That kind of light is too blazing, and the golden ocean is undulating, rushing, and rolling. The golden wave hits the mountains and rivers, rolling back hundreds of feet high, with a whistling sound, which makes people tremble, thinking that there are immortals here.
The clouds are rising.
Hundreds of thousands of people watched the battle, retreating crazily. The scene was magnificent, like a strong wind blowing through the boundless waves of wheat. Whether they were mortals or monks, they were all amazed by the energy fluctuations brought by the forty-nine runes, as if they could recreate the world.
"Zheng!" The metallic sound trembled like a dragon's roar, more like the cry of a phoenix. The golden ocean that flooded the Canglan River, including large areas on both sides of the river, suddenly rioted. A brilliant sword energy, overwhelming the three realms and six realms, rushed straight into the sky, like
The great sun hanging in the center of the sky must be split open.
The golden color erupted like a volcano, and a terrifying figure rushed in. It was Chen Yu, but he was unhurt.
This result was shocking. This was the leader of the Holy Spirit who tried his best to attack, condensing a total of forty-nine runes, and forty-nine golden light beams pouring down the earth like a galaxy, enough to crush mountains and rivers, but it could not hurt Chen Yu.
Chen Yu was dressed in white and outsmarted the snow. He held the Winter Thunder Sword and rushed towards the Immortal Peak. His pupils were dazzling, as if the gods were looking down at the world.
"Damn it, how could this happen?" Wan Sheng growled, he didn't want to believe it, but the facts were before his eyes.
Facing the charging Chen Yu, the leader of the Holy Spirit Sect could not avoid it. He wore a golden robe with a real dragon embroidered on it, and his golden pupils shot out with blazing light, as if it could burn everything in the world.
"Forget it, since magical powers are of no use to you, then today, I, Wan Sheng, will personally take off your head!" The leader of the Holy Spirit Sect was surrounded by two black and yellow beads. The misty ancient black and yellow energy seemed to weigh as much as blue.
The sun and moon above the underworld.yyls
The real Xuanhuang Qi was born at the beginning of the world, and has the power of creation and destruction at the same time. Even the true gods are extremely jealous.
There is such a kind of metal, called Xuanhuang Fine Gold, which is a special metal for forging Ji Dao Immortal Weapons and Ji Dao Divine Weapons, and has been rare since ancient times.
Master Chen Yu is a false god. Although he is inferior to the true god, the Demon King of Hell possesses a supreme weapon.
That magic weapon is an ancient war spear, forged from black gold, and tempered by the Demon King of Hell. It is a famous heavy and murderous weapon in the main realm.
After the ancient war spear was fully revived, it was like a god and demon breaking out of hell. It was terrifying and boundless. Just a wisp of black and yellow energy could crush a small realm.
Before his rebirth, Chen Yu was lucky enough to see the Demon King of Hell take action. He was holding a fully resurrected ancient war spear, shining brightly, and was truly a god standing over the heads of all living beings.
One blow of the ancient war spear can cause the vast sea of stars to collapse. The stars inside are all extinguished one by one, and the eternal light is dimmed.
The Xuanhuang Qi in the Xuanhuang Pearl in Master Wansheng's hand is too thin and mixed, and there is no comparison with the ancient war spear of the Hell Demon King.
One is the bright moon that shines with billions of rays of light, and the other is just a firefly that emits a faint light in the mountains and forests.
But Chen Yu still didn't dare to look down upon it, because as long as it was a magic weapon containing Xuanhuang Qi, no matter how weak it was, the weight would definitely be beyond imagination.
He had to be careful, because if the black and yellow beads hit him hard, let alone two of them together, even one would weigh as much as the World Mountain in the ancient ruins, and he would suffer broken bones and tendons.
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The electric arc of the Winter Thunder Sword in Chen Yu's hand exploded, and his black hair flew into the sky, looking down at the heroes of the Xuanling Realm.
The leader of the Holy Spirit Sect, who stands on the Immortal Peak, is as majestic as an emperor. He stands there and accepts the kowtows of all beings.
Both of them are at the top of the current Xuanling world, and they can no longer be stronger. Such an impact is destined to be devastating.
"Whoosh!" Master Wansheng waved his sleeve, and a black-yellow bead appeared hazy, as if a bright sun had hit it.
Chen Yu held the sword in his right hand and struck it on the head without any fear!
Zheng! The sound of gold and iron clashing was layer upon layer, and the excitement spread. Chen Yu's right arm went numb, and the Winter Thunder Sword in his hand trembled, and he almost missed it.
But the Xuanhuang Pearl was blown away by him and landed on the ground dozens of miles away.
There, the undulating mountains like a heavenly sword were crushed in an instant. It was so heavy that the territory shook as if it was wailing.
"Go!" The leader of the Holy Spirit Sect did not leave Chen Yu any time to breathe. The second black-yellow bead flew over, and the first one that crushed the mountains was also pulled towards Chen Yu.
Worthy of being a valuable weapon in the Xuanling world, the Xuanhuang Pearl is even more powerful than the Winter Thunder Sword in Chen Yu's hand and Zhu Shiji's black war spear.
The energy and blood in Chen Yu's body boiled, and he fought bloody battles, slashing at the Xuanhuang Pearl with one sword after another. The two heavy weapons from the Xuanling Realm collided and produced blazing sparks, which were extremely dazzling even in the daytime, like the sun's rays.
On the Immortal Peak, taking advantage of this rare opportunity, Master Wansheng clasped his hands together and muttered words in ancient characters from the Xuanling Realm, which ordinary monks could not understand at all.
"Gather!" Suddenly, the leader of the Holy Spirit Sect opened his eyes, and two golden arcs rushed out from his pupils. He was roaring, like an ancient beast that had awakened.
Above the sky, forty-nine golden runes are moving slowly.
There was a clicking sound, like two pieces of iron rubbing together, and the runes like millstones gradually condensed and overlapped under the astonished gaze of all those watching the battle.
The terrifying aura spreads between the heaven and the earth, the golden runes disappear, and there is only light in the sky. The dazzling and bright light is gestating with majestic energy, as if the ancient legend is about to awaken and bring it to all living beings.
Eternal silence.
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On the fifth floor of White Jade City, Miaoyinfang, Wang Xinyao and Li Caiyao stared at the sky, as if they were beautiful portraits carved by an art master.
But in the center of the sky, there is a real sun, with billions of rays of light pouring out, but on the horizon in the distance, a second sun rises.
It was so brilliant, like the real sun, standing at the end of the world, making it impossible for people to look directly at it.
Two scorching suns, one above and one below, complement each other, and the world is filled with divine golden light.
The hands of the Master of All Nations behind his back were suddenly clasped together. He narrowed his eyes, and his pupils were as black as ink, like two black holes in the universe, which seemed to be able to swallow everything.
Wang Wanguo once fought against Wan Sheng at the peak. At that time, the master of the Xuan Mo Sect failed to attack the Nascent Soul Realm. He had a hidden disease in his body and was at a disadvantage. He breathed more than Wan Sheng.
With just one breath, Wang Wanguo's life was shortened for decades, which was a knot in the heart of this hero that he could not untie!
The leader of the Holy Spirit Sect has become more powerful than before, making Wang Wanguo extremely afraid. The leader of the Xuan Mo Sect was also a little surprised at Chen Yu's surprise.
First came Zhu Shiji's Thousand-Zhang Faxiang. The leader of the Wan Guo Sect thought that Chen Yu had been defeated a long time ago. He never thought that the leader of the Holy Spirit Sect would actually take action and go all out. After all, such a magnificent scene could only mean that Wan Sheng was forced into a desperate situation.
Could it be that Zhu Shiji was defeated? The leader of the Wan Guo clan shook his head, feeling that it was a bit of a fantasy.
As one of the six strongest people in the Xuanling world, Wang Wanguo is very aware of Zhu Shiji and Wan Sheng's methods.
In this world, the person who can single-handedly carry the leader of the Tiandao Sect and the leader of the Holy Spirit Sect has not yet been born!
"Father, I want to go forward!" Wang Xinyao squeezed Su's hand tightly, worried about Chen Yu's situation.
At the end of the world, the great sun is so majestic that it renders the majestic walls of the White Jade City golden, like a fairy garden in ancient legends.
Instead of worrying here, it is better to go and watch the battle. Even if Chen Yu is really defeated, Wang Xinyao will be with him.