Huh ~

Hidden sat on the Jade Sword Cliff, slowly raised his palm, and a sword grass with nine leaves swaying swaying appeared in his palm.

Nine leaves swayed and turned into a divine sword.

After years of retreat, his integration of the Shenting World-State Map has also made great progress. In addition to the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass Spirit and the Sky-horned Ant Spirit, he has transferred Kunpeng, True Dragon, Phoenix, Kirin, Thunder Emperor, Cicada, and Divine Stone to the perfect world, including Kunpeng, True Dragon, Phoenix, Qilin, Thunder Emperor, Cicada, and Divine Stone.

All of them were initially included in their own soul.

At this time, his soul was unprecedentedly powerful!

He still has not opened up the Wheel Realm, but his soul is much faster than ordinary people who grow up with the five wheels!

Although besides the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass, the other ten evil spirits except the Tianke ants are still in the initial fusion stage.

His strength is much stronger than before!

At least, he no longer took the divine marquis, such as the ancestor Xiaomang, who was about to die of old age.

He jumped out and killed.

With a slight movement of thought, I laid my wound and raised my finger and flicked it.

Zheng ~

Only a sword sound shook the entire sword gate. The extremely dazzling sword light suddenly poured out from the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass and rose up, just like the Milky Way's countercurrent!

Rumble!!

In an instant, the world roared, and the airflow outside the sword gate suddenly let out a shrill wailing sound, forced by endless sharp aura to retreat, spreading in all directions like qi dragons.

All the elders and disciples in the entire Sword Sect were shocked and looked up.

I saw the air flow from all directions spreading in all directions, and the layers of ripples spreading in all directions like substance.

It was like a huge mushroom cloud of tens of thousands of miles suddenly exploded around the sword gate!

Incredibly spectacular!

And after all the airflows were withdrawn together, a sword light suddenly rose into the air!

The thousand-sequent sword lights are surging, spreading endlessly, and evolves many strange phenomena.

For a moment, all the disciples of Jianmen seemed to feel the rapid flow of time.

Spring has not yet dissipated, summer has arrived!

The sword light is dazzling like a sun shining across the sky!

"Sword Technique of the Elder's Fushou"

Fang Jiange stood on the golden top of the sword gate, looking at the brilliant sword light in a daze, unable to help but feel surging in his heart.

Zheng ~

After firing the sword, the Fushen Divine Sword shook and stabbed forward gently!

Silent ~

The void shattered instantly!

All those who were watching this sword looked dark and lost their color.

The speed of that sword has exceeded the vision limit of ordinary people!

Just a sword stabbed out, he left Jianmen Mountain, crossed the Shuitu family, Dafeng family and other tribes, crossed the entire Great Wilderness, and crossed the land of the Divine War.

Punching the ancestor Xiaomang who stood in the sky hundreds of thousands of miles away!

"The god of the human race is so powerful! Could it be that he was hiding his weakness before?"

"Can Ancestor Xiaomang take this sword? The power of this sword is too strong?"

"If both sides suffer"

The old gods of the gods in the Western Wilderness, the demons of the East Wilderness, the dragons of the sea, the Chongli gods of the South Wilderness and other gods were all alarmed by this sword.

The power of this sword is far greater than that of them!

However, the ancestor Xiaomang is a divine marquis, with a strong combat power. Even if he is old, he may not be able to capture him.

It is said that he can lift the trump card before his death and pull the human gods to die together.

That would be the best.

Many old gods were in tune with each other and did not move, waiting for the outcome of this battle.

In the Western Wilderness hundreds of thousands of miles away, the ancestor Xiaomang was about to crush the little thief below who was stealing his treasure with one palm. Suddenly, his eyebrows were slightly tingling, and he immediately raised his vigilance.

"This is?!"

The ancestor Xiaomang looked up and his heart trembled.

I saw an endless and dazzling sword light with the ultimate sharpness of the sun, like a long rainbow, rushing towards him.

Its speed is incredible, and its power is incredible.

It was obviously just a sword light, but it gave him a terrifying illusion that it was like the entire space, the entire world was shaken together, and it was so scattered!

"The human race is in danger?!"

The ancestor Xiaomang was shocked and recognized the sword light.

A few years ago, it was this sword light that split the temple of the Xiaomang God Clan in half, which made him feel a little afraid.

At this time, this sword light was more than ten times stronger than that of the past!

Even when he looked at the sword light, he felt cold all over, which actually gave him a feeling that was even more terrifying than his master, the Evil-Breaking God Emperor.

In a shock, his hand unconsciously slowed down, and the palm pressed down on the ground.

Rumble!

As the earth shook, the earth suddenly overturned, cracking a huge gap of more than a hundred miles, and dust swayed hundreds of feet.

Bang!

Zhong Yue suddenly jumped out a hundred miles, was blown away by the powerful airflow, and smashed a small hill heavily.

"Good and dangerous"

Tinghuo breathed a sigh of relief. If it weren't for the slightly relaxed ancestor Xiaomang, Zhong Yue would not be able to escape this palm.

"Ahem!"

Zhong Yue had no time to cough and was about to speak when he was staggering by the sudden huge wind and almost fell into a big pit.

"This is the sword light that hurts the senior brother!"

Zhong Yue was shocked and relieved at first, and felt the familiar sword energy.

"This kid is amazing!"

The torch was scattered.

A few years ago, Fushuo was just a powerful god in his eyes, but this sword was already ten times or hundreds of times stronger!

When Fushen and Xiaomang Temple were fighting to the decisive battle, they had to come here in person.

At this time, facing the old ancestor Xiaomang, who was thousands of times stronger than Xiaochu Cangshan, he was only a distance of hundreds of thousands of miles and stabbed him with a sword!

He has never seen the speed of this progress!

Back then, Dashu and Fuxi were not as terrifying as the Earth Emperor!

Rumble!!

Zhong Yue looked up and saw the air flow surging like endless thunder thunder shaking, like countless mushroom clouds blooming in the sky of the Western Wilderness.

The airflow of the entire Great Wilderness seemed to be forced out of the Great Wilderness by this sword, forming a storm that was even more terrifying than thunder!

This storm is so terrifying!

The land of gods that spread thousands of miles, the forbidden area left after the battle between many gods was torn apart in just a few moments!

The mountains are broken and they are flying into the sky like straw.

The endless dust was like a curtain, covering the sky, covering the light of the moon summoned by the ancestor Xiaomang!

"Senior Brother Fushen is actually so strong!"

Zhong Yue opened Fuxi's heavenly eyes and saw that his pupils shrank, shocked and lost his voice.

With his eyes, you can naturally see that the sword Fushang was extremely pure and restrained.

All its sharpness was only in that sword energy, without any leakage.

But the moment he set off his sword, he naturally set off a huge storm in the Great Wilderness and even the entire Western Wilderness!

"roar!!!"

The ancestor Xiaomang shook his three heads, and his mouth was opened like three black holes, and he roared in anger!

The sky dog ​​roars on the moon, its power moves mountains and rivers, and it can shake the moon!
To be continued...