The Heavens: Thousands of Households Starting from Number One in the World

Meng Jing gradually drew out the remaining magic power in his body.

The Xihe sword in his hand burst out with brilliant sun flames. The flames were blinding, spreading towards the blue sky and covering everything.

All living things felt a burning sensation coming towards them.

The central place is.

Meng Jing was suspended in the sky holding the Flame Sun Blade, looking down with lowered eyebrows. His aura was like a mountain torrent, and the energy waves turned into ripples that washed over the Douqi Continent.

The wind and clouds are surging, the yin and yang, the sun and the moon are circulating, and light and darkness are alternating on the continent.

Beads of sweat appeared on Xiao Yan's forehead. In his eyes, he saw layers of armor appearing on Meng Jing's body. The armor was dazzling and incredibly sharp, and waves of dazzling air rushed towards him.

"This guy! He is so strong!" Xiao Yan's eyebrows twitched wildly, but his eyes were cold and his face was calm.

I underestimated the opponent again!

Meng Jing held the Xihe Sword in his hand, his eyes locked on Xiao Yan. He raised his hand and swung it instantly. The tip of the Xihe Sword cut through space, leaving a devastating Yangyan Slash.

This slash became a mark in the history of the continent because it was an unprecedented and unparalleled slash.

Xiao Yan was shocked upon seeing this, and raised the Xuan Zhong Ruler to block in front of him. He didn't know how to defend himself, so he only knew to pour the colorful Dou Qi into it, in order to break the force with "force".

boom!
The brilliant light shines across the continent like twinkling stars.

The marks left by Meng Jing's cuts were like stones that fell into this world, and the cuts spread out like waves, impacting the edge of the world.

At this moment, countless peaks on the Douqi Continent were broken by the ripples, and each mountain slowly slid down from its seat, raising clouds of dust.

In the dust and fog.

Countless masters were already dumbfounded, their eyes terrified. Gu Yuan's lips trembled, the Dragon Emperor was in a state of confusion, and the Soul Emperor was dazed.

Xiao Yan's body turned into a meteorite and fell into a forest, stirring up countless mud and sand. His face turned red, and he felt his hands shaking wildly, and he even felt weak. Xiao Yan's eyes were full of fear.

"How is this possible! This slash?" Xiao Yan widened his eyes, his tone filled with disbelief.

If Xiao Yan had not taken this blow, the entire continent would probably have been cut in half.

Meng Jing brandished the Xihe Sword, and a brilliant light appeared from his toes. His figure flashed and instantly appeared above Xiao Yan. With a grim face, he raised his hand and slashed. The Xihe Sword burned its Yang Yan that melted everything.

Upon seeing this, Xiao Yan placed the Xuanzhong ruler horizontally above his head.

The sword blade slashed on the Xuan Zhong ruler in an instant.

An unmatched force was transmitted from the Xuan Zhong ruler, and all the meridians in Xiao Yan's body were shaken, as if they were about to shatter into pieces. Xiao Yan spat out a mouthful of blood. Xiao Yan stomped on the ground suddenly, causing the ground to crack, and the cracks spread for thousands of miles.

Boom!
Xiao Yan was knocked into the ground, passing directly through layers of soil and falling into the sea of ​​magma under the continent.

Xiao Yan was bleeding from all seven orifices in the magma. The moment Xiao Yan steadied himself, his eyes were fixed on the figure that instantly arrived at the sea of ​​magma.

Xiao Yan was in great pain and suffered terribly.

At this time, the colorful fighting spirit soothed Xiao Yan and healed his injuries instantly.

Seeing this, Meng Jing stepped forward, the pressure suddenly increased, and he swung Xihe in his hand, slashing towards Xiao Yan's head while saying, "It's not worth a single blow!"

His eyes were filled with despair, his head was swollen, and blood was gushing out like a fountain.

Hmm? Meng Jing looked back.

The next second, the colorful fighting spirit quickly connected the broken part of the head, instantly piecing together the body and head.

Xiao Yan regained consciousness and touched his neck. It was intact without any scars, as if time had gone back the moment he was killed by Meng Jing.

This shocked Xiao Yan. He could actually come back to life. His body was forcibly resurrected by the seven-colored fighting spirit, or in other words, the formation.

Meng Jing looked at him indifferently, then stepped out holding Xihe in his hand.

……

Several world-famous volcanoes on the continent erupted, and the sky was filled with volcanic ash, making it look gray.

Xiao Yan was knocked away again and blasted out of the sea of ​​magma. Accompanied by a pillar of fire rising into the sky, Xiao Yan's body fell to the broken earth and rolled a few times.

Xiao Yan climbed up, his body was covered with wounds, his breath was extremely weak, Xiao Yan vomited out charred blood, and the colorful fighting spirit restored his body to its original state. The colorful fighting spirit on Xiao Yan's body turned into a huge vortex and gathered towards him.

Before Xiao Yan could recover from the shock, he felt a wave of cutting coming towards him that made him afraid.

Xihe's edge was raging, Xiao Yan's fighting spirit was soaring to the sky, and the continent was filled with space cracks like flowing rain, and the cracks were like rain.

Xiao Yan’s eyes flashed through all the martial arts and fighting skills that had ever existed on the continent. After a while, the Yin energy of the underworld emerged from his body, and behind him, a giant shadow from ancient times appeared, accompanied by Xiao Yan’s roar.

The giant shadow opened its mouth and became furious towards Meng Jing!
It was like a punishment from heaven.

The underworld is wrathful!
This fighting skill is engraved between heaven and earth. Xiao Yan doesn't know why he can perform this advanced fighting skill, but he can now perform any fighting skill on the continent at will.

The whole world seemed to be silent at this moment, except for the sound waves that seemed to be tangible, which burst out from the giant's mouth and finally hit Meng Jing's forehead at a speed faster than the speed of light.

The soul sound waves are invisible and colorless, but their power is extremely terrifying. Wherever they pass, the space seems to be shaken and distorted, producing circles of ripples visible to the naked eye.

Seeing this, Meng Jing raised his brows slightly, as if he was surprised. The sound waves that impacted his soul enveloped Meng Jing and blew him away in an instant.

Meng Jing slid hundreds of miles in the air, then calmed his restless soul and swollen head, and then looked at Xiao Yan indifferently.

"I didn't expect you to know all these!" Meng Jing said calmly, "But you're pretty tenacious! Even if your head is cut off or your body is chopped into pieces, you can still regenerate!"

In Meng Jing's eyes, the soul sound wave attack that Xiao Yan had just launched had already surpassed the Dou Emperor realm.

"I know a lot of things, and you'll never know!" When Xiao Yan saw Meng Jing was knocked away and even injured by him for the first time, he couldn't help but gain more confidence.

"It's my turn!" Xiao Yan said angrily, "Prepare to die!"

Xiao Yan stepped on the ground with his toes, displaying his unparalleled body movement and fighting skills, leaving a streak of aurora and flying towards Meng Jing.

"Flame Devouring Wave Ruler!"

A hundred miles are reached in a flash.

The Flame-Dividing Waves Ruler is no longer the small flame it once was, but now a flame ruler mark that is tens of thousands of feet long. The ruler mark ripples in the void, the void folds, and the power of space presses in all directions.

Upon seeing this, Meng Jing formed a spell with one hand, his eyes sparkled with stars, and the magic power in his body rapidly decreased.

"Call the wind!"

"Call the rain!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a strong wind and rainstorm swept across the continent from behind Meng Jing. The rain filled the rivers and seas and extinguished the flames of the ruler mark. The wind was destructive and blew the sun and moon upside down in the sky of the continent, instantly blowing away the ruler mark in front of him.

When Xiao Yan saw Meng Jing casting the spell, he secretly thought that this was an opportunity. Xiao Yan's figure turned into thousands, and each of them teleported around Meng Jing. When Meng Jing looked around, Xiao Yan's true body appeared beside Meng Jing, and the Xuan Zhong ruler in his hand swept out and slashed towards Meng Jing's waist, intending to cut him in half.

Boom!
Xiao Yan's pupils shrank as he saw the Xuan Zhong Ruler slashing at Meng Jing's waist but failing to break his defense. Seeing this, Xiao Yan teleported away again.

Xiao Yan stood in the distance, staring at Meng Jing warily, thinking to himself, "What kind of fighting skill is this?"

Xiao Yan recalled that in Yunlan Mountain, even a high-level Dou Sheng’s sneak attack was unable to pierce Meng Jing’s eye membrane. This kind of defense is unparalleled in the world. Even if he uses all the fighting skills from ancient times to the present, it is probably difficult to hurt Meng Jing’s vital points.

But he couldn't delay and had to fight quickly and decisively, because he didn't know what side effects this formation would have, and he didn't know whether it would have any side effects on all living beings.

"Everything has weaknesses. Meng Jing can't always stay in this tense state!" Xiao Yan thought to himself.

"So this is the all-out attack you've racked your brains to get close to me?" Meng Jing stood in the distance, looking at the luck of the sky, and said to Xiao Yan indifferently.

Xiao Yan was speechless. He was thinking about how to defeat the enemy.

"Even if you gather the power of all living beings..." Meng Jing said, "Even if you can be resurrected, it's just so-so!"

The veins on Xiao Yan's forehead throbbed violently, and he said in a deep voice: "Meng Jing, don't be too proud. Evil cannot prevail over good. I, Xiao Yan, have the support of all living beings, and my power is endless. What about you?"

Meng Jing smiled faintly.

“Don’t laugh. Your previous attacks were extremely powerful and I could hardly resist them. But now you are starting to use your fighting skills to fight the enemy. I guess you can’t use such a powerful attack as you wish just now!” Xiao Yan said. While speaking, Xiao Yan felt pain in his neck and body.

"Indeed, there is no spiritual energy in this world for me to refine my magic power!" Meng Jing said bluntly, but Meng Jing lowered his voice slightly and said calmly: "But even if you know, can you defeat me?"

"If I can!" Meng Jing ignited the last magic power in his body, and then his body gradually grew larger and turned into a thousand-foot-long towering tower. His eyes ignited wind, fire, thunder and lightning, and the Xihe sword in his hand also turned into a thousand-foot-long blade.

"Seeking defeat!" (End of this chapter)