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Chapter 612: Song Qing's Repression

After this blow, the space that was re-established due to space distortion was completely shattered, and the outside sky also dimmed.

Tuxian Island subsequently collapsed, and all living creatures on Tuxian Island were annihilated.

Before this impact, Xiao Tian seemed to have a sense of induction and directly pulled Huan Xingbai away, who was still in the cross-legged state of enlightenment, and used his remaining divine power to build a hidden space to protect him and Huan Xingbai in it.

Such a powerful force spread out together, causing waves to tremble in all directions, and even the shelter built by Xiao Tian also shook.

Xiao Tian's sword cut across the front, channeling part of the impact force elsewhere.

In the shelter, there were some sweat stains on Huan Xing's white forehead, and there was a bit of pain on his face.

All of this was seen by Xiao Tian.

Xiao Tian stood with his sword in hand, his eyes rising slightly.

He and Huan Xingbai came into contact with this divine power together, but he accepted it very indifferently. Even if it was a little painful, it was just because his mortal body could not bear such divine power.

Immediately, Lu Yuan also took action, causing this divine power to move slowly, and fused it with his own power, which resulted in his current use of divine power.

But Huan Xingbai didn't seem to be like this. Lu Yuan didn't use his divine power to overdo it at that time, allowing Huan Xingbai to better inherit this power. Instead, he let Huan Xingbai digest it by himself!

Lu Yuan also seemed to be sure that Huan Xingbai had no other solution for the time being. He fully accepted this divine power and told Xiao Tian to ensure Huan Xingbai's safety.

It is true that Xiao Tian cannot defeat Song Qing, nor can he intervene in such a war, but with the divine power he now possesses, it is still easy to protect Huan Xingbai!

Xiao Tian moved his eyes away from Huan Xingbai and returned to the battlefield in the distance.

At this time, the sky and the earth were gloomy, as if the night had swallowed up the entire day, and the world fell into endless darkness.

Song Qing stood with his sword in hand, surrounded by a majestic atmosphere, and the runes of the golden sword on his forehead became more and more dazzling.

Looking back at Lu Yuan, the huge shadow behind him had dissipated, and the power of the righteous and demonic ways guarding his body had also dispersed, making it difficult to gather together again. The dark lines of the double pupils still appeared on his forehead, shining brightly.

"Lu Yuan, if you don't use your divine power, you will be dead!"

Song Qing shouted, and as soon as he said these words, his whole person disappeared into the void, and all his breath was extinguished and dissipated.

Lu Yuan stood on the spot, the power around his body was rising and falling, but he still did not use his divine power!

"Buzz!——"

The void directly in front of Lu Yuan suddenly shook, the space was immediately torn apart, and a long sword suddenly shot out!

Lu Yuan ducked sideways, and the long sword came quickly, crossing Lu Yuan's side, and then swept it up, heading straight for Lu Yuan!

Lu Yuan did not panic, he raised his hand and sent the spear away, and it collided with the sword that was coming from behind, making a huge roar.

But just as the roaring color faded, Song Qing's figure suddenly disappeared and appeared behind Lu Yuan in an instant.

Lu Yuan noticed it very quickly, turned over and struck the sword with the spear in his hand, blocking the sword from behind!

Even if Lu Yuan can block such a kill, it does not mean that Lu Yuan can match Song Qing without using his divine power.

Song Qing's few attacks just now were just casual tests and he didn't use much of his divine power.

Even so, when Lu Yuan resisted, the power surged in his body was constantly dissipating. Once he resisted, it would take a long time for him to gather his strength again.

After these two tests, the two of them seemed to have some knowledge of each other.

Song Qing stepped back a little, formed a very strange glyph in his hand, and then the divine sword disappeared on the spot.

"Lu Yuan, what are you waiting for? What can you wait for?"

After Song Qing finished speaking, he thought of something again, and raised the corner of his mouth, "The resources given to us by the Heavenly Way and the Ancient Way of Shangchen should be the same in order to regulate you and this god. Therefore, if I am a god, you should also be a god."

,So, you are waiting for yourself to become a god?"

At this moment, an extremely mysterious sound came from the sky.

Song Qing looked up, the smile on his lips disappeared, and the murderous intent in his eyes reached its peak!

He lowered his eyes and stared at Lu Yuan.

"I always thought that the ancient path of Shangchen gave you a means to rival me, but I didn't expect that this means has not yet arrived. Haha, Lu Yuan, if I can't even seize this opportunity,

What a waste of this great opportunity!"

Song Qing's hands moved rapidly, and strange and secretive gestures kept appearing.

In an instant, a huge strong wind swept up the entire world. This strong wind was so shocking that it tore apart the surrounding void layer by layer and twisted it into pieces.

The black holes that filled the void formed quickly, but under such strong winds, they could not gather to fill the torn space.

"Lu Yuan, even with your divine power, you can't resist this sword!"

Song Qing stopped the evolving gestures in his hands, raised his eyes, his white hair blew in the wind, and the golden sword between his eyebrows suddenly disappeared, replaced by the golden glory of his eyes!

Above the sky, the clouds were cut across and dissipated in an instant. From Tuxian Island, they stretched for 30,000 miles without a trace of cloud!

The spreading golden color is enough to cover the entire sky!

Directly above Lu Yuan, a huge golden sword was projected down. The sword peak was the first to break through the golden light and press down!

The power of the sword suddenly appeared. In the three thousand worlds, low-level long swords broke instantly. Those long swords that were not broken were protected by sword spirits. However, even so, these long swords were mostly worn out, their aura was sluggish, and they could no longer perform as before.

More than 70% of the power.

Xiao Tian, ​​who was guarding in the distance, had a big sword in his hand that was originally a magical weapon from the Immortal Realm obtained from the ancient path of Shangchen in Lu Yuankeng. However, at this time, there was a constant low sound, and a slight crack appeared on the sword.

!

One sword appears, and ten thousand swords break.

This kind of vision has never been seen in thousands of years!

The supreme sword power on Song Qing's body is still rising. If this long sword falls here, it will have the power of a god!

Lu Yuan was about to move his body when he suddenly realized that everything in the world around him had become sticky, and his movements were actually restricted!

When he raised his eyes, he saw nine dark swords erected around Lu Yuan, forming a sword array, surrounding Lu Yuan!

As the sword formation was formed, the collapsed space actually formed a world that would no longer collapse, and this world was Song Qing's world alone!

"Lu Yuan, I don't have the status of a god yet, but I will eventually make you stronger. Even if you have divine power, you will still be subject to my laws!"

When he finished speaking, Lu Yuan's whole body was shaking with emptiness, and he was instantly burdened with tens of thousands of kilograms of things. The power of the suppression began to collapse, and his whole body was fixed in place by the law and the sword formation!

This huge pressure caused blood to continuously ooze from Lu Yuan's pores!

Above the void, the huge golden sword has split the layers, pressing down, and is about to rush to kill Lu Yuan!

Lu Yuan raised his eyes, there was no trace of panic in his eyes.

He forcibly carried the tens of thousands of kilograms of gravity, made a hand gesture, and said slowly: "Song Qing, the time has come, it's my turn to be the Holy Son."


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