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Please give me some advice from the little god!
Pan Jin's words were like thunder, resounding on the stone platform for dozens of miles, shaking the hearts of tens of thousands of martial arts people and making their blood surge.
In fact, many people can see that since the little god arrived, many people of the younger generation have glanced at him vaguely, even though his status and status in the entire Han martial arts world are transcendent.
, but the younger generation is the best in the world in terms of swordsmanship, and no matter who wins the championship in the end, they will definitely not be able to avoid this one.
No better than the little immortal of Qingyang Palace, the number one in the world is destined to be in name only.
This was an inevitable battle, but no one expected that this battle would come so quickly.
Pan Jin, who is two hundred feet high, is like an ancient god, as majestic as a prison. Standing on a stone platform, his energy and blood are like a vast ocean, and his will is like a magic lamp, making it difficult to look directly at him.
On one side of the stone platform, eight holy saints stood up. Although their faces were pale and their internal organs were shaking, their eyes were very bright. It was obvious that they had gained a lot from the fight just now, especially the little sword fairy.
The first level of realm is just one step away from being worthy.
At this moment, almost everyone's eyes fell on the little fairy of Qingyang Palace.
Wearing a coarse white robe with slight ripples, Su Qinian put his left hand behind his back and said calmly: "As you wish."
At this time, many senior experts from all over the world showed a bit of a wry smile. This little god was really fearless. He knew clearly that before him was a nearly invincible King of the Forbidden City, yet he was still as careless as before, even losing with one hand.
Behind him, it would be a bit of a joke to try to defeat the Forbidden King with one hand.
Even the eight giants of the Holy Forbidden City had strange expressions on their faces, especially the Immortal Burying Sword Ningshen, who couldn't help but snorted coldly. This obviously gave him some bad memories.
Needless to say, in the center of the stone platform, Pan Jin's eyes were like two nine-color lamps, shooting out a terrifying divine light, distorting the vacuum, and there were faint signs of being unable to bear it.
"Su! Beg! Nian!"
Pan Jin spoke word by word, he was like a giant, every word he uttered was like wind and thunder, possessing a great power.
"Since Pan's debut, you are the first one who dares to look down on me like this."
This descendant of the Three Saints Sect stared at Su Qinian, and the energy belonging to the Forbidden King filled the void, turning a ten-mile radius into a vacuum.
Standing in the vacuum, Su Qinian's face remained unchanged, unmoved at all, and said calmly: "You are also the most scheming person Su has ever seen in the Holy Forbidden City."
Um?
Pan Jin raised his eyebrows, and a sharp aura shot out from himself, shouting: "Let Pan see if the little god's force is as sharp as your words!"
Woo!
In an instant, the descendant of the Three Saints Sect took action. The huge king's body, which was two hundred feet high, also possessed a kind of extreme speed. It could cross several miles almost in an instant. The Nine-Colored Gang Ax fell down like a Nine-Colored Sacred Mountain, and the vacuum was torn apart.
A crack opened, and ocean-like energy and blood washed down, seeming to flood the entire world.
This kind of momentum shocked the whole world. Compared with Pan Jin, Su Qinian at this time was as small as an ant, with no aura, just like an ordinary person.
clang!
There was the sound of gold and iron clashing, and thousands of sparks flying up. This impact sound was like beating a divine drum, shaking people's hearts and shaking their spirits.
hiss!
The next moment, many people couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, especially the young taboos, the half-step holy taboos, and even the eight holy taboo giants such as Liu Qinghong. Their eyebrows twitched. They could see that this axe.
Pan Jin was just a test, which only aroused pure blood and true energy. However, with the sharpness of the nine-color axe, ordinary psychic weapons would be blown away, but now...
Su Qinian was seen standing motionless, with the two fingers of his right hand raised together, across the front of the divine court between the eyebrows, and the nine-color ax blade fell on the two fingers, making it difficult to advance even an inch.
With an expressionless face, Su Qinian said: "Draw out the ax, otherwise you have no chance."
Boom!
After the words fell, Su Qinian flicked his fingers at the same time, like the sound of a heavenly bell, the nine-color ax suddenly rose up like an electric shock, and the huge royal body belonging to Pan Jin was also shaken back a few miles, and then he stopped.
shape.
There was a solemn look in his pupils, and Pan Jin said solemnly: "You have indeed penetrated the third level of the divine treasure."
Only Pan Jin, who has opened two small worlds of the divine treasure orifices, understands that at the ninth level of the king's body, every time he opens a small world of the divine treasure orifices, it is a leap forward. Even starting from the opening of the first level of the divine treasure orifices, the energy and blood feed back.
The spiritual will forms a barrier to the divine treasure. Even the ordinary will of the soul cannot break through it. Therefore, it is difficult to judge which one is stronger, the road of the physical king or the road of the soul. However, the road of the soul has been penetrated. Compared with
On the road to becoming a king with a nine-level physical body, no body of a great emperor has yet appeared.
What a strong physical body!
In all directions of the stone platform, many martial arts people were astonished. Such a physique was too frightening. Even the sharp edge of the nine-color ax could not be cut, nor could the descendants of the Three Saints Sect.
Buzz!
With his energy and blood restrained, Pan Jin's two-hundred-foot-tall king's body returned to its original size. He understood that his physical body was not as strong as that of the little god, and trying to rely on the power of the king's body would only create shackles.
At this moment, the two people stood facing each other many miles apart, and the ten-mile vacuum area became more and more stagnant. The eight giants of the Holy Forbidden City in it could clearly feel the invisible energy conflict between Su Qinian and the two. Regardless of the Panjin energy of the Three Saints Sect
The qi machine belonging to the little god stayed in one place, unshakable, like an eternal sacred mountain. Although it has not yet revived, it is eternal.
Su Qinian does not move, Pan Jin does not move, one breath passes, ten breaths pass, half a stick of incense passes...
Tens of thousands of martial arts people retreated ten miles away. Only a few thousand people were left who could clearly see the empty space of ten miles. Most of them came from major sects, aristocratic families, and even the military. Among the young taboos,
There are also young masters of the military who originate from the frontier lands all over the world.
Even though they were so far apart, and with the Xumi Mustard Seed Formation solidifying the void and protecting the four directions, tens of thousands of martial arts practitioners still felt that their breathing was slightly stagnant. The aura of the two people in the center of the stone platform was too strong, and a huge wave was formed invisibly.
The soul is oppressed, and this oppression of the soul becomes more and more heavy as time goes by. Many martial arts practitioners with insufficient cultivation retreat again and again, and they can no longer see clearly the reality and the essence of this battle.
A stick of incense!
In the ten-mile vacuum area, in Su Qinian's eyes, Pan Jin's whole body was steaming with purple air, shrouded in auspicious clouds, and shining with golden light. In one battle, he crushed the eight holy taboos and won the first place in sword theory, which accumulated a majestic momentum and won the hearts of the people.
He has gathered a surge of luck in his direction. At this moment, with the passage of time, he has grasped the Qi of his whole body, has completely accepted it, and has brewed this invincible trend to an extreme peak.
boom!
The first breath after burning the incense, Pan Jin took action.
With this movement, the five elements of yin and yang move together, the nine-color ax blooms with dazzling source light, and a vast half-step axe's intention seems to shake the heavens. The three sources of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism are intertwined, and there is a faint trend of fusion.
The vacuum was like cracked silk, and a large crack was cut out, which instantly spread in front of Su Qinian, accompanied by a powerful edge that seemed to be able to split the new world.
Su Er raised his eyebrows and Su Qinian punched.
hold head high!
A dragon's roar seemed to come to the present world across ancient time and space, faintly illuminating a picture of crying on a bloody rainy day. Su Qinian made a fist seal, and the perfect light bloomed, eternal and eternal, the ebb and flow of time, this fist shattered the vacuum.
If Pan Jin's ax gathers the three origins and takes advantage of the invincible momentum accumulated by No. 1 in Sword Theory to take a solid step forward on the road to becoming the Forbidden King, then Su Qinian's punch reaches the pinnacle.
If you look down at the foot of the mountain from the top of the mountain, it is the gaze of a real dragon.
boom!
The edge of the ax was shattered, and Su Qinian's fist was crystal clear. The sacred light was not very strong, but it seemed like the source of all light in the world.
Bang!
The next moment, the fist edge collided with the ax blade, like a divine bell in the heaven being shaken, the bell ringing like a sky earthquake, only a click was heard, Pan Jin's color changed, a crack appeared on the Three Holy Axes in his hand, and then spread like a spider web in an instant.
Come on, explode with a bang.
A sacred fist force came like an immortal mountain of light. In the dense light of the fist, Pan Jin seemed to see the rotation of the four seasons, the birth and death of vegetation, the eternal sun of God, the eternal light, the thoughts of good and evil, and the fire of freedom.
Ignite, illuminate the dark void, and a new world is opened up, slowly born from nothingness.
puff!
A blood flower bloomed, and the pupils of the Eight Great Sacred Forbidden City contracted violently, and Pan Jin was seen flying away with a punch, and his left shoulder was pierced by the edge of the punch. Under this punch, he was as fragile as a broken cattail.
What!
Many martial arts masters from all over the world were trembling when they saw what was going on. A forbidden king was punched and flew away. The punch was heavy, and the power of the punch was so vast. It seemed that nothing could stop it, like a god.
The sun is in the sky and will never fall.
Only young masters who are above the half-step holy ban, and even soul figures hidden in the crowd, can capture the perfect artistic conception from Su Qinian's punch.
Originally, all the descendants of Xiu Ming had fallen under the calamity of the sword, and the source of natural light had never been perfected. However, Su Qinian broke through the calamity and finally made the source of light appear in the eyes of the world in its perfection.
The old masters and young masters who knew this allusion couldn't help but take a deep breath. This is the power of light and perfection, and it is effortless to attack the forbidden king. This kind of majesty makes people fascinated and trembles.
Ten miles away.
Although he could not clearly see the truth, the young man learned from the mouths of people around him what had happened. His face was filled with horror. Such a result made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
The center of the stone platform.
Pan Jin staggered to his feet, with blood bleeding from the corners of his mouth, but his eyes were fixed on Su Qinian. Although he had just entered the realm of the Forbidden King for the first time and had just been lucky enough to take a step, with such a gap, the opponent was probably already at the top.
above.
This is what is spread in the world...
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