Four hundred and twentieth chapters of the battle of the sword twenty-one
Under the water pool, this vast space is filled with infinite murderous intent. Now I am afraid that an eight-dollar demon-bending master will immediately collapse and be directly eliminated if he is here.
The battle between the twenty-two half-saints has caused irreparable cracks in the stable space here!
That’s right, it’s a permanent irreparable crack!
Those cracks are the product of the Half-Saint's terrifying attainments in law, and it is almost impossible for them to recover naturally.
However, even those semi-saints did not notice that the light of those golden lines was getting brighter and brighter. Under the golden light, those permanent irreparable space cracks were also slowly repaired.
Hiss~
Even the semi-saints present have not discovered the magic here, and the master of this inheritance is really a terrifying existence.
There are very few practitioners who can achieve this step.
I am afraid that the owner of this inheritance is a person who has begun to practice his own way. In other words, this person is at least in the realm of the way!
This is amazing. In the Tao world, there is currently only one known strong Taoist, and that is Tao Ancestor.
However, the owner of this inheritance is obviously at least at the Tao level.
Suddenly, a loud noise rang out, and in the center of the twenty-two semi-saints, the Tao Yun displayed by the silver-white light collided with the ancient bronze mirror in the most intense collision since the battle.
Around them, laws and space do not exist, only the two collided together at that moment.
The aftermath caused everyone to stop and start to defend themselves.
An angry shout came from the silver-white light, and the silver-white light became extremely dazzling.
"I urge you to retreat quickly, otherwise when I use this move, you will never be able to escape!"
The most severe warning came from the silvery white light. As soon as this was said, the other ten ancestors were ready to move. It was the intention of the ancestor who started the battle that seemed to ignore it.
He actually burned all his remaining life sources and poured them all into the ancient bronze mirror.
At this moment, the other ten ancestors understood that this ancestor must be crazy!
Or maybe it’s being controlled!
Well, this could all be a calculation.
The ten ancestors are all human beings who have lived for a long time. Thinking of this makes me feel cold in my heart.
Who can plot against these eleven Half-Saints and control one of them!
The other ten ancestors didn't want to think about it at all, and fled from here with a flicker of the coffin.
"Everything returns to zero!"
An angry shout came from the silver-white light, and a long silver-white river appeared across the sky. The long river seemed to reflect the heavens and the world, reflecting the past, present, and future.
At this moment, the ancient bronze mirror also exerted its greatest power.
This is no longer a semi-saint level battle!
A semi-saint completely burns his life to activate the sacred weapon, which can unleash the full power of a saint.
The silver-white light summoned this mysterious river, which was infinitely powerful.
The long river washed down, and the ancient bronze mirror shot out the strongest light, and the desolate atmosphere filled the entire vast space. Even the remaining ten lights had to support the most powerful defense to protect itself.
The battle between time and desolation began. With just one encounter, the long river directly washed away the rays of desolation and headed towards the ancient bronze mirror.
The coffin was still trying its best to burn its remaining life source, and the barren rays of the ancient bronze mirror became extremely powerful again, and for a moment it was in a stalemate with Changhe.
"As expected of a sacred weapon!"
There was an exclamation in the silver-white light.
"It's a pity that I am a projection of the long river of time. Even if it is a sacred weapon, you can't stop it!"
"Everyone else has run away, but you are still here, burning the few remaining sources of life."
"It seems that my Jiuli clan, you new human clans, and the descendants of Fuxi have all been plotted against!"
The man in the silver-white light immediately figured out everything. When he said these words, he was shocked in his heart.
This operation is a top-secret operation of the Jiuli Clan, but the other party can calculate it so accurately to the Jiuli Clan.
This shows that the scheming people have been monitoring everything about the Jiuli clan!
It’s scary to think about it!
There is more than one saint in the ancestral land of the Jiuli clan, but even the saint did not find the person who was watching.
Thinking of this, the people in the silver-white light couldn't help but feel a little chilly in their hearts.
Life will eventually come to an end, the life source of the ancestor in the coffin will soon be exhausted, and the power of the ancient bronze mirror will also begin to weaken greatly.
The long river eventually washed away the ancient bronze mirror itself.
The ancient bronze mirror let out a mournful cry, and the ancient mirror began to move backwards, a step backwards in time.
It has been regressed to the time when it was not cast, and turned into raw materials. The spirit of the sacred instrument was washed away by the power of time and turned into a drop of water in the long river of time.
A sacred instrument was washed away by the long river and completely disappeared from the world.
At this moment, it has never been minted.
No one will know the existence of this sacred artifact, even if it cannot be found in the long river of time.
Because today's ancient bronze mirrors have never been cast.
This is where everything returns to zero.
Let everything return to its original state.
The most primitive state of ancient bronze mirrors is that they do not yet exist!
The projection of the long river of time disappears.
Eleven rays of light gradually faded and fell on the ground, and eleven young figures appeared.
The coffin just stood there, lifeless.
The world has once again lost a semi-saint.
"You all heard what I just said." Zi said, and everyone nodded, already aware of this problem.
"It seems that our Jiuli clan still has an unknown enemy. This enemy may be here to prevent us from accepting the inheritance."
"The intention of accepting the inheritance is that person's, so I'm afraid our enemies are sent by that person's enemies."
"I'm afraid this matter is beyond our scope of solution."
Zi spoke eloquently, and everyone nodded in agreement.
"However, I'm afraid that lord has been paying attention to us. Now that I have told all this, that lord may also know it, but he did not stop me."
"Then, this means that all these battles may still fall on me."
Zi was thinking and talking, and the more he talked, the clearer he became about everything behind it.
"Son, what you are saying is that the battle above will fall on us. In other words, now we are your lord's chess pieces, and the enemy in the dark is your lord's enemy's chess piece. The victory or defeat lies between the two chess pieces.
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Chou stood up and said.
Zi nodded slowly, and everyone couldn't help but frown.
It is not yet known who the enemy is, and an unknown battle has already begun.
"Don't worry, everyone. The enemy is using someone else's hand to prevent us from carrying out the inheritance. This means that that person's strength is at most equal to ours, otherwise he would have done it himself."
"Although I don't know who the enemy is, the key to victory this time lies in inheritance."
"When we successfully accept the inheritance, then your Excellency will win."
Zi once again expressed his thoughts, and everyone looked at him with eyes full of admiration.
"No, it's a plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain!"
Zi suddenly realized something, and his figure turned into silver-white light, heading towards the place of inheritance, and the others quickly followed.