Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty-Five Ancient Corpse Qi, Resting Life and Sword!
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Large amounts of black smoke evaporated, and under the burning of the bright glazed fire, the gray mist was purified.
But soon, Su Qinian discovered that there seemed to be an endless supply of gray mist. Although the light path had some restraint, it was almost impossible to purify it all.
This is because he possesses the bloodline of ancient heavenly dragons, his light path is nourished, and his divine aura is extraordinary.
As everyone knows, in the depths of the gray mist, a short old man in shabby robes first showed shock and then joy in his cloudy eyes.
Buzz!
At this moment, Su Qinian's sword shed a clear rain of light. He activated the two methods of void and time, evolved the power of time and space, and slashed towards the gray fog in front, hoping to separate this strange world and destroy the fallen world. Everyone was rescued.
Woo!
The clear light of the sword submerged into the gray fog, penetrating through layers of it, but it soon became difficult to move forward, as if it was trapped in the quagmire of the universe.
Can't be broken!
Su Qinian frowned, even the power of time and space could not break it. Although he had not truly understood the taboos of time and space and his Tao power was impure, it also showed that the current situation was difficult. He could use the light Tao to stop the erosion of the gray mist. But those ordinary human strong men, and even holy masters, may not be able to stop it.
As time goes by, you can imagine.
No longer hesitating, as he was thinking, a long stone knife fell from the divine court. He stretched out one hand and held the handle of the knife.
With the Death Knife in hand, his whole body became calm, but his sharp edge gradually became more intense, restrained and became domineering, like a dragon bound by shackles, about to leave the abyss and rush up to the nine heavens.
He is at his peak when he has the death knife in hand.
This sword accompanied him all the way through the promotion, from the black earth to the vast starry sky, it had already left his deepest mark. Even when he reached the vast starry sky, Su Qinian did not discover that there was anything harder than the life-saving sword, or even the life-saving sword. Second senior brother Qi Qing watched and observed for several hours, but could not distinguish the material of the blade.
Buzz!
The stone blade chirped softly. Su Qi young caressed the blade, and ancient scriptures loomed on the blade. This was the Human Emperor Sutra from the Xuanhuang Earth. It was able to break the third level of the Divine Hidden Great Orifice so quickly, except for the broken arm of the divine infant. In addition to borrowing the power of the Nine Heavenly Eyes, the nourishment and transformation of the innate pure Yang body by the Human Emperor Sutra cannot be ignored. It is an evolution of the essence of life.
Why does the theory of blood exist in this world? Why can the Open Heaven Realm condense the blood of soldiers and pass it on for a lifetime? The sacred blood can last for several generations. This is because on the road of life evolution, a qualitative change has occurred. Not only has the level of life jumped, but the essence of life has also changed. Only when changes are made can blessings be passed on to future generations.
Deep in the gray fog.
Beside the short old man in shabby robes, a stern sword king in green clothes stood there at some point.
"How about it."
"This generation of Suotian did not expect to produce such a young monster. It is not weaker than the Emperor when he was young, and even stronger." The short old man stretched out his cracked and white-coated tongue and licked the black corner of his mouth. , the tone was a little hoarse, but he was not shy about admiring.
"Void, time, town sealing, three levels of taboos, plus the blood of ancient heavenly dragons, if you still can't compare with the young emperor..."
The stern sword king in a green shirt didn't finish his words, but his meaning was clear. The short old man said with some joy: "Then you're welcome, old man."
"Good knife skills."
Suddenly, the sword king spoke. Although his tone was very calm, the short old man couldn't help but look sideways. There were probably only a few quasi-kings who could be recognized by this one.
He stared into the distance, looking at the figure in a coarse white robe, how he could endure it until this moment. It was undeniable that this sword was indeed impressive. Even he could feel the overbearing edge, restrained and then released, compared to
Generally, quasi-kings who specialize in the art of swordsmanship are even more terrifying.
But, so what?
The old man grinned, revealing a mouth full of yellow teeth. This was a wisp of ancient corpse energy collected from the ancestral land of the corpse clan. After an era of cultivation and evolution over a hundred years, it was no longer just a wisp of corpse energy.
It forms a realm and corrodes all things. Even a quasi-king-level powerhouse cannot stay for a long time. He will be infected and cause great disaster.
Clang!
The sound of a sword was as distant as the roar of a dragon, accompanied by a ray of sword light, as pure as glass, but it seemed to be able to cut through the heavens and tear apart eternity.
Tsk!
In the gray mist, a gap as high as a person's height opened. It did not lead to a crack in the world, but revealed a dim sky.
This gash is not stable and heals at a speed visible to the naked eye.
how come!
Deep in the gray fog, the old man in shabby robes showed a rare look of shock, and then his pale eyes dropped and he said: "Is there a law to seal the town?"
The blue-shirted Sword King's eyes suddenly became piercingly bright, like two heavenly swords piercing the gray mist.
In front of the torn gap, Su Qinian suddenly tensed up and felt an unspeakable terrifying edge. It was so pure that if he had to use one word to describe it.
Indestructible!
The clear light rain flowed from the death knife, cutting off a corner of the gray fog, and also intercepted two astonishing sharp edges.
clang!
The tiger's mouth shook violently, and Su Qinian staggered backwards, as if he was knocked into his arms by an ancient beast. The life-saving knife almost came out of his hands. The sharp edge splashed from the blade made him suffocate. He felt a deep majesty and death aura. This
It is far beyond the comparison of the old stone man before and even the young quasi-king of the Star Clan.
The supreme king!
He is not a quasi-king, but a perfect true king who has passed through the three heavenly gates and has a life span of twenty-five thousand years.
Just as he blocked the blow, the exit he tore open had already healed as before.
The other party doesn't want him to go out!
Su Qinian's eyes flashed with divine light. He encountered the most dangerous moment. Not only did he have to pay attention to the strange gray fog in all directions, but he also had to guard against a hidden supreme king. He felt a deep sense of oppression. No matter which opponent he was,
can cause fatal harm to him.
call!
Without any hesitation, he stepped on the road of time, and three time incarnations appeared in succession. Four figures spread out at extremely high speeds and rushed into the gray mist.
"Time incarnate?"
Deep in the gray fog, a sneer appeared on the corner of the short corpse clan old man's mouth. The three time incarnations that rushed into the gray fog suddenly became blurred, and then shattered into a rain of light in the sky with a bang.
Su Qinian stopped and pointed his life-saving knife at the ground. He still underestimated the gray fog here, which could actually be eroded by time. The incarnation of time could not last long here, and his expectations came to nothing.
Time passed breath by breath, and Su Qinian soon discovered that the supreme king in the secret had not taken action again. (Please subscribe and vote. In addition to resuming updates recently, the feel and chapter level are also being restored.
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