Sign In Buddha’s Palm

The towering hall.

Su Qin looked happy.

"Two years, although it is a bit long, but condensing the micro-field, it is not without gain."

Su Qin nodded slightly, thinking to himself.

If you let those big headmasters overseas know Su Qin's thoughts, their eyes will be red with jealousy.

For them, even if it takes 80 years and 100 years to condense the micro-field, they will be full of ecstasy, and they can't wait to invite overseas myths to celebrate.

As for two years

These great sect headmasters probably won't even have this idea.

Because this is so incredible, what can you do in two years? It takes more than two years to just close the gate, let alone condensing the micro-field, even if you sort out your true essence a little, I am afraid that two years will pass.

"Congeal."

Su Qin thought for a moment.

Immediately, an invisible force, centered on him, spread to a radius of 100 zhang.

"This hundred meters range is my domain. Within this, any power is under my control."

Su Qin felt the subtleties of the field carefully, and his face was thoughtful.

There is an essential difference between the realm and the power of heaven and earth.

For example, when two mythical warriors fight, no matter where or when, they can control the power of heaven and earth as a means to suppress each other.

After all, the power of heaven and earth comes from heaven and earth. As long as it is a mythical warrior, it can be controlled. At most, there is a difference in scope.

But the field is different.

If a mythical warrior is in the realm, even if he is the peak of the fifth or sixth heaven, he will be shocked to find that he cannot control the power of heaven and earth at all, as if he was knocked down from the realm of mythology.

simply put.

Within the domain, Su Qin is the only ruler. As long as Su Qin is unwilling, no mythical warrior can borrow a trace of power within his domain.

"Not bad."

"It's no wonder that the mythical warriors in the cohesion domain and the mythical warriors without the cohesion domain are completely two levels."

Su Qin looked surprised.

Although Su Qin is still in the seventh heaven,

But under the blessing of the domain, even if he was besieged by several ten myths of the same level, he was not afraid.

Even if the myth of the same level of the siege falls into his domain, I am afraid that life and death will be controlled by Su Qin.

Of course, there is no Seventh Heaven Mythology that is so stupid, who would foolishly break into the realm.

After all, the Suqin domain has just begun to form, but it is only a hundred feet wide.

For ordinary people, the range of a hundred feet may be very large, but in the eyes of mythical warriors, it is just a matter of thought.

Mythical warriors are not fools, and it is impossible to forcibly move up when they know that they are defeated.

"Pity."

"It would be nice if the field was bigger."

A trace of regret appeared on Su Qin's face. Compared with the power of Baili Heaven and Earth controlled by Su Qin, the range of Baizhang Domain has been significantly reduced.

However, this idea only flashed in Su Qin's mind.

Compared with the realm of invulnerability, the so-called power of heaven and earth is a joke. It is like the difference between ten taels of cotton and one tael of gold.

"It is said that as long as you enter the realm of the gods on the land, the micro realm will transform into the great realm, covering hundreds of miles in an instant."

Su Qin was leisurely fascinated.

The realm he has condensed now is, to be precise, just a miniature realm, or even a prototype of the realm.

But even so, with such a great power, it is conceivable how earth-shattering the Dacheng Domain of the Land Immortal Great Arhat level should be?

Next.

Su Qin continued to experience the various magical uses of the micro field, and finally calmed down.

"correct."

"Try whether the Demon God's Blade obtained by signing in to the Demon Cave World can break through the realm."

Su Qin suddenly thought.

Among all the weapons Su Qin has seen, the Devil's Blade is the most sharp and terrifying to the extreme.

Even Su Qin, if he only relies on the power of his fleshly body, he cannot stop the slash of the Demon God's blade.

Of course, Su Qin couldn't stop him, but the Devil's Blade couldn't help Su Qin.

Because with Su Qin's strength, he would never let the Devil's Blade touch him.

Besides, Su Qin also has the magical power of rebirth of flesh and blood. Unless the blade of the devil can completely wipe out Su Qin in an instant, Su Qin is immortal and can recover indefinitely.

hum!

I saw a strange long knife with a strange shape like a sickle and a full moon appearing in Su Qin's hand.

In an instant, a deep breath filled the air, making people feel as if they were in an abyss.

"good."

Su Qin held the handle of the knife and waved it at will.

Even if Su Qin didn't use any power, when waving the Demon God's Blade, he could feel the wisps of extremely sharp blade Qi permeating, almost piercing the air.

"field."

Su Qin's thoughts moved, and the power of the misty domain entangled the Demon God's Blade.

block! !

The blade of the Demon God made a sound of a knife, and Su Qin waved it gently, and a dark and deep knife light appeared, breaking the power of the domain, and finally slowly dissipating.

"The Devil's Blade can break through the realm, but the realm can also wear down the Devil's Blade."

Su Qin touched his chin and judged in his heart.

It has to be said that the Demon God's Blade is very terrifying, and it can even break through the invisible and intangible realm.

You must know that even if the Seventh Heaven and Eighth Heaven Gods and Demons do not condense the micro-domain, they will not be able to do anything about the domain, but since the blade of the devil can cut through the power of the domain, it can be seen how sharp it is.

Su Qin's thoughts were up and down, and he put the Devil's Blade back into the system space.

The system space is unique. As long as Su Qin in the Devil's Nest World puts the treasures obtained by signing in into the system space, Su Qin, who is far away in Chang'an City, can take out the Devil's Blade from the system space.

vice versa.

"The field is beginning to form and needs to be stabilized."

Su Qin slowly closed his eyes again and fell into practice again.

It took Su Qin two years to condense the micro-field, and naturally he intends to completely stabilize the field before considering other things.

And after Su Qin continued to retreat,

Ruan Qing outside the East Palace was inexplicably shocked.

Just now, the vitality of the heaven and the earth in a radius of hundreds of miles was shaking. If Ruan Qing hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed it.

Even a mythical warrior, the limit of control over the power of heaven and earth is a hundred miles. As for a few hundred miles, it is probably the realm that only the real peak myths can reach.

"The master is too strong"

Ruan Qing sighed lightly, his face full of awe.

For more than a year, Su Qin did not stop Ruan Qing from practicing. On the contrary, in the first year, he often pointed Ruan Qing.

But now, with the help of the cultivation environment in the East Palace that is not inferior to overseas, coupled with the tidal recovery of vitality, and the occasional guidance of Su Qin, the cultivation base has been improved again, reaching the peak of the triple heaven.

Even Ruan Qing faintly had the illusion that as long as he was given decades or hundreds of years, he would be sure to break through the shackles and enter the realm of the fourth heaven.

You must know that even if it is overseas, the myth of the Fourth Heaven is enough to serve as the elder guardian of those great sects.

Ruan Qing originally thought that he had no hope of entering this level in his life, but after only staying in Chang'an City for less than two years, he saw hope.

"The tidal recovery of vitality is becoming more and more obvious."

Ruan Qing looked at the sky and muttered to herself.

He can progress so fast, of course, there is a big aspect, from Su Qin's guidance, but the influence of the heaven and earth environment is also not small.

"It's been almost two years."

"The tidal recovery of vitality is much faster than I imagined. The headmasters of the overseas sects should have noticed it, right?"

A trace of worry appeared on Ruan Qing's face.

Even if the headmasters of the great sects did not believe in the existence of the land of great competition at first, thinking that overseas will continue to flourish, but with the passage of time, the tide of vitality has become more and more violent. With the ability of those headmasters, they must be aware of it. what.

"However, with the master's strength, even in the face of a great sect that has been passed down for thousands of years, one should be qualified to negotiate."

Ruan Qing guessed in his heart.

Just when Su Qin retreated and the world gradually fell into stability.

A man wearing a blood-colored robe appeared out of thin air, wandering in the sky, and wherever he passed, the breath enveloped and suppressed everything.

All the warriors were terrified. Under the breath of the man in the blood-colored robe, they didn't even dare to lift their heads, and they knelt down one after another, as if welcoming the supreme monarch.

After the blood-colored robe man completely left, the warrior barely straightened his waist.

"He, who is he?"

"Why is the breath so terrifying?"

"Controlling the qi and riding the wind, is it a martial arts myth?"

Countless warriors trembled in their hearts and kept talking.

Even if the vitality has recovered and cultivation has become easier, the existence of the martial arts myth level is still unattainable.

Since the national teacher Meng Yuan passed away in a flash and was killed by Su Qin with one finger outside Chang'an City, there has never been a new martial arts myth in the world.

But now, this man in a blood-colored robe is causing a huge wave in everyone's hearts.

Just then, another news came out.

"Isn't he the mythical patriarch from Blood Killing Sect two hundred years ago?"

As soon as the news came out, the entire Jianghu martial arts industry exploded.

The mythical patriarch of the Blood Killing Sect disappeared across the sea more than two hundred years ago.

Not only the mythical patriarch of the Blood Killing Sect, but all the mythical warriors who have crossed the sea in all dynasties have never returned.

"The world is going to be in chaos again"

Some old warriors thought sadly in their hearts.

And at this time.

Wearing a blood-colored robe, the mythical patriarch of the Blood Killing Sect came to the helm of the Blood Killing Sect.

"kindness?"

"no one?"

The blood-killing patriarch frowned, his terrifying spiritual thoughts covered every inch, and finally found a blood-killing disciple who was hiding nearby.

"Grandfather."

"Master, you are finally back."

The blood-killing disciple immediately burst into tears.

When every disciple of the Blood Killing Sect entered the door, they must bow down to the portrait of the Blood Killing Patriarch.

Therefore, the Blood Killing Sect disciple recognized the Blood Killing Patriarch right away.

"In the end what happened?"

The blood-killing patriarch frowned.

"Patriarch, my blood-killing sect was a scattered sect disciple who was persecuted by the martial arts myth of Tang country."

The disciples of the Blood Killing Sect hurriedly told what they had experienced over the years.

"Tang country?"

"Wulin myth?"

"It's not bad. I didn't expect that two hundred years after I left, another martial arts myth was born."

Blood Killing Patriarch nodded slightly, as if admiring the younger generation.

"but."

"Since you dare to provoke me, you are courting death."

A trace of murderous intent flashed in the depths of the blood-killing ancestor's eyes.

"Patriarch, the martial arts myth of the Tang Kingdom, who used to be thousands of miles apart, killed the three top-ranked rankers of my blood-killing gate with the divine light of heaven and earth. Patriarch, you must avenge us."

The blood killing disciple said again.

"what?"

"Shoot thousands of miles apart?"

The look of Blood Killing Patriarch, who had always been calm and composed, finally changed.

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