(There are two updates during the day. I have stayed up too late recently. I will take a break today)

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The knife as dark as the night is mixed with the night. Even if the black light representing death blooms, you can only feel the void, a little different, just like doing ink paintings on black paper. Novels are vague.

The eight-color sword energy is distinct in color, better than the bright moonlight. As the faith is spread, it swirls around the dark blood-transforming sword. The eight-color crosses, and wind, thunder, water and fire are ignited, and they burst into pieces. Following the heaven, earth, mountains and lakes, objects and images are replaced by each other, and the reality is indistinguishable. This sword stops three inches before Shen Lian’s eyebrows and cannot move forward any more.

The situation that seemed to be extremely thrilling was turned into danger in a flash. The changes in an instant were like dew and lightning, which was not as deep as possible.

The eight-color sword energy flows continuously, isolating Chen Lian and this dark knife, just like a ray of rays of rays before dawn, isolating the night and light.

The Blood-Changing Divine Sword kept trembling slightly, and it could not escape the constraints of the eight-colored sword energy, as if it were trapped in a beast.

This is a real battle of magic power. There is no point in making fraud between life and death. Xiao Shiyi finally discovered that he was still an insurmountable distance from Chenlian, but why did that person say that he was enough to challenge Chenlian?

The man had never deceived him, and Chen Lian was also his devil, so he came without hesitation.

The knife stopped in the air, as quiet as a cold night. On the earth and on the cliffs, there was a crystal light on it. It was either the moonlight or the starlight. The sky was as quiet as water. The snow was as silver.

However, these water-like lights and thick snow near Shen Lian began to fluctuate and tremble, with Shen Lian as the core, forming a violent thunder.

The heaven and earth's vital energy was constantly extracted. He had never tried it before, and burst out such a huge amount of magic power. The vortex composed of Taixu spirit energy in his body rotated wildly at a speed of ten or a hundred times more than in the past, and at the same time, the echo of the heaven and earth's vital energy was countless times stronger than in the past. He had never done this before.

Xiao Shiyi has never been afraid in the past ten years, and even forgot the taste of fear. He thought he would never be afraid again and would never have these ridiculous thoughts. Until now, he realized that he was extremely ridiculous. His fearlessness lies in the Blood-Changing Divine Sword. When he lost this sword, or the myth of this sword, he was nothing.

Magic power is an external object. Magic tools are external objects, and magical powers are also external objects. Only their strong will and their spirit of decisive pursuit of the Tao can be carried through life and will not be taken away by anyone.

Chen Lian knew this very well, but Xiao Shiyi didn't understand.

Chen Lian's keen spirit can clearly feel Xiao Shiyi's fear at this time. When he becomes afraid and doubts about the Blood-Changing Divine Sword, the Dharma has a flaw. Not all flaws can be grasped. Of course, Chen Lian doesn't even need to grasp the flaws of the other party when dealing with Xiao Shiyi.

At this time, Chen Lian encountered other problems. As the vital energy of heaven and earth continued to gather, Chen Lian felt that he could not bear the Taishan Mountain. However, his will was still unswervingly driving this extremely powerful vital energy that was almost bursting. He was inspired by his Taixu spirit energy to ultimately echo the vital energy of heaven and earth, which really surprised him.

The first time I have a feeling of having more strength but not having enough heart.

This emotion is like a big sea boat carrying a wind and waves in the river. Although the river water is wide, it is not enough to accommodate such a large sea boat, making it move horizontally.

Because of the stagnation of Shenlian for a moment, Xiao Shiyi came back to his senses and looked ferocious. Finally, he made a decision. He grabbed his heart with one hand and grabbed his heart alive. It was covered with blood. He could see his heart sprinkled with blood. Finally, this vivid heart was sent to the Blood-Changing Divine Sword by him. The knife as dark as night swallowed it unforgivingly, giving birth to a crimson, like a crescent moon.

The blood was so strong that it shook the eight-colored sword energy, and with a bang, it attacked Chen Lian at a perfect arc.

The blood-colored sword light was imminent, and finally slashed hard on Shen Lian's eyebrows. The void was filled with layers of strange shapes. The violent energy of heaven and earth was thumping, hitting the blood-transforming magic sword. The power of the energy that was almost irresistible in the mixed light made any exquisite magic lose its meaning. Xiao Shiyi's body exploded from the air and shot away, and the blood-transforming magic sword followed. The two were closely connected, which was no longer as simple as ordinary mind refining magic weapons.

The explosion of vital energy emits various brilliances with the color of the eight qi of Taixu, like a miracle.

It was like a huge lotus blooming, shaking countless miles in a radius.

But now he has no choice but to care about these things. He has also suffered a great shock in his body, but he is forcibly controlled.

It is second to deal with Xiao Shiyi, but because Xiao Shiyi is too easy to solve, he still has leisure and leisure to explore the limits of Taixu's spirit and the heaven and earth's vitality, and understand such a powerful move. Unfortunately, it takes a certain amount of time. For those monks who are truly determined and not moved by external objects, it is difficult for him to calmly release this move.

On the snow, Xiao Shiyi was inserted with a blood-transforming sword next to him, and the knife as dark as night. At this time, the crimson on it had not yet retreated.

Xiao Shiyi's heart broke out of the blood hole, and others were still alive, able to breathe, or survive.

Chen Lian did not have any sympathy for his miserable appearance.

Grasping the knife, the cold and ruthless feeling of power flowed over it like a tide, which made people have a thought that as long as you accept it and be driven by it, you will become a great existence like a god.

Chen Lian took it and slashed at Xiao Shiyi with one sword. Instead of becoming two halves, the man turned into a pool of blood. Finally, he was absorbed by the knife, leaving his blood-stained clothes.

In the past, this dress was only blood from all over the Xiao family. Now there is another Xiao Shiyi. Chen Lian pops out a ray of fire and ignites the bloody clothes. From then on, this sin will dissipate from the world.

But in the end, a trace of blood fell silently on Shen Lian. It was the resentment that the creatures in the world had developed after being killed by someone. Chen Lian was touched in his heart, but he could not understand it.

The Blood-Creating Divine Sword in Chen Lianzheng Ningmu's hand was raised by the essence and blood of countless people and demons. Chen Lian could still feel the surging spiritual power and the show of the Blood-Creating Divine Sword to him.

Some people say that there is no good or evil in Taoism. If you use it correctly, it will be righteous. If you use it evil, it will be evil. However, if you persist in your heart and have a bottom line, how can a monk using such magical instruments?

Chen Lian did not use this excuse to comfort himself, nor would he throw it into the wilderness and fall into the hands of people with bad intentions. He had already planned.

Since Xiao Shiyi's essence and blood are all here, Chen Lian intends to sacrifice it to the word "word" together with the Blood-Changing Divine Sword.

(To be continued.)
Chapter completed!