True Martial World Chapter 478: Go sword

When this 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 Burial Deity One by One, everyone seemed to be a wandering soul, and the whole person lost the ability to react.

It's difficult to describe the shock of that scene, the giant eyes with a length of thousands of miles occupy the whole funeral abyss. It appeared silently and did not cause any changes, and this feeling became more strange.

Under the sea, the place where many influential elders seem to have turned into a grave.

People stand there like messy tombstones.

People all feel that after being locked in by the dark and deep pupil like the endless starry sky, their vitality is stagnant and their souls are frozen, even a little finger can't move!

What kind of eye is it? It's cold and vast, as if it were the eyes of the sky, and all creatures in the world are regarded as ruminant dogs.

People look at it and feel their own smallness from the bottom of their hearts. They are first-class powers in Tianyuan Realm. existence But they all feel like ants.

This eye, existence has been dying for about ten years, and then it disappears quietly.

Many of the elders present were pale as paper, but they were stared at by this huge eye for a long time, but they felt as if they had died once.

The terrible eyes seemed to see through their souls.

"What the **** is that?"

People are all shocked. Just facing the huge eyes just now, they really feel powerless. It seems that the thought of that eye can make them all die.

"It's just an illusion, or a projection of the eyes. It can't really be the eyes. If there are such big eyes, how big should its body be? I'm afraid it's as big as Tianyuanjie!"

Tianyuanjie is vast, and a life as big as Tianyuanjie is really hard to imagine.

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

But even the projection, the horrible existence lurking in the burial deities still makes the elders of many forces thrilled.

For so many years, no matter who entered the funeral abyss, there was no message, and it disappeared. Maybe it was killed by that eye!

Such a terrible existence lurks not far from them, which makes people scared. If the existence ran out, wouldn't they all die here?

Furthermore, the tearing force of the Dark Vortex is getting stronger and stronger, which makes people more and more worried. Once a great change occurs in the Burial Grounds, they will undoubtedly fall into an extremely dangerous situation.

...

At this time, Yi Yun sits cross-legged on the second-level cliff of the descending tower. In front of him, a crystal clear relic suspends in suspension. This relic is Yi Yun's first trial. In the middle, the relic obtained by killing the ancient beast.

There are two ancient relics, and Yi Yun has put them away. Now he is practicing in the descending pagoda. It is good to use the ancient relics.

Yiyunjing Divine Strength is connected to the amethyst. The pure vitality in the relic is continuously inhaled by Yiyun.

Now Yi Yun ’s body, already is a pure Yang body. After repeated cleansing and marrow removal, and the transformation of pure Yang Qi, Yi Yun Zao already was born and reborn, his body has a high degree of fit for energy .

The energy in these ancient relics flows through Yiyun's limbs and bones unhindered, converging and accumulating at Dantian.

Dan Tian builds Yuanji, Yuanji and Daoyuan, Yi Yun's Yuanjijing cultivation at this time has taken it a step further.

I feel that my body is full of vitality and is full of the whole body. It seems that it will be thinned out at any time. Yi Yun reaches out and shoots. The disk immediately rises. The battle scene between the black spear warrior and the Tsing Yi swordsman appears again.

In the past few months, if it ’s just cultivation, Yi Yun wants to defeat the blue shirt youth. It is difficult for him to learn more from this sword.

Oh! The blue lightning appeared again, and Yi Yun's broken sword across his lap immediately issued a deep humming sound. The sword trembled, holding Yi Yun's vitality and violently.

With the support of the ancient relic energy, Yi Yun's eyes did not blink. Before that, he persisted for half an hour, but this time, Yi Yun didn't know how long he had watched.

In the picture of the disk, the sword stabbed by the blue shirt swordsman occupied his pupil, and in his mind, the shocking sword mark of Chunyang Sword Palace also emerged, and gradually and Qing The swordsman of the shirt overlapped.

Yi Yun involuntarily held the broken sword and began to wave. However, this time, he waved very roundly and very hard, as if something was preventing him from swinging the sword.

This is not a deep understanding of Jianyi, and the understanding of Kendo is not thorough enough.

These things formed a thin film. At most, Yi Yun's sword could contaminate the skin of the sword, but it still could not touch its essence.

"Hahahaha!" The uncontrollable laughter of the Tsing Yi swordsman came from the photo.

Looking at the laughter of the blue shirt swordsman, Yi Yun remembered the Palace Host people of Chunyang Sword, who stayed on the stone of seven kills in Chunyang sword palace. The seven words of "kill" were shocking!

"Let the Seven Kill Stones Become My Mind! In the future, Heavenly Dao will collapse, and Qiankun will not exist. I am heaven and earth, palm life and death, reincarnation, take the soul of all beings, cast my sword, sprinkle my indestructible Blood, slaughter demons! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! "

Yi Yun remembers the words on the stone tablet of Chunyang Sword Palace clearly.

Yi Yun also remembers the artistic conception of each character in its strokes.

Yi Yun's mind reappears these pictures repeatedly, and there seems to be a bit of enlightenment in his mind.

A sword, idealism, idealism!

It's different from the knife path. It lacks the killing and courageous spirit. It's more of nature and heart.

Pure Yang Jian Palace Host people, as well as Tsing Yi swordsmen, their swords are issued from the heart.

Tsing Yi Swordsman's unbridled and unruly, the Palace Host people of Chunyang Sword write on the Stone of Seven Kills, which contains horrific murderous power, infinite hatred, and the desire to slay the sky.

These are the heart of Tsing Yi Swordsman and Pure Yang Sword Palace Host!

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

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

Just when I crossed the wilderness, when I found Amethyst and started to practice, when I met Lin Xintong at night, when I went to the election of the Kingdom of God, when I emerged in the contest, when I saw Jiang Xiaorou being taken away, I was locked up. While in the dungeon ...

Everything that happened after coming to this world, one by one appeared in front of Yi Yun, with joy, sadness, and all his understandings since learning Wushu.

I don't know how long this process lasted. Yi Yun suddenly flashed with a mang in his eyes. He jumped up and broke the sword in his hand and cut it out in one shot!

This sword, accompanied by his cry, seemed to release all the thoughts in his heart, and stabbed forward fiercely!

In a flash, Guanghua suddenly appeared!

Oh!

A terrible swordman appears on the ground, as if it were a sword of gods, which cuts the ground apart!

The rock and dirt wantonly collapsed. This Sword Qi is unstoppable. The sword is dazzling and stretches to the sky, leaving a shocking huge sword mark!

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

At this moment, Yi Yun felt that the layer of film also pierced with this sword!

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

"It's done!"

This sword finally let him evolve a bit of charm. With this sword, he is enough to gain a foothold in the heavenly realm!

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

He jumped, stepped on the rocks under his feet, and jumped straight up a few thousand feet. He flew over the entrance to the second floor of the tower and stepped on the stairs to the third floor of the tower.

He strode forward, his heart burning.

Going up one-third of the stairs at a stretch, in front of Yi Yun, the young boy in the blue shirt who stopped him going again appeared.

He stood with a sword and stood on the top of the ladder, looking down at Yi Yun.

"Come again?" said the young boy in a light shirt.

Yi Yun's mouth radiated a little arc, calmly said, "Come out!"

…… (To be continued.)