Chapter 1929: Even in Death, Launch a Sacred Sword Duel Against the True Fairy

Eight Steps of Nirvana; this step, the Great Sun Sword Disciple has prepared for far too long.

Long before entering the Time Fault, he had already deduced a success rate of ninety-nine point nine percent, yet could never reach one hundred percent.

Now, having met the true Eight Steps Disciple, this final puzzle piece is complete.

The true scripture of the Eight Steps of Nirvana has already emerged into the world.

"The 'Dharma-Extinguishing Sun Eight Steps Breaking Limits Chapter'; this scripture can be passed down through the ages, left for future generations to provide reference."

This is the first time she has felt such pain from taking a Marrow-Washing Pill; it must be because her body's constitution is simply too poor. Most likely, after giving birth, she did not observe any confinement period, and her body collapsed.

Hearing Mu Jin's voice, Princess Minghui, slightly disheveled, snapped back to her senses, instinctively wiping the corners of her eyes, and met Mu Jin's clear apricot eyes.

I still couldn't distinguish the situation; I was sitting on Xia Li's Dream-Eating Tapir. That Dream-Eating Tapir's speed was in no way inferior, like a galloping thousand-li horse, yet still bumpy, so I instinctively hugged Xia Li's waist.

Yun Mo was stunned; after thinking for a long time, he sighed: "I am not from this world; I come from another mortal world, a descendant of the Dragon." Chu Mo was stunned.

Just like the mad experiment at the volcano crater last time, Bai Yu once again injected spiritual energy into the cells, granting them autonomy and selectivity.

"I will make you acknowledge my black pupil!" Twirling a sword flourish, Red Pupil pointed Yu Village's blade at Black Pupil.

Qin Feng glanced over, drove his subordinate beast controllers to charge at the Taowu; during the charge they merged with each other, reaching the level of an Immortal Beast.

Some people had originally thought the opponent's spiritual power would not last long, yet for a full half-day, they remained in a defensive phase. Even with their cultivation, they found it incredible. Of course, battles between high-level cultivators are usually counted in days and nights; a few hours or a day or two simply cannot decide a victor.

"Isn't this still what you said? What evidence do you have to prove what you say is true?" a bearded general shouted in dissatisfaction.

"Good, good, you are treating me as a friend. I have been seeking nothing else. Then let us discuss specifically how to decorate." Liu Daquan, seeing Ye Shao agree, said excitedly.

Su Yang's method was indeed good; this way many troubles could be saved, and the danger coefficient could also be reduced.

Zhe Erba sat listlessly beneath the Silver Grape Tree, watching the Silver Grapes that had already borne fruit; a fiery heat burned in his eyes.

A huge silver moon rose from the other side of the desert, coating the vast land with a hazy silver light, its edges faintly reddening. From Jiang Yao's angle, Xi Ning's figure happened to fall exactly in the center of the disk; in an instant she was like the Moon Palace Fairy, her facial contours becoming blurred, leaving only a slender shadow, poised to fly.

Jiang Zaiyuan walked out of Liangshan Town onto a wide road; at this moment it was already noon. Jiang Zaiyuan suddenly felt a bit hungry, so he sat down on a stone block by the roadside, took out dried rations, drank water, and ate slowly.

However, the constitution altered by the Fairy's refined blood had an enhanced effect on recovery; Jiang Zaiyuan only felt the burned places on his body begin to heal themselves. The "hiss-hiss" sounds of healing emanated from several places on his body; the pain gradually weakened, so comfortable that Jiang Zaiyuan was about to fall asleep.

The peach-blossom vortex in mid-air spun wildly, drilling half a foot deep into the Thought Wall, but to advance even one inch further was extremely difficult.

With Luo Huai's help, Zhou Ziyu sat up, moved both arms; no pain like the usual bone-breaking, heart-piercing agony came from the shoulder.

Although she had just decided to make a scene and make up for the frustration of being scolded again and again by her aunt on his body, but... what should she do if she suddenly felt very good now?

This time he was obedient, quietly letting go of his hand. I stepped back several paces, putting distance between us.