heartbeat!
The green-shirted Sword King is focused. Although he has been in the realm of true kings for many years, he will not underestimate any strong man who is above the holy realm.
Boom! Boom!
In an instant, the roaring sound like a heartbeat became more intense, with no origin or direction.
This was somewhat beyond the imagination of the Supreme Sword King. Even he couldn't tell the source of the heartbeat, but he was certain that this change came from the young successor of Suotian.
The corpse tribe old man suddenly noticed that the knife in the young man's hand was hanging down, and an indescribable aura spread out from his body.
The three-foot-eight-inch supreme sword was very close at hand. The sound of the sword was like the sea of heaven bursting its embankments. The power of the supreme sword was everywhere. Under the colorful sword light, there was a delicate and calm young face.
It's just that compared to before, his black hair was mixed with a few wisps of white frost, and his calmness revealed a bit of coldness and a bit of vicissitudes.
It was a palm that cut across the path like a sword from the sky.
boom!
The supreme edge exploded, like a starry sky collapsing, and the blazing sword light shredded the surrounding gray fog into nothingness, but it could not make the figure retreat even half a step.
That is……
In the depths of the gray mist, the old man of the corpse race showed a look of shock for the first time. He stared at the figure that suddenly appeared. The ancient corpse energy was a world of its own. If it were an outsider, even an emperor, it would be impossible for him to not sense it at all. Where does this person come from?
"Incarnation outside the body? No, the incarnation is stronger than the real body, which is unusual."
"It's not the previous Dharmakaya, it doesn't have the breath of the Time Dharma."
…
Based on the life experience of the corpse clan old man, he is a little confused and does not conform to his past cognitions. In terms of erudition, looking at the world, there are probably not many clans that can match him. The corpse clan can't see the clues. I'm afraid there are few people in the heavens who can tell the difference.
The blue-shirted sword king rarely showed a solemn expression.
"What's wrong?" The corpse tribe old man was puzzled.
"A quasi-king." The blue-shirted sword king said.
so what?
The old man of the Corpse Tribe didn't understand that it didn't matter if he was the quasi-king. In front of a supreme sword king, even the quasi-king was far from enough.
Wait, quasi-king!
The pale pupils of the corpse clan old man seemed to have turned into two white holes. All his previous speculations seemed to have lost their meaning. This generation of Suotian descendants is really amazing and tricky to the extreme. Even the two of them, the supreme beings, can't even see it. Can take control immediately.
Su Qinian looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure in front of him.
For many years, he has not summoned his future body. Firstly, he is unwilling to rely on external forces. Secondly, the origin of the Heart of Time is too mysterious. He does not know if there are any hidden dangers. It is still hidden in his body and he can only sense it. But cannot be driven away.
After many years, the future body that appeared after being summoned again had changed a lot from before. The vicissitudes of life were probably not just his own self in a year or two. He saw a few wisps of frosty white, based on his life level. In other words, such a situation should not occur within thousands of years.
Is this really my future self?
Su Qinian was silent. From beginning to end, his future body always had its back to him, and this time was no exception. Many years later, his future body's combat power seemed to have greatly improved. He was able to catch the supreme sword. He felt a With a harmonious Qi, it is obvious that the future body has reached the quasi-king realm.
A hundred feet in radius, the gray fog is forbidden.
Soon, Su Qinian heard the sound of sword chanting again, and the gray mist in front of him cracked two holes. They were two colorful long swords. The power of the supreme sword was several times stronger. All the realms were wailing, as if they couldn't bear it. This supreme edge.
Ding! Ding! when! when!
A series of sparks burst out, and the future body intercepted everything. He stood in front of Su Qinian, cutting off all the sharp edges. He was dressed in a white robe. It seemed that hundreds of millions of divine swords were constantly stabbing his body, but even his robe could not Cut open half a minute, he is like an eternal statue, immortal and immortal despite the erosion of time.
The next moment, the future body moved.
He did not stand still and passively receive the sword, but stepped forward without dodging or dodging, and still slashed down with the sword.
Different from the sword strike just now, when this sword fell, the world in all directions dimmed instantly, and then a ray of light was born. In the haze, Su Qinian seemed to see trillions of human beings roaring, making a war sound that shook the earth.
As a result, that ray of light blazed brightly and shone brightly.
clang! clang!
Two colorful long swords were knocked away by the palm knives, making a metallic trembling sound, and two white sword marks appeared on the edges of the future body's palms. A clear light spread under his feet, converging into a light path, extending into the depths of the gray fog. at.
"He's here." The corpse clan old man said in a solemn voice.
The blue-shirted sword king remained silent, but his cold eyes gradually began to glow.
For many years, apart from that man, no other alien weapon could make him feel like this.
He wanted to use his sword.
Yes, it was just two sharp auras, and he hadn't drawn his sword yet.
At this time, a clear light path broke through the layers of gray fog and arrived here. A vicissitudes of life figure in a white robe came along the light path. In his black hair, a few strands of white frost danced lightly. He looked at the green shirt. The Sword King, with his calm and ink-like eyes showing no emotional changes, then drew his sword.
Before the blue-shirted sword king could draw his sword, Future Body's sword was raised and slashed through the air.
So brave!
The corpse clan old man's heart skipped a beat, and then his pale eyes widened.
As the sword fell, he seemed to see a long river. On the long river, countless threads were intertwined with different thicknesses, extending into the unknown void.
And among the countless silk threads, there were tens of thousands of them leading to this boundary place, and some of them were particularly thick. The old man of the corpse tribe felt that he was about to be resurrected. How could he see such a sword technique here.
The sword king in green couldn't help but be moved. This sword made his sword blood turn from extremely quiet to boiling. He pointed his sword together and stabbed forward with great solemnity.
The seemingly ordinary sword finger seemed to carry the weight of the ancient sacred mountain, moving forward inch by inch. Then, a faint virtual flame rose above the sword finger, and the virtual flame reflected a cold sword pool. , under the eternal night, on the edge of the sword pool, a broken sword clanked for eternity.
Buzz!
The next moment, the palm knife and the sword finger collided. There was no blazing light and huge impact sound as imagined, nor was there any shattered supreme edge and bone and blood. The palm knife and the sword finger seemed to be stuck in a stalemate, with a little light between them. It jumps, flickers on and off, and can't tell what color it is, but it seems to be stronger than all the lights in the world. (Please subscribe and vote. There is one more chapter to come. The next plot is a more important chapter. I will work hard to write it in ten steps. I hope it will have a happy ending.)
