Xiang Nan tried to control the last ten martial saint beetles. According to Orochi's calculation, this was just the limit of his control.
But the ten martial saint beetles didn't get up, just as Xiang Nan and Big Snake had speculated when they were in Dragon Valley, these beetles were not in a dead state.
It is necessary to use the newly practiced "Blade of the Dead" to truly "kill" the beasts in this eternal mystery, and then to truly control them.
"Maybe you didn't even realize it yourself, but the Blade of the Dead actually has another ability." Orochi lowered his voice and said very fearfully.
Xiang Nan hurriedly asked: "What ability? Why don't I know."
Big Snake said: "Maybe that's not the ability of Dead Man's Blade, but just one of its attributes. This attribute is the death attribute."
"In other words, after you use this knife to cut off a person's arm, his wound will be dead forever, and he will never be able to put his arm back again."
"My God!" Xiang Nan gasped in fright: "Eternal injury?"
Big Snake nodded and said: "That's what it means. People who have been hurt by this knife cannot recover. When a wound is cut, it can only slowly heal into a scar and cannot be healed."
"If you cut off the flesh and blood on your body, the wound will only slowly heal into a scar at best, and the cut off part can never be repaired."
"So, any wound cut by this knife will cause a long-term bleeding effect."
Xiang Nan looked at the Blade of the Dead in shock, this attribute is too heaven-defying!
The strong recovery ability of warriors can allow them to heal their wounds quickly in battle, but now with this dead man's blade, it is very different!
With a single strike, the enemy will bleed non-stop, and even the gas can't be sealed!
"My God... I didn't even feel it. How did you... Could it be..." Xiang Nan suddenly looked up at the big snake.
Big Snake smiled wryly and said, "Yes, I can feel it because I feel that this knife can hurt me."
"If you cut me with it, I won't die, but every time you cut me down, my realm will decrease. When you cut me to the first level of body tempering, give me another cut, I still won't die, but I will become infinite. .”
"No longer exists."
Xiang Nan hastily pulled the Dead Man's Blade back a little, as if he was afraid of accidentally rubbing against the big snake.
This... this knife is against the sky!
It should be the natural enemy of all eternal creatures.
"By the way, Haotian Mirror." Xiang Nan hurriedly turned his head and found that the avatar was still wandering in the white tiger formation.
His realm has improved, and within three days and three nights, he can condense the sword glow to the seventh level of martial arts.
At the same time, the Mingyue Haotian mirror was trained by Xiang Nan with his own luck. If he uses it himself, after his realm improves, the power stored in the Mingyue Haotian mirror will also increase accordingly.
Xiang Nan hastily released the Bright Moon Haotian Mirror, and pointed it at the sword light that had reached the fifth level of martial arts.
"How is it?" Big Snake asked: "Has it reached the critical point of carrying capacity? Can you put in a sword glow of the seventh level of the Martial Saint?"
Xiang Nan was mixed, and said: "The Haotian mirror's bearing capacity has increased, but it is not enough to fit into the seventh-level sword light of a martial saint. My feeling now is that it is already enough to fit into the fifth-level sword light of a martial saint." It was very exhausting."
Big Snake said: "That's right, you just improved your realm, but your luck hasn't been further strengthened, so hurry up and put it in, and if you strengthen the sword glow, Haotian Mirror won't be able to bear it."
Xiang Nan made the avatar stop decisively, and put the sword light of the fifth level martial saint into the mirror.
As soon as the sword light entered, the mirror buzzed and vibrated, which was the reaction of reaching the limit.
Xiang Nan directly took part of the power from the blade light from the mirror and threw it into the sky.
The mirror finally stopped shaking.
In fact, the strength of the sword light at this time is about the early stage of the fifth level of martial arts, and when it was not taken away by Xiang Nan just now, it was in the early and middle stage.
"Well, this is the limit, but it's enough." Xiang Nan nodded in satisfaction.
Then, he released Meng Dao again, absorbed the seventh martial saint beetle, and then flew towards the small secret realm.
The abnormal spatial fluctuations became more and more intense.
Big Snake said: "Ordinary martial saint beasts are already very powerful, but silver-blooded beasts are even more powerful."
"Boy Xiang Nan, after entering the small secret realm, you only have one chance to make a move. If you can really kill a silver-blooded beast with one blow, you can control him to fight for you."
"If you fail, I'm afraid you will be completely finished."
"Well, I know it well." Xiang Nan's expression became serious.
With the seventh level of Shenwu, the first level of martial arts, and the second level of silver-blooded beasts, the winning rate is zero.
Totally zero! There is no room for maneuver.
His only chance is the sword light of the fifth level of Wusheng.
Life and death depend on this knife.
A day later, Xiang Nan finally reached the edge of the small secret realm.
That small secret realm is indeed an independent space.
What Xiang Nan saw was a spherical mirror-like thing floating in the jungle of the Eternal Secret Realm.
The forest, trees, and other things around the mirror seemed to be eaten by the mirror, and the cross-sections of trees, mountains and rocks could be seen clearly.
Xiang Nan went to touch it. The cross-section of the tree was separated by the spherical "mirror", but he couldn't touch the cross-section of the tree.
Because when he stretched out his hand, the front half of his palm also entered the "spherical mirror".
In this way, his palm also became a kind of appearance, as if it was neatly cut open with a knife, and he could see the bones, muscle tissue, and blood vessels in the section of his palm.
But what was strange was that the blood vessel was obviously broken, but no blood spilled out.
"That's right here." Xiang Nan nodded and retracted his hand.
Sure enough, the palm was still intact.
The dream path has been refreshed, Xiang Nan looked at the pocket behind him, now he can absorb another Wusheng beetle.
Absorb this one, that is the third one absorbed by the seventh level of Shenwu, and two more can be promoted to the eighth level of Shenwu.
"It's better not to take risks." Big Snake said: "Let's save the ability of Mengdao first, and it can be used in emergencies in the small secret realm."
"Well, I thought so too." Xiang Nan put his pockets back on his back, and stepped into the huge spherical mirror.
The diameter of this mirror is very scary, Xiang Nan can only see the slight curvature of the mirror surface, and the range it covers is at least a hundred thousand miles up.
In other words, the diameter of the space inside the Small Secret Realm is at least one hundred thousand miles, maybe more.
When Xiang Nan stepped in, he knew he was wrong.
The small secret realm, shown in the big secret realm, has a diameter of about 100,000 miles, which is exactly the limit of Xiang Nan's perception distance.
But the interior space is far more than that.
Big snake said: "Look, the material forms in this small secret realm are very different."
Xiang Nan frowned, and casually picked a leaf from his side.
On the leaves, there are unexpectedly rune-like lines, but these lines are silver.
Xiang Nan tried to crush the leaves, and he succeeded, but found that the leaves were much stronger than the leaves outside.
The weirdest scene also happened.
The powder of the crushed leaf was falling to the ground, but suddenly flew back to the branch, and the powder of the leaf condensed into a complete leaf again. "Can't be destroyed?" Xiang Nan was taken aback.