Chapter 895: This sword can cut through nine heavens
It seems that the battle between the two sides has entered a white-hot stage. The invisible energy entanglement between heaven and earth has become more and more intense.
The howling of the strong wind makes the sky sad.
The clouds are as black as ink, which is the power of heaven.
The roar of thunder is the wrath of heaven!
The face of the Holy Lord changed slightly, and the figure stepped back again. His eyes looked at the sea of blood, showing a trace of shock and fear. He did not expect that the battle between Luo Guan and Han Ba would be so dynamic, and he actually felt that some invisible threat was once again
Coming.
This is the will of Heaven... This battle has received extra attention from it, so as to deter outside forces from intervening!
Otherwise, you will suffer divine punishment.
Xia Xue then backed down in order to avoid being subjected to the power of divine punishment, and the worry in the depths of his eyes became even heavier.
Sure enough, there is a big secret in the mountain of corpses, although what has been discovered now is only a giant arm composed of countless corpses.
But the feeling it gave her was extremely terrifying!
Can Luo Guan stop it?
She has no confidence at all!
"Die! Die!" Old Ghost Zhuo growled, but out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that the holy corpse that had been silently following behind him had disappeared without a trace.
When I turned around and looked around, I realized that it had retreated a hundred miles away without knowing it, and its figure turned into a small black dot.
If it weren't for the close connection between him and the holy corpse, Old Ghost Zhuo wouldn't even be able to discover its existence in today's turbulent and boiling environment with spiritual energy on earth and on earth.
"Why are you running so far away..." Just as the thought turned around, a loud "boom" sound suddenly sounded above the head. A purple thunderbolt fell in front of Old Ghost Zhuo. A strand of hair and half a sleeve were blown by the wind.
Shattered into dregs.
hiss--
Taking a breath of air, Old Ghost Zhuo turned around suddenly and hid behind the holy corpse with a sliding shovel... This horse riding is really a bit too scary, isn't it?!
At this moment, the giant arm composed of countless corpses and Luo The seventh sword struck by Guan finally collided.
Rumble——
There was a shocking loud noise, and countless shrill wails could be heard in the ears, showing fear and despair in the pain, but mixed with a hint of joy and gratitude for relief.
It was the countless corpses that made up the giant arm. They were shattered under this sword. The body was turned into powder, and the connection with the corpse mountain was severed. Although he died completely, he was freed from the control of the corpse mountain and would never enter reincarnation.
A place where you can rest in peace.
At the same time, fragments of sword light erupted from the collision point, like fallen meteors, shooting in all directions. Each one contained extremely terrifying power, which could easily penetrate mountains and rivers, annihilating all things.
The mighty and boiling sea of blood, which stretched as far as the eye could see, finally couldn't bear the terrifying power that exploded under the current bombardment, and was forcefully torn apart.
Water has no power to gather and disperse freely, but this sea of blood is not a real sea area after all. Now that it has collapsed, it means that half of the great magical power of "Sea of Corpse Mountain and Blood" displayed by Hanba has been broken.
"Impossible! How can you block the power from Lord Corpse God..." Han Ba roared angrily.
Then he spit out a large mouthful of blood with a "wow" sound, his face turned pale, and his body was shaky. The power of Corpse Mountain and Blood Sea is infinite. Once it is used, there are few opponents in the same realm. Even if a monk from the Yi Nian Realm falls into it, it will be extremely difficult.
Therefore, once it is broken, Drought Demon will suffer a terrible backlash.
Opposite was Luo Guan's pale but still calm face. At this moment, he frowned slightly and looked at the mountain of corpses that really emerged after the sea of blood collapsed and descended between heaven and earth. A terrifying sword appeared on its surface.
marks of astonishing depth,
A terrifying scar was left on the entire mountain of corpses.
This is the inheritance of the Wuming Sword Technique, the power of uniting the seven swords, and the damage caused by the final explosion of the sword that suppresses mountains and rivers.
However, the mountain of corpses still stands, with countless corpses rushing in from all directions and rushing into the terrifying sword marks. Even if there are still swords intertwined in it, like a terrifying flesh and blood millstone, all the corpses thrown into it will be torn apart instantly.
Even though it was shattered, they still fought one after another.
The sea of blood collapsed, and the mountain of corpses remained... Therefore, this great magical power was only half broken.
Drought Demon gritted his teeth, knelt down heavily towards the mountain of corpses, raised his hand and tore his chest violently, reached into it, and pulled out the heart, blood vessels and other extraneous things, then tore the heart with force, and blood suddenly spurted out crazily.
, and there were also billowing corpse auras intertwined among them. Han Ba, who had already suffered serious injuries from the backlash, looked as pale as a dead person.
He shouted, "Disciple sacrifices the blood in his heart and begs the Corpse God to take action and kill this person!"
boom--
The hot blood in my heart exploded and turned into endless blood mist. Along with the billowing corpse aura, it was injected into the mountain of corpses. A low, suppressed roar suddenly came from inside.
Roar!
Violence, killing, destruction, death.
It was all the will contained in this voice that locked Luo Guan and released the anger contained in it.
Then, the entire mountain of corpses suddenly "came alive". The countless corpses surged wildly and turned into a giant. The corpse aura billowed, and the air of death shot straight into the sky. The whole world suddenly darkened, and the terrifying aura made people palpitate.
despair!
The mountain of corpses is the form, and the corpse god is the god... This is the unity of his divine form, which represents the power and power of holding up the sky.
But just as the Holy Lord thought before when he retreated from the battle of destiny, heaven also has its own weight, and each one is different. The power of Qingtian has its own strength and weakness!
The Corpse God represents the Palace of the Corpse King. It hides the deepest secrets and the most powerful power, which is the limit of this world. It is not that the Corpse God cannot continue to become stronger, but that the integrity of the rules of the world is no longer enough to support it.
Its continued transformation.
This alone is terrifying!
Luo Guan was the first to bear the brunt, and he naturally withstood the terrifying energy coming from the corpse mountain giant at this moment, and he groaned and blood started to flow from the corner of his mouth.
He raised his hand and wiped it, thinking that the only thing worthy of comfort now was that the mountain of corpses in front of him was just a creation of supernatural power, its projection or the coming of a will, not its true body.
Otherwise, why fight? Even if he has three heads and six arms, he is still not strong enough to be punched, and he will become a scumbag.
Take a deep breath, and then exhale slowly.
Luo Guan raised his hand, his weak and trapped sword intention was like a little flame falling into the boiling oil, immediately setting off a prairie fire.
In an instant, the sword roared and shot straight into the sky!
Because although the inheritance of the Nameless Sword Art does only have seven swords, once it is released, it will reach its limit. But its most fundamental function is not to kill people, but to help people condense the will of the sword and consolidate the foundation of the sword. Once the Mingwu Sword is released,
Sheath, that is, the true meaning of moving forward without leaving any room.
Then on this basis, take a crucial step - to find your own true path of swordsmanship!
And just in time, Luo Guan completed this step.
Buzz——
Behind Luo Guan, billowing crimson appeared, condensing into a phantom wearing blood-colored armor, with violent murderous intent all around him.
This is the projection of the will to kill.
He raised his hand, followed Luo Guan's movements, and moved his sword forward.