The spirit blade enters the sternum.
Qin Yin's body trembled heavily, and the scene in front of him disappeared at the same time!
Under a pure dark curtain without stars, no moon or clouds, the sea of ​​blood came from the sky in an instant, and the red flames ignited the curtain of the entire sky.
That was the ignition of his own blood.
Every inch of skin, every muscle, and every cell in the body is repeatedly suffering from the pain of calcination of karma fire.
The teeth are almost shattered.
Blue veins all over the body floated out, as ferocious as a python.
Thirty-six thousand pores, the hot blood and energy erupt like a volcano.
He "sees" that he stood under the curtain, facing the vast blood flames that looked like stars.
In the earth-shaking roar, a vast river of blood rushes out, condensing and growing into a blood-colored carving knife that has grown in countless thousands or tens of thousands of feet.
If the knife is raised, it seems that it can carve the stars and pictures.
At this moment, the blood knife that was enough to pierce the sky was aimed at him from afar and rushed in.
Like a meteor falling to the ground.
The blood knife carried the great power of heaven and earth and penetrated into Qin Yin's body.
The phantom disappeared, but Qin Yin's eyes instantly turned red.
He clearly "saw" the blood knife that penetrated his body, stabbed into the Yang point, and then followed a line to the Kunlun point in the foot.
Like a sickle, cutting the weeds savagely.
Like a knife cutting a stubborn stone.
The so-called stone body with all the orifices blocked and the spiritual veins was burned out by this knife.
The tip of the knife turned back and went straight upward, and it instantly penetrated from Kunlun point to its left chest, piercing into its heart.
How painful does it hurt to cut the heart with a knife?
Maybe no one knew before this.
Buzz...
There was a rustling sound in my ears.
The severe pain far exceeds the pain of stabbing into the bone marrow, and far exceeds the pain of cutting flesh with a dull knife.
The pain that can make anyone arch and lose their strength instantly rise from the deepest part of their soul.
He could see and feel, but he could not block it!
His body's instinct made him want to roar.
But the supreme will that had long been engraved into the soul made Qin Yin suppress it!
Inside the eyes is full of blood.
The irrepressible tremors of the chest and back muscles, and the pain came one after another.
The very quick spiritual blade became neither anxious nor slow when pierced the atrium, so the pain began to magnify and spread infinitely.
I don’t know how long it took, but how many times the waves of the severe pain that cut the souls went back and forth.
The knife penetrated Qin Yin's heart heavily.
In the bamboo house, the young man's body suddenly stood up, but was forcibly captured in the air by the spiritual pressure of the two fingers.
Qin Yin's eyes were covered with blood, and his face was as ferocious as a ghost from hell, but he never snorted!!
"The first moment, step on Kunlun!"
"In your past, I searched for nine thousand three hundred orifices in the world, and there were three thousand people who died in this first knife!"
"And a hundred people died in total!"
"Let me see how you will stop!"
Outside the bamboo house, under the terrifying spiritual pressure vortex, the stream water rolled into the sky.
"The second moment! Gathering for a hundred meetings!"
"The world says you are a stubborn stone, but I see you as uncooked jade. People in the world are mediocre, so what if the road to heaven and man is cut off, because you can't reach the end of the road of heaven! As the saying goes, you won't be broken or established. Today, my Sun Wudao reopens the acupoints for you!"
The sound is like thunder, tearing the sky.
A blade flew out from the sea of ​​blood again and penetrated into his body.
The blood blade of Tongtian flowed into the Yang point, straightened up to the top of the head, and slammed through the Baihui point, the highest Baihui point in the human body, and teared the muscles back and forth and pricked the heart.
The pain of grinding and splitting the soul washes away again.
However, this time Qin Yin's ear hole was bleeding, but he suppressed his whole body with his supreme will, like the pillar of inheriting the sky, without moving at all.
"The third moment! The God-Splitting Court!"
...
"The fourth moment! The sun is opened!"
...
"Fifth moment! Rebirth of Qingming!"
...
In the wilderness, above the bamboo mountain, spiritual power is overwhelming in the sky, and it comes down from the sky!
It was like a vast tornado, sucking in the sky, and was completely out of the bamboo house.
Sun Wudao's white hair was floating angrily, and there was no wind to automatically.
He still pointed to the posture of stabbing his chest, but Qin Yin's body turned into a completely erupting volcano, with wars everywhere!
Qin Yin was in that real but false world, with his arms wide open and he was brave enough to face the blood blades.
Burn it!
Burn it!!
Let this surging fire burn out the anger in my chest!
Let those thousands of blood blades pierce through this secret gate of heaven and man for me Qin Yin!
God, your grandfather Qin Yin is here.
The Thirty-third Heaven, I will finally find you!
Then……
Ta Ping'er waited for a lifetime!!
Hahahahahaha!
In that illusory and real world, the boy finally burst into laughter in the unimaginable pain of ordinary people.
In this world where time is frozen and flowing, I don’t know how long it has passed.
Qin Yin couldn't remember whether he was dead or not, and he didn't know whether this place was a dark world or a sunny world.
...
Bang bang bang bang bang bang!
Just after unknown how long time passed, in an instant, the mountains and rivers suddenly collapsed.
Puff puff puff puff puff puff!
Countless blood dragons splashed, like flames burning.
When you reach the yang point, the force that pulls the whole body to beat suddenly disappeared.
The dark star curtain collapsed.
Qin Yin's eyes were blurred in blood, and his crazy consciousness was rushing in his mind. In the midst of the chaotic pain, he still recognized the outline of the old carpenter.
"............ ended..." Qin Yin murmured with his lips and lowered his head, his voice exuding blood and hotness.
"Hey... God, I, Qin Yin, won again in this second round."
All the visions disappeared inside and outside the bamboo house.
The wind rises again and the stream surging again.
Sun Wudao slowly pulled out his two fingers like a chisel blade, and waves shone in his eyes, looking at Qin Yin, who was already a bloody man in front of him.
"Before you, the most persevering person, was 227 heart knife! 227 acupoints were opened!"
"I, Qin Yin, have always been the first in my life, and I am not inferior to others." Qin Yin closed his eyes tiredly, opened his mouth and spitted out blood like a thread, and his breath was dying.
This time, even Sun Wudao's voice fluctuated, with no longer concealed appreciation and the passion that he had finally come true.
"You are under the Taiyixin Sword... 409 minutes! The acupoints around the human body are opened up all over!!"
"Hahahaha, I have learned three Jiazi hard, and I have found someone for one Jiazi. I have a full four Jiazi, and I will never waste it!"
"I wish to do it. Under this world, the forty-nine fire seeds, Sun Wudao, was finally buried!"
"Your life has become a wildfire, and the sky will surely burn in the future! So what about the saint... the sky can also be broken."
Ha ha!
Hahaha!
Three loud laughters came in succession, and Sun Wudao slapped Qin Yin out with one palm.
The huge force swept across the body, but it was not hurt at all.
The milky white spiritual power that was almost liquefied wrapped all the gushing blood and pressed heavily into Qin Yin's entire body.
The heart beats like a volcano!
Blood is like a river rushing!
In extreme weakness, Qin Yin's consciousness finally fell into a coma.
His body fell back onto the bamboo couch.
Sun Wudao looked at Qin Yin, as if he was looking at a fire that would eventually burn throughout the sky. A smile finally appeared on his wrinkled and cold face.
Turn around and step out of Zhulu.
Plain clothes with long sleeves, big hands raised.
In an instant, the mountains, rivers and moon shine brightly on the road, crossing the Star Luo River.
This strange phenomenon appears in this heaven, but only one person enjoys it.
Steps and ride on the clouds.
The carpenter who had been carving on the fish beam for ten years stepped on the glow of the rivers and mountains and walked towards the depths of the wilderness thousands of miles away.
Facing the strong wind, the clothes are roaring.
The sound of the sound and roared straight into the top of the clouds.
"Since ancient times, the end of the gate of Tianlu, the world has been filled with heroes.
People will always feel regretful and will always be in the east!
I have no intention of competing for the shortcomings and strengths, and I dare not seek the great achievements of heaven.
The most famous generals of great fame and fortune finally became one o'clock in loess wine.
Mortals send autumn birds to each other.
The sage seals the road to heaven and defeats the heroes of the Central Plains.
I am a craftsman who picks up axe and carves, and I wish to establish a lonely tomb in the world.
The seeds of fire spread all over the prairie and the world should be recited for thousands of years without success!”
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That night, Sun Wudao crossed the Star Luo with his hands behind his back.
The great spirit flows forever, singing to the world.
Chapter completed!