In the depths of the galaxy, the beacon fires are in the sky, the gods and demons are fighting, the Taishang intervenes, and the situation of the Jiuyou Demon Sovereign is immediately in danger.
At a critical moment, Zhiming reached the battlefield and shot to stop Taishang.
We knew each other when we were young, but now they are facing each other, the sword screams, and the heart hurts even more.
The immortal sword and the divine sword were constantly clashing, but there was no change in Ning Chen's face, and the sword was already screaming constantly.
The heart, the sword breath, the heart and the breath, even though Ning Chen tried his best to hide the change in his mood, the sound of the sword revealed the helplessness of the swordsman.
The play of fate is never-ending. From childhood admiration, hard chasing, and hard work to restore, after all, it is no match for the ruthlessness of fate.
Incarnation is too high, Mu Chengxue's eyes can no longer see any human emotions, and the cold light is dazzling as the sword's edge reaches.
In the battle situation, the phoenix fire was blazing, but it was a cold that could not warm people's hearts. Ning Chen crossed the sword and shouted, and the sword light rushed to the sky.
No more mercy, Ning Chen burst into a peerless foundation, full of evil spirits, and the yellow spring on the sword appeared.
The master and the apprentice joined forces, one to block the power of the gods, the other to fight too high, a battle that cannot be defeated, how can we show mercy because of the past.
Taishang is now recruiting, his eyes are full of darkness, the undercurrent is surging, he has become famous in ancient times, and gods and Buddhas are frightened.
Under the pressure of the forbidden move, Ning Chen's sword stance turned, and the sword flow of ten thousand swords surged out, the peerless sword power, to meet the sword of the supreme.
The two moves collided, and the sky changed dramatically. The divine sword and the immortal sword confronted each other.
Cold, completely cold, unable to find the slightest warmth in the past, the morning is like blue silk and twilight turns into snow, blue silk turns into snow, and the beautiful woman has passed away.
They were so close to each other that they couldn't see each other's shadow when they looked at each other. The magic weapons in their hands crossed each other, extremely fast, extremely fast.
Xingzhiju and Phoenix are extremely fast, and now they are facing each other head-to-head, whether it is fast or fast, and the fast can't even keep up with the time.
Quick moves confront each other, and gradually, around the two of them, everything seems to slow down, the flowers are not fragrant, and the birds are unknown.
The power beyond the boundaries of the world is unclear, the way is unclear, the strength of the two is fully displayed in the battle, and it is still growing rapidly.
Not far away, Jiuyou fought against the gods, and the battle was in full swing. The devil's body was stained with blood, and every drop of the devil's blood turned into devil flames and burned, blessing the devil's power.
Xuan Jiejiu changed into a black long spear, with monstrous demonic energy, every time he slashed, an astonishing bloodstain would be drawn on the void.
The time of destiny is getting closer and closer, and Jiuyou's body is shaking more and more violently, as if he will transcend this world at any time and reach a higher realm.
The Dao of Heaven is already the extremity of Dao, and no matter how high the realm is, there is only Dao transformation.
Transforming into the Dao with the body is beyond redemption.
In the star space, the ubiquitous will of the gods manipulates the power of the big world to suppress the demons, with thunderous thunder and monstrous flames.
The world-shattering fear, the limit beyond the limit, the world-shattering battle that cannot be described in words has long exceeded the cultivator's understanding.
The battle of the four became more and more intense, and the stars were destroyed one by one. The ultimate way, even the stars seemed so fragile.
The immemorial ancient sword traverses the past and the present, a sword slashes across it, and the sword travels a zhang, and the power is superimposed by one point.
The power of the overlapping swords increased several times in the blink of an eye. Ning Chen swung his sword and blocked the might of the sword. The terrifying power came, and his body slipped out a hundred meters.
A hundred feet away, Ning Chen forcibly stabilized his figure, and before he could blink, the Supreme Divine Sword came to him again.
A ruthless sword that presses to the point of death, how could the sword of the Supreme Being be merciful.
"Uh!"
A sword entered his body, blood stained the divine sword, Ning Chen groaned, his left hand grabbed the divine sword directly, his eyes looked at the white-haired woman in front of him, and the sadness in his eyes could no longer be concealed.
No more words, more words are useless, Ning Chen waved the immortal sword in his hand and chopped it down.
The bright sword light is dazzling and dazzling. Although people are invited, the sword is not merciful.
The Divine Sword was restrained, but Mu Chengxue's icy expression did not change.
Taishang Wangqing, a peerless exercise that is famous in ancient times, even if it is not inferior to Tianshu, now, Mu Chengxue incarnates Taishang, the majesty of Taishang is immeasurable, and vaguely, it is actually suppressing the fate.
In the distance, Xuan Jiuyou faced the highest god of the six heavens, and the battle was at a disadvantage. Although the magic power was shocking, the power of the gods was endless.
The master and the apprentice are in a critical situation together, and the destiny is ultimately irreversible.
Not wanting fate to be manipulated by God's will again, Ning Chen swiped his left hand across the blade of the sword, and blood gushed out.
The blood-stained sword is glamorous and dazzling, and the blood on the sword illuminates the battle situation.
"There are rounds of birth, rounds of death, rounds of rounds of life and death."
The divine power reappeared, at the foot of Ning Chen, the black and white Taiji diagram appeared, and the breath of the gods and demons circulated, like a god king coming to the world, earth-shattering.
The coiled Taiji map slowly lifted into the air, with a steady stream of power, Ning Chen moved, and instantly came to Mu Chengxue.
"Too Shang Wangqing, the Way of Seven Absolutes!"
When a powerful enemy came, Mu Chengxue reappeared in the forbidden style, and all over his body, seven illusory shadows appeared, reincarnating in the seventh world, and destroying the Tao.
Seven generations joined together, slashing with one sword, destroying the sky and destroying the earth.
At a distance of ten feet, the two of them collided with each other.
"Uh!"
With a muffled groan, the sky was stained with blood, and in front of Ning Chen, a terrifying sword mark appeared, and white bones loomed.
Ahead, the white-haired woman stepped forward, her ruthless eyes did not change in the slightest.
In the distant battle situation, Xuan Jiuyou felt that his disciple's life was in danger, and his blood was burning wildly.
Twenty times the offensive, the universe collapsed, and a black spear burst out of the sky, slashing towards the distance.
For a moment of distraction, between heaven and earth, the will of the gods was suppressed, and terrifying cracks appeared all over Xuan Jiuyou's body, and the body became more and more unstable.
On the starry sky, the black spear light pressed down and stretched for thousands of miles. Mu Chengxue's eyes sank, and the foundation was pushed to the limit, and he blocked the attack.
The magic power moves the world and is unmatched. The corner of Mu Chengxue's mouth is vermilion red, dyed red and white.
"Master, I can come!"
During the battle, Ning Chen suppressed the injuries in his body and said.
"You have to remember that she is too good."
Xuan Jiuyou only said one sentence, and did not say more. Although love is precious, it cannot bury reason.
In the distance, Ning Chen was silent and nodded.
Immortal Slaughter appeared in the world, the suffocating energy filled the sky, and Immortal Execution and Slaughtering Immortal appeared together, and Ning Chen's breath rose again.
No mercy, Ning Chen's whole body rose up with silver light, stepping into the realm of the gods, and converging with all his strengths.
The majestic sword pressure is like a storm, like a torrent. The sword of fate is no longer affected by emotions.
Ten meters away, Mu Chengxue raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, looking at the man in front of him with cold eyes, and murderous intent gradually appeared in his eyes.
"Jingle Bell."
At this moment, at the end of the starry sky, the ghostly atmosphere filled the air, and three dragon corpses pulled the immortal sedan chair and drove quickly. In the immortal sedan chair, the underworld Yan Jun, who was wearing a red wedding dress, covered his head with a red veil to hide his charming face.
During the battle, Ning Chen and Mu Chengxue felt the aura of death in the distance, and their expressions changed.
"Underworld Yan Jun!" Mu Chengxue's eyes erupted with murderous intent, and said coldly.