Limitless Sword God

Tai Shang's body turned into sand grains, scattered in this pitch-black time and space, accompanied by his soul, was extinguished here.

Su Yun looked calmly and suddenly felt unexpectedly calm.

He lifted the jade in his hand. The stick, however, was found to be dull and turned into the most ordinary stick.

It is also a god, already spiritual, Master Nai He has left, and it does not want to be alone, it has volatilized its internal power.

But things don't have to be practical, they don't have to be practical, they have to be commemorative.

“How come you killed so many people who were supposed to be so angry that you didn't kill this too guard right away? ”

At this time, the blade box sounded clear rain with questionable sounds. She has been watching Su Yun in the box. After the self-inflicted sword came to life, Su Yun's heart was affected by the fierce sword qi. He did not consider how many people would perish if his sword went down and how serious the consequences would be if his sword went down. Ling Qingyu even once thought that Su Yun would most likely go under this sword, lose his mind and lose himself. After all, that's a million lives.

However, after devouring the three souls of Tai Yi, Su Yun's turbulent state of mind strangely calmed down. Perhaps, the powerful soul of Tai Yi Master temporarily suppressed some of his anger.

“... I just, really wanted to kill too much guard.” Su Yunsha's dumb voice came out: “It's just... I can't kill anymore. ”

The blood-red tide in his eyes had not faded, and he looked terrifying, and his breath was unstable, like a boiling lid that had burned water, falling and falling.

For a moment, tens of millions of people died in front of themselves and in their own hands. The psychological shock caused by this situation is simply unimaginable. Su Yun is not a god. Even if he was a true demon monarch, he could not escape even after decades of painstaking in the quiet world.

Ling Qingyu quietly measured Su Yun's face through the sword box and found that his face had been tight. Although there was not much painful expression, this depression could see that he was suffering.

“You have to find a way to defuse this anger, or you will be in a bad situation if you don't continue! ”

“I know.”

Su Yun gasped a few hard breaths and his heart was messed up.

What is the best place to do this? He doesn't know! And the dissolution of this anger is not achieved by itself, but requires the help of others.

True Demon Sect Expert?

Obviously, the demon's temper, though incomparable with his massive temper, cannot help himself.

Su Yun suddenly thought of someone.

He rushed out of Tai Yi immediately.

“Su Yun, where are you going?” Ling Qingyu asked with some concern.

“Holy Plains of Extreme Martial Arts! ”

Su Yun summoned.

Ling Qingyu listened, quite confused.

However, Su Yun did not explain much, prompting Qi to rush to full force. But... as soon as he left the realm, his temper began to agitate. The pressure of manpower had become overstretched, and the color of condensation on Su Yun's face had become more obvious.

By the time he entered the Holy Plains of Extreme Martial Arts, Su Yun's skin had become incredibly red, the blood silk was exposed, the blues were prominent, and a pair of red eyes were almost blind.

His body was shaky, his flight was slow, and his intense killing and violent breath kept the spiritual practitioners on the road from approaching him.

“I need... to devour the soul of a spiritual practitioner in order to suppress it, I need the soul...” Su Yunsha muted.

“No, Su Yun, the more you eat, the more you get lost, the more you have to hold on!!” Ling Qingyu flew out of the blade box and held Su Yun in a hurry.

At this time, however, Su Yun suddenly turned around and grabbed Ling Qingyun's arm. His eyes were full of fierce light and stared at her.

Ling Qingyu was stunned and suddenly thought of something.

Does Su Yun... have his soul eroded by gas, and now he wants to eat me?

Ling Qingyun looked white and rushed to push away Su Yun. Without waiting for her to move, Su Yun took the lead in pushing away her...

“Sunny rain!! Go back to the box!! ”

Su Yun covered his head and trembled.

Ling Qingyu looked at him silly and immediately understood that the action just taken was the only one left by Su Yun's will. He was desperately suppressing his anger.

However, Ling Qingyu did not return immediately. She stood in place, hesitated and abandoned Su Yun to leave? But what can you do if you don't give up?

Psst.

Finally, Su Yun couldn't hold back!

His hand directly caught the dead sword behind him, and as soon as he pressed hard, the sword disengaged from the sheath.

“Su Yun, calm down!” Ling Qingyu squeezed his fist tightly and shouted loudly.

But that didn't help Su Yun at that time. He looked up, stared at the clear rain, and shivered his body towards her a little bit.

It's already hard to suppress.

Almost to the limit.

He feels like he's gonna blow up if he doesn't do something else!

Hu!

At this time, a breeze suddenly flowed from a distance, gently striking Su Yun's face, followed by several green leaves, an intoxicating floral scent, accompanied by the breeze.

This wind came very timely, like a pair of cold hands, to calm Su Yun's dry and hot mood.

His body stopped trembling, although his breathing was still impatient, and the blood-red tide in his eyes had not faded, much better than it had just been.

Somebody do the trick?

Ling Qingyun felt this change. He immediately flashed a thought in his mind and turned his eyes, but he saw a group of spiritual practitioners flying quickly from not far away, and led by an old man, the ‘bodhisattva master’!!

“Master! ”

Su Yun looked at the bodhisattva master and called in weakness.

“Don't talk too much. Breathe fast!” The bodhisattva teacher is far from screaming.

However, before Su Yundo could say anything, the whole body of man lost its strength, stomped and fell to the ground.

The bodhisattva master flashed close, raised his palms, struck Su Yun's back, infusing it with a constant spiritual atmosphere.

This breath was like cool spring water and poured into its body. The air that ravaged Su Yun's body was slightly suppressed.

Su Yun slowly opened his eyes and looked at the bodhisattva master behind him. He laughed. “I'm sorry, Master, the apprentice has always caused you trouble...”

“Don't talk too much, the speed disk sits and breathes, concentrates quietly, don't think about anything!! Understand? Empty your mind!! ”

Master Bodhisattva whispered: "As soon as you enter the Holy Plains of Extreme Martial Arts, I feel this horrible breath... I have never seen such a strong breath! You're supposed to have a god's protection, right? If it weren't for this monster, I'm afraid your three spirits would have been devoured by this Qi, and people would have been turned into walking corpses!! ”

Bodhi's expression has never been so serious. Su Yun understands what Bodhi's first teacher means and knows that what he says may be Holy King's Battle Robe. Immediately, people let their hearts rest and their knees rest.

He tried to force himself not to think about things that were too unique, but when he closed his eyes, he always had a scary picture in his head.

Hundreds of people turn into sand in front of their eyes.

Countless souls cried in the dark heavens, then slowly disappeared.

The mighty stare at themselves with stunned and vicious eyes.

It's all like a nightmare, eating its own thoughts constantly.

Su Yun's body trembled slightly, not in fear, but in anger and chaos. These thoughts are almost breaking his mind!

Master Bodhisattva met and drank suddenly: "Read with me! The wind brings willows, the willow leaves fluctuate slightly, the heavenly path is immense, the magic is infinite, the nature of nature, the temple of Heavenly Dao, according to nature, it is full of...”

A few words came out, Su Yun hastily spelled his own will to open his lips.

“The wind brings the willow, the willow leaves move slightly, the heavenly path is full, the magic is infinite, the nature of nature, the temple of Heavenly Dao, let it be natural, the circle is full...”

With the recitation of the mantra, Su Yun unexpectedly discovered that his body's increasing qi stopped.

The mood also stabilized, no more violent meditation, surprisingly calm. This long-overdue feeling made Su Yun incredibly obsessed.

Bodhisattva and Su Yun sat on the floor and read words in their mouths, while those disciples who followed Su Yun surrounded themselves. Weirdly, they looked at each other constantly. When people, more men were frequently sidelined, staring quietly at the clear rain beside them.

With the passage of time, Su Yunna's blood-red skin began to recover its original color. Blue muscles and erupting blood vessels slowly faded away, and people recovered.

Three hours later, they almost simultaneously stopped whispering and slowly opened their eyes.

“How do you feel? ”

“Much better.” Su Yun sighed, hurriedly rose up and saluted the bodhisattva master: “Thank you Master for saving me! ”

“Don't be polite. ”

Buddha Tianxian gently nodded, then up and down measured Su Yun for a circle. The look was still a little more solemn.

“However, Su Yun, your current situation has stabilized, but this is only the cure mark, it has not reached the cure effect. The qi in your body will erupt anytime, anywhere, affecting your mind, even hurting your three souls. Therefore, you must find a way to eliminate these qi, or you will die at any time! ”

“Master said it well.” Su Yun calmly said: “I also understand the power of these qis. However, I fear that the amount of qi in my body is very large. If the fairy gods of water are never afraid, then my strength will not be able to counteract this qi, nor will it be easy to eliminate the fear.” Su Yun shook his head.

Every time one of them dies, he accumulates a little qi in Su Yun's body. Today, Su Yun's body is so intense, he doesn't even know himself.

“There is no trouble in the world, only fear of people with heart. Jianwu Shengyuan is a good place to heal and rest. Su Yun, you will relieve your anger in Jianwu Shengyuan for a while. For the time being, you will not go anywhere else, and try to contact outsiders as little as possible, let alone have a dispute. Perhaps in the last year, your anger is understandable. ”

“So good, the disciple would like to obey Master, but... before that, the disciple hopes to go to Beiyang.” Su Yun took it seriously.

“Yes, in case of an accident, I'll go with you!” Bodhisattva laughed.

As soon as Su Yun listened, he got up and once again gave a respectful apostolic gift to the first teacher.