Chapter 631 The body and spirit are one world, the knife that cuts off everything!
At this moment, the land under his feet, which was like gold and jade, suddenly reflected a long white river. Su Qinian saw himself, standing on this long river, like a drop in the ocean. With the turmoil of the rapids, he was about to be submerged and swallowed up.
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"Destiny Tianyi!"
Su Qinian froze his gaze. The moment he finished speaking, the nine rays of death-defying sword light, together with the nine-ray real body, were violently torn apart by two nine-color hurricanes.
Every pore in his body was trembling, and the heavens of his body were swaying. As the nine-color hurricane swept over, Su Qinian felt that his luck was like a candle in the wind, which could be extinguished at any time, and the one reflected under his feet
On the majestic river of destiny, most of his figure has been swallowed up by the pale paper-like water of destiny.
This moment may not even be a ten thousandth of an instant, and it seems like a long time has passed. This chaotic time sequence made War King Qi Tian tighten his eyes. Not to mention Su Qinian, even he was just observing.
That nine-color hurricane, across the arena of gods and demons, still makes me feel a wave of heart palpitations. This terrifying killing involves the most unpredictable fate. Even the most accomplished king has to be very careful.
"Under the wings of fate, everything will decay and everything will turn into ashes. No one can go against the torrent of fate!"
The old woman of the Yan Moth lineage murmured to herself. No one knew better than her the power of the ancient Imperial Butterfly. Her Yan Moth lineage had actually inherited an extremely thin bloodline from the Feathered Emperor Butterfly. Even so,
After becoming a king, he will also undergo an unprecedented transformation, which is enough to stand shoulder to shoulder with royals like Kunpeng and Taotie without falling behind in the slightest.
This is a forbidden bloodline that is not allowed in the world, but in the eyes of the old woman of the Yanmoth lineage, it is more like another continuation of the life of the ancient sky demon.
But looking at the nine-color hurricane sweeping over, Su Qinian's eyes became brighter than ever before. He was no longer as calm as before. The heart of Xuanhuang Dao was roaring, like a sky sun rising and falling, and the innate pure Yang.
The body resonates, reflecting the physical body and the heavens, and the stars in the sky are shining. Among them, the light of destiny is also shining.
The immortal pure Yang energy burst out, like the innate pure Yang energy of glass, gold and jade, like billions of rays of divine light, spurting out from every inch of Su Qinian's body.
At this moment, his Taoist heart was clear and bright, and the source power belonging to the innate pure Yang body surged again. The stars resonated, and an unspeakable force of repulsion was generated. On the long river of destiny reflected at his feet, what belonged to him
The reflection was like a dragon emerging from the water, swaying upwards, breaking away from the raging river of fate. He stood there, letting the two nine-color hurricanes approach.
Rumble!
The nine-color hurricane whimpered, but at the moment it approached, it seemed to turn into the most violent cosmic storm. The nine-color misty wind blade was sharper than the heavenly sword. It was between illusion and reality. It cut not only the flesh and blood, but also the spirit.
Will, and even deeper root matter.
But when Su Qinian stood there, he seemed to be an immortal statue. Although he was still within the heavens, his body and spirit were separated from the heavens and formed a world of his own.
At this moment, all his dharma cannot be imposed on him, cannot be cut off, cannot be imprisoned, even the nine-color hurricane fanned by the wings of destiny cannot shake it in the slightest. That immortal aura makes the Yuhua Emperor Butterfly's glazed eyes,
For the first time, a look of shock appeared on her face. It was obvious that this sacred enchantress had never thought that Su Qinian would use such a method to challenge her fate, Tianyi.
Click!
On the wild prairie, the ground beneath the feet of the Yan Moth old woman was cracking, and the desert formations were disintegrating. She was so shaken that she could not believe the scene in front of her. Not to mention the unenlightened ones, even the enlightened ones.
If a person can block the erosion of Destiny Sky Wings, it is the subversive power of destiny. The root magical power belonging to the lineage of the Feathered Emperor Butterfly was unexpectedly caught like this.
"Impossible! Damn it! What on earth is that immortal aura!" This old woman of Yanmo's lineage was going crazy. She didn't have the bearing of a supreme king at all. She looked more like a mentally disturbed person.
Even though they were from the same clan, several kings of the Taotie clan could not help but move their steps and keep a distance.
At this moment, the expressions of the supreme beings of all races became more solemn than ever before. This was the first time for most of them to see this young human race king fighting with all his strength. It was far more complicated than the news they had received.
It is speculated that it will be even stronger. Even some great kings remained silent. The four tribes paid such a heavy price and still failed to bury this person. Instead, they sharpened their bodies, which was more like a grand ceremony.
Refining it makes it stronger.
Thinking that in the future, all races will have to face such a terrifying young supreme power, the hearts of the supreme beings of all races are extremely heavy. Once such a figure becomes enlightened, even the most ordinary Seven Realm War King becomes enlightened, let alone
Even the great king will have enemies, even the peerless king.
In this era of the human race, there has never been a young descendant who has caused such anxiety among all races. However, they have to face reality. Their wings are already full. Just by watching this battle, you can know that the king of all races has become the king.
, maybe you can try your best to suppress this person, but the chance of winning is slim, and it is even less likely to eliminate him. In this way, only the peerless king can suppress him with his own strength.
But peerless kings are so rare. Looking at the world, even if there are some powerful clans at the forefront, within the whole clan, there are probably no more than ten fingers. Every one of them is a powerful contender on the road to the emperor.
Although the Great Successful King can also take the path of God, compared to the peerless King, the certainty of becoming an emperor is more than ten times smaller. Someone once looked at the history of the Supreme War and made an estimate. At most one of the hundred Great Successful Kings will become the Emperor.
And among the ten peerless kings, at least one will become an emperor. Compared to the great kings, the peerless kings are more like a higher status of kings. Each of them is the seed of hope for an era for all races, and they can be easily destroyed.
Cannot be damaged.
In this way, if you miss today and try to hunt down this young human war king, it will only become more difficult as the years go by, and the price you have to pay will be beyond the imagination of all races.
Arena of gods and demons.
Su Qinian, who was bathed in the nine-color hurricane, moved. He was like a dragon that had broken free of its shackles. As he moved, the entire top of the sacred mountain shook violently. At the same time, a red gold sword fell from the center of his eyebrows.
It was the sword of will that belonged to him. At this moment, as it activated the realm of immortality, his body and mind became a realm of his own. The immortal edge of the red gold sword also exuded an aura of immortality.
The immortal edge of will also seemed to be cut off from heaven and earth. Su Qin remained motionless for many years, and all dharmas could not be cut off without adding to his body. But as he waved his sword of will, an ancient red gold sword light was as crystal clear as glass, and all dharmas also
It was torn apart like a piece of silk, as if it could cut off everything, break into the nine-color sunlight, and violently collide with the nine-color sky wings of the imperial butterfly.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The two of them fought like lightning, the Sky Wings of Destiny trembled at an extremely fast speed, the nine-color hurricane surged like a tidal wave, and the feathered imperial butterfly that was ten feet tall was dreamy and blurry, flickering between reality and illusion, but Su Qinian's sword of will was even more razor-sharp.
One knife after another, the raging nine-color hurricane was cut open and chopped into pieces, and it even collided with the invisible soul tentacles. Gradually, people discovered that the feathered emperor butterfly left the place and was like splashing ink.
, retreating under the immortal edge that is indestructible.
The Feathered Imperial Butterfly was suppressed!
At this time, not only the old woman of Yan Mo's lineage, but also several kings of the Taotie tribe showed signs of astonishment and even shock. That one, among the feathered emperor butterflies, was considered the direct blood of the emperor, even though he had just
At the age of twenty, he has not yet reached the complete body, but with the power of the soul tentacles and the wings of destiny, even an ordinary king who has just entered the Dacheng realm must temporarily avoid the edge. He is a being who is destined to be invincible in the world. Becoming an emperor is a matter of course.
Words are nothing more than the length of years and months.
Who can suppress the Emerged Emperor Butterfly? Even the emperors of the younger generation may not be able to do it. Otherwise, this lineage would not have become extinct in ancient times and become an untraceable taboo existence.
But now, this scene has really happened. They can't help but question it. The flapping wings of destiny can't overturn the fate of the young human warrior king, causing him to decay into ashes. His immortal will has actually condensed into a will war.
Soldier, how grand and grand is the blessing of luck, few kings can take the prototype.
War King Qitian took a deep breath. Although his tense heartstrings finally relaxed, he still couldn't help but sigh. On the War King's road, in this era, the Suotian lineage seemed to be far ahead of the War King's Palace.
There is not only the only unparalleled war king in the world, but also a young emperor war king who has embarked on the ancestral blood change. There is no peerless king. The vastness of these heavens should be able to dominate the starry sky and look at all directions.
Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang!
At this moment, on the top of the sacred mountain, Su Qinian's fighting spirit has reached the highest point in his life. The three levels of divine treasure orifices are opening together, and the twelve thousand immortal runes belonging to the fourth level of divine treasure orifices are also shining.
The brilliance reached its peak, and vaguely, he heard a continuous broken sound, which was the seventh level of the Zhanwang Road. As his energy and energy boiled to the extreme, he heard the source power of his innate pure Yang body.
It surged, creating dense cracks, and strands of unspeakable crystal blood seeped out.
boom!
On Su Qinian's body, the aura that had climbed to the top rose again, and the sword of will clanged loudly. On the crystal-clear and clumsy blade, the sacred shadow of the ancient heavenly dragon emerged, turned into a totem, and was imprinted on the blade.
Clang!
A ray of red gold sword light, as crystal clear as glass, but extremely calm, cut off everything. On the ground that looked like a mirror, the reflection of the long river of fate split open and was divided into two, and the river of fate bifurcated again.
There was a soft pop sound, and nine-colored misty blood splashed up. The colors were colorful, more dreamy than the aurora, but it was also like a colorful heavenly sword, which was deeply pierced into the heart of the old woman of Yan Mo's lineage. (Please subscribe, thank you.