Chapter 1630： inherited (2/2)

As the figure gradually condensed, Huamei's ancient sword reappeared, passed through heavy lotus guards, and defeated him again.

Lotus condensed his body endlessly. As soon as he was formed, he was assassinated by an ancient sword.

Chuli did not know how many lives and deaths he had experienced, immersed himself in the void of his mind, and did not know the passage of time, but knew that he was struggling to survive.

He was afraid that he could not condense, and then he really died.

The ancient sword was cold and ruthless. As soon as Chu Li condensed into shape, it appeared, and it was defeated before he solidified.

Chu centrifugal **** gradually became dull, so go on, he will soon be really defeated, lose all memory and spiritual wisdom, become an idiot, or even a walking dead.

When he condensed again, he suddenly flashed.

Supreme King Kong suddenly fluttered a palm.

The lotus that flooded the sky suddenly rushed to this palm, condensing a golden light palm, striking the ancient sword.

”Ding ...” The clear voice of Gu Jian rang through the void in my head.

Chu Li's spirit suddenly abruptly rejoiced, and he immediately overjoyed.

Then the huge demon suddenly jumped up and slammed the sword body.

At the same time, the big bright Buddha punched out in the void, like a scorching sun shooting at the ancient sword.

The Jizo Runner Buddha patted a palm gently, and a round wheel condensed, half of which was snow white and half black, and the round wheel like a yin and yang fish was drawn towards the ancient sword.

”Ding ...” Gu Jian was blocked before Chu Li, surrounded by lotus flowers, and the sound of clear chanting continued.

One King Kong, one Devil, and Three Buddhas took turns to attack the ancient sword incessantly.

Chu Li's body gradually solidified, clear as the real body is no different ~ ~ Suddenly, I feel that the connection with the void in my head is getting closer and closer.

”Ding ...” In the clear voice, the ancient sword suddenly fell.

Chu Lizhen appeared under it for a moment, and the detective grabbed the ancient sword.

As soon as Gu Jian started, a strange breath suddenly penetrated into his mind, and then a trick flowed in the bottom of his heart. After flowing, he became familiar, as if he had cultivated for a long time, and was originally pressed into the depths of his memory. It's average.

Chu Li nodded with satisfaction, and the ancient sword suddenly turned into a ray of light and got into his forehead.

Then his body gradually dissipated, and at the same time a sword shape, if any, flickered, only one outline, failed to condense.

It has kept this shape and has not changed.

Chu Li opened his eyes, his eyes flashed with light, and the fifth floor suddenly lit up, like daylight.

”Yu ...” He exhaled a stale gas, and his whole body seemed to fall apart, as if every joint was broken, and it was painful with a little movement.

”Master?” Dong Jianxin voice came from below.

”Brother, come up.” Chu Li Road.

At this time he could see exactly what the fifth floor looked like.

There was only one painting in the empty surroundings, with the word ”kill” written on it.

When he stared at the word ”kill”, the sword shape in his mind flicked slightly, and it seemed to be related to the word ”kill”.

This ”killing” character condenses the inheritance of the sacred swordsmanship technique, and it really is wonderful. When he entered the fifth floor, he could not even see the painting at all.

At this time, looking at this painting again, a little insight into the heart, a deeper understanding of the sword of God.

”Brother?” Dong Jianxin went upstairs in surprise and found that the previous force of exclusion had disappeared. When he came to the fifth floor, only Chu Chu and the painting were seen. He called Chu Li and looked at the painting with curiosity.

Suddenly, both eyes were in tears, and the pupils seemed to be pierced, making the pain difficult.