Put aside the sneaky calculations behind the scenes and focus on the world again.
Xue Shaocun may make huge waves in the future, but at this moment, he is just a cub that has just broken free from the shackles.
On the other side of the world, the gods native to this world are having an extremely fierce conflict with the swordsmen who have moved from the world of high martial arts.
The cause of the conflict is simple.
For a mountain, a piece of land, and some people in the territory, that's all.
Those monks who have cultivated for thousands of years in worlds such as Gaowu brought their accumulation and belongings from another world to this new world for them. They did not come to compromise and then develop slowly.
Crying down a mountain and killing a god, is there any simpler and more direct way to become famous, establish prestige, gain authority and accumulate wealth?
there is none left!
Therefore, a monk who called himself Yuncheng Sword Immortal went to a mountain with a god to seize everything from the god.
Perhaps in reality, they dare not show their teeth to mythical existences.
But in the world of Turin Dream, they firmly believe that life and death are false and interests are real.
Thousands of years of accumulation of practice have given him the confidence to believe that even if he has not crossed that threshold, there will be no gap in strength and combat power, and he will even surpass it.
All around are the audience.
Many people care about this battle.
Regarding the aborigines of this world and their cultivation methods, the monks all want to know first.
On the sacred mountain, the alien god with three legs, six eyes and eight arms, who was not like a human being, had stopped his rage.
With the help of some relics in the ruins, the foreign race that directly ascended to the gods did not have the sequelae of overpowering the development, and appeared relatively weak.
The infusion of information and consciousness completely transformed this alien race.
As a mortal, he is completely different from as a god, and perhaps only his memory continues.
And this 'false' continuation is exactly why Ke Xiaoliang will ring the bell of broken dreams for the second time in the future.
The alien god reached out and grasped his divine power, turning it into a knife.
The swords and thunderbolts, carrying a power that seemed inescapable and dodgeable, were killing the swordsman in white.
Under the sword in white clothes, Ling Yuluo felt the majestic squeezing force around him for an instant. He could not escape and could only resist directly with the long sword in his hand.
There was a collision and a powerful energy impact.
Ling Yuluo's body retreated very quickly, and the power of his true energy and blood condensed into one force, and the martial arts form he transformed into was dispersed by a rush.
The powerful impact caused Ling Yuluo to fly at least a dozen miles away.
Finally, when he flew out of the 18th mile, Ling Yuluo forcibly used his true energy to stop his speed and retreat.
He leaned back and a mouthful of blood spurted out!
Once they had a fight, the originally confident swordsman was already injured.
It seems that the outcome of the final battle is also self-evident at this time.
Many monks watching the battle were in an uproar.
Many of them knew Ling Yuluo.
Although this person is just a casual cultivator in reality, he has become a sword-wielding elder in the Sword City, a rising power in the world of high martial arts. He has refined the true energy and sword energy for more than three thousand years in the world of high martial arts. Unparalleled tyranny.
In the world of high martial arts, he belongs to the top figures, and he does not dare to provoke him. Within the world, he is no different than a god.
Even some real myths who entered the world of high martial arts later, when they meet them in the world of high martial arts, they will be treated with a little more respect, and they will be treated as equals.
However, at this time, Ling Yuluo's mouthful of blood seemed to directly spill this seemingly false pride.
They have obviously forgotten that years of accumulation in worlds such as Gaowu and Wasteland have given them power that is comparable to mythology. This is not only due to their own practice, but also due to the rules and restrictions of the world itself.
In the world of high martial arts, there are no magical powers, no supernatural powers, only martial arts will last forever.
Naturally, warriors with rich experience and accumulation can be valued and treated as equals by real myths.
But this is not the case in the world of Turin Dream.
Turin Dream has an extremely broad tolerance and can accommodate almost any type of extraordinary power.
This also means that any power can be exerted here without being suppressed in the slightest.
When the power of myth is no longer restricted, does not cross strata, but lacks enough real foundation, and is just a stupid effort accumulated repeatedly, then its weakness and clumsiness are revealed.
clang!
The alien god swung his sword again.
This time, he used more divine power.
Ling Yuluo seemed to see a golden mythical kingdom falling towards him.
The impact on his mind actually inspired his martial arts will.
Could this be the turning point in this battle?
The true meaning of Dugu's Nine Swords was operating. Ling Yuluo gave up his defense at this time, and mobilized all his true energy, turning it into a fierce and unparalleled sword energy, and stabbed out a very threatening sword, which was clearly pointed at the alien god. A flaw.
This sword not only attacks the enemy but saves oneself, but also puts the enemy to death in order to survive.
Ling Yuluo's rich fighting experience reminded him that if he fights a more powerful enemy, he will lose if he defends for a long time.
This sword is wonderful.
Many monks who were watching the battle cheered, waiting for this sword to achieve success.
Unexpectedly, the alien god suddenly spread his eight arms and hugged his body into a ball.
At the same time, a smaller version of him emerged from the Tianling Gai.
Jump in the other direction.
Poof!
Ling Yuluo's sword indeed hit the vital part of the alien god accurately.
But the body of the alien god turned into golden fire and disappeared on its own as the fierce sword energy tore it apart.
The small alien god who jumped out of the Tianling Cap seemed to have absorbed the nutrients of his original body, slowly enlarged, and finally returned to his original shape.
Ling Yuluo tried his best to strike with his sword, but it had no effect at all.
On the contrary, in this way, he lost his fierceness and leaked some trump cards, which made the foreign gods take precautions.
It will be even more difficult to use such a decisive sword to turn against the enemy...
There were sighs among the crowd.
Many people made suggestions loudly, as if they were able to deal with the situation calmly and kill the enemy with three moves.
Ling Yuluo was forced to fall into a defensive state again. The long sword in his hand was repeatedly attacked hard, and there were already traces of cracks.
Although the sword body is made of excellent material and has been refined for many years, it is already extraordinary.
However, the sword itself is not something that can be used to cause violence, and the power of alien gods is also very powerful and should not be underestimated.
Ling Yuluo's sword can withstand several consecutive attacks, which is already commendable.
"Idiot, he is a god, but you are a monk."
"This is not like yesterday. You have a huge amount of true energy, but you still can't cast a few Taoist methods and spells?" A cold drink sounded, like a basin of cold water being poured on Ling Yuluo's head.
Ling Yuluo suddenly seemed to have an enlightenment. He pinched a sword finger and recited the secret.
But for a moment, the surrounding wind and sand swirled, and a large number of invisible swords burst out with murderous intent, surrounding the alien god from all directions.
After using magic to create a distraction barrier, Ling Yuluo moved his body skills to shuttle through a large number of invisible sword energy, condensed the true energy, transformed the sword energy, gathered a large number of invisible swords, and attacked at the same time.
This strike is like a thousand blades and all strikes are true, and there is one death hidden among all truths.
A large number of real but not powerful attacks cover up the real fatal sword.
The coordination between the monk's methods and the warrior's attack was clearly revealed.
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