This eternal sword that destroys heaven and earth.
All the gods present were eclipsed.
Even the Golden God King, who ranked highest on the God List present, also had a look of horror in his eyes.
He had the feeling that his immortal golden divine body would be cut off and perish in the face of this eternal sword.
Although he didn't face the sword head-on.
But that terrible intuition came over me.
Even the Golden God King is like this, let alone those lower ranking gods.
Bai Niaolong tightened the sword at his waist tightly, his fingertips turned white, and his face was extremely ugly. Although his swordsmanship was unparalleled in the world, even though Dugu Yun showed stunning swordsmanship in front of him.
He also believes that if he encounters himself, he will be the winner in the end.
That is the belief that a swordsman must win.
But facing the penetrating eternity, it was as if Taiyi True Immortal had returned to the world and issued an eternal sword.
His throat was dry and his limbs were cold. He knew that he would never be able to stop it. Unless he also sacrificed his body to the demon sword, he might still be able to resist, but the best outcome would be to die together.
This is a sure-kill sword.
All the gods have the same thought - that is, facing this sword, they will die.
I saw Long Xiaoshan being swallowed up by the sword light.
All the gods sighed softly.
No matter how amazing Long Xiaoshan is, he is an unprecedented genius. In the end of the Dharma era when the earth has fallen into desolation, he can still reach the divine realm at the age of more than 20 years old, and even single-handedly overwhelm the invincible country M and abolish the divine realm agreement.
, allowing the divine realm, which has gradually withdrawn from history, to return to the world stage.
Such a genius, such a legend.
Even these ancient divine realms still need to be written with the word "submit".
pity.
Heroes are usually tragic.
Legends will also fall.
Under this eternal sword, no matter how dazzling the legend is, there will be no luck.
Those gods who once fought with Long Xiaoshan, such as the Blood Wolf King, couldn't help but show a trace of sadness, and the wine Taoist couldn't help patting his thighs, feeling regretful.
"Old ghost Dugu, old ghost Dugu, if you strike with this sword, China will be in danger."
Only he knows that with the potential of Longxiao Mountain, given time, he will definitely be able to reach the top of the divine list, and even have the opportunity to touch the long-lost golden elixir realm.
If Long Xiaoshan can really turn into a golden elixir.
That would not only be a blessing to China, but would also be of extraordinary significance to thousands of monks.
But now, with one strike from Dugu Yun, everything was destroyed.
Up and down Huashan Mountain, the countless spectators fell silent, especially those Chinese warriors, who were suddenly drained of energy and energy. Among them were many admirers of Long Xiaoshan.
He was worshiped as the God of War, but now the God of War has fallen.
Of course, there are also those who gloat over misfortune.
For example, many Japanese warriors laughed strangely.
Japan and China are separated by a strip of water, but they have an old feud.
Nowadays, Long Xiaoshan has risen, destroyed cities and villages, and is unstoppable. Naturally, he is feared by the Japanese martial arts world and the secular world. After all, even the boss of Japan, Country M, was stepped on by Long Xiaoshan.
Of course they hate and fear Long Xiaoshan.
It's a pity that Long Xiaoshan is too strong.
Otherwise, they would have sent people to take action long ago.
As a result, they did not expect that Long Xiaoshan would die in the hands of the Chinese themselves. This made them happy. If the situation was not wrong, this was China, and they would have cheered loudly.
The energy of the sword light in the sky continued to pour out, and finally began to gradually shrink.
The light gradually faded away.
Suddenly, everyone's eyes shrank, and their expressions changed drastically: "That, that's... Long Xiaoshan!"
The smiles of those Japanese warriors suddenly froze, and their eyes showed an incredible color.
All I can see is high in the sky.
A terrifying demonic figure with two wings on its back emerged. It was extremely strong, and its body like a demon was covered with ancient witch marks. Its arms and claws like a demonic dragon were holding a long sword tightly.
It's the Taiyi Divine Sword.
At this time, the Taiyi Divine Sword was still emitting a lingering light, and the sword energy hissed.
The demonic armor on Long Xiaoshan's body has been broken.
The tip of the sword even pierced Long Xiaoshan's face.
But it was bitten tightly by Long Xiaoshan's teeth, unable to move forward. The power of the Taiyi Divine Sword has turned from prosperity to decline. No matter how huge the sword energy is, there will be a moment when it is exhausted. At this time, the Divine Sword.
Lost that mighty sword energy.
Caught by Long Xiaoshan, he was like a dead fish struggling to its death.
Long Xiaoshan suddenly roared, twisting his demonic dragon-like arms and claws, Taiyi Divine Sword let out a fierce cry, the spiritual light dimmed, and the shadow of Taiyi Sword Immortal condensed in the void completely collapsed.
After all, it is just the remaining will inspired by the sword.
He is no longer the Taiyi Sword Immortal who roamed the ancient times and killed demons from all directions with his sword.
Long Xiaoshan flicked his hand.
Dugu Yun, whose aura had declined to the extreme, could not even hold the sword, and flew down from the air with the Taiyi Divine Sword.
He was about to fall into the abyss of Mount Huashan.
A figure swept over and caught Dugu Yun. It turned out to be a wine Taoist. He grabbed Dugu Yun and landed on the south peak. When he lowered his head, he saw that Dugu Yun had white hair, withered skin, and his life breath had declined.
Extreme.
The wine connoisseur opened his own wine gourd and gave Dugu Yun a sip of wine.
His wine is not just for drinking.
It is also a supreme elixir that can revive people's lives.
After taking a sip of wine, Dugu Yun finally had a hint of red on his face.
The wine Taoist shook his head: "Why bother? Why bother."
Sacrificing one's body to a sword is of course not fun. You have to pay as much as you can get. The price of that terrifying sword just now was Dugu Yun's true energy, flesh and blood, and even his soul.
Only by sacrificing together can the eternal sword bloom.
This is a tribute to the swordsman's life.
It is a brilliant sword that will last their whole lives.
After one sword strike.
Even if he survives, he will become a useless person.
Regardless of the level of cultivation or longevity, most of the life is lost, and Dugu Yun is already very old. Even in the divine realm, there is a lifespan limit, and he will basically not live to be 150 years old.
I'm afraid I won't be able to survive for long after this sword strike.
However, no one cares about Dugu Yun anymore.
The winner is king.
The loser is a bandit.
At this point, who cares about the life of a loser.
At this moment, the entire Huashan Mountain was completely silent, and everyone's eyes were focused on the unruly figure like a god and demon high in the sky.
Dragon Hill stretches high in the sky.
The wings spread out, covering the sky and the sun. An ancient aura shrouded all directions, and the Demonic Eyes of Annihilation swept across coldly. Everyone was trembling. Including the twenty-eight powerful men in the divine realm, no one
Dare to look him in the eye.
Even if he is as arrogant as the golden god king.
The abyss is as deep as Master Kasyapa.
Arrogant like a white bird, Long Yi.
They all avoided Long Xiaoshan's gaze, lowered their eyes, and even lowered their heads slightly.
Because the boundless domineering and power shown by Long Xiaoshan just now destroyed their self-confidence. The eternal sword that Lonely Yun sacrificed with his body was so terrifying that no one in the divine realm present had the slightest confidence to block it.
But Long Xiaoshan not only blocked it, but was also unscathed.
