There is a god in silver armor, armed with a three-pointed two-edged spear, heading towards the West Tianling Mountain step by step.
Wherever it passes, the clouds break, as if cut off by an endless sharp knife, spreading across the sky.
The Silver-armored God himself is like a knife, and everything that comes into contact with it is instantly cut into two pieces and falls away.
If you look at it with the eyesight of a mortal, or even a top monk in the world, you will go blind with just one glance, and your pupils will break in half like all other things.
This is a knife that is hard to find in the three realms. It can cut through everything, even the six paths of reincarnation, even the stars in the sky, and even the Arhat Bodhisattva!
The sword intention of this sword originated from the Dragon King's Mansion in Dapan Mountain. It first cast the supreme sword embryo, and then gathered the "power" between the past world and the madman's remnant and the world to accumulate energy, and then gradually took shape and turned into a knife capable of cutting.
A supreme sword that can conquer all things.
This knife, in Yang Jian's heart, also became one with his figure, turning his whole body into a knife.
Around the silver-armored god, there was a black shadow cruising left and right, seemingly chasing something away.
It's the Roaring Sky Dog. He wants to drive away those innocent creatures, because Yang Jian's sword only kills one person today and has nothing to do with any other creatures.
There are still one hundred thousand miles away from Lingshan Mountain in the West. When Yang Jian twists his three-pointed two-edged spear, a silver light suddenly appears, like a silver sun in the sky, and the sky shakes!
"Golden-winged Dapeng, come and fight!"
The three worlds focus on this!
The monster clan roars wildly!
At this moment, all the demons are on the side of Erlang Shen Yang Jian!
The world is at peace, but in the Dragon Palace of the world, there are dragon roars that are intertwined with each other, and all sea creatures hear it, and their souls are frightened!
"snort!"
“Very good!!”
"I have been seriously injured by bullying, but I, the golden-winged roc, have never feared the sky or the earth since the ancient times, and why should I fear you, Yang Jian?!"
In the Lingshan Mountain, a little golden light suddenly appeared, and then expanded endlessly. From the west, it turned into a golden sun, which complemented the silver sun in the east.
Then, two suns, one gold and one silver, approached at a rapid speed, and finally collided together!
Boom!!!!
Just like a hard punch in everyone's heart, their hearts suddenly tightened!
Golden and silver light poured down from the sky and spread all over the world.
"Amitabha……"
An ancient Buddha took action to seal off the space and protect the creatures in the lower world.
It was so bright that those with a low level could not see clearly what was going on inside. They could only see the horrifying sight of even the mountains being cut into powder in an instant under the silver light.
Boom!
DONG DONG DONG!!
The sound of collision continued, and the golden and silver light in the sky still refused to give way.
Until, there seemed to be a knife, a "power" integrated into the spear in Yang Jian's hand.
cut!!
Crack!
I don’t know what onomatopoeia to use. It’s not like a sound that exists in the human world. It suddenly rises at the intersection of gold and silver, and then disappears instantly.
Only the extremely capable can vaguely see that at that moment, a gap opened in the sky, and then closed instantly.
Compared to the madman Ao Qing, who was the most powerful man in the world, he used the Qi Divine Axe that day to use all his strength to cut out the scars in the sky, which were equally shocking!
Theoretically, if you want to slay the sky, no one below the level of a quasi-sage can do it!
Of course, if you give Uncle Buddha the Qishen Axe, he can do it easily.
The so-called quasi-sages and below cannot do it, only if no special treasures or special extreme methods are needed.
But Yang Jian didn’t do Qi Shen’s axe!
All he has is the boundless fighting spirit he has accumulated for a year!
And what has been collected since the Dragon King's Mansion in Dapan Mountain is a kind of heaven-slaying "power" that exists between heaven and earth and belongs to the most crazy people in heaven and earth in the past!
Even if Uncle Buddha is in his prime, facing this sky-shattering blow, he must be treated with all his might and caution.
Not to mention that now, his body is seriously injured, and his state is only in the early stage of Da Luo.
The brilliance is like mercury pouring down the ground, and like the heavenly river pouring down, it is falling from the sky!
Everything dies.
Only the silver light swallowed up the heaven and earth, and also swallowed up the supreme golden blazing light!
"Ming!!!"
There seemed to be the sound of a phoenix rising from the brilliance.
"Amitabha, Lord Erlang, is that enough?"
There is an ancient Buddha from an infinite distance, using the big Buddha's handprint to seal towards this space.
Like the physical Buddha's hand seal, it dispersed the blazing silver light, allowing everyone to see clearly what was happening inside.
In Yang Jian's hand, he held a bloody golden wing, and his three eyes, like lightning and light, suppressed the golden-winged roc in front of him from a distance, which had lost one of its right wings!
The Buddha's handprints are coming in waves!
However, Yang Jian did not avoid, retreat, or resist, and allowed the Buddha's handprint to hit him!
Taking advantage of this gap, Yang Jian held a three-pointed and two-edged spear, triggering the last remaining trace of heaven-cutting power between heaven and earth.
Cut again!
Groan!!!
Qinglong.
The last force of heaven and earth, using Yang Jian himself as the medium, turned into an endlessly sharp and ferocious blue dragon soul, penetrating through the left wing of the old golden-winged roc!
puff!!
puff!!!
The golden-winged roc and True Monarch Erlang both spit out golden blood and fell into the world!
The difference is that the Golden-winged Dapeng was killed by True Lord Zhantiandoudi Erlang, but True Lord Erlang refused to evade or retreat, and forcibly resisted the hand seal of the Supreme Buddha, and fell into exile.
Because one wing is not enough, but two wings are barely enough!
Erlang Shen fell.
But the black figure below him didn't even try to save his master. He flashed, bit the golden wings in his mouth before they fell, and flew away immediately!
"Yang Jian, you deceived me and seriously injured me. There will be karmic retribution in the future!! Ah~~~"
The golden-winged roc was unwilling to give in, but could only howl. His realm was cut off again!
With great difficulty and at great cost, he was able to return to the early stage of Daluo. It was not yet stable, and the Dao Fruit had not even been recast, so he was cut off from Dao Xing again!
Something in his soul seemed to be wavering and then collapsed. That was his foundation, the foundation of everything.
The golden-winged roc that has lost its wings is like an insect, spitting out blood and screaming in pain.
Yang Jian held his three-pointed and two-edged spear on the ground, his body trembling. With the support of Roaring Sky Dog, he stood up with difficulty.
He sneered and glanced at the West, not even bothering to answer anything.
The silver-armored god, who had slightly recovered from his injuries and was covered in blood, dragged two bloody golden wings and headed towards the east.
Behind him, there is the frown of the ancient Buddha, the lamentation of the ancient demon saint, the roar of ten thousand demons, and two shocking and trembling golden traces!
This is naturally what remains of the pair of golden wings.
The Roaring Sky Dog raised its nose and walked arrogantly behind its master to protect him!
In the mountains of Dongyan, thousands of demons have already congratulated you!
On the left and right, the enchantress Bai Niangzi and Xiao Qing came straight towards me with charming expressions.
The blood-soaked God in Silver Armor closed his third eye. He was still as cold as Wan Zai Xuan Bing. His silver armor was stained with blood. The hair on both sides of his hair was sloppy and hanging down, and was also stained with fairy blood.
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He threw down two bloody golden wings in front of the two beauties.