place."

A dark and strange aura appeared in front of him, and a coffin with an open lid appeared in front of him.

The sword did not deviate at all, as if it was going to jump into the coffin with the girl's figure.

But a strange aura of almost the same origin emerged faintly.

[Strange Door Coffin]

[Strange Door Coffin]

The Strange Door Coffin that had just been opened collapsed by itself at this moment.

Why? Ji Wuye was surprised.

The sword with a faint glow drove straight in and slashed straight.

The aura of the sword was weak, but the speed was extremely fast, and there was no time to use other magical powers.

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, there is still [No Lower Limit] protection, and she can't break it with this sword.

But in Ji Wuye's unbelievable sight, the weak sword light easily penetrated the infinite distance around him.

Why can this sword melt the strange rules...

So she just relied on this sword to deal with the weirdness?

The sword tip stabbed straight into his heart.

A roar exploded.

Countless magical powers emerged.

Ji Wuye took the initiative to use his magical power, but he was also in a mess and flew backwards, with incomprehension in his eyes.

The sword was very weak, and it didn't cause much damage to him just now, as if all the power was just melted on [No Lower Limit].

Can a sword only break the weird magical power once?

How did the Weird Door Coffin break it?

How could she eliminate the Weird Door Coffin without any effort?

The roar gradually dissipated.

In the smoke and dust, Ji Wuye's eyes were fixed.

A figure was standing in the smoke and dust at this moment.

That figure looked familiar...

But then, Ji Wuye's eyes were stunned.

That was the undead he buried with his own hands!

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