Fantasy: Simulate Everything, Emperor Heavy Pupil at the Start

Chapter 185 Half-Step Advanced Sword Soul, Worthy Of Brother Jiang Chen...

As the gray mist rolled, the broken sword suddenly let out a sword cry.

The sound of the sword was very subtle, like a fragile response.

The Dark Queen looked at the sword.

I found a few more green grasses near the sword body.

The grass is short and short, with young buds blooming. It looks very ordinary and can be seen almost everywhere.

But when it fell into the eyes of the Queen of Darkness, it was like a huge wave in the sky.

Combining her calculations just now——

"Brother Jiang Ran has received the inheritance, and the grass-character sword intention has been perfected... Although the training time is so short, he can master such a mysterious and top-notch sword intention..."

The Queen's originally cold face suddenly turned red, revealing the coquettish look of an infatuated girl.

If Jiang Chen saw this endearing look, he would definitely be familiar and frightened at the same time.

"As expected of brother Jiang Chen..."

"I really want to see you here now "Eight Seven Three"."

"The way you look at pulling out this sword of life and death must be particularly chic..."

"If you, such an outstanding person, died in my arms..."

"Jiang Shou, you are the young swordsman Xiao has seen in his life, but you are the most surprising to me. Xiao surrenders this time and completely respects you!

Xiao Yanqiu's tone was respectful, but also a little dejected after failure.

His eyes were still closed.

I don’t know how many days it will take to get rid of the sword intent in my eyes.

Another immortal disciple also showed admiration and treated Jiang Chen with more respect than he treated Xiao Yanqiu.

As a sword cultivator, Yu Che said nothing.

It seems that he is still regretting and regretting his previous arrogance.

My face was almost swollen due to my unbridled speech before.

"Brother Xiao, there is no need to belittle yourself, your swordsmanship is also very advanced, and you are worthy of being one of the leaders of the younger generation.

Jiang Chen was not arrogant, he bowed his hand to Xiao Yanqiu.

Having said this, Xiao Yanqiu couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head.

"Jiang Shoujie, your strength is so great and the pressure you put on me is so great that you are almost on par with our Senior Sister Ji! I guess only people with double eyes like you are qualified to compete for the throne of the first genius in the vast world."

Xiao Yanqiu's tone was somewhat emotional.

Double pupils have been synonymous with power and invincibility since ancient times.

It is the avenue of the universe, the most intuitive manifestation of creation in the human body.

Those who are born with double eyes are all blessed with great luck. Along the way of practice, they advance rapidly, unmatched by anyone.

What is an extremely difficult bottleneck for others is just a smooth road in the eyes of those with double vision.

Whether it is enlightenment or killing enemies, one can easily surpass fellow practitioners by leveraging the power of the heavy pupils.

Jiang Chen himself has double pupils.

As his realm improved, his understanding of Chongtong also deepened, and he became more able to feel the power and terror of Chongtong.

"In the past, it was a great miracle for a person with double eyes to appear in a period. I didn't expect that there are two of them now... I really look forward to what it will be like if the two of you meet.

Xiao Yanqiu shook his head and sighed.

Living in such an era where there are so many talented people makes him feel frustrated and inspired at the same time.

These peerless geniuses are like the sun and the moon competing for their glory, making everything in the world look dim and colorless.

For Xiao Yanqiu, who is not the top talent, this is undoubtedly a blow.

However, the confrontation between these peerless geniuses must be extraordinary, as magnificent and soul-stirring as in ancient mythology, which makes people excited!

And among the composers of these new legends, there must be Jiang Chen!

Jiang Chen had a conversation with three immortal disciples.

Soon after, Xiao Yanqiu and others took the initiative to say goodbye.

They came to the secret realm of Taihuang, and there were other opportunities to find.

Jiang Chen also has something important to do.

He returned to Taihuangjian Mountain, which had become a green shade, slowly walked up to the top of the mountain, and sat quietly on the top.

He climbed to the top of the mountain with the sword intention of the grass character.

After comprehending the way of swordsmanship, he swallowed up the entire Sword Mountain's sword intention, and successfully brought the grass-character sword intention into the realm of Dacheng.

His sword intent has improved very solidly and is not impetuous.

However, the sword intent of the entire Sword Mountain was too powerful, causing the sword intent in his body to flow like full energy.

Having gained so many benefits, he urgently needed to digest them and consolidate his cultivation.

The black dog was quite proud at this time, and was still showing off while going up and down the mountain.

When he and Jiang Chen were standing together just now, they often got looks from other people.

Now that I have finally turned over, I have to be arrogant.

It didn't realize that it was becoming more and more like Jiang Chen's lackey.

Jiang Chen looked at the interior scene over and over again, sorting out the majestic sword intent in his body...

A trip to climb down Jianshan Mountain really gave him a lot of gains.

The cultivation base that was originally promoted to the eighth level of the True God, directly jumped to the peak of the True God realm in one breath.

In the deserted land within the body, the ten-colored divine flames are blazing brightly with rich colors.

Waves of scorching hot air have sprayed onto the huge portal to immortality.

It seemed like it could be blasted away at any time.

There is only one opportunity left!

"The realm of immortality is already close at hand..."

Jiang Chen said to himself.

As long as he steps into the immortal realm, he will be a powerful man comparable to the elders of various religions.

This is one step closer to his goal of becoming a true immortal.

But what satisfied him more than his progress in cultivation.

The various sword intentions, sword domains, and sword souls in his body have all been greatly nourished and grown.

The half-step to kill the sword soul, which was originally filled with evil aura and extremely evil, finally took another crucial half-step.

Became a 10% sword soul!

He had a thought in his mind.

A crimson-colored figure suddenly appeared in front of him, as if outlined in blood.

This sword soul is no longer as vague and illusory as before, and appears very solid.

The murderous intent pervading it is as real as substance!

If an ordinary monk was swept away by this murderous intention, his Taoist heart would probably collapse on the spot, and his life would be worse than death!

Moreover, the crazy and evil feeling of wanting to kill all sentient beings in the Sword Soul of Slaughter has become even stronger.

Jiang Chen compared it slightly in his mind.

1.2 I feel that the Killing Sword Soul at this time is not as good as Xiao Yanqiu's Twilight Sword Soul.

But its power is comparable to other half-step advanced sword souls.

And the Destruction Sword Realm, which carries the aura of destruction and gives people the feeling of a heavenly disaster, has finally taken a crucial step and reached the half-step advanced sword soul!

Next to the killing sword soul, another illusory shadow like mist emerged bit by bit.

The moment this sword spirit appeared, tiny sounds could be heard in the void on all sides.

The stone steps in front of Jiang Chen shattered into sword marks one after another, spreading like spider webs.

It seemed that the entire world was wailing because of this aura of destruction.

Looking at the two sword spirits in front of him, Jiang Chen smiled and was very satisfied.

The last touch of light green vitality lingered in the palm of his hand. .