Tang Tian has experienced a lot of arduous training, from the earliest million-time basic martial arts, to the grinding iron felt of the fire scythe ghost claw, etc., no matter what kind of training is absolutely not easy. But the one that left him with the biggest shadow in his heart, and he definitely didn't want to do it again, was Sword Vortex Storm.
He admitted that the training effect of Sword Vortex Storm was very good, but even so, he definitely didn't want to do it a second time. He didn't even have the courage to recall it again, and he didn't know how he survived that time. He wasn't sure the second time, he'd survive it. It is quite rare for him to have such a state of mind. You must know that he is definitely not a cowardly person.
However, he never expected that he would really have another sword vortex storm. And this time the difficulty is even greater than last time, it is no longer enough to get over it. I need to maintain a high degree of concentration, control the law line, and hit the exposed core of the virtual law.
Now it's really a wry smile besides a wry smile, a wry smile that even the calmness in the god-dressed state can't stop.
Why have no choice...
As time passed, Tang Tian obviously felt the increasing pressure, and he knew that he couldn't drag it any longer.
Taking a deep breath, Tang Tian's eyes regained their calmness, and there was still that firmness. Since it is unavoidable, come on. Tang Tian's hands suddenly opened again, the surrounding wind curtain exploded, and countless sword glows exploded like raindrops.
boom!
Intense pain came from all parts of the body at the same time. Tang Tian felt as if he was hit hard by a huge wave that rushed towards him. He felt a little hard to breathe, his head froze, and there was a short blank.
But he knew that there must be no accidents here, and almost at the same time, he bit his tongue. The fishy-sweet smell spread in his mouth, and his mind suddenly came to his senses, realizing that it was not the time for him to be in a daze.
In just an instant, a large number of holy flames were shattered, exposing the core of the virtual law.
Suppressing the pain and numbness all over his body, the laws Tang Tian controlled with both hands were like thrown spears, hitting the cores of the virtual laws floating in the holy flames of the sword glow.
Countless laws and virtual laws and cores are annihilated at the same time.
Tang Tian couldn't count how many sword glows there were, and Tang Tian couldn't count how many holy flames were shattered. He just smashed the virtual law cores that appeared in his field of vision with all his strength, smashing them crazily.
The pain all over his body is so clear, and completely different from the last pain, this time the pain reveals a hint of coldness. These chilly meanings are not strong, but very penetrating. Tang Tian felt that his whole body was about to freeze, but he knew that the chill had penetrated directly into his soul, and his muscles and blood vessels were intact, without any trace of freezing.
I don't know if I have experienced it once. Although the pain this time is also very strong, it is not as terrible as expected. After a while, he felt that he was gradually getting used to this intensity, but the chill that almost froze his soul made him a little painful.
He even had a little spare energy to think about the reasons.
Is it because of the virtual energy? Sword lights are all transformed by virtual energy, so they will naturally have the characteristics of virtual energy. Could this be the characteristic of virtual energy
Tang Tian's heart suddenly moved. The last sword vortex storm tempered the martial soul, so what is the sword vortex storm this time
Well, in fact, Tang Tian couldn't understand the messy things on his body. He suddenly became curious and looked forward to it. His current body has been tempered to the extreme, but the soul and the like have always been his headaches. Because of Xiao Er's existence, he is very different from ordinary people in this respect.
The old man had better be found by others!
He had never heard that his father would tamper with his son's soul, and what made him even more unacceptable was that in the old man's heart, the second child was the right choice!
hum!
We have to settle this account carefully!
Look for a chance to give Xiaoer a good beating, oops, so I didn't beat him up. I'm in a bad mood and beat Xiao Er.
Tang Tian completely forgot how he got off topic, but soon, screams erupted from his mouth. He felt that he had a real crow's mouth, but just now he felt that this time the pain was not enough? What's wrong with me
Hiss, he gasped suddenly, his expression froze and his face was pale.
The place where this sword was inserted... oh my god... sisi hiss... bastard, there was almost a fish that slipped through the net... ouch, ah!
The screams were endless, and he couldn't control the screams at all. The pain in the body, no, it was the pain that directly affected the soul. Suddenly, the scene of Elder Hughes struggling in the holy flames, especially his soul, came to his mind. Although it was silent, anyone who saw that scene would feel the terrible pain.
Now, he realizes it!
He felt that his soul was being distorted and trembling.
But at this moment, he couldn't stop, even if his soul trembled with pain, he couldn't stop. Once the holy flame that has not been dealt with is leaked, it will turn into a sword glow, which will smash Ashin and the others to pieces.
Tang Tian frantically used the law line to attack the virtual law core, as if only madness could make him barely concentrate. He felt that his brain was a little numb, and the look of his eyes was a little dim, but his movements didn't slow down in the slightest.
He is like a killing machine, reaping tirelessly.
The sword vortex storm is like an inflated balloon, expanding at an alarming speed. The number of sword glows is also skyrocketing, the pain is also skyrocketing, the speed of the influx of holy flames is skyrocketing, and the number of virtual law cores that Tang Tian needs to kill is also skyrocketing, and the virtual energy is also skyrocketing .
The virtual energy that washed down like a waterfall just now, Ashin and the others are already swimming in sea water. Wrong, they are not swimming, but sinking in the sea.
Ashin felt that he was like a balloon, and the virtual energy squeezed in from all parts of his body. Yes, it was squeezed in. At first they had to absorb it themselves, but now they didn't want to absorb it, but a huge amount of virtual energy squeezed into his body forcefully from all directions.
He felt that he was really stupid, just now he would be in pain of being overwhelmed, yet he could still laugh! He wanted to cry, but he was fooled into crying by himself.
He really felt the pain of support now, Jianmang seemed to be cutting his flesh Ling Chi, and the pain of eating support felt like he could explode at any time, that kind of inhuman pain, he was about to pass out. How he wished he could pass out, but he had no chance.
The virtual energy is like sea water pouring in, desperately squeezing into his body. Slightly, like a needle prick, the whole body is prickly and stinging, the whole body is slashing and cutting, and the whole body is full of pain. The only thing that comforts him is that at least the pain is even...
According to common sense, with such intensity of pain, Ashin has long been in a coma and lost consciousness. But the virtual energy constantly squeezed in, constantly repairing his body, almost as soon as the crack and wound appeared, it healed. Then it cracked again, then healed again, and so on, endlessly.
All Ashin can do is scream, and he can't even control the screams... He has gotten into such a miserable state.
So, he screamed even more sadly.
The intense pain made him grab everything he could. At some point, he took out the Immortal Sword, and his hands tightly gripped the hilt.
He didn't notice that the Immortal Sword was like a dry sand dune, devouring the virtual energy greedily.
Old Tang Laotuan and the others solemnly buried Mu Zhixia. Of course, they couldn't do rituals on the battlefield. The so-called solemnity means that there is an extra wooden sign with the words "Mu Zhixia's Tomb" written on it.
Old Tang shivered suddenly: "Hey, why is it a bit cold?"
The old group gave him a sideways look: "I haven't done anything wrong, and I'm not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door."
Old Tang immediately stopped shaking and said, "Forget that you are a ghost."
The old group was unmoved: "You are worse than a ghost."
"childish!"
"idiot!"
Both of them snorted coldly at the same time, both of them were used to such meaningless quarrels.
"It's a pity for Mu Zhixia." The old regiment suddenly said, "It's a pity for the whole regiment, they are all good soldiers."
His eyes, looking at the soldiers who worshiped in front of Mu Zhixia's tomb, couldn't help being filled with emotion. He is an old-fashioned general who has special feelings for soldiers, and he hates the scene in front of him the most. Where do these soldiers still see the spirit of the No. 1 Corps in the World? Their faces are haggard, their eyes are empty, like walking corpses.
Old Tang couldn't help but sigh: "Look at it, the temple is so perverted, they are bringing their own destruction, and no one can save the temple. If God wants to destroy them, they will make them crazy. They are so crazy, it's time to perish .”
"Ono Sekisou can't make it through." The old group said frankly.
Old Tang turned his face away, and asked unwillingly, "Is there no way?"
"Now we can only attack by force, but the casualties will be very heavy." The old group said helplessly: "Such a strong pass, the defender is Jiaya who is good at defense, we will not have a chance. I can take them to take risks, but I can't take them Send to death."
Old Tang Moran, he actually knew these truths, otherwise the army of savages wouldn't have been stuck here for so long without making any progress. But when he heard this answer, he still couldn't hide his disappointment. He was a bit lucky at first, thinking that the old group's level is so high, maybe there is a good way.
The old group didn't know what to say, comforting people was not what he was good at. In such a situation, it is true that no strategy can work. All famous generals are most afraid of such a situation.
At this moment, a soldier who had finished worshiping walked over with one foot deep and one foot shallow.
The surrounding guards were about to stop him, but the old group signaled to let him go.
"My lord, we have a way to enter Ono Sekisu." The soldier was dressed in rags, his face was thin, and his eyes were sunken, only those eyes reflected the deep-rooted hatred.
The two were taken aback, and subconsciously looked at each other, they both saw the ecstasy in each other's eyes.