Heaven, Heaven, the seventh heaven of the Nine Heavens, the gate of heaven opened, Zhiming, Fan Lingyue, and Liming entered the gate of heaven and entered the heaven.
The vast and boundless world, surrounded by clouds and mists, is like a fairyland, detached from the mundane.
In the sky, there are almost no ordinary people, all living beings are powerful and unusual, and the existence of the fourth and even the fifth realm is not uncommon.
However, the only ones who really dominate this world are those Great Dao saints, who are unknowable and invisible.
The rules of the avenue exist in every corner of the world, and the saint of the avenue is the incarnation of the avenue, aloof and powerful.
"he came."
Just when Zhiming came to the sky, in a shrine surrounded by colorful rays of light, Lord Mo opened his eyes and said.
"This disciple you accepted in the human world is really impressive to us."
On the side, Saint White Lotus, who was visiting the temple, said lightly.
"What can the reincarnated body of the Immortal Realm do? This seat is looking forward to it." Lord Mo smiled.
In the east of the sky, in a holy place surrounded by floating clouds, when the three of them arrived, they felt a powerful and unusual aura.
The will of heaven and earth permeates the whole world, the Dao gives birth to wisdom, and with incarnation, it is the source of the catastrophe of heaven and earth.
The Dao is the rule. When the rules have subjective will, how can the world be balanced.
Previously, Pluto was suppressed, and the saints of the Great Dao could only crawl and dare not take other actions. Now that Pluto has fallen, there is no one in the world who can check and balance the saints.
When Ning Chen and Fan Lingyue saw the three avenue saints appearing in the world, they understood the origin of the catastrophe.
The will of the saint determines the survival of the world. Such a thing is absurd and ironic.
Therefore, Ning Chen and Fan Lingyue came to heaven.
The world can no longer afford the next catastrophe.
They came here for only one purpose, beheading!
If you can slay all the saints in the sky, and let the Dao return to its original state, the rise and fall of the world will not have to be controlled by anyone.
In the east of the seventh heaven, a middle-aged man dressed in water blue opened his eyes and looked into the distance with a cold expression on his face.
This murder is disgusting.
"Thank you for being able to accompany me to this place." Ning Chen said softly.
"Thanks are redundant."
Fan Lingyue looked into the distance and calmly said, "You know my lifelong wish, for the prosperity of the world, not to mention slaughtering all saints, even if I destroy the entire Jiuzhongtian, I will not have any hesitation."
"The saints and the following are all ants. Before, I didn't understand, but now I understand."
Ning Chen felt the pressure between heaven and earth, and said with a cold expression, "I don't like the feeling that my destiny is in the hands of others."
"Then kill all those who are in charge of our destiny!" Fan Lingyue said lightly.
"Respect is worse than obedience."
Ning Chen replied calmly, "From today onwards, we will recover the dignity that was played with in the past bit by bit!"
"An ant is always just an ant, and dares to move the face of the sky!"
At this moment, in the void, the water ripples, the rich spiritual energy of heaven and earth permeates the air, and the void rises with turbulent waves. Amidst the turbulent waves, a middle-aged man dressed in water-blue clothes walks out, his breath is powerful and shocking.
The moment the middle-aged man appeared, in the void, a bridge of the Great Dao manifested. The true Saint of the Great Dao, with the Dao as his body, held the source of the waters of heaven, earth, and water.
At the moment when the Sage Qingshui appeared, Ning Chen's body suddenly sank, and he actually felt that he was struggling to stand.
The physique of the water of chaos is controlled by the avenue of water. Under the saints, the strongest martial arts masters are only stronger ants.
"Sister Lime, back away."
Ning Chen opened his mouth, looked at the saint in front of him, and said softly.
"Be careful."
Lime just exhorted, and then withdrew from the battle without saying anything more.
The battle was about to start, Ning Chen's whole body was full of sword intent, and four immortal swords were born.
Zhu Xian's four swords came out, fierce and powerful, and with Ning Chen as the center, the sword roared and roared, and after ten thousand years of hard work, the swordsmanship was accomplished.
In the rear, Fan Lingyue did not take action, but chose to watch the battle.
She and Ning Chen have never fought against a powerful person at the level of a saint of the Great Dao. There are too many unknowns in this battle.
However, no matter how much the public knows, they can no longer leave their fate to others to play with.
In the void, the Sage Qingshui raised his hand, and the sky was crushed by the shocking waves. The source of extremely rich water sealed the space.
Around Ning Chen's body, the sword lights quickly collapsed under the impact of the source of water. Facing the avenue, all the power seemed so weak.
In the blink of an eye, vermilion appeared on Ning Chen's body, and the Four Great Immortal Swords were suppressed by the Law of the Great Dao, and they screamed violently.
Outside the boundless time and space, the ink master walked out of the colorful temple, looked into the distance, and a little streamer flashed in the vicissitudes of the eyes.
The Sage of Qingshui is the ruler of the East, mastering the source of water between heaven and earth. The most powerful place is the endless vitality. Water is the source of life, and the Sage of Qingshui is an immortal existence.
In the east of the sky, Ning Chen also felt the strength of the Sage Qingshui, and with a deep shout, the divine flames around his body rose into the sky.
The flame that burns the sky and boils the sea, the three forces of phoenix, demon, and god are intertwined, and the water vapor between the heavens and the earth is burnt out, and the source of the power of the Sage Qingshui is to be cut off.
Around Ning Chen's body, on the four immortal swords, different flames ignited, and on the sword of Ning Chen's life, the Jue Immortal Sword, raging blood flames ignited.
Water and fire were incompatible, and after a stalemate for a moment, Ning Chen moved, and instantly reached the front of Sage Qingshui.
boom!
In front of the Sage Qingshui, the water light condensed into the sky, blocking the edge of the immortal sword.
In the blink of an eye, Sage Qingshui raised his hand and pressed it on the blade of the sword in Ning Chen's hand. Immediately, the source of water erupted, and Ning Chen's body flew out directly, hitting a distant mountain peak.
The collapsed immortal mountain, gravel flying, Ning Chen's figure swept out, looking at the saint in front of the road, his expression became more and more serious.
What an amazing power, what an amazing source of the Dao.
The will has no distance, and the sword will have no distance. After a blink of an eye, Ning Chen's figure appeared in front of the Qingshui saint, holding the sword and then beheading the avenue saint.
With a loud bang, Sage Qingshui pointed to block the Immortal Execution Sword, but unexpectedly, Immortal Slaughter was already in Ning Chen's hands.
With an incomparably powerful sword, it broke the sea and divided the flood, and the Sword of Immortal Killing cut through the stormy waves and touched the body of the sage of the avenue.
With a bang, a splash of vermilion splashed, and under the astonishment, Sage Qingshui was injured for the first time.
"A mere ant can actually hurt me!"
Sage Qingshui regained his senses, his face was full of murderous intent, the source of the Great Dao permeated his entire body, and the extremely cold breath froze the world.
In Ning Chen's hands, the frost on the Sword of Immortal Slaughter condensed and spread rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, trying to freeze the Blasphemer.
The murderous intent was desperate, and the flames of destruction all over Ning Chen's body reappeared, merging the three types of flames, and the terrifying power was shocking. The water and fire impacted, and the sky changed. Ning Chen stretched out his hand and grabbed the clothes of the Sage Qingshui. The flames of destruction filled the air and turned into a huge fire phoenix, which led the two of them towards the distant mountain.