puff!
Golden blood splashed three thousand feet. This was the blood of a saint. Terrifying Qi flowed out. Some strong aliens who were close by screamed and exploded into powder, leaving no trace of their corpses.
In front of the bamboo sea, in all directions, countless foreign masters were horrified. What they saw was that with a single blow, Saint Jingu was split in half, and even the mysterious and ancient Golden Crow shadow behind him was cut open. This was from Double damage to flesh and spirit.
"The weapon of law!"
Saint Gu Yin said solemnly, and he couldn't help but be moved at this moment. The transformation was too fast. The sword runes of the Suotian successor condensed almost instantly, transformed into laws, and became a weapon of laws.
Regarding the weapon of law, even a saint cannot remain calm. If one does not have enough accumulation and enlightenment in the Kaitian realm, it is almost impossible to have a weapon of law after becoming a saint. This is a weapon of law, and it is the ultimate tool of all Taoism. Deep feedback.
There are more than ten million Dao talismans, which is the threshold for deriving the weapon of law. Considering that this young successor of Suotian has transformed into the prototype of the power of order of the sword, this weapon of law may be able to go one step further and become a weapon of order in the near future. weapon...
"One is not enough, you all come together."
At this moment, in front of the sea of bamboo, Su Qinian was dancing lightly in a white robe. He held his knife across his knees, his tone was calm, and he had no intention of getting up.
This tone and gesture immediately made the faces of the two Saints of Ancient Yin darken. They could not tolerate being despised by a junior. Even if the other person was really stunning in the world and comparable to the young emperor, they would still bury him today. .
Chirp!
At this moment, the Jingu Saint who was struck vertically in the air let out a high-pitched cry. He was bathed in the golden flame of law, and the next moment he manifested his true form.
A three-legged golden crow can be more than a thousand feet tall. The terrifying sacred aura is like a boiling sun lake. The wound is dripping blood. The golden blood overflows with the charm of ancient vicissitudes, pulling the golden crow that has also been split in half. The shadow fell, the two overlapped, and a blazing light burst out. The two demonic bodies merged into one in this dazzling light, and the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Golden Crow Nirvana, no, it's the Divine Crow Nirvana!"
"Not only the Phoenix family, but also many terrifying creatures in ancient mythology possess the power of nirvana, and Shenwu is one of the powerful divine beasts."
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Some older holy figures marveled that although Saint Jingu was considered by the supreme power to have gone astray and gone astray, it is undeniable that he has gone a certain distance on his way back to his ancestors and initially possessed some supernatural powers and the essence of life. There are some very different changes.
hold head high!
Abruptly, without any warning, an ancient dragon roar suddenly sounded inside the Golden Crow.
As if it has spanned ancient history one after another, and traveled through one era after another, this dragon's roar is full of vicissitudes, as if it is condensed over the years, and exudes an unspeakable majestic atmosphere. It is not very strong, but it goes deep into the soul. , penetrate the soul.
A clumsy dragon-shaped shadow that looked as if it had been gilded over time snaked out from the fracture, wrapping around the demon body manifested by Saint Jingu.
The dragon body is like white gold and glass, with three towering dragon horns, like three heavenly knives, pointing directly at Cangyu, and seeming to be the carrier of Tao. Each dragon scale is imprinted with mysterious and unspeakable ancient runes.
"Ancient... Tianlong!"
This was the last voice of Saint Jingu. He spoke with great difficulty, his tone was dry and shocking.
boom!
The next moment, the huge monster body over a thousand feet high exploded, golden blood and bones splashed, penetrated Cangyu, and fell into the unknown depths of the cave.
This is so shocking. Saint Jingu, a giant in the Holy Realm who lived for nearly ten thousand years, died like this. What on earth was that creature that looked like a real dragon? That kind of aura was so frightening that it would be engraved on it. Go into the depths of people's hearts and souls.
Boom!
The cold and stern Saint Gu Yin couldn't help but step back half a step at this time, leaving a dented footprint in the void. His eyes showed an unprecedented solemn look. The sword just now was too terrifying. Saint Jingu was by no means a weakling. Even if he were to fight against him, he would be slightly better at most, and once this old monster fights for his life, some of his weird blood that has returned to his ancestors can definitely severely injure him. But now he is being chopped to death with a knife in front of his eyes. This kind of shock is unbearable. Talk.
"Ancient Tianlong, does this kind of bloodline really exist?"
Saint Lei Ling was a little surprised. The silver-purple beads hanging above his head hummed softly, and the ancient and mysterious light fell down, shrouding it, as if it was conveying something.
The place in front of the Bamboo Sea was completely boiling. Countless foreign warriors widened their eyes. They were involved in creatures from ancient myths. This was simply beyond imagination, like an alternative reappearance of ancient myths.
"The King of Ancient Divine Beasts, does such a creature really exist?"
"It's said that there are existences that stand shoulder to shoulder with the gods, and even hunted the true gods. It's so terrifying..."
"There is a saying that the Desolate Dragon Clan among the Desolate Beasts and the True Dragon Clan among the Hundred Tribes are the two branches evolved from the bloodline inheritance of the ancient Heavenly Dragons."
Many people talked and thought it was incredible, especially some older people. Thinking about the few words they had read in some bone books and jade albums in the past, they were horrified to think that this young heir to Lock Heaven had too deep roots to be with him. This kind of creature in ancient myths is involved. If it really enters the realm of supremacy in the future, I'm afraid...
"Kings, the emperor has an enemy!"
The gray-haired human saint took a deep breath and looked at the figure in front of the bamboo sea with a somewhat complicated look.
Beside him, the middle-aged powerful Qiu Shou relaxed his tense mind slightly, and at the same time felt a little dazed. The starry sky battle platform was opened as if it was yesterday. Unknowingly, this person has come to this step, and he has gone from the world creation realm to the Compared with the leap to the Open Heaven Realm, this one is undoubtedly amazing in the world, and even under the starry sky.
"It's your turn!"
There was no waiting as expected. Su Qinian's voice sounded coldly and he took the initiative.
not good!
Saint Gu Yin and Saint Lei Ling both changed their colors. The two saints retreated almost at the same time. In an instant, the mountains and rivers were reversed, and the void was stretched. As a saint, even if he did not grasp the taboo of the void and simply controlled the Tao with force, he had With terrifying top speed. Needless to say, Saint Lei Ling possesses lightning speed. He rushed into the universe almost as soon as Su Qinian's voice rang out.
"The years are like the sea, the void is like a boat, and the light is the way!"
There was a loud sound. In front of the bamboo sea, Su Qinian raised his glazed long sword and struck it down with two swords in the distance.
The first sword was entangled with countless light symbols, like hundreds of millions of suns blooming at the same time, shining through the universe and shattering the power of darkness. The light of the sword rushed into the vast starry sky, looming mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, vegetation, bamboos and rocks, and the four seasons, had gone. Saint Lei Ling, who was thousands of miles away, was horrified to find that the starlight on both sides was flowing backwards, and he was pulled back like an insect trapped in amber.
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