Click!
The earth cracked open, huge chasms opened one after another, swallowing up ancient forests and rivers, the sky clouds collapsed, various magnificent auroras appeared, and even heavy snow fell.
The dark blue snowflakes revealed a cold chill, and the vast and wild land formed frost at a speed visible to the naked eye. The grass, trees, hills, and even the herds of wild beasts that were galloping and escaping also stopped abruptly and turned into a corpse. A crystal-clear ice sculpture.
Even if their bodies were cold and they felt like being cut by a knife under the influence of the saint's energy, the two masters of Tianfengjian had no idea. They stared at the figure in the rough white robe in front of them, feeling extremely uneasy. , the scene in front of them exceeded their estimation, and once there are variables, it may evolve into anomalies.
"Transcendental body!"
The Heart-Killing Saint took a deep breath and said solemnly. He has been walking in the vast starry sky for many years, and his eyesight and experience are definitely not comparable to those of the two masters of Tianfeng Stream. Although this judgment is a bit outrageous, it is difficult to have a second possibility.
hiss!
At this moment, the two masters of Tianfengjian couldn't help but take a breath of cold air at the same time. The body of transcendence is the body of a saint. Generally speaking, only saints who have reached the ninth level of the holy realm can continuously nourish it with the meaning of transcendence. In the end, the transformation was completed. His body was strong and his qi and blood were strong, far surpassing those of the supreme saints.
More importantly, if you want to perfectly control the transcendent body of the Saint Realm, your willpower must reach the peak of the Samsara Realm.
"I didn't expect that you would actually reach this point," the Heart-killing Saint said in a deep voice, "The legendary bloodline of ancient heavenly dragons is really so mysterious. Before I became a saint, I forged the body of a saint and the peak will. I am a saint, and I will become a king. Fighting for fortune on the road, although the methods are dishonorable, they will not be avoided without a fight. Since the Supreme Sword Order cannot be forbidden, we must also take a look at the supreme power of the younger generation under the starry sky today. I am very curious about the two taboos. Can we really keep this saint?"
Su Qinian looked at him seriously and said, "Compared to those two losers, you are much better than you, and you can be regarded as a senior."
"you!"
The two masters of Tianfengjian were filled with anger. As soon as they uttered a word, they saw Su Qinian's sideways glance.
"roll!"
It was like a chaos exploded in the divine court, and the terrifying power lifted the fighting souls away. The two people opened their mouths and spit out a stream of blood, and flew out like meteors. After a few booms, they penetrated several mountains one after another. Falling into the cracks and ravines of the ground, there was no sound again.
What a strong mental will!
The heart-killing saint's eyes became more and more solemn. He took action in an instant and crushed it with his spiritual will. The two supreme saints were unable to block it and were severely injured. This kind of will cultivation was even higher than what he expected. It was definitely not It's as simple as entering the peak of reincarnation for the first time.
Groan!
There was a faint sound of the sword. The Heart-killing Saint raised his hand and held it empty. A black and simple holy sword appeared in the palm of his hand. As this holy sword appeared in the world, the chill in the world suddenly increased several times, and the entire desert was vast. The earth seemed to have turned into a hell of ice, the sky was dark, the sun was not visible, and it was cut off by the murderous aura that was as thick as substance.
Without hesitation or deliberation, the holy sword was held flat and thrust out towards Su Qinian.
Buzz!
Ru Mo's sword trembled slightly, but no edge was leaked out. Even the chill between heaven and earth melted and dissipated as the sword was handed out. But just like this, Su Qinian's eyes showed a rare solemnity. Colorful, he praised: "What a swordsmanship!"
It is indeed a good swordsmanship. The amazingness of this sword is beyond Su Qinian's imagination. This seemingly ordinary sword condenses all the sharpness and killing energy. Even the sword's power is condensed into a line. Be one with others, be one with God, see magic in decay, and see the true self in the ordinary.
The martial intention is clear!
This is an otherworldly realm of warfare. Generally speaking, it is saints who stand at the pinnacle of the holy realm. They are single-minded about one body and the Tao, and no longer stick to moves. Only then can they turn decay into something. Miraculous power, of course, according to what second senior brother Qi Qing said, not every saint can reach the state of enlightened martial intent. There are many reasons for combat power, but those with enlightened martial intent must be strong.
He raised a palm and turned it into a sword. Su Qinian slashed forward with the sword in the air.
There was no glory of fighting spirit, no light and blade, and it was even silent, not even a sound of breaking through the air. It looked weak and without momentum, but that's it. The eyes of the heart-killing saint suddenly became extremely solemn, and the blade of the sword suddenly became extremely solemn. The trembling sound also subsided, and the next moment, the tip of the sword and the edge of the palm collided in mid-air.
Ding!
There was a soft sound, like gold beads falling on a jade plate, crisp and sweet, but then, an unspeakable wave appeared from between the tip of the sword and the edge of the palm. If you look carefully, it was a bit of chaos, as round as a chicken, and gradually the sword The tip is separated from the palm, as if it divides the world and separates Yin and Yang. The point of chaos grows in an instant, and then explodes violently.
boom!
The divine sound that was like the creation of heaven and earth resounded throughout the nine heavens and ten earths at once, transmitted into the universe and starry sky, and spread loudly toward thousands of miles away.
Thirty thousand miles, forty thousand miles, fifty thousand miles...one hundred thousand miles!
At this moment, in this northern wasteland, with a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles, some strong men in the Holy Realm who were sitting in the gate were suddenly alarmed. Their eyes were piercing the sky and they were projected into the distance. However, they soon let out a muffled groan, and blood started to flow from the corners of their mouths, and they hurriedly took it back. look.
"Transcendence of will, duel between saints!"
"How can there be a confrontation between saints? The power of the sword is so terrifying, and it is impossible to discern the truth from the truth!"
"This is not an ordinary saint, I'm afraid he is someone close to the saint king list."
Many powerful people were alarmed, and even in some remote places, deep in the earth, and in some secret places, ancient dormant energy was stirring, and there were faint signs of recovery.
Only the saints can barely look at it. In the distance, tens of thousands of miles away, there is a terrifying battlefield, which has been beaten into chaos. Infinite turbulence shuttles back and forth, and the transcendent will permeates the air. From time to time, there is a crisp impact sound. It is not very grand, but Anyone who reaches the holy realm of reincarnation can hear it.
At this moment, in the chaotic turbulence, there was a ten-foot-square pure land with lush vegetation and dancing flowers and butterflies. Two figures stood side by side, and a sword came from the sky, surrounded the pure land, and kept stabbing out, but was struck by a palm. Constant attacks, blocking the outside, making it difficult to advance.
Liu Qingchan's eyes were clear. It had been more than five years since she had seen Su Qinian take action, at least not as seriously as he did today. She realized that this was not an ordinary saint. Although she could not watch this battle, she realized that this was not an ordinary saint. She knew too much, but it was only half a claw, and she also derived infinite understanding, causing the tears of the void in her body to melt faster and merge with her.
One sword, ten swords, a hundred swords, a thousand swords!
As if there is no end, the sounds of sword collisions are continuous. Ten feet away from the pure land, chaos continues to explode, flowing through the sky like a mess. From time to time, the chaotic air overflows, penetrating the sky clouds, and sinking into the universe. Countless meteorites are shattered. In the blink of an eye, several Death Stars were penetrated, torn apart, and turned into cosmic dust.
