True Martial World

When the young elder saw the huge eyes under the black vortex, the elders of other forces also noticed that the atmosphere was wrong.

When they looked at each other one by one, everyone seemed to become a wandering soul, and the whole person lost the ability to react.

It is difficult to describe the shock of that scene, the giant eyes of thousands of miles, occupying the entire burial god. It appears silent and does not cause any change, but this feeling is more and more surprising.

Under the sea, the place where many elders of power are located seems to have become a grave.

People stand there, like a messy tombstone.

People feel that after being locked in the dark and dark, like the endless starry sky, their whole body is stagnant, their souls are frozen, and even a small finger can't move!

What kind of eye is that, it is cold and vast, as if it is the eye of the sky, seeing all the creatures in the world as a dog.

When people look at it, they feel their own smallness from the heart. They are the first-class powerhouses in the Tianyuan world. They can move to the sea and go to heaven. But now, in the face of this mysterious and terrifying existence, they all feel like It is a cockerel.

This eye has a time of about a dozen, and then it is quietly hidden.

Many of the elders present were pale and paper-like, but they were only watched by the huge eyes for ten times, but they felt as if they had died.

That terrible eye seemed to see through their souls.

"What the **** is that?"

People are all shocked. Just facing the huge eyes, they really feel that there is no resistance. It seems that the thought of that eye can make them all die.

"It's just an illusion, or a projection of the eye. It can't really be an eye. If it's such a big eye, how big is its body? I'm afraid it's as big as the Yuanyuan world!"

The Tianyuan world is vast, and a life is as big as the Tianyuan world. This is hard to imagine.

If the eyes are just a projection, they can understand.

But even if it is a projection, this lurking in the horror of the burial gods still makes the elders of many forces stunned.

For so many years, no matter who, after entering the funeral gods, there is no news, it disappears, maybe it is killed by that eye!

Such terrible existence, lurking in places not far from them, makes people afraid. If the existence runs out, not all of them will die here?

Moreover, the tearing power of the dark vortex is getting stronger and stronger, which makes people more and more worried that once the burial gods have changed greatly, they will undoubtedly fall into extremely dangerous situation.

......

At this time, on the second floor of the descending tower, Yi Yun sat cross-legged. In front of him, a crystal clear relic was suspended. This relic was Yi Yun in the first trial. Kill the ancient wild beast and get the relic.

This ancient relic has two in total, and Yi Yun has collected it. Now he is practicing in the tower of the descending god. It is just good to use this ancient relic.

Yi Yun's spiritual strength is linked to the amethyst, and the pure vitality in the relics is continuously inhaled by Yi Yun.

Now Yi Yun's body is already a pure yang body. After repeated cleaning and refining, and the transformation of pure yang, Yi Yun has already reborn, and his body has a high degree of fit to energy.

The energy in these ancient relics flows through the limbs of Yiyun without any hindrance, and merges and accumulates at Dantian.

Dantian Zhuyuanji, the Yuanji species, and Yiyun’s meta-level cultivation at this time, went one step further.

I felt the vitality of the body and filled the whole body. It seemed to be sprayed out at any time. Yi Yun reached out and shot, and the array immediately floated. The battle pictures of the Black Spear Warrior and the Tsing Yi Swordsman reappeared.

In the past few months, if it is only cultivation, it is difficult for Yi Yun to defeat the young man. He needs to gain more insight from this sword.

Hey! The blue lightning flashed again, and Yi Yun’s broken sword on his lap immediately gave a low humming sound, and the sword trembled, holding the body of Yi Yun, stirring.

Under the support of the ancient relics, Yi Yun’s eyes were unremarkable. Before that, he insisted on a small half hour, and this time, Yi Yun did not know how long he had watched.

In the movie, the sword that the green shirt swordsman smashed occupied his pupil, and in his mind, the sword of the pure Yang Jiangong also emerged, gradually with the green swordsman A sword overlaps.

Yi Yun involuntarily held the broken sword and began to wave. However, this time, he waved very roundly, very difficult, just like there is something blocking him from swinging the sword.

This is not deeply aware of the sentiment of the sword, and the understanding of the kendo is not thorough enough.

These things formed a film, so that the sword that Yi Yun swayed could at most touch the trace of the sword, but it could not touch its essence.

"Ha ha ha ha!" Tsing Yi swordsman's unspeakable laughter came from the picture.

Looking at the laughter of the green shirt swordsman, Yi Yun remembered the owner of the Pure Yang Jian Palace and stayed on the seven killing stone tablets of the Pure Yang Jian Palace. The seven "killing" words were shocking!

"Let's kill the stone tablet, Mingwu mind! Waiting for it, the heavens will collapse, the Qiankun will not exist, I will be the heaven and earth, the life and death, the reincarnation, the soul of all beings, the casting of my sword, the blood of my invincible, the butcher Do the demon! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The words on the stone block of the Pure Yang Jian Gong, Yi Yun remember clearly.

Every word, the artistic conception contained in its strokes, Yi Yun also remembers.

These pictures appeared repeatedly in Yi Yun’s mind, and he seemed to have a little more insight in his heart.

One of the swords, idealism, and sex!

It is different from the knife. It lacks some momentum of killing and braveness. It is more about nature and heart.

The owner of the Pure Yang Jian Palace, as well as the Tsing Yi Swordsman, their swords are all made by the heart.

The Tsing Yi swordsman's debauchery, the pure Yang Jiangong master written on the seven killing stone tablets contains the murderous, eternal hatred, and wants to annihilate the words of the sky.

These are the hearts of the Tsing Yi Swordsman and the owner of Chunyang Sword Palace!

Their killings, their understanding of the martial arts, and even their character are integrated into this sword. This sword can be said to contain their life and their understanding of martial arts.

Yi Yun put the broken sword on his lap, and in his mind, he began to recall his life.

When I finally crossed the cloud, I found that Amethyst began to cultivate. When I met Lin Xinyu in the night, when I went to the election of the Kingdom of God, when I was on the contest, I saw that Jiang Xiaorou was taken away when he was taken away in the dungeon. ......

All the things that have come through this world have emerged in front of Yi Yun. There are joys and sorrows, and all the insights he has learned since the martial arts.

This process does not know how long it lasted. Yi Yun suddenly blinked in his eyes. He jumped up and broke his sword in his hand.

This sword, accompanied by his cry, seems to be to release all the thoughts in the heart out of the ordinary, slamming the front!

In an instant, Guanghua emerges!

Hey!

A terrible sword mans appeared on the earth, as if it were a sword of the gods, and opened the earth!

The rocky soil is ruined, and the sword is unstoppable. The sword is dazzling and stretches to the horizon, leaving a huge and scary sword mark!

This sword mark, like a deep rift, is also like the scar of the earth.

At this moment, Yi Yun felt that the film was pierced with this sword!

Yi Yun looked at the huge sword marks left in front of him, and there was a flash of excitement in his eyes.

"It is!"

This sword finally made him evolve a little bit of charm. With this sword, he is enough to stand in the Tianyuan world!

Yi Yun took a deep breath and looked up at the entrance to the tower.

He jumped and smashed the rock under his feet and jumped directly to the height of a few thousand feet. He flew over the entrance to the second floor of the tower, and once again set foot on the third floor leading to the tower.

He strode forward and his heart was burning.

In one breath, one third of the ladder, in front of Yi Yun, once again appeared the green shirt boy who stopped him.

Standing with his sword, he stood on the ladder high and looked down at Yi Yun.

"Is it coming again?" said the young man in the green shirt.

Yi Yun mouth corners with a slight curvature, calmly said: "Sword out!"

... (to be continued.)