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In the Jinyang Valley, as the Qingyang Ancient City's desolate great formation revived, the void was like a lake, creating fine ripples, reflecting the scene thousands of miles away.
"Qingyang Lingtian Formation!"
A formation master exclaimed, this is the famous killing formation in the Western Wilderness. The blue sun rises to the sky, transcending the black and yellow of the heaven and earth, and enters the four realms of the formation. Even a supreme being will not be able to easily fall into it once he falls into it. If you escape, you will most likely be severely damaged, and it will be done by a formation master from the end of ancient times.
The path of formation is different from the evolution of life. It follows nature and follows the path of all things. There are only a few people who can become a master. Needless to say, achieving the position of a master is even more difficult than entering the supreme realm. There are many unpredictable gods and ghosts. His ability to move stars and battles, to change the heavens and the earth is all trivial. What's more, to destroy galaxies and control the universe, even the supreme being must be given sufficient respect.
The old man in gray robe showed a somewhat strange look, and glanced at the middle-aged man in linen. Sure enough, he saw this man raising his hand, with stars shining brightly between his palms, and volleying towards the mirror-like void.
puff!
The blue and white sun shattered like a dream bubble, shattering into nothingness. The ancient city of Qingyang reappeared on the desolate land. Many people were stunned, especially the Qingyang Sword King. His cold eyes were no longer there. In an instant, After being stunned, what remained was uncontrollable shock and anger.
"impossible!"
He roared with anger that shocked the sky, shattered the void, and the supreme sword power burst out, once again striking and destroying the light group.
boom!
The taboo order collapsed like a starry sky, and the figure belonging to the Qingyang Sword King flew out again. The king's blood spilled into the sky and fell into the depths of the cave.
"Clan leader! Eldest brother! Grandfather!"
In Qingyang Ancient City, many people yelled and couldn't believe it. The invincible being in their hearts had suffered a disastrous defeat at this moment, and it was more like being hunted down by someone. Qingyang Lingtian, who had been protecting the clan for many years, had intimidated many supreme beings. The formation was also broken instantly. What kind of existence took action? Among the enemies in the past, there seemed to be no such terrifying opponent.
In Jinyang Valley.
There was an unprecedented silence at this moment. Even the powerful members of the Jinyang Kingdom, such as Saint Yang Yuan, could only feel a deep sense of awe at this moment. Pursuing a supreme king to this point would definitely have the power to destroy a party's supreme inheritance. Looking at the entire human race, it is probably rare. It is almost certain that this is a formation master that is rare in the world. Even the Qingyang Lingtian Formation, which has been powerful in the Western Wilderness for many years, has been broken in a snap. Looking at the entire Western Wilderness, there are many powerful Dharma-protecting formations among the supreme inheritances, but I dare say that those that are stronger than the Qingyang Lingtian Formation in the ancient city of Qingyang are probably as few as the morning stars.
Buzz!
Suddenly, in Jinyang Valley, there was the sound of swords chanting, but there was an aura of trembling and even surrender.
"My sword..."
Some young people showed a look of astonishment. The forged Heavenly Sword of Heaven spontaneously revived from the body and came out of the body. The tip of the sword touched the ground and the hilt faced into the distance, as if it was worshiping.
Not only the young and powerful men, but also some great powers, and even the saints of the Jinyang Kingdom, also had their holy swords unsheathed, trembling, and out of control. This was not an act of autonomy, but an instinct.
Su Qinian concentrated and looked at the ground beneath his feet. The rubble was floating in the air and the earth began to shake. The old man in gray robe not far away showed an unprecedented look of concentration, his eyes were solemn and even a little solemn.
Deep in Jinyang Mountain, there is also a middle-aged man wearing a golden battle suit, sitting on the top of a solitary peak. At this moment, he opens his eyes, and his golden and jade-like eyes seem to penetrate the endless void, reflecting the entire ancient city of Qingyang. .
The pressed ball of light of destruction stopped, split silently, split into two, and then shattered into nothingness.
At the edge of the cave stained with the king's blood, in the dark void world, there was a faint sound of sword chanting, as if it had traveled across distant time and space, and then, a figure covered in blood stepped out of it.
Qingyang Sword King!
In Jinyang Valley, many people's hearts were beating wildly. The mirror-like void reflected a tragic green shirt. People noticed that at this moment, in the hands of the contemporary Qingyang King, he was holding a broken handle full of rust.
The sword was broken and had no edge, it was pitch black and had no luster, but it had an indescribable aura. It was held by Qingyang Sword King with both hands, as if he was carrying an ancient sacred mountain.
Qingyang Sword King is sweating!
In Jinyang Valley, many young people couldn't help but rub their eyes to make sure they saw it correctly. A supreme king actually sweated sometimes. How heavy was that broken sword?
"Emperor! Soldiers!"
The gray-robed old man took a deep breath and spoke word by word. He didn't expect that the Qingyang King's tribe actually had such a background. It could be seen that it was just a incomplete imperial soldier, but even if it was incomplete and had an emperor character on it, it would still be enough.
It's amazing, that is the existence closest to the supreme throne. In the supreme realm, it has reached another level of heaven and earth.
Imperial soldiers!
Saint Yang Yuan, who is as powerful as all the saints and has entered the ultimate realm, is also horrified and shows a look of uncontrollable horror. If a supreme king can open up a supreme inheritance, then he can go a long way in the supreme realm.
The great emperor from far away has the power to suppress a realm. You must know that among the hundreds of tribes in the world, there are only nine emperors in the third era of this vast starry sky. They are all existences that shocked the past and the present. Except for these nine tribes
, the strongest among the other clans are the great emperors.
In a situation where the emperors of the world are reluctant to take action, the emperors of all races are the existences that stand at the pinnacle of the universe. Each of them can be said to be the best in the past. They can easily live for half an era, or even endless years. There are great emperors who have astonished the ancient and modern.
, possessing combat power comparable to that of an emperor. Of course, such figures are rare, but without exception, they have once amazed an era and left a profound mark in the history of spiritual practice.
Groan!
There was a sound of sword chanting that sounded from thousands of miles away, as if it had existed in the world since ancient times. It is difficult to describe what kind of sword sound it was, like a carving knife, it wanted to be embedded in the souls of everyone.
Over the ancient city of Qingyang, the Sword King of Qingyang was sweating profusely. He was slowly raising his sword. The green clothes of his arms were shattered, and the exposed muscles of his body were flexing. The sharp edge of order was flowing, and the supreme energy was surging, all of which was poured into the broken sword in his hand.
inside.
It's not that he is clumsy, but that he wants to activate this broken imperial sword. Like the Qingyang Sword King, he was unable to do so in his heyday, but now he can't care so much. Even if his vitality is severely damaged later, he can only do this.
Rumble!
The world was shaking, and the ancient city at the feet of the Qingyang Sword King was no exception. Many clansmen were lying on the ground, and the broken imperial sword was reviving. Its majesty spread, sweeping in all directions. In an instant, the entire Western Wilderness was shaken, and the world between heaven and earth was shaken.
Many living beings felt this majestic aura that could be described as majestic. There were not many people who could stand under the saint, and they couldn't help but bow their heads or even kneel on the ground to worship.
In the Jinyang Valley, the middle-aged man in Mai raised his eyebrows, with one hand surrounded by stars, and the vicissitudes of ancient energy flowed, trying to rise again.
"Big brother."
I don't know when, Su Qinian stepped forward, came to his side, and looked into the distance. There were some things that originated from him and were destined to end due to him. Even if they were from the same lineage, he didn't want to stand behind others.
The middle-aged Mai Yi glanced at him sideways and said nothing, but the stars on her palms disappeared and fell down.
The old man in gray robe was startled at first, and then he saw the young man raising a hand, and the cuffs of the coarse white robe fell, revealing seven bracelets on his wrist that were as dark as jade, crystal clear and as pure as chalcedony.
There is another kind of energy flow that has passed through the vicissitudes of time.
This is……
Someone noticed this scene and thought of something quickly. Their expressions suddenly changed. How could they forget the battle on the starry sky battle platform...
Where is the bracelet? It is clearly...
"Supreme Sword Order!"
Saint Yang Yuan said solemnly, with a wry smile appearing at the corner of his mouth. This time, he might really break the sky.
What!
At this moment, as Saint Yang Yuan spoke, some young people who had not yet come to their senses, and even some reclusive formation masters, were horrified, showing uncontrollable horror, even envy, fanaticism, and many other complex expressions.
Supreme Sword Order!
The sword wielder is not only a symbol of status, but also a symbol of a powerful person in the world. He once killed a supreme sword emperor in the sword world and created an indestructible sword body. A legendary figure, a generation of human race
The great emperor...the sword emperor is transparent!
Known as one of the supreme beings closest to the supreme throne in this era, Sword Emperor Tongming can be regarded as the myth of human swordsmanship. His achievements on the road of swordsmanship, looking at the entire human race, and the history of practice over the endless years, it is difficult to compare with it.
, it is recognized by all the heavens that he is expected to break the power of the sword world, buck the trend and become emperor, and he is also the first sword emperor outside the sword world.
The next moment, one of the seven bracelets fell on Su Qinian's wrist, and a ray of sword light bloomed. It was not very blazing, even colorless and transparent, with only the purest sharp energy.
Clang!
The sound of the sword shook the sky and entered the stars in all directions. It seemed that it could penetrate the nine heavens and ten earths and reach the outer reaches of the universe.
"The sky...is cracked!"
On the Western Wasteland, many people were dumbfounded. Looking at the sky above their heads, they could see stars and even clouds. There was only a huge crack, chaotic energy surged, and even a blurry and colorful ocean could be seen, leaving reflections in the chaos.
.
This crack spans most of the Western Wilderness!
No one doubts that if it starts from one end of the Western Wilderness, this crack in the sky can even span the entire Western Wilderness sky.
At the moment when the crack in the sky appeared, countless swordsmen practitioners in the Western Wasteland burst into tears. It was this sword that they had been pursuing for many years, and the power of the sword like a dream.
If no one opens his mouth, if he hears the truth in the morning, he will die in the evening!
In Jinyang Valley.
The eyes of the middle-aged Mai Yi were very bright, like a sea of chaos, ready to burst out. Almost everyone else's eyes were dull, looking at the mirror-like void, the blood-stained green shirt holding up the sword seemed to have become an eternal scene.
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Ding!
With a soft sound, the broken sword fell, penetrated the void, and fell into the white hole. The green shirt also fell down, like a pillar of heaven collapsed, with gorgeous sword marks, starting from the center of his eyebrows downwards.
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