Just a random blow shattered his natal sword and caused him to suffer fatal injuries. An Baoshi naturally knew that his only hope lay in the void behind the Sword Cleansing Pool.
For normal practitioners, the Void Realm is full of countless terrifying unknowns.
Regardless of what kind of unknown place that black river in the void is, that seemingly simple mirror-like light and shadow contains dangers that even the seventh realm dare not try lightly. Will the mirror-like light and shadow pass through easily, or will it be torn into countless flesh and blood by the terrifying vitality contained in it, and then fly to many corners of this world along with the various heaven and earth vitality channels inside.
This is the real fragmented corpse, which cannot be complete, and this possibility is far greater than passing through safely. An Baoshi understood this truth from the beginning, but for him, Qi Zong's is too terrifying, which has already caused this is his only hope of survival.
Qi Jinshan frowned slightly.
The moment his hand left the head of that disciple of Lingxu Sword Sect, his whole body floated into the front hall like a ray of heaven and earth vitality without the slightest weight.
The precious stones and elixir inlaid on the walls of the temple, the gold, iron, and spiritual bones on the ground were chopped into pieces by his sharpness, and then turned into a haze of crystals mixed with countless colors, fleeing towards the front. An Baoshi, who was fleeing, stabbed at him.
For An Baoshi, it was a random blow, but for a great master like him, with a real killing intent is all strength, the sense of randomness can only show the smoothness of the sword intent. Being more than one realm away from him but being able to resist his strike was not only because of his heavy injuries, but also because An Baoshi's strength had exceeded his expectations.
He naturally understands what An Baoshi wants to do. In these crystal hazes, there is a ray that does not capture An Baoshi's body position, but purely pursues speed, which is directly separated from his perception, just according to the position in his memory Falling in front of the void.
The Void Realm is just a hazy and translucent light standing out of nowhere, without any color, but within the light, there is a faint black river flowing.
However, with the fall of this crystal haze, hundreds of criss-crossing crystal lines suddenly appeared in front of this hazy and translucent light. The lines carefully carved by a professional craftsman should be straight.
An Baoshi has already smelled the unique breath of Xijianchi.
He even felt that real water was about to rippling on his back, but at the same time, despair appeared in his eyes.
When the crystal haze flew past him, the clothes on his body were torn apart.
He knew that the other party had sealed off his escape route, and the power of this crystal haze was definitely not something he could resist.
A miserable howl burst out from his mouth.
The moment his body bumped into the hundreds of criss-crossing crystal lines, he turned around forcibly, using his feet as the tip of the sword, his whole body slammed towards the crystal lines like a sword, and at the same time he All the true essence in his body gushed out from his hands, and in an instant, his ten fingertips also burst, the true essence was mixed with blood, and his hands seemed to be holding ten blood-colored ribbons.
These ten blood-colored streamers flew out actively, and hit the crystal haze chasing from behind. above the crystal line.
There was a loud bang.
Those pieces of crystal dust collided with those thin crystal lines, but there was a roar like a giant ship colliding head-on.
The stone hall trembled violently, the water in the Sword Washing Pool splashed into the air chaotically, and the treasures inlaid in the walls of the stone hall fell like rain, and most of them were shattered by the powerful force.
Most of the finely intertwined crystal lines were broken, but they were not completely broken.
Dozens of crystal wires firmly fixed in front of the void cut through the soles of An Baoshi's feet, then went up, cut through his sea of qi, and cut through his body.
An Baoshi's clothes had long been torn, and at this moment, lines of blood oozed from his white skin like jade.
He screamed in pain, and his bloody body rushed into the void.
He originally wanted to use his feet or even his legs to be disabled, just to save half of his life and rush into the Void Realm, but his realm is too far from the opponent's, even if he uses all means, he can't break through. A sword energy from the opponent.
At this time, these sword wires cut across his body from feet to head, because they were too slender, too sharp, and too fast, so that his body didn't even feel the real pain coming into his mind, but he knew very well in his heart that these The sword thread cut through his sea of qi, cut through his body, and in the next moment, the blood lines on his body would burst into horrible wounds, and then his whole body would become pieces of blood and flesh Spread out.
For him, Ding Ning was dead, Jing Liuli was defeated by him, and there was no young talent in the world who could stand against him, especially under the queen's will, he was about to succeed the suzerain of Lingxu Sword Sect.
Falling from this supreme position, even losing his life in an instant, how could he not be in pain
With screams of pain, his body passed through the hazy light.
Several strands of indescribable force rolled over his body in an instant, and in the next instant, he heard countless shattering sounds from his body. When the real fear filled his heart, he only felt his body being lifted up. Throwing high, it was like a mountain rock was thrown into the clouds in an instant, and then it did not fall, and continued to go up at an alarming speed.
In the next moment, all his consciousness has disappeared.
There was a layer of ripples on that layer of faint light.
Qi Jinshan tapped the sword pond water with his toes, and he was already standing in front of this void.
Those dozens of sword silks still persisted tenaciously, and scarlet blood flowed on the sword silks, dripping slowly.
Qi Jinshan remained silent.
After this layer of faint light, it is also a completely unknown world for him.
An Baoshi's body disappeared from his field of vision after passing through the light, and after the light, the picture of the black river remained unchanged as if forever.
Although these dozens of sword threads are extremely small, they contain astonishing power. Being cut by such sword threads is no different from being cut by dozens of large swords.
The body becomes dozens of segments, and it is impossible for any practitioner to live again.
It's just that he couldn't see An Baoshi's last body with his own eyes, but it caused a ripple in his heart.
This is not a good feeling, but for a person like him, it is only a moment like a passing moment, and there is no entanglement.
At the mountain gate of Lingxu Sword Gate, amidst the white mist, there was a golden flame burning.
Inside the golden flame was a long sword that looked like a dead wood. The hilt of the long sword was held in the hand of the painted-faced woman.
A cultivator wearing a purple robe sat down slowly in a pool of blood, clutching his abdomen. He was wearing a purple jade crown, and the purple robe on his body was also a luxurious purple that was unique in the world, flowing like starlight.
He raised his head with difficulty, with blood dripping between his lips and teeth, and said with a wry smile: "Fifteen years ago, I could defeat you at will, but I never thought that fifteen years later, you would be so strong."
Ji Qingqing, whose violent aura had not dissipated, lowered his eyelids, listened to the last breath gushing from the practitioner's throat, and said slowly: "Fifteen years ago I was young, and you would not use a sword against me, but fifteen years ago Years later? It's hard to describe just this bad breath, how can you beat me?"