There was nothing there, but with Ming Luo's amazing intuition, he felt that there was something there.
The reason why Ming Luo waited until Xin Lie entered before focusing on the banyan tree was because the king ordered Xin Lie to be imprisoned in Xia Ling.
The heavens and the earth are not as big as King Xia. Ming Luo may not need his own life, but he must complete what King Xia ordered.
Everyone said that he was King Xia's most loyal dog. Ming Luo never refuted it, and he thought so himself.
A truly strong person will never surrender to anyone. They will only believe in themselves and think that they will not be defeated by anything, but this does not seem to apply to Ming Luo.
He is a truly strong man and a loyal dog who completely surrenders to King Xia.
Ming Luo was a straightforward person. He felt that there was a problem there, so he would not be suspicious, so he pulled out the knife, the knife infected with demonic nature.
Since Shura's demonic nature was born in the blood sea and he conquered the world, he finally developed it. This sword has become indestructible to everything.
When the sword has a demonic nature, it will control the owner or turn the owner into a sword slave.
The blood-transforming magic sword of the past was like this, and now the magic sword that has gained the true meaning of the blood-transforming magic sword should be like this. However, Ming Luo was not enslaved by the demon in the sword, because he only had one master, and that was King Xia. Together with this sword, they are all servants of King Xia.
Shen Lian was under the banyan tree and clearly felt the demonic nature of Ming Luo's knife. In the early morning, he only had a quick glance at it, but he did not understand Ming Luo's knife as deeply as he does now.
From Ming Luo's sword, he felt the true meaning of the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword. It was a magic sword that absorbed the essence of all things for its own use.
Ming Luo's sword was not only a thousand times more powerful than the blood-transforming magic sword that Shen Lian had seen before, but more importantly, it was truly demonic.
However, Shen Lian is far from the original Shen Lian. Even if the magic sword has a demonic nature, it will only be in the realm of an earthly immortal or an arhat, and Shen Lian has already surpassed this level.
Even through the ages, the number of cultivators on the sand of the Ganges River is difficult to measure. Those who can truly practice to Shen Lian's current state can be counted. Therefore, Shen Lian can clearly see Ming Luo's magic sword, but Ming Luo only has some subtle feelings, and there is no trace of it at all. Shen Lian was nowhere to be seen.
Not to mention that it was blocked by the banyan tree. If Shen Lian was willing to imitate Yanxu's heavenly magic with all his strength, even if he walked in front of Ming Luo, Ming Luo would not be able to see him.
This is the realm of formlessness, where form is emptiness and emptiness is form. Shen Lian steps into the path of form and emptiness, which is the realm of gods and bodhisattvas.
Ming Luo took out his sword. Unlike the sword technique that had been honed over thousands of times in the morning, its destructive power was shocking. This sword was like a sudden spring breeze, ruffling a pool of clear water.
The space in the Nether World is extremely stable. If it is the world where Qingxuan Dao Sect lives, the space is like window paper, then the Nether World is like a copper wall, which is extremely difficult to shake.
However, Ming Luo's weak sword made the space ripple like a pool of clear water.
This knife is also extremely graceful and as natural as the wind blowing over it.
The wind starts from the bottom, but once it takes shape, it can create a hurricane and destroy everything.
When the magic knife arrived under the banyan tree, a strange change occurred. In an instant, the breeze turned into a violent storm. This banyan tree, which had lived for thousands of years, was about to face disaster.
But when Ming Luo's sword created a violent storm, a mysterious force covered the space of several miles around like a tide. The knife that was moving forward suddenly began to retreat, as if time went back. Ming Luo followed the action of the sword just now, and destroyed the demon. The knife was put back.
Only his mind experienced everything just now and knew that he had indeed pulled out the knife, but everything that happened was reset by a spiritual power that reversed the truth and falsehood.
A young man in white clothes whose face could not be seen clearly walked over from the bridge. Not only did he walk over, but the whole world behind him pressed over him. A misty mist grew in the space and soon immersed Ming Luo.
He is by no means a person who can be fascinated by illusions, but this time the illusion world constructed by the power of the mind contains not only the visitors, but also his.
As the saying goes, if the wine is not drunk, everyone will get drunk.
"Heaven." Ming Luo squinted his eyes, as if trying to penetrate the mist and see clearly the person hiding inside.
The sound of running water under the bridge is endless, but the current scene seems to have remained unchanged. The sergeant behind Ming Luo is like a person in a painting, losing any vitality and agility.
The only ones who can transcend this world are Shen Lian and Ming Luo.
So Ming Luo can still speak, but he can only speak.
But Ming Luo remained calm in the face of such a thing, and the magic knife he held was also very calm.
This is a strong man who has experienced life and death and is not afraid of the horrors between life and death.
When a person is not afraid of life and death, it will be difficult for him to be frightened by anything in the world.
"Your sword is very special. I have seen similar swords before, but they are far less powerful than yours." Shen Lian said leisurely. The Blood-Transforming Magic Sword was decades ago to him, but he Deeply impressed by it.
It's not only because of Yanxu, but also because of the evil nature of practicing the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword.
"I understand, you have seen someone practicing the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword." Ming Luo said in a deep voice.
"Yes, I want to know where you made your sword." Shen Lian asked softly with his hands behind his back.
Ming Luo said word by word: "Asura Sea of Blood."
His eyes glowed with swords, and he thrust forward, as if to crush the fog that shrouded Shen Lian's body, but in the end it was in vain.
The fog around Shen Lian was lighter than Chunmeng, but it was unshakable. That unshakability gave Ming Luo the feeling that he couldn't stop the sun from rising in the east and setting in the west.
Shen Lian nodded, and suddenly his white clothes turned into blood, as if he was carrying an endless mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. A monstrous killing aura emanated, which not only crushed Ming Luo's sword light, but also made him move backwards. After taking a few steps back, he stood firm.
"Abi, Yuantu, you are from the Shura clan." Ming Luo was extremely shocked. He finally confirmed Shen Lian's origin. He wanted to return to the Xia Palace immediately and report everything he saw to King Xia.
The Shura Blood Sea is the most mysterious place in the Netherworld. Its birth can even be compared with the ancestors of the Xia Clan and can be traced back to the creation of the universe.
At that time, there was not even a nether world, let alone the six realms of reincarnation.
The Shura clan was born from the Shura Sea of Blood. After countless years, it was not extinct after all.
It's just that before Ksitigarbha left the Netherworld, he entered the depths of the Asura Blood Sea and killed all the great Asuras, leaving the Shura clan almost in ruins. Until now, only one Great Asura has emerged. Shen Lian is definitely not the great Asura, so this incident means that the top power of the Asura clan can compete with Daxia.
This is not a good thing. After all, the Shura Clan, like the Xia Clan, has a lot of powerful bloodline power.
p.s. Thanks to Hulu Sixia for being the 7th leader of this book. It’s a bit late to go home today, so I’ll leave the extra for you tomorrow.