The majestic hall.
Su Qin looked delighted.
"Two years, although it is a bit long, but it is not a waste of time to condense the miniature domain."
Su Qin nodded slightly, thinking in his heart.
If those big masters overseas knew Su Qin's thoughts, their eyes would turn red with jealousy.
For them, even if it is 80 years and 100 years to condense the miniature field, they will be full of ecstasy, and they can't wait to invite overseas myths to celebrate.
As for two years
These big sect masters probably don't even have this idea.
Because this is incredible, what can you do in two years? It will take more than two years to just close a closed door, not to mention condensing the micro-field, even if you sort out your own true energy a little, I am afraid that two years will pass.
"Coagulate."
Su Qin thought about it.
Immediately, an invisible force, with him as the center, spread within a radius of hundreds of feet.
"This range of one hundred feet is my domain, and within this range, any power is under my control."
Su Qin felt the subtleties of the domain carefully, and his face was thoughtful.
There is an essential difference between a domain and the power of heaven and earth.
For example, when two mythical warriors fight, no matter where or when they are fighting, they can control the power of heaven and earth as a means to suppress each other.
After all, the power of heaven and earth comes from heaven and earth, as long as it is a mythical warrior, it can be controlled, at most there is a difference in the scope.
But the field is different.
If a myth warrior is in the realm, even if he is the peak myth of the fifth or sixth heaven, he will be shocked to find that he cannot control the power of heaven and earth at all, as if he has been knocked down from the realm of mythology.
simply put.
Within the domain, Su Qin is the only master. As long as Su Qin is unwilling, no mythical warrior can borrow a trace of power in his domain.
"Not bad."
"It's no wonder that the mythical warriors who condense the domain and the mythical warriors who do not have a cohesive domain are completely on two levels."
Su Qin looked amazed.
Although Su Qin is still the Seventh Heaven,
But under the blessing of the domain, even if he was besieged by dozens of myths of the same level, he was not afraid.
Even if the same-level myths under siege fall into his domain, Su Qin may be in control of life and death.
Of course, there is no Seventh Heaven myth who is so stupid as to break into the field foolishly.
After all, the Su Qin domain has just been established, but within a hundred feet.
For ordinary people, the range of a hundred feet may be very large, but in the eyes of mythical warriors, it is just a matter of thought.
Mythical warriors are not fools, and it is impossible for them to forcefully go up when they know they are invincible.
"Pity."
"It would be nice if the scope of the domain was a little bigger."
A trace of regret appeared on Su Qin's face. The Baizhang Domain, compared with the power of the Baili Heaven and Earth controlled by Su Qin before, is significantly smaller in scope.
However, this idea only flashed in Su Qin's mind.
Compared to a realm that is invulnerable to all laws, the so-called power of heaven and earth is a joke. It is like the difference between ten taels of cotton and one tael of gold.
"It is said that as long as one enters the Land of Immortals, the miniature domain will transform into the Dacheng domain, covering hundreds of miles in an instant."
Su Qin was fascinated leisurely.
The domain he has condensed now, to be precise, is just a miniature domain, and it can even be said to be the prototype of the domain.
But even so, with such great power, it is conceivable how earth-shattering the Dacheng Domain at the level of the land gods and Arhats will be
next.
Su Qin continued to experience the various magical functions of the Fanwei domain, and finally calmed down slowly.
"correct."
"Try to see if the Demon God's Blade obtained by logging in to the Devil's Nest World can break through the domain."
Su Qin thought of it suddenly.
Among all the weapons that Su Qin had seen, the Demon God's Blade was the sharpest, extremely terrifying.
Even Su Qin, if only relying on physical strength, could not stop the demon god's blade from slashing.
Of course, Su Qin couldn't stop him, but the Demon God's Blade couldn't stop Su Qin either.
Because with Su Qin's strength, he would never let the Demon God's Blade touch him.
Besides, Su Qin still has the magical power of rebirth of flesh and blood. Unless the blade of the demon god can completely annihilate Su Qin in an instant, Su Qin is immortal and can recover infinitely.
hum!
A strange long knife shaped like a sickle and bent like a full moon appeared in Su Qin's hand.
In an instant, a deep breath filled the air, making people feel as if they were in an abyss of hell.
"good."
Su Qin held the handle of the knife and waved it casually.
Even though Su Qin didn't use any power, when he swung the Demon God's Blade, he could still feel wisps of extremely sharp sword energy pervading, almost piercing the air.
"field."
With a thought in Su Qin's mind, the misty domain power entangled the Demon God's Blade.
block! !
The Demon God's Blade uttered a sword sound, and Su Qin waved it lightly, and a dark and deep sword light emerged, breaking through the power of the domain, and finally dissipated slowly.
"The Demon God's Blade can break through the domain, but the domain can also wear down the Demon God's Blade."
Su Qin touched his chin and judged in his heart.
It has to be said that the Demon God's Blade is very terrifying, it can even break through invisible and intangible domains.
One must know that even if the gods and demons of the seventh and eighth heavens do not condense the miniature domains, they will not be able to do anything to the domains, but since the Demon God's Blade can cut through the power of the domains, its sharpness can be seen.
Su Qin's thoughts fluctuated, and he put the Demon God's Blade back into the system space.
The system space is unique. As long as Su Qin in the magic cave world puts the treasure obtained by signing in into the system space, Su Qin, who is far away in Chang'an City, can take out the Demon God's Blade from the system space.
vice versa.
"The field has just been established and needs to be stabilized."
Su Qin slowly closed his eyes again and fell into cultivation again.
It took Su Qin two years to condense the miniature domain, so he naturally planned to stabilize the domain before considering other things.
And after Su Qin continued to retreat,
Ruan Qing outside the East Palace was inexplicably shocked.
The vitality of the heavens and the earth in a radius of hundreds of miles was shaking just now. If Ruan Qing hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would never have believed it.
Even for mythical warriors, the limit of control over the power of heaven and earth is only a hundred miles. As for hundreds of miles, it is probably the realm that only the real peak myths can touch.
"The master is too strong"
Ruan Qing sighed softly, her face full of awe.
For more than a year, Su Qin did not stop Ruan Qing from practicing, on the contrary, in the first year, he often gave advice to Ruan Qing.
But now, with the help of the cultivation environment in the East Palace that is not inferior to overseas, coupled with the recovery of the tide of vitality, and the occasional guidance from Su Qin, Ruan Qing has improved his cultivation again and reached the peak of the third heaven.
Ruan Qing even had a vague illusion that as long as he was given decades or hundreds of years, he would be sure to break through the shackles and enter the realm of the fourth heaven.
You know, even if you are overseas, the myth of the Four Heavens is enough to serve as the elder protectors of those great sects, and it can be said that they are second only to the powerhouses under the head teacher and deputy head teacher.
Ruan Qing originally thought that she would have no hope of reaching this level in her life, but after only staying in Chang'an City for less than two years, she saw hope.
"The recovery of the vitality tide is becoming more and more obvious."
Ruan Qing looked towards the sky and muttered to himself.
He was able to improve so fast, although a large part of it came from Su Qin's guidance, but the influence of the world environment is also not small.
"Almost two years have passed."
"The recovery of the vitality tide is much faster than I imagined. Those overseas leaders of the Great Sect should have noticed it, right?"
A trace of worry appeared on Ruan Qing's face.
Even though the leaders of the Great Sect Master did not believe in the existence of the Great Contest at the beginning, and believed that overseas would continue to prosper, but as time passed, the tide of vitality became more and more intense. With the ability of those leaders, they must have realized that What.
"However, with the master's strength, he should be qualified to negotiate even with the Great Religion that has been passed down for thousands of years."
Ruan Qing guessed in her heart.
Just when Su Qin retreated and the world gradually fell into stability.
A man wearing a blood-colored robe appeared out of thin air and walked in the air. Wherever he passed, the aura shrouded and suppressed everything.
All the warriors were terrified. Under the cover of the blood-colored robed man's aura, they didn't even dare to lift their heads, and knelt down one after another, as if welcoming the supreme monarch.
Only after the blood-colored robed man left completely did the warrior barely straighten his back.
"He, who is he?"
"Why is the breath so terrifying?"
"Controlling qi and riding the wind, is it possible that he is a martial arts myth?"
Countless warriors trembled in their hearts and kept talking.
Even now that his vitality has recovered and his cultivation has become easier, the existence of the level of martial arts myths is still unattainable.
Since Meng Yuan Guoshi passed away in a flash and was killed by Su Qin outside Chang'an City, no new martial arts myth has ever been born in the world.
But now, the man in the blood-colored robe caused a huge wave in everyone's heart.
Just then, another message came out.
"Isn't he the mythical patriarch of the Xueshamen two hundred years ago?"
As soon as this news came out, the entire martial arts world exploded.
The mythical patriarch of Xueshamen crossed the sea and disappeared more than two hundred years ago.
Not only the mythical patriarch of Xueshamen, but also all the mythical warriors who crossed the sea in the past have never returned.
"The world is going to be in chaos again."
An old warrior thought sadly in his heart.
And at this moment.
The mythical patriarch of the Blood Killing Gate, wearing a blood-colored robe, came outside the main helm of the Blood Killing Gate.
"kindness?"
"no one?"
The Patriarch of the Blood Killing Sect frowned, and the terrifying spiritual thoughts covered him inch by inch, and finally found a disciple of the Blood Killing Sect hiding nearby.
"Grandfather."
"Father, you are finally back."
The blood-killing sect disciple burst into tears immediately.
Every disciple of the Blood Killing Sect must kneel down and worship the portrait of the Blood Killing Patriarch when he started.
Therefore, this disciple of Xuesha sect immediately recognized the ancestor of Xuesha.
"In the end what happened?"
The founder of Xueshamen frowned.
"Father, I blood kill the scattered sect disciples who were persecuted by the martial arts myth of the Tang Kingdom."
The Xuesha sect disciple quickly told what happened in these years.
"Tang country?"
"Wulin myth?"
"It's not bad. I didn't expect that in the two hundred years since I left, another martial arts myth was born."
Patriarch Xuesha nodded slightly, as if admiring the younger generation.
"but."
"Since you dare to provoke me to kill the door with blood, you are courting death."
A trace of murderous intent flashed deep in the eyes of the blood-killing patriarch.
"Patriarch, the martial arts myth of the Tang Kingdom, who used to be thousands of miles away, and with his divine aura, killed the three top-ranking members of my blood-killing family. Patriarch, you must avenge us."
The disciple of Xueshamen said again.
"What?"
"Thousands of miles apart?"
Xuesha Patriarch's originally calm expression finally changed.
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