Chapter 155 The sad Styx River, the violent Shen Gong!

For this collection of treasures, Shen Gongbao still does not know what means the two in the West have hidden, but it must be that even if they want to introduce these Asura people into the West and improve the eight Tianlongs, they will not do it themselves. They will only constantly urge Shen Gongbao to do it and let him do it.

Shen Gongbao will not let the two Westerners do what they want, although he guesses that as long as he leads thousands of Asuras to the West, the Yinbao Building may leave and regain his freedom.

But after all, the guess is a guess. With his understanding of the Bodhi ancestor, he will definitely find some reason to keep the tortoise shell on himself. At that time, the tortoise shell will not be thrown away, and he will help the West in vain. Shen Gongbao will definitely not do such a lossful thing.

After ignoring the beating treasure, Shen Gongbao stabilized his mind and concentrated all his divine knowledge in the gradually flat space collapse area. At this moment, the area is like a black hole, inhaling all the material into it. Even the moonlight projected in it and no longer refracted. It was dark, and There is a strong contrast around it.

At this moment, the full moon quietly hangs on the top of the West Mountain. In a moment, it will gradually fall under the West Mountain. At that time, it will be the darkest moment before dawn!

Abi sword was gently held in his hand and swallowing the sword light. The fierce spirit was not as fierce as before, but after being sacrificed by Shen Gongbao, it drove out the silver evil spirit, making the sword spirit emitted by Abi sword more pure and more powerful.

Under the gradually fading moonlight, Shen Gongbao stood quietly in the void. The cold wind of the cold night blew his clothes and hunted, and the whole sky fell into silence.

Call

A cold wind came out, and the full moon finally fell completely under the West Mountain. The whole world was dark, but with the help of the faint light of the stars in the sky, you can see around, faintly and you can distinguish things!

At this time, at this time, he only heard a "boo" sound of breaking the air, and Shen Gongbao's body quickly swept away. The sword in his hand was full of light, which was extremely fierce and decisively cut forward. The sound of the sword broke through the air and roared.

At the same time, in the dark and silent space collapsed area, a blood light suddenly rushed out of the sky, accompanied by the bitter gritted teeth of the Styx ancestor: "Shen-Gong-Leopard!"

"Hey hey, I didn't expect that the Styx Taoist friends missed the poor road so much, which made the poor Taoist feel embarrassed! However, it turned out to be like this, and the poor road reluctantly came!"

Shen Gongbao's teasing thief laughed and then shouted, "Sthe River, look at the trick!"

Sound! The sword is also there!

Before the ancestor of the Styx River stabilized his body, Shen Gongbao, who galloped, then cut out the nose sword fiercely. He was surprised and unprepared to attack him. He had been preparing for a long time to hit the blood light in the air. Then the sword light was vertical and horizontal, and the sword spirit was overflowing, and the source of use it endlessly. He did not give the blood light a chance to breathe, accompanied by Shen Gong. With the laughter of the leopard's thief and the roar of the Styx ancestor, the battle gradually faded away and slowly swept over the south.

Shen Gongbao had long expected that the Styx ancestor was not so easy to be killed by himself. Although this space crack and the turbulence of time and space were indeed extremely dangerous, as an old quasi-saint, how could it be ordinary when he heard the Styx ancestor of Zixiao Palace?

Well, it was really expected by Shen Gongbao that the hundred-legged worm of the Styx Ancestor jumped up again and escaped from the infinitely horrible space collapse area.

It's just that even if the Ancestor of the Styx is fierce, Shen Gongbao expected that he would not have any damage in this countless space cracks. He was waiting for work at ease. He prepared in the air for a long time, as soon as the Ancestor of Styx came out of that area, he would attack in an instant, so that the Styx Ancestor could not breathe at all and recover his injury.

The sea of blood does not wither, and the Styx does not die. There is a sea of blood below. Who knows if the Styx has drilled into the blood water, and he will be alive immediately after coming out.

Although it was a little exaggerated, Shen Gongbao did not rule out that the Ancestor of the Styx River could quickly treat the injury with the help of the water of the sea of blood. It was not easy to seriously injure the Ancestor of Styx before, but he could not recover so easily.

The ancestor of the Styx River was angry, and his anger was simply surging and he was about to explode, but he was forced to hold it in the crater by Shen Gongbao. It could not erupt. It was uncomfortable. It was really not outsider.

He was tricked by Shen Gongbao and accidentally fell into countless space cracks again. At that time, after the Ancestor of the Styx River was hit by a chaotic thunder, the Yuanshen was still swaying and painful, confused, and there was a space crack that wanted to swallow it up from time to time. Under the double crisis, the Ancestor of the Styx River dodged with amazing cultivation. After a long time, I could break through the dilemma and rushed out again.

However, at this time, the Ancestor of the Styx River was actually extremely miserable. His flesh and blood devoured most of the space cracks, and the injury was added to the injury. The Ancestor of Styx never knew that he could be so embarrassed, and life was worse than death.

After rushing out of the predicament, the bitterness in Styx's heart was transmitted through the roar. Unexpectedly, Shen Gongbao had been waiting for a long time, and there was a head-on attack. He did not repair his body and restore his injury at all. For a moment, the old ancestors of the Styx River lost all the opportunity, and his resentment was abnormal, and the words of resentment were intermittent. Continue to spread.

As a quasi-saint, he was actually calculated by Shen Gongbao again. His face was gone. The ancestor of the Styx couldn't help asking himself and sighed in his heart, "Have I not been bleeding for a long time, and the Honghuang mainland has really become so horrible? A little slippery head of Luo Jinxian can force himself to be like this. Can't he really keep up with the development of the times?

Not to mention the doubts and aggrief in the hearts of the Ancestor of the Styx River, Shen Gongbao found that the Ancestor of Styx was indeed seriously injured, and his cultivation was less than 50%.

How can Shen Gongbao let go of the opportunity of such a dog falling into the water? When his fighting spirit soared next week, he showed the kendo he had just learned bit by bit. He was very happy and shouted from time to time, "Famicomrade of the Minghe, you are really a good person! Hahahaha"

Hearing this, the Ancestor of the Styx River directly spit out blood in his depressed mouth, dodged awkwardly, and shouted and scolded angrily. Shen Gongbao turned a deaf ear and continued to attack, and the offensive in his hand became more and more fierce.

The nose sword in his hand sometimes opened and closed, waving like a bursting knife. The light red sword gas made a harsh sound. Each sword hit the body of the Ancestor of the Styx River. Although it tried its best to dodge, the injury was too serious after all, and the body had not fully recovered. It was inconvenient to use the escape, and it was controlled by Shen Gong everywhere. The embarrassed appearance of the leopard's hands and feet made Shen Gongbao even more happy. He sighed that the taste of hitting the water dog was really good.

After a moment of fierce attack in the storm, he saw that the Styx ancestor had adapted to this kind of play, and he gradually recovered the missing right hand in the dodge, and the hand was about to recover completely.

Shen Gongbao's heart was bright. The Styx ancestor was worthy of being an old monster who had practiced for many years. He had rich combat experience and easily adapted to his attack rhythm. He seized the gap between the attacks and took the opportunity to restore his hands and feet. When his hands and feet recovered, the Taoism would be extremely rapid. I'm afraid that his strength could be exerted. The seven floors of the peak.

Of course, Shen Gongbao also knows that this is because he has a shallow understanding of kendo, and only a little skin, so he can master the rhythm of attack so easily. If he were the master of the Tongtian Sect, even if he suppressed his cultivation in Taiyi Xuanxian, with his Tongtian kendo cultivation, the Styx ancestor did not see his opponent. .

The gap in the realm of

often causes qualitative changes!

Shen Gongbao clearly remembers from his nameless memory that he has seen a character described in the hands of a person in later generations. This person's cultivation may be far inferior to his own, but his kendo cultivation is absolutely terrible.

This person has used five swords in his life, and also divides kendo into five realms, sharp sword level, soft sword level, epee level, wooden sword level and no sword level.

The sharp sword has no intention, the soft sword is impermanent, the epee has no edge, the wooden sword has no stagnation, and the sword has no style!

Shen Gongbao knew that he was relying on the sharpness of this Abi sword at this time. He was already wielding his furry cultivation. It was in vain and had no sword. The master of Tongtian Sect must have reached the state of "no sword is better than sword". He can no longer be attached to others, forget things, and everything is free to do whatever he wants. Everything in the world can be a sword in its hand.

When the Lord of Tongtian taught his kendo, the last remaining giant sword to the sky showed the highest level of its kendo. It had already turned its own sword into a sword, and its spirit was integrated into its own sword. Even if it was a grass and a tree, it could be infused with its sword, so that the grass and trees turned into a fierce sword, and it could be opened with a wave of a wave. The situation of heaven and earth.

It's just that it takes a long time to understand the essence of kendo to achieve the realm of "no sword is better than sword". Shen Gongbao can only sigh in his heart at this time. Everything needs time. Unfortunately, he lacks exactly time.

To put aside the happy thoughts, Shen Gongbao certainly could not allow such a situation to continue. Since the Styx ancestor adapted to such a violent style of play, Shen Gongbao immediately turned his offensive, and the sword in his hand went away like a weak willow in the breeze. The power of attack was still not reduced at all. The sudden change made the ancestor of the Styx River quite a while. In order not to adapt, he made a careless move and let Shen Gongbao cut his arm. At that time, most of his right hand, which could be recovered, was cut off again.

Oh!!!

The ancestor of the Styx screamed and roared, "Shen Gongbao! The ancestor will not die with you, ah! Ah! Ah!"

After listening to this, Shen Gongbao gently waved the nose sword in his hand and rippled like running water. He attacked the Ancestor of Styx one after another, and ignored his grievances at all. Anyway, when he robbed the Nose Sword of the Styx Ancestor, he had completely offended him. There were too many lice, and there was no need to worry about debts. Who is afraid of who!

"Hey hey, I wanted to rest for a while. Since you said so, you have to reluctantly continue for a while!"

"You"

Poo!

The blood in the mouth of the Ancestor of the Styx spewed out again

(to be continued)