Archive of Fate’s End Chapter 74: Get rid of the shackles and enter the entrance
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As the sword was cut out, Shi Xuan felt that the sword light had become slower and slower, as if it was a heavy obstacle hindering the shackles blessing layer by layer.
Even the yīn **** in his 〖body〗 is contradictory. On one side, he wants to continue to cut out with great clarity and determination. On the other, he wants to pull the sword light and interfere with the sword light. Let it slow down and stop.
But this is such a sharp and determined sword that Shi Xuan has never cut. It seems to cut off everything that is in front of him, whether it is someone else or himself.
The purple sword light seems to be divided into two, one in the void, chopping towards the shackles, and the other appearing in the heart, chopping towards your own yīn god.
A lot of obstacles hinder the shackles from breaking through, the **** yīn seems to be broken piece by piece, and the sword light comes out thinly.
While the shackles and the yīn **** are broken, Shi Xuan vaguely feels that in illusion, it seems that there is a simple and powerful mysterious door slowly opening a gap.
This is the first time that Shi Xuan has played the sword of "Beijing Lord of Death" so heartily since he completed the fragment of "Zhou Tianxing Fighting Swordsmanship", and has fully exerted his true spirit of swordsmanship. , Kill "self" first and then kill.
The inexhaustible killing and death meant that the two regiments facing the sword of Shixuan had not yet recovered from the stagnation of the Tai Chi figure 〖Suppress〗God hún, they immediately fell into a seemingly deadly intention Swords, swords and swords kill hún's dark world without extrication.
Especially Xiao Yingyu, who was a venerable yīn deity for thousands of years, cultivated high and deep, and prepared a means to deal with the Taiji figure, so after the glint of the light, he had been awake from the crackdown of the Taiji figure.
But the ensuing sword of death is to make this great master who is intensively researching the way of ghosts and death techniques, the whole body of God is difficult to restrain and boil, 〖body〗 The gods bred in the body are stupid He moved and wanted to break out of the body, and all kinds of grievous ghost illusions appeared in his yīn god, as if preparing to swarm and devour his flesh.
The exercises were temporarily out of control, and under the illusion of terror, Xiao Yingyu could only stand there staring blankly, watching the bright and bright purple sword light cut to himself.
Ao Tingtao and his two corps behind Shi Xuan, first of all did not expect that Shi Xuan would shoot at this time and this place, and then they were deterred by Shi Xuan's sword intention, and they reacted slowly.
At this time, Ao Tingtao can’t wait to kill Shi Xuan, because even if he is now 10% sure, he is too late. At most, when he cut the sword light on Xiao Yingyu, they killed them together. But if Xiao Yingyu died, then he could no longer find the entrance to the world of Xiaoqian, which was not worth the loss.
So the Weijiu Corps where Ao Tingtao is agglomerated is no longer an infinite sun sword, but a pair of light wings. The light wings come out of the array and become as long as a hundred feet, and the feathers come to life, and then a fan , Appeared on Xiao Yingyu's back.
Then the wings fluttered again, and they took Xiao Yingyu out of the face of Jianguang.
The purple sword light was split among the corps, and a huge purple hemisphere appeared suddenly on the spot. The electro-optical thunder snake swam quickly and shrouded in it. The **** venerable master, Jindan master, **** hún period monks were there In the dark world of illusions, even the screams are too late to be scorched, they are black, carbonized,
Gasification.
Although Xiao Yingyu didn’t face the sword light directly, because the Zi Yun sword was a magic weapon, and Shi Xuan’s sword intention, the light wing took him not far away, and was eroded by the sword light, and the feather pieces fell. So Xiao Yingyu had to face Jian Guangyu bō.
However, at this time, Xiao Yingyu had suppressed the runaway in the body 〖Body〗, and a mother, nine sons, and ten oily gods sprang out of him, forming a strange formation, emitting green The fire wrapped him up, blocking the outside of the purple sword.
After the broken yīn **** in the illusion, Shi Xuan fell into endless darkness, but it was not absolute darkness, because there was a long river flowing in midair, I don’t know where it came from, I don’t know where it will go Wherever it goes, it is full of deep and distant meaning that its river seems to be still there. It has always been so blessed and calm, and it has divided into countless tributaries, but those tributaries will eventually merge into the mainstream sooner or later.
Shi Xuan shattered into countless yīn gods scattered in this long river, sinking and floating, until a simple and mysterious gate appeared above the river, with a small gap, which exuded a burst of suction.
Affected by this attraction, the innumerable yīn **** fragments each absorbed some mysterious long river water, turned into light spots, and cast them into the gap.
As the distance is closer to the gap, these light spots become larger and larger, and the last one is transformed into a human shape.
The general with a white horse and a silver gun, covered with feather arrows, has an angry face, but no hate, looking around, wanting to ask why the emperor and the old man are so cruel, although the monarch wants to die, The courtier had to die, but he always needed an explanation to face his siblings.
There are scholars wearing lun shawls, who are amiable and gentle, with a faint smile on their faces, thinking in their hearts that although they wholeheartedly want to serve the court and save the country from danger, but since the emperor and the elder don’t pay attention to me, then I will only Being able to vote on the other side, even if tens of millions of people die, will not hesitate... their own value must be better than others' life!
Slightly silent young man, wearing a shirt and a Western look, walked around numbly with an expression, nagging: "This should be designed like this, this should be done like that, no way, it’s too late, it’s almost late. Hey I really want to relax and go on a trip for a while." There are still many young people, such as those who meet the old man in the car, some who pass by when the old man begs, and some who sit quietly in the examination room. , Some left and right, suddenly threw a paper ball to the beautiful women in front, some worked diligently through the night, some didn’t want to take chuáng to ask for leave in the morning, some looked lonely at the computer late at night, some just looked forward to work Going home to play on the computer..., belongs to a person but contradictory.
Another figure saved a big official and became his best son-in-law.
After saving a big official, he was only rewarded with a bit of silver, but was later killed by his enemies.
In the night temple, when the white fox turns into a beautiful woman, she forms a relationship, and after high school, she stays in the same place.
In the night temple, when the white fox turns into a beautiful woman, she forms a love affair, and after a night, she **** Yuanyang dry, and finally bit her neck.
Countless personal shadows, countless experiences.
Who are I, who are I?
When the purple sword light disappeared, Xiao Yingyu recovered, and the expression on the childish face was fierce. There was only one legion that he could compete with Ao Tingtao! Damn it!
He looked at the annihilated corps and saw a sip of flying sword flying in mid-air, sending out bursts of purple light to support Shi Xuan, and Shi Xuan's eyes closed, seeming to faint.
"Magic weapon!" Xiao Yingyu's eyes suddenly became hot, as did Ao Tingtao. Even the monks who were not ghosts looked at the purple flying sword with their eyes bright.
"It turned out to be the potential of Ji, I said how could there be such a powerful golden bridge and sword light!" Xiao Yingyu said with hatred in his heart, and at the same time let the remaining legion of him condense an infinite amount of sunlight sword, ready to cut to Shi Xuan Go, anyway, the magic weapon will not be damaged.
Ao Tingtao also instructed a regiment to condense an infinite amount of sunlight swords. This time there is a magic weapon to be credited, even if you don’t go to Xiaoqian World, you will make it up. Besides, there will be opportunities after 100 years of preparation.
And the strength of this yīn deity is too strong, the golden bridge is too mysterious, especially the last sword light is too scary, and it is not enough to calm your heart without killing!
As for whether the purple magic sword belongs to yourself, or Xiao Yingyu, is there any doubt? He has only one regiment!
"Unfortunately, that Golden Bridge is a mortal spirit weapon, which cannot be used by others without permission. Ha ha, fortunately that magic weapon is only a magic weapon, although there is a primal spirit, but it is not formed, and the spiritual wisdom is not high. I only know the protector, not know. Run away with the owner, otherwise he might escape under the confusion just now." Ao Tingtao thought to himself, and then waved his hand, the terrifying infinite sun sword cut to Shi Xuan.
At the same time, Xiao Yingyu's vast dàngdàng's infinite sun sword also flew out, and cut from the other direction to Shi Xuan.
The sky is full of sunlight.
Among the silhouettes of these tens of thousands of light spots, one spot is the brightest, and the surface that is affected by the suction in the gap is also the slowest to fly.
But when the light spot flew, it grew faster than the others, and soon a man wearing a seven-star crown, wearing a cloud robe, eyes closed, and an ordinary face but a close look A young man full of charm, this figure is not as illusory as other people, just like a stranger, it is the true spirit of Shi Xuan.
His eyes opened slowly, Shi Xuan’s left eye was black, and his right eye was white, turning slowly like a vortex, and then an overwhelming amount of black and white sword gas cut off to other figures.
Generals, scholars, young people and all kinds of silhouettes, under this black and white sword spirit, they all shattered, some disappeared completely, and some turned into light spots again, cast to Shixuan Zhenling~ IndoMTL.com~ Because it is part of the true spirit itself, it is only contaminated by falsehood. At this time, the falsehood is cut, and naturally returns to the true spirit.
Everything seemed so smooth, but Shi Xuan suddenly had a bad hunch in his heart. The light spot flying towards him was so important and so dangerous!
Being calm, scenes from the usual practice quickly emerged in Shi Xuan's heart, trying to find out the problem.
Saving the country, treason, loyal ministers, ambassadors, giving up seats, indifference, whether to save or not to save, love or not to love......... These are all flashing in my heart.
Right, Shi Xuan understood that these are part of their true spirits, but they also have their own different lives, each with different styles, ways of doing things, and different people, even contradicting each other.
If they don’t do anything and still let them integrate into the true spirit, then there will be great conflict, half of them may fall directly, and half of them may go crazy.
No wonder the mother-in-law said that countless talented and stunning characters died in the porch of life and death!
This is where the real "falseness" lies! ! .