Chapter 1599

Since the war, people are in chaos.

Muye battle, blood drift scull, Overlord a anger, Fu corpse million.

In Xuankong City, it took ten years for the demon battlefield to break out, and almost every piece of land was covered with the blood of both sides.

At the beginning, the defense line of the thousand Li city wall had already been turned into ruins. Under the ground, half a meter of black soil was dug out, emitting putrefaction and cold. It was a brand-new soil which was dyed black by blood and decomposed by corpses.

This decade.

The reputation of the sword master gradually spread, and more and more higher demons knew the reputation of Wang Xu's sword master. Because all the battlefields he stepped on were full of swords, rivers of blood and sculls of blood.

The sword master does not participate in every battle, but as long as he participates in the battlefield, the demons within 10000 meters will become blank.

There was never a word superfluous in the whole battle.

Only silent killing!

Sword master, death!

Wang Xu's wanton killing of low-level demons, in the end, the top demons can't see it. Every time Wang Xu comes out, hundreds of demons will resist Wang Xu's attack.

In addition, there will be an eight generals in the void, looking for a chance to kill Wang Xu in the first World War.

Although Wang Xu is confident, he is not crazy enough to attack with hundreds of big demons, hundreds of thousands or even millions of low-level demons.

So, in fact, in the third year after the outbreak of the war, he rarely slaughtered himself. Most of the time, he was looking for an opportunity to break through Emperor Wu.

……

Bang!

Bang!

Several knocks came from the outside.

"Come in."

A cold voice came from a deep part of the main hall of the psionic sword hall.

When the gate opened, several sword building disciples came in. Their long shadows were cast outside the gate. They bowed their heads and kept enough awe. It was as if they were pressing a big mountain in their heart.

Deep in the hall, a black haired man with his back to them sat, his long hair had fallen off to the ground, and in the void beside him was a set of golden armor that seemed to float out of the air like life.

Several disciples felt more and more heavy in their hearts.

In recent days, the power of the sword master has become more and more powerful. Just one step into the hall, you feel that his armor is cut back and forth by hundreds of invisible subtle sword Qi, as if you will tear them up the next moment.

"Put it down and go out." Wang Xu didn't look back, and his voice was calm.

"Yes, sword master."

With that, several disciples immediately put down the materials they sent and quickly backed out.

Almost every once in a while, the sword owner will send some strange materials to the closed hall. Sometimes, they will even be demons captured alive. But every time they come in, they will disappear.

Bang!

The gate of the psionic sword hall is closed again.

When Wang Xu raised his hand, the space magic weapon sent by several disciples flew directly into his hands and was caught by his palm.

Five fingers slightly.

Boom!

The space magic weapon burst in an instant, and the dozens of tons of various materials and cultivation resources stored in it erupted like a volcano, which filled the whole hall.

Wang Xu didn't care about these. His mind spread, separated thousands of threads, linked each material, and the whole spirit fell into a special state of cultivation again.

Whoa, whoa

In a trance, he seems to be in another world, where there is no sky or land, only a vast deep sea.

Spirit sea!

At first glance, this sea of gods and spirits seems like an ancient well without waves. But when you feel it carefully, it's not the calm in imagination, but it has a special rhythm all the time.

Before he knew it, Wang Xu went deep into it. Under the guidance of the special rhythm of the sea of spirits, his consciousness gradually merged with the sea of spirits. With the fluctuation and rolling of the rhythm, he spread deeper and deeper

Wang Xu's consciousness is getting deeper and deeper. Gradually, it seems to expand to the boundary of the sea of spirits. In a state of no thought and no self, he has entered a delicate realm.

From then on, he and the sea of spirits were inseparable from each other, and always echoed with the existence of the nether world in the void.

Gradually, Wang Xu's consciousness suddenly wakes up from this nihilistic state and rushes out of the sea of spirits. It seems that after countless years of vicissitudes, clouds appear on the sea. The clouds are violent and restless, and the pressure is very low.

The gale roared between the two, rolled up hundreds of meters of huge waves, and electricity and light condensed in the clouds, breaking out a dazzling long awn.

Wang Xu's consciousness of awakening is still constantly expanding, from the sea, across the clouds, and along those violent lightning shuttle, all the way spread to the whole sky.

I don't know how long later, a trace of sadness and desolation suddenly rose in the depth of Wang Xu's consciousness. A sense of depression filled his heart, making him always feel what was missing in this world.

All of a sudden.

Electric light fell from the sky, crackling, straight split on a rock, and then turned into an arc, scattered around, illuminating a dark abyss of earth.

Suddenly, Wang Xu had a little insight.

This world is him, he is this world.

His spirit sea has nurtured this world. His consciousness has created dark clouds, thunder and lightning, strong winds, huge waves and the earth

Everything, it's him!

He is everything!

At this moment, like a wake-up call, Wang Xu suddenly realized and became conscious. Countless streamers of light came from all directions, condensing his body between the heaven and the earth.

The sky above your head, the ground below your feet.

This heaven and earth, like a newborn goose egg shape, which is wrapped in a giant.

Wang Xu's body was surrounded by strong wind and lightning. A huge force of heaven and earth gathered from all directions. At the same time, his mind expanded endlessly, going up into the sky and down into the deep sea.

Boom!

A thunderbolt, suddenly across the sky, lightning flash, the sky suddenly dark down, the cloud layer is lower, almost coincide with the sea.

In an instant, Shenhun sea became extremely violent. The huge waves on the whole sea rose thousands of meters high, then fell heavily, making a violent sound.

"I see! Here... "Wang Xu suddenly realized, looked up at the sky, looked down at the ground, suddenly stretched out his right hand, five fingers wide open, palm down.

"... it's the real space of my soul sea, which evolved from emptiness to reality... Shenwu space!"

Five fingers closed, a sharp sword light suddenly burst out, piercing heaven and earth.

When the sword light disappears, a fresh air will be sent out, floating up to a high place, turning into a slowly evolving sky. Some other turbid things slowly sink into the boundless earth.

His body is collapsing and disappearing.

First hair, then eyes, then body, then hands, and finally legs

At this moment, it was as if Pangu had created the world. His eyes were the sun and the moon, his hair was the vegetation, his body was the earth, his bones were the mountains, his spirit was the sea, and his blood was the source of his life

In the dark, Wang Xu's consciousness re enters heaven and earth, feels the changes of heaven and earth, and realizes the Tao. His spirit is constantly pure. In his consciousness, time passes by, and I don't know the year, three thousand years, six thousand years, thirty thousand years

Boom!

Wang Xu only felt a thunder burst in his soul, and then the turbid gas in his body converged into a whirlpool, which was absorbed and disappeared.

With a clang of his sword, he burst out of the hall and straight into the sky.

Emperor's step!

Wudao emperor!

Yes!