Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 1240 Gods, die!
hold head high!
The majestic dragon chant swept across the sky and the earth. Following Su Qinian's fist movement, under the pull of the terrifying fist force, the sun and star debris exploded in all directions. Unable to bear the pressure of the fist, the star stone pierced through the air, and the void The walls clanged and sparks flew.

puff!
There was a soft sound, the prayers of all living beings, the brilliance of the gods, were pierced by this fist, the young man suddenly changed color, the wings of the gods closed, and the sacred light was transpiring, as if an ancient gate of heaven was closing to separate the world of mortals mortal.

clang!
The front of the fist collided with the wings of the gods, and there was a magnificent sound of metal and iron, and a blazing light burst out between the two, and then a golden figure shot out from it, and with a bang, it smashed a sun star, Standing staggeringly, her blond hair was slightly disheveled, and her golden pupils showed a little shock for the first time.

"The embryonic form of immortal will!"

Looking at the tall and straight figure in the coarse white robe walking out of the blazing light, the young man was a little unbelievable, and said, "You actually broke the barrier of reincarnation leading to immortality!"

This is a bit outrageous. In the blood memory of young men, even in ancient times, those young gods and goddesses are still struggling on the road of reincarnation at this age. The realm of immortality is crucial to the road to becoming a god. However, this young descendant of the ancient human race in front of him has actually broken the barrier of immortality, and has begun to take the shape of immortal will. The existence of the fundamental seed level.

At this moment, the young man looked at Su Qinian, who was walking in front of him. He was dressed in a coarse white robe, his body was crystal clear and shimmering, especially his eyes, which were deep and bright. Deep in the pupils, there seemed to be a sea of ​​platinum and glass. A giant dragon made of gold and red clouds is swimming, riding the wind and waves, and it has an invincible demeanor.

boom!
At this moment, behind the young man, the wings of the gods collapsed and became light feathers flying all over the sky. He took a deep breath, raised a slender white palm, and held it in the air.

hum!
Thousands of light feathers gathered towards his palm, there was a faint sound of a knife, and the chanting sound pierced by the fist sounded again, which was more grand than before, and then condensed into a mouthful of pale gold, which was between illusion and reality. The quaint long knife between reality and reality.

This long knife has no handle, and both poles are sharpened. The young man hit the back of the knife with his hand, as if lifting a gorgeous and ancient moon.

"Under the swords of the gods, all living beings bow their heads!"

The young man chanted, his eyes were cold, and he raised his long knife. Amidst the grand chanting, the void behind him twisted slightly, revealing a vast sacred land. At the end of the light, a round of divine moon Rise slowly, bringing eternal darkness and killing.

Clang!
The light of the knife was not visible, as if it had swallowed the brilliance of the heavens, an unimaginable sharpness cut towards Su Qinian.

hold head high!
Su Qinian punches again, the edge of the fist is crystal clear, and infinite light blooms, and sometimes the rain of time lingers between the five fingers, as if to turn everything upside down and push back. This kind of fist involves the secret of time and light, combining light and time The two ways are fused and formed. The fist is ancient and domineering, and the spirit, energy and spirit are united. Especially under the impetus of the embryonic form of immortal will, this punch is unparalleled in the world, enough to overwhelm the holy realm and penetrate the group of enemies.

scoff!

Unexpectedly, the immeasurable light was torn apart at once, and the time rain was dimmed. Under this knife, it seemed to have turned back, giving birth to an illusion.

clang!
The fist collided with Shenyue, and there were blazing sparks splashing, like the stars born to protect Shenyue in the ancient night. Under this knife, Su Qinian regressed in a rare way. He stepped on the road of time, as if walking in time On top of the context, he went ten miles away without even half an instant.

Looking down at the front of the fist, a shallow knife mark barely broke through the skin, looming like a scarlet cloud, but overflowing with platinum and glazed battle blood.

Su Qinian showed a bit of thought, and actually hurt him. What was hidden in the knife just now was a sharpness he had never seen before. It seems that he suppressed a newborn baby before, which made him underestimate these suspected ancient creatures. Resuscitated creatures.

Boom!Boom!
The young man stepped forward, pointing at the earth with the light golden sword of the gods obliquely, between illusion and reality, the invisible sharp edge cut a continuous deep knife mark on the glazed land, his eyes were cold, with a sense of overlooking, all Under the divine sword, all living beings bow their heads, and all dharmas do not exist. It is the supreme dharma that can only be inherited and mastered by their blood. It is the difference in the essence of life.

"You have no chance."

His tone was very cold, and his golden armor was vicissitudes and gorgeous, as if carved from glass and gold jade. Every step he made was as heavy as a thousand weights, as if an ancient sacred mountain collapsed, and he came head-on. The majesty and momentum were enough to make ordinary saints Shy, with a strong compulsive temperament.

Su Qinian laughed.

The young man frowned, but he heard the laughter getting louder until he burst out laughing.

"why are you laughing!"

The young man scolded coldly, and the gods' knives were raised from the ground. The pale golden blades were crystal clear, and the invisible sharpness permeated the air, cutting off the void in front of them, leaving only a deep and vast, terrifying sword gesture that the gods were overlooking.

"It's been a long time, I haven't held a knife for a long time."

The laughter gradually subsided, and Su Qinian spoke in a serious tone.

At the same time, he raised one hand, and between his brows, a long knife that looked like a substance fell, fell into the palm of his hand, and was grasped.

hum!
There was a faint sound of saber groaning, the stone blade was crystal clear, trembling lightly, the platinum glazed brilliance was introverted, above the saber, there was a heavenly dragon entrenched, and there was a vicissitudes of life flowing through the years. At this moment, in the eyes of the young man, in front of him Su Qinian, from the moment he holds the knife, his whole body exudes an extremely restrained sharpness from the inside out, as if he is integrated with the knife in his hand, not a human-knife fusion, or a knife transformed into one. , standing there, it is a peerless sword.

"Bright martial intent!"

The young man's tone was slightly condensed. This is a kind of martial state that is beyond the Tao and the law. It is not limited to the realm of cultivation. It is just a kind of grasp of power. Then different Martial Realms can be activated to reach [-]%, [-]%, or even stronger.

Even the current him, nourished by his blood, has barely touched the threshold of this martial realm. Generally speaking, under the Supreme Realm, there were not many people who could comprehend this kind of martial realm in ancient times .

"Who the hell are you!"

The young man said in a deep voice, he began to suspect that Su Qinian's roots were not sanctified yet, but he had such force and comprehension. Could this fundamental seed-level existence be bred in the current world?
Clang!
What responded to him was a ray of brilliant knife light, as if reflecting reincarnation, tracing the past, walking along the trajectory of fate, where the knife light passed, all darkness was purified, the world opened up, and the sun rose to the moon Fall, see the light again.

"presumptuous!"

The young man's golden eyebrows fluttered, the swords of the gods slashed down, the moon rose, the land of the gods reappeared, night and slaughter fell, and the brilliance of the heavens dimmed.

hold head high!
At this time, in the splendid light of the knife, accompanied by the clanging of the knife, a sacred, ancient, and more magnificent dragon roar rose up. The young man's heart trembled, and his golden pupils contracted. What did he see? In the light of the knife, a sacred and ancient phantom snaked around, its limbs and head had condensed into substance, and began to spread towards the body.

That is……

"Ancient Sky Dragon!"

For the first time, the young man cried out in shock, he couldn't believe his eyes. Immediately, two long knives collided in the void, slashing fiercely. In an instant, two figures were entangled, like two lightning bolts in this cemetery. The lights are flickering, and the light of the knife is interlaced, as if light and darkness are reincarnated, alternating and reciprocating.

clang!clang!clang!clang!clang!
On the sun cemetery with a radius of hundreds of miles, it seems that a meteor shower has fallen, the vacuum is distorted, star debris is blown up one after another, rocks are pierced through the sky, hurricanes are swept through, and even formed a tornado after another, Stirring the golden mist above the sky, it turned into twisted vortices one after another.

hundreds of miles away.

Xuan Bu Nian's mind was trembling, even if she closed her six senses, that terrifying duel, overflowing momentum, still seemed to be pervasive, and it was reflected in her mind. During this time, Liu Qingchan had led her back again and again, Approaching thousands of miles away.

You must know that this is the Jedi of Pure Yang, and even more so in the extreme depths of this sun cemetery. The void is like iron, and the air is solidified. Even if Liu Qingchan grasps the taboos of the void, he cannot shake the barrier of the void here. I am afraid that only the quasi-sage Only the master can barely twist the air here, but if the fierce battle in front of him twists the situation for hundreds of miles, Liu Qingchan doesn't believe that there is any quasi-sage of destiny who can do it in the two races of humans and monsters.

Holy battle!

Liu Qingchan's cold eyes showed a bit of concentration. I am afraid that the recovery of the nine demon saints is nothing more than that, or maybe not as good. The young creatures bred in the mysterious sun and stars are very strong, and Su Qinian's diligent , which shocked her even more. She didn't believe that anything could come out of thin air. If there is something to be gained, there must be sacrifices. Liu Qingchan can hardly imagine that in order to obtain the force before her eyes, in the past five years, What is the price to be paid.

Rumble!
Maybe it was a hundred knives, maybe a thousand knives, maybe ten thousand knives, even the huge star wreck like two sacred mountains collapsed and collapsed under the two terrifying sharp edges.

clang!clang!clang!
Both Su Qinian and the young man were full of fighting spirit at this moment, almost crazy, the two figures were glowing, more like two new rounds of gods, colliding violently, the scorching light and heat swept across like tides In heaven and earth, under the swords of the gods at this moment, all dharmas can no longer be cut off. The long stone sword is simple and gorgeous, and the dragon body entrenched on the sword seems to have come alive and began to swim slowly.

(End of this chapter)