Chapter 146

The meaning of death sword is not clear in front of him. Luoxiu follows the feeling of the martial sense and steps forward.

With more and more progress, the power of the military will of death will become clearer and stronger. The invisible force of military will makes people feel that their body and soul are on the verge of death.

At the same time, he appeared in his mind the second diagram of the origin of life and death, and understood the mystery of the life and death wheel of the heaven, especially the mystery of the power of death.

Unconsciously, rochew was immersed in this selfless situation.

Long Ming used to be a strong man comparable to the ninth order Emperor Wu. Although he fell to the innate realm because of using the secret method of taking life against heaven, his realm is still there. Under the shadow of this sense of death knife, he will not be affected.

"This boy has been immersed in the realm of self forgetting and epiphany, and has no guard against the outside world. Do you want to take the opportunity to kill him?"

Long Ming's eyes turned, and he was almost coerced by Luo Xiu in the secret realm of ten thousand demons, which made him feel a little worried.

However, when he thought of the seal of divine consciousness, long Ming hesitated. Once Luo Xiu died, the seal of divine consciousness would burst out. With its present fragile consciousness sea, he was afraid that it would collapse and die.

"Lord long, I've been dying all my life, and I've survived the second one. If I die like this, I'll really pay a lot." Long Ming's heart hesitated.

At this time, long Ming sensed a wisp of subtle fluctuations. The shadowless dragon was born with the power to master space and was very keen to perceive nature.

It saw a shadowy and indistinct ghost flying over. It sensed the Yang of the living man in Luoxiu, and rushed at it in a moment.

"Can I help you?" Long Ming's eyes flicker. Although it is only congenital, it is easy to stop a soul of refining level.

However, this idea was quickly denied by Long Ming, and said in secret: "it's best to let this ghost destroy this boy's epiphany. If he is seriously injured as a result, I will have more time to improve my strength, and then I will be able to turn away from the control of his divine sense brand."

Thinking about this, long Ming sneered at him. His body disappeared in the space, and he ignored the ghost who rushed to Luoxiu.

Epiphany is a dream for any martial arts practitioner.

Once you enter the state of Epiphany, the mind of the whole person will enter the state of emptiness and clearness, and it will be easier to understand the mysteries of martial arts, and the strength will advance by leaps and bounds.

Luo Xiu was immersed in the state of Epiphany at the moment. In his sea of knowledge, the meaning of death knife turned into a black sword, and his own idea turned into a sword. The sword collided with each other constantly to understand the essence and mystery of the meaning of death sword.

Suddenly, he realized that his body instinctively made a move and raised his hand to point it out.

It seems like an ordinary finger, but it contains the breath of death. It makes people feel as if they are facing a death crisis and can not resist it. If they resist, there will be no place to die.

"Is this the power of death?" All kinds of feelings became more and more clear in Luoxiu's mind.

Under the military will of death, people will have the illusion of facing death. The feeling from the depths of the soul is irresistible. There is no doubt that we will die. In our hearts, we will have timidity, fear and fear. Even half of our strength is hard to play out.

However, Luoxiu didn't know that what he pointed out was exactly the direction of the ghost towards him.

The breath of death spread, the shadowy human face showed boundless panic, the illusory body instantly collapsed and disappeared.

"NIMA, is that ok?" Long Ming was stunned, "this boy is too evil, so quickly understand the mystery of the martial arts of death?"

At this moment, rochew opened his eyes and saw the collapse and disappearance of the ghost.

He reaches out and grabs it. The dark flame rises between his palms and fingers, and he grabs at Long Ming, who is integrated with space on his shoulder.

Seeing the scene, long Ming was shocked. His first reaction was to move away. However, he suddenly felt a pain in recognizing the sea, and his connection with the force of space was cut off in an instant.

"Asshole! Damned hallmark

Long Ming roared in his heart, knowing that it was Luoxiu who caused his soul to feel pain.

At the moment when it was disconnected from the force of space, its silver white body appeared and was pinched by Luoxiu.

It's burning under the roaring flame.

After a moment, long Ming's voice became weaker and weaker, like a dead Silver Snake, which Luo Xiu carried in his hand.

Luo Xiu's face was expressionless, and his eyes were coldly staring at the shadowless dragon in his hand, revealing a fierce killing opportunity.

"I know it's wrong. Don't burn it any more, or you'll die!" Long Ming weak cry out, in the dark under the burning of the dead flame, the pain of death.

"Do you know you nearly killed me just now?" Luo Xiumian sneered, and did not take back the ghost flame between his hands and fingers.

"I will never dare to..." Long Ming repeatedly begged for mercy."Next time, I'll directly trigger the brand of divinity and drive you out of your wits!" With a cold warning, Luo Xiu immediately threw long ming to the ground.

Long Ming is paralyzed on the ground, and he scolds himself why he provokes this evil star. If he hadn't sneaked into taixuanmen to steal Xuanji stone 50000 years ago, he would not have been suppressed in the underground palace of Wanyao secret place, and Shouyuan almost died in it.

"Power is stronger than man. Master long is now swimming in shallow water. Let's bear with this evil spirit for the time being."

"Mr. long, I can bend and stretch. I'll let you have the prestige first. Sooner or later, I'll have my turn over day."

Long Ming's heart was full of resentment, but he did not dare to show it.

Luo Xiu also knew that long Ming was a strong man in ancient times. He was willing to be planted with the brand of divine consciousness because of the original coercion. In fact, he always had a bone in his back. Whenever he had a chance, he wanted to eat himself back and get rid of control.

However, Luoxiu believed that as long as he was given enough time, he would sooner or later wipe out his pride belonging to the ancient dragon people. As for the cultivation beyond his control, he would not allow such things to happen.

"Don't lie on the ground pretending to be dead. This is the first and last time, understand?" Said Roche coldly.

Long Ming quickly nods, after this lesson, it also clearly knows that this evil star is not easy to provoke, and his life can only go on.

After understanding the martial intention of death, the breath of death spread here could not hinder Luoxiu.

The meaning of this death knife has gone through at least 50000 years, and it can still be preserved today. It can be seen that its master must be a great martial arts master.

After passing through the area where death and martial arts were filled with, a strong stream of Yin Qi rushed towards him, and the Yin Qi was extremely pure, which made him feel that his cultivation had a faint sign of breakthrough.

"You protect my Dharma."

Luo Xiu said something to Long Ming. Then he sat cross legged and began to absorb and refine the pure Yin Qi of this place.

Refining this pure Yin Qi, the effect of cultivation is quite different from that of heaven and earth.

Luo Xiu's cultivation began to improve continuously. Before long, a stronger breath spread from his body, and his cultivation broke through to the six levels of refining spirit.

"Damn it, the evil bastard broke through again..." Feeling Luo Xiu's more powerful fluctuation of Zhenyuan, long Ming suddenly howls in his heart.

The higher the cultivation of Luoxiu is, the more he wants to surpass the other party and get rid of the mark of divine consciousness, the more arduous and far-reaching he will go.

With the improvement of cultivation, because he mastered the second kind of martial arts, under the combination of death and sword killing, Luoxiu's divine sense was also improved, reaching the level of nine levels of refining God.

All this did not stop. Luoxiu continued to absorb pure Yin Qi, and his cultivation was still in promotion.

In the sea of his thoughts, Luo Xiu was also practicing the "Ning Hun Xuan Gong". All kinds of divine consciousness condensed into sword shape, just like a series of illusory sword shadows, shuttling back and forth around the beads of life and death.

After a long time, Luoxiu raised his hair and let out a long cry. Suddenly he opened his eyes and stood up.

A strong breath spreads from the body, and the breath of death and fierce killing are full of the surrounding space, making the shadowless dragon Long Ming whose body shape and space are integrated are forced to appear.

"Asshole, asshole, asshole!..." Long Ming was frightened and angry. The stronger Luo Xiu was, the more unhappy he was.

Luo Xiu's indifferent glance glanced at Long Ming. The ancient shadowless dragon was honest after a lesson. He didn't make some small moves while he was practicing.

Looking around, Luoxiu's divine sense sensed that the empty space he was in was full of the martial spirit of death. Only the narrow area where he was not affected, and there was pure Yin Qi.

This pure Yin Qi seems to be blocked by the military will of death, which is what condenses here.

Luo xiuslightly thought about it and understood that the open space he was in should be the place where the master of the martial arts of death had practiced.

Pure Yin Qi was fully absorbed by him, and his cultivation promoted a small realm, which made Luo Xiu feel like he was still in the end.

Suddenly, Luoxiu's eyes were fixed more than ten meters away. A dead bone sat on his knees. Beside the dead bone, there was a ghost floating in the air.

But different from other ghosts, this one does not rush at him, but rather floats in place, sometimes raising an illusory and fuzzy arm and waving a few times.

Luoxiu noticed the movement of the ghost, and his pupils shrank slightly, because the trace of the ghost's arm waving had a trace of the mysterious meaning of death.

All of a sudden, the ghost seemed to have a sense, a pair of godless eyes, looking at Luoxiu.

This ghost is so different that it seems to have self-consciousness.

Generally, the ghost who can give birth to self-consciousness should at least reach the level of ghost king, which is equivalent to the realm of Wu Jun in martial arts cultivation.

However, the spirit that Luo Xiu saw was only seven levels of refining spirit, which was far from the realm of ghost king."Who are you?" A wave of divine consciousness was introduced into roshu's perception.

Luoxiu gazed at the strange ghost and said, "I am Luoxiu, who are you?"

"Who am I?" The ghost's face was puzzled and his eyes were dull. It seemed that he was seriously thinking about who he was.

Luo Xiu looked at Long Ming and asked, "when I was practicing just now, this ghost has always been there?"

"Yes, this ghost should have a strong obsession before he died, so even if he became a ghost in a very dark place after death, the obsession still survived."

Long Ming said, "in ancient times, there was a legend that the obsession of some powerful martial arts practitioners could transcend reincarnation and never disappear after reincarnation for a hundred times."

"Obsession?" Luo Xiu moved in his heart and thought of the spirit of reincarnation. He said that his special feeling in the face of Yan Xiruo was a kind of obsession.

His eyes look at the ghost who is still thinking about who he is, and what is his obsession?

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