Sword Dao is like a long river, sword gang is nine thousand zhang, three talents are in heaven and earth, and spirit sword is twenty-four!
Twenty-four totems are condensed together and intertwined with each other, making this land become radiant and brilliant.
However, this is not for good looks.
The law of Jian Gang, sealed off the location of these dozens of domain masters, covering all aspects.
Since he is a holy king, he must beheaded to be the king.
They are more than a lot higher than the average great sage powerhouse.
The so-called power of the law of the holy way, a mountain is higher than a mountain.
The three holy kings, the power of the law of kendo, is enough to crush ordinary domain masters.
When the sword formation covered them, a look of despair filled everyone's heart.
"Chichichichi..."
Twenty-four swords, like reality and illusion, slashed towards them, and suddenly there were two domain masters' ruled sacred bodies, which were torn apart under the sweep of this sword.
Immediately afterwards, their primordial spirit soared into the sky, but still couldn't escape the attack of sword energy!
The soul was also chopped into strands, and finally disappeared because of her weakness.
In an instant, this was a real duel of the strong, and the two of the warriors were obliterated!
In addition to the one who was nailed to the wall, the will of the soul left in the sword by Li Changsheng, gradually dissipated, and the old man who was destroyed by the law of annihilation and the flesh of the belt, the Lin clan of the war clan, and the four strong masters of the domain , Was killed by several great saints!
There were still twelve domain masters left, and suddenly, their hearts sank suddenly, and they were able to calm down.
In their eyes, there is an intent to fight, rising up.
The blood in their bodies is burning hot and boiling.
"Zhan Tian Jue! Crash Mountain Strike! Blood Killing Nine Heavens!"
When the war clan Lin, their hearts gradually calmed down, they began to fight vigorously. Everyone roared in a low voice, his eyes were stained with scarlet blood, and bloodshot burst out.
The veins on his forehead were violent, and the blood vessels on his neck and even his arms were extremely bulging.
A violent atmosphere extends to thousands of feet in radius, and every warrior's person is more like a bloodthirsty madman!
They each summoned a weapon, and most of them were quasi-sacred weapons. One of them, holding a giant axe in his hand, suddenly appeared cold, and the silver thread was flowing, as if he could split the world!
This is a holy artifact! The sacred giant axe, named Betian!
These sword gangs, divided into thousands of pieces, interspersed horizontally and vertically, shot out one way after another. They were all shattered, broken, and hit continuously by the twelve domain masters with the momentum of violent plunder. , Their bloodlines are connected together, and they can actually resist the bombardment of the three holy kings' kendo laws. The blood of the warrior is indeed a bit terrifying!
A pair of red eye pupils exterminate humanity, showing that they have fallen into a state of madness.
Luo Xingchen's gloomy gaze, staring at these warriors silently, looked really like a group of mad dogs.
Twelve realms, fighting against three holy kings
"Sorry, we don't intend to be fair. Jiang Mang, go!"
Li Changsheng slammed his hand, and the sword nailed to the wall returned to his hand.
His body is full of the breath of the ancient Qingpeng, the name of the Qingpeng Saint King, is also extremely loud in the Tiandao Academy Alliance.
In Jiang Mang's palm, a huge energy ball dared to compete with Haoyue for glory.
One on the left and the other on the right, two figures slid coldly towards the edge of the sword formation.
"Qingxuanpo!"
Jiang Mang yelled like thunder and slapped a palm, and then the energy ball shot out and shook the body of one of them!
"Boom!"
This weird cyan energy ball got into the body of the domain master, and it was out of control.
His body swelled rapidly, swelled again, and then exploded into a piece of fly ash, dissipating with the soul.
Kill another person with one blow!
Looking at Li Changsheng again, he is even more domineering. The sword is in his hand "swish" and even moves, Luo Xingchen can't see his movements, the sword shocks them, and they are even more confused. Only Jiang Shaoyang is born. The different pupil was able to see clearly, but he was also unable to resist.
Sweeping the bodies of the two war clan realm masters with the momentum of violent thunder, the bodies were cut horizontally and vertically, and then two heavy swords were forcibly smashed down, and the souls also began to collapse.
At this time, twenty-four sword gangs, nine steps of wind and thunder, merged into one, the sword's edge penetrated into the ground and began to crush...
They participated in the war, increasing to five people, Jiang Mang, Dasheng, Li Changsheng, Shengwang! Spirit sword Luo Shi, the three holy kings!
The five people cooperated perfectly, Qingpeng phantom, set off a violent wind and anger, and the giant claws tore off the flesh and blood of the warrior.
Qing Xuan broke, an energy ball obliterated one person, and after that, began to condense the second!
Twenty-four swords, swords and swords kill their lives, punish the heart and break the soul, lying in the long gap between the sky and the earth, the huge appearance of the sword shadow, and the land for several miles, are completely destroyed...
After a few hundred breaths, the remaining nine domain masters, under the combined efforts of the five great sages, were all annihilated, with no bones left.
The devastated ground really was blood flowing into rivers, the cold cold wind was filled with endless resentment and anger, and the air was condensed into rows of transparent resentment shadows, as if it were these great sages, resentful after death.
After the battle was resolved, the five great saints calmly retreated to the team and began to watch with cold eyes.
Luo Xingchen looked at this blood-stained earth indifferently.
The hatred in his heart, the soul of vengeance, overwhelmed everything.
It's just that the atmosphere at this moment is a bit weird.
Tens of thousands of miles, the huge mansion, for the domain master, it is just a step away.
Hundreds of breaths, they attacked with great fanfare. Could it be that the high level of the war clan Lin Clan was not there? Still indifferent
An unthinkable problem cannot be erased.
"Brother Chen..."
Jian Jinghong finally got up the courage to reach Luo Xingchen's side. After thinking and thinking, she whispered, "Would you like to move on?"
After she said it, she regretted it, because it was a nonsense.
It is impossible to stop and look at Luo Xingchen, Luo Tian, Luo Gang's eyes, that cold killing intent can represent everything.
Luo Xingchen looked ahead and did not answer.
He closed his eyes and focused, and began to communicate with the extremely cold eyes hidden between his brows.
"Small eyes, it's time for you to show off. As long as you do your best, let the enemy here turn into a thousand miles of icefields and never be overborn. I promise, follow me, you can return to the top! Regain your pride in the ancient times!"
These words went into the ears of the Eye of Extreme Cold, and the Eye of Extreme Cold let out a weird laugh: "Quack, little meaning! Watch me show my power!"
Immediately afterwards, a huge ice eye whirled in the sky, extremely cold, that chill, bitterly cold.
Even if it is tens of thousands of miles away, it will still make life feel cool.
The Eye of Extreme Cold, from tens of meters, suddenly becomes bigger, hundreds of meters, thousands of meters, tens of thousands of meters!
Its light covered the blazing sun, and its chill covered this tens of thousands of miles of space!
"Hiss!" Yu Wentao curled up, shivering.
They quickly used magic weapons to defend themselves.
"Human scum, see Xiaoyan accept you!"
The endless cold fog dispersed, spreading to a group of magnificent and magnificent buildings.
These wide palaces are snowing!
It is difficult to resist this cold in a non-domain host.
Jian Jinghong and them were all protected by the fire film by the fire spirits, so that they would not be frozen into ice!
Next, this should be the disaster of the war clan Lin!
How can they resist
The wind and snow, cold wind, made a harsh sound, a desolate feeling, spreading from Luo Xingchen's body and Luo Tian's body to the surroundings.
If the wind is cold and Xuehan, the hearts of the three of them are colder and colder!
Not far away, a red light was finally born, like the fragrance of a sea of blood, which condensed the blood souls of hundreds of millions of creatures, which was particularly unpleasant.
Later, when the group of red light gradually approached, they saw that it was a huge blood knife. On top of the knife, there was a person standing. The reddish clothes seemed to be soaked in blood and walked out of hell. A demon!
"Devil?"
Yin Liufeng, he had had too many dealings with the demons in his previous life, and such a fierce blood was indeed very similar to the aura of the demons.
Li Changsheng shook his head and said in a deep voice, "Lin Zhaoxuan is a half-step true god who was born in the war clan ten thousand years ago!"
The complexion of each of them has become very solemn.
To say that the difference between the level of the Great Sage and the non-Great Sage, the total of seven or eight people can make up.
And the half-step true god, originally integrated the rules of the Tao, surpassed the power of the law, crushed all the rule sages, the perfect rule sacred body, wanting to compete with the half-step true gods, it is not enough.
Unless, their great sage possesses a divine tool and can control the full power of the divine tool in order to fight against it.
Only the great fortune can be invincible.
All the realm masters in the spirit world should add up to seven or eight thousand, of which hundreds of people have achieved great sages and condensed the sages of perfect laws.
And half-step true gods, so far, only so far more than twenty people have been known.
This is the gap. At this point, the spiritual world is so big, they still have a lot of room to break through.
But at the half-step of the true gods, perhaps their only goal is to dominate the world, or perhaps, what they yearn for more, is the divine way!
The Void God Realm is all half-step true gods, unbreakable dreams.
The horizons are different.
Lin Zhaoxuan, although he had just achieved a half-step true god for 10,000 years, his methods were a bit strange and unpredictable. It is said that he had once killed the will of the ancient realm master true god and erased the remnant soul of the true god.
At this moment, Lin Zhaoxuan floated in the air, and the huge blood knife under his feet danced like a streamer, swallowing all the cold energy released from the eye of extreme cold. Then, the crazy knife slashed down, and the shadow of the blood knife was like a blood moon. , Full of brutal and bloodthirsty smell.
He, the will to control the knife, cut to the extremely cold eye!
Luo Xingchen, looking up on the ground, Zhu Qiang, too, looked up solemnly, such a strong smell of blood made them frown and couldn't stretch them.
"Blood knife swallows cold."
Lin Zhaoxuan still couldn't see what he looked like, because his whole body was entangled in blood waves, and his real body was unpredictable.
These four words came out from his mouth, neither lukewarm nor cold, and the tone was extremely indifferent.
The shadow of a sword like a blood moon split a crack in the space, causing the space here to be distorted and the sky toppled!
Jian Jinghong, A Mo, Qi Lin, Shen Lei... The group of them hadn't really witnessed the half-step True God's shot. This was the first time, and it opened their eyes.
"Want to break me? Chuck... The world is cold, I give you chills, nine heavens and ten earths, who can understand the profound meaning of extreme cold, you have to ask your ancestors! I am an ancient ice ancestor, angered by anger, just a mere trivial matter. Xiaodao, although my vitality is badly hurt, what a dog you are!"
Chilling Eye no longer called himself a small eye, he turned on the pretense mode.
Although it is a disguise, but with real materials, all creatures in heaven and earth, whoever has a trace of chill, must follow its will, and finally turn into a film of it, like an ice lotus blooming in the sky. A petal, layered on top of each other, has a width of hundreds of meters, the ice lotus closes, the blood moon falls, and it is dark. The entire huge space is trembling, thunderous in all directions...