Chapter 53 Broken Tribulation
Surname: I am not dead, are you disappointed or happy)
One thousand meters!
Nine hundred meters!
Eight hundred meters!
When Chen Zong fell two thousand meters from the ground, Gui Senjiesi made a fatal blow, but Chen Zong narrowly avoided it with his strong will.
The Chen Xiu cup inspired the form of the angry Shura, Gui Senjieluo recovered all his strength from the injury, and shot again.
Chen Xiu, who was angered by Shura, used one against two to hold back the two amazing ghost kings, Gui Senjiesi and Gui Senjieluo, so that they could not kill Chen Zong, but he was also delayed, unable to hold Chen Zong back. Zong.
Everything is too fast.
But in less than ten breaths of time, such a change, so exciting that everyone almost fainted.
Seven hundred meters!
Six hundred meters!
Five hundred meters!
Chen Zong tried his best to open his eyes, and he could see the astonishingly hard rock directly below, which seemed to be shining with a layer of metallic luster.
Will I die?
Chen Zong couldn't help asking himself.
A picture seemed to flash in my mind.
That small lake was rippling under the moonlight. Every day at dawn, a teenager would get up early and go out, exercising himself with tenacious will.
In that year, the streamer fell from the sky and fell into the young man's mind. From then on, he cut his veins and washed his marrow, reborn as if he was reborn, making up for the lack of blood and blood, and truly opened the road of cultivation, and his swordsmanship improved.
On that side of the land, the footprints of the young man were left behind, gradually drifting away, from the preface to the city, from the small town to the big city, step by step, alone, but extremely firm.
That long sword, with its light as clear as water, amazed the world, leaving behind countless wonders and legends.
The pictures are unfolded like a picture scroll, and the faces, joys, sorrows, sorrows, and joys flash in front of my eyes. They are relatives, friends, and enemies.
Is this a flashback?
Rumor has it that people who are about to die will recall all kinds of past events before they die.
Are you going to die?
Do not!
Can't die!
Absolutely not to die!
I have to go back to see my relatives and those former friends.
For myself, I have to enter the void of the universe, truly feel the magnificence of the void of the universe, challenge more geniuses, and ascend to a higher level.
Absolutely can't just die.
Suddenly, an even stronger will to survive burst out from the deepest part of his body.
That is a force that belongs to the heart.
It is truly the power that belongs to the deepest part of the soul.
It is neither the mind nor the will, but a mysterious and mysterious desire in the deepest part of the heart.
live!
In any case, we must survive, not only to survive, but also to master more powerful power.
Go back to Donglu in the Canglan world, take a look at my father, my younger sister, my clan sister, the place where I have worked hard, and the people who have helped me.
Afterwards, it is necessary to enter the void of the universe and experience a wider world and more powerful opponents.
The premise is to live and live better.
bang bang bang!
As this extremely strong desire grew from the deepest part of his heart, the heart that had gradually become weak seemed to be injected with a new force, and the heartbeat became strong again.
Every time it beats, Chen Zong's body is injected with new strength, and the vitality seems to be growing and spreading in the body little by little.
That trace of luck from the Eternal Battle Fort shimmers slightly, and the clear light of luck in this world is also flickering for an instant, as if the waves of water are rippling, becoming clearer and deeper.
Immediately, traces of invisible and colorless power gathered from all directions, it seemed to be vitality, but it didn't seem to be, and it was continuously poured into Chen Zong's body.
With the infusion of this invisible force, Chen Zong felt that the vitality in his body was getting stronger and stronger, and his body injuries were gradually recovering. His arms, which were broken and almost shattered, were also covered by a cool breath, and quickly recovered. recover.
recover!
The body is recovering to life at an astonishing speed.
This force is the power of this world.
Under the astonishing will to survive, it seems that some kind of mystery has been inspired, and it has also attracted the power of this world to continuously inject into Chen Zong's body.
How mysterious and unfathomable the power of the world is, even the strongest in the Great Sacred Realm cannot directly induce it.
But Chen Zong did it.
Under the astonishing will to survive, under the extremely strong desire from the deepest part of the heart, and with the help of the luck of the Eternal Battle Fort and the power of luck in this world, finally attracted this side The power of the world was injected into his body, quickly recovering from his injuries.
Chen Zong was surprised to find that not only the injuries on his body were recovering, but also the cracks on his soul were quickly healed with the injection of the power of the world. in smoothing.
heal!
The wounds of body and soul are healing.
In an instant, Chen Zong's body paused slightly, and he was still standing in the air with a hundred meters away from the ground.
Ting!
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
In just less than ten breaths, Chen Zong's injuries on his body healed, and 50% of his soul injuries also healed. At this rate, as long as it takes about ten breaths, his soul injuries can also heal.
As the wounds of the soul were recovering, the cracks on the edge of the sea of gods also disappeared.
Although the mind and sword were shattered, the recovery of body injuries, especially the recovery of soul injuries and Shenhai's injuries, was considered a blessing among misfortunes.
Losing the mind of the heart and sword, he still has the mind of yin and yang and the fusion of wind, fire and thunder, and still has the potential to be extraordinary.
Although his strength will decline in a short period of time, if he continues to practice, he will definitely recover, or even surpass. Chen Zong is confident about this.
However, it is still a pity.
Sword intent!
After all, I am a swordsman, and there is a big difference between whether I have sword intent or not.
It was a pity that with the help of the secret method of sharpening the edge of the Three Tribulations, the heart and sword will was raised from the middle level to the top level, and it was continuously sharpened to a hundred percent perfect. It was so broken and disappeared.
Suddenly, Chen Zong's heart seemed to be beating uncontrollably, an indescribable understanding suddenly sprouted from the deepest part of his heart, like a seed sprouting, it quickly broke through the ground and grew up.
The beating speed of the heart is beyond the usual limit, as if it is about to jump out of the chest, as if the sound of the violent heartbeat is echoing between the sky and the earth.
"Three calamities sharpen the front, and forge a 100% perfect top-level heart sword, what if there is a fourth calamity?"
A whim, this is a whim, but so sudden, so heartbreaking.
"There is no fourth kalpa, so I will create this fourth kalpa."
"This fourth calamity should be a broken calamity. If you don't break it, you can't stand it, and if you break it, you can stand it!"
"Peak Taoism, broken and then erected, should be supreme!"
Consciousness became clearer and more cohesive, as if divinely assisted.
"The intention of the sword is closely related to my original intention. This is the intention of the sword. If I have a sword in my heart, I will have a sword."
"My heart is like a sword, and my will is like a sword. As long as I have a sword in my heart, the sword's heart will not be broken, and the sword will be there, and it will not be broken or destroyed."
Chen Zong's eyes blazed like a thousand zhangs of brilliance, as if condensed with the ultimate sword light, which could penetrate the sun, moon, heaven and earth.
Boom!
In the sky, there seemed to be divine thunder striking across the sky, and the mighty momentum filled all directions, and the roaring sound shook the sky and the earth. The sound, deafening, seemed to contain some kind of supreme reason.
A trace of dao rhyme, if there is nothing, permeates it, and then floats, as if the voice from the distant universe or the depths of nothingness sounds, ethereal, like a god chanting scriptures, interpreting the infinite mysteries of the avenue of heaven and earth, like The sound of the ancient road resounded through the sky and the earth, filling the eight directions and the four poles.
The voice was faintly present, sometimes high-pitched and sometimes low-pitched, with a unique rhythm, as if it was constantly coming from the outside world, and seemed to permeate from the deepest part of everyone's heart.
Immediately afterwards, in the sky above, a gigantic rift seemed to be torn apart soundlessly. It was ten thousand meters long and wide, but it was not black, but filled with nine-colored luster, rippling like the waves of a lake, with an extreme depth. and mystery.
For a moment, everyone stopped fighting and looked up at the 10,000-meter lake in the sky that looked like nine colors.
It seems that there are endless mysteries in it.
At the same time, everyone was full of doubts in their hearts, and they didn't know what it was.
Immediately afterwards, a little bit of light, as light as a goose feather, continued to fall from the nine-colored lake, fluttering, and it was a nine-colored flower.
The nine-colored flowers seem to have no weight, but they exude an indescribable fragrance. The fragrance seems to be very strong, almost intoxicating, but when you smell it seriously, it is difficult to smell, and it seems to become Very light.
Chen Zong looked up at the nine-colored ceiling, his heart was peaceful, and only a force emerged from the deepest part of his heart.
Immediately, the nine-colored ceiling fell, as if being drawn by an inexplicable force, and drifted towards Chen Zong one after another. From the top of his head, it sank into Chen Zong's head and went straight into the sea of gods.
bloom!
In Chen Zong's divine sea, nine-colored small flowers bloomed one after another, releasing dazzling and gorgeous nine-colored brilliance, shining in all directions. As the nine-colored small flowers continued to fall, they became more and more intense until they completely filled the entire divine sea. .
Incomparable power surged in the sea of gods, and unspeakable mysteries echoed endlessly in the sea of gods.
The soul that was still damaged by 30% was restored in an instant, completely healed, and it seemed that it was even stronger.
The sound of the ancient way of heaven continuously spread into Chen Zong's sea of spirits, as if an ancient god was chanting and praying, which greatly touched Chen Zong, and his inner enlightenment was also strengthened by more than ten times in an instant, with infinite mysteries Appeared, the stronger the heart, the illusory sword shadow quietly condensed in the rippling divine sea filled with nine-colored brilliance.
Heart Sword Daoyi!
No, it's not as simple as before.
Although it has only just been condensed, and its power alone is not as powerful as the original Xinjian Daoyi, an indescribable power is deeply buried in it, dormant.
Just like a real dragon temporarily dormant in the abyss, ready to soar into the sky.
As the sword shadow condensed, Chen Zong felt that his heart seemed to be becoming more and more tenacious, and there was a faint sharpness that grew unexpectedly.
Cohesion!
The illusory sword shadow continued to condense at an astonishing speed, and the nine-color brilliance in the sea of gods was continuously absorbed, becoming the nutrient for the sword shadow to grow stronger and condense.
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