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Chapter 1621 The master falls, and the sword god is born!

This scene was too shocking.

It seemed that as Jiang Tian rushed past, the warships turned into a sea of ​​fire, and a shocking explosion occurred, blooming behind Jiang Tian like flowers.

"This is an invisible fleet that refines weapons in the immortal ruins and forms the great formation!"

Under the light curtain of the academy, countless disciples screamed and wailed.

In fact, Jiang Tian’s speed is too fast, and it is difficult to catch the highest branded image-taking magic weapon in Xianxu.

Even if the spiritual consciousness of the powerful god transformed into a god will be dizzy and feel annoyed and vomited.

In the eyes of everyone, it was like Jiang Tian’s figure shaking, and many warships and war machines were trapped in a sea of ​​fire and exploded one after another.

"He, how could he be so powerful!"

Fairy Yulian's pretty face changed color, as pale as a corpse that had been dead for three days, and her delicate body trembled slightly and shivered.

As a cultivation civilization that escaped from the disaster of destruction ten thousand years ago, the immortal ruins monks have always been full of crisis and are very careful and cautious.

After Jiang Tian killed the God Emperor, Xianxu had already noticed a deep crisis and acted as a decisive battle, mobilized the power of the entire Xianxu to speed up the development of these war machines.

As a master of formation, Fairy Yulian understands the most.

These warships came from the design drawings left by the Mu Lingxing civilization, and spent thousands of years of hard work by countless benevolent and ambitious people in the Immortal Ruins. They used the cultivation resources of the entire Immortal Ruins, representing the highest attainments of the Immortal Ruins' weapon refining and formation.

But all of this was broken by Jiang Tian in seconds.

It can be said that at this moment, Fairy Yulian's worldview is about to collapse, full of disbelief, as if he was a ghost.

"The teacher has already run the secret technique of "Je" but still cannot disintegrate the traces of the divine law left by Jiang Taichu in his body!"

The great master of the priest looked frightened and incredible.

The secret technique of the word "Zhe" is one of the nine heavenly techniques of the Wood Spirit Star, and is responsible for healing and restoration.

The Master's difficulty in controlling this secret technique is beyond the present, reaching the pinnacle, reaching the point of rebirth of blood and rebirth of the body in the blink of an eye. It is amazing.

But at this moment, no matter how Master practiced the word "Tianzhi", the many laws left by Jiang Tian in his wounds were still undestroyed, as if the grass on the Liliyuan was like a grass, and the spring breeze blew and grew again, recurring and constantly growing, as if

Can last forever.

"No, he's caught up!"

"Sir, be careful!"

At this moment, countless disciples in the academy were shocked and exclaimed one after another.

Everyone saw that Jiang Tian's figure swayed, and it crossed a hundred miles away like a glimpse of light and came to the Master.

The sword of the cold shines like snow, with a terrifying murderous intent, and it falls straight to the sky like a galaxy.

At this time, the Master used the secret of the word "明" and was as fast as lightning. Although he had fallen to the Nascent Soul, he had never been able to transform into a god. I am afraid that few people could achieve it on the immortal ruins.

This speed.

Under Jiang Tian's Kunpeng speed, the Master was like a disabled elderly man with limited mobility, and was extremely slow and caught up by Jiang Tian in the blink of an eye.

"Ah! Master, are you going to die today?"

"Jiang Taichu, this devil is so cruel!"

"Master! Our great Master, today we were slaughtered by thieves. Jiang Taichu, if you act so recklessly, you will be punished by God and will not die well!"

In an instant, on the endless vast immortal ruins, countless monks and mortals were screaming and scolding, wishing they could peel Jiang Tian's cramps and skin them to sacrifice their souls to relieve their hatred.

"Okay! This old thief is finally over!"

"Your Majesty, kill him and avenge the ancient sages!"

But there was a lot of cheers on the side of the Dakou Qunhao, everyone's eyes were excited, and their clenched fists tightened again.

The Master was the right-hand man of Lao Xu Emperor for the rest of his life. He once participated in the war in the era of Taoist slaughtering countless bloody slaughtering millions of corpses, killing many worlds. It can be said that his hands were covered with the immortals of ancient immortals and sages.

Ruins, a veritable invader.

The most hateful thing is that after the establishment of the Xianxu Dynasty, he, the invader, transformed himself into a great scholar and a giant. He always keeps benevolence, righteousness and morality in every sentence, and speaks of the people with great righteousness. He always calls heaven, earth, king, parents and teachers, and enjoys all people.

The worship and respect seem to be able to save all the people and be lofty and kind gods.

Now, he has been knocked down from the Nascent Soul realm and competes with the same realm. He is not Jiang Tian’s opponent, and he will be cut into ashes with one sword.

Just when everyone, including the Master himself, thought that Jiang Tian could not avoid this sword.

"Jiang Taichu, stop! The sword god is here!"

A sound of majesty was full of majesty, but there was a sharp and sharp sound like a sword from the sky, and it seemed to be extremely far away, hundreds or even thousands of miles away.

This silence is naturally not an ordinary sound wave, but is transmitted through the secret method of true essence, and the speed is ten times faster than ordinary sounds.

A wise man with extraordinary cultivation saw that when the word "Jing" sounded, a bright highlight appeared in the sky. The highlight instantly turned into a bright meteor, cutting a hundred miles of heaven and earth, dividing the sea of ​​clouds, and when the word "Ya" fell,

The meteor had already arrived behind Jiang Tian, ​​and it turned out to be a sharp sword light.

The speed of this flying sword is already incredible.

"The Sword God is here!"

"Sword God in White!"

In an instant, on the immortal ruins, whether it was the monks near the Xuantian Mountains or the mortals far away in the desolate border, they all bowed to the ground, their eyes were worshipped, as if they saw gods.

That look was even more respectful than when facing the Master.

All monks on the positioning surface know that Master is not a monk from the Nanmen Galaxy, but from the distant Beidou Galaxy.

It is rumored that the cultivation civilization there is even stronger, and the laws of the Sword God and the great way are beyond the immortal ruins monks.

Unlike the Master who opened the door of convenience through the academy method and recruited disciples, the route of the Sword God was an elite route. There were only a dozen sword servants he trained, but each of them reached the transformation of the gods and became another major branch on the immortal ruins.

They highly praised it, and even rely on the Ruin Palace.

Seeing the sword god taking action, even the Master retreated like a comet falling from the stars, and a slightly smug smile appeared on his face, and said in a cold voice: "Jiang Taichu, I am here for strong support, you can't kill me! Stop it

!”

Yes, although he is in crisis and his life is on the horizon, he is still as confident as a wise bead.

Because he could only return to defense against the sword God.

And, do your best.

Otherwise, Jiang Tian would undoubtedly die.

The Sword God used the holy weapon "Flying Immortal", and the Sword God has used all his strength, which is the fastest, strongest and most poisonous sword he has made in his life. The Master believes that if he gets along with him in his position, even if he is at the peak of his transformation, he will be in the state of transcending God.

I am not sure that I will be severely injured if I block the sword God.

"Do you want to fight to the death?" The Master smiled grimly. On the one hand, he really believed that Jiang Tian would definitely give up the pursuit, and on the other hand, he was also mentally disturbed, which made Jiang Tiandao's heart messy.

In this way, no matter whether you escape or kill the Sword God, you will have a higher chance of winning.

The battle between masters is not only a collision of physical bodies, magic weapons, magic powers and laws, but also a battle between the spirit and the mind.

"My sword has advancement but no retreat, and there is going but no return!"

Jiang Tian's face was as calm as the ancient well, and the cold eyes were as sharp as swords, neither increasing nor decreasing, nor moving at all. The determination made the Master shocked: "You can only think about moving forward, never stopping!"

"He actually wants to fight my life?"

"Aren't he afraid of death?"

"Why can he? Even though I have experienced the tempering of war on the battlefield for thousands of years, fighting and fighting in the court, and bathing in the bloody storms in the world, I have not trained this kind of spirit of not fearing death and willing to die with others!"

The thoughts in my mind surged, and the Master was full of surprise, surprise and disbelief. His soul and body had a moment of numbness and stiffness, and his body and law resistance were all slower.

And the masters compete to kill one person, and a little time is enough.

"I was actually caught!"

A cold and cold feeling came, and the Master immediately came back to his senses, but he wanted to use the nine heavenly techniques to escape and defend, and it was over.

"I, I'm not willing to accept it! The crisis of destruction has not yet..."

As the Master was full of unwillingness and despair, Jiang Tianjue's sword shook, and various god-level laws burst out, destroying them. The Master's Nascent Soul and his body were strangled to pieces, turning into large pieces of blood rain and sprinkling in the sky.

The extremely rich essence and vast surging vitality swept through the nine heavens and ten earths like a storm.

At this moment, the entire immortal ruins, above billions of miles, even at the second and third-level worlds, were stunned and motionless as if they were struck by lightning.

The founder of the Xianxu Dynasty, the founder of Baiyue Academy and Dayan Daoze, one of the three great giants, Master, the rest of his life!

Fall!


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