Tang Tian has experienced many hard practices, from the earliest one million basic martial arts to the iron felt of the fire sickle ghost claws, etc., no matter which kind of practice is, it is absolutely not easy. But the one who leaves the biggest shadow in his heart and does not want to come again, is the only sword vortex storm.

He admitted that the practice of Sword Whirlwind was very good, but even so, he would never want to do it again. He didn't even have the courage to recall it again. He himself didn't know how he survived that time. He was not sure that he could survive the second time. This kind of mentality was quite rare in him. You should know that he was definitely not a cowardly and timid person.

However, he never expected that he would actually have another sword vortex storm. Moreover, this time it was more difficult than last time, and it was no longer enough to get through. He needed to maintain a high level of attention, control the law line, and hit the exposed virtual law core.

This time, apart from a bitter smile, he smiled bitterly, and even the calmness in the divine uniform state could not be stopped.

There is no choice...

As time passed, Tang Tian clearly felt the pressure increased, and he knew he could not drag it down any longer.

Taking a deep breath, Tang Tian's eyes returned to calm and had a trace of determination. Since there was no way to avoid it, then come on. Tang Tian's hands suddenly opened again, and the wind curtain around him burst out with a bang, and countless sword lights burst out like raindrops.

boom!

Strong pain came from all parts of his body at the same time. Tang Tian felt as if he was hit hard by a huge wave. He felt a little difficult to breathe, and his head was confused and a brief blank appeared.

But he knew that there was absolutely no accident here. Almost at the same time, he bit his tongue. The fishy sweet smell spread in his mouth, and his mind suddenly woke up, understanding that the moment was not the time for him to be in a daze.

In just a moment, a large number of holy flames were shattered, and the core of the virtual law was exposed.

To endure the pain and paralysis around you, Tang Tian’s laws controlled by both hands were like throwing guns, hitting the core of virtual laws floating in the Sacred Flame of Swords.

Countless laws and virtual laws and cores are annihilated at the same time.

Tang Tian couldn't count how many sword lights there were, and Tang Tian couldn't count how many holy flames were shattered. He just shattered all his strength to crush the core of the virtual law that appeared in his vision, and shattered wildly.

The pain in his body was so clear, and it was completely different from the last time. This time the pain was filled with a hint of yin and cold. These yin and cold meanings were not strong, but they were extremely penetrating. Tang Tian felt that his whole body was about to freeze, but he knew that this yin and cold meaning was to penetrate directly into his soul, and his muscles and blood vessels were as intact as before, without any trace of freezing.

I don’t know if I had any experience once. Although the pain this time was very strong, it was not as terrible as expected. After a while, he felt that he was gradually getting used to this intensity, but the cold and cold feeling that almost frozen his soul made him feel a little painful.

He even had a little spare time to think about the reasons.

Is it the reason for the imaginary energy? The sword lights are all transformed by imaginary energy, and will naturally bring the characteristic of imaginary energy. Could this be the characteristic of imaginary energy?

Tang Tian suddenly felt his heart. The last sword vortex storm was tempered with martial souls. What was the sword vortex storm this time?

Well, in fact, Tang Tian didn't understand the messy things on his body. He suddenly became a little curious and expected. His body has been tempered to the extreme, but his soul and other things have always been the headache for him. Because of the existence of the waiter, he is very different from ordinary people in this regard.

It is best for the old man to find him by himself!

I have never heard that my father would tamper with his son's soul. What he couldn't accept was that the waiter was the right choice in the old man's heart!

Humph!

We must always make this account clear!

I found an opportunity to beat the waiter well. Oh, so I didn’t beat him anymore. I was in a bad mood and beat the waiter.

Tang Tian completely forgot how he deviated from the topic, but soon, a scream erupted from his mouth. He felt that he was a real crow's mouth. He actually felt that this time was not painful enough? What's wrong with him?

Hiss, he gasped suddenly, his expression froze and his face pale.

Where this sword was inserted... Oh my god... Sisi's... Bastard, there was almost a fish that missed the net... Oh my, ahhhh!

Screams were endless, and he couldn't help but scream. The pain in his body was wrong, which was directly affected by the soul. The scene of Elder Xius struggling in the Holy Flame, especially the struggle of the soul. Although it was silent, as long as anyone who saw that scene would feel the terrible pain.

Now, he has realized it!

He felt his soul was twisted and trembling.

But at this time, he could not stop. Even if his soul was trembling with pain, he could not stop. Once the untreated Holy Flame leaked, it turned into a sword light, which would shatter Ashin and the others.

Tang Tian used the rule line to attack the virtual rule core in a crazy way. It seemed that only madness could make him barely concentrate. He felt his brain a little numb, and his eyes were a little bleak, but his movements did not slow down at all.

He is like a killing machine, harvesting tirelessly.

The sword vortex storm is like an inflatable balloon, expanding at an astonishing speed. The number of sword lights is also skyrocketing at an astonishing speed, the pain is also skyrocketing at an astonishing speed, 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 blurred energy that had washed down like a waterfall just now, now Ashin and the others are swimming in the sea. It’s wrong, it’s not swimming, it’s sinking into the sea.

Ashin felt that he was like a balloon, and the blurred energy was squeezed in from all parts of his body. Yes, he just squeezed in. At first they needed to absorb it themselves, but now they didn't want to absorb it, but a massive amount of blurred energy was squeezed into his body from all directions.

He felt that he was so stupid. He was suffering from overeating just now, but he could even laugh! He wanted to cry, but he was so stupid that he cried.

He really felt the pain of being overwhelmed now. The sword light was like cutting his flesh on him. The pain of being overwhelmed felt that he could explode at any time. That kind of inhuman pain was almost unconscious. He wished he could fall into a coma, but he had no chance at all.

The energy of the emptiness was like a sea water pouring back, squeezing into his body desperately. Threads of threads were like needles, and the pain was pricked all over his body, and the pain was swelling and painful in his body. The only thing that made him feel more comforted, at least the pain was very even...

According to common sense, Ah Xin had already fallen into a coma and lost consciousness with such intense pain. However, the vicious energy that kept squeezed in continued to repair his body, almost as soon as the cracks and wounds appeared, it healed. Then it collapsed and then healed again. This repeated cycle had no end.

All Ashin could do was screaming, and he was not even controlled by his own screams... He had actually been so miserable.

So he screamed even more sadly.

The strong pain made him grasp everything he could hold. He took out the Immortal Sword at some point, and his palms were tightly clutching the hilt of the sword.

He did not notice that the Immortal Sword was like a dry sand dune, greedily devouring the blurred energy.

The old Tang and the old group solemnly buried Mu Zhixia. Of course, there was no way to do any rituals on the battlefield. The so-called solemnity means that there is an additional wooden sign with the five words "Mu Zhixia's Tomb" written on it.

Old Tang suddenly shivered: "Hey, why is it a little cold?"

The old group glanced at him: "I didn't do anything wrong, I'm not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door."

Old Tang stopped trembling immediately and said, "I forgot that you are a ghost."

The old group was unmoved: "You are not even as good as a ghost."

"childish!"

"idiot!"

The two of them snorted coldly at the same time, and they both got used to such meaningless quarrels.

"It's a pity for Mu Zhixia." The old regiment suddenly said: "It's a pity for the entire regiment, it's all a group of good soldiers."

His eyes looked at the soldiers worshiping in front of Mu Zhixia's tomb, and he couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion. He was an old-fashioned general, with special feelings for soldiers, and he was most disgusted with such a scene in front of him. How could these soldiers see the spirit of the No. 1 Corps in the world? Their faces were withered and their eyes were empty, like walking corpses.

Old Tang couldn't help but sigh: "Look, the temple is so rebellious, they are destroying themselves, and no one can save the temple. If God wants to destroy it, he will make it crazy. They are so crazy, it's time to perish."

"Ono Kansu cannot get through." Lao Tuan said calmly.

Old Tang turned his face and asked unwillingly: "Is there no way?"

"We can only attack hard now, but the casualties will be very large." The old group said helplessly: "For such a strong pass, Jiaya, who is good at defending the city, we will not have a chance. I can take them to take risks, but I can't take them to die."

Old Tang was silent. He actually knew these truths, otherwise the savage army would not have been blocked for so long without any progress. But when he heard this answer, he still couldn't hide his disappointment. He was still a little lucky, and thought that the old group had such a high level, maybe there was something good to do.

The old group didn't know what to say, comforting people was not what he was good at. Such a situation was indeed no longer something that could work by relying on some tricks. What all famous generals feared the most was such a situation.

At this moment, a soldier who had finished worshiping walked over with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

The guards around were about to stop him, but the old group signaled to let him go.

"Sir, we have a way to enter Ono Guanzhou." The soldier was dressed in rags, his face was thin, his eyes were deeply concave, and only his eyes reflected the engraved hatred.
Chapter completed!