It seems that the battle between the two sides has entered a fierce stage at this moment, and the invisible energy entanglement between heaven and earth has become more and more intense. .
The howling of the strong wind makes the sky sad.
The clouds are as black as ink, which is the power of heaven.
The roar of thunder is the wrath of heaven!
The face of the Holy Lord changed slightly, and the figure stepped back again, looking at the sea of blood, showing a trace of shock and fear. He didn't expect that the battle between Luo Guan and Han Ba would be so dynamic, and he actually felt that some invisible threat was approaching again.
This is the will of Heaven... This battle has received extra attention from it, so as to deter outside forces from interfering!
Otherwise, you will suffer divine punishment.
Xia Xue then backed down in order to avoid being subjected to the power of heaven's punishment, and the worry in the depths of his eyes became even heavier.
Sure enough, there is a big secret in the corpse mountain, although what is found now is only a giant arm composed of countless corpses.
But the feeling it gave her was extremely terrifying!
Can Luo Guan stop it?
She has no confidence at all!
"Die! Die!" Old Ghost Zhuo growled, but out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that the holy corpse that had been silently following behind him had disappeared without a trace.
When I turned around to look, I realized that it had retreated a hundred miles away without knowing it, and its figure turned into a small black dot.
If it weren't for the close connection between him and the holy corpse, Old Ghost Zhuo wouldn't even be able to discover its existence in today's environment where the spiritual energy of the world is shaking and boiling.
"Why are you running so far away..." Just as the thought turned around, a loud "boom" suddenly sounded above the head. A purple thunderbolt fell right in front of Old Ghost Zhuo. A strand of hair and half a sleeve were shattered into pieces when the wind blew.
hiss--
Taking a breath of air, Old Ghost Zhuo turned around suddenly and hid behind the holy corpse with a sliding shovel... Isn't this horse riding a bit too scary? !
At this moment, the giant arm composed of countless corpses and the seventh sword slashed by Luo Guan finally collided.
Rumble——
There was a shocking loud noise, and countless shrill wails could be heard in the ears. The pain revealed fear and despair, but it was also mixed with a hint of joy and gratitude for relief.
It was countless corpses that made up the giant arm. They were shattered under this sword, their bodies turned into powder, and their connection with the mountain of corpses was severed. Although he died completely, he also got rid of the situation of being controlled by the mountain of corpses and never entering reincarnation, and was able to rest in peace.
At the same time, fragments of sword light erupted from the collision point, like falling meteors, shooting in all directions. Each path contains extremely terrifying power, which can easily penetrate mountains and rivers and cause all things to become extinct.
The mighty and boiling sea of blood that stretched as far as the eye could see finally couldn't bear the terrifying power that erupted under the current bombardment, and was forcefully torn apart.
Water has no power to gather and disperse freely, but this sea of blood is not a real sea area after all. Now that it has collapsed, it means that half of the great magical power of "Corpse Mountain and Sea of Blood" displayed by Hanba has been broken.
"Impossible! How can you block the power from Lord Corpse God..." Hanbao roared angrily.
Then he spat out a large mouthful of blood with a "wow" sound, his face turned pale, and his body was crumbling. The power of Corpse Mountain and Sea of Blood is infinite. Once it is used, there are few opponents in the same realm. Even if a cultivator from the One Thought Realm falls into it, it will be extremely difficult. Therefore, once it is broken, Drought Demon will suffer a terrible backlash.
Opposite him was Luo Guan's pale but still calm face. At this moment, he frowned slightly and looked at the corpse mountain that really emerged after the sea of blood collapsed and descended between heaven and earth. A terrifying sword mark appeared on its surface. Its depth was astonishing, leaving a terrifying scar on the entire mountain of corpses.
This is the inheritance of the Nameless Sword Technique, the power of bringing the seven swords back into one, and the damage caused by the final explosion of this sword that suppresses the world.
However, the mountain of corpses still stood there, with countless corpses rushing in from all directions and rushing into the terrifying sword marks. Even though there were still swords intertwined in it, like a terrifying flesh and blood millstone, all the corpses thrown into it were instantly torn to pieces, but they still continued to fight.
The sea of blood collapsed, and the mountain of corpses remained... Therefore, this great magical power was only half broken.
The drought demon gritted his teeth and turned toward the corpse.
He knelt down heavily where the mountain was, raised his hand and tore his chest violently, reached into it, and pulled out the heart, blood vessels and other foreign objects together, and then tore the heart with force, blood suddenly spurted out crazily, and there were rolling corpses. The Qi was intertwined, and Han Bao, who had already suffered serious injuries from the backlash, turned pale as a dead person.
He shouted, "Disciple sacrifices the blood in his heart and begs the Corpse God to take action and kill this person!"
boom--
The hot blood in his heart exploded and turned into endless blood mist. Along with the billowing corpse aura, it was injected into the mountain of corpses. A low, suppressed roar suddenly came from inside.
Roar!
Violence, killing, destruction, death.
It was all the will contained in this voice that locked Luo Guan and released the anger contained in it.
Then, the entire mountain of corpses suddenly "came alive", and the countless corpses surged wildly and turned into a giant. The billowing aura of corpses and death shot straight into the sky, and the whole world suddenly darkened. The terrifying aura made people palpitate and despair!
The mountain of corpses is the form, and the corpse god is the god... This is the unity of his gods and forms, which represents the power and power of holding up the sky.
But just as the Holy Lord thought before when he retreated from the battle of destiny, heaven also has its own weight, and each one is different.
The power of Qingtian has its own strength and weakness!
The Corpse God represents the Palace of the Corpse King, hiding the deepest secrets and the most powerful power, which is the limit of this world - it's not that the Corpse God can't continue to become stronger, it's that the integrity of the rules of the world is no longer enough to support it. Its continued transformation.
This alone is terrifying!
Luo Guan was the first to bear the brunt, and he naturally withstood the terrifying energy coming from the corpse mountain giant at this moment, and he groaned and blood started to flow from the corner of his mouth.
He raised his hand and wiped it, thinking that the only thing worthy of comfort now was that the mountain of corpses in front of him was just a creation of supernatural powers, its projection or the coming of a will, not its true body.
Otherwise, why fight? Even if he has three heads and six arms, he is still not strong enough to be punched, and he will become a scumbag.
Take a deep breath, then slowly exhale.
Luo Guan raised his hand, and the weak and trapped sword intention around him was like a little flame falling into the boiling oil, immediately setting off a prairie fire.
In an instant, the sword roared and shot straight into the sky!
Because although the inheritance of the Nameless Sword Technique does only have seven swords, once it is released, it will be its limit. But its most fundamental function is not to kill people, but to help people condense the will of the sword, consolidate the foundation of the sword, and understand the true meaning that once the sword is unsheathed, it will move forward indomitably, leaving no room for error.
Then, on this basis, take a crucial step - to embark on a true path of swordsmanship that belongs to you!
And just in time, Luo Guan completed this step.
Buzz——
Behind Luo Guan, billowing crimson appeared, condensing into a shadow wearing blood-colored armor, with violent murderous intent all around.
This is the projection of the will to kill.
He raised his hand, following Luo Guan's movements, and moved his sword forward.
This sword can cut down nine heavens!
