Chapter 440

On the barren land, wind and sand rolling, Chu Xingyun's figure, suddenly appeared there.

At this time, Chu Xingyun's body seems virtual but not real, just like an invisible ghost, which makes people feel very unreal, but his breath has no change, but a sense of vitality.

"This is Will fantasy Chu Xingyun frowned and quickly recognized the situation.

The so-called will illusion is a rare method of cultivation.

Some powerful Emperor Wu, in order to cultivate his younger brother, will use the supreme secret method to forcibly deprive him of a trace of will, and seal this will in a dreamland.

Once they enter the dreamland of will, the people inside will be able to clearly perceive the will of the powerful Emperor Wu, so as to deepen their self-cultivation feelings and step into a higher realm of cultivation.

In addition, because it is in an illusion, all things are illusory. Even life and death are illusory, and everything can be imagined.

"This vision of will, sealed in ancient books, is mostly from painters." Chu Xingyun took a look around him, stepped out and flew towards the front.

At this moment, the whole world was shaking wildly.

In front of him, there appeared a vague figure, standing in the void, with armor and Epee in hand. His eyes showed a deep red color, staring at this side deeply.

"This man..."

Chu Xingyun's heart trembled, just vomited a sound, the fuzzy figure suddenly moved, his right arm was raised high, the black light was like an abyss, and he suddenly chopped down toward the front.

Boom!

This simple sword is incomparable.

At the moment of Epee's release, it seems that there is a ripple of space. At the edge of the sword, there is a dark whirlpool, which turns into a gorgeous arc. It cuts down the mountains in front of them and swallows them into nothingness.

Chu Xingyun, standing in the mountains.

He opened his eyes and gazed at the sword. Finally, he was swallowed up by the blade and had no power to fight back.

"No!" Chu Xingyun suddenly murmured, his body shaking wildly.

But when he fixed his eyes on him, he had already returned to the Tibetan Xuan building, and his forehead was covered with sweat, which ran across his cheek and dropped to the ground.

"Lord Luoyun sword, are you ok?" After hearing Chu Xingyun's voice, he immediately rushed to him, but did not dare to approach, so he could only ask.

Chu Xingyun took a look at the old man guarding the building, shook his head slightly, tightened his hand, collected the dark jade beads into the storage ring, and left the building without saying a word.

Behind him, the elder of the garrison was more puzzled, but he didn't say anything more. He bent down to send Chu Xingyun away.

It's late at night to return to the main peak of the sword.

Chu Xingyun did not disturb anyone, directly into the inner space.

He took out the black jade again, and once again, he entered the realm of will.

Buzz!

The familiar desolate scenery reappears in front of Chu Xingyun.

He did not move, so he stood still and waited.

A moment later, the fuzzy figure appeared, still standing in the sky, showing the air of tyranny and unruly.

Whoa!

The Epee swings down, and the world changes again.

Chu Xingyun was still standing in the same place. He raised his head and gazed at the whirlpool blade. The breath became more and more clear in his eyes, gradually converged into a vortex, and suddenly fell in front of him.

With the booming voice, Chu Xingyun's consciousness is still broken by heartlessness. When he opens his eyes, he has left the fantasy of will.

"The sword's edge becomes a whirlpool, with potential, it destroys thousands of mountains!" Chu Xingyun uttered a sound. He jumped straight into the blood pool, closed his eyes and kept thinking about the sword.

When he recovered completely, he picked up the black jade beads again and entered the fantasy of will again.

Time is still passing.

Outside three days, reincarnation stone, has passed 15 days.

Chu Xingyun is still immersed in the fantasy of will.

At the moment, he had been able to see the dark whirlpool thoroughly. However, when he saw through it completely, he had a bright light in his mind, which suddenly became bright.

"This is not potential, but artistic conception. With Epee as the medium, infinite artistic conception is released. These dark whirlpools don't exist. They are also artistic conception, invisible and empty." At last, his eyes and his mouth were black.

Suddenly, the dreamland creeps and condenses into a black hole Epee, which appears in the hands of Chu Xingyun.

However, he was suspended in the mountains, his eyes were fixed on the front, and his momentum was climbing wildly. The Epee had no front, and it breathed out infinite black light and condensed into endless whirlpools.

"Chop!"

A word sounds cold.

Chu Xingyun's arm sank, and the black Epee came out in fury. The blade seemed to have a strong wind and condensed into a whirlpool of terror. It landed in the mountains, making thousands of mountains explode wildly.However, Chu Xingyun's action did not stop at this point.

He grasped this feeling and kept adjusting his breath. The black hole Epee held it high again. His breath changed and became more domineering, profound, and capable of swallowing the world.

"Chop!"

Another word.

On the black hole Epee, there are thousands of whirlpools, which turn into black light and attach themselves to the blade. The sword breaks through the mountains and smashes them completely. Even the gravel is annihilated and turned into nothingness without a trace.

Until now, Chu Xingyun was satisfied with the sword. He said in his heart: "the sword in the vision of will is powerful and can break through thousands of mountains. My sword will swallow up the world and surpass the heaven and earth. It will not only destroy the mountains, but also destroy the mountains without leaving a stone or dust."

"In this case, I will name it - Dieshan!"

A sword, majestic, perished the high mountain, named as the mount, just as.

Chu Xingyun conscientiously realized the feeling just now, his mind moved slightly, and he took the initiative to leave the dreamland of will.

At the same time, the black jade beads in his hands were broken, turned into thousands of black lights, and scattered in all directions. In the blink of an eye, they were completely dissipated, and there was no longer any trace of them.

The fantasy of will was supported by a wisp of will. Now, Chu Xingyun has understood this wisp of will, and on this basis, he created the style of perishing mountain.

This will should be dissipated in nothing.

"I thought that I had gained a lot by refining nine jiuxuan Poyang pills, but I didn't expect that the greater harvest was still ahead of me. Not only did I know the origin of the Vientiane arm armor, but I also created the Weishan style by chance."

"This time, the sword meeting is really satisfying!"

Chu Xingyun laughed, stood up, left the inner space of samsara stone and strode out.

Today is the day when the outer gate is called. He should also be ready to go to the outer gate again.

"Luo Yun, you finally come out!"

In the moment out of the cultivation chamber, the voice of Xia Qingcheng was ringing beside Chu Xingyun's ear.

He fixed his eyes on it, and saw the coming of xiaqingcheng. His pretty face was full of anxiety.

"What's the matter?" Chu Xingyun felt uncomfortable and immediately asked.

Xia Qingcheng took a breath and said anxiously: "at noon, a group of elders and deacons of the outer gate came uninvited and went straight to the main peak of the sword. They said they wanted to talk with you about the real power of the outer gate."

"At the moment, they are besieged outside the courtyard, one by one, I'm afraid It's not nice of you

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