When this sound first appeared, it was extremely calm, but it became louder and louder in an instant, like countless thunders rolling in from the sky, thundering down from the void, shaking the earth, shaking the mountains, and making continuous "ka-ka" sounds.
, countless cracks appeared on the mountains one after another, and these cracks were extremely straight, as if someone was using a sharp sword to split the mountains apart again and again.
The moment this voice sounded, there was a powerful coercion gathering from all directions and falling slowly. At this moment, the world seemed to have turned into a plaything, placed on top of it by the endless power contained in this voice.
He was playing with it wantonly in the palm of his hand.
The sudden sound made Ye Dong's heart skip a beat. An unprecedented sense of crisis made him take a step forward, leaving the position where he was standing, and appeared next to Jun Aotian below. His aura was instantly released,
It enveloped Jun Aotian.
The Shenluan tribe was not so lucky. Even Ye Dong's cultivation could not withstand the power of this voice. Naturally, they were even more vulnerable. All the tribesmen, except for the old man who saved his life with the flame gun in his hand, the others
The souls of the tribesmen had completely exploded at this moment, and both body and soul were destroyed!
Fortunately, the sound covered the area between the mountains and did not spread outward. This allowed other life in this world to survive.
As soon as Ye Dong left, he saw that where he had just stood, a huge horizontal gap had been silently exposed, straight and straight, like a crack on the mountains, as if it had been struck by a sharp sword.
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At the same time, all the worlds in the Conferred God Realm seemed to hear this voice. Countless monks raised their heads at the same time and looked at the sky with shocked expressions. Among them was Xiao Qingqing, the God of Death.
Xiao Qingqing still had a gentle smile, but a pair of bloody skulls appeared in his eyes: "Why did the Sword God find Ye Dong? He should be in seclusion before confronting him. Could it be... Xingji, it must be you who persuaded him to do it
I want to use the Sword God to deal with Ye Dong, haha, Xingji, Xingji, you have really had enough life, even if you are a disciple of the Blood Emperor, what can you do?"
"Although the Sword God is not his true form, he is his sword clone. It has half of his strength. I wonder if my junior brother can bear it!"
Shaking his head, Xiao Qingqing just stood there quietly, and the scene of that world appeared in front of his eyes.
At this moment, apart from Xiao Qingqing, many gods had already learned the news that the Sword God, who had been in seclusion for hundreds of years, had used his sword clone to deal with Ye Dong. This made them secretly curious, and they didn't understand that the Sword God didn't know how to deal with Ye Dong.
Knowing the existence of Ye Dong, how to deal with him properly?
Moreover, the Taoist God has given an order that no one is allowed to touch Ye Dong until the Battle of the Gods is over, but the Sword God refuses to obey. So what will the Taoist do if he knows?
Out of curiosity, the gods began to release their spiritual thoughts and rushed towards Ye Dong's world.
Only Demon God Xingji laughed in his heart at this moment. He was secretly glad that he had helped the Sword God many years ago. Otherwise, there would be no Sword God to take action today!
The Taoist God was naturally aware of the Sword God's behavior. Just when he frowned and was about to recall the Sword God, he suddenly saw Jun Aotian in his eyes!
Immediately afterwards, the Taoist God's body trembled slightly. If other gods saw this scene, they would definitely be shocked to the extreme. Someone could shock the Taoist God's soul like an ancient well, and this person was not Ye
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The Taoist God looked at Jun Aotian and murmured: "Sword Master, you have no regrets!"
After saying these five words, Tao Shen made no other moves, and also silently paid attention to the upcoming battle between the Sword God and Ye Dong!
"The response is not slow!"
A calm voice sounded in the sky again. Although this time there was no pressure that could shake the world, but a pair of eyes suddenly appeared in the horizontal crack!
A pair of eyes bursting with cold light, and those eyes did not have normal pupils, but two swords, one in the shape of a dragon and the other in the shape of a phoenix!
The dragon-shaped sword is gleaming with lightning, and the phoenix-shaped sword is radiating with fire!
Seeing these strange eyes, the old man of the Shenluan tribe suddenly shook his body again, and said in a trembling voice: "Sword, Sword God!"
As one of the ten most powerful clans among the ancient barbarian demon clan, their clan leader has a status similar to that of a god. For example, the clan leader of the ghost demon clan has directly become a demon god. Therefore, these clansmen have little regard for the characteristics of the gods.
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The God of Swords, whose name is unknown, has been with swords all his life, specializing in swordsmanship, controlling the laws of swords, and thus reaching the status of god. In front of him, all swords in the world, regardless of grade, must recognize him as their master and obey his orders!
It is said that in the world created by the Sword God himself, there are countless swords, and each one is his victory after challenging other sword cultivators!
The offensive power of a sword cultivator is higher than that of a monk of the same level, but as a sword god, his strength is naturally even more terrifying!
Hearing the words of the old man from the Shenluan Tribe, Ye Dong's clone's eyes suddenly lit up with light, remembering what Xiao Qingqing had said to him not long ago.
My second senior brother, Jian Zunjun Buhui, once fought against the Sword God. Although he lost in the final line, there was a hidden secret.
Unexpectedly, he would see this sword god so soon, and Ye Dong could clearly feel a powerful sword intent from his eyes condensed with swords.
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"Aotian, have you felt the sword intent of the Sword God?"
Even though Jun Aotian was protected by Ye Dong's spiritual energy, the divine pressure that filled the world still made him feel frightened. Naturally, as a sword cultivator, he was even more sensitive to the sword's intention than Ye Dong.
Hearing Ye Dong's question, although Jun Aotian looked pale, he still held up his chest, nodded and said: "I feel it!"
"The Sword God's sword intention is indeed very strong, but compared to my second senior brother Jian Zunjun Buhui Lai, it is far inferior!"
At the same time, Ye Dong's spiritual thoughts quickly entered Jun Aotian's mind: "Aotian, please don't reveal that you are my senior brother's descendant!"
Although Jun Aotian didn't know that his ancestor had ever fought against the Sword God, when Ye Dong said this, he immediately understood.
Naturally, the Sword God also heard Ye Dong's words, and this also touched the greatest pain in his heart, making him almost want to kill Ye Dong with a sword immediately.
However, he suppressed the anger in his heart, and said slowly: "Junior, I will not bully the small with my greatness. Today, as long as you can take the three swords of my clone, I will spare your life."
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Clone!
Ye Dong smiled coldly in his heart, he was also a clone!