(The new house in my hometown is about to be moved. The old man has been busy for most of his life and built this new house. He is very proud. Now Liudao comes back to his hometown to help and make the old man happy.)
His eyes are as bright as stars, and their light shines for all eternity.
The hands of the young Emperor Lingwu changed in an instant, flying crane hands, Jinghong hands, hands crossed, extremely mysterious, and caused an amazing explosion of air, sharp to the extreme, like a roc soaring into the sky, its wings hanging down to the sky.
The third form of Lingwu Sanshou: Dapeng hand.
Jinghong Hand is an improvement of Feihe Hand, while Dapeng Hand is not only an improvement of Jinghong Hand, but also a qualitative change.
The roc hits the water for three thousand miles and rises to the nine heavens!
An unparalleled and astonishing momentum suddenly spread in all directions, and vaguely, it seemed that the phantom of a big roc condensed out of thin air, emerged, and let out a high-pitched cry that shocked the earth and struck the soul.
This blow was so powerful that it blocked the sword light of the Infinite Sword in just an instant, causing it to break, disintegrate, and shatter into pieces.
The phantom of Dapeng seemed to be endless, filling the entire Lingwu Imperial Palace. The pressure brought to Chen Zong suddenly surged to the extreme. Chen Zong only felt that he was suppressed by a terrifying pressure, as if he was facing a world.
of oppression.
For a moment, it was like facing the Sword Emperor's shadow with a sword.
Is this attack also close to the extreme level?
The Infinite Sword shattered, as if everything would be shattered by this blow, nothing could stop it, and a feeling of uneasiness arose in my heart.
Fortunately, Chen Zong's mind was extremely tenacious and he reacted instantly. He kept his mind undisturbed and unwavering, and his strength was fully gathered and exploded.
Thousands of force fields!
The realm of the heart!
All means are used in an instant, superimposed on each other.
unlimited!
Killed with one sword again.
The power of this sword suddenly increased a lot.
The sword light that seemed majestic and slender at the same time, seemed to be thousands of ways and seemed to have only one sword shot through the air, crossing an extremely mysterious trajectory. The trajectory was unpredictable and unparalleled, but it was extremely powerful and could penetrate all attacks.
Break everything.
collision!
It was as if the collision and impact between stars burst out with terrifying power in an instant, and the entire Lingwu Imperial Palace trembled, as if it was about to collapse.
The astonishing shock wave surges like a huge wave, sweeping and impacting endlessly, everything will be disintegrated and shattered into powder.
Under this terrifying force, as if the end of the world was coming, Chen Zong and Emperor Lingwu looked a little solemn, and they kept retreating and releasing their strength.
"Take my fourth form of Lingwu Sanshou... Blue Fire Hand!"
The young Emperor Lingwu's voice became erratic, his figure became erratic, and his hands became even more erratic.
In just a moment, Chen Zong noticed that the surroundings seemed to be changing, and the Lingwu Emperor Palace appeared on a barren land. Looking up, the sky was covered with gray-white clouds, which were constantly flowing with the blowing wind, as if the waves were endless.
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Immediately, the wind and clouds stopped, as if the space had solidified, and then, a circle of ripples suddenly shook out from the void, just like a huge boulder thrown into a calm lake, the ripples spread out and turned into waves.
All directions.
An extremely strong sense of danger suddenly hit him and swept through his whole body, making Chen Zong terrified.
From countless ripples, an almost black stream of flame fell, faster and faster, like a black comet sinking down, carrying terrifying power, destroying the world and destroying the world.
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This attack was from the Canghuo Shou, and it was also an attack that was extremely close to the extreme realm. It was a more terrifying attack than the Sword Emperor's Imperial Shadow.
In the same extreme situation, there are high and low levels of strength and weakness. Some are just close, while others are very close, and some are even slightly different.
The extremely sharp and violent roar resounded throughout the world and penetrated the eardrums, causing Chen Zong's heart to tremble uncontrollably. This move seemed to surpass the previous three moves. The complete qualitative change was even more difficult to deal with.
Chen Zong couldn't help but feel an irresistible feeling in his heart. Even if he tried his best, he still couldn't block the blow and would be killed by it.
This feeling is getting stronger and stronger, occupying my mind, like a demonic barrier.
It seemed like there were long swords clashing, with peerless sharpness. In an instant, they cut away the thoughts that were not good for them, and their energy and spirit condensed, sublimated, and exploded in an instant.
In his mind, countless thoughts flowed instantly, and countless essences surged out.
This is between life and death.
Between life and death, there are great terrors and great opportunities.
Twenty-four dragon and snake pictures!
The accumulation of swordsmanship in the past!
Infinite Promise Chain Sword!
All the essence burst out in an instant, and countless inspirations appeared, just like the endless waves.
The extremely sharp sword trembled slightly, and a trace of astonishing sharpness spread out.
Gradually, there are more and more sword lights in my mind. Each sword light represents an idea, a kind of mystery. Mysteries are colliding and converging, bursting out new sword lights, filling the whole mind and heart, endlessly.
It was said that it was too late, but it was so fast. In fact, the sword light gushing out from Chen Zong's mind was only in a very short period of time. The sword light changed from less to more, and then from more to less quickly. In the end, only
One, or in other words, aggregated into one.
That sword light vaguely contained the mystery of an infinite sword, as if ten thousand swords had turned into one sword. The sword light looked extremely majestic, and seemed extremely slender, but it continued to condense and become more and more condensed.
From the thickness of an arm, it continues to condense to the thickness of a thumb, and finally condenses to the thickness of chopsticks, which seems to have reached the extreme.
As if he was very happy, Chen Zong swung his sword and struck straight into the sky.
There was no smoke, no murderous intention, just a very ordinary sword, a very ordinary sword.
But when the sword struck out, a beam of sword light as thick as a chopstick shot straight through the sky, making the young Emperor Lingwu's pupils shrink like needles, and he was inexplicably shocked.
This sword became more and more terrifying.
A sword that brings happiness to my heart!
A sword that gathers all the accumulation into Dacheng!
A sword with a flash of inspiration!
Under the threat of life and death from the young Lingwu Emperor Cang Huoshou, a sword burst out just now!
This... is a sword close to the extreme!
With one strike of the sword, there is a sense of cathartic pleasure, like a torrent bursting through a dam. It is extremely refreshing, and all the strength in the body surges and explodes in an instant.
For a moment, Chen Zong could not describe this feeling clearly in words. He just felt that it was very refreshing. His whole body seemed to be flying into the sky, and his energy and energy seemed to be constantly shooting upwards with the sword light.
sublimation!
Approaching the extreme!
Chasing extremes!
This is a very wonderful feeling.
That black comet-like terrifying stream of light fell and came into contact with the sword light that Chen Zong raised with a slash.
For a moment, the heaven and earth seemed to have stagnated and solidified, and then exploded and collapsed in an instant, the colors turned into black and white, and there was no sound.
It seems like a dead world!
But in the next breath, a terrifying and sharp sound surged out, filling the heaven and earth.
In an instant, Chen Zong seemed to have returned to the Lingwu Emperor's Palace, facing the young Emperor Lingwu face to face.
"In great battles, geniuses emerge in large numbers. I am very happy to meet you after many years." The young Emperor Lingwu did not take action again. Instead, he put his hands behind his back and slowly walked forward, returning to the emperor's seat, while saying
: "In this battle, although our cultivation levels are similar, the techniques you practice are too ordinary."
Emperor Lingwu made no move, and Chen Zong stood still.
"You will win this battle. I hope you won't die midway. One day, your reputation will be heard in the void of the universe." The young Emperor Lingwu finally said.
Chen Zong was slightly startled. Did he win?
But since the young Emperor Lingwu said so, Chen Zong was not hypocritical.
However, what Emperor Lingwu said was not wrong. His Daxuan Yuan Jue was indeed a bit ordinary, among the best holy-level techniques.
Kung Fu is also a very important component of strength and is indispensable. When you practice powerful Kung Fu to a high level, it will obviously improve your strength.
Suddenly, Chen Zong felt a force falling on him, which he could not resist at all.
Immediately, everything around him was rippling and changing, and the young Emperor Lingwu in front of him seemed to become blurry, like an illusion.
In the next breath, the nine-colored light circulated, and Chen Zong seemed to be ascending. This feeling was extremely wonderful.
This is a brand new palace with a huge seat. After being filled with brilliance, it has returned to dullness.
The throne!
The throne is calling.
Chen Zong stared with his eyes, walked forward, walked up the fifteen steps, stood in front of the throne, turned around and sat down.
In an instant, as if the heaven and earth were roaring, unparalleled power swept over him, and Chen Zong seemed to merge with the throne and become the center of the world.
A trace of extremely sharp aura was guided out of Chen Zong's body, integrated into the emperor's throne, flowing, with the emperor's throne as the center, and quickly spread to the entire palace.
Domes, walls, columns, floors...
Everything was covered by a layer of extremely sharp aura, which seemed to be sword energy, originating from Chen Zong's sword energy.
Chen Zong also felt that it seemed that part of himself was merging with the throne, producing a completely new change.
Immediately, Chen Zong stood up, but there was still Chen Zong sitting on the throne. Understanding suddenly emerged from Chen Zong's heart.
This is the power of the King's Tower. It can leave its own imprint and form a brand new body, giving it consciousness and possessing all its own cultivation and strength, just like it is itself, but it has nothing to do with itself.
It is not a clone, but similar to a clone. Even if the original body dies, the clone in the King's Tower will not be affected in any way.
Naturally, the purpose of leaving this body here is to allow those who come after you to challenge it.
Chen Zong also knew that this hall was the fifteenth hall of the King's Tower.
The plaque outside the hall was originally blank, but now three large characters with flashing black light appeared, filling the air with an extremely sharp aura, like a divine sword.
Sword Emperor Palace!
"Sword Emperor!" Chen Zong was also surprised that he actually obtained the title of Sword Emperor.
Sword Emperor!
The Emperor in the Sword is even more amazing than the Sword Emperor.
Following this, the four characters "Lingwu Imperial Palace" also disappeared, and then three characters appeared.
Sword Emperor Palace!
Now, Chen Zong defeated Emperor Lingwu and reached the top spot. This palace was naturally named after Chen Zong's title.
The Sword Emperor Palace replaced the Lingwu Emperor Palace, which represents the change of times and the arrival of a new era.
After his mind calmed down, Chen Zong's figure also became lighter.