Chapter 2664: Wannian Jianyi

Wow...boom...
An invisible soul power impact burst out instantly.
Wherever he passed, the momentum was like broken bamboo, ghosts, spirits and consciousness were all turned into nothingness.
Until he came to the spiritual consciousness of hundreds of demon master levels, Fang was resisted.
However, even if it was blocked, the soul power impact continued to spread out.
锵... 锵... 锵...
Hundreds of demon master-level spiritual senses took virtual shots with their hands, resisting the impact of soul power, and the confrontation between the two sides made fierce screams in the air, like a thousand swords moving together.
"What a sharp soul power."
"Obviously it's just the impact of soul power, like the sharp edge of a peerless sword."
"Retreat first."
Whoosh whoosh...
The spirit consciousness of the demon masters retreated again and again.
And without their resistance, this spirit power pouring impact was even more shocking, exaggerating all the way, and only stopped after reaching hundreds of meters.
After stopping for a moment, Clang... Under the dense clanging sound, the sword intent was amazing, and thousands of invisible swords appeared out of thin air.
"It's stabilized." A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Xiao Yi's mouth.
Simultaneously splitting out a thousand thoughts and forcibly controlling a thousand soul swords is a considerable amount of energy consumption.
Xiao Yi had anticipated the situation at this moment.
He knew long ago that it would be no easy task to stay here for nine days and nine nights.
"Continue to rush."
The spiritual sense of the demon master level, shouted loudly.
As the tide of spiritual consciousness, the constant impacts once again defying death.
Wow...
In all directions, spiritual consciousness is like a black sea wave, and like a black hurricane.
Xiao Yi squinted.
Forcibly resisting thousands of spiritual consciousness by one's own strength is by no means easy.
Black waves and black hurricanes continue to hit and dissipate.
The edge of the sword is like splitting waves and thorns, cutting wind and air.
But after resisting again and again, the solidity of the sword is also becoming thinner.
Every half an hour or so, Xiao Yi had to absorb a large amount of soul pills.
The two sides are so deadlocked.
one day later.
In the distance, the spiritual consciousness of hundreds of demon masters became more and more ferocious.
Countless dense spiritual consciousness, more and more fierce, more fierce not afraid of death.
But in any case, after all, he couldn't break through the blockade of Qiannian Jianyi, and couldn't surpass the protection of those thousand invisible swords.
Xiao Yi glanced inwardly at his Universe Ring, feeling quite confident in his heart.
There are still a lot of soul pills in the Qiankun Ring, which should be enough for him to consume.
Two days later.
Xiao Yi breathed a sigh of relief, and at this rate of consumption, he would be able to survive until nine days later.
But at this time.
With hundreds of demon master levels of spiritual consciousness, black energy appeared on his body, and it became more and more rushing.
"Damn it, it can't go on like this."
"Yes, it will change after a while."
"There seems to be a lot of treasures on that human boy."
"Fight, even if we force these sword intents to consume a lot of our spiritual power, as long as we can swallow that ancient cherry tree, everything is worth it."
"Yes, we have been wandering here for millions of years. We have had enough of this kind of days."
"Tear these two guys apart at all costs."
Wow...
The spiritual consciousness in all directions became more and more crazy.
Around, like the tide is raging, the sky is overwhelming, as if black clouds cover the top.
"Hiss." Xiao Yi took a breath.
This is more than tens of millions.
boom…
At this time, a demon master's level of spiritual consciousness took the lead and blasted an invisible sword with a punch.
Boom...boom...boom...boom...
The roar that followed, one after another.
Hundreds of demon master levels of spiritual consciousness, all shot together.
That is no longer a mere shot, but is simply consumed by injury.
With one punch and one palm, although the invisible sword was blasted off, part of the spiritual power in the hands of these spiritual senses was also consumed.
Obviously, they have already planned to do whatever it takes.
Hundreds of invisible swords were shot flying, and the original sword intent was blocked.
The Qiannian Sword Intent that should have cooperated with the swordless was instantly disrupted.
The sword intent blocked the area, like a lack of embankment, ghosts and spirits poured in.
The pouring from all directions caused countless ghosts and spirits in the entire range to roar and roar within an instant.
Xiao Yi's eyes were startled.
If these hundreds of demon master level spiritual senses were shot like this regardless of damage, his sword intent blockade would not exist again.
Even if he used the sword intent blockade again, he would be instantly broken up.
It is no longer possible to simply rely on a dense sword intent to block.
The only thing that can be done is to kill the enemy.
These ghosts and spirits will kill as many as they come.
Xiao Yi gritted his teeth, and tens of thousands of soul pills appeared in front of him, absorbing them with all his strength.
"Wan Nian Jianyi." Xiao Yi shouted violently. Under the mask, blue veins were already looming, and blood dripped down his eyes.
boom…
In the air, thousands of invisible swords condensed.
"Puff." Xiao Yi spit out blood, still holding on.
From Hundred Nian Sword Intent, to Thousand Nian Sword Intent and Wan Nian Sword Intent, the mind increased tenfold tenfold, and this kind of intensity was only able to withstand Xiao Yi's metamorphosis.
At the same time, it separates the ten thousand thoughts and controls it perfectly. The pressure Xiao Yi is under today is unimaginable.
But the ghosts and spirits in all directions were also blocked one by one and killed one by one.
He no longer needs to be blocked by sword intent.
Just separate out thousands of invisible swords to deal with the spiritual consciousness of these hundreds of demon master levels.
The remaining countless sharp swords confronted these countless ghosts and spirits.
Dense invisible swords fill all directions.
Any ghost or spirit sense can never get close to them.
The situation is temporarily stable.
Xiao Yi scanned his surroundings. At this moment, he was more frightened by the war.
Is this the Underworld? In other words, is this the terrible combat power that exists in the underworld?
Needless to say, the spiritual consciousness of these hundreds of demon master levels is absolutely no less than the level of the ten major demon masters.
And these countless ordinary ghosts and spirits are densely packed, and they have already exceeded tens of millions, and I am afraid that there are more than tens of millions.
Let's say it is ordinary, but in fact, all of them have amazing combat power.
The weakest are the martial arts power level, accounting for more than half; the peerless level, there are several percent.
The rest was actually nearly 10% reaching the Holy Venerable Realm level.
What is this concept?
A Million Saint Realm Powerhouse?
Xiao Yi didn't dare to imagine that he would encounter this kind of battle, and forcibly blocked it.
Cang...
In the air, a purple sword light flashed by.
The Purple Lightning Sword appeared out of thin air, stuck straight to the ground, and stood beside Xiao Yi.
Hum...
At this moment, Weng Ming, the invisible sword around him, became more and more fierce.
With this boost of the strongest supreme artifact, his sword intent will be firmer and sharper, and his mind control will be more stable.
At this moment, the huge dark world has become a little brighter.
Part of it belongs to the cherry tree, the pink light is extremely gorgeous.
In front of the tree, a sharp sword that ignited purple thunder and lightning shone purple light all around.
Looking at the sight of the hundreds of demon masters' spiritual consciousness, he was a little surprised for a while.
In the face of these countless spiritual conscious sieges that were fierce and undaunted to death, someone could actually stop it.
In front of the cherry blossom tree, the arrogant figure sitting cross-legged, one man with one sword, seemed to guard the vast land, as steady as a rock.
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