Chapter 248 Sword Body 2

The dry golden sun like a piece of thin paper is dizzy in the purple light. A huge channel can't see the crystal of faith connected to the naked eye. At the moment of the underworld, there are dissatisfied blood vessels, and black blood flows in the middle, revealing a breath of the underworld of death.

Jinyang, whose body was drained, did not see the great change of the under the light of the star. I don't know if the long sword that had not been awakened for many years. When the blood of the underworld flowed, a confused breath surrounded it. The whole sword body was like a key to open the world, a dark and deep like Yu. The world of Zhou is behind him.

The sound of running water is rustling, and the crystallization of Jinyang's belief that has lost his physical strength is gradually thinking about the flow of the sword body at the moment of the underworld in the sea of knowledge.

A huge channel, purple with black.

The speed of belief crystallization is extremely fast, and Jinyang's consciousness sets off an excitement. As long as he can move into the sword body at the moment of the underworld, most of the magic skills are successful.

"Hold on, stick to it." In the huge channel, Jin Yang's belief crystallized in it as if falling into the deep sea, which was unusually difficult to move.

"The exit is right in front of you!" In his perception, when he could rush in at the next moment, the moment when the underworld had been floating, a big sword expanded sharply, and thick blood vessels were entangled around the sword, staggering, and the sound of slowly flowing black blood hitting spread to Jinyang's ears.

The strange sound sounded in the air, surrounded by a strange force, and the thick blood vessels swelled up like devoured blood pheasant one by one.

Jinyang's body, which was thin like a piece of paper, gradually turned yellow, and Shouyuan was pulled out one after another and flowed into the plump body at the moment of the underworld. Gradually, he looked like a person's body and became more angry.

Jinyang's belief crystallization, which stayed in the purple channel, shook violently, and the breath of death suddenly filled it. Ten thousand years of longevity was his foundation, and the speed of loss directly shook his mind.

"Shouyuan was swallowed up?" ** In the induction of divine thoughts, Shouyuan, who was like a light ball in his stricken body, was eroded by waves. Shouyuan, with a big fist, was suddenly swallowed up for three thousand years.

"Run."

Jinyang has felt the threat. Three thousand hours were suddenly lost, and the biggest accident happened. In the moment of the underworld, a faint spiritual grass became, rejecting and robbing.

The next moment, it took much longer than Jinyang's mind, and the thought did not disappear.

"There are still 5,000 years left..."

"Three thousand years left..."

The next moment is eternity. I don't know how long it will take for Jinyang to crystallize his belief. Standing on the edge of the channel, Jinyang has been desperate.

"One year."

The last thought flashed in Jinyang's mind: "There is life in the moment of the god of hell."

The faint murderous spirit rejects Jin Yang and feels it clearly.

"Deceived me."

"Big brother, come on!" A huge god projected the divine thoughts that rushed into Jinyang, "Come on." A painful voice came out of the huge god. The god faced a little boy. His pure eyes fell on the crystallization of Jinyang's belief, but his hands trembled and spread all the way to his whole body. The pure power, like the power that could not be lost, flowed out of his body little by little, whenever a little When the pure power was lost, his fingers began to shrink, dry, and his white fingers gradually turned yellow, and finally his black wrinkled old skin and chicken feet-like hands.

"Are you?"

Jinyang, who had only three months of life left, felt a great pure power wrapping him. At the moment, the powerful devouring power of the underworld, the flying blood vessels filled this small cubic meter, fiercely inserted into the bodies of the two people, and Si Xingqi, who took the initiative to transport power, suddenly made him expand to the limit. Kill the last point of Jinyang.

Jinyang, who is full of divine thoughts, feels the pure power and the faint murderous spirit from the moment of the underworld. The crystallization of faith with big fists blooms with itchy light again, and time flows again.

The next moment, there was a rumble.

A huge fluctuation in the space of two cubes.

Si Xingqi, who was holding the moment of the underworld, shrank with his naked eyes, like a giant man holding a small baby.

The breath of the Jinyang releaseer who rushed in was a dark world inside the moment of the underworld. Although it was the world, it was less than a circle in his perception, full of divine thoughts inside.

The faint fluctuation of murderous spirit is like a moth under the lamp in Jinyang's mind. A faint fluctuation of ideas.

"Help..." The powerless voice came to Jin Yang's ear,

Fee that Jinyang's murderous consciousness unbridledly extracted Si Xingqi's vitality, and the rapidly expanding power wanted to have a chip in front of Jin Yang and want to save his life.

Jinyang, standing in the moment of the god, felt the huge sword body and completely felt a force around him, which could be called infinite potential, so huge that all immortals could be crazy at their fingertips.

When Jinyang heard this weak voice, the consciousness body that controlled the moment of the god was like a vast sea, violent friction, and the weak consciousness body was pressed into powder by him in Jinyang's mind.

"You saved my life." Jin Yang, who moved into the moment of the underworld, looked at Si Xingqi faintly. The baby-sized body shook his heart a little and his breathing was not smooth. Feeling the power in the sword body of the underworld, Jin Yang only felt that he could fight with all the immortals, and no one was able to fight.

"My choice is to go my own way." The body is like a baby, but the mind is not the sacred face of the little boy's big Si Xingqi, and the light on his face makes people have a desire to worship.

Jin Yang looked at his face, a faint sacred light, and his heart changed slightly: "I hope you can go on this road. Don't fall into the abyss. Looking at his Jinyang, he thought of the advocacy of Buddhism, the essence, and the belief of the world. It is the Buddha's land and boundless detachment. Stepping into the air is hell, and the eternal struggle.

"I don't regret it."

Si Xingqi, who was suspended in front of Jin Yang, opened his mouth faintly, and the sacredness in his body was more intense.

Jin Yang, standing in front of him, just measured his ears and did not reply. His current body is more like a skinned blood corpse. The crisscrossing blood vessels are horrible, screaming and running away, like a blood corpse born, swallowing living people between heaven and earth.

Close your eyes tightly, and the magic runes appeared on your body.

"Can I help you?" Si Xingqi's face shines with a cyan light. In this world full of the power of the old life star in charge of the dean, only some colors, faint, and a slightly larger wind can blow him away.

Jin Yang, who had just been able to speak, trembled violently, and his condensed mind was constantly collapsing, and the blood and flesh that had just been born were withering.

"What's going on now?"

Si Xingqi, who didn't get Jin Yang's reply, looked up and asked. The fate star, which had never moved, seemed to have life, and the old voice of the dean came out.

"The magic has cultivated all kinds of bodies with characteristics, and now the real test is coming, changing the body and mind. In the end, it can completely give full play to the power of fairy treasures and sacred weapons.

The life star that gradually stopped rotating emitted a soothing force wrapped Jinyang, making his flesh and blood still, and his body swelled up little by little in the fullness of starlight and lay on the ground.

"The magic is to replace the great magic power created by the fairy gods?" Si Xingqi, who heard this, belonged to the immortal treasure god in his previous life. Although he did not practice in this life, he still saw the essence of magic at a glance.

The star as big as a star was silent.

Si Xingqi's eyes flashed a little. After all, the refinery is faster than practicing the body and contains more power.

Jinyang, who fell into the collapse of his mind, was black in front of his eyes, and the mind of carrying countless information dissipated little by little, and the spiritual power full of texture was lost one by one, like ceramics, extremely brittle, separated under an invisible force.

At the same time, a great force rushed into his spiritual ocean, completely different from the light blue mind. It was dark and dark, with a feeling of the power of the world's origin, filled with it. Jinyang, who stared silently, was not afraid at all.

This is the second time he has this feeling. The first primordial split is the feeling at this time. However, there are different things, the dark source power, the source of the holy weapon, like plagiarism, a wave of rushing to his belief crystallization, the root of spiritual power, and constant replacement.

However, before he silently paid attention to him, a kind of pain that shocked his heart kept hitting him. Like a huge needle stuck in his body and kept rotating in his muscles, a piece of meat was gouged out, and there were holes all over his body, which made people numb.

Dark red, with a bloody smell and sticky blood flowing from the veins, filled his brain.

Great pain hit his mind, and death enveloped his fragile life.

"Even the mutilated artifact is the god of death hanging overhead." The last thought flashed in Jinyang's mind, and the brilliant crystallization of faith was slowly filled with black and lost his luster little by little.

"Jinyang, can't you hold on?"

The distance through time and space with a sigh fell on the heart of Jinyang, who was numb and had lost his mental strength. Like Jin Yang, who fell into the abyss, was constantly falling, and the dark bottomless hole kept devouring him.

"Has it failed?" A faint voice came from the star of life, "Failed?" Some hesitation and some hesitation finally turned into a trace of firmness.

Huh? What is it?

Boomed, the old life star in charge of the dean was greatly frightened, and a frightening breath hit his fate star.

With a sound, the lid of the furnace tripod was lifted, and the dean stood in the fate star cave in an instant. At this time, there was no fate star in the sky. The dean was suspiciously patrolling the cave, and a huge murderous machine gushed out all over his body, like a humanoid killer, and even the stars in the sky would tear down.

"Master, it hasn't changed much over the years."

In the quiet cave, there were only three people in charge of the dean Lao, Jinyang and Si Xingqi, but the voice of the fourth person appeared, with a trace of emotional fluctuations.

"Master's master, wake up, ah..." The screaming voice came one after another, with a sense of rhythm, giving people a sense of pervertedness, like to be abused, SM.

"Can a holy weapon without a god make you so lost?"

With a faint voice, a stone man who looked like a shadow appeared in the furnace tripod, standing in front of Jinyang, beside Si Xingqi.

When the dean saw the projection, the murderous spirit all over his body suddenly converged. The eyes of looking at the projection changed three times. The stone man who projected over didn't seem to feel it and ignored him, just looked at Jinyang.

Jinyang, who fell into silence and darkness, suddenly woke up from his dream, sweating coldly, and then naturally opened his eyes and looked around in a daze. The purpose was to be in charge of the dean, with no expression on his face. Si Xingqi seemed to be greatly frightened, and his forehead was forced into a cold sweat.

"What's going on?"

Jin Yang, who was dumbfounded, couldn't recall the voice he had just woken up.

"Come with me."

The director's eyes gradually became complicated when he looked at Jin Yang. Si Xingqi was even more afraid. Under great pressure, a projection and a breath could kill him. He felt that even if he had not been reincarnated, he would still be killed in a round.

Jin Yang was a little slow to react. He silently put away his body, controlled the ghost sword body that somehow became the body, and caught up with it.