This fall is a life without madness.

The blue waves splashed out and covered thousands of miles.

The Sword of Fengdu directly smashed the screaming and struggling spirit at the gate of hell.

The cliff is like a scabbard, and the sword falls like home.

quiet!

Deadly silent!

The silent crushing is more shocking than the hot blood from the fists!

The people in front of the preaching mirror looked at each other in confusion. They were not quite sure that the gate of hell was the ancient martial art of hungry ghosts, nor were they quite sure that the sword of Fengdu could be opened so casually.

Can hurt...

How terrifying!

"Although you can't see the face clearly, why do you feel that Master Shou is angry?"

"He usually says a few words..."

Feng Tiantian felt frightened just by looking at that sword.

But as a family member, her focus is more on her family.

After muttering in a low voice, Feng Tiantian quickly returned to her state and explained uncertainly:

"There should be a way to survive, right?"

"The Three Emperors are not crazy, they should still be conscious..."

Master Shou silenced the five realms.

Feng Tiantian's words stirred up everyone in front of the preaching mirror:

"No, are you still coming?"

…

hiss!!

But hearing a crazy, tearing roar piercing the sky, the preaching mirror changed again, manifesting into a thought form.

All I saw was a blurry, twisted, bloody mass of murderous aura, like a wild horse that had gone crazy, running away into the distance...

The killing god is not crazy!

The one who escaped was in the opposite direction to where Master Shou was!

There is no doubt that Wei Kuang is panicked, Wei Kuang is scared, and Wei Kuang just wants to leave the battlefield alive.

But……

The ultimate giant standing on Huitian Peak moved in response to the sweet sound of the wind, gently pushed his left palm upward, and threw the knife in his palm into the sky.

Its right hand grasped something at its waist, and when it pulled it out, it twirled its feet between the cliffs and turned around.

brush!

The image of the missionary mirror is not stagnant or distorted at all.

But under the eyes of the people of the five realms, the extreme giant gradually transformed and disappeared in an extremely smooth manner.

Instead, there is a young man standing on the edge of the cliff, his black clothes dancing with the flow, his black hair blowing in the wind, and his black sword blowing.

Zang Ku spins his body with a sword.

The light of the sword penetrated the sky.

"Blessings from the spiritual country, Prajna is nothing."

With a final sound, the preaching mirror downplayed the profile of Master Shou, who still had a hint of anger between his brows after returning from the giant form.

Immediately afterwards, the screen followed the silver sword light and traveled thousands of miles away, chasing the bloody mass of murderous thoughts.

"No!!!"

The mournful sound echoed throughout the five realms.

Everyone held their heartbeats and breaths.

For the first time, I saw the image of prajna with such clarity:

The Nine Swords opened a path, dreaming of Zhu Guo, catching the blood and murderous intention that had escaped far away, hoeing away the crazy distracting thoughts, and trapping An Fen in the empty world constructed by the second realm of swordsmanship.

Then, Prajna Wu's sword light turned from tangible to intangible, swept past, and the spiritual kingdom was shattered.

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Not crazy and residual thoughts are like passing clouds and smoke.

It no longer exists in the world, and it has never caused even the slightest ripple.

…

"What's this!"

A stone stirs up a thousand waves, and a sword pierces the heart of the five realms.

Wei Kuang died peacefully, but the Five Realms could no longer suppress the noise after this sword.

In just a moment, countless spectators in front of the preaching mirror stood up on the spot holding their numb heads.

Everyone knows that this is Prajna Nothingness, which is what Master Shou learned from Mr. Siren: "One thought of gods and Buddhas, one thought of Prajna Nothingness".

But……

"This is too silky!"

From a giant to a small person, Master Meng returns; the giant touches his waist, Master Meng draws his sword; the giant turns around, Master Meng draws his sword...

Go to the cliff and turn sideways, the sword light follows; Shouye fades away, and Wei crazy manifests; the spiritual kingdom is blessed, and Prajna is immortal...

There was not even the slightest sense of frustration during this time.

And compared with the legendary "Yunlun's sword, the sword kills monsters", Master Shou's prajna this time is so relaxed and freehand that it reaches the extreme.

High mountains and flowing water, moving clouds and cranes.

The artistic conception is at your fingertips.

"Is this the second realm?" Everyone was stunned.

"Is this the second state that Beibei has to work hard for a long time to open the Emperor Sword Tianjie, draw the blessing of ten thousand swords, and hold back his face till he turns red?"

"Master Shou's sword strike is smoother than my diarrhea!"

There is no doubt that Shou Ye has evolved.

Just from the fact that this sword is so immortal, everyone can tell...

The name of the First Sword Immortal is worthy of its name!

This guy is more than a step ahead of his peers?

He can even take down half a saint in a blink of an eye. He can kill his body, soul, and mind in three instants, making people irreversible. Who can stop this master?

"Wait a minute, didn't anyone praise Feng Tiantian?"

There are also people who have come back sober from the sword of Prajna Wu, temporarily forgetting that they are not crazy, and only realize that the reason why the sword is slippery is that Feng Tiantian and the preaching mirror have made great contributions.

“What level of preaching art is this?”

"Is the Feng family born with such a level of transition? In terms of preaching, I would like to call the Feng family the strongest!"

"That's right, the giant just shrunk, and the profile of Master Shou showed up... Not to mention Feng Tiantian, I almost fell into the trap. Needless to say, Master Shou is quite handsome!"

More than a little?

In front of the preaching mirror, Feng Tiantian was trapped in the misty forest, as if someone had forcibly controlled her to death.

She even stopped breathing unconsciously, leaving only her heart pounding wildly.

The only thing that appeared in her mind at this moment was that handsome face that had just flashed away.

There are no unnecessary modifications, it’s just heart-pounding!

From knowing Xu Xiaoshou, to wanting to get close to Xu Xiaoshou, to getting to know Xu Xiaoshou in depth, to falling in love with Xu Xiaoshou...

From the fame of Yunlun, to the frightening in the Eighth Palace, to the miserable growth of Tiansang Linggong, to the ridiculous and cute reverse sword control...

Feng Tiantian took the initiative to learn about her family’s Xu Xiaoshou’s past.

She also knew that in the Five Realms, there were many little girls like her who, after Xu Xiaoshou became famous, unconsciously wanted to get close to him and get to know him. Even the Tiansang Ling Palace where he grew up was regarded as a holy place.

.

How lucky are you compared to them?

Because of a mission, I bumped into Wuyue Sword Immortal, and accidentally wanted to broadcast Wuyue Sword Immortal, but ended up broadcasting Shou Shou myself...

In fact, Feng Tiantian has never mastered the art of preaching.

Ever since Master Shou came back as a giant, she had been staring at that face, forgetting to understand the explanation, and even forgot to operate the preaching mirror.

The rest is all mirrors running automatically.

Feng Tiantian only hates now why the mirror only gave a shot of Master Shou returning to his human form, and it was still blurred and faded.

She thanked the mirror for giving her such a lens. She felt satisfied with just such a hazy glimpse.
To be continued...