In the troubled times of the ten directions, the Martial Saint in the world!

Chapter 410 An Unstoppable Enemy!
Chen Xiu stood among the bones and corpses, staring at the figure, and slowly raised the full moon scimitar in his hand.

If the [Peacock Demon King] Zong Xuan in the past, it seems that the mountains are towering, and the mountains look up.

Then, the monster in front of him is shaped like a continuous green mountain range, vast and broad.

Looking at it from a distance, it is such a huge monster, but at this moment it seems to be hovering above the mountain of corpses, not going deep into the sea of ​​clouds, nor escaping into nothingness, and it feels a bit like Xumi is also hiding in mustard seeds.

Chen Xiu raised his head slightly. This huge monster had a head like a pegasus, eyes like a tortoise, a body like a long snake, antlers like a deer, a whole body of green onions, and scales like a city gate.
Here, one of the legendary true dragons, the four spirits of the sky, the green dragon of the Eastern Jiayimu! !
Its eyes are like chaotic lakes, lifeless at all, but they can make people feel extremely unwilling and sad.

Chen Xiu's eyes fell on the dragon body, and fell on the headless man in the green robe and gold armor holding the Yanyue long knife in his hand, and let out a breath of foul air.

He had already guessed the identity of this person.

Marquis Shouting of the Han Dynasty, one of the founders of the Western Shu Dynasty, General of the Five Tigers.

Qinglong, Guan Yunchang!

"Chen Wu's hexagram is to predict my fate here. It is for [Walking together with greedy martial arts, crossing mountains and breaking seas, and going forward indomitable]. I hope, his hanging image is true." Chen Xiu greeted the mighty god-like demon Long Ying, talking to himself.

At this moment, he could feel that his aura had been locked! !

The dragon eyes, which contained sadness and unwillingness, seemed to be like large glazed cups, had already locked on to him!
clang--

The deep and incomparable sound of gold and iron resounded across the sky, and the headless corpse walked slowly, holding the Crescent Moon Knife stained with bright red.

Chen Xiu slowly raised his hand, the Gang Qi surged, and amidst the mighty thunder and light, the whole body's breath was boiling!

It seems to be a condensed Dharma image like a general in the world, with a light golden body, smoke and clouds as a robe, and the holes around his body are like caves, which accommodate the pure land of Buddhism.

Yinglong lingers, ancient lamps flicker, and controls endless thunder!

Appearance of the Dharma——The Buddha of the Interpretation of the Dharma should respond to the appearance of the Dragon King, open!

With five fingers clenched into fists, Chen Xiu's eyes were shining with brilliance. At this moment, the Dharma seems to be completely integrated with the physical body! !

There are endless flashes of light all over the body, about a hundred feet high, like a god!
The whole body is condensed by the principles of heaven and earth, and the physical body is almost integrated with the law, which feels a bit upright!

Innate and supernatural powers - Faxiang Tiandi!
"call--"

Chen Xiu exhaled slowly and let out a sharp roar, his breath reached an unprecedented height.

The full moon scimitar in his hand seemed to have turned into a moat at this moment, and the cold light reflected hundreds of feet of light and shadow! !

Roar--

The incomparably huge green dragon raised its head to the sky and screamed, and opened its bloody mouth.

The sound of the dragon's chant echoed far away, like the roar of heaven and earth, blood overflowed from Chen Xiu's eyes, ears, mouth and nose, his mind buzzed, and his soul was shocked!
It's not the wrath of the dragon, but the real dragon chant Cangmang!
hum-

The void roared, and the headless corpse moved!

The Yanyue scimitar in his hand was slowly lifted up. At this moment, the light between the heaven and the earth seemed to be swallowed up!
Once this knife is released, the world will be darkened, and it will dominate the world! !

The corpses and bones all over the place seemed to have become extremely small, and this knife shadow seemed to surpass everything! !

Simple and direct, no tricks, only pure! !
Chen Xiu's chest rose and fell slightly, and his thoughts were united!

When the full moon scimitar in his hand was raised lightly, it turned into thousands of afterimages, like a dream! !
In Chen Xiu's eyes, infinite light and shadow emerged.

Like a dragon god hovering in the clouds, like a Buddha sitting upright in a pure land of glazed glass, like a lord among thunderstorms, like a boundless Shura, light and shadow converge.

Endless domineering intent, sublime and sacred intent, arrogance that overlooks everything, indomitable sweeping across the world, and a resolute awe-inspiring determination to kill anyone who stands in the way!

All thoughts are condensed on one knife.

When the knife was raised, space, time, and breath seemed to be frozen!

The mountain-like momentum seems to rise from the clouds.

The light of the knife passed by, and it evolved into a dragon of the sky, domineering and vast! !

When it fell, the power pierced through the mountains and rivers, and the remaining power caused the ground under its feet to shatter!

The infinite divine power, like a great ancient desolate beast, exploded the void, as if dragging thousands of mountains and emerald greens, and thousands of waves!
When the knife was cut down, the thunder light condensed, as if a gap had passed! !

This knife is the pinnacle of Chen Xiu's knife skills at the moment.

Integrating the evil spirit of the supreme magic knife, the precision and fierceness of the magic knife, and the yin and yang changing knife potential mastered by oneself, the three elements are unified!

The sky and the earth are roaring, and everything is silent! !

Chen Xiu raised his saber to the sky, the saber pierced into the infinite, and when the thunder disappeared, his figure loomed, as if he was holding Mount Tai to roll across the North Sea, carrying the extremely majestic power without turning back, as if cutting open the earth and setting up a new sky!
A violent wave swept across the earth, and deep ravines burst open among the corpses! !

The Yanyue Knife trembled slightly, and there was a crisp sound of the knives of the knife.

Chen Xiu stepped heavily on the ground, raising dust all over the sky! !
The tiger's mouth was cracked, and the five fingers were numb.

The earth at this moment is already looking like doomsday destruction! !

"No, he is indeed the former Hanshou Pavilion, a legendary figure. Even if he is dead and has a remnant body, the power of a casual knife can block my strongest knife." Chen Xiu's eyes had several Very shocking.

Roar--

The sound of dragon chant reappeared, and the void trembled.

The real dragon dies at the age of one, but the dragon's prestige is still there!
If he hadn't been able to break the evil thoughts in his heart, the primordial spirit had fed back and obtained the ultimate transformation.

I'm afraid that only great master-level fighters can wake up in this dragon chant!
Boom!

The sky cracked.

A Qinglong Yanyue Knife that seemed to replace heaven and earth smashed down!

Chen Xiu's pupils shrank, and he even felt the breath of death!
Can't resist, can't dodge! !

Ying Long's phantom lingers around his body.

In the depths of nothingness, there seems to be a long sparkling river descending from the sky, vague and indistinct, with no end, no past, no future!

Chen Xiu stepped into the long river of nothingness.

Not here, not there, no end!
The earth was completely cracked, nearly thousands of miles away, completely reduced to dust! !

Supreme supernatural powers - step into the long river, fate is not destined!

Holding the Qinglong Yanyue Knife, the headless corpse stopped slightly, and paced around the corpse again.

The wind is still there, but it is already motionless, as if falling into a deep sleep.

The huge dragon shadow also slowly dissipated.

The void fluctuated, as if there were waves splashing.

Chen Xiu stepped out with a pale complexion, beads of sweat falling like raindrops.

"Are you kidding me? If it weren't for my supernatural powers, I could step into the long river of fate and modify my fate slightly, there would really be no way out." Chen Xiu clutched his chest with a gloomy expression.

In order to avoid this trick, he spent ten years of his lifespan!
Even, the dead Hanshou Tinghou gave him the feeling when he shot just now, not inferior to Yuwen Chengdu!
bang-

A crisp sound sounded.

Chen Xiu bowed his head slightly.

An ancient bronze tripod fell to the ground.

His cosmos bag was broken.

Before he had time to feel sentimental, Chen Xiu only felt a black shadow covering himself.

He looked sideways.

Standing beside him was the headless Han Shoutinghou.

He seemed to be looking at himself.

In other words, look at this ancient tripod!

(End of this chapter)