Between heaven and earth, the sound of sword chanting suddenly resounded.
Above the void, Ling Xiao was seen holding a sword in one hand and holding the other behind him.
He is dressed in black and looks like an immortal.
At this time, there was no expression on his face, he was cold and calm, as gentle as jade.
Even though those thousands of spiritual figures have arrived in front of him, they are still calm and unmoved.
Then, I saw the long sword in his hand raised, and he chopped it down gently.
Around it, endless sword brilliance began to bloom, and the golden lotuses of the avenue opened and closed layer by layer.
Suddenly, in the phantom wall, a cold wind started blowing everywhere, as biting as winter.
The entire world seemed to be stagnant for a moment, and even the spiritual shadows on the other eight battle paths were still at this moment.
Everything is silent, the loud sound is silent.
"Zheng!!"
Immediately afterwards, an astonishing sword intention floated out of the sky, and Ling Xiao's body seemed to have a fairy light flashing. The entire arm holding the sword turned into jade at this time, revealing his supreme divinity.
In the void, there was suddenly a sea of blood floating and sinking, and corpses were piled up.
Everyone saw only a ray of clear light passing away, turning into three thousand swords, and covering all the thousands of spiritual shadows with an unrivaled momentum.
"woo woo woo woo!"
The strange whimpering sound seemed to echo through eternity.
In front of everyone's eyes, an immortal shadow appeared in the sky, densely packed, and gathered into a long river of time, rising to annihilation.
And that kind of emotion full of resentment and unwillingness inexplicably imprisoned the world and turned it into a catastrophe.
Unrivaled Taoist Resentment!
This style was originally created when the demon was slaughtering and rebellious. It can kill thousands of creatures with one sword. It is also the strongest sword style that Ling Xiao currently controls.
Although at this time, he slashed out this style in three thousand seconds, it was somewhat less powerful and powerful, but... a group of spiritual shadows with no intelligence, even if they retained some of their power in life, how could they compete with this sword style?
The eternal resentment in.
"Buzz!!"
The sword's brilliance penetrates the universe, like the first ray of extinguished fairy radiance in the depths of Hongmeng, wiping out all the six realms of heaven and earth, yin and yang, and heaven and earth.
Also destroyed were the thousands of spirit figures that were fearless and still rushed toward Ling Xiao.
Infinite killing!!
"Boom boom!"
The thunderous sound of the great road spread throughout the nine heavens, but what shocked people was not the scene of swords slaying thousands of spirits, but the calm and elegant figure in the void with his sword behind his back.
There was still no trace of emotion on his face.
The black clothes are flowing, and the black hair is tied up in a crown, which is a kind of unparalleled fairy spirit.
In front of him, layers of spiritual shadows shattered silently, evolving into spiritual brilliance that covered the sky and the sun.
In the space that the sword slashed through, endless visions appeared one after another.
There are gods and mountains collapsing, seas changing, stars falling from the sky, and immortals beheaded.
Faintly, it seemed like a scroll of epochal reincarnation, slowly stretching out and then dissipating silently.
until!!
The last spiritual shadow on the battle path quietly shattered, and the spiritual charm scattered in the void suddenly turned into a beam of divine light, covering Ling Xiao's figure.
At this moment, there was a colorful glow outside the young man's body, which made his flawless face look even more divine and handsome, making people fascinated.
"Isn't this... the legendary appearance of a true immortal?"
Even though everyone in the world knows the legend of the true immortal, no one has ever witnessed the grace of the true immortal with their own eyes.
Ever since the Realm Master relied on the Immortal Demon Ancient Bell to crush Qing Cang, all the sects have been holding back and gathering momentum, and there has been no turmoil for a hundred thousand years.
But at this moment, looking at the young man in the void, everyone could only feel awe in their hearts. Even Yang Yuan, Lu Ming and other destined people felt deeply powerless and did not dare to have even a trace of ambition to compete.
only!!
Just when everyone was shocked and their eyes were horrified, Ling Xiao's expression did not relax at all, but became more solemn.
He lowered his head and looked at the peak of the battle path, with a serious look in his eyes for the first time.
At this time, he could see that the only figure on the battle path had slowly opened his eyes.
What is different from the other spiritual figures is that this pair of eyes actually contains a ray of ultimate fighting intent.
"Jun Hanche."
Even though Ling Xiao had already guessed his identity, he was still surprised by the fighting spirit exuding from this man.
It was a terrifying battle with the immortality of heaven and earth. He stood there, like an ancient god of war, giving people inexplicable oppression.
And this is just a shadow, or in other words, a wisp of spiritual consciousness.
Ling Xiao frowned slightly, becoming increasingly curious about the identity of the number one ancient monument.
Who is he?
Why doesn't even the Holy Land of the Ling Clan whose soul memory he devoured know this name?
Mysterious, powerful, and inexplicable, Ling Xiao felt a trace of unprecedented pressure.
Even if he is now proud of his peers in Qingcang, even the masters of the immortal forces may not be unable to compete with Ling Xiao's current methods.
However, this war shadow made him feel...a slight oppression, like an old enemy.
He does not rank among the ranks and does not leave a great reputation, but he overwhelms all the arrogant people and dominates the past and present.
For a moment, Ling Xiao also wondered whether this person might be related to the Realm Lord?
After all, a monster who can suppress Gu Chaoci in terms of talent must be a truly terrifying existence in this world.
Okay, as a realm lord, why do you leave your name here?
At the moment when Ling Xiao was frowning and thinking, at the top of the battle path, an ancient hegemony suddenly rose into the sky.
It was a kind of supreme domineering power that dominated the world. In the face of this momentum, even Ling Xiao felt a little insignificant.
This kind of feeling is really rare for the latter. After all, since he has reached the upper realm of Lingxiao, he has almost conquered the world, and no one in the same realm can hurt him at all.
Even if Xue Xiyan, the Young Lord of the Realm Lord Palace, is of contemporary rank, without the protection of the Immortal Demon Ancient Bell, he is probably no match for Ling Xiao.
However, this spiritual shadow, just a spiritual shadow, made him feel pressure!
"boom!"
Before Ling Xiao could react, he saw a flash of divine light in front of his eyes, and the spiritual shadow flew out like a ghost, instantly penetrated the sky and appeared in front of him.
For a moment, space stagnated and time stopped moving forward.
There was no sound next to Ling Xiao's ears, only the harsh scream produced by the suppression of space.
At this time, he could see that the spiritual shadow's pair of eye masks were extremely deep and indifferent, like the cold river of Jiutian, exuding the ultimate indifference.
Around it, a strange aura of desolation circulated, transformed into heaven and earth, and enveloped the entire land within a hundred feet.
Under this aura, even Ling Xiao felt that his body's blood seemed to be drying up.
"Who are you anyway?"
Ling Xiao said an indifferent word, and the celestial glow surged outside him, with spiritual fire and thunder rising alternately.
The power of the vast stars spread out, and the rich aura of vitality climbed to the top, trying to block the strange aura.
The entire space shook violently, crashing and shattering like ice crystals.
Two invincible young men took action at the same time, and even this illusory wall space seemed unable to withstand the pressure. It shook and screamed, and might collapse at any time.