It is undeniable that there is a bonus in this.

Then if an ancient sword cultivator became a saint with Wan Jian Shu, Mo Jian Shu, etc. as his main training, and coupled with the thorough mind, how explosive would his combat power be?

"Royal Heavenly Way!"

Without any hesitation, Dao Qiongcang mobilized the Qingyuan Mountain formation.

As soon as the seal order was issued, the night in the mountains suddenly brightened up, and the snowy leaves, sand and stones, which were lifted up by the sword's will and pierced out of the air, all showed the patterns of heavenly secrets.

"Buzz!"

A slight trembling sound.

Everything up and down Qingyuan Mountain, the creatures in heaven and earth, spit out dew and formed a thin film of clear light covering the nine heavens.

This layer of film is supported by the Qingyuan Mountain Formation below and driven by Heavenly Dao above. It borrows the power of rules and has a shape as light as fog, but it can bear a huge load.

"Keng——"

The sword resembled the Qing Wushuang Sword, and it struck at this level of "Rooting the Way of Heaven" barrier. Immediately, the spiritual mist exploded, and the sound of fighting resounded thousands of miles away.

Cao Erzhu raised his eyes upward, his eyes sparkling like stars.

He saw a layer of cyan air flowing on the horizon, spreading endlessly to all sides under the night sky, beautiful and picturesque, and unparalleled in power.

"This is the spirit refining world..."

Cao Erzhu was fascinated and his blood was boiling.

No matter how gorgeous the words in a storybook are, it is difficult to describe one billionth of the scene you are seeing with your own eyes.

That tingling sensation of scalp is an ultimate emotional experience that is difficult to create through word of mouth.

"Click——"

In his field of vision, the sky was like a mirror, chopped into pieces by those peerless swords.

Cao Erzhu felt that his world in the past was shattered and died. His whole body was shaking, his pores were wide open, and his hairs were standing on end.

"Zizzi..."

Blue-violet current surrounds the whole body.

Cao Erzhu's eyes revealed the most extreme desire.

This is the real world!

This is what men pursue!

For twenty-six years, Cao Erzhu's life consisted only of killing pigs, making knives, cooking, and buying vegetables...

Except for the cultivation and the world of spiritual refining, which have a little connection.

He had developed a lot of skills, but his father imprisoned him in that small and dilapidated blacksmith shop, and he couldn't use anything.

He was like a rubber ball with the most elasticity in the world, which was pressed hard to the ground, until it was about to break and deform, which was also the state before the extreme rebound... Suddenly, the big hand that had pressed him for twenty-six years disappeared.

Got it!

"Hoo..."

Cao Erzhu's eyes widened, and a deep sound came from his throat, like a wild beast roaring.

His back was hunched, his hands were hanging down, but his head was raised as high as possible, his eyes were wide open, and his fists were clenched as tight as possible.

He didn't know what kind of state he was in at the moment because he had never experienced it before.

He couldn't even describe the manic mood he felt as if he was out of control, but he was enjoying it.

No!

Cao Erzhu actually knows...

He wants to be the powerful Immortal Mei!

He wants to be even that weird uncle!

He even wanted to be that gorgeous, fleeting, but the most dazzling "big explosion" in the night sky at the moment!

"Ho ho..."

Cao Erzhu's whole body was shaking wildly, purple lightning flashed, and his eyes were red and he was roaring.

However, his father did not teach him how to "become", and he did not dare to "become" casually.

Dreams and unknowns.

Desire and reason.

There seems to be an invisible threshold between the two.

Cao Erzhu couldn't step forward, and he didn't know whether he should lift his foot or not.

At this moment, a calm voice appeared in my ears:

"If you can't help it, you can scream out."

"You are actually not that important, and no one has time to keep an eye on you all the time."

Cao Erzhu felt like he heard the devil whispering in his mind.

But what it says makes sense, and it simply speaks to my heart.

At this time, when the battle is raging and there is no one around, even if I call out, who will pay attention and who will care?

Even if Dad is resurrected and I scream out of excitement, so what, can you still beat me?

With his thoughts at this point, Cao Erzhu waved his arms, bowed his body, looked down at the ground, and called out slightly:

"ha!"

With a "bang", the sound of the trees nearby being blown away by the aftermath of the nine-day war was louder than his scream.

"Are you a sissy?!"

The voice appeared again, with shock and a strong sense of disbelief:

"Your body is trembling! Your soul is trembling! Your emotions are boiling! Your blood is raging!"

"Everything about you shows that you are very excited!"

"But you are so hunched over, bowing your head in front of others, and you have so many scruples about even screaming? So much baggage?"

"Who do you think you are? Are you more important than Mr. Siren and more important than the old slut?"

Cao Erzhu was angry. Was he mocking himself?

He straightened his waist, raised his head and chest, let the violent raw emotions push his body, and took a heavy step forward.

"ah!"

He waved his right hand and blasted the air.

At the same time, he also crushed the big rocks under his feet, demonstrating his masculinity.

"Are you fucking kidding me?"

Everyone looked at it and almost burst into tears.

He probably saw something from the blue-purple current on this big guy's body.

But I never thought that what the intelligence said about "some intellectual problems" was true!

"Are you a waste? You don't even dare to vent your emotions?"

"Scream when you get excited, hit when you feel uncomfortable, it's such a simple thing, don't you understand?"

"Were you banned from martial arts or controlled by others? How could Quelehan give birth to a coward like you?"

Cao Erzhu became angry and shouted loudly: "I am not a waste!"

He suddenly realized that the voice was not the devil in his mind, but came from around him.

The words "ban on martial arts" awakened him even more. The person he was talking to was not an illusion, but someone who knew the real existence of the iron ring token around his father's neck!

Just looking around, Cao Erzhu found the only spiritual thought stored in a pile of iron junk.

He asked angrily and loudly: "Who are you? Why do you call me a waste? I am not a waste!"

"Very good!" Tie Shaoshao's voice was louder than his, "It's this momentum. Look, does anyone care about you?"

Cao Erzhu was stunned by the backlash and looked around.

His voice was already so loud that it made the snow in the forest fly, but no one paid attention to him.

When he raised his eyes, the battle in the nine heavens was still going on.

Immortal Mei's swords were like twin swords and could not break through the barrier film, but they did not stop there.

He raised his hands and made a shallow stroke on the Taicheng sword with his fingertips.

"Nine swordsmanship, infinite number!"

The sword elephant seemed to be going crazy. The nine swords around him were transformed into countless shapes. Each sword struck down hard, hitting a point on the barrier film and slashing with all his might.
To be continued...