Chapter 529, the four masters
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Blade and Sword God Sovereign
- Luan Shi Kuang Dao
- 1850 characters
- 2021-02-03 05:39:02
Ding Hao looked up at the sky.
There is a blue sky.
However, if you look closely, you will find that the space is like a group of tremulous jelly, constantly expanding and shrinking and shaking, as if there is any incomparable power of terror, on the other side of the space barrier, or far above the sky. In the space, there is a frenzied collision.
At the end of the night, the rust sword and the magic knife are still missing.
Bloody months appear.
Ding Hao can only resist the temper, sitting on the turret, absorbing the essence of blood and smelting his body.
At this time, Ding Hao looked at himself and suddenly was shocked by his poor health.
Before the mind was completely dragged by the magic knife, without careful observation, it has not been found. At this time, the internal vision, found that after the tempering of the turret that climbed the turret, the power of his own force was almost drained to the limit of potential. At this moment, when patiently adjusting the mood, I don’t feel sore and numb in all parts of the house.
This is a sign of complete disengagement.
The mysterious gas in the body is also almost clean, just like a dry river bed.
Among the dantian under the abdomen and the dantian in the chest, only the mysterious seed, like a dim fire, flickers in the sway, as if it is likely to be extinguished at any time.
Slowly exhaled a sigh of gas, Ding Hao running [Xuan Zhan Sheng Yu], fully restore strength.
Under his urging, the seeds of the prison ice and the seeds of the skyfire finally began to recover.
The dim light flame gradually became brighter and brighter. After a quarter of an hour, the mysterious seeds were crystallized and rounded. They were more full and richer than before, and even more faintly changed from the previous liquid state to the solid state. trend.
When Ding Hao observed it carefully, he found a spherical granule with a grain size in the innermost part of the two myosin seeds.
The two mysterious seeds are constantly differentiated into endless liquid mysterious forces, like the rushing rivers of the Yangtze River, whistling into the meridians.
The meridian channel, which has been dried up as if it were a cracked riverbed, has been moisturized by this more pure liquid scent, and immediately restores its previous activity and becomes wider and smoother.
This is a kind of metamorphosis that has undergone extreme pressure and is much stronger than ordinary impact cultivation.
Ding Hao can even clearly feel that when the body's mysterious gas passes through a hole every time, it is like a big explosion in the universe. In a moment, a planet is formed. Like the previous Xuanqi seeds, the most center of every hole also appears. A solid-sized myocardium tuberculosis of rice size contains strange power.
Ding Hao still doesn't know what kind of role such solid solidification has.
But thinking about it is definitely not a bad thing.
When Xuanqi passed the last concise hole, the powerful impact never stopped.
Ding Hao simply guided this force and attacked the new hole.
Almost in the middle of a reading, the fourth hole of the [Shouyang Shaoyang Sixth Classic] is called "Tiantai", and it is instantly shocked. The impurities inside are like raging waves, in the shortest time. The smelting process, which took at least a day or so before it was completed, was shortened by countless times.
Ding Hao began to smelt this new hole with a little star.
About a time after the three-column fragrance, a silver star burst out of Ding Hao's body.
A strange power transmission.
This is a sign of the success of the new point.
"It became..." Ding Hao was overjoyed.
This is an unexpected gain.
According to the original calculation, it takes about half a month to accumulate and consolidate in the realm of the four masters. I didn’t expect to climb all the power in the turret, and then I was rusted by the sword and the magic knife. Supreme temperament, a few coincidences, actually smelt the fourth hole in the realm of the great master.
It can be clearly felt that after the impact completes the fourth hole, the momentum of Xuanqi has more strength.
However, this reluctance to continue to impact the fifth hole can be a bit difficult, Ding Hao did not choose to take risks, but to run the mysterious, continue to impact the already smooth meridian passages and acupuncture points, he has to step by step to his own As a foundation for martial arts, the foundation of martial arts must not be blind, but will embark on evil roads.
Twelve serious reforms are further developed.
Ding Hao did not stop, immediately running the Tiantian Xuanqi in the chest in the chest, practicing six odd veins.
It is a long cultivation.
Ding Hao’s mind finally stopped thinking about the rust sword and the magic knife.
I don't know how much time has passed. It is also a flame of light shining from the chest area of Ding Hao. There is a faint light between the faint and the bones of the chest. The power of Qiwei is fascinating, and after a few decades of time, it slowly Converged into the body.
In the chest, Dan Tian’s Xuanqiu cultivation was finally promoted to the realm of the four masters.
Ding Hao slowly withdrew from the emptiness and exhaled a sigh of relief.
The sinusoidal movements in the body gradually calm down, and they are automatically cycled in a fixed rhythm in their respective meridians and acupoints.
He slowly opened his eyes.
As far as the line of sight is concerned, Ding Hao saw the two objects in front of him, and suddenly he could not suppress the surprise in his heart and exclaimed.
The rust sword is on the right.
The magic knife is on the left.
Gently float on your side.
They... are back!
Ding Haoqiang endured the shock in his heart and looked up.
The moon in the sky is already faint and almost disappearing.
This means that a new day is coming soon, and I have actually cultivated almost a whole night, and when the rust sword and the magic knife ended the battle and returned to the turret, Ding Hao did not even notice it. .
He turned his head again.
Behind him, Ji Yingying is sleeping in the inscription tent. The girl's delicate face looks quiet and beautiful under the moonlight, and the evil moon and the dolphin sprout together, and it has long ended the cultivation of the blood and blood essence. The group screamed and slept.
It seems that they do not know that the magic knife and the rust sword are returned.
Ding Hao stood up cautiously and observed carefully.
At this time, the rust sword, as if there was no change before, the top is still covered with mottled rust marks, no longer the earth-shattering supreme atmosphere, quietly floating around Ding Hao, but if you look carefully, Ding Hao found The rust on the blade seems to be a little bit more than before, but in the end there is more, he really can't tell.
Gently hold the rust sword in your hand, and the familiar cold touch came.
"Old friend, you are finally back, I am really worried that you will not appear again!"
The fingers touched the blade of the rust sword, just like touching the skin of a lover.
Ding Hao’s heart is delighted, like seeing other old friends, slightly infusing the imprisoned ice, the familiar feeling is back again, Ding Hao breathed a sigh of relief, he can be sure, as long as he is full of inspiration, It can still stimulate the supreme power of the rust sword.
Putting the rust sword away, Ding Hao’s eyes fell on the magic knife.
At this time, the magic knife, no longer the fierce magic that has risen from the sky, gently floating around Ding Hao, like a well-behaved pet, although there is no rust, the blade is extremely smooth, but It is covered with cracks, like the infinite number of broken pieces of iron, which can break at any time.
Ding Hao noticed that there were countless dense inscriptions of blood, which were covered with this piece.
With his inscriptions on inscriptions, he can't judge, what the inscription is.
It is neither the mainstream inscription of the endless continent today, nor the ancient inscriptions of the ancient times. There is no slight spill of power, as if it are some chaotic patterns, but if you look at these lines carefully, the line of sight will be blurred, the soul of the whole person, It seems to be sinking into the blade.
Ding Hao only took a cursory look, and did not dare to observe it again.
In this case, Ding Hao remembered another thing -
Asked in the mysterious cave of Shiya in the backyard of Jianzong, the chessboard-like stone table.
The mysterious cave is the birthplace of all the adventures of Ding Hao. In addition to transforming the white liquid of Ding Hao's body and the two old monsters of the sword ancestor, Ding Hao found another extremely strange existence.
It is the stone table chessboard.
It is also covered with lines that resemble the pattern of the knives.
At that time, Ding Hao had to look at the pattern on the chessboard, and the whole person would be fainting.
At first, he thought that his strength was too low. However, after Ding Hao entered the realm of the innate Wuzong, he thought that his knowledge of the inscription was already a small master, and he had visited the mysterious cave many times. When I stared at the mysterious pattern, I still felt that the soul was shaking and the brain was faint.
In addition, the two old monsters, Zuzu and Jianzu, are not talking about this stone table. Ding Hao knows vaguely that the mysterious pattern above is actually a terrible existence, not his own. Power can peek into the mysteries.
Today, this magic knife crushes the lines above the blade, giving Ding Hao a feeling that is exactly the same as the pattern on the board of the mysterious stone table.
Is it the same inscription?
Ding Hao guessed in his heart that suddenly the ghost made a poor hand and grasped the handle of the magic knife.
It seems to be holding a hot magma.
Other than that, there is no response anymore.
The magic knife that broke out before the Supreme Force, which was enough to fight against the rust sword, was extremely quiet. When Ding Hao was in his hand, there was no rejection.
I don't know if it is an illusion. Ding Hao even vaguely felt that this magic knife was like a living creature, and cheered low.
He had the opportunity to observe the magic knife so closely.
This red-red handle has a full thickness of duck eggs and is covered with strange threads. It doesn't know what material is made. It feels very good and emits extremely terrible heat, but it makes Ding Hao feel extremely comfortable. It is more than 30 centimeters wide, and the handle is about one meter long and the whole body is reddish.
The only blade is extremely broken, and even the blades are cut, as if they are broken at any time and become dozens of pieces falling on the ground.
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