Is this still a lid?
Wang Xuan felt like he was moving a mountain. It was so heavy that as soon as he moved it off the ground, he was exhausted and almost fainted.
He was about to be crushed to pieces, his spirit body was unstable, he moved with difficulty, ready to smash it out!
Outside, a group of sword cultivators, sword lights flashing, murderous aura rising to the sky!
They were ready to launch the most fierce attack, with flying swords in groups, small spears as thick as chopsticks, and small knives as long as a palm, all with terrifying sharpness. If they really poured down, a mountain would be flattened, and Wang Xuan would not have a good end.
If it was in the outside world, Wang Xuan would have no time at all. In an instant, the sword cultivator would mobilize a sky full of weapons to roar over and dismember him!
But when he was in the interior, everything was different.
The sword cultivators' movements seemed extremely slow to him now.
They should be speaking, but they seem to be tongue-tied and their speech is stagnant.
The flying sword that should have shot out like lightning was now crawling like a snail. The small spear as long as a chopstick was like a hibernating snake that had just awakened, raising its head lazily and moving sluggishly.
A group of sword cultivators were controlling objects with their minds and were launching an extremely sharp and fierce attack, but now it was as if the pause button had been pressed.
It’s not that the people outside have slowed down, but because Wang Xuan’s thoughts in the inner world are much faster than people can imagine, and he is always in the empty and clear time.
It is precisely because of this that many people believe that one minute in this world may be one or two years, or even many years in the inner world.
Wang Xuan was no longer impatient, he had plenty of time.
Now, facing the killing calamity, surrounded by dozens of herbal medicine masters, he could only activate the lid. When he first saw it, it had torn apart the inner scene treasure, and its power was terrifying!
"No, it's too heavy!" Wang Xuan put it down with a bang. He was really exhausted and was about to explode under the pressure.
With a thud, the entire interior scene shook violently. This was an extremely rare event.
The interior is empty, quiet, and cold. There is no sound all year round, let alone vibrations. It seems that this mysterious place will never change until the end of time.
Now it has an echo.
He used his spiritual body to operate the most powerful scripture recorded on the stone slab. In an instant, the mysterious factors in the inner world fell like a torrential rain, which was far more amazing than the effect of the pre-Qin root method!
He was stunned by the unprecedented concentration of the divine factor. It was overwhelming, born from nothingness and falling down.
He took a deep breath, and his spiritual body was nourished by a large amount of mysterious factors, and it regained its vitality. This time, his spiritual body was truly revealed, like a smaller version of him.
He tried to move the lid again, and all kinds of wonderful scenes appeared: blurry fairy mountains, the falling sun, and the vast ocean with crashing waves. They condensed with his spirit in the inner scene and became stronger than ever before.
The ground seemed to be shaking slightly. He succeeded. Wang Xuan felt like he was carrying a tangible dome!
…
"Kill!" In the outside world, the swordsman shouted.
Others shouted, "Take it easy. Don't chop him into pieces. Cut off his limbs and nail him to the ground. Leave him alive. We still have many questions to ask him!"
The sword light was like a rainbow, and more than a dozen weapons formed a net that rushed up from in front of them with a whistling sound. Everyone was convinced that this kind of power at this level could kill all enemies and no one could stop it.
What kind of extraordinary old monk who is indestructible and has refined his body into a demon that is more powerful than divine weapons and blades, cannot escape the fate of being tortured to death in the face of hordes of sword cultivators. The flying swords are indestructible!
What does it matter if this young man is a genius? It is useless to open the inner scene. He has no time to accumulate and cannot survive the invincible body. After the chaos of swords, he will only be a cripple.
"Hehe... be gentle, don't be chopped to pieces." The people from Heluo Star and Oula Star were also shouting, all with smiles on their faces.
Wang Xuan used all his strength to smash the lid out, aiming it at the group of sword cultivators. It was indeed a treasure, and its speed did not decrease after leaving the inner scene, so the inside and outside had little effect on it.
The lid fell towards a group of sword cultivators and collided with several flying swords. It was only a few meters away from those humans when something strange happened.
boom!
The lid was attacked and chopped by the flying sword, and the group of sword cultivators tried to guide it through the method of mind control, but the result seemed to stimulate it and released astonishing energy.
It stirred up soft ripples that continued to expand and ripple outward in circles. The flying swords exploded instantly, just like fragile dragonflies, cicadas and other insects being hit by high-speed bullets. They all exploded and the flying swords became iron filings.
The ripples spread, affecting the sword cultivators. The smiles on their faces froze, and cracks appeared on their faces, densely packed all over their bodies. Then, with a puffing sound, all of them disintegrated.
Wang Xuan was shocked. Even though he had already guessed the power of the lid, he was still terrified!
He had experienced this when he first met him.
What a terrifying place the inner scene of the edge of the secret land is? Not only are there earth immortals, but also feathered strongmen, as well as creatures such as the Golden Winged Dapeng and the Thousand Hands True God, who were strangled to death at the entrance.
However, such a powerful rare treasure inside was almost destroyed when it was slightly hit by the glowing lid and cracked.
If Wang Xuan had not been a spiritual being at that time and had not hidden in the inner world, he would have died as well, without leaving any trace.
The lid fluttered, and as it fell, ripples formed very soft circles that spread out into the distance.
"No!"
All the people on Heluo Star screamed in horror. That peaceful and sacred aura spread to them and they had no way to escape.
Some people were running away at a fast speed, but they could not be faster than the light circles. With a slight sweep, the group of people were shattered and turned into pieces of blood mist.
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