Fantasy: Simulate Everything, Emperor Heavy Pupil at the Start

Chapter 183 The Double Pupils Are Terrifying, And The Shadow Of Everyone, No One Can Surpass It!

In his opinion, the gathering of immortal energy is a gift that belongs exclusively to immortals.

It is through this method that they, the Immortal disciples, can look down upon all living beings and rival the Heart of Heaven and the Taboo Realm.

However, Jiang Chen was calm and leisurely. When he passed by him, he left without even looking at him.

Yu Che seemed to be choked in his throat and could not speak.

Just now he kept provoking Jiang Chen at the foot of the mountain. Now he saw that the other party was so relaxed and at ease. He turned out to be an unparalleled talent with both the heart of heaven and the gathering of immortal energy.

It felt like I had been slapped hard, and it hurt.

Xiao Yanqiu finally saw Jiang Chen, the orange fairy aura above his head, and the faint sword intent swirling around the latter's body.

"As a member of the Daozhou Sequence with the Heart of Heaven, you actually also have the Immortal Qi Gathering Summit... Jiang Chen, you really gave me a big surprise..."

Xiao Yanqiu murmured softly.

At this time, he was at a position of four hundred feet, still far ahead.

But Jiang Chen is much stronger and faster than he imagined.

Xiao Yanqiu stood still for a while in silence.

The power of immortality also spread across his body instantly.

The top of his head was swaying like a candle - 667 wisps of immortal energy.

At the same time, a ray of light, like the afterglow of dusk, shone beside him.

It is very much like a piece of sunset falling, turning into a faint silhouette in a moment.

As soon as this figure appeared.

The sword intent stabbing him all around disappeared immediately, as if being wiped out by the afterglow of dusk.

This is Xiao Yanqiu's sword soul.

The sword soul born from the twilight sword intention!

"Senior Brother Xiao activated the sword soul! It seems that he is serious about it!"

Yu Che originally thought he couldn't hold on any longer, so he hurried down the mountain.

But seeing Xiao Yanqiu's sword spirit appear, he couldn't help but feel excited.

A ray of immortal energy was also born above his head.

He will use the power of this immortal energy to climb up again!

"Is this the complete sword soul? Compared with my killing sword soul, it is indeed more perfect...

Jiang Chen looked at the dusk figure next to Xiao Yanqiu with twinkling eyes.

Dusk Sword Soul and Immortal Qi Gathering appeared at the same time.

Xiao Yanqiu's speed indeed improved a lot.

Jiang Chen smiled slightly, feeling Xiao Yanqiu's challenge.

He climbed the steps.

The sword intent with cursive characters around him rotated even more violently.

The immortal energy above his head bloomed with even brighter light.

The heart of heaven suddenly appeared between Jiang Chen's eyebrows, and the taboo realm unfolded.

The whole person's momentum reached its peak at this moment!

Behind him, Yu Che opened his eyes wide again, in disbelief!

"The gathering of immortal energy...the heart of heaven...the complete forbidden realm...are all double pupils such perverts?"

Yu Che was stunned. This reminded him of another existence that was like a shadow in his heart.

Taihuang Jianshan is more than a thousand feet high, as if seen from the clouds.

Jiang Chen and Xiao Yanqiu looked like two little ants.

But the sword intent bloomed in them.

But like two slowly rising stars.

Xiao Yanqiu's speed can already be called the most genius among geniuses.

Among the many sword cultivators up and down the mountain, no one can surpass him!

But Jiang Chen is faster than him!

The grass-character sword intention is running more smoothly and smoothly.

The entire Taihuang Sword Mountain seemed to be responding to him, and every sword intention that was obliterated by him became purer.

It is very naturally integrated into the sword meaning of the grass character.

As if they are one body.

The sword intent of the grass character grows little by little.

Jiang Chen's understanding of it became more and more profound.

Grass can be seen everywhere, it is common and can be seen growing in the cracks of soil and rocks.

In people's minds, grass is also extremely fragile. It will wither when exposed to heat and break when exposed to cold and frost.

Always in a low place, letting people trample on it. As spring goes and autumn comes, it becomes green and yellow, and yellow and green again.

Yes, just like those humble beings.

It is not as majestic as the mountains and rivers, nor is it as bright as the stars, hanging above all things.

It's just a little bit green.

Looks so pitiful.

Come to think of it.

Every grass is tenacious and tough.

Even if the wildfire burns through it again, it turns into ashes in the desolation.

But when the spring breeze comes, new green emerges and grows tremblingly. When the grass leaves are clear, they are like a green sword.

There are clusters of swords pointing to the sky in the distance.

Hopeful.

Green grass is like this.

All living beings are like this.

Jiang Chen's heart moved, and he suddenly understood, as if a spring breeze was blowing.

His steps were suddenly brisk, and his sword was like mist, and he raised his hand to separate it.

The stone steps he stepped on were cracked with sword marks, and hairy green grass grew from the cracks.

Each leaf is as thin as a sword edge and translucent green.

The faster Jiang Chen walked, the more stone steps he stepped on.

The footprints of the green grass will become longer and longer.

Everyone at the foot of the mountain looked around.

Those green grasses are connected together like a green and vigorous ink mark.

The Taihuang Sword Mountain has stood tall for countless years, and its vitality has faded for countless years.

There is only the brown color of rocks and the rust of rotten swords.

This is the first time a bit of green appears.

These green grasses are so insignificant, yet full of hope.

Jiang Chen walked past Xiao Yanqiu, who was stunned with his eyes wide open.

Xiao Yanqiu saw strings of green grass behind Jiang Chen.

Just looking at it made my eyes hurt, as if being stabbed by a sword.

The sword soul stood on the stone steps at dusk.

When Jiang Chen passed by, half of its illusory figure was reflected in the color of the grass, slumped and broken, like the sunset falling into the wilderness.

Jiang Chen kept walking and kept walking, getting more relaxed as he walked.

The sword intention on Taihuang Sword Mountain seemed to no longer exist for him, and nothing could stop him from climbing to the top of the mountain.

The sword meaning of the grass character on his body became stronger and stronger, and the green grass growing under his feet became more and more lush.

His double eyes couldn't help but move, and his fairy-like eyes fell on the top of the mountain, as if they fell on the past thousands of years ago!

Taihuang is calling him, calling him thousands of years ago!

He's going up there!

Everyone on the mountain and down the mountain noticed the changes in Taihuang Sword Mountain.

They found that those ancient sword intentions faded little by little, just like melted snow water flowing into rivers elsewhere.

The rusty sword that had been stuck on the rock since ancient times had its handle broken and withered into iron gray in the breeze.

The shattering sounds piled up and became louder and louder, like a tide.

Many sword cultivators standing on the path to Sword Mountain were confused. They vaguely guessed something, but they really couldn't believe it.

They stood on the extremely empty stone steps, neither advancing nor retreating, doing nothing, like stranded fish.

The sword intent that once existed on Taihuang Sword Mountain is shrouded like a veil, remaining the same for thousands of years.

Now they have been taken away and placed like a crown on the head of the new king.

There is no suppression of sword intent at this time.

But Yu Che still found it difficult to stand, because of shock, fear, and incomprehension. He leaned on the stone steps with a long knife to barely support himself.

He saw Jiang Chen walk more than nine hundred feet and stop at the last step.

Xiao Yanqiu still closed his eyes.

In his eyes, the grass-character sword intention still remained, it stung extremely, and two lines of blood slowly flowed down. .