Qin Rongxian opened her watery eyes, stared at Lin Wan'er's face, frowned and said, "Is this the girl you like?"
Yuan Futu nodded. Lin Wan'er was a little surprised when she heard her words. Although she hadn't had time to hear Yuan Futu talk about the story of the Zhuo World, she guessed that something must have happened with the Demon Princess during this period, otherwise she would have
I won't spend all my magic to save him.
"You are so beautiful."
Before that, Qin Rongxian thought that she was the most beautiful, at least everyone in Tianmo Sect thought so. But when she saw Lin Wan'er, she suddenly felt that she had lost a lot of color, even though her face was pale, with a touch of sadness.
It's morbid, but it still looks so beautiful and indescribable.
A gentle smile appeared at the corner of Lin Wan'er's mouth, she took her fleshy little hand and said, "You are also very beautiful."
Qin Rongxian lowered his head, his pretty face slightly red.
However, at this moment, an extremely overbearing coercion descended from the sky, as if Qin Chuan's foot stepped hard on the land of Kyushu. Everyone looked in pain and knelt on the ground, as if their knees were broken.
, even breathing became extremely difficult.
Yuan Futu noticed the unparalleled demonic energy contained in the coercion, and experienced the horror of the realm of gods for the first time. Although Jian Twelve was powerful, holding the king sword and possessing the power of a true demon, this power did not exist before he transformed into heaven.
There are always limitations in the operation of the realm, because his golden elixir has not been refined, so it is difficult to scale it up. On the contrary, Qin Chuan can endlessly evolve the monstrous demonic energy, and now he has the upper hand.
In the Regretful God Realm, the eighth level of the demon's disintegration, it is immediately clear how powerful it is.
Jian Twelve's face was quite ugly. There was golden light flowing on his body, which was mixed with chaos and pure black lines. He used these three powers to forcefully open a space in the rolling magic fire, but then
As Qin Chuan stepped forward, the golden wall of light in front of him shook with a bang, tearing a crack.
Through this gap, you can clearly see Qin Chuan's cold face, with his silver hair standing upside down, like a real demon coming to the world.
But at this moment, the Dharma image behind him was torn apart like torn pieces of cloth, dissipated into the void, and ceased to exist.
"The Dharma is disillusioned and the golden elixir is perfected. This is the return to the gods!" Qin Chuan displayed his peak combat power and fully demonstrated the power of the realm of the gods. He destroyed the Dharma and refined the golden elixir, leaving only this
With a body that is almost immortal, every time it lands, it feels like it is trampling on the helpless sky, walking step by step towards Jian Twelve.
Jian Twelve's body trembled involuntarily, and he suddenly felt extremely small, as if he was no longer facing a person, but a demon.
A true demon capable of destroying heaven and earth!
"I have come this far, how can I stop here? No one can stop me!"
Pushed to the limit, Jian Twelve suddenly roared and swung his sword straight forward.
This sword intent swept forward, overwhelming the sky and the earth, covering the infinite space, and naturally wrapped Qin Chuan in it.
Qin Chuan suddenly stopped, his flat brows furrowed slightly, raised his head, and found that all the vitality of heaven and earth had become extremely silent, as if controlled by invisible force, and began to evolve into golden sword lights, large and small, thousands of them.
Ten thousand, the thin ones are like the tip of a wheat awn, and the thick ones are almost like the pillars of Optimus.
All the sword lights are pointing at him.
Wang Cannian's body was pressed like a shrimp and looked unusually rickety. He exhausted his true energy before standing up from the ground, using the power of the spirit treasure to protect the bodies of Xiaonan and Nangong Qiushui. Then he saw the golden light in the sky,
He said in astonishment: "This... "Tianxuan Sword Art" will hide all things!"
After the Brave Sword, the Wisdom Sword, the Killing Sword, and the Wrath Sword, there is the fifth level of the "Tian Xuan Sword Art", which is called the Sword of All Things!
All things are hidden, and all things can be turned into swords. Even the floating clouds, invisible wind, and pouring rain, as long as they exist in this world, will become extremely powerful under the influence of this sword.
A killing weapon, its power is not inferior to that of a god-level spiritual treasure.
There are more and more golden awns, getting finer and finer, and they keep emerging, and then keep superimposing. In an instant, there is no gap around Qinchuan, and it has been covered by long or short golden awns. The sword of all things
The meaning is contained in it and is extremely powerful.
Qin Chuan stood silently and independently in the center, feeling the fierce sword intent coming at him, but his eyes became brighter and brighter, as if he had not experienced such a hearty battle for a long time, which made him inexplicably excited.
"kill!"
With a command, sword rays filled the sky at the same time. Under the extremely fast burst, the void suddenly squeezed inwards, forming a distorted and blurred state.
boom!
These tens of millions of sword lights hit Qin Chuan's body fiercely, making a uniform and shocking sound. From a distance, it looked like a scorching sun bursting with golden light hanging in the sky, releasing from it
The fierce sword intent shot out like circular air currents, defeating the clouds in the far distance.
"I want to help the sect master!" Xiao Zhan has always been impulsive. Seeing this situation, he couldn't help but want to rush forward.
Ziye Canglong stretched out his hand to hold his generous shoulders and said in a deep voice: "If even the sect leader can't do anything, what's the use of you going?"
"But we can't just watch like this." Xiao Zhan gritted his teeth.
Mei Ling'er frowned slightly, seeming to be a little uncomfortable being suppressed by this peak battle, and said softly: "Did you see that the sect leader lost? Why are you so worried?"
When Xiao Zhan heard this, he raised his head suddenly and saw that the scorching sun seemed to be expanding continuously, as if there was an extremely powerful force inside that was about to explode.
In the blink of an eye, wisps of black flames flowed out from within the golden light.
Jian Twelve still maintained the posture of wielding the sword, but cold sweat broke out on his forehead, as if he was frantically burning all the power left in his body, and was almost on the verge of exhaustion.
Boom!
An extremely deep fist mark appeared on the golden surface.
Boom!
Another deeper footprint appeared on the other side.
The light ball formed by the accumulation of billions of golden lights was constantly trembling. In the blink of an eye, it was covered with dense fist prints and footprints.
Until finally, the golden light in front of Jian Twelve exploded completely and turned into countless tiny fragments scattered in the air.
Qin Chuan walked out from inside with steady steps. The strong wind passed by, but the snow-white clothes on his body turned into powder and were blown away, exposing his body as hard as steel.
The black lines on it flow like ancient talismans, containing endless mysteries.
Jian Twelve's hand holding Wang Jian was trembling. What he never expected was that his peak combat skills would only destroy one piece of clothing of the Lord of the Demon Sect.