The towering hall.

Su Qin looked pleased.

"Two years, although it is a bit long, it is not without gains to condense the micro-field."

Su Qin nodded slightly, thinking in his heart.

If you let those big patriarchs overseas know Su Qin's thoughts, I'm afraid his jealous eyes will turn red.

For them, even if it is 80 years and a hundred years of condensing the micro-field, they will be full of ecstasy, and they want to invite overseas myths to celebrate.

As for two years...

These great patriarchs probably don't even have this idea.

Because this is incredible, what can you do in two years? Just stay closed for more than two years, let alone condensing the micro-field, even if you sort out your true essence a little, I am afraid that two years will pass.

"Condensation."

Su Qin's heart moved.

Suddenly, an invisible force, centered on him, spread to within a radius of one hundred feet.

"This one-hundred-zhang range is my domain. Within this, any power is under my control."

Su Qin felt the nuances of the realm carefully, his face thoughtful.

The realm and the power of heaven and earth are fundamentally different.

For example, two mythical warriors fight, no matter where or when, they can control the power of heaven and earth as a means to suppress each other.

After all, the power of heaven and earth comes from heaven and earth, as long as it is a mythical warrior, it can be controlled, at most there are differences in scope.

But the field is different.

If a mythical warrior is in the realm, even if he is the myth of the peak of the fifth heaven and the sixth heaven, he will be surprised to find that he can't control the power of heaven and earth at all, as if he fell from the realm of mythology.

simply put.

Within the domain, Su Qin is the only master, as long as Su Qin is unwilling, no mythical warrior can borrow a trace of power in his domain.

"Not bad."

"It's no wonder that the mythical martial artist in the condensed field, and the mythic martial artist without the condensed field, are two levels."

Su Qin looked surprised.

Although Su Qin is still the seventh heaven,

But under the blessing of the domain, even if he is besieged by dozens of myths of the same level, there is no fear,

Even if the siege of the same-level myth falls within his domain, I am afraid that life and death will be controlled by Su Qin.

Of course, there is no Seventh Heaven Myth that is so stupid, and will stupidly break into the field.

After all, the Su-Qin realm is now in its early stages, but within a hundred feet.

For ordinary people, the Baizhang range may be very large, but in the eyes of mythical warriors, it is just a matter of thought.

The mythical warrior is not a fool, and it is impossible to make a fortuitous move even knowing that he is invincible.

"Pity."

"It would be great if the scope of the field was larger."

A trace of regret appeared on Su Qin's face. The Baizhang domain, compared with the Baili Heaven and Earth power previously controlled by Su Qin, the scope has been significantly reduced.

It's just that this thought only flashed in Su Qin's mind.

Compared to the realm where all laws do not invade, the so-called power of heaven and earth is a joke, which is like the difference between ten taels of cotton and one taels of gold.

"It is said that as long as you step into the land of immortals, the micro realm will transform into the great realm, covering hundreds of miles in an instant..."

Su Qin leisurely fascinated.

The field he has condensed now, to be precise, is just a micro field, or even the prototype of the field.

But even so, with such great power, it is conceivable that the realm of the Great Arhat level of the land immortal, how earth-shaking is it?

Next.

Su Qin continued to experience the various magical effects of the Fan Micro domain, and finally his mind calmed down.

"correct."

"Try to see if the Demon God's Blade obtained from the Demon Cave World sign-in can break through the domain."

Su Qin suddenly thought.

The Devil's Blade was the sharpest among all the blade weapons Su Qin had seen, and it was terrifying to the extreme.

Even Su Qin could not stop the Demon God's Blade from slashing if he only relied on his physical strength.

Of course, Su Qin couldn't stop it, but the Demon God's Blade couldn't help Su Qin.

Because with Su Qin's strength, the Demon God's Blade would never touch him.

Besides, Su Qin has the supernatural power of flesh and blood rebirth. Unless the Demon God's Blade can completely annihilate Su Qin in an instant, Su Qin is an immortal body that can recover indefinitely.

Hum!

I saw a strange long knife shaped like a sickle and curved like a full moon in Su Qin's hand.

In an instant, a deep breath permeated, making people feel like they are in the abyss of hell.

"Not bad."

Su Qin held the handle of the knife and waved it casually.

Even if Su Qin didn't use any power, when he wielded the Demon God's Blade, he could feel the sharp and sharp blade aura permeating the air, almost piercing the air.

"field."

Su Qin's heart moved, and the power of the misty domain entangled the Demon God's Blade.

block! !

The blade of the Demon God uttered a blast of swords, and Su Qin waved it lightly, and a dark and deep blade light emerged, breaking the power of the domain, and finally slowly dissipating.

"The Demon's Blade can break through the domain, but the domain can also consume the Demon's Blade."

Su Qin touched his chin and judged in his heart.

I have to say that the Demon God's Blade is very afraid, even the invisible and intangible realm can be broken.

You must know that even if the seven heavens and eight heavens are gods and demons, if there is no condensed micro domain, there is nothing to do with the domain, but since the blade of the demon **** can cut through the power of the domain, its sharpness can be seen.

Su Qin's thoughts fluctuated and put the Demon God's Blade back into the system space.

The system space is unique. Su Qin in the magic cave world only needs to put the treasures obtained by signing into the system space, and Su Qin in Chang'an City can take out the Demon God's Blade from the system space.

vice versa.

"The field is just beginning and needs to be stable."

Su Qin slowly closed his eyes again and fell into practice again.

It took Su Qin two years to condense the micro-domain, and naturally planned to completely stabilize the domain before considering other things.

...

And after Su Qin continued to retreat,

Ruan Qing outside the East Palace was inexplicably shocked.

Just now, the vitality of the heavens and the earth in a radius of hundreds of miles shook together. If Ruan Qing hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never believe it.

Even if it is a mythic warrior, the limit of control over the power of heaven and earth is Baili. As for hundreds of miles, it is probably only those real peak myths that can be touched.

"The master is too strong..."

Ruan Qing sighed lightly, his face full of awe.

For more than a year, Su Qin did not prevent Ruan Qing from practicing. On the contrary, in the first year, he often gave instructions to Ruan Qing.

But now, with the help of the training environment in the East Palace that is not inferior to overseas, coupled with the revival of vitality and Su Qin's occasional guidance, his cultivation base has been improved again and reached the peak of the Triple Heaven.

Even Ruan Qing had a faint illusion that as long as he was given decades or hundreds of years, he would be sure to break through the shackles and enter the realm of the four heavens.

You must know that even if it is overseas, the myth of the Four Heavens is enough to serve as the elder protector of the great Pope. It can be said that he is second only to the powerhouse under the head of the deputy head.

Ruan Qing originally thought that he had no hope of reaching this level for the rest of his life, but after only less than two years in Chang'an City, he saw hope.

"The revival of vitality is becoming more apparent..."

Ruan Qing looked towards the sky and muttered to himself.

He was able to make progress so quickly, of course, in a big way, from Su Qin's guidance, but the influence of the world and the environment is also not small.

"Almost two years have passed."

"The recovery of the vitality tide is much faster than I thought. The head teachers of the Great Sect overseas should have noticed it?"

A trace of worry appeared on Ruan Qing's face.

Even though the heads of the great Pope didn’t believe in the existence of the great contended place at first, they thought that overseas would continue to flourish, but with the passage of time, the tide of vitality has become more intense. With the patience of those heads, they must be aware what.

"However, with the master's strength, even in the face of the Great Sect, which has been passed down for thousands of years, he should be qualified to negotiate..."

Ruan Qing guessed in his heart.

...

...

Just when Su Qin was in retreat, the world gradually fell into stability.

A man wearing a blood-colored robe appeared out of thin air, strolling in the air, wherever he passed, the breath enveloped everything, suppressing everything.

All the warriors were terrified. Under the aura of the man in the scarlet robe, they didn't even dare to lift their heads and knelt down one after another, as if they were welcoming the supreme monarch.

After the scarlet robe man left completely, some warriors barely straightened their waists.

"He, who is he?"

"Why is the breath so terrifying?"

"Is it a martial arts myth to control the air and ride the wind?"

Countless warriors trembled in their hearts and kept talking.

Even with the revival of vitality and cultivation easier now, the existence of martial arts myth level is still unattainable.

Ever since the Mengyuan State Master passed away in a flash and was killed by Su Qin outside Chang'an City, no new martial arts myth has been born in the world.

But now, the man in the blood-colored robe caused a huge wave in everyone's heart.

At this moment, another news came out.

"Isn't he the mythical ancestor who killed the door two hundred years ago?"

The news just came out, and the whole arena of martial arts exploded.

The mythical ancestor of the blood killing door disappeared by crossing the sea more than two hundred years ago.

Not only the mythical ancestor of the Blood Killing Sect, but all the mythical warriors who crossed the sea in the past have never returned.

"The world is going to be in chaos again..."

An elderly warrior thought sadly in his heart.

...

And at this moment.

The ancestor of the Mythical Blood Killing Sect wearing a blood-colored robe came outside the total rudder of the Blood Killing Sect.

"Yep?"

"no one?"

The ancestor of the Blood Killing Sect frowned, and the terrifying spiritual thoughts covered every inch, and finally he found a Blood Killing Sect disciple hiding nearby.

"Patriarch."

"Master, you are finally back..."

The blood killer disciple immediately burst into tears.

Every disciple of the Blood Killing Sect had to bow down to worship the portrait of the Patriarch of Blood Killing when they started.

Therefore, this disciple of the Blood Killing Sect immediately recognized the Blood Killing Patriarch.

"In the end what happened?"

The Patriarch of the Blood Killer frowned.

"Patriarch, I killed the disciple of the scattered sect who was persecuted by Tang's martial arts myth..."

The disciple of the Blood Kill Sect quickly explained what had happened over the years.

"Tang Guo?"

"Wulin myth?"

"It's not bad. I didn't expect that in the two hundred years I left, another martial arts myth was born."

The Patriarch of Blood Killing nodded slightly, as if admiring the younger generation.

"but."

"Since you dare to provoke me to kill the door, you are looking for death."

A trace of murderous intent flashed in the depths of the Patriarch of Blood Killing.

"Patriarch, the martial arts myth of Tang, once separated by thousands of miles, used the heavenly divine light to kill the three top-notch ones who killed me with blood. Patriarch, you have to avenge us..."

The blood killer disciple said again.

"what?"

"Shoot thousands of miles apart?"

The look of Patriarch Blood Killing, which had always been calm and composed, finally changed.

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