Out of Nihility

At this time, if it was him, he had nothing to say when he met this scene. He would never let the other party's divine soul skills condense and take shape.

Because the skill of refining and shaping the soul can play its own skill of the priest twice, three times, or even ten times the highest level.

Breaking the soul is not talented. Now the power of the clerical skill he condensed has reached five times that of the usual instant release.

Five times the level of clerical skills, split the soul and decide that there is nothing. This is definitely a living impatience. Find yourself dead again!

Wuyou looked a little dignified. He didn't know what the split soul thought. No one had told him that refining could double the priest's skills.

In the face of the soul splitting skill that is about to break out, no one has the blood color of the "blazing mans killing divine sword" in his hand. A layer of blood light envelops the sword body and forms a light blood film.

"Ten thousand dharmas can be split. The method of splitting the source can open the sky and split the earth, destroy the Dharma and become empty. The boy is hit by me, divine soul skill: one knife to split the empty ~!"

It is said that drinking is like the sound of heaven, and the vast sound waves fill the space of heaven and earth.

Split soul lift blade, its divine soul skill: a knife breaks the air, and the bright blade becomes a blade across the world.

Heaven and earth!

Under the radiance of the extreme, with a matchless blade, he cut to the whole heaven and earth, to the non-existent sword field, and to the non-existent sword.

No one raised his head and looked at the vast sword. The "Blazing Sword" in his hand was gently raised. When there was no sword, the shadow of the sword appeared between heaven and earth.

The blood color rises, and ten thousand blades are born.

The heavy sword shadow is like that ten thousand blades are born. The sword stops and ten thousand blades are one.

The blood was shining, and the swords were converging, and a thoroughgoing sword was intended to break out on the unprecedented "blazing mans killing divine sword".

"I have a sword that can kill the gods of the world, kill the divine sword, and kill the gods ~!"

It sounded like a sword.

Kill God!

In an instant, from the bottom up, a huge sword spirit rushed straight into jiuxiao. The huge sword momentum directly pierced the momentum blockade of "one knife splitting the air" of the split soul and stood proudly between heaven and earth.

At the same time, the strong ones at the level of God in the whole world of ten thousand thunder clouds were shocked by the two kinds of power of one sword and one sword.

For the first time, they all focused on this small one mile radius.

"Hiss ~! What a powerful idea of Dao and sword. Who is it? Who fought there? "

"Wait, where are the two guys from here who don't know how to live or die? Does Hengtong Treasury care?"

"Eh? Why is the meaning of this blade so familiar? It's similar to that of the guy who cracked the soul... Er, shouldn't that guy be cracked the soul? Did he also take the task? "

“……”

The murmur sounded from all over the sea of thunder and clouds, and tens of thousands of gods focused their attention on this sword.

Outside the city of Leidi, the hidden guards and the hundred gods suddenly changed their looks.

They are very familiar with the breath emitted from the sword of heaven and earth.

This is basically the same breath as the knife and Mang of the split soul. In other words, the knife in this world is the explosion of the split soul.

But the hundred gods are puzzled. Whose sword idea can compete with the spirit splitting sword idea?

They don't understand, but the ten hidden guards who can pass 91 are clear and cruel.

Such a powerful sword meaning, they have only seen it in their little Lord, and they have seen it not long ago.

Needless to say, the sword in front of them is their little Lord to fight with the split soul again.

"Captain, little Lord, where are they? We... What should we do?" Tong 92 hesitated a little and asked.

As the vice captain of the team, he was shocked and couldn't make up his mind when he saw the sword across the world and the sword standing proudly in the world.

Tong Jiuyi clenched his teeth and said firmly, "let's go and find the young Lord. Even if we die, we must not let the young Lord die in front of us ~!"

The sword was proud and empty. Tong Jiuyi saw not only the power that made his heart tremble, but also the unprecedented dangerous situation.

One is the emperor of the nine realms and the other is the superior God of the divine realm. There is a clear distinction between the two.

Although Tong Jiuyi doesn't know why Wuyou can break out such power, it must be Wuyou who suffers from the emperor of Jiujing against the God soul realm.

Now, in this situation of equal strength, the final failure must be the lack of cultivation.

In order not to let this scene appear, Tong Jiuyi can only harden the power of this sword and rush forward.

He only hopes to save Wuyou and their evil little hall owner at the critical time.

As long as everything is immortal, with their evil means as the young hall master, they can definitely make the whole Hengtong wealth hall powerful.

In this way, they can die without regret!

"Yes ~!"

Yin Wei was ordered to stand up with a kind of determination and rush to the battlefield of the sword with ten streamers with Tong 91.

"Eh? Yin Wei, what did they do? Why did they go there? "

One of the hundred gods asked in a puzzled whisper.

"Right? Didn't they deal with the split soul again Uh, wait, isn't the split soul in the black tower? How did he get there? " A God was stunned.

"Yes, the split soul is in the black tower. Who is there?" Another God asked puzzled.

"Wait, don't you think this scene is very familiar? The split soul is like with us... "

A god frowned. He seemed to think of something, but before he could finish speaking, another God had jumped up.

"Like us, it is the force of space, the force of space that moves us out of the black tower ~!"

"Yes, it is the power of space. But who does the power of space come from? " The fire God asked suspiciously.

But as soon as he said this, many of the hundred gods turned pale.

They realized a terrible thing and thought of a fact that made them tremble.

"Yes, yes... Little Lord ~!" A god exclaimed.

"Yes, it's the little Lord. We should have thought of it long ago." Another god sighed.

"Yes, who was in the black tower except us? Such a powerful force of space can only be less masters. " Another god sighed.

"Alas ~! Think about it, we are really stupid. We didn't think of it as the little Lord for the first time. Although there are space gods among us, we can't do such a big transmission, and yinwei obviously can't do it. Who else can there be besides us ~! "

A question sounded, and the gods began to be silent. Why didn't they think of such a simple reasoning at that time?

Suddenly, a sound of exclamation began: "wait, if you say so, is... The person who fights with the split soul the little Lord ~!"

"What? How could this be possible? How could the little Lord be the opponent of soul splitting ~! "

"Yes, I haven't heard that the little Lord has such a powerful sword intention. He is not a spirited practitioner."

"I think so. I think it should be those elders who retreat behind the scenes in the museum. I'm afraid there's something wrong with the little master. Let's do it."

Those gods who had not yet reacted shook their heads. They all thought that without anything, it was impossible to fight with the split soul.

However, those gods who have already understood how ugly their faces are at this time.

Sha Bai, Sha Bai's face, trembling body, as if they had encountered some great terror.

"Shut up, shut up, all shut up, that's the little Lord ~!"

A trembling drink suddenly sounded, and the God at the scene was silent, but a God who understood the truth opened his mouth.

"No, it's impossible. How is that possible? How great is the cultivation of the little Lord? The soul is a God. How can the little Lord be his opponent? Not to mention the vast sword meaning we have never seen, it can't be the little Lord ~! " A god stood up and retorted.

"That's enough, shut up! Didn't you see that Yin Wei left in a hurry just now? Just imagine, as a pro guard of the little Lord, how could yinwei leave the little Lord ~! " Another God who understood stood up in great anger.

"What? Can it be said that... They went to find the young master ~! " A God was surprised.

"Nonsense ~! Although we have never seen the little Lord show the "intention" of fighting practitioners, this does not mean that the little Lord will not. Come on, come on, let's go with Yin Wei to have a look. Young Lord, you can't do anything, otherwise... "

The angry God paused slightly, with a frightened look in his eyes, and said deeply: "otherwise, we will really be finished..."

"What, is it really the little Lord?"

"What nonsense, is it the little Lord? Just go and have a look."

"Come on, let me go. Young master, we can't do anything, or we'll be killed by those old guys who have just returned from the clan ~!"

The gods looked miserable. They got up and followed behind Yin Wei, flying towards the battlefield of a knife and a sword.

But when they were halfway there, the sword of heaven and Earth collided with the proud sword like heaven and earth.

Boom ~!

The heaven and earth shook, the brilliance appeared, and the void was broken. After the aurora, the bright light turned dark and turned into a black hole.

The black hole soared into the sky, and the huge suction began to spread within a radius of ten miles.

"What? Stop, stop! Don't get close to that hole, or you will be sucked into it and enter the turbulent flow of space. We'll wait to become vagrants ~! "

The leading gods shouted angrily, and the gods stopped outside the empty suction.

It's not that they don't want to get close, nor that they don't want to save nothingness, but in front of them, emptiness is equivalent to loss. The endless void turbulence is not a good place, and the God who died in it does not know what has happened.