The sacrificial rituals of ancient times used grand and vast words to communicate with the ignorant heaven and earth and to inspire heaven and man.
The nine-colored hazy clouds and smoke under Yuchenjing brewed a magnificent force that seemed to last forever.
The Sanskrit God in the sky, as an innate being, has a thorough knowledge of Buddhism and Taoism, and has already felt the destiny-changing power brewing in the nine-colored clouds.
Raise your palms to transform the invisible innate true energy.
"The power of time and heaven and earth, such wonderful ideas, I never thought that they would be destroyed by my hands."
The Sanskrit God sighed softly, and the huge power in his palm that pushed the mountains up fell suddenly.
Such terrifying force descended downwards.
The wind it brought was like a violent hurricane blowing from the sea, even the land was about to be blown away...
Seeing this, everyone in the Xuanjian Division couldn't help but feel their hearts beating for Han Feng who was under the capital of Yuchen.
However, the Sanskrit God at this moment is not invincible as before.
Jun Huaixu continuously absorbs the essence of heaven and earth from the nine-color clouds and smoke, transforming it into the operating power of the [Future Mirror], stimulating the majestic innate power.
As if teleporting, he arrived in mid-air in front of Han Feng and waved the Heavenly Punishment Sword in his hand.
This time he swung his sword, and everyone in the world was surprised.
Feiquan, the evil spirit was the first to surge out.
The entire Yuchenjing was affected by this force and instantly changed from day to night, and the sky was dark covering everything.
Then the sun rises, and the morning glow flows quickly, a ray of dawn suddenly appears, and the sky breaks into dawn again after sinking into darkness.
Four breaths of changing heaven and earth flowed out one after another, hitting the Sanskrit God's invisible innate palm power head-on, sealing this power in the air. Then the two Qi of heaven and earth came out again, hitting the Sanskrit God's palm power head-on.
The invisible palm was shattered, and the remaining strength of the sword even invaded the Sanskrit God.
The white-clothed god flew into the air, flicked his sleeves, and the sword energy was shattered.
Although the movement was slight, the Sanskrit God had to pay attention to Jun Huaixu.
In this battle of moves, Jun Huaixu, who relied on external forces to gain a foothold in the innate world, actually came out on top, which shows his talent.
"Jun Huaixu, you are injured and you cannot advance to the innate world at all... Creating a future that does not exist is going against nature. If you continue to support yourself like this, your body will collapse on its own before I can take action."
Jun Huaixu held the mirror of the future in his hand, ascended to the same height as the Sanskrit God, and smiled calmly:
"If you die for your ideals, you will be vain and will never regret it."
As he spoke, Jun Huaixu's six auras swirled around him, like a god.
"Then what you have to face may not be the pressure you can imagine!"
At this time, the two kings of the sky, who came from afar, had arrived.
Lord Wu Que had already taken action first. Tens of thousands of bronze halberds appeared in the sky, slowly aimed at Lord Huaixu, and were about to fly out.
"Then let's wait and see and let me experience your pressure."
Jun Huaixu faced the enemy's tactics and slowly raised the Heavenly Punishment in his hand.
Call upon the six qi of heaven and earth to create myriads of splendor.
Just because he stepped into the innate realm against the will of heaven, Jun Huaixu's face suddenly turned pale.
The Sanskrit God grasps the opportunity on the battlefield and twists and turns in the void with his free hand. The invisible suppressive power is brewing and is preparing to attack Jun Huaixu's stance.
The four people on both sides represent the top martial arts strength, and their strength breaks out into an extreme conflict.
Then, there was an earth-shaking loud noise!
It was not that a battle broke out between the two sides, but that the nine-colored clouds of smoke completely dissipated.
A resolute figure who did not tolerate the cunning and evil in the world came up from the bottom to Jun Huaixu.
The remaining nine-colored clouds and smoke were lingering, and the person's calm and freehand poetry recitation sounded in the clouds.
I can only hear his voice but not see his person.
"Half wading in the turbid current, half sitting on the clear table, leaning on the zither and chanting Guangling prose."
"Han Jian silently listens to the gentleman's wishes, looks down upon the world and laughs at the mortal world."
The sharp swordsman's aura, like the sharp sword hanging over the heads of all the evil people in the world, emanates from the figure looming in the clouds and smoke.
Anyone who looks directly at that figure will feel pain in their pupils.
Meng Yuqi sat on the ground, looking at the battlefield above the sky, looking at the figure wrapped in clouds and smoke, and asked in confusion:
"That's Brother Han?"
Guo Qinhan exhausted his energy when he attacked the glazed wall just now, and now his face is a little pale. He is sitting next to Meng Yuqi, also in a daze:
"Xiao Han...has already walked on a different path from the rest of us..."
Tens of thousands of warriors outside the city were all shaken to their hearts and souls by the pressure of this peerless sword energy.
Even the Sanskrit gods in the sky, Lord Wu Que and Lord Wu Yi, felt the pressure.
"Who's in front of you?"
Lord Wu Que sat on the bronze chariot, frowning and asked in a deep voice.
The clouds and smoke dispersed.
Reveal his figure.
Wear light-colored robes and wear white hair.
His brows are always slightly furrowed.
He gently patted Jun Huaixu's shoulder with his right hand, reached out and took down the future mirror held by his left hand, and put it into his true energy.
At the same time, he took the [Heavenly Punishment Sword] from his right hand.
"Teacher, some things can also be left to others."
With that said, the white-haired swordsman stretched out his hand and pushed Jun Huaixu into Yuchenjing.
Dressed in green clothes and entering the city, he looked as graceful as an immortal.
Wu Yijun had a fierce temperament. When he saw Jun Huaixu flying into the Yuchen Capital, he waved the Zhang Er sword in his hand that traced the traces of the sun and the moon. The terrifying sword gang, which was a hundred feet long, struck Jun Huaixu.
This man is riding a crimson flaming lin beast. He was probably a top-notch innate in his cultivation back then, but now his cultivation has plummeted. Even if he has recovered through collecting the Ancient Keys of Disaster of War, he is still at the lowest level of innate strength.
But, no matter what, innate is innate!
Jun Huaixu had already exited the innate state after Han Feng dispersed the nine-color cloud smoke. If he was hit by this sword, he would probably die or be disabled.
However, it is extremely difficult for this knife to cause damage...
The figure of the white swordsman instantly appeared in front of Baizhang Dao Gang.
"The sword roars through the ages!"
The majestic sword energy seemed to have come from across the ages, rushing with unstoppable sword light, shattering the hundreds of feet of sword light, and rushed directly towards Lord Wu Yi who was riding a lin beast.
Wu Yijun relied on the pride of a warrior and was unwilling to retreat, so he waved the two-foot-long sword in his hand, unleashing his ultimate innate strength.
The ground began to beat, and the walls of Yuchenjing began to shake off bricks and stones!
"Stop looking down on others and eat me [Loyalty Universe]!"
The power of a sword is like shattering the mountains and the earth!
However, with this simple and direct sword strike, he was unable to complete the move.
The white-haired swordsman's sword energy broke through Wu Yijun's Zhongyi Qiankun move head-on, and enveloped him and the lin beast beneath him.
Under the impact of the sword energy, it seemed that he was going to die with one sword!
Seeing this, the Sanskrit God raised his hand to use the ultimate form of Buddhism, and the invisible force field forcibly moved, pulling Wu Yijun out from the sword energy of the white-haired swordsman.
However, the Lin beast that took the sword attack head-on exploded and died on the spot, exploding like fireworks in the sky...
Immediately, the white-haired swordsman pointed the [Heavenly Punishment Sword] diagonally at the earth, looking directly at the three innates in front of him.
To answer Wu Quejun’s question just now.
"I am Han Feng, the Hanging Sword Master...I am also...arrogantly laughing at the world of mortals!"