The Eternal Emperor of Prehistoric Times

Chapter 1509, Innate Life and Death Sword Formation

"It doesn't matter. Originally, there should only be a few hundred people climbing the three thousand steps, but unknowingly, there were many more, and some who were not qualified at all also entered. I don't know if the rules here have happened. Change. With so many practitioners entering, and only ten Tianbao, we naturally have to eliminate some first, otherwise we will also have a hard time."

Tang Long watched with cold eyes. He didn't have any close friends among them in the world, so Tang Long didn't have any psychological burden and was as calm as water.

"Tang Long, remember this for me, I will definitely take your life."

""Tushita Burning Heaven"

The Golden Crow Divine Son gave a soft drink, and the blood in his body surged. Infinite light rose into the sky and shot into Xiaohan. Above his head, he performed round after round of bright suns. The bright sun was in the sky, burning the nine heavens and ten earth.

Each bright sun contains different innate flames, innate strange fires, and the flames burn violently.

"Zizzizi..."

Collision with the Frost Sword Intent, the collision of ice and flames, the terrifying power spreads thousands of miles around.

"This Daluo Jinxian should not be underestimated!"

The mighty power of the Thousand-faced God Clan swept over with Tian Ge in hand, and the supreme gods and demons who destroyed the Qian Dynasty seemed to be re-establishing order.

However, the dense sword light rushed into the sky as soon as it was unsheathed, and fell into the sky. Countless sword intentions were like a tide, killing them continuously.

"Today, I slaughtered all of you so-called geniuses and outstanding figures with one sword. Your heads were hung on the fairy island, and your bodies were buried deep in your spiritual veins to promote the transformation of your life spiritual veins."

The King of Swords, holding a sword, looked down at everyone, as if he was overlooking all living beings, treating them one by one as ants that could be easily wiped out. The annihilated ants were just scum.

"Thousands of sword intentions melt into a furnace, and thousands of hammerings melt into one sword."

"Pingtian Sword Intent..."

"kill……"

The King of Swords is holding a sword, and billions of swords are gathered here. It is like gathering the essence and creation of the entire heaven and earth, gathering the beauty of heaven and earth, gathering the essence of all things, smelting a sword, and cutting down the stars. You can question heaven.

With one sword, the sky can be leveled, the earth can be broken, all things are annihilated, the nine heavens are extinguished, the sword light is like a waterfall, completely drowning the Golden Crow God, the mighty power of the Thousand-faced God Clan, and many geniuses.

"A mere ant dares to be so rampant!"

Suddenly, a beam of light shot up into the sky from the sword intention, splitting the infinite sword light, and shattered the sword light forcefully.

"In this battle, we must kill him!"

Tang Long was sitting cross-legged, absorbing the life force between heaven and earth, innate spiritual energy, and constantly restoring his body.

After hundreds of fights, he was already exhausted, and now that he had the chance to recover, Tang Long would not let this opportunity pass by.

All I could see was that as he was swallowing and puffing, there seemed to be a big funnel gathering around him. In a huge whirlpool, he was swallowing up the innate spiritual energy of the small thousand worlds at lightning speed, tempering his bones, and tempering himself. In this small world of three thousand steps, you can temper yourself and hone yourself again.

The way to perfect one's body, the mysteries of one's body, and the way to comprehend the way are all carried out in silence. "I, even King Gao Tian, ​​you, a mere Daluo Jinxian from a small place, dare to scream in front of this King of Heaven, not knowing whether to live or die."

King Mahadeva walked out of the sea of ​​sword light, stepped on the golden road, and walked out with his hands on his chest. He was like a demon god, pushing across the sun, moon, mountains and rivers, and setting the path for the reincarnation of the four seasons.

"Push the sun and the moon!"

King Mahadev stretched out his hands and pushed out his palms. The palms were crystal clear, like jade. There were more intertwined patterns in the palms, and the immortal energy lingered, like a supreme god and demon. His left hand pushed the sun, and his left hand pushed the lunar yin, one yin and one yin. Yang, the two supreme ancient stars, struck down horizontally, following mysterious trajectories, and fell into the mountains and rivers.

This simple move is so powerful that no divine channel technique can compete with it.

A bright sun and a bright moon set, the mountains and rivers were shattered, the sun and moon were upside down, and they collided with the sword formation fiercely, how terrible it was.

The earth, fire, water and wind are reopening, the space is collapsing, and the seven-color brilliance is constantly flowing out, competing with each other.

With one blow, he blocked all the sword light and attacks, and was on equal footing with the King of Swords, on par with each other.

"Ant, you are proud enough. But after receiving a blow from this Heavenly King, you can be considered a leader among the many ancient ferocious beasts. Be proud of yourself and be happy. If you weren't here, you might not even be able to receive a blow from this Heavenly King." Unstoppable."

King Mahadeva put his hands on his chest and was not injured. Instead, the sun and moon pushed him down, breaking one innate sword body after another. The innate sword weapons injured the king of swords.

"The next blow will be your death, be prepared to face death!"

King Mahadeva gave the final instructions to the King of Swords, as if telling him that there would be no accidents in the next move and he would face death.

"Where did you get the confidence to think that you could break my sword formation with your innate life spiritual veins? You really thought that if you blocked the next blow, you would be able to sit back and relax. You think you are the best in the world and no one can compete with you."

The King of Swords recovered quickly. On the innate sword body in his hand, drops of blood flowed down, looking a little desolate and miserable.

"Ang ang ang..."

The moment blood dripped onto the fairy island, a dazzling white light suddenly burst out of the fairy island. Under the white light, they could not open their eyes. The white light spread out in an instant, covering thousands of miles of surrounding mountains and rivers.

After the white light flashed, above the sky, a huge magic circle shrouded down, containing the innate Tao charm, rich innate life energy, and life force, which was repairing and absorbing at the same time.

Repair the injury of the King of Swords, and absorb the life force from all the magic circles from the Gods, Immortals, Emperors, Royals and the geniuses of all the worlds. The deprivation and absorption complement each other, and they are all the magic circles that nourish the fairy island.

"It's ridiculous that you think we can't kill you because you have this near-infinite life force." King Mahadev laughed and taunted: "Practitioners who are more vital, more energetic, and more powerful than you are, This heavenly king can kill you, so you think that with a small magic circle, you can absorb the vitality of this heavenly king and nourish you, it is ridiculous."

"What a bullshit king. You are so self-righteous. Kill me if you can. Don't bluff there. You should first see if your own life force can be locked."

The King of Swords laughed and couldn't help but say.

"This sword formation is wrong. It is the Supreme Master's Life and Death Sword Formation. It contains the way of life and death, and the opposition between life and death. And the swordsmanship he practices is also mutual restraint." The Golden Crow Godzi spoke.

(End of this chapter)