"Although my cultivation has disappeared, my eyesight is still there." As if I suddenly remembered something, Yang Wenjun sighed: "I can see that the magical powers you practice have their special powers. The nine sons were in a row back then.

You didn't read the wrong person in your hands, Zhuo Donglai's "Demon-Subduing Sword", Zhuo Ziyi's "Life and Death Sword", Zhang Ergou's "Overbial Spear", Junior Sister Leng's "Immortal Sutra", Lin Yulinxiang's "Yin and Yang Fu"

, they have already had a considerable aura. As long as you give you enough time, your future achievements will definitely be limitless. All practitioners in the world like to pursue higher cultivation and always want to embrace all rivers. However, few creatures can bring them to life.

Practicing one magical power to the extreme, in fact, the magical powers and techniques of practice are not absolute strengths and weaknesses. The Tao that is most suitable for oneself is the Tao that one should adhere to. Many practitioners are proficient in many very powerful magical powers, but it is difficult to

Exerting the greatest power is a taboo of being broad but not being dedicated. The path of cultivation is like marching and setting up a formation. It is important to be refined but not too much. As long as you each practice the magical powers you are practicing now to the extreme.

In one way, it may be stronger than practicing several magical powers together."

Ling Zheng Liuzi looked at each other, but there was a hint of admiration in his eyes. In the past two years, in order to pursue the ultimate goal, several people have confirmed and communicated with each other's way of practicing. After each verified, several people

The cultivation level has also been improved to a certain extent, but on this path of cultivation, when the cultivation vision is improved, it is almost impossible to improve combat power,,,,,,,,,

Yang Wenjun's eyesight alone is no longer accessible to anyone present.

The way of practice is to value essence but not quantity.

It is a taboo for practitioners to chew too much and not be dedicated.

Zhuo Junlin's face became very complicated.

Over the years, he has practiced more magical powers than Ling Zheng Liuzi combined. If he had followed Yang Wenjun's statement, he would have been wrong.

"You don't have to be too careful, you are different from them." Yang Wenjun shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Junior brother, you are like a rice bucket. No matter what kind of food it is, you can be put into it and cook it into delicious food. You are extremely arrogant, and you can even say that

The most incredible thing about you is that all the magical powers you practice will come naturally, just as these magical powers are created specifically for you."

Zhuo Junlin's face turned black and turned into a bottom of the pot.

Senior sister, what kind of metaphor do you think?

Have you ever had such a heroic and handsome guy as much as me?

Yang Wenjun looked at Zhuo Junlin and stared at Zhuo Junlin's eyes.

"Junior brother, I don't know what kind of concerns you have, nor do I know what you are escaping." Yang Wenjun sighed: "Over the years, I have seen many young heroes, and even seen some invincible talents.

The peerless genius. But since I first met you, I saw that your talent is far above me. If the human race's Shenwu Alliance wins the lead in this time, the human race will really lose its face.

It's great. Although the three sects have amazing combat power, the Confucian son is inconvenient to move. Daozi's weapons are still in your hands. Although the Buddhist son is powerful, he may not be able to defeat the powerful people of all races. So, I hope

You can take action yourself and take the lead for the human race.”

Zhuo Junlin's face turned dark: "Sister Sister, you think too much of me! What kind of existence is that? If you fight alone, neither Ye Chen nor Asura's combat power will be inferior to me. Feng Tianhuang

He even awakened the bloodline of Zu Feng. No one knew how strong it was. Mo Qingkuang was even more unfathomable. I even suspected that you did not do your best when you fought with him that day, and there were even more powerful trump cards that were not exposed.

There is also a monster like Bai Yingxue at the level of the formation master. Even the senior sister is not sure to suppress them all!"

"But, when you fought with me, did you really do your best?" A chill flashed in Yang Wenjun's eyes: "Don't think I don't know what your real trump card is, if you use that one

At the same time, I will use the "Supreme Illusion to Replace the True" at the same time. Even I will never be able to catch such three swords at the same time."

Yang Wenjun's eyes were full of affirmation: "And in the world, in the same realm, there is absolutely no creature in his life that can catch the three sword intents of Zhuxian under the Chaos Sword, not to mention that your clone cannot only have three."

When saying this, Yang Wenjun's eyes were filled with meaning.

Zhuo Junlin's mind was shocked, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

'The supreme illusion, the false return to the truth' is indeed an unparalleled auxiliary attack method in the world. Yuan Qing, who can cultivate half a step into a true immortal, is enough to perform the incarnation of the sixty-six paths. And that side of Qiuyue Mountain back then

In the small world, Yang Wenjun once witnessed himself that he could use nine clones.

Now, Yang Wenjun also specifically reminded that no creature in the world can withstand the three sword intents.

Hidden weakness.

When it is not necessary, never expose all your trump cards.

This is Yang Wenjun's advice and a warning.

"This battle may not be as simple as you imagined." A trace of helplessness flashed in Yang Wenjun's eyes: "If there is a choice, I will never push you to the forefront. The humiliation and helplessness of the human race for so many years,

All races regard us as objects that can be bullied at will. In terms of physical fitness, the human race is far inferior to the demon race. In terms of its vitality, the human race cannot be compared with the demon race at all. In terms of its longevity, the human race is far inferior to the ghost cultivator, and in terms of its soul.

In other words, the human race is not as good as the gods. Therefore, in this battle, the human race not only needs to win, but also let all living beings in the world know that the human race has never given up on itself, even if the person who used to be no longer present

In the world, there are still peerless strong people who can defeat the world and are invincible at the same level."

Zhuo Junlin only felt ten thousand divine beasts roaring by in his heart.

I am grateful to you in my heart and even regard you as my closest person, but you want to throw me out as a thug.

Although I like fighting on weekdays, my biggest hobby is to bully creatures who are weaker than myself.

You have chosen such a bunch of peerless geniuses with invincible talents for me. I still trust you so much. Will your conscience hurt if you do this?

"Senior sister, you've dug a bit big for me!"

"But you have to take it, right!"

"I,,,,,,," Zhuo Junlin couldn't help but speak for a moment.

Even now, Zhuo Junlin can't say anything to refuse.

If someone had made this request, even if Yuan Qing spoke in person, Zhuo Junlin would have traveled as far as he could soon. For such a dangerous thing, you should ask Gao Ming, my little arms and legs

Want to live a few more years.

However, no request made by Yang Wenjun, even just a word, did not have the courage to refuse from the bottom of his heart.

Even if it is a sea of ​​swords, fire, or even the Hell of the Avici, he must go.

"You six people must go too." Yang Wenjun smiled bitterly: "I may not have a chance to continue the road ahead. However, I hope you can continue for me. No matter how many thorns there are in the road ahead, you must not.

Give up, I hope that one day you will still remember that you were a senior sister like me when you reach the end of your journey."

"us,,,,,,"

Lingzheng's six sons all wanted to speak but stopped.

When it comes to the most respected creatures among his peers, who doesn’t regard Yang Wenjun as the most respected strong man in his heart? With one sword, no young man in the human race can’t help but admire this strange woman in the world.

However, when Yang Wenjun was at his peak, he directly abolished his cultivation, which was just to make enough tricks for the old man in white.

If there is a choice, any of them will be willing to abolish Yang Wenjun's cultivation.

But this incident has happened. Even if everyone is willing to die for the sake of death, they are just powerless.

No matter who it is, he could hear the desolation in Yang Wenjun's words, and even more sorrowful and sad.

No one speaks, and no one has the courage to speak.

If anyone present had lost all his cultivation, I'm afraid no one would have been more free and easy than Yang Wenjun now.

Everything in front of me is blood red.

White bones are like mountains, and the sky and the earth are dark.

All the colors between heaven and earth seem to have become much darker.

Flashes of gray fog flowed between the bones, as if they had spirituality. Among the blood shadows, all the blood color gradually faded away. After the gray fog passed, the blood red gradually burst out again, and it was indescribable strangeness.

The middle-aged man with a face as handsome as a jade-like face was expressionless and there was no color in his eyes.

A figure plate was at the end of the darkness, with a long hair and a crown, as if it could not sense any breath of life. But the figure plate plate was there, but it was like a tranquil king, and the world was filled with color.

"Prince."

The figure of the seat slowly opened his eyes, and the light in his eyes was like lightning. Even though they were far apart, it still made the middle-aged man feel invisible pressure.

"Ling Wuqi." The middle-aged man's face changed rapidly.

The figure of the seat slowly stood up, but suddenly there was a trace of silence in his eyes: "I didn't expect that there were creatures in the world who could remember my name, and I never thought that you were still alive in the world.

He was the first creature to come here. Perhaps the corner of the future I once captured has really become true, but you still betrayed the gods and the world that once relied on for survival."

Leng Ce couldn't help but shocked: "Ling Zhizun really captured a corner of the future that day?"

"Who doesn't have the means to capture a corner of the future at this point?" The man sighed softly: "I believe that in the eyes of the prince, I have seen a corner of the future, otherwise it would be impossible for me to come here today.

I am destined to disappoint the prince. The creatures in the world are destined to not be able to walk into the road behind me, let alone ask about the reincarnation path. If the prince has to go in, then I have to offend it."

"Without the Chaos Sword, Ling Wuqi may not have the charm of fighting against the sky and the earth back then." The prince sneered: "Even Ling Zhizun is now, he may not be my opponent. In the battle between you and me, you borrowed the heaven and earth back then."

The power of the divine weapon. But behind me, there is a Heavenly Emperor who handed me a cup of poison tea. Today, if you take action again, you may not be my opponent."

"Oh?" the man chuckled: "It turns out that there is such confidence in the prince's heart?"

"Isn't it?"

"Even if there is no chaos in my hand, can I not be invincible in the world?" The man's eyes became even more intense, as if two sharp sword intents condensed into substance: "There is a sword in my heart, and everything in the world can be a sword,

Without a sword, even if there is a sword in your hand, how could it be the sword? The sword heart is clear, why am I a Chaos Sword? The prince rarely has such a good interest. Let's try it to confirm whether the idea of ​​having a prince is correct.

It’s also easy for the prince to see it with his own eyes. Even if I, Ling Wuqi, have nothing in my hands, I can still be invincible in the world.”

Leng Ce's body was shocked, and a hint of solemnity appeared in his eyes.

If any creature in the world said such a thing, he could have taken action without hesitation. However, the person with his eyes made Leng Ce even more worried.

This time, Leng Ce has even made the possibility of dealing with everything.
To be continued...