Chapter 902 The dark wind howls and the waves hit the sky (Part 2)
Su Che's luck flag is like a sword, surrounded by endless demons and ghosts, floating out of the dust, faintly like an immortal.
The origin of sword energy comes from the practitioner’s belief.
After the battle with Bai Ningzhi, Su Che's understanding of the sword's intention reached a new level.
Once upon a time, there was no water in the sea, but it was not clouds except Wushan.
Bai Ningzhi used the magic power of Immortal Master to turn the ground into steel and turn the energy of heaven and earth into a prison, which made Su Che start to think about a question.
What should be the explanation based on the strength of the sword intention.
The Sword of Creation is in the hands of Su Che. It is a probe to explore things and a tool to control the laws. It is not a "sword" alone.
From this perspective, one of the problems Suche faces is.
What if there is something that the sword of creation cannot penetrate?
What if there is a law that the sword of creation cannot rely on?
When facing an opponent who is only in the realm of Dan Huan, using the Sword Intent of Creation to attack will naturally be invincible.
When facing the Buxu realm, everyone can be regarded as coming and going.
When facing those real predators, the top figures in the spiritual world, can one's own "quantitative" accumulation really change the "qualitative" difference between them?
This made Su Che think deeply.
Because I am not the "yang marrow" after all.
I am not only an elder of the Immortality Sect, but also a member of the Zhongshan Society and a disciple of Yu Liong. There is a big article waiting for me in the future.
When I put pen to paper, it depends on whether it can stir up troubles and weep ghosts and gods.
Su Che waved a long flag.
This set of laws is taken from the four unique flags of Beimang Ghost Ancestor.
The appearance of that set of magic weapons can separate the four banners of "birth, aging, sickness and death" and stir up the energy of death in the netherworld. However, fundamentally speaking, it is firmly in touch with the great law of life and death, and the aging under it is , all methods of apoptosis are unfolded.
This is based on law.
But Su Che is now doing the opposite, using the rules to condense his sword intention.
The law of life and death is the law that Su Che has studied most deeply and mastered the most powerfully. This body of cultivation and art all came from this.
At this time, above the flag, this law is being crushed by the sword.
Su Che's sword intention of creation is constantly impacting the law of life and death. On the flags, infinite ghosts are generated in an instant, and then they are chopped into pieces by the sword intention in an instant.
Then the next moment, the sword intent stirs up the law again, and then the cycle starts again.
In this process, the sword intention is constantly condensed and purified.
This is a method that Su Che came up with himself. He calls it the "Yuan Pressing Method."
Traditional sword cultivators, even those who cultivate swordsmanship by creation, do not also practice law, but practice both formation and formation.
The way they enhance their sword intent is to understand and master more powerful sword formations.
But Suche is different.
After all, he is a disciple of Xuanmen. Now that he turns his head to look at the sword, he naturally has a different feeling.
Using the law as a whetstone, this path seems to be back to purifying sword cultivation, but it is different in the end.
Under the long banner, the infinite sword intent cut into the gate of Wanling Sect like a heavy rain, and balls of green fire burst out in the sky.
That is the change in the laws accumulated in Su Che's sword intention. When the sword intention cuts into the mountain-protecting formation, it cuts into the law of life and death, stirring up the Yin Fire.
Trees, pavilions, rocks.
The entire Wanling Sect's mountain gate was dyed a layer of green by the bursts of yin fire, as if a ghost kingdom had come to earth.
The long flag in Su Che's hand also continued to condense during this process, becoming more and more like a sword.
"Yang Marrow's swordsmanship is truly incredible."
Huang Yao looked up into the sky.
In just a few days, the sword intent of Yang Marrow improved to an unknown extent.
When he just attacked the mountain gate, his sword energy couldn't even break through the first level of formation, but now he actually invaded the door and went straight into the second level of formation.
If Yang Marrow were asked to use water grinding skills like this, he would probably have to grind away all three layers of the formation.
"The ancestor must be warned not to sit back and watch like this."
Huang Yao was shocked when he thought about this. It's dark.
It's not blocked by the Yin Qi, nor by the black clouds, but the sun in the sky is vaguely blocked by something.
He narrowed his eyes and looked to the other side.
What he saw really made him feel terrified.
Just above the sky, a mountain peak is moving slowly.
Although it looks like just a point in the sky, Huang Yao will never doubt the size of the mountain itself.
What made him even more frightened was that, with his advanced sense, he could clearly sense who was holding up the mountain at the moment.
The ghost halberd broke the army, and the swallows did not return.
The strange man in black is holding the mountain peak with both hands and moving slowly towards the gate of Wanling Sect. There is no need to guess what he is thinking.
"Something bad is going on. Go ask the ancestor to come out of seclusion. Hurry, hurry!"
There was a commotion under the Wanling Sect.
The disciples, the demon clan living here, and the guests who come to do business can all see the approaching mountain peak on the horizon.
The broken boulders fell off the mountain peak and hit the ground as they moved, splashing layers of turbid waves, as if they were the heavy footsteps of ancient giants.
The end is coming.
No matter how fast the Wanling Sect reacts and what Bai Ningzhi is doing, Yan Wugui does not do things at their pace.
The mountain peak fell from the sky, cut through the nine layers of heaven, and crashed towards the hundred thousand mountains below.
There are no changes in the laws, and there are no other hidden methods, just relying onBorrow quality and speed.
It was as if the mountain-protecting formation with three large umbrellas only lasted two breaths.
In the first breath, the magnificent picture of the mountain guarding formation was distorted and flickered under the impact of the mountain falling.
The second breath, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered.
Ye Yin punched, and his hands were like flowing clouds, drawing an insurmountable high wall three feet in front of him.
The continuous water-like fist will absorb all attacks and external forces.
Not far away, Huang Yao stood up from the ground and was running towards the secret room.
Such an impact has distorted the vitality of heaven and earth, and the ancestor will definitely not be able to sense it.
However, Bai Ningzhi did nothing.
"Did something happen to the ancestor?"
This is what Huang Yao is most worried about.
The two major pillars of Wanling Sect’s inheritance are the two Immortal Masters within the sect.
How many of the disciples and monsters raised by the sect will die is just a number. If something happens to Bai Ningzhi...
Don’t talk about the sect’s inheritance.
Who is going to resist Yan Wugui and Yang Mui outside now?
The retreat room of Wanling Sect is deep in the mountain, connected by a secret passage. However, under the impact at this moment, the entire mountain gate of Wanling Sect has been reduced to rubble.
Huang Yao ran forward, but he couldn't tell the direction at all.
"Stop looking for it."
A familiar voice came.
The female cultivator with narrow eyes stood not far away from Huang Yao with a stiff expression.
"Liu Feng."
Now there are only two Buxu in the gate of Wanling Sect, besides Huang Yao, he is the one in front of him.
They are all from the rich clans in the sect, and they all returned from outside the territory in a hurry.
"That bitch is gone."
Liu Feng's words made Huang Yao's heart sink.