Chapter 2665: Strongest burst

The ghosts and spirits are overwhelming, attacking like a tide, without stopping.
With such a quantity and such a combat power, Xiao Yi's defense was still unbreakable.
The main reason is that there is no single spiritual consciousness stronger than Xiao Yi.
In a large and terrifying quantity, sometimes, it can cause qualitative changes.
As it is now, if an ordinary Demon Venerable is here, or Galo Demon Venerable, I'm afraid it will be impossible to prevent.
In the face of these hundreds of levels of demon masters and tens of millions of terrifying spiritual consciousness, even the demon master would not want to stop them all.
This is the qualitative change caused by a large enough quantity.
But sometimes, qualitative change cannot be achieved.
It was because they were facing Xiao Yi, a warrior with countless methods, and an indomitable sword repairman.
In the face of Xiao Yi, unless he has the strength to crush him absolutely, no matter how large the number is, it is in vain.
This is the scary thing about Xiao Yi.
Perhaps, there will be an old guy with a higher realm and stronger strength than him; but no one can match this ability, and even no one can have it.
However, Xiao Yi at this moment is also under considerable pressure.
Hum...
Suddenly, in the distance in the air, an invisible sword was surrounded by more than a dozen heads of spiritual sense, and was broken up.
"Huh?" The spiritual sense of an old man's eyes lit up, "Sure enough, even though the kid has exploded more Soul Swords, his control power is not as good as before."
"This kid can't last long."
"What a terrible mind control." At this time, another old man's spiritual sense frowned.
"If I'm not mistaken, this seems to be the rumored soul-reading technique, the rumored soul-dao technique of the old king of ice."
"And these traces of soul thought manipulation seem to have the meaning of a soul palace."
"Humph." Another old man snorted coldly, "In other words, this is a person from Eight Halls."
The killing intent of the spiritual consciousness around him became more violent, even ten times more intense than before.
Underworld spiritual sense, the hatred of the Eight Halls seemed to be more concerned than the temptation of the ancient cherry tree.
Xiao Yi squinted and scanned.
His mind at the moment is undoubtedly under pressure.
He has maintained Wannian Sword Intent, and he doesn't know how long it will last.
He does have good methods, and even has a combat power far surpassing those in the same realm.
But for nine days and nine nights, such an intensity is still unimaginable.
"Is there no way?" Xiao Yi said inwardly.
Excalibur?
No, Killing God Sword, although it has a natural and powerful suppression of spiritual consciousness.
But Killing the God Sword is ultimately the saber of the first generation, not Xiao Yi's own sword.
Moreover, the sword is not opened, and there is not enough power at all.
Although the sword is strong, there is a degree in everything.
It was an example before in the Black Snow Holy Land.
The Divine Killing Sword was not as effective as imagined when it faced those ancient snow lions.
Let alone deal with the spiritual sense of the underworld here.
Fire power?
No, the fire power is just like he doesn't use normal kendo power now; the soul power method is the best way to deal with spiritual consciousness.
Xiao Yi squinted his eyes.
He also has the eye of the lunar sun, which is the nemesis of almost all soul power and spiritual consciousness.
But, after all, everything has a degree.
In this world, there is only absolute strength, not absolute invincibility.
Excalibur is an example.
The eye of the lunar sun may be very effective, but how long can it withstand it? Will there be backlash?
He is not sure of these.
In this case, if backlash occurs, the consequences will be more troublesome.
Xiao Yi's eyes narrowed tighter.
It was also at this time that he suddenly felt that under such terrible pressure, his mind and Dao mind seemed to be changing a little.
The change is not so obvious, but it is constantly increasing.
His mind became more stable; his Dao heart became stronger.
Xiao Yi's eyes were happy.
Under such terrible pressure, isn't it a kind of tempering of mind and Taoism?
In the past, he would not use this method.
Wannian Jianyi was consuming a lot of soul power, a lot of soul pills every minute and every second.
For him, a warrior who lacks cultivation, he would not do such a luxury.
But now, his consumption will be paid for by the Saint Sakura clan later, and he does not count the cost of consumption.
What this exchanged was his mind and Dao mind, constantly tempered and grown under this extreme pressure.
For Xiao Yi, his Dao Heart was much stronger than that of ordinary people, and those ordinary soul crystals had no effect at all.
On the contrary, it is the tempering here, which is a real improvement.
The swing of that invisible sword, killing the enemy again and again, defending the enemy again and again, is the sharpening of Jianxin.
That pressure, gathered together, is like a thousand tempering.
This is precisely his chance for Xiao Yi.
After half a day.
Xiao Yi already clearly felt the improvement in his sword heart.
Xiao Yi's eyes had changed from indifference to pure clarity.
His mind is controlling these invisible swords.
His eyes were staring at this sword.
"Although the sword is invisible, it is my Xiao Yi's sword after all."
"My sword, everything, follow my schedule."
Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes, and his clear eyes were extremely confident.
What this extreme confidence brought was Jianxin's sudden sublimation.
At that moment, Xiao Yi grinned with a knowing smile.
"Thousands of ghosts and charms have not invaded my mind, but even more so."
"Thanks for these few days."
Xiao Yi's voice fell for a moment.
boom…
Ten thousand invisible swords are more solid and firmer.
Amid the roaring sword intent, a burst of flames suddenly condensed.
That is no longer a mere invisible sword.
It is an invisible fire sword.
This invisible sword has a pure meaning of kendo.
At this moment, the sense of fire that fits with it is integrated.
Xiao Yi's cultivation base, one realm, one complete martial arts; except for the 10,000 complete poison dao, the rest are almost all fire and kendo.
At this moment, his complete martial art was finally displayed perfectly on this invisible sword.
His sword heart is already enough to perfectly control these ten thousand invisible swords.
boom…
There was a roar high in the sky.
It was a sword formation with unmatched power.
Bang...
High in the sky, there was a loud noise.
It was an array of flames, and flames wandered everywhere.
Wow...
During the battle, hundreds of spiritual consciousness were suddenly corroded into water of spiritual consciousness.
It is rich and poisonous, and poison eats away the wasteland.
At this moment, Xiao Yi's strength was fully demonstrated.
This is the strength that truly belongs to Xiao Yi.
Ten thousand sharp swords are enough to explode all the skills and methods that belong to Xiao Yi.
At this moment, the world trembled.
"That's..." An old man looked up at the sky, his eyes filled with horror, "The combination of six frightening swords?"
"Boy, you are not a simple Eight Temple Warrior, are you the next successor of the Black Demon Palace?"
At the same time, each old man exclaimed.
"That is the inheritance of the wind path of the Fengsha Temple, added to the kendo? How did this kid do it?"
"That's the illusion in the fire. It's amazing. It can be integrated with the kendo, and tens of thousands of spiritual senses will turn into the illusion while the sword is walking?"
"Boy, have you seen the second chief palace master of Yandian?"
"There are thousands of swords of the soul of mind, divided into one thousand, and they are self-contained in the formation, the number of large formations reaches sixty-six, all of which are grand formations, of which 60 are the first-generation martial arts inheritance of the Tianji Main Hall. ."
"Boy, have you been in the land of secret inheritance?"
"The first-generation inheritance of the Eight Palaces is almost fully displayed in these ten thousand soul swords."
"Boy, who are you?"
There was a cry of exclamation and appeared almost at the same time.
One after another, all eyes gathered on Xiao Yi.
Xiao Yi squinted his eyes.
Qiang... A spiritual sense suddenly condensed with a sharp sword in his hand, and a mysterious sword fell monstrously.
Xiao Yi's pupils shrank, "Ghost Sha a sword? Are you from the Black Demon Palace?"
"No...you are not the spiritual sense of the monster race, but the spiritual sense of the human race?"
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Third more.
Update today, unfinished.