The sword master's projection disappeared, taking away all the negative effects. It was as if the evil god had never appeared in the wizarding plane. Some wizards were in a daze. Is this the end of the battle that lasted for countless thousands of years?
The peaceful life came so quickly that they were unable to react. However, when watching a group of people from the Hengdao Immortal Sect rushing to occupy those living planets, that familiar feeling came back.
"Damn! The hungry wolf is gone, but the ferocious tiger is here again?" The current territorial grab is quite mild. After all, just now they were working together to kill the enemy. They just want to be stable neighbors, so there will be no friction.
After many disturbances, in the end, after high-level negotiations between the two parties, the Hengdao Immortal Sect was finally allowed to occupy 80% of the area, and the remaining 20% was, in the final analysis, for the sake of the epic wizard Hera Rhea. .
As for why there are 80% of the Hengdao Immortal Sect, it is because of the sword master and the nine ancestors who have transcended the Yuanshen realm.
The stronger ones, and the stronger ones, will occupy more areas when divided into areas. On this point, there is not much entanglement.
As the pan-wizard plane was transformed day by day, the gorgeous light feathers appeared bit by bit. The elves, dwarves, and red dragons who had originally separated finally decided to return to this plane.
Even they wanted to get back the benefits, especially the Red Dragon King. However, this proposal was abandoned after Su Qi crushed a piece of mother copper with his palm.
...Under the starry sky, Su Qi yawned and looked at Jian Yi opposite.
"In the past three months, you have challenged me fifty times. No, use the power of your sword bones, otherwise, you will not be able to resist my two shots." Behind Su Qi, five palaces lay across the Empty, the volume has grown one point larger, which means that the five laws he has mastered have improved to varying degrees.
In the past three months, apart from fighting Jianyi, the rest of his time was to understand the space laws of this world. However, the time was too short. Even if he held the law spear in his hand and all the mysteries were displayed in front of him, he still had not enough time. A little bit.
Silver light circulated in the spear. When Su Qi pointed at Jian Yi casually, the latter also took a deep breath. He was completely defeated fifty times. This was a quite tragic blow to Jian Yi.
It's not that he doesn't want to use the sword bone, the main reason is that this bone is still in the process of being nurtured. Only through repeated battles can it be perfected and its true power released.
Three months and fifty challenges, it can be said that Jian Yi was either recovering from his injuries or trying his sword with Su Qi and getting beaten.
In the end, after failing again and again, you are sharpening the sword, wearing off the last edge and shortcomings of the sword bone in your body. The edge of the sword energy is getting weaker and weaker. The sword is hidden in the sheath, just for the final moment to draw the sword.
Holding the Space Principle Spear in his hand, Su Qimo was comprehending. He looked at the lonely swordsman opposite him, who was walking towards him step by step. The aura on his body was getting weaker and weaker, but an unusual power was coming from him little by little. is turned on.
"Come on, let me feel the power of the so-called 'Sword Emperor Body'!"
"As you wish!" As soon as Jian opened his mouth, a ray of light like a sword was born from his body, like a ray of light that created the world, and the sound of the sword resounded, from ancient times to the present, facing Su Qi.
Faintly, the shadow of Wanjian worshiping was emerging... The vision of Wanjian, and the edge of the Sword Emperor's body were completely revealed in front of Su Qi.
Before the sword light hit him, his whole body felt like needles pricking him, numbing and tingling. At this moment, he also moved.
As the marksmanship evolves through the seasons, Taiyi Lian Shenqiang becomes more and more his own marksmanship. Perhaps, the new style should be called 'Reincarnation!'
'Four seasons come round! The four artistic conceptions of spring, summer, autumn, and winter are rotating. In the end, they become the changes in time between heaven and earth, representing the companionship of fireworks in the world.
Su Qi's marksmanship has evolved into a brand new aspect. It has the power of immortal-level magic. With the first style, the cycle of four seasons has been completed.
The second form, the human world, is in its infancy. Jian Yi on the opposite side also felt the implication, but he still waved the sword in his hand firmly.
The swords are shining, the spears are shining fiercely! A gun and a sword touched each other under the starry sky. This was a collision of their own ways, and the scattered energy evolved into a picture.
Among them, there is a swordsman singing loudly, a lone sword standing in the snow-capped mountains for thousands of years, and there is also a whistle of a spear, which is a graceful figure walking in the world.
Ten thousand swords whined as the four seasons passed. Su Qi's four seasons cycle finally broke through the sword light. He did not stop and moved forward further.
The tip of the spear pierced Jian Yi, and Su Qi's faint voice sounded: "If that's it, you're still far behind, Sword Emperor Body? Is this what you rely on?" The tip of the spear fell on the chest, and the Four Seasons Spear The mind has penetrated the body, causing the most direct collision with the sword bone of the Sword Emperor Body, and an explosion sounded between the two.
With just one shot, Su Qi can pierce the opponent with his sword. If he wants to force his opponent, he will succeed or kill him. If he can't survive, he will die!
Between life and death, it seemed like an instant, but it seemed like decades had passed. Jianyi felt that the fire of his life was swaying, so weak that only a faint firelight remained. Through the firelight, scenes of sword training in the past were before his eyes. emerge.
The Sword Emperor's body was passed down from the sword master. As a direct descendant, as long as a trace of strength is passed down, an enviable physique will be formed in the body.
But this physique resounded throughout the world, but it was not what Jianyi had relied on for more than twenty years before. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and in the end, everything turned into the long sword in his hand.
The only thing a swordsman can truly rely on is the long sword in his hand, and the only sword intention he has comprehended, nothing else.
Originally, his sword was very lonely, and he was also very lonely, but at some point, the figures of his teachers and friends appeared around him. If he was really a lonely person, he would not value Hengdao Immortal Sect so much.
'After all, I feel warm! The thought in his heart flashed away, and the long sword in his hand resonated with it, indicating that he was still there. Jianyi lowered his head and saw that it was indeed the case. At this moment, the meaning of Wei Gu's sword changed and became a sentimental sword.
As graceful as a startling giant, as powerful as a swimming dragon, the stunning and gorgeous sword light suddenly appeared, tearing open the boundless darkness once again, and the swordsman in blue swung out with his sword.
"This sword's name is: Jian Yi!" The sublimation of sentimental swordsmanship, the sword that touched me in loneliness, was also the sword that Jianyi had gained in the past twenty years, all of which were completely released in this sword.
Without the second sword, could Su Qi feel that Jian Yi had only practiced this sword in his life, how rare was it? No, it's enough. The sublimation of the sentient swordsmanship also appeared in his eyes. To help others is to help himself.
The oppression of the sword light in turn, the rare life and death crisis, was actually given to him by someone in the same realm. Su Qi also smiled. In that emotion, he also had his own understanding...
