Chapter 2228

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Two hours later, Xu Ziyan opened his eyes, the channel is still quiet, there is no trace of a monk. Xu Ziyan stood up and walked towards the ninth floor. Standing at the entrance of the ninth floor, Xu Ziyan frowned slightly. There is no friar at the entrance, but when you look at the ninth floor through the entrance, you can see that it is a very peaceful space, no wind, no wind blade, no wind tide, no wind Dragon

It's like a windless world

Xu Ziyan holding a sword, step into the ninth floor.

"Qiang..."

With the sound of a sword, Xu Ziyan felt an irresistible force to blow himself away

"Putong..."

Xu Ziyan's body fell into the passage, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out of his mouth. His defense immortal clothes were half weakened, and had a tendency to collapse.

Xu Ziyan was lying on the ground in the shape of a big character, and the Jiupin immortal sword had been smashed.

"This is The sword of the wind... "

Xu Ziyan turned over and sat up. He didn't have time to wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth. He stood up from the ground, strode to the entrance of the cave, and explored his divine sense. To Xu Ziyan's disappointment, the divine sense was still only one meter out.

"Qiang..."

There was another sound of sword in Shenzhi, which made Xu Ziyan's body move backward a few steps. He almost sat down on the ground, leaving the cold sweat on his forehead.

Immediately sit on the ground, swallow the pill, once again adjust the breath up. An hour later, Xu Ziyan stood up again. Step forward and stand at the entrance of the cave.

He turns over his hand and takes out the Ziyan sword. The idea of the wind sword reaches the realm. He stretches the Ziyan sword out of the hole and moves the ninth layer of wind force. Suddenly, a wave of wind is formed and rushes forward

"Qiang..."

It's another sound of sword, and Xu Ziyan's agitation is broken in an instant.

Xu Ziyan didn't see the sword on the ninth floor, but he felt the pure meaning of the sword. Slowly closed his eyes, Xu Ziyan recalled the wind dragon in the eighth floor in the sea. The purple smoke sword in hand once again picked out the hole outside.

"Qiang..."

The generated tide was broken by one sword again, and Xu Ziyan kept picking out the hole with one sword after another. One by one, the waves are constantly generated and constantly broken

Gradually, the shape of the trend changed, and the generated power was also slightly enhanced, but it was still smashed by the sound of swords.

The ninth floor of Heifeng cave, except for the cultivation above the later period of Tianzun, really no monk can enter. Chaos is still on the sixth floor, looking for black wind beads. So the three great friars at the peak of Tianzun's later period are also following her in the sixth layer. As for the demon friars at Tianzun's later period, none of them rush straight into the channel leading to the ninth layer like Xu Ziyan. As soon as they could, they were still looking for the black wind beads in the eighth floor. Approaching them, they enter Heifeng cave to search for Heifeng beads instead of immersing themselves in the understanding of wind attributes like Xu Ziyan.

Therefore, at this time, before the entrance to the ninth floor of Heifeng cave, only Xu Ziyan was building there. Every time a sword is put out, the shape of the trend is changing slightly. After Xu Ziyan doesn't know how to put out his sword tens of thousands of times, he finally comes out with Xu Ziyan's sword. A wind dragon came out.

"Roar..."

The huge wind dragon roared and rushed forward.

"Qiang..."

With the sound of a sword, the huge body of the wind dragon swayed in the air, but it did not collapse, and still rushed forward tenaciously.

"Qiang..."

Another sword. The wind dragon's body was small, but it was still rushing forward.

"Qiang Qiang..."

Continuous sword, the wind dragon finally burst away, Xu Ziyan sword in hand a shock, back two steps, sober from immersion. There was a trace of joy and helplessness on his face.

Her idea of wind sword has reached the peak of success. She is only one step away from the perfection of her idea of wind sword.

Looking at the world outside the cave, Xu Ziyan has realized that the ninth layer is a world of sword, a world completely formed by the meaning of wind sword, and a time of wind sword. If you want to understand the meaning of wind sword, you must enter the world of wind sword.

Sit on the ground, take out the pill, Xu Ziyan into the breathing. Two hours later, Xu Ziyan stood up from the ground, holding Ziyan sword in his hand and strode toward the hole. When I came to the cave, I didn't stop at all. I stepped out of the cave step by step.

"Qiang..."

When Xu Ziyan entered the ninth floor, he not only heard the sound of the sword, but also clearly felt a huge wind sword coming towards him.

Xu Ziyan led the sword in his hand.

"Roar..."

With a roar of the dragon, a wind dragon came out, swinging its huge body to meet the huge sword in the air."Roar..."

"Qiang..."

"Roar..."

"Qiang..."

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Xu Ziyan's sword kept rising, and the wind dragons gathered in the air, fighting with a huge wind sword. Xu Ziyan's step is not stop, although slow, but extremely firm toward the front straight forward.

After walking for half a day, Xu Ziyan's pace finally slowed down, and the pressure became greater and greater. The wind sword became bigger and stronger, and its power became stronger and stronger. At the beginning, Xu Ziyan condensed a wind dragon, and the wind sword had to cut several swords to disperse the wind Dragon. Now, only one sword can disperse the wind dragon condensed by Xu Ziyan.

After another half day, Xu Ziyan had stopped and couldn't move forward any more. He had to stand in the same place, with his Ziyan sword flying in his hand, and wind dragons circling around his body to resist the attack of the wind sword. Every time the wind dragons collapsed, a hurricane broke up, raising Xu Ziyan's long hair and clothes.

At this time, Xu Ziyan knew in her heart that there were two ways to go deep into the black wind cave, one was to break through by virtue of cultivation, the other was to understand the meaning of the wind.

The first method has a limit by virtue of cultivation. Now Xu Ziyan has a feeling. Even with the help of the three demons, I'm afraid they have used their full potential to cross the Ninth level. The rest, even the great friars in the later period of Tianzun, are afraid that they have reached the limit when they reach their own position, and they can't take another step forward.

That is to say, there are only three Tianzun and Xu Ziyan.

But the other way is not to rush, but to rely on the understanding of the meaning of the wind. It's not enough to understand the meaning of the wind, but also to turn the meaning of the wind into attack power. After all, if you want to advance in the black wind cave, you need to break the wind attribute attack in the black wind cave. For example, the ninth layer of the wind sword, you have no way to integrate into the wind sword, only to constantly break the wind sword, which needs to change the meaning of the wind into wind sword or wind gun. Wind blade, let alone, should mobilize the wind power in Heifeng cave to fight against this world.

With Xu Ziyan's cultivation today, only when he understands the meaning of the wind sword to the full realm can he finish the ninth floor of the black wind tunnel.

"Then come on!"

Xu Ziyan took a deep breath, the meaning of the wind spread from the inside to the outside, and his whole body was shrouded in the meaning of the wind from the inside to the outside. The world around her became clearer in her perception, and the sword in her hand kept on. Wind dragons come up. Blue in my eyes. She finally captured the track of the wind sword, but the track of the wind sword was too fast. She only caught a trace, let alone to see through the composition of the wind sword.

Xu Ziyan closed his eyes. When he opened them, his eyes turned into two whirlpools and rotated slowly. It is the eye of time and the eye of space.

"Quiet!"

"Sure!"

The space of tens of meters suddenly came to a standstill, and the wind sword in the air was fixed. In an instant, Xu Ziyan's eyes blazed a piece of blue, and the composition of the wind sword stripped a layer of veil in Xu Ziyan's vision.

"Boom..."

The world around moved again, and Xu Ziyan's eyes of time and space settled the space for a moment. But in this moment, Xu Ziyan has opened the veil of the wind sword. Xu Ziyan closed his eyes, immersed in the understanding of that layer of veil, the sword rose with his heart, and the wind and dragon came out.

An hour later, the shapes of the wind dragons changed a little. Xu Ziyan opened his eyes again, and his eyes of time and space opened.

"Quiet!"

"Sure!"

After that, his eyes were quickly covered by a piece of blue, and for another moment, the law of time and space collapsed, but Xu Ziyan opened the veil of a wind sword

Time goes by repeatedly. A month has passed since the black wind cave was opened. Eight figures burst out of the entrance of the ninth floor space. They are the eight great monks of the late Tianzun, rushing forward. The eight great friars of the demon clan also have some understanding of the meaning of wind, and even one of them has already realized the meaning of wind to the state of Dacheng. But in the Ninth level, it didn't work at all. It had to rely on cultivation.

The eight great monks of the demon clan did not go straight ahead like Xu Ziyan, but searched for the black wind beads in the space horizontally.

"Qiang..."

With the sound of a sword, Xu Ziyan raises it with a sword, and a wind sword in the air is generated. When it collides with a wind sword in the air, it is broken by the wind sword in the air. However, Xu Ziyan's mouth appeared a smile.

"Qiang Qiang..."

The sword in Xu Ziyan's hand is like the wind, and a wind sword rises with it. With the mysterious meaning flowing in Xu Ziyan's heart, the path of the sword across the space is more mysterious, and the wind sword formed in the air is more solid and larger.

"Qiang Qiang..."

In the air, there was a dense sound of the sword and the sound of the wind sword colliding with each other. In the ninth floor, there was a silver bell like laughter. Xu Ziyan strode forward, one step at a time, and the wind sword was suddenly born and destroyed.

The sword of the wind is full of meaning.

"Whoosh..."

Xu Ziyan's figure fell into the passage leading to the tenth floor. Looking back at the ninth floor, he said in his heart:"Try the tenth floor. If you can't get in, go back to the ninth floor and collect black wind beads."

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