Second world?

Who doesn’t know the second world?

Avenueization?

Who doesn’t know how to become a great person? I’ve even become a master of swordsmanship!

Teasing me?

You, the Great Sword Saint Hua Weiyang, are only allowed to set fires, but I, the late Ancient Sword Cultivator, are not allowed to light the lamps?

Test me?

Who gave you the courage and qualifications to test me in such a condescending manner when we first met?

"Illusion Sword Art·Second World!"

It is different from the secretiveness of the Great Sword Saint Hua Weiyang.

Xu Xiaoshou, who is in Huamen Nonghuan, even bluntly shouted out his intention - he just wanted to fight, he just wanted to fight!

"Infinite Silence!"

Without form, the three realms of body, spirit and mind can be transformed into transcendent realms. While annihilating himself, Xu Xiaoshou unleashed the second world.

He has become equal to the Great Dao Hua, equal to Hua Weiyang, the three paths of body, soul and mind have merged into the world of flowers, and is equal to the will of this world.

The following drink of "Infinite Silence" means that the nine-wheeled Tengu eclipsing the moon appears behind him - he has no body!

Rather, after the entire "flower world" and the entire "self", the starry sky seen from the past god's ruins is phantomed outside the flower world.

The nine rounds of infinite silence are rising above the stars, vast and boundless, and the nine months are shining together.

September suddenly lights up at the same time, and in an instant, it draws out the endless power of the flower world and fills it with itself.

"You don't dare to think about it, but I dare to think about it!"

Between fantasy and reality, between madness and normality.

Under the madness, Xu Xiaoshou's second world is too crazy with the help of the infinite silence filled with nine rounds of power.

But after the world of flowers returned to the ruins of God, a huge ancient book was suddenly opened in the center of the world.

On top of the ancient book, stood an ancient sword cultivator with a sword on his back and a white robe. He turned out to be the young Eight Masters.

The eight masters of swords appeared to me.

Without saying a word, he drew out his two swords and slashed across the air.

"Brush! Brush!"

Two silver sword thoughts swayed across the starry sky.

Just like Pangu opened the heaven and earth, he divided the relics of God into three heavens: upper and lower.

When the first level of heaven appeared, a heavenly being carrying the sinister aspect of the divine throne appeared on the devastated land without knowing when.

"Forbidden Double Sacrifice Technique!"

He raised his hands, and the first and eighteenth heavens of God's ruins, which were formed from the world of flowers, were sacrificed.

The world suddenly collapsed and surged upward.

Its power went all the way to the 33rd heaven, compressing the will of the entire world and forcing it to the 33rd heaven.

If there was Hua Weiyang in this world, Hua Weiyang's will in this world would all be pushed to the 33rd heaven.

"bring it on!"

Xu Xiaoshou's voice was tearing.

He wants to smash the 33rd heaven, and he wants to completely "kill" Hua Weiyang to death in this "place of exile"!

Why is it the thirty-third heaven?

Why was the place of exile chosen here?

Big illusions are nothing, big thoughts are as usual, and constructing them out of thin air is too energy-consuming.

What Xu Xiaoshou can do is to do what Hua Weiyang did to him just now, and make changes based on reality to achieve the ultimate illusion effect of confusing the fake with the real, and substituting the fictitious for the real.

But Hua Weiyang can only empower the fear in her self-awareness, catalyzing and deriving the evil spirits and empty hatred that may be stronger.

How did he know...

No! He might really know!

But he couldn't use the person in his memory who was not afraid, but in terms of strength, he was even inferior to the newly resurrected ancestor god!

"Chu."

In the dark thirty-third heaven of the ruins of God, the sound of withered branches being trampled to pieces appeared.

A beam of light fell from the sky, lighting up the world, and even lighting up the only "person" with a physical form in this world.

That's a...

A beautiful woman with a tall figure and still charming charm——Auntie Xiang!

"Um?"

Such a graceful woman who suddenly appeared in such an extreme battlefield environment made Hua Weiyang seem a little stunned.

The next breath, I saw Aunt Xiang forming a seal with her hands. Without saying a word, she bent down and patted the ground:

"Summoning."

Bang!

There was a slight explosion of air behind her, and the sound was not loud.

After the faint smoke dissipated, a tall, bald man holding a long stick with a sweatband was revealed inside.

Not a virtual image.

Just real people.

The moment this ordinary human being appears.

In the world of flowers, that is, outside the 33rd level of the god's ruins here, all the power previously stored in the nine rounds of immeasurable silence standing above the starry sky has been lost.

It was as if they were all eaten and digested in one go by an ordinary human being.

"Leave it to you."

After Aunt Xiang summoned Shenyi, she turned around and smiled sweetly.

After saying that, his head fell down, and his body completely rotted, as if he was dead and could not be resurrected.

Overlord God also said nothing.

At this point, Hua Weiyang seemed to have caught up with Xu Xiaoshou's nonsensical brain circuit, and she screamed:

"and……"

What he was thinking just now was:

The ancient swordsmanship is super Taoist. It is worth trying the second world of fantasy swordsmanship. Xu Xiaoshou also wants to try it.

He was even willing to lend his power to Xu Xiaoshou, based on the world of flowers, to satisfy Xu Xiaoshou's imagination and fill his nine rounds of "infinite silence".

Fantasy swordsmanship?

Who can come to my right?

But Xu Xiaoshou doesn’t think so!

What he thinks is that if you dare not think about it, then I will start thinking boldly.

And in my world, the strongest one at present is definitely not the ancient swordsmanship, nor is it what I fear!

Imagine being free, when the theory is established, the conditions are up to standard, there is equality and freedom, and there are no constraints...

Who dares to stand in the way of the Ancestral God alone?

I am the only one who gives up everything!

On the 33rd level of God's Relics, facing Xiang Yaoyao who died in front of him, God did not break into the ghost gate to search for his soul, but slowly raised the famous Long Stick Overlord in his hand.

His knees sank with great force.

His body cracked and his flesh and blood dissolved.

"Four houses!"

The relics of the former gods, when the gods were broken into pieces and the body was first resurrected, they only used the sacrificed bodies in the four houses, and then sent their souls to Cao Erzhu.

Imagine it for free.

When oneself has mastered the four aspects of giving up.

The first time Xu Xiaoshou used Four Shes, he used the method of the second world of phantom swordsmanship to let the gods perform it!

Four sacrifices.
To be continued...