Joy and sorrow, Xiaolian finally realized the meaning of this sentence.
He miraculously broke his fate and broke away from the five elements.
Then his cultivation increased greatly, reaching the rank of the top powerhouses, and he successfully found the bridge of helplessness.
It's a pity that at this time, the strong soldiers of the god clan came, and in the face of the strong man who cut three, she tried all her might, but in the end she was powerless to change the situation.
The Silent Extinction Knife was too terrifying, destroying all laws and cutting everything.
Before the knife arrived, the knife opened at the center of her eyebrows, and then a delicate blood flower bloomed.
At this moment, a brilliant sword light slashed down from the vast void, slashing with a kind of fearless heroism.
A sword and a sword collided in the void, and two different mysteries devoured each other.
At the junction of the two energies, a trace of texture vibrated out, each strand was as heavy as a thousand pounds, and each strand carried a terrifying power.
Xiaolian flew away in fright, and only then did she have time to look at the people who came from afar.
The person who came was none other than the Taigu Sword Xiu Qinghe.
A long sword in hand, I have it in the world, this is the heroism of sword cultivation.
"Qinghe, you are looking for death."
The soldier was furious in his heart, but the bridge was so close that no one could refuse its temptation.
He already regarded everyone as his opponent, which is why he preemptively attacked Xiaolian.
His body burst out, and the terrifying battle intent Lingyun Lingyun, a bright divine knife in his hand was like electricity, slashing at Qinghe's head.
Qinghe did not retreat, but advanced, with the long sword in his hand, he resolutely rushed forward.
In the heart of Jian Xiu, there is no retreat, only forward, even if it is death, even if it is a dead end, as long as there is a sword in his hand, it can be broken and destroyed.
The two fought fiercely in the void, one of them was a master of the god clan, and the other was a mysterious powerhouse.
It's really hand-to-hand, but it's evenly matched.
Xiaolian stood in the distance, but she was a little worried in her heart.
Because the two sides have fought hundreds of moves, Qinghe is the one who attacks more, but the opponent's defense is majestic and reasonable.
Xiaolian realized this situation, and Qinghe also realized it.
Finding the opportunity, he shouted, the sound was like rolling thunder, and the blood sword in his hand burst out with boundless might, and the blood wave was three thousand miles, and the blood qi rushed to the sky, flooding the entire space.
Holding the sword in his right hand, he pinched left and right, and when the blood wave was at its peak, it drove the momentum of the nine heavens to slash wildly towards the devolution.
The soldier held a knife to block it, his hands couldn't help but shake, and a stream of blood immediately shot out of the tiger's mouth.
In the instant just now, there were at least hundreds of thousands of collisions between the two sides, and each collision caused a lot of trauma to the soldiers.
Now that hundreds of thousands of times have been superimposed, it is easy to explain the direct blood rush of the tiger's mouth.
The other party came with the general trend of heaven and earth, and the limelight was too strong, only to hear a bang, and the long knife in the soldier's hand shattered.
Exhale and make a sound, like thunder in the sky.
The power in Qinghe's hand increased by three points, and the aftermath slashed down unabated.
The gaze in the soldier's eyes flickered, and his body flickered away from the moment, and at the same time, his right hand glowed with purple light, and he pointed at the blood-colored sword.
"Fan."
The two words spit out, as if the world had changed in an instant, and the blood-colored mad knife trembled violently, and then the blood marks on it seemed to have been deprived in an instant, and the divine weapon turned into mortal iron.
Qinghe's face flushed, and then he spit out a mouthful of blood, looked at the blood sword that directly shattered with a little shock, and exclaimed, "The art of turning mortals." ” He'd heard of this spell, but he hadn't believed it all the time.
Now that I have seen it with my own eyes, I have truly seen its domineering.
The blood knife in his hand was tempered with tens of thousands of precious materials, and he drank the blood of all things, although it was not an immortal soldier, it was infinitely close.
I never thought that I would be pointed at by others, and I turned into mortal iron.
And Fan Iron couldn't withstand so much energy, so it was directly shattered.
"You still have some eyesight, but going against my gods and spirits is simply looking for death."
The soldier snorted coldly, his body turned into a golden light, and the supreme magic was used, and he pushed forward frantically.
"I'll see how you are still fighting now and losing the sword in your hand, how can you still move forward" As soon as the words fell, the supreme divine technique exploded violently, and the green dragon and white tiger, the vermilion bird Xuanwu, and the Quartet Holy Beast appeared out of thin air, occupying the four directions of heaven and earth.
With a tear, the clouds rolled up, the heavens and the earth seemed to be separated in half, and a sharp sword qi roared and swept through the Liuhe, shocking the Eight Desolations.
A beautiful sword lotus appeared out of thin air, and fierce sword qi flowed from above.
"How is it possible" The soldier's face changed, and he shouted in a lost voice.
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"The highest realm of sword cultivation is that there is no sword in the hand, and there is a sword in the heart.
As long as I want to, every grass and tree, every sand and stone in heaven and earth can be turned into a peerless divine weapon.
Qinghe sneered, pinched the seal with both hands, and directly detonated the sword lotus in mid-air.
The sword lotus shattered, and hundreds of millions of sword qi burst out in all directions like a flood beast out of the gate.
Maybe a sword qi is not so strong, but when thousands of daos are gathered together, it becomes terrifying.
The Quartet Holy Beasts also sensed the huge crisis, and each waved its own laws and combined them into a huge rune.
The sigil swirled, revealing a desolate and ancient aura.
This time and space seems to have returned to the beginning of heaven and earth, the era when everything never existed.
The huge sigil composed of the four holy beasts merged into one hung mightily in the impoverished sky, shining brightly in the present and the ancients, and it would be beautiful for centuries.
The billions of sword qi suddenly stopped, and the time and space in front of him seemed to have turned into a muddy swamp, and no matter how much he urged it, he couldn't move a bit.
His face changed suddenly.
"Qinghe, let me tell you that the law originally represented by the Holy Beast of the Four Directions was the Mother of All Things, representing the will of heaven and earth.
As long as you are in this plane, you will be conditioned by me.
With a terrifying killing intent in his eyes, the soldier said word by word.
Say these things for nothing else, just to hit the other party.
Didn't you rely on your supernatural powers, and I will use this to suppress you.
Xiaolian's face was anxious, and when she was about to fly to the rescue, Xiang's shoulder was held down, which made her face change greatly, and her body reacted instinctively, and the powerful mana wanted to bounce away.
The man slapped her palm on the shoulder, forcing her back with all the strength she exerted.
"Xiaolian, it's me."
Hearing the voice of the visitor, Xiaolian's tense expression relaxed, looked at Guo Ming, whose aura had changed greatly, and hurriedly said, "Go and save Qinghe." ” "No, you underestimate the ability of sword cultivation too much.
You can rest assured, Qinghe still has unused means.
Guo Ming said confidently
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