Chapter 3930: 1 Moment, Sikong Quasi-Emperor
To be precise, it is to maintain the Jiuxiao Sword Dao to be able to suppress the Jiuxiao Demon Beast a little bit.
Only in this way can Sikong Jing avoid being possessed by the devil and be able to kill his own devil anytime and anywhere.
on the contrary……
If the power of the Nine Heavens Demonic Beast overwhelms the Nine Heavens Sword Dao, the result will naturally be that the demon cannot be slain and it will transform into a blood-sucking demonic beast.
So difficult...
You must know that the devil blood of the Jiuxiao Demon Beast has been madly merging into his body, and has been helping Sikong Jing to become a devil.
Forget time, forget everything...
Sikong Jing, with his two spirit shadows, madly comprehended the way of swordsmanship and magic beasts, and his whole body was boiling with demonic energy.
And they were constantly being destroyed by his own Nine Heavens Sword Dao...
He didn't even have time to think about whether he should enter the gate of the holy wall to recover.
There was no time to enter at all. He had to control a certain balance in his body at all times. Sikong Jing discovered that no matter how fast he comprehended the Jiuxiao Sword Dao, the Jiuxiao Demon Blood would always catch up.
That is to say...
If Sikong Jing's Nine Heavens Sword Dao is cultivated to the point where he can completely crush the Nine Heavens Demonic Beast, then the Nine Heavens Demonic Blood and Demonic Energy in the seventh layer will be poured in even more crazily, putting Sikong Jing in a state of constant pressure.
We cannot stop or rest, we can only keep moving forward.
"It's crazy..."
"Even with the existence of the Spiritual Root Divine Willow, I am always at risk of becoming a demon."
"There was no time for me to leave and recuperate. I had to get through the seventh floor in one go. In order to sever the demonic energy from the Nine Heavens Demonic Beast, the Nine Heavens Emperor left no escape route for the experimenter."
He now finally understood why all the monsters in the Dark Demon World could not pass the seventh level.
This is simply perverted. This is a test with no chance of survival.
Only those with exceptional talent in swordsmanship have a chance to pass, and only those with a profound understanding of the Nine Heavens Swordsmanship can remain immortal. And how could the transformed monsters possibly have such a heaven-defying understanding of the Nine Heavens Swordsmanship?
Even if the Warcraft back then were at a higher level than me...
However, the test of Emperor Jiuxiao has nothing to do with realm, it only concerns the understanding of the way of sword and the way of beast, and whether one can fuse the blood of Jiuxiao Demon. Realm only represents the amount of true energy and demonic power, and has nothing to do with the comprehension of the Tao.
Sikong Jing is too young, and his accumulation of true energy and demonic power is not sufficient.
The clock is ticking……
Sikong Jing had no idea how long he had been practicing under the pursuit of the two forces.
Boom...
Suddenly, he felt a thick barrier in his body being pierced open.
A vast and boundless energy flowed madly throughout his body. It was the Jiuxiao sword energy that pierced the thick barrier of the Divine Lord stage.
At this moment, Sikong Jing finally broke through to the Quasi-Emperor realm from the God Lord stage, and finally felt a little bit of the Emperor's aura.
And the Jiuxiao Sword Dao only represents...the human connection dantian!
The next moment... boom!
The surrounding Nine Heavens Demon Blood rushed in madly again, causing tremendous terror.
He pushed his beast vein dantian forcefully, breaking through the barrier of the Divine Lord stage and allowing his beast vein dantian to reach the Quasi-Emperor level.
Still, you chase me...
It was at this time that Sikong Jing's gaze turned to... two illusionary images that had never disappeared. The illusion of the Emperor Jiuxiao in his eyes suddenly underwent many changes.
He disappeared in a flash, and his appearance became unpredictable along with the phantom of Emperor Jiuxiao.
Finally...buzz!
In the ever-changing world, Sikong Jing's scorching white sword beams cut into the illusion of the Nine Sky Demon Beast, as if he had merged into the Nine Sky Emperor in the illusion of the Nine Sky Demon Beast.
With one slash, the Nine Sky Demon Beast in the illusion was destroyed.
After the disillusionment, the Jiuxiao Demon Beast suddenly revived and returned to its original form without any demonic intent or magic energy.
"For the Nine Heavens Demonic Beast in the seventh-level illusion, the demon was slain successfully!"
"The seventh level of the Nine Heavens Restriction is complete."
Both illusions were created by the Great Emperor Jiuxiao. If one could completely destroy the evil spirit of the Jiuxiao monsters in the illusion, it would mean that the experimenter had passed the seventh level perfectly.
Sikong Jing was filled with emotion. He stared intently at the Nine Heavens Demonic Beast in the illusion...
The Nine Heavens Demonic Beast at this moment was no longer a blood-devouring demonic beast...
Instead, it returned to its pre-demon form, a small demon beast with a hexagonal head and golden scales all over its body, like a puppy.
In Sikong Jing's memory, there is no such monster.
Suddenly... Buzz!
The puppy-like Nine Sky Demon Beast grew bigger, and then became blurry, and its image after growing bigger could not be seen at all.
Eventually, disillusionment and disappearance.
bang bang...
The two illusory images also disappeared.
The only thing left around Sikong Jing was the extremely dense demonic energy, and the thick, evil spirit energy that had filled the air.
He stood in the restricted space on the seventh floor, his hair and beard blowing in the wind.
"Why did the Nine Sky Demon Beast become blurry after it grew bigger?" Sikong Jing murmured to himself.
After a moment's hesitation, he suddenly realized...
"The hexagonal puppy-like Nine Heavens Demonic Beast is only its juvenile form. Later, the Nine Heavens Demonic Beast became possessed by a demon. The Nine Heavens Emperor has never truly succeeded in slaying the demon for it..."
"Therefore, even the Great Emperor Jiuxiao doesn't know what the six-horned puppy will look like when it grows up normally."
"Illusion, just an illusion..."
"It was just created by the Great Emperor Jiuxiao."
Taking a deep breath, Sikong Jing immediately shook his head and stopped thinking about the Jiuxiao Emperor and the Jiuxiao Demon Beast.
He lowered his head and looked at the forbidden barrier connecting to the eighth floor...
"I passed..."
"I can enter the eighth level of the test. I can find the exit to the Emperor's Tomb on the eighth level."
His heart was filled with excitement.
Sikong Jing's whole body was trembling slightly...
But he was immediately startled again. He stared blankly at a curl of flowing black beard, which had grown to the same length as that of the Juedan Emperor and was almost close to the ground. It was Sikong Jing's own long beard.
"How long has it been?" Sikong Jing asked blankly.
Because of the terrifying pressure of the seventh floor, he had no idea how much time had passed. He flashed into the No. 1 Prison of Ten Thousand Beasts, and then froze again, to see that the spiritual root, the Divine Willow, had completely withered.
It turned into the appearance of a holy wall again.
Only on the holy wall grew leafless dead branches, which looked desolate and terrifying.
"Master Sikong, you are finally back..."
"I crushed the signal bead several years ago. Why did you ignore me?"
Just as Sikong Jing was staring blankly at the Willow Leaf Holy Wall, Qian Wumie's voice came immediately, crying.
Sikong Jing saw Qian Wumie, who had grown extremely old and skinny. He was horrified by his appearance and asked, "How long has it been? Has it been hundreds of years?"
It definitely can't be hundreds of years.
You know, the Emperor Burial Battlefield will be opened within a thousand years.
"It's been ten years, ten years have passed." Qian Wumie said with tears in his eyes.
ten years?
Sikong Jing was stunned again, his face full of suspicion: "It's only been ten years, how come you've aged so much?"
No matter what, Qian Wumie is also in the Divine Martial Stage. He shouldn't have changed much in ten years.
