Chapter 600

"Frozen for thousands of miles..."

"Emperor sword kill..."

……

A sword meaning, in the sea of knowledge of Mo Wentian, crazy wanton, but a breath, Mo Wentian's mouth, directly spewed a mouthful of blood.

"Spiritual consciousness..."

"Suppression!"

"Boom..."

Don't ask the sky, know the power of the spirit in the sea, and surge up crazily, trying to suppress the three sword meanings, but unfortunately, these three sword meanings

It's too strong!

"Poof..."

In a quarter of an hour, don't ask the sky

Spit out a mouthful of blood again.

Mo Wentian's breath began to decline rapidly. At this moment, Mo Wentian was directly hit by three sword thoughts, and Mo Wentian's spirit

Even weaker!

"Frozen for thousands of miles..."

"Buzzing..."

In front of the altar, Mo Wentian's body suddenly turned into an ice sculpture, a terrifying sense of ice sword, from Mo Wentian's body

Rise to the sky!

"Jiuyou sword gas..."

"Pooh..."

"Pooh!"

But at the next moment, a nine hell sword gas burst out of Mo Wen's celestial body. This sword gas directly tore the ice on Mo Wen's body!

"Emperor's sword..."

Another sense of sword surged out.

"Touch touch..."

Three sword thoughts collided with Mo Wentian's body. Mo Wentian's terrible body also began to tremble at this moment, with cracks

Appear on Mo Wentian's body!

"Tear..."

"Tear..."

……

Drops of blood penetrated from Mo Wentian's skin.

"This boy..."

"I really killed myself!"

In the vast white void, the old man looked at Mo Wentian's miserable appearance, his eyebrows slightly frowned, and the broken sword tip trembled in the old man's hands.

"Three sword thoughts..."

"Even if it is a real strong man!"

"I dare not do it once..."

"All inhaled!"

"This boy..."

The old man shook his head slightly, and the breath on Mo Wentian's body was getting weaker and weaker. Three sword thoughts, in Mo Wentian's celestial body, the crazy collision seemed to bring Mo Wentian's body

Tear it in place!

"Poof..."

Two mouthfuls of blood gush out again, don't ask the sky

Pale and a little scary!

"Suppress it!"

"Roar..."

Don't ask the sky, roar repeatedly, the three terrible sword meanings exceeded Mo's expectations. Don't ask the spirit of the sky, can't suppress these three terrible sword meanings at all.

"My spirit..."

"Too bad!"

Don't ask heaven in his heart, crazy roar, in this Taixu secret realm, don't ask heaven with one heart, put on the cultivation, the cultivation of the spirit, but relaxed a lot.

Don't ask the sky now

Although cultivation has reached the peak of the false gods!

But don't ask the power of the spirit of heaven.

However, it is a realm of hypocrisy.

"Suppress..."

"Suppression!"

"Touch..."

Two terrible collisions came. Don't ask the power of God and soul, which was finally condensed, was torn up again. The terrible sword Qi, at this moment

Go straight, don't ask the sword star core in the sky Dantian!

"Buzzing..."

Don't ask the sky. In the Dantian, there are eight sword star cores

Slowly circling.

A terrible sword force came from the sword star core.

"Frozen..."

"Ten thousand miles!"

Don't ask the celestial body, the terrible icy sword idea hit again. This time, this sword idea directly shrouded in Mo Wentian's Dantian, as if it wanted to

Seal don't ask heaven's Dantian!

"Nine days sword meaning..."

"Jian Xiao Jiuchong sky!"

"Touch..."

Don't ask the celestial body, there was a terrible collision sound. The terrible cold ice sword meaning was blocked outside the Dantian by the nine Sky Sword meaning of don't ask the sky.

"Jiuyou sword gas..."

"Emperor sword spirit!"

But at the next moment, two terrible sword Qi attacked again.

"Nine days sword meaning..."

"Block!"

"Qiang Qiang..."

Inside Mo Wentian's body, there was a sound of metal collision, and countless scars appeared on Mo Wentian's skin. At this moment

Don't ask inside the celestial body!

Become a battlefield with four sword thoughts

"Qiang Qiang..."

A collision sound sounded, three sword thoughts

Be forced by Mo Wentian.

Block out the Dantian.

"This boy..."

"It's blocked!"

In the vast white void, the old man's eyes lit up slightly. Don't ask the breath on heaven, which is still weakening rapidly. Don't ask the mouth of heaven

Blood spurted out!

But don't ask the sky, but it didn't fall down, on the contrary

On him!

The other three sword thoughts are also rising slowly.

"Good smart news, first understand the meaning of the nine Heaven Sword, and then use the meaning of the nine Heaven Sword to attract the other three sword meanings, and directly let these three sword meanings fight in the body!"

"In this way, although it is extremely dangerous..."

"But it's the quickest way to understand the meaning of the sword!"

The old man, with a slight smile in his eyes, sat there cross legged. There was a pool of blood under him. Don't ask the sky

Even a piece of good skin has been lost!

But don't ask the sky, but there is no trend to fall.

"Icy sword gas..."

"Kill kill!"

"Qiang Qiang..."

The body of Mo Wentian trembles after collision, but each time, the other three terrible sword meanings will be part of it

Don't ask the body of heaven!

Time passes slowly, in front of the altar

That figure!

Sit cross legged.

A quarter of an hour, an hour

One day, one month!

One year

Go slowly.

"Buzzing..."

In front of the altar, the figure sat there with his knees crossed, but compared with a year ago, his skin had scabbed, and the blood under his body had

Disappear!

"Icy sword gas..."

"Break it for me!"

"Touch!"

At this time, a low voice came. The next moment, Mo Wentian's body, a terrible breath, rushed up into the sky, Mo Wentian's body

A broken sound!

Suddenly!

"Click..."

"Click..."

Then there were two other broken voices.

"Finally..."

"Understand the meaning of the sword!"

Open your eyes, don't ask the sky. In your eyes, a terrible light burst out. Then, don't ask the sky, and suddenly stood up.

"Icy sword spirit!"

"Jiuyou sword spirit!"

"Emperor's sword..."

"Buzzing..."

The sword Qi gathered in Mo Wentian's hands. The three sword Qi, like Mo Wentian's left shoulder and right arm, trembled slightly in Mo Wentian's palm.

"Nine days..."

"Sword spirit!"

"Boom..."

At this time, Mo Wentian played a sword formula again. The next moment, a sword Qi rose again, with the rise of this sword Qi.

Four sword Qi

The breath soared!

"Kill!"

"Touch!"

The sword Qi fell on the altar, and four sword Qi came one after another. The altar left in ancient times also trembled at this moment.

"Click..."

A crack appeared on the altar.

The next moment, this crack, quickly began to spread, a moment of effort, this crack, shrouded the entire altar, in Mo Wentian's shocked look. This altar is directly broken!