This is a horrific picture.
Countless strong aliens in the wilderness were trembling in their hearts. In the bright light of the sword, the Thunder Spirit Saint who rushed into the starry sky was like a celestial map spread out into the universe. The scroll was rolled up and returned to the starting point.
puff!
There were splashes of blood, like thunder from the sky, and the head of Saint Lei Ling was cut off. The sword light washed away. The white hair withered, the body rotted, and the eyes were chaotic. The last bit of spiritual light was also annihilated and was crushed into pieces. nothingness.
Both body and soul are destroyed!
At the same time, millions of miles away from this spiritual star, the starry sky was distorted, and the figure of Saint Gu Yin reappeared, his stern face completely changed color, and at his feet, an illusory, silvery boat suddenly appeared. His feet fell into it, and it seemed as if they were stuck, forcefully carrying him through the cave and back to the sea of stars.
A ray of sword light stretched across the starry sky, more dazzling than the stars, and like a long river, leading the silvery and simple boat body to fall on it, winding towards the unknown depths of the void.
The starry sky cracked open again, but it was not a dark and colorful cave world, but a gray land of chaos.
Boom!
They were streaks of gray-white lightning that shuttled through the chaotic energy, as if they were alive. The loud sound exploded directly in the soul of Saint Gu Yin, shaking his whole body. The willpower he had spent many years at the peak of reincarnation almost failed. Disintegrated in the sound of thunder.
"The realm of chaos!"
Saint Gu Yin's voice was trembling. The land of chaos is inherently unpredictable. Legend has it that it existed before the creation of the world. Age after age, countless epochs have changed. In the vast starry sky, only a saint can place his destiny in the chaos. , initially set foot on the road to transcendence, but even a saint would not dare to go deep into the land of chaos. Once lost in it, even the supreme king would find it difficult to escape, second only to the immortal river of time and space in mythology.
As for the Absolute Chaos Realm, it is rumored that it is deep in the depths of Chaos, also known as the land of the opening of the sky. This place is filled with the thunder of Chaos all year round, and there are many unknown dangers. Even the saints cannot bear the weight of it. Throughout the ages, many changes have occurred, and many people have fallen. Even the most powerful people in the supreme realm are considered taboos, so it is recognized as an absolute place by all the tribes in the world.
Of course, this chaotic realm is in the deepest part of chaos, and the place it is located is even more unpredictable. Many saints have never had a glimpse of it until they grow old, and the ancient Yin saint is no exception.
He was filled with endless terror, and his Tao and Dharma were operating to the extreme, but he could not get rid of the illusory boat at his feet. The void was like divine iron, holding it firmly in place. He even had the illusion that he was stepping on the tip of a knife. , the sharpness penetrated the bones, causing all the energy, blood and laws to be suppressed and became extremely stagnant.
The power of the rudimentary order of the sword!
His mind was spinning, but he couldn't move faster than the sword. The boat of the void was extradited and rushed into the realm of chaos.
boom!
Just like the creation of heaven and earth, this chaotic realm bursts out with blazing light, almost transparent, and the ancient sword energy blooms like glass, like a blooming epiphyllum.
Among the blooming epiphyllums, the figure belonging to the ancient Yin saint became illusory, reflecting a withered star, withering in the chaos.
Instant youth!
At the last moment, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of Saint Gu Yin's mouth, and he stopped struggling. He understood that he would eventually become a part of the history of the supreme conquest, and even the history of the imperial war. He would never be seen again in the world, and in the years Leave a trace.
…
In front of the bamboo sea.
After Su Qinian struck out with two swords, he put the sword away in front of his knees. The crystal-clear and clumsy-looking blade was sharp and sharp, and it lacked the peerless grace that had beheaded the saint just a moment ago.
From the beginning to the end, Su Qinian never stood up. He was dressed in a coarse white robe fluttering in the breeze of the bamboo sea. His black hair was like ink, his face was not very delicate, and his eyes were deep and cold, which made the strong men of all tribes in the wilderness feel... There was a sense of disdain, and the invisible force was overwhelming the sky, making even the gods tremble and couldn't help but hold their breath.
Unable to keep their heads down, Saint Jingu and Saint Lei Ling were killed alive in front of their eyes. The two giants of the Holy Realm were rare opponents among the saints, but they were crushed. This kind of combat power was shocking, and a ray of unparalleled opportunity. If the quasi-king doesn't come out, who can compete with him?
"Perhaps, it is really possible to enter the Holy King List and conquer the forty-nine heavenly maps."
"I don't know who is stronger or weaker between this person and the legendary supreme god and demon body."
…
Many strong men from all races were talking through voice transmissions, and they were all afraid and frightened. Someone mentioned the Supreme God and Demon Body. A few years ago, this mysterious young master from the human race almost overturned the boundless sea of stars, and finally made it to the Holy King List. It even attracted several supreme figures to take action, but failed to keep him. Now it seems that another young master of the human race who is comparable to the supreme god and demon body has been born?
At this moment, the sky above the Bamboo Sea was already a bright red, and sporadic raindrops fell, as magnificent as blood diamonds, and then connected into one.
Boom!
There was a dull sound of thunder, and this phenomenon was strange yet familiar. In fact, it was the first time for many foreign gods to see it.
The saint fell and cried in the rain of blood.
The bamboo sea is quiet, as if it is due to the existence of Su Qinian, and it is invulnerable to all forces. The rain of blood falls, but one step separates it, but it is like two worlds.
The gray-haired human saint also felt the excitement that he had not seen for a long time. At this moment, he temporarily put aside all his identity and external factors, and was able to witness the rise of a strong young human being, just like lighting up a bonfire in the endless haze. Illuminating the lost path and guiding the direction.
Eighty thousand miles away.
An old man with gray hair, his eyes as empty as white paper, and like two stone mills turning. He held a stone compass full of mottled cracks, stared into the distance, and murmured: "Where does the tributary of fate extend? …”
Not far away, five figures were a little embarrassed, some were stained with blood, but their energy was still extremely strong, splitting the void. These were five alien saints, but their faces were all ugly now. I thought that with the help of the life-cutting master, they could be The descendant of the god was completely trapped. Unexpectedly, he underestimated this descendant of a bloodline that came from ancient times and should have been severed long ago.
What's more important is that they just realized that there is a saint on this spiritual star, who has climbed to the top in one step, and it is Su Qinian, the descendant of Suo Tian.
After that, a few familiar waves of Juebian Qi revived. I thought that the Suotian successor was doomed, but I didn't expect that just a moment later, they cried in the rain of blood, and the shocking sword light stung their hearts even though they were tens of thousands of miles apart. His eyes, Tao and Dharma were all faintly suppressed.
"The ultimate opportunity, the prototype of order!"
The saint from the Immortal Clan spoke extremely solemnly, and his azure eyebrows were deeply furrowed. At the moment, it seemed that the other party had entered the quasi-king realm, and had only entered the supreme realm for the first time, but it was only a matter of time and month.
"This son is in charge of Feng Town. There are two taboos about time. Once he breaks through the second level of supreme heaven..."
The old man from the soul clan wrapped in black robe took a deep breath. Only by actually coming into contact with that person would he know what kind of terror was hidden in that seemingly weak body... He even had some doubts, but he just didn't dare. Definitely, if it is true, I am afraid that in the near future, the supreme race will really face an unparalleled enemy.
