In the sky, above the sky, the sword broke through the sky, and the saint was severely injured.
The will of the sword transcends the limitation of space, and the will has no distance, and the sword has no distance.
The blood splashed, dyed the sky red, the saint was injured, and the immortal golden body was broken.
The holy body was injured, and the eyes of the sage in the sky were burning with anger, and a palm fell, and the whole sky was cracked.
With the addition of space rules, the space around Ning Chen's body was immediately frozen, like a cage in heaven and earth, making it difficult to escape.
Death was shrouded in death, Ning Chen's hand thrust Zhu Xian down, and the terrifying sword swayed away, forcibly shaking the cage of heaven and earth.
The phoenix fire spread, and Ning Chen's figure disappeared in an instant, swept away a hundred miles away, with the three transformations in one, the three swords moved in unison, and the sword intent reached the sky.
The sword of no distance, unstoppable, the sage of the sky stepped out in one step, avoiding the first two sword lights.
"Bah!"
The third sword light, unavoidable, crossed the saint's shoulder, bringing out a waterfall of dazzling blood flowers.
Injured one after another, the murderous intent in the eyes of the sage of the sky became more and more blazing.
With all the power gathered, the Saint Yuan rose to the sky, the bridge of the avenue symbolizing the law of space appeared, and the strength of the sage in the sky was suddenly raised to the limit.
In the sky, the first battle of the Creation Realm reached its peak.
"Four elephants conferred gods, three light and shadow bodies!"
The three swords rose again, and the sword light slashed towards the bridge of the avenue, but saw the sage of the sky wave and cut off the air, blocking the three sword lights.
Pushing the limit of the sage in the sky, Ning Chen looked at the bridge of the avenue behind the sage, his eyes narrowed slightly.
If you want to kill the saint, you must destroy the bridge of the road. However, the sage of the sky controls the laws of space, and the strength is beyond that of the sage of Qingshui.
"drink!"
With a long shout, he knew that his three bodies would release the sword intent, and with the sword of no distance, he wanted to cut the bridge of the avenue.
"Under the avenue, the sky is above, human beings, you have no chance of winning!"
The sage of the sky raised his hand, the space shook, and cracks appeared, closing all the way forward.
One of the strongest saints, the strength is unrivaled, and all around Ning Chen, the sword light was swallowed up by the space, and all dissipated.
"Uh!"
Suddenly, the space in Ning Chen's chest cracked open, blood burst out, and it splattered like rain.
The phoenix fire, the magic flame, and the immortal flame burned, quickly repairing the wound, Ning Chen stabilized his body, and urged again with sword intent.
The sword intent spread, surpassing the space limitations. I saw a dazzling sword light appear out of thin air in front of the bridge of the space avenue. It was hundreds of feet long.
The bridge of the avenue was impacted, and cracks appeared one after another. When it was about to collapse, the figure of the sage in the sky passed by and instantly flew over the bridge of the avenue.
The sage raised his hand, the rules of space spread, and he immediately stabilized the bridge of the avenue that was about to collapse.
The world-shattering battle attracted the attention of all parties. The colorful temple and the three avenue saints looked at the sky with different expressions.
Under the avenue, the sky is above, and a simple sentence shows the true strength of the saint in the sky.
It was beyond imagination that the phoenix could push the sage of the sky to such an extent.
However, it can only be so.
The sky is above, even the phoenix cannot reach it.
During the battle, the sage of the sky stabilized the bridge of the avenue, looked at the human in front of him, and his expression finally showed a real condensed color.
At this moment, he just believed that the young man in front of him already had the strength to be on an equal footing with him.
Even, with just a moment of negligence, he might even lose.
The battle is about to start again. This is, in the sky, the moon is shining brightly, and a light blue figure walks out of the battle and stops the battle between the two.
"So far today, how is it?"
Fan Lingyue looked at the avenue saint in front of her and said.
In the back, Ning Chen saw this, his brows were lightly wrinkled, his sword was dazzling, and it was unusually dazzling.
On the bridge of the avenue, the sage of the sky looked at the woman in front and said calmly, "Yes."
The words fell, the whole body of the sage in the sky, the sage yuan converged, his eyes looked at the young man behind the woman, and said, "In the endless years, apart from the swordsman from 10,000 years ago, you are the most powerful human being this seat has ever seen. ."
Ning Chen heard the words, his sword intent dissipated, his eyes narrowed slightly, and said, "You have seen him!"
"I have seen."
The sage of the sky said lightly, "His sword made this seat feel fear. Unfortunately, his opponent is the number one devil in the heavens, the true god of the gods."
Seven-colored temple, Saint White Lotus, who felt the end of the war, walked out of the temple, looked at the sky, and frowned.
do not fight
What are the saints in the sky and the phoenix doing
"Master Ink, Jin Guang, I'll go up and take a look!"
After speaking, the figure of Saint White Lotus flashed past and swept towards the sky.
Above the sky, the three of them felt the powerful pressure from galloping, and their expressions were all condensed.
"It's White Lotus."
The sage of the sky said lightly, waved his hand to cut off the space, and cut off the space.
Not long after, on the sky, white brilliance appeared out of thin air, and Saint White Lotus walked out, looking around, a touch of coldness flashed.
"Qingqiong, won't you come out to see me?" Bailian Saint said calmly.
"The way is different."
In the void, the voice of the sage of the sky sounded, saying, "Don't plan!"
"Qingqiong, you should know why that phoenix came here. Leaving him is also a threat to you." Saint White Lotus said coldly.
"Don't bother!"
The voice of the sage of the sky resounded again and responded.
Saint Bai Lian snorted coldly, turned and left without saying any more.
On the sky, three figures appeared, and the saint of the sky looked at the woman beside him and said calmly, "Why, do you think this seat will stop this battle."
"Because your humanity is the most indifferent."
Fan Lingyue replied, "There is no desire, so there is no contention."
"Why does Dao have a will?" Ning Chen asked in a condensed voice.
"I don't know this seat either."
The sage of the sky said calmly, "We were born in chaos, and we developed spiritual wisdom in the era of the beginning of time. The era of heaven and earth is our longevity."
Ning Chen heard the words, his expression became more and more solemn, and he said, "As a Dao, he brought disasters to the world, and he was called a saint in vain."
"This seat, never interferes in the affairs of the world." The sage of the sky said coldly.
"The world is destroyed again."
Fan Lingyue looked at the direction of the world and said calmly, "So, let's come up and kill all the sources of trouble."
"A idiot talks about a dream."
The sage of the sky said indifferently, "The Great Dao is fifty, Tianyan is forty-nine, do you know how many saints there are in this world, and how many you can kill."
"We still have a long time."
Ning Chen calmly said, "In these long years of cultivation, there is always something to do, and what we need to do next is to kill all the saints in the heavens."
"Under the saints, all are ants."
The sage of the sky said coldly, "Even though your strength is close to that of a sage, you are not a sage after all. The strength of this seat is not the strongest in the forty-nine avenues, but now you can't even kill this seat, so what? Kill all the saints."
"If it doesn't work for one year, it's two years, and if it doesn't work for two years, it's convenient for ten years, or a hundred years, or a thousand years. One day, there will be no saints in this world." Ning Chen looked into the distance with a firm expression.