Chapter 50: Gods, rest your lives!

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hold head high!

The majestic dragon roar swept across the sky and the earth. As Su Qinian fisted, the terrifying fists pulled the sun and stars in all directions. Unable to withstand the pressure of the fists, stars and rocks penetrated the air, and the void The ramparts clanged and sparks flew.

puff!

With a soft sound, the prayers of all living beings and the brilliance of the gods were all pierced by this punch. The young man suddenly changed color, the wings of the gods closed, and the sacred light was steaming, as if there was an ancient heavenly gate closing to cut off the world of mortals. Mortal world.

clang!

The fist collided with the wings of the gods, and there was a magnificent sound of gold and iron. A blazing light burst out between the two, and then a figure with brilliant golden light shot out from it. With a bang, it smashed into a sun star skeleton, Standing staggeringly, his blond hair was slightly messy, and his golden pupils showed a hint of shock for the first time.

"The prototype of the immortal will!"

Seeing the tall figure in a coarse white robe walking out of the blazing light, the young man was quite unbelievable and said, "You actually broke the barrier between reincarnation and immortality!"

This is a bit outrageous. In the blood memory of young men, even in ancient times, those young sons and goddesses of gods are still struggling on the road of reincarnation at this age. The realm of immortality is crucial on the road to becoming gods. practice, and the young descendant of the ancient human race in front of him has actually broken the barrier of immortality and begun to take the shape of an immortal will. Although the transformation is far from complete, in ancient times, it was enough to make everyone look at him, and he was regarded by all major races. Fundamental seed-level existence.

At this moment, the young man looked at Su Qinian walking in front of him. He was wearing a coarse white robe and fluttering. His body was crystal clear and shimmering, especially his eyes, which were deep and bright. Deep in the pupils, there seemed to be a sea of ​​platinum and glass. A giant dragon made of red clouds and gilded gold is flying, riding the wind and waves, and has an invincible style.

boom!

At this moment, behind the young man, the wings of the gods collapsed and turned into feathers of light flying all over the sky. He took a deep breath and raised a slender white palm, holding it in the air.

Buzz!

Thousands of light feathers gathered towards his palm, and there was a faint sound of swords. The chanting sound penetrated by the fists sounded again, more grand than before, and then condensed into a mouthful of pale gold, somewhere between illusion and reality. The ancient sword between reality and reality.

This long knife has no handle and is sharpened at both ends. The young man holds the back of the knife in the middle, as if he is lifting a gorgeous and ancient divine moon.

"Under the sword of the gods, all living beings bow their heads!"

The young man chanted, his eyes were cold, and the long knife was raised. In the grand chanting, the void behind him twisted slightly, and a vast sacred land faintly appeared. At the end of the light, a divine moon Rising slowly, bringing eternal darkness and killing.

Clang!

The sword's light was invisible, as if it had swallowed up the brilliance of the heavens, and an unimaginable sharp energy cut towards Su Qinian.

hold head high!

Su Qinian punched again, the edge of the fist was crystal clear, and infinite light bloomed. Sometimes the rain of time lingered between the five fingers, as if he was trying to turn everything upside down and push it back. This kind of punch involves the secret of time, blending light and time. The two paths are formed by the blending of each other. The fist is ancient and domineering, and the spirit, energy and spirit are unified. Especially under the stimulation of the prototype of the immortal will, this fist power is unparalleled in the world, enough to overwhelm the holy realm and penetrate the enemies.

Tsk!

Unexpectedly, the infinite light was torn apart, and the rain of time dimmed. Under this knife, it seemed to have retreated, giving birth to an illusory image.

clang!

The fist collided with the divine moon, and blazing sparks burst out, like the stars that were born to guard the divine moon in the ancient dark night. Under this knife, Su Qinian rarely retreated. He stepped on the road of time, as if he was walking in time. On the veins, it didn't even take half a moment to reach ten miles away.

Looking down at the edge of the fist, a shallow knife mark barely broke through the skin, and it appeared like red clouds, but it was filled with battle blood that was gleaming like platinum and glass.

Su Qinian looked a little thoughtful, but he actually hurt him. The sword he just struck contained a sharp edge that he had never seen before. It seemed that he had suppressed a newborn divine infant before, which made him underestimate these suspected ancient creatures. Resurrected creatures.

Boom! Boom!

The young man stepped forward, pointing the pale golden divine sword at the ground, somewhere between illusion and reality. The invisible edge cut a continuous deep knife mark on the glazed earth. His eyes were cold, with a sense of overlooking. Under the divine sword, all living beings bow their heads, and all dharma ceases to exist. This is the supreme dharma that can only be inherited and mastered by bloodlines like theirs. Once it reaches its peak, it will be no problem to cut through all the ways. For mortal beings, this is It is the difference in the essence of life.

"You have no chance."

His tone was very cold, and his golden armor was vicissitudes of life and gorgeous, as if it were carved from glazed gold and jade. Every step he took was as heavy as a thousand stones, as if an ancient sacred mountain collapsed and came towards him. The majesty and momentum were enough to make an ordinary saint. Timid and possessing a strong compelling temperament.

Su Qinian smiled.

The young man frowned, but heard the laughter getting louder and louder, until he burst into laughter.

"why are you laughing!"

The young man scolded coldly, and raised the gods' swords from the ground. The light golden blades were crystal clear, and the invisible edge filled the air, cutting off the void in front of them, leaving only a deep and vast, terrifying sword force that looked like the gods were overlooking it.

"It's been a long time. I haven't held a knife for a long time."

The laughter gradually subsided, and Su Qinian spoke in a serious tone.

At the same time, he raised one hand, and in the divine palace between his eyebrows, a long sword that looked like a substance fell down, fell into his palm, and was grasped.

Buzz!

There was a faint cry of the sword, and the stone blade was trembling slightly. The white gold and glazed light was restrained. Above the blade, a heavenly dragon was entrenched. There was a flow of vicissitudes of time. At this moment, in the eyes of the young man, in front of him Su Qinian, from the moment he held the knife, his whole person exuded an extremely reserved and sharp aura from the inside out, as if he had merged with the knife in his hand. It was not that the man and the knife were one, nor that he was transformed into a knife. , standing there is a peerless magic sword.

"The martial will is clear!"

The young man's tone was slightly condensed. This is a kind of martial arts realm that transcends Tao and Dharma. It is not limited to the realm of cultivation. It is just a kind of grasp of power. If Tao and Dharma can display 100% of the combat power, Then different martial realms can activate it to reach 120%, 150%, or even stronger states.

Even now, he has barely touched the threshold of this martial realm since he was nourished by his blood. Generally speaking, in the supreme realm, there were not many people who could comprehend this martial realm in ancient times. .

"Who the hell are you!"

The young man said in a deep voice, he began to doubt Su Qinian's background. He has not yet become a saint, but he has such strength and understanding. Can the current world also breed such a fundamental seed-level existence?

Clang!

What responded to him was a splendid sword light, which seemed to reflect reincarnation, trace the past, and follow the path of destiny. Wherever the sword light passed, all the darkness was purified, the sky and the earth opened up, and the sun rose and the moon rose. Fall, see the light again.

"presumptuous!"

The young man's golden eyebrows twitched, the divine swords fell, the divine moon rose, the divine land reappeared, darkness and carnage descended, and the light of the heavens dimmed.

hold head high!

At this time, in the splendid sword light, accompanied by the sonorous sound of the sword, a sacred, ancient, and majestic dragon roar rose. The young man's heart trembled, and his golden pupils shrank. What did he see? In the light of the sword, a sacred and ancient shadow snaked and entangled, its limbs and head had condensed into substance, and began to spread towards the body.

That is……

"Ancient Heavenly Dragon!"

For the first time, the young man screamed in shock, unable to believe his eyes. Immediately, two long knives collided in the void, slashing violently. In an instant, two figures were entangled, like two divine lightnings in this cemetery. The blades flashed, and the sword lights intertwined, as if light and darkness were reincarnating, alternating back and forth.

clang! clang! clang! clang! clang!

On the solar cemetery hundreds of miles away, it seemed like a meteor shower had started, the vacuum was distorted, star bodies exploded one after another, rocks penetrated the sky, hurricanes swept through, and even formed tornadoes that reached the sky one after another. Stirring the golden mist high in the sky, it turned into twisted whirlpools one after another.

Hundreds of miles away.

Xuan Bu Nian's mind was trembling. Even if her six senses were closed, the terrifying duel and overflowing momentum still seemed to be all-pervasive and reflected into her mind. During this period, Liu Qingchan had led her back again and again. Thousands of miles away.

You must know that this is the pure Yang Jedi, and it is the deepest part of this sun cemetery. The void is like iron and the air is solid. Even if Liu Qingchan grasps the void taboo, he cannot shake the void barrier here. I am afraid that only the quasi-sage can Only a grandmaster can barely twist the air here, but if a fierce battle like this can twist the wind and clouds for hundreds of miles, Liu Qingchan doesn't believe that any of the human and demon tribes at the moment can do it.

Holy battle!

Liu Qingchan's cold eyes showed a bit of concentration. I'm afraid that the resurrection of the nine demon saints is just like this, maybe even worse. The young creatures bred in the mysterious sun star bones are very strong, and Su Qinian's improvement , which shocked her even more. She didn't believe that anything could come out of thin air. To gain anything, you have to pay for it. It was unimaginable for Liu Qingchan to obtain the kind of force in front of her. In the past five years, What price needs to be paid.

Boom!

Maybe it was a hundred swords, maybe it was a thousand swords, maybe it was ten thousand swords. Even the huge star skeleton like two divine mountains collapsed and collapsed in the two terrifying edges.

clang! clang! clang!

Both Su Qinian and the young man are full of fighting spirit at this moment, almost crazy. Both figures are shining, more like two new rounds of divine suns, violently colliding, and the burning light and heat are sweeping like a tide. In the sky and on the earth, the swords of the gods at this moment can no longer cut off all dharma. The long stone sword is simple and gorgeous. The dragon body entangled on the sword seems to come to life and begins to swim slowly.