In the land of the beginning, in the chaotic world, Ning Chen's three bodies appeared together, forcibly integrating the power of chaos.
The shocking power, primitive and violent, infinitely atavistic.
Among the two chaotic forces, Feng Mo's twin bodies burned the source within his body, pushing the fusion of the two chaotic forces with all his strength.
In the middle, Ning Chen's body stretched out his arms, his peerless foundation was fully unfolded, and he forcibly pulled the two forces of chaos that protected and repelled each other.
Falling into madness, the three faces were hideous, and the last strength erupted.
Chaos merged, a terrifying pressure swayed, and the surrounding, the cage of heaven and earth that Wan Jian had turned into immediately collapsed.
Outside the cage of heaven and earth, the small gourd was impacted, and the small body was shocked and flew out.
"pain."
A hundred feet away, the little gourd stopped, his mouth twitched, and tears welled up in his big eyes.
"Little gourd, stay away."
In the violent fusion of Chaos Qi, the voice of fate came out and shouted.
"Um!"
Hearing the words, Xiao Hulu nodded, turned around immediately, and flew towards the rear.
At the center of the Chaos Qi, the Phoenix Demon double-bodied pushes the Chaos Force, gradually approaching the body in the middle.
Finally, when the three bodies were reintegrated, the two chaotic auras also merged into one.
In an instant, the incomparably violent coercion swept out, like the power of heaven, unmatched.
Knowing the fate of going against the sky, combining the three kinds of primordial chaos, forcibly creating a new chaotic energy, infinitely close to the legendary chaotic mother energy.
"drink!"
Ning Chen let out a deep drink, and phoenix fire surged out from all over his body, and began to forge his sword.
In the phoenix fire, the four immortal swords floated up and down, and around, the energy of chaos and innate power permeated, constantly flocking to the four immortal swords.
The recasting of the broken sword was not a day's work. In the turbulent phoenix fire, the four swords of Zhuxian trembled with joy.
Ten years later, on the four broken swords, less than one-tenth was repaired, and the extremely slow process showed the difficulty of forging swords.
The four swords of Zhuxian, which are famous in ancient times, were born in chaos and have been nurtured for an unknown number of years. Now, although Zhiming has accelerated the recasting of the four swords with great supernatural powers, it is still slow and unbearable.
Ten years, ten years... In the blink of an eye, a hundred years passed, and in the surging phoenix fire, the four broken swords finally gave birth to a blade that was visible to the naked eye.
But, it's not enough!
"drink!"
In the phoenix fire, Ning Chen's whole body, the source of the four images manifested, blessing the power of the phoenix fire.
After a hundred years of casting swords, on the four immortal swords, shimmers of light flowed, and the divinity gradually recovered, and finally began to have the appearance of a fairy.
In the distance, the little gourd that has been waiting for a hundred years is going to roll around in boredom, flying around in the pervading innate air, doing nothing all day.
However, in the past hundred years, Xiao Hulu has also grown a lot, nourishing himself with the help of innate energy, and a pair of beautiful eyes that are very spiritual.
The process of casting a sword is boring and long. Time flies outside. In the chaotic world, it is difficult to feel the flow of any time.
For hundreds of years, at the junction of the God Realm and the human world, one after another large cracks have appeared continuously, crisscrossing each other, which has attracted the attention of many people.
In the world, the experts of the imperial way have begun to perceive the unusualness of these large cracks.
And in the fluctuating light star field, on a big life star, Luo Xingchen and others are still cultivating in the source crystal tower, and have never appeared.
Xia Ziyi and Qi Wang, who are the strongest in the underworld, have already cultivated to the peak of the fourth realm, but they are all restricted by the barrier of the heaven realm, making it difficult to step into them.
At the same time, in the east of the God Realm, an astonishing divine light shot straight into the sky, cold and ruthless.
In the divine light, a woman in a white dress volleyed into the sky, holding the Supreme Divine Sword, her white hair dancing wildly in the wind.
The morning is like blue silk and twilight Chengxue. In order to save Ning Chen's life, Mu Chengxue, who was completely transformed into the Supreme Being, is now back in the fifth realm.
The Supreme Being Forgets Love, even the Three Realms can be called the top-level exercises. After Mu Chengxue incarnated as the Supreme Being, he gradually showed amazing power.
Taishang returned to the realm of heaven, and above the nine heavens, the wind and thunder were violent, and the heavenly calamity fell.
In the hands of Mu Chengxue, the Supreme Divine Sword slashed past, and the icy sword light directly cut through the clouds, dividing the sky into two.
Over the calamity, countless people from all sides of the God Realm felt it, and their eyes turned to the east.
Shuiyun Divine Palace, inside the majestic palace, Empress Shuiyun sat up, her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly.
What is this power
Too forgetful!
The curtain was raised, and the shadow of Empress Shuiyun appeared, reflecting the face of the country and the city.
The water-colored dress covered the exquisite jade body, but it couldn't stop the fatal temptation.
Empress Shuiyun, the legendary number one beauty in the God Realm, once made countless people crazy, but in the end, no one could kiss Fangze alone.
Tens of thousands of years ago, the Empress achieved the throne and killed all those who were scheming. Since then, no one dared to have any bad illusions about this number one beauty in the God Realm.
Today, Empress Shuiyun came out of the curtain again and walked down the palace step by step.
Below, the concubines of Shuiyun half-kneeled and saluted, their expressions full of respect.
"You stay in the imperial palace, and this seat goes out."
In the conversation, Empress Shuiyun walked out of the imperial palace and walked towards the east.
In the southern border of the God Realm, in the northwest, in the underworld, the returning underworld Lord Yan sat in the hall for a hundred years, waiting for someone to come.
However, after a hundred years, the person who wanted to wait has never come.
Finally, in the hall, on the throne, the Underworld Lord Yan got up and walked away.
In the depths of the underworld, in the cemetery of Yama in the Ten Halls, the old man guarding the tomb felt a little sigh.
On this trip to the world, Yan Jun's soul has returned, but the person who was waiting has never returned.
Yan Jun from the underworld left the underworld again, and the sedan chair drove out of the nameless ghost land, heading towards the unknown land.
In the east of the God Realm, for a hundred years, in the divine court, nine fighting gods descended one after another, chasing and killing the traitor Qingjian.
However, after a hundred years of chasing and killing, every time they fought each other, the nine fighting gods were shocked to find that Qing Jian's strength was getting stronger and stronger.
The last time, the five fighting gods were dispatched at the same time, blocking Qingjian's way forward. In the end, it ended in a disastrous defeat.
After the First World War, the entire divine court was in an uproar, and the gods were shocked.
The God of Fighting generals can be said to be the highest combat power in the court of God, and now, even all the generals of the God of Fighting have been defeated.
"God Lord!"
In front of the Dragon Throne, an old court official came out and said, "You can't tolerate it any longer, let's send an army to encircle and suppress it."
"No."
After hearing the words, the God of War God stepped out immediately, and said in a condensed voice, "When the army goes on an expedition, it will cost the people and money. Besides, although Qingjian rebelled out of the court of God, but did not make any resentment, there is no need to make such a big move."
"God fights against the gods, the gods have given you a hundred years of time, and you still haven't been able to capture the traitor Qingjian back to the gods. Do you have to wait for the day when Qingjian enters the gods?" Shen Court veteran Shen Shen sound.
Tianchao looked at the old man in front of him, squinted slightly, and said, "If the gods are not satisfied with our fighting gods, you can go into battle in person."
"you!"
The old minister of the divine court was furious, and finally suppressed the anger in his heart, and immediately bowed to the Lord of the divine court on the dragon throne, saying, "God Lord, the God of War will be so rude to the old minister, and ask the Lord of God to be the master of the old minister."
"God, you step back."
On the dragon seat, the Lord of the Divine Court said lightly, "According to the words of the Divine Division, do you want to dispatch a large army to kill Qingjian?"
"good."
Below, the old minister known as the Shensi replied, "Qingjian betrayed the court of God and trespassed in Jingtian Pavilion. He has already committed an unforgivable death penalty. The minister suggested to send a large army to encircle and suppress it, and no longer give this traitor any chance."
On the dragon seat, after thinking for a moment, the Lord of the Divine Court nodded and said, "Precise!"
Below, one after another, the fighting gods have heard it, and their expressions are all sinking.
The Lord of God would actually listen to the words of the Lord of the Gods, which also means that the Lord of God no longer trusts them
Three days later, in the court of God, a hundred thousand troops descended to the realm, beating drums and beating the world, dark clouds covered the sun.
Below, countless ordinary people looked at the sky scene with shock on their faces.
Three thousand miles east of Xichuan, in an ordinary and unremarkable Taoist temple, Qing Jian woke up from his practice and looked at the sky, his eyes flashing cold.
In the sky, in front of the 100,000-strong army, three men in heavy armor stood still, all with unfamiliar faces.
In the Taoist temple, Qingjian stood up, a three-pointed two-edged sword appeared in his hand, stepped out in one step, and shot straight into the sky.
Since God Court wants to fight, he will fight!
"kill!"
In front of the 100,000 army in the court, three men spoke and ordered.
Major events in the divine realm and the human world are frequent, and signs of troubled times are first appearing. At the same time, even more terrible things are happening in the Western Buddhist realm.
On Mount Sumeru, the dark clouds cover the sun, obscuring all the breath.
Under the black cloud, countless demons appeared, with black energy lingering, unable to see the real face.
A hundred years ago, the changes in Foshan, the truth of Foshan's cannibalism spread, Cihang left, and the power of belief in Sumeru's Foshan has been weakened to an unprecedented level. At present, the invasion of the demon army, the rapidity of which is too fast to cover the ears, has blocked Foshan.
In front of the army of the demon world, a man in black stood still, and the black magic armor was engraved with enchanting lines, which was extraordinary.
"Grand Commander!"
In the back, a coquettish demon woman spoke and said respectfully, "The Demon Venerable ordered to attack the mountain immediately."
The man in black nodded and said calmly, "Kill!"
With an order, Wan Mo was ordered to turn into a black mist and quickly swept up the mountain.
Above Foshan, Xilai Buddha sat cross-legged on a lotus platform, and the Buddha's horn sounded in his mouth.
"Amitabha!"
Below, the Bodhisattvas and Arhats looked heavy, felt the power of the demon, and felt powerless in their hearts.
"Xilai Buddha, this seat is here to give you the last ride."
At this moment, in the void, an unparalleled figure emerged from the chest of demonic energy, and a terrifying coercion filled the air, making it difficult for all the Bodhisattvas to move.
The Lord of the Demon Realm visited Sumeru Foshan in person, and the end of the calamity in Foshan has come, and no one can reverse it.
Outside Foshan, the great commander of the demon world came with a large army, a blood-soaked great commander of the robbery, no one could match.
"Demon Lord."
The great commander of the demon world came, clasped his fists and saluted.
"Yaofeng, when you go to Foshan, how can you not pay attention to the etiquette and manners, your blood is too rude." In the surging demonic energy, the Lord of Demons said.
"Yes!"
Yao Feng nodded, and the demonic current circulated around his body, wiping the blood off the armor. At the same time, on a barren land in the Buddhist world, Cihang Bodhisattva, who was doing good deeds and forgiveness, saw the dark clouds filling the sky over Foshan, and frowned slightly.