Vol 2 Chapter 552: The essence of killing
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Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation
- Moon Like Fire
- 1655 characters
- 2021-02-03 09:43:25
boom!
The purple flashing moonshadow knife is inserted into the chest of the upper iron devil in an instant. Under the blessing of the sword, it is easy to enter the chest of the iron devil.
The Iron Devil did not have the slightest pain, and roared, holding the iron fist and rushing toward Xiao Chen’s head.
In the heart of the mind, a steady stream of purple crystals poured into the blade, Xiao Chen lightly sighed, "explosion!"
boom!
The vitality of the cockroach suddenly burst open.
The fist of the upper iron magic cold light, when only half a centimeter from the head of Xiao Chen, the whole body burst into pieces, turned into countless pieces, flying in the air.
Xiao Chen’s palm was a move, and he grabbed a piece of iron demon corpse, the size of the palm, hard as just, the tentacles slightly cold.
Xuanyuan battles the sky, the power of a slap, can also bombard the iron magic into pieces, but the debris is like a powder, Xiao Chen and this ratio is a lot worse.
"This knife, I have used 10% of the force, but also solidified the knife and killing the mood, the power that can be exploded, but it is still so far worse than the Xuanyuan battle."
Hey, he put the iron in his hand into a powder, and Xiao Chen’s eyes showed a little contemplative expression.
It seems that only by reaching the half-step Wuhuang, I can reach that level. This is the top iron monster, which makes me have a complete understanding of my attack power.
In the blood of the soul, suddenly there was a cry of the cold moon: "Xiao Chen, have you successfully mastered the killing concept?"
Xiao Chen nodded and then shook his head and said: "It is not a mastery. I can only find a sense of it. I have some touches of the doorway. The essence of killing may not be death and destruction. There is another meaning."
Cold Moon doubts: "How do you say?"
Xiao Chen faintly said: "There is no killing, there will be no new order in this world. When winter comes to spring, the spring breeze has killed the endless cold of winter, bringing to the world the beginning of reincarnation, the recovery of all things, the spring blossoms. ""
"So the essence of killing is not death, not destruction, but new life. Just like my just killing, while killing the devil, but saving ten human companions, this is the will of life."
The cold moon in the soul blood jade, the heart is amazed, in her long life. For the first time, I heard such strange remarks. Xiao Chen actually realized a deeper artistic conception from the killing mood.
The world's artistic conception is as numerous as a few, but there are some artistic conceptions, which are recognized as high artistic conceptions, such as killing, destruction, destruction, lust, phantom, despair, pain and so on.
On the higher level of artistic conception, there are still four top-notch artistic concepts recognized, namely life and death, yin and yang, and time and space.
Xiao Chen said this, and suddenly there was a hint of enlightenment in his mind. Finally, I thought of the four seasons of the knife, the thunder of spring, what is lacking, what is lacking is a murderous.
In order to verify the speculation in the heart, Xiao Chen looked away and found a place where the devil plundered the most serious and directly killed the past.
In the mind of the sea, the eyes are red and bloody, and each scythe flashes through, and a demon person is killed by Xiao Chen.
In my heart, there is peace. From the killing, I begin to understand the artistic conception of life, and the whole person enters the realm of selflessness.
"Big brother, is this the kid you said? The strength does not seem to be very good, although the breath is long and continuous, but after all, only the top-grade Wu Wang's cultivation."
In the middle of the air, I don’t know when the four sons of the North Sea silently gathered to the back of Xiaochen’s three kilometers, staring at the eyes, and Xiao Chen, who was fighting with the devil.
The mouth of the blue shirt is talking. He looks at Xiao Chen, who is wearing a white robe. He doesn’t care very much in his eyes. "I can deal with such a person alone, not to mention the big brother, you are a half-step of the emperor." Genius warrior."
The right-handed purple zizi, but shook his head slightly, said: "Three brothers, you see too simple, so young you can understand the killing mood and the knife, how can it be so easy to deal with. If we are alone, we are Except for Big Brother, no one can dare to say that he has a 70% chance of winning."
Qingzi Gongzi regained his gaze and had an understanding of Xiao Chen’s strength. His face showed a cruel smile. He said:
But there is never fairness in this world. Let’s go. Nothing to look at after three days to take his life. ""
On the top of the huge dragon ship of the castle, the main players of the three-level battlefield are silent, standing above the void, looking deep into the distant moon.
Next to him, an old man with a white eyebrow, muttered: "The blood is coming out, the soldiers are now, there will be a green dragon breaking nine days. Five thousand years ago, the old dragon king left these three words, saying this It is a great opportunity for the Dragon Palace, and the Blue Dragon Temple will appear on a certain day. Now that the blood moon is present, it may seem true."
The wind did not retract the gaze, a faint saying: "Don't think too much, the history of the mixed blood month is not the first time, the gods must guard the Zongmen air transport, who will take the risk to get here. Hold this dragon Ship, we can do our job well, and Dragon King has not made this prediction too serious."
The white-haired old man, his face is a dignified road: "Though this is the case, before the sages have a chance, they can jump out of the heavens and the earth and look forward to wearing time and space.
The wind did not smile and said: "Reassuringly, there is already an arrangement for the Dragon King. This is also a mystery. Ning believes that it is not credible."
The eyes of the two have never been placed in front of Weidao. The huge number of scary devils are just looking at the moon in the distance, as if the beauty would be put in the eyes of this group of demons.
When the sky is going to be bright, the moon in the distance slowly sinks into the sea, and the demon person who is crazy in the middle of the night, after dropping countless bodies, rushed down like a tide.
The blue barrier is in front of it, and all the warriors are relieved, sitting directly on the surface of the sea, screaming at the mouth.
But the warriors outside the barriers all looked very excited, but the night was hard. But the harvest is comparable to the hard work of more than half a week, and the points are rising, which is enough to exchange countless good things.
More warriors, in this intense and fierce battle, directly broke through the bottleneck of several years, the smile on the face is even more brilliant.
Some people are happy that some people are worried. When the strong people enjoy this feast of the magic tide, more of them are weak, and a huge number of bodies are also left on the sea surface. On the island of Weidao, there are many warriors who have been seriously injured, and they are hurtful.
The most dazzling of this war is undoubtedly the East China Sea Dragon King Xuanyuan battlefield, one person and one ride, like a of war, to reverse the battle with one's own strength.
The same dazzling, there are also the endless sea of the four sides of the end, the evil moon pavilion white exhibition. The demon who died in their hands, this night directly exceeded 2,000, let people once again feel the terrorist power of the genius warrior.
Xiao Chen’s victory was equally gratifying. The demon who died in his hand this night also reached two thousand. It is a pity that he is far away from the crowd, and with the glamorous genius of the martial arts, no one has noticed him.
Inducted into a clear Qing Xiao Chen in the light, the cold moon came out of the soul blood jade, whispered: "Congratulations, you have taken a step further from mastering the killing mood."
Xiao Chen’s face was not shocked, his eyes looked far away, and he sighed softly:
A step is a step, that is, there is no success. Maybe you can’t take this step in your life, you have to fight hot and go!
So when everyone rushed back and enjoyed the victory and returned to the Shenlong ship, Xiao Chen quietly set foot and continued to hunt down the pace of the devil.
Not sad, not happy, calm and calm.
Two days later, Xiao Chen, who is only five kilometers away from the core island, has just hunted a group of top-level Gorefiends.
But suddenly found the front, I do not know when a young warrior wearing a white shirt blocked his way.
At the crucial moment of comprehending the meaning of killing, Xiao Chen did not want to cause any trouble, and changed direction, but found that a blue-shirt warrior blocked his way.
Xiao Chen slightly frowned, did not pay attention to it, once again with the direction, rushed to the north, but the road is still blocked, it is a green shirt warrior.
Looking at the West, there was also a warrior who blocked his way. When the four men hunted the devil, they had blocked all his way.