Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 2281 Five-color Ripple Strike! (seeking subscription)

groan!
As if disturbed from a deep sleep, the silent mighty power of the Hibernating Saber revived spontaneously, and the ink-colored saber light surged, and with a puff, all the cocoons of fate wrapped around the blade were cut off.

As for the lawful knife of time and space hanging above the heavens of the flesh body, the clear light of the knife flashed, and the two pure white and flawless fate characters of the forbidden weapon were involved in it, smashed into nothingness, and the breath of time and space calamity disappeared in an instant. Passing away, it seems to be an inexplicable dao rhyme blooming, like an illusion.

When Su Qinian looked at both sides of the sky, the breath of mythology revived. The age span of this group of supreme beings even covered seven or eight epochs. There may be more than a hundred people who once entered the realm of mythology, and the remaining nearly two hundred The supreme beings retreated to the edge of the light of fate.

The balance of fate in the mythology, a real divine weapon, is sacrificed at this moment by an old supreme being. Under the rules and order of fate, everyone is suppressed under the supreme realm of nine or nine calamities. All bans are banned.

"I really miss it. I once stood in the field of mythology and competed for the quadrant. I didn't expect that there would be a day to return to mythology."

"Recalling carefully, I was indeed young at the time, and I also fantasized about pushing it all the way. In the end, it wasted time, and before reaching the end of the myth, I had no choice but to break into the ninety-nine calamities."

"The scenery of the highest realm is indeed different from that of the mythical realm, but if time can be turned back, I still want to take the quadrant road again. In those years, the people or things on the road evaporated with the years, and the people who travel with me now have long been strangers." ..."

In the land shrouded in the light of fate, many supreme beings who returned to the realm of mythology were not in a hurry to act, but instead felt that they were not fools. After the three of Su Qinian spoke, they had already realized that they wanted to make a move, but they were shocked. In the early years, Yuan and Tianmo, the two giants of the god list, went further than them in the field of mythology, and they were the existences that really stood at the end of mythology.

Peng Beiming glanced indifferently at the supreme beings of these tribes. The reason why he brought the balance of fate this time was because he knew that these people might not be reliable.

Only half a stick of incense!
Someone noticed that half a stick of incense was burning between the scales of fate, and it was also pure and flawless. , most likely reached the end.

"You can't beat me in the highest realm, so I want to go back to the mythical realm to fight." God Lord Zhenyuan shook his head, "When you have such thoughts, you can only look at my back in this life."

"You can't shake our Dao heart." Junhong God Realm's leader on the list said calmly.

The image of conferring gods may be the ultimate spectacle in the highest realm, but it does not depend entirely on hard work, good fortune and chance are indispensable, and the end of the myth, but there is no absolute distinction between strength and weakness, they all exist in the extreme under the quadrant, They want to regain the dignity lost in the Land of God's Fall.

The four giants of the God List left the two sides of the sky, and they all reached the end of the myth. After five hundred years, they finally had no choice but to break into the Nine Tribulations Supreme Realm. They stepped into the void, like four immortal mountains, unattainable , the mythical energy transpired, and even formed four terrifying visions behind him.

Peng Beiming stared at Su Qinian, and the other three giants on the list of gods stared at the two god masters Zhenyuan and Tianmo, as well as the young man in the beast robe, and two more sacred figures walked into the light of destiny, and they fled in the past. The other two giants of the ancient god list, they are full of mythical energy, distorting the void and time, lacking the God Conferred Altar, they can't return to the vast starry sky, so they stick to it until now.

"Don't make a move yet, return to Myth, this is a fair fight." Peng Beiming waved his hand to stop some of the older Myths who wanted to step forward.

Su Qinian's expression was indifferent, looking at this older generation's tycoon, is it really fair even if fate is in balance?As a giant on the list of gods, with the accumulation of endless years, his awareness of the evolution and battle of Tao and law is completely different from when he was young, let alone returning to mythology. the extreme below.

"I want to tear you apart with my own hands and drain your dragon blood."

As Peng Beiming said, the pair of sky-peng wings behind him shook violently. He shattered the void, and cracks spread like a spider web. He approached instantly like a jet of black lightning. Peng filled the sky, swallowing the sun, moon and stars, his cold eyes seemed to penetrate endless time and space, and fell on Su Qinian.

At the same time, a pitch-black halberd condensed in his hand, which was transformed from the supreme source of the void. Like a black dragon swung, he slashed down towards Su Qinian, the terrifying void dao rhyme, The torrential regular waves were set off, but when they reached Su Qinian's body, they were blocked by a hazy five-color light.

A colorful halo enveloped Su Qinian's three-foot-long body, like building a five-color divine kingdom, where all dharmas would not invade, Peng Beiming raised his eyebrows, and his Void Divine Halberd was difficult to hack in, but every inch he advanced, he was very happy. difficult.

"A bit strong." Su Qinian nodded, with a calm expression. He stood there without moving, but this kind of scrutiny and overlooking tone made Peng Beiming's mind explode instantly.

Roar!
He uttered a boundless roc roar, and the ancient celestial roc in the vision behind him descended and merged with his divine form. The pitch-black halberd in his hand suddenly burned with dazzling silver flames, and Su Qinian's eyes were filled with five-colored halos. Circulation, he could clearly see that the void scriptures that circulated in the silver flames were somewhat blurred, but the unique trajectory, the charm that resonated with Daohai, was inscribed by him with pure Yang Daoyun, Send it into the starry sky of thousands of stars, and inject it into the highest source of the void.

Then, he stretched out a hand, and grabbed the Void Divine Halberd that could shatter worlds in all directions.

Peng Beiming was startled. As an extreme character at the end of the myth, he possessed the consciousness of a giant on the list of gods. His reaction surpassed time, and his divine sense was extremely keen.

In an instant, he activated the taboo secret technique of the Tianpeng Clan, and with his own evolution, a black horn emerged from the top of his head, splitting out a dazzling beam of light, tearing time and space, and he went away at a high speed, breaking free Once you leave this world, you have to escape into the long river of time and space.

However, the five-color light covering Su Qinian's body collapsed, and the five-color scriptures were intertwined like a divine chain, entwined between his fingers and palms, and directly submerged into the clear river of time and space.

Click!

The pitch-black Tianpeng horn was broken and fell out of the long river of time and space. More importantly, Peng Beiming was grabbed by the neck and slipped out of the long river of time and space.

Boom!

Peng Beiming disintegrated himself and exploded in the palm of Su Qinian. In this way, he broke free from the shackles. The blood of Peng Beiming at the end of the myth, like feathers made of black gold, shot like hundreds of millions of swords, hot and sharp, Time is like a torn silk, densely packed, making the void where Su Qinian stands in disorder, and overlapping and distorted phantoms appear.

The five-color light reappeared, and the faint sound of chanting resounded in the ears. The five-color ripples surged like tides, connecting the heavens in the body, and the gods hide the great orifice. The five-color ripples are sharper than the heavenly knife, centered on Su Qinian , rapid expansion.

Then, on both sides of the golden sky, many mythical figures of the older generation saw a scene that horrified them. The terrifying slaughter that Peng Beiming disintegrated and bloomed, all melted silently under this blow, and the five-color ripples were indestructible. It seemed to be above all void and time, and directly caught up with Peng Beiming who was trying to be reborn with a taboo secret method in the distance.

With a puff, he, who had not yet formed, exploded again, and as the five-color ripples flowed back, Peng Beiming exploded several times in succession before he barely reunited with his real body.

He was panting heavily, his face was as white as paper, and the Tianpeng horn on the top of his head could not be completely reshaped, and a corner was missing. In just this moment, more than half of his mythical body was wiped out. This is really scary, but he The existence standing at the end of the myth, the extreme figure under the quadrant, under the balance of fate, in the realm of myth, how could anyone be able to open such a gap with him.

It wasn't just him, a group of supreme beings on both sides of the golden sky cracked were all shaken. Just watching Su Qinian's attack, when the five-color ripples bloomed, although they were still standing there, they seemed to be separated by a long distance. This unspeakable aura , they couldn't help being suspicious.

"He won't...has already entered the quadrant realm."

"Impossible, the only quadrant was born, the second quadrant is not so easy to break through, the younger generation doesn't feel it...but most of them have found their way, and are even on the way."

Peng Beiming sensed all directions, and a shock appeared in his eyes. What kind of monster is this? Don't you need to save in the mythology field?Who can bear such a broken situation?
After the blow of the five-color ripples, Su Qi took a young breath. This should be his initial integration of all kinds of methods, and he showed his utmost strength. It also further confirmed that the road to open the way is really suitable for him, so that he can gain something in such a short period of time.

Boom!

Su Qinian took the initiative to strike, his whole body emitted chaotic thunder sounds, the five-color halo reflected the five internal organs, and the supreme and eternal muscles and bones sang together. He punched Peng Beiming with a fist, and the five-color scriptures flowed in his heart. His spiritual consciousness was infinitely elevated, like It is to break away from the flesh shell, transcend time and space and overlook the heaven and earth, and all the rhythms of the road are reflected, showing every detail.

There are no bells and whistles, and it is also the original fist seal, but the light of the Huanghuang fist illuminates the entire golden sky crack, and even makes the half stick of incense in the center of the balance of fate burn faster.

"kill!"

Roaring, Peng Beiming took out a black halberd, which was his supreme weapon. Although he was pushed down to the high realm due to the rules of the balance of fate, it was still an extremely powerful mythical weapon. In the light of light, he used his utmost Taoism, and even ignited his blood. He disintegrated in exchange for the power to temporarily surpass the extreme state.

However, no matter how he used all his means, using all kinds of taboo and secret methods, and bless this halberd, Su Qinian's fist seal remained the same, covering the void and moving forward indomitably.

Together with the black halberd, Peng Beiming was blasted into the air with a bang.

(End of this chapter)