This is what cultivating immortals is like

Yan Jun is not a demon cultivator. Before the integration stage, he was a human race with pure blood.

As his cultivation entered the stage of transcending tribulation, he felt that the human race's physique was weak, and even if the sword body was fully developed, it would not be enough to carry the power of the immortal sword intention.

Not even the incomplete ones.

Fusion of two sword intentions is easy, fusion of three sword intentions is difficult, and each time a sword intention is added after that, it becomes more and more difficult until it is as difficult as the sky.

The reason for this, Yan Jun believes, is not only the lack of understanding, but also the physical deficiencies.

Make up for any deficiencies, and there are many ways to strengthen your physique.

Regardless of whether it is a Buddhist or a demonic sect, the methods of body refining all have merits. Taking the wisdom of the predecessors and combining the strengths of all the schools, we will definitely be able to turn the world around.

Yan Jun first practiced Buddhism and then practiced demonic skills. His physical body changed and he was completely reborn, and his incomplete immortal sword spirit was added to another one. Like Qin Fangtian, there were seven fusions in total.

The idea was confirmed to be correct, Yan Jun's confidence greatly increased, and he exchanged blood to inject the blood of the demon clan into himself.

It is not a random decision, but the result of careful consideration.

According to legend, the Immortal Sword Master left the Sutra and walked out of the Great Wasteland. Where is the Great Wasteland? The vast world beyond the Buzhou Mountains, where the monster race originated.

There is a great possibility that the Sutra of Abandonment is not from the human race. His body inherits the blood of the demon race, and his starting point is far beyond that of the human race, so that he can understand and control the immortal sword intention.

Yan Jun did this, and then he became miserable.

The tripartite situation was broken, and the four forces of Taoism, Buddhism, demons, and demons exchanged opinions fiercely in the body. They restricted each other and made it difficult to tolerate each other. Not only did the physique not strengthen, but it also weakened to the point of being covered with injuries.

Even if he was exchanged for blood again, the blood acquired with a lot of money would pollute his body, turning him into a half-human, half-demon, now a sick and consumptive ghost.

One wrong step, and the immortal sword will be unforgettable for the rest of your life.

Even so, Yan Jun still firmly believes that the immortal sword has strict and harsh requirements on the user's body.

The path is right, just bad luck.

Closer to home, Yan Jun is not a demon. His body is polluted and he understands some of the supernatural powers of his blood. His blood cannot suppress Lu Bei, and he will not be suppressed by Lu Bei.

He staggered and quickly regained his footing. He held the Flower Buddha finger in his left hand and the Heaven-killing Demon finger in his right hand. The eight paths of energy were powerful, sealing the sky and the earth, and enveloped all directions with great coercion.

boom! ! !

The scorching white sword light swept across, colliding with the power of the Buddha and the devil. It was like a thunder in the air, and the sun shone across the sky, covering the entire Everlasting Mountain with a layer of white.

Yan Jun pressed forward step by step, the demonic aura billowing around him, his fingers flying around, the space boiling, and there was a slight tendency of collapse.

Lu Bei's face was pale. Every time Yan Jun took a step forward, he took a step back. Regardless of the consumption of mana, the two divine swords were as powerful as rainbows, struggling to withstand the pressure of the tribulation period.

The Tribulation Stage was so powerful that it was barely 50-50, but Yan Jun was weakened by Qin Fangtian, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to fight.

There is no way, I am not strong enough, I can only fight for my qualifications.

Lu Bei glanced at the qualification inventory of 4.315 billion, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and decisively crossed out 1.5 billion.

1.5 billion qualifications, not to mention earth-shattering, but also littered with corpses. Among them, there are the blood and tears of Xin Lijun and others, as well as the wails of the dead souls of Moxue Old Demon, Wu Xian and others.

Ahem, every qualification represents justice.

[Immortal Sword Intent Lv8 (1w/18E)] Immortal and undefeated, eternal; the sword heart is immortal, the sword body is incorruptible; the nine swords are coercive, for those with unparalleled sword skills, the lethality of sword moves is increased by 45000%

The sword light surged across the wilderness.

The scorching white light rushed straight into the immortal formation, piercing a large hole in the cloud eye. The two nine-handed swords of Dashitian and Dajingtian withstood the unbearable pressure on the swords, and received unparalleled satisfaction in the whine of the swords.

What's more, Tianjian Peak, like that thing, trembled violently and then calmed down.

Uh-huh! !

White light hits your face, tingling your skin.

Yan Jun's eyes suddenly shrank, and the white sword light reflected in the golden light. The next second, the sword light swept across, cutting his head in half...

The void broke open, and Yan Jun looked at the sword shadow clone who had died as a substitute in shock. There was a dull pain in his cheek, and he raised his hand to wipe it away. The bright red color was dazzling.

And the immortal sword intention that was submerged in his body ran rampant without restraint, breaking through layers of defenses in one second, reaching the heart of the sword and the place where the sword intention was dormant.

"Wow---"

Yan Jun's face suddenly changed, his illness and injury worsened, he vomited blood, and his pair of golden eyes returned to a dull state.

Take advantage of his illness and kill him.

Lu Bei let out a long roar, his body transformed into a demon, and he held a nine-sword in each hand. After fighting for a long time, he took the initiative to attack for the first time.

The four spirits in the sky were pushed across the border, and were knocked down from the mortal world by the Lord of Hell. The five elements and five phenomena turned the world upside down, and were crushed by the Lord of Hell with his hand. However, he still dared not touch the two sword lights entwining the Immortal Sword.

At first glance, Lu Bei, who is in the realm of refining the void, has the power of the Tribulation Stage under him and is outputting it like crazy.

…

Boom! !

In the dark void, two sword lights suddenly collided.

Zhan Lexian wielded his great power and laid a heavy sword prison. Jing Ji resisted with the elder's sword, but was repulsed in just one breath. Seeing that Lu Bei was not at his side, he quickly used the Great Shantideva to counterattack, regaining the game and barely saving the face of the elder of the Nine Swords.

"Elder Jing, hold the Shantideva in your hand tightly, don't let anyone take it away." Zhan Lexian laughed loudly, and the sword force swept down, overturning the sword field under Jing Ji's cloth with one move.

In a one-on-one competition of swordsmanship and swordsmanship aptitude, Jing Ji may not be Zhan Lexian's opponent, but when it comes to talking skills, even ten Zhan Lexian can't beat him.

Seeing that Zhan Lexian was humiliating himself, Jing Ji decided to help him, and laughed loudly: "Zhan Lexian, you are a traitor who sells his daughter for glory, but you have the nerve to make fun of Jing. Let me ask you, you sell swords to others Women work as cows and horses, but has the man named Lu ever been polite to an old dog?"

Zhan Lexian broke through the defense in one second, and was so angry that his orifices were filled with smoke. The mighty sky waved his sword like ink, and the thunderous sword sound swept across the situation, killing Jing Ji until he screamed and ran away.

One of the two was running, the other was chasing, the other was taunting, and the other was yelling, and their style was so distorted.

On the other side of the void, the battle between Mu Lichen and Juan Fei was much more serious.

The sea of ​​fire burned the sky, killing each step, and the two cold eyes met, each wanting to overpower the other in terms of sword intent.

Jun Fei led the Great Virtue Heaven to release the waves of fire. The demon body had two wings, and its slender figure was bathed in it, showing a domineering and majestic look.

Mu Lichen was in charge of the Great Yantian. He was dressed in a gray robe as a handyman, and his momentum was not lost at all. The sword light rolled up the rolling river, like water without form, and like the wind without quality, suppressing the burning sea of ​​​​fire and making it difficult to gain momentum.

This guy has such advanced swordsmanship qualifications, and he has been observing the wall for hundreds of years, and he has actually developed this level of swordsmanship.

The two powerful forces collided, and Juan Fei felt that the enemy was difficult. The black sword was covered with a layer of golden flames and red light, and he slashed continuously in the void. Countless fire crows acted as the vanguard, causing boundless waves of fire to roll down.

Fire is extraordinary fire, it can burn the soul's magic power, and it will not stop until it burns all the soul.

Mu Lichen frowned slightly, and started to shoot dozens of fire crows with one palm, and then slashed with the sword sharply, splitting the sea with white light, shaking both sides of the sea.

This blow was so powerful that a sea of ​​red fire rose up. Before it could fall, it was wiped out by the sword's will.

Juan Fei snorted coldly, opened the barrier in the air, and while resisting the approaching sword light, another golden light appeared.

At this moment, Mu Lichen's figure sped towards him, and Juan Fei was overjoyed and jumped into the ring of fire.

"You are so brave. If you take the initiative to seek death, I will help you."

Jun Fei swept across Dade Tian, ​​and the two of them came to a place where their sword skills collided with their sword principles. The sword wind competed with the sword power, causing ripples in the void, and white light flames exploding one after another.

The golden light rushed forward, divided into six golden sword blades, and the formation was synchronized, and it penetrated into Mu Lichen's heart.

This was a blow that was inevitable, but Mu Lichen easily avoided it. Juan Fei was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Mu Lichen's illuminated sword soul. He felt a chill in his heart and secretly thought that this beast could not be left behind.

The two swords flashed again, and the afterimages collided back and forth. After a hundred swords passed, Jun Fei dispersed the useless sea of ​​fire, his sinister eyes full of horror.

Mu Lichen's swordsmanship aptitude was a little stronger than he imagined.

"The posture is flashy, the sword is just a sword, blending in impurities, what's the difference between self-defeating martial arts? Don't you think that those who are extremely passionate are extremely Dao."

Mu Lichen snorted coldly, and stepped forward while Juan Fei was in a state of confusion. The scorching white sword light pierced the surrounding areas, avoiding the fire waves that Juan Fei had set up in a hurry. The moment he found the flaw, the shadows of the sword flew around and surrounded him. The golden light and red flames came.

Dayan Tian slashed straight down, the sword edge entwined with white light, and the power was so powerful that it pierced people's eyes, as if it was also an immortal and incomplete version that integrated several sword intentions.

Juan Fei raised his sword, and the sky was covered with red light. The moment the two swords collided, a sword roared into the sky.

Hiss————

Mu Lichen slid down the sword's edge smoothly, and the sword soul found a flaw in a ten thousandth of a second. He shook the sword's edge, first lifting it as if it was light, and then lifting it as if it was light. The moment it swayed away from the Great Detian, the scorching white sword light went crazy. roar.

This sword contains the hatred of being imprisoned for hundreds of years.

The long arm flew out, and Jun Fei stained the void with blood. The iron-clad strongman remained silent, controlling the Great Detian with one arm, and waited quietly for his left arm to recover.

However, it didn't. The life in the severed arm was wiped out, and there was no tendency for flesh and blood to grow.

The method of sword talisman!

This man was so fast that even when his hands and feet were freezing, he was able to hide it from my eyes.

Juan Fei was horrified and timid for the rest of his life. His sword path suddenly lost its order. Although it only lasted for a moment, under the influence of Mu Lichen's sword soul, this moment was enough to kill him.

The bamboo stick moved forward and inserted directly into Juan Fei's left eye socket. The juice exploded and the pain made him grit his teeth unbearably.

The physical pain was secondary, but the mental blow was terrifying. Juan Fei knew he was no match, so he fended off Mu Lichen with a sword and escaped through the void.

The black crack tore open, and Juan Fei ran away in embarrassment with one arm and one eye. He was shocked to realize that there was endless murderous intent behind him, and he looked up to the sky and screamed:

"Master, save me!!"

"No one can save you."

Mu Lichen stalked in pursuit, his black hair dancing wildly, and his black sword reaching the back of Jun Fei's neck.

On the other side, Chong Yuxiao, who was fighting fiercely with Qin Fangtian, heard his apprentice asking for help and hurriedly came to his aid.

The broad sword washed through the sky filled with stars, forcing Qin Fangtian to take half a step back. He opened his mouth and spat out a stream of black light, heading straight in the direction of Juan Fei.

The black light rose up in the wind, past Jun Fei who was running away in embarrassment, and when it arrived in front of Mu Lichen, it turned into a figure shrouded in anger.

The deep black eyes stirred up the whirlpool, making Mu Lichen feel frightened. It was the person in Shui Zeyuan's tomb...

Earthly Immortal Corpse!