Chapter 167 Endless Killing

"Wow!"

After entering the Yujie, Wang Ji began to consolidate his journey. Every day, he spent a lot of time practicing on the second floor of the Jiujie Tower, or learning, or learning Tai Chi from scratch with Zhang Sanfeng.

Now, his yin and yang sword spirit has broken through to the eighth. According to Zhang Sanfeng, if it reaches ten, the power of the yin and yang sword will break through the heavenly battle skills and reach an incredible level.

Of course, with the heavenly battle skills, the yin and yang sword will be more powerful...

However, Wang Ji is still far away from ten to ten, from eighty to ten... It can be said that it is difficult to go to the blue sky.

"It has been consolidated for so long, and it's almost done. Now, I'll go into the third floor to see what's inside. According to the teachers, the third floor seems to be very dangerous..."

About everything about the Jiujie Tower, in fact, each floor is attracting Wang Ji like a mystery.

According to Meng Tian, the Nine Realms Tower is like a level. If you pass it, you can get the heart of the Nine Realms.

Today's Wang Ji has two hearts of nine realms, and the third one is what he wants to get now.

"Did I say that? In fact, when I was a child, I liked to play Little Overlord most and enjoyed the happiness of breaking through this level after another.

Because each of us has a desire to overcome difficulties and achieve the goal we want to achieve. Whether it is the process or the end, we are enjoying it.

"Some people forget the original simplicity, and I won't forget..." Wang Ji looked up at the sky: "Because I have a good father who studies things one by one, in the most direct and simplest way. It doesn't matter. There is no mercy. He used his own strength to prove everything.

"Frank and frank, with a clear conscience..."

When stepping on the third floor, Wang Ji suddenly felt that the sky was gray. Looking around, the third floor is much smaller than Wang Ji imagined, with a range of only 10 square meters.

"What's going on? Dark clouds?"

Looking at the sky, Wang Ji only felt that his scalp was numb.

Because he sees countless eyes, and countless red eyes are staring at him.

"Sneer!"

A sharp cry woke up Wang Ji, and also woke up the owner of all the eyes above. At this moment, the red eyes were all staring at this small open space.

"Bat?"

Wang Ji took a closer look. He found that these were not bats at all. Maybe they could be regarded as a kind of bat, but their images were more horrible. More importantly, they all had extremely horrible blood teeth. The eyes are even more demonic and horrible.

"Sneer!"

The thick black clouds suddenly divided out, thinking of Wang Ji rushing away.

Without hesitation, Wang Ji pulled out the sword in his hand.

"Haoran Sword!"

How to put a white light? In this dark place, it suddenly caused an uproar, and all the creatures were roaring angrily.

Wang Ji ignored it at all, and the sword light was like a Waking of Insects, banging at the flying bat.

In an instant, all the bats were annihilated.

Wang Ji looked at the sky, not only was not happy at all, but his heart was heavier. Although these bats only have the strength of the ground level, he can kill them casually, but the bats here seem to have no end at all.

At least with Wang Ji's eyesight, he did not find the boundary of this black cloud at all.

"What does this third layer mean? Do you want me to kill all these bats?"

Wang Ji knew at a glance that these bats had no mind at all. But the ferocity in their bodies allows them to attack all people who do not belong to the same kind.

And obviously, there is nothing in the third layer except a beam of light...

"The soldiers will block it, and the water will cover it..."

Wang Ji's sword pointed across the sky, the white sword light, in this infinitely dark place, it is extremely dazzling. The bat on Wang Ji's head was even more angry, and his head was pricked at Wang Ji.

"Killing..."

Boom.......

The red sword lights are like sharp thin lines, cutting all the places they pass through. Once any bats touch them, they will die directly.

This murderous spirit is a move that Wang Ji's sword is realized when he understands 80%. The thin lines are his true power, but what is covered on it is Wang Ji's boundless murderous spirit.

Every time an enemy is cut, this thin line will become more and more powerful...

After killing for a whole day, the land where Wang Ji stood had long been stained with blood red. Wang Ji even doubted whether the blood would not flow from the 10-square-meter land, it would drown him.

Because even he can't count how many people he killed.

The murderous spirit does not need to consume Wang Ji's true power. The important thing is the control. The control of the murderous spirit is extremely perfect. After killing such a day, Wang Ji's true power has not been exhausted, but his spirit has begun to be exhausted.

"No, the murderous spirit is really too much of my mental strength, but other moves are not as faster than this move to kill the enemy..."

The thin thread he releases is like a fishing net. When all the bats are pricked down, they will be directly cut to death.

But these bats have no command and never learn to take a detour. In fact, the power of this move is also ridiculous. The larger the scope, the smaller the power.

If only one line is formed, then the power of this line can directly kill a strong man at the peak of the sky. Even if it is an opponent of the same level, if you dare to meet it directly, I'm afraid you will be disabled if you don't die...

"Narrow the scope..."

In desperation, Wang Jizhi can narrow the scope. After all, the larger the scope, the greater the spiritual power consumed.

But two days later, Wang Ji saw that the black cloud on his head still showed no sign of shrinking, but he seemed to see a aperture in the sky, and couldn't help sighing helplessly.

"This amount doesn't make people live..."

Wang Ji stepped on his right foot and floated directly in the air, thinking about flying high in the sky.

The strong sword spirit fills Wang Ji's body, and any bat that approaches will die directly.

"It seems that you can't enter the tiger's den and can't be a tiger?"

Wang Ji stood among countless bats. Now there is only a pair of horrible eyes around him except for his sword.

He added a shield to himself, and Wang Ji didn't want to bury him with the blood falling from his head.

The field was released and all the voices were blocked. At this time, Wang Ji felt a little cleaner.

"Actually, the simplest way to kill the enemy is the simplest move."

What is Wang Ji's simplest move? It's not chopping, but releasing your own sword...

Four kinds of swords bloom in the air, like a blooming flower, but this flower looks only in three colors: black, white and red.

As for the meaning of space sword, it is colorless.

With Wang Ji's current cultivation, the sword can cover the whole field, but the closer to Wang Ji's body, the more powerful it is.

At this moment, the sky seemed to be raining black, and countless bats fell from the sky and died directly.

However, the bats in the back followed closely.

"Hey hey, I should have thought of this method earlier. I rely on the field to release the sword. Although the power is not great, the coverage is extremely huge, which is labor-saving and convenient!"

Feaing the death speed of bats, Wang Ji suddenly became excited. Even if the whole planet is a bat, under such a killing speed, I'm afraid it won't take long.

However, Wang Ji forgot that killing is also very tiring...

Countless blood and countless bats piled up on this land. Although they will soon disappear, the death and panic spirit of each bat seem to converge together, constantly affecting Wang Ji.

"It's useless..."

Wang Ji shook his head. This move may be useful for most people, but Wang Ji, who has run out of demons, has no sense of debt. If these bats are released, it will definitely be a disaster.

Don't say that any creature has the right to live. If so, where does the food we usually eat come from?

But Wang Ji will feel tired after all, especially when he doesn't know how long it will take to end this kind of killing. In the distance, the sky has gradually seen the light and the sky. Only this is the greatest driving force for Wang Ji to persevere.

Slowly, Wang Ji found that these piled up bats seemed to complement the world. Slowly, the world of only 10 square meters was constantly expanding.

He can even see plants and animals growing on it.

A sense of enlightenment suddenly rose to Wang Ji's heart. These bats may be this land, but for some reason, they flew into the sky...

As time went by, Wang Ji's killing seemed to have no end, but Wang Ji was still happy, because he felt the joy of all the creatures below.

Compared with this, the bat on the head is extremely abominable.

A month has passed. When the sky on Wang Ji's head has returned to the blue sky and white clouds, the land below is already as big as a city.

And Wang Ji fainted directly on the ground.

Released the field of a month. At this time, Wang Ji's face had become extremely pale, and even a hand holding a sword was constantly trembling.

As for the one holding the sword, it has become extremely hard...

Even he didn't believe it himself, but he actually persisted.

How many times has Wang Ji wanted to give up like this, step into the pillar of light, and then kill again next time, but Wang Ji abruptly suppressed this **.

He was afraid that once he stepped in, he would return to his original state the next moment. Although this is just a guess and can't be accurate, Wang Ji believed this speculation for no reason.

We often have a fluke mentality, but in fact, the more you think it won't happen, the most likely it is to happen... Is it the Law

At this time, a butterfly, holding a heart of nine worlds, came to Wang Ji...