Under the pitch-black sky, streaks of bright sword light crossed the sky, cutting through the boundless battlefield. The void and darkness were instantly cut open. The nine-color brilliance of the sword kept flashing, and for the first time in the world, it launched an attack with its own body.
, everything is unstoppable!
"Damn, this bastard is so shameless, he didn't even let my brother take a break!" Li Qingquan looked angrily at the terrifying sword lights above the sky, and cursed loudly!
"That's right, I think this thing is probably scared! Senior brother, destroy it quickly!" Long-bearded tiger curled his lips, eyes full of disdain, seemingly unconcerned, but the deep worry in his eyes betrayed him.
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Under the night, Li Qingming was not afraid. He looked up at the sky, looking at the pale and almost transparent sword light, and said calmly: "Is this all you have?"
"So much? I hope you can still think so later!" The long knife began to tremble violently, as if it had heard something ridiculous, and the cold and ruthless voice became full of ridicule.
"What do you mean?" Li Qingming suddenly felt something was wrong. Among the three swords mentioned by the long sword, the first two swords, a ferocious beast and a top-level innate treasure, were not simple things. How could this third sword be so ordinary?
No surprise?
Sure enough, before Chang Dao could answer, a scene that made everyone unbelievable appeared.
I saw that in the sky, on the sand, in the starry field in the sky... all the figures appeared beside the sword in an instant. If you count them carefully, there are dozens or millions of them.
They all seemed to be printed out of the same mold. They were all about eight feet tall. They were all dressed in moon-white robes. Their heads were wrapped in white mist, and their faces could not be seen clearly. They all held a sword that was exactly the same as a long knife in their hands.
The sword-shaped spiritual treasure has an aura that is obviously superior to that of a saint.
This sudden scene left everyone dumbfounded. They didn't know what happened and felt strange.
"What the hell is going on?" Man Niu roared angrily, his eyes full of disbelief.
Sakyamuni looked solemn and said: "Amitabha! Isn't this some kind of illusion?"
The Lord of Jinzhou City frowned and said: "No! Can illusory magic spells form such a real body and terrifying strength? It seems that this last sword is the last killing move among the three swords!"
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In the void, the figures standing out of thin air and suspended there were all majestic and shocking. Each of them at least had the strength of an ordinary saint.
Among these thousands of figures, the figure on the sky due east is particularly conspicuous.
I saw that he was different from the others in white clothes. He was wearing a black robe, with broad shoulders, and his figure was a head taller than the others. He was not angry or intimidating. He stood there like an insurmountable tower.
Like a big mountain, it exudes a cold and heavy momentum.
On his right hand, the nine-color long sword seemed to be real, radiant and colorful, with endless sword energy spurting out, as if it was about to tear the sky apart.
Li Qingming had reason to believe that the long knife in the hands of the black-robed man was the nine-color long knife floating in the air just now.
"Hahahaha, how about it! What else do you have to say? Just accept your death!"
Suddenly, a ruthless voice came from where the man in black robe was standing, and then suddenly swept away in all directions. Then, like a plague, this sentence came from the mouth of every man in white robe, non-stop
Repeatedly.
Li Qingming's face finally became serious. He squinted and stared at the man in black robe for a long time, trying to see his face clearly. However, the sword energy there was soaring into the sky. Although he tried his best to watch, he still couldn't see in the end.
Can't see clearly.
He could only feel that the world within a ten-mile radius of where the black-robed man was standing seemed to be filled with the black-robed man and the nine-colored sword. The majestic energy and blood rolled like a stormy sea; the ferocious sword energy
, surging like a big wave of yellow sand! Extremely terrifying!
"Hmph, Ten Thousand Swords Chaozong, the Great Way of Swords!" The man in black robe shouted loudly, and his body moved, his aura surged, and a monstrous sword energy rushed straight into the sky, making everyone watching the battle in Scorpio City blush.
Qi Yibian said secretly in his heart:
"Can Qingmingzi (eldest brother, master, senior brother) be able to block such a terrifying power?"
"Buzz!"
Thousands of figures in white robes, carrying long knives in their hands, roared crazily and rushed towards Li Qingming.
The demonic power on their bodies was overwhelming, and the long swords overflowed with wisps of strange extraterritorial chaotic energy, filling the entire sky and tearing apart the void. They rushed over, preparing to kill Li Qingming.
The long sword split the sky, and thousands of long swords opened up the heaven and earth, shining with dazzling luster, and struck like lightning!
"when!"
Li Qingming strode forward. He used the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique to stimulate the energy and blood in his body to the extreme. At the same time, he pointed his right hand towards the sky, and the Qiankun Cauldron shimmering with blue light shot out into the sky.
At this moment, the ancient Qiankun Cauldron glowed with golden avenue runes, and the mountains, rivers, flowers, birds, fish and insects on the cauldron walls all appeared clearly, floating quietly in the void.
At the same time, a terrifying power of the world followed as the image on the tripod wall evolved.
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, a circle of gold, the power of the world within the Qiankun Cauldron suddenly appeared, combined with the power of the rules of time and space belonging to Li Qingming, and collided with the thousands of long knives, making a deafening roar.
The impact this time was simply shocking. Thousands of long knives and white figures were instantly shaken away. Li Qingming was thrown into the air by the counter-shock force of the Qiankun Cauldron. Although the world inside the cauldron and Li Qingming
The power of the rules of time and space has blocked the slashing attacks of thousands of holy weapons, but after all, there will still be aftermath.
"Boom!"
In the distance, the Dayan Tortoise Shell, the best innate treasure guarding Scorpio City, has completely blocked these attacks from the formation. However, the tortoise shell has a slight dent. It is obvious that it has been slightly damaged in this round of attacks.
of damage.
"You are really difficult to deal with!" The figure in black robe did not care at all about the loss of more than ten thousand "little brothers". He looked at Li Qingming intently for a while, waved his big hand again, and said: "Continue, Ten Thousand Swords Chaozong, the Great Way of Swords"
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"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Tens of thousands of long swords came rushing towards them again. They seemed to be completely tireless and went forward to attack and kill without any hesitation.
"Are you coming?" Li Qingming's face turned a little green. Is the owner of this long knife really a pervert?
He has used all the rules of time and space, but he only killed some minions, with no actual effect at all. Could it be that if these white-robed men holding holy weapons are not dead, he will be trapped here forever?
Glancing at the man in black robe in the distance, Li Qingming's eyes flashed fiercely, and he secretly said: "Damn, you've been underestimated!"
"Bitter bamboo, come out!" Li Qingming roared and slapped his chest suddenly. A mouthful of bright red blood spurted out from his mouth, and then purple light flashed. It was deeply rooted in his dantian, and it had already been
The forgotten bitter bamboo stem was taken out by Li Qingming.
The roots of the bitter bamboo, which had been dormant for a while after producing the first bitter bamboo, have once again produced bitter bamboo. Although it is only as thin as a little finger, it ultimately contains monstrous power and is terrifying.
Tens of millions of years have passed, and the rhizome of this bitter bamboo is still extremely strong, just like an extremely ferocious beast, its roots are intertwined and full of vitality.
He planted it in a small handful of Jiutianxi soil, and then frantically threw the Nine Turns Golden Pill, ginseng fruit, life essence water, etc. at the thin bitter bamboo plant, and let it absorb it.
The spiritual power of life is used to strengthen one's body.
"Buzz!"
After a while, the thin bamboo seedlings grew into towering trees in just a short moment.
It is like a celestial disk, holding up the starry sky, as if it is creating the world!
Countless auras of heaven and earth rushed in crazily in the star field, and later on, there were even stars surrounding it, decorating it beautifully.
"Destroy the sky!" Li Qingming's expression was stern, and his cold voice made the entire sky become still in an instant.
He quickly pinched the seal with both hands, and introduced it to the roots of the bitter bamboo as fast as lightning.
"Wow!"
A dazzling golden light flashed, and millions of bright purple leaves of bitter bamboo fell on their own from the towering plants.
"Puff puff puff puff!"
Continuous sounds, one after another, pieces of bright purple bamboo leaves flying, dozens of millions of figures in white robes, one by one, their bodies were pierced by the leaves, and then exploded uncontrollably with the destruction of the long knife in their hands.
Death turned into a puff of the purest spiritual energy and returned to the starry sky.
A quarter of an hour later, on the battlefield with a radius of tens of thousands of miles, there was only that one bitter bamboo standing tall and tall, and the figure in black robe standing high in the sky!
On the battlefield, the originally dense crowds of figures had all dissipated and died under the purple bamboo leaves!
From the beginning to the end, the black-robed figure acted very calmly, which can be said to be cold-blooded and indifferent. He just watched his "little brothers" die in front of his eyes without any intention of fighting.
"Now, you are the only one left? Are you going to regret it?" Li Qingming leaned gently under the huge bitter bamboo, but his hands were secretly absorbing part of the bitter bamboo's energy.
In fact, activating those millions of bamboo leaves was indeed a strenuous task, and it took away almost one-third of Li Qingming's true energy.
The man in black robes in front of him is definitely a character that is not easy to mess with. If he doesn't recover while talking, he might really die here.
"Repent?" The man in black robe seemed to laugh. He shook the long knife in his hand and said: "I will not regret it! It's just that in this third knife, I am the last knife guard! As long as you can kill me
, not only can you all survive, but this heavenly treasure in my hand belongs to you!"