The sound of the sword sounded instantly, and the fierce sword light burst out, roaring like a horse, and slashed at the black chain.
"Wow!"
The chain actually made a scream, like a baby crying, with a soul-piercing power that was unbearable.
The next moment it was disconnected from it, but it did not disintegrate but grew separately. Soon it became two complete iron chains, which continued to roll towards Luo Guan from different directions.
At this time, the Holy Lord's great supernatural power of heaven and earth also came with a crash, and the terrifying and killing power submerged Luo Guan's figure.
The four Qingtian realm beings join forces, and their explosive strength is so terrifying that it is unimaginable!
But this still failed. Under the suppression of the roaring sword roar, Luo Guan's expression was calm, and his eyes were as calm as a still lake without any ripples.
Today in Caixing Tower, he is invincible in the world. Even if he is pressed down by thousands of mountains and rivers, he can be crushed with one sword!
"break!"
While shouting, he raised his hand and swung his sword, and the two black chains were directly chopped into pieces. The reflection of the ghost scroll of heaven and earth that came to suppress the killing was directly blown away, and the phantoms of mountains, rivers and lakes in it were broken and shattered.
With one against four, we won’t lose even a bit!
Even the monstrous sword breath conveys a power and domineering power that cannot be restrained and will soar straight into the sky and break all laws in the world.
This made the Holy Lord extremely frightened and angry. He gritted his teeth suddenly and the white flames formed by the "burning method" all over his body became even more intense.
"The manifestation of the netherworld is endless!"
boom--
In the reflection of the heaven and earth, the shattered mountains, rivers and lakes were quickly repaired, and even became more solid than before, exuding the unstoppable terrifying energy of suppression, imprisonment, overturning, etc., and made a comeback.
The black chain that was broken into four parts, accompanied by the roar of the three holy corpses, grew intact again, changing from one to four.
The screams of "Wow", "Wow", "Wow" and "Wow" are like demonic sounds filling the ears, trying to tear people's souls apart.
Between Luo Guan's brows, a cool breath oscillated and spread, protecting his mind and keeping his consciousness awake. There were also traces of silvery white, flickering and surging in the depths of his eyes, making his breath gradually become indifferent, as if
Clay sculptures on the altar.
"One sword transforms the world!"
An indifferent and low drink came from his mouth. Luo Guan stood with his sword in his hand, and as the terrifying breath of the sword expanded, Scattered, a world of swords was formed.
The area around him with a radius of 100 feet is the world of swords, and all other powers are regarded as heretics.
Heretics will be destroyed!
Rumble——
A torrent of endless sword shadows emerged in the sword world, roaring and crisscrossing, releasing a chilling force of energy.
In an instant, the heaven and earth were torn to pieces. The Holy Lord's eyes suddenly widened. His body was like a big stone, and it was thrown away heavily. Blood spurted out from his mouth, nose and seven orifices.
The black chains summoned by the three holy corpses were cut into countless pieces and restored to their integrity again and again. In the blink of an eye, the dense chains interspersed with each other and intertwined together to form a huge black ball.
Its volume is still skyrocketing crazily.
But this obviously comes at a price. The three-headed holy corpses turned blue and white, showing signs of pain, and the power within their bodies was being drawn frantically to maintain the operation of the vortex.
Suddenly, a sneer came from inside the black ball, "Is this all you have? Then all this should be over."
"The sword world is unified!"
Rumble——
The countless terrifying sword shadows that roared and raged, sweeping across everything, suddenly began to gather together, and finally only one remained.
Luo Guan waved his sleeves and slashed down with his sword shadow.
boom--
In an instant, the ball composed of countless black chains was chopped into two.
"Wow!"
The mouths of the three holy corpses spurted black blood at the same time, and their bodies were thrown backwards. Between their eyebrows, there was a terrifying crack, which penetrated deep between the eyebrows. Corpse energy and death energy were flowing out from them. It belonged to the three-headed saints.
The origin of the corpse was chopped off.
At this moment, on the 107th floor of Caixing Tower, Luo Guan was dressed in black robes and standing with a sword. His expression was calm and indifferent, unchanged from the first time.
It's like, nothing happened.
But on the opposite side, the Holy Lord fell to the ground like a white paper, and the three holy corpses had their heads chopped off.
Corpse energy and death energy billow out and dissipate.
They looked like miserable dogs in the water - but after all, they were not just a few dogs in the water, but giants in the Heaven Realm who had stepped onto the top of the local world.
With one sword, control all directions!
On the 108th floor of the Caixing Tower, in the temple of the Tianji clan's clan, the founder of Tianji knelt in front of the memorial tablets of his ancestors, his face calm.
It's just four Qingtian realms, so what? Before, he borrowed the power of his ancestors and almost broke through the threshold of eternity, but he was not directly suppressed.
Luo Guan's strength has just been revealed.
The originator lowered his head and murmured, "Is this the strength of the Corpse King Palace? No, it must be more than that!"
"Han Ba, the successor of the corpse path's destiny, was killed by Luo Guan outside Jiyang Mountain, which means that the corpse path's destiny has been cut off, and there is no chance to inherit the destiny... The attitude of the Yuan Bailiu Palace Master has always been ambiguous.
It’s unclear, but the Corpse God will never give up easily..."
A bright light burst out from his eyes, "So, you must still have cards in your hands!"
The originator is waiting.
Zhao Buyi was right, he was not willing to surrender and leave the fate of the entire ethnic group to the hands of others.
Therefore, the Palace of the Corpse King is the last chance. As long as Luo Guan shows any weakness today, he will not hesitate to use his clan weapons to take action!
Ouch——
The three holy corpses looked up to the sky and roared at the same time, golden blood gushed out from their brows... No, to be precise, it was two of the holy corpses. Golden blood was emerging from the wounds. The moment it came into contact with the space, it vibrated and turned into golden mist.
The mist seemed to have a life of its own, surging violently, twisting, and turning into runes.
Their bodies are as golden as if they were made of gold, but when their eyes fall, they can feel endless weirdness, coldness, and full of uncertainty and depression.
The last holy corpse let out an anxious roar. The golden blood in his body had been exhausted. At this moment, his roar suddenly became extremely painful. The body of this holy corpse shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, like flesh and blood.
Devour.
After seizing a holy corpse and almost all its power, The last part of the golden runes was barely condensed.
When the golden rune was complete, a terrifying energy was suddenly released from it, like the sacred mountain in the sky overturning, bringing a terrifying pressure that destroyed the heaven and earth.
Like an abyss or a prison, it sweeps across all directions!
In just a moment, everyone was involved, and they were uncontrollably filled with fear and awe.
The Holy Lord's eyes lit up and he raised his head suddenly, "This... this is Lord Corpse God's aura, he is about to come... Hahaha, I know that Lord Corpse God must have a back-up plan, Luo Guan, even if you have today
Even with such monstrous means, you will definitely die!"
The Holy Lord has never had the slightest doubt about the power of Lord Corpse God. It is beyond the limit and unimaginable level.
"Well, no... the ritual of summoning the Lord Corpse God seems to be missing something and is incomplete."
"As a result, Lord Corpse God cannot truly come... Damn it, what exactly is missing..." The Holy Lord looked anxious.
It was the Corpse God who helped him reshape his body. There was a vague connection between him and the Corpse God, so he could detect the flaw in the summoning ritual at this moment.
Suddenly, the Holy Lord's expression froze, and his eyes widened, showing endless fear and despair, "No, Lord Corpse God, you can't do this to me, I am your most loyal subordinate..."
boom--
His head exploded and he choked back the rest of his words.
Then the entire body was shattered into powder and turned into a red mist of flesh and blood, and then was swallowed up by the golden runes.
The summoning ritual is complete.
"That's right. You are indeed my most loyal subordinate, so being able to dedicate your life to my great cause... can be considered the greatest honor in your life."
The golden runes absorbed the blood mist and turned into a strange red-gold color, with ominousness and death intertwined on it, casting a dim shadow on the ground.
Along with the suppression, a low voice came out, and a figure was gathering in it.
At this moment, the corpse god comes!
"On this festive occasion, Baozi would like to wish all brothers and sisters a happy Mid-Autumn Festival and good health to their families!"