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Chapter 234 The style of that sword (two consecutive monthly tickets)(1/2)

The green, red, yellow, white, black, green, purple, and blue, nine colors soar into the sky, and go straight outside the Qingming, and go deep into the ground. It is the most beautiful and true, like rain, like clouds, and exudes a sense of vastness and loftiness.

A magnificent and sacred aura came from the nine-colored passage from the nine heavens. Before getting close, Meng Qi trembled in body and mind, and he wanted to worship him, and could not have the intention of confrontation.

The power of gods and the wonder of incense!

Chaotic, dark, Meng Qi's immortal Yuanshi seemed to condense at a little, and then showed his consciousness, standing in his eyebrows, resisting the oppression of the incense vows and the power of the gods.

Meng Qi quickly recovered from his urgency, and the coldness in his heart was immediately replaced by heat. His fighting spirit was burning, and his eyes were full of desperate looks.

So what if the gods come? It is better to stand and die without a complete body than to kneel down and survive!

If a person dies and a bird is facing the sky, it will last for thousands of years. What’s there to be afraid of?

His body expanded, standing tall, his breath disturbed the world, his back muscles wriggled, and suddenly two arms grew. The four hands were left and right swords. The sword was heavy, and the sword light shone everywhere. They were paired with each other and fell down at the same time. Two of them even ignited the power of the top treasure soldiers. The terrifying feeling contained pressed the nearby Blood Sea Cult priest to his breathing and did not dare to stop him.

Until this time, Meng Qi did not regret delaying time to get rid of the assassins who could escape into the void, so that the foodie would no longer have any worries. Just as Wen Jing said, if he did not interpret his clone and he hid in the folds of Ruan Yushu's clothes, seized the opportunity to kill the assassin and let him stir up the assassin, the foodie would have no way to fight against the hidden Taoist master. He was sometimes slow, sometimes heavy, sometimes involved. Sometimes in the illusion, even if his body was strong, he would inevitably be delayed and slow, which would also delay time and could not prevent the altar from completing.

No matter how you do it, the result will be the same!

It’s better to regret it than to regret it too late. Half a day later, things will be another situation!

Of course, if it were not nearly completed, how could the concealment of the altar fail?

To worry about and regret these things, it’s better to put them behind your head and concentrate on dealing with the current crisis!

The swords collided, and the incandescent that could blind the eye of the outside appeared almost in the same position. The extremely dazzling whiteness filled the sky and the earth instantly. The priests of the Blood Sea Cult screamed one by one. The blood light evaporated all over their bodies, and blood flowed out of their eyes. They dared not resist. They followed the air waves and rushed to the bottom of the altar.

Boom!

After the white mist, the sound burst out, which made them deaf and dizzy, and almost fell to the ground. The storm that could tear and destroy everything rushed to the Nine-Colored Shinto, the road to heaven!

At this moment, the top of the nine-color mist was highlighted, surrounded by sacred golden light, exuding a strong breath of wishes, and interpreting scenes of worshiping the sky and the earth, overlapping layers, like the nine heavens pressing down and hitting the "burial river of celestial power".

The Lord of the Benevolent Emperor is coming!

If there were no descendants who ruled the world to sacrifice, even if the body was immortal, He had already been destroyed. How could he be born again from the power of incense and vows?

For other gods, each has its own source of voluntary power, and the change of dynasty will not affect their survival. However, for the benevolent emperor, it is related to life and death. Once an opportunity is found, he will not hesitate to send his dreams and try to come. Now that victory is in sight, how can he not do his best?

Bang!

The surging storm of destruction was broken, the white dazzling disappeared, and the entire altar burst out with golden light, like the sun shining. Meng Qi felt that two swords and two swords were heavy, and the terrifying force rushed towards him, making him unable to stabilize his body and flew backwards. If his ribs were about to break, his breathing seemed to be paused.

Not the power of the Dharma body!

At most half a step!

Is it a temporary construction of the channel and cannot bear too strong power for the time being, so it needs to come slowly?

Meng Qi, who was knocked away like a ball, was not only not depressed and desperate, but instead had a burst of surprise, which means that there was still a chance!

He was a little depressed and consumed a lot of money just now, and he couldn't control his body for a while and was about to fall into the Nujiang River.

Suddenly, a flying rope shot over, wrapped around Meng Qi's body, and pulled him back to the warship. It was Hou Yue, a Red Army, who took action.

"There is still a chance! Everyone should do their best!" Meng Qi looked at Ruan Yushu, Zhao Heng and Hu Zhigao, and roared out of their background to boost morale.

After a little breath, he threw out the driftwood again and tried to sweep towards the altar.

At this time, the altar was only slightly damaged, and the nine-colored colors were still standing proudly. A golden-armored god appeared inside, with a majestic and vast breath, but it was the same as Meng Qi's judgment, but it was not the feeling of the Dharma body, but it was still slowly increasing!

He took a step and descended on the river, hung in the air, raised his right hand and his fist was about to hit the warship where Meng Qi, Ruan Yushu and others were.

This is the case. If it weren't for the light of the wish power, Chen Yunqing, who had just been affected by death, also looked excited and kept whispering words such as ancestors.

Zhu Shou, Miao Hu, Feng Jingtang and Liu Shunshui were already crazy when the altar was about to be completed, and they tried their best because they knew that once the gods came, they would be unlucky and not fight at this time, and when would they wait?

However, the inspiration of the arrival of the gods made the most conservative Liu Tuizhi dare to fight to the death, not to mention that the other few people, who were still in a difficult situation to distinguish when there was no obvious gap in strength between the two sides. When the Rensheng Emperor really arrived, Zhu Shou and others were in a disadvantage, and they could not withdraw from help.

Chengtian Sword became more and more impatient, and the Emperor's Sword refused to give in.

Dugu Shi has a lot of sword shadows, pointing to the sky as a cage, "drawing" the ground as a prison, and bound Wushi Zhenren and Qi Zhengyan to his sword force.

Suddenly, Qi Zhengyan's skin was transparent and red, and his body grew six arms, holding the dragon-patterned red gold sword in one hand and the blood clan in the other hand. The rest were red fire lotus, filthy spikes, killing swords, and destruction claws.

He waved his six arms at the same time and smashed them in front of him, destroying them everywhere, killing them scattered, flames burned the sky, and the cold and coldness were empty!

Dugu Shi's sword light flashed, and there seemed to be trembling left and right, hidden countless changes, and suddenly split the doomsday scene, but Qi Zhengyan had already lost his trace.

The stubborn stone man bit the tip of his tongue, disheveled his hair, and fought wildly. The sound of swords and swords fighting continued, destroying the clouds and overturning the warship.

The appearance of the two Supreme Sword Lords in Jiang Zhiwei's eyes became clearer and clearer, all condensed by the sword energy, forming a horn-like force with the one behind them.

Tao gives birth to one, one gives birth to two. Two gives birth to three, and three gives birth to all things!

The sword light was scattered and the best-quality triggered it. Suddenly, all the sword lights were condensed. One sword was as fast as a sword, just like a rainbow flying from the sky, without self or other, without life or death, only attack but not defend, Jiang Zhiwei waved his sword like he didn't want his life!

He was so arrogant that he was afraid of losing his life. Wen Jingzhi planned in her heart, subconsciously gave in, avoided the edge, and let her find an opportunity to return to the river and face the emperor of the Benevolent Holy.

For him, if he can save his success, he will naturally not want to fight to the death!

The Lord of the Holy Emperor is a Dharma body god, and now he has a small force. They have no chance of survival. At that time, they will seize the opportunity and make up for a blow before they die. They will gain good merits!

The gods were in the sky, and the water of the Nu River suddenly stopped and no longer roared. Everything seemed to become still.

The Rensheng Emperor looked down at Meng Qi and others who were trying to wield their swords. He clenched his fist with his right hand, and slight black cracks appeared in the edge of the fist, which was terrible.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in the void not far from him. It seemed that Qi Zhengyan was still expressionless!

His eyes were erect, so dark and deep that it seemed that he could never see the bottom. The Ren Sheng Emperor's mind buzzed for a moment, and his punches were slow for a moment.

Seize the opportunity. Ruan Yushu urged the Qixianqin, her clothes floated and her hands were stroking her.

when!

A simple bell appeared, ringing the sound of shocking the three realms, and the benevolent emperor was stunned.

Qi Zhengyan swung his six arms, and a transparent and crystal sword light mixed in front of him, ejected out, like a dragon, entangled him before the Ren Sheng Emperor recovered, and layers of ice walls were frozen around him, and even the dots of the Vow Power seemed to solidify.

The Taishang Sword Lord in Jiang Zhiwei's eyes burned violently, stepped on the driftwood and flew up. The White Rainbow Sword unsealed, the light was like a long rainbow, so pure and fast that it made the surroundings slow, making the powerful people in the nearby outdoor scene seem to be trapped in the cage of time, making the Ren Sheng Emperor's thinking dull.

This sword is more inclined to Jian Er San, without the feeling of being selfless, it is almost burning the soul, and the world is as slow as it!

Zhao Heng also urged his own fish and dragon sword, stabbed it straight up, and used the last sword of the Eight Swords of the Shocking Swords.

The sword light bounced up and rushed into the sky. It exploded when it reached its highest point, turning into a sword rain all over the sky. Each sword light was shaped like an edict, connected layer by layer, changing the law of heaven and earth, turning yin into yang, soft into hardness, and turning the vital energy into numerous shackles, allowing it to shrink with the closed sword light to bind the Holy Emperor.

The fourth level of music was played together, and the Emperor Ren Sheng fell into control instantly. Meng Qi lowered his arms and only raised the jade-cutting knife to urge it. At the same time, he opened the acupoints around his body, and the interior of the inside condensed towards the "Heavens", and even his body seemed to be collapsed.

The bow of the ship suddenly sank. The place where Meng Qi stood was dark and dull, and it was chaotic, as if he had returned to the beginning of the universe and no one saw anything else again.

Suddenly, a very brilliant sword light lit up, and the first ray of light burst out from the darkness, breaking through the chaos, piercing through the void, and instantly slashing in front of the Rensheng Emperor.

There is no reserved attack, no magical blessing, only sharpness, cutting off the void, cutting out the chaos, and cutting out the sharpness of a world!

A golden sword light suddenly jumped out from the body of Emperor Rensheng, wandering in the dark blue ice wall like a slippery fish. It was divided into two and two into four, turning into countless knife lights, and it kept making jingling sounds with the layers of ice walls and shackles, rubbing against the slow and almost solidified feeling, making people feel dizzy.

Snap!

The white rainbow that killed the Jade Sword and Jiang Zhiwei attacked, and the golden sword light almost broke the shackles of the ice wall and poured out like a sea!

Dangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdang!

The sword light and sword energy spilled, stirring up waves a hundred feet high, killing soldiers who had no time to dodge. Jiang Zhi slowly penetrated layer after layer of golden light, while Meng Qi grabbed the gap, and the sword light flashed through the hole, pointing directly to the entrance of the Rensheng Emperor.

Boom!

The Emperor Ren Sheng broke free from his slowness, opened his mouth and squirted out explosive white air, which made Meng Qi's sword light pause.

He raised his left hand and blocked his eyebrows.

Thorn!

The sword and the hand fought, and the Rensheng Emperor frowned and waved out.

Suddenly, Meng Qi and Jiang Zhiwei were blown back by the light of the will that turned into a strong wind.

Emperor Ren Sheng lowered his head and looked at a shallow blood mark in his palm. He looked a little more angry. For many years, his body has never been injured, but now it has been damaged by a few ants!

when!

At this moment, the phantom-like figure of the zither-sporting fairy-like zither was highlighted behind Ruan Yushu. It suddenly plunged into the body of the white skirt and burned a fierce aura. Ruan Yushu successively triggered the seven-string zither, playing the bell that shocked the three realms.

The Emperor Rensheng, who was about to take advantage of the situation to attack and kill the ant, was slower. Qi Zhengyan's deep eyes were as if there were flames burning, and the dragon-patterned red gold sword turned into a cold dragon, carrying filth and blood light, rushed towards the Emperor Rensheng.

The airflow was frozen, showing various colors such as dark blue and light green, wrapping the Rensheng Emperor inside. The filth melted the golden armor and the blood light penetrated into it, causing the Rensheng Emperor's indifferent eyes to temporarily lose its clarity.

Just as Zhao Heng was about to use the secret technique and urged the fish and dragon swords again, he suddenly saw a series of yin green sword lights coming like rain, pointing directly at the weak and listless Ruan Yushu.

Each sword light is a skeleton demon soul, opening its mouth and biting its vitality, making people shudder.

Wen Jing found an opportunity and wanted to kill an enemy first. This would not only earn some good deeds, but also help the benevolent emperor.

Zhao Heng gritted his teeth and activated the secret technique. He stepped forward to block Ruan Yushu's body. The mysterious yellow light of the emperor's robe was shaped and the golden dragon flew out. He lowered his merits and let the skeleton demon soul slash and bite him. However, Ruan Yushu was so weak that he trembled and took the Dongji Eternal Life Pill with his hands and lips.

Bang bang bang bang bang! When the demon soul sword light continued to slash Zhao Heng, Meng Qi took another breath and turned in mid-air. When the Dharma world could barely maintain it, the immortal Yuanshi appeared behind it. To outsiders, it seemed like a Taoist sitting upright in the center, with no superiority or lowerness, no left or right, no front or back.

The truth about heavenly heart and my will!

"Yuanshi Taoist" flew out, with his left hand being yang, and his right hand becoming yin, combining it with a mysterious way. It seemed like a yin and yang fish map appeared in the air, constantly rotating, covering the emperor of Ren Sheng. Meng Qi's huge body once again triggered the magic weapon, dragging out a subtle mud hole in the tip of the knife, and the sword light bloomed in a state of omnipresence regardless of strength and weakness, burying the galaxy!

At this level, Meng Qi tried his best to attack the triple level!

However, when Jiang Zhiwei planned to burn her soul, she used the sword of Sword 23 and the sword to produce the selfless sword, she flew over with a slashing sword, and was so fast that it roared, hitting the side of her sword, knocking her out and breaking through the deck of the warship.

After all, Zhenren Wushi was far behind Dugu Shi. He found an opportunity and threw out the sword in his hand, fighting with his fists and feet!

Meng Qi's mind was blank, and he didn't pay any attention to the condition of Jiang Zhiwei and Zhao Heng. There was only the Holy Emperor Ren in the air in his eyes. He shone golden light all over his body, cutting through the blood light, expelling the filth, and breaking the freezing around him.

The black and white yin and yang fish that were entangled with the head and tail hit, and the freezing instantly turned into high temperatures. The blood light turned into clearness, and the filthy made the glass make the Emperor of Ren and scream, but it made his heart become compassionate and compassionate, and he couldn't do it for the moment.

When the Yin-Yang seal falls, the golden armor becomes soft, the defense is spreading, and the attack is in all directions. The Emperor Ren Sheng becomes a defenseless fortress for a brief period.
To be continued...
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