"I don't know if I can become an emperor, but Ying Jiukong will never be defeated so easily. There is hope in this battle." In fact, if it comes to qualifications, Ying Jiukong is indeed one of the easiest to become enlightened in this era, but there is no choice.
He is the residual god. When the Nine-Eyed Divine Lord was killed, Emperor Tianwu laid down the Emperor's Law in the land of the residual gods, causing all the residual gods to be born with
Flawed, even if Ying Jun Kong is the reincarnation of the remnant soul of the Nine-Eyed God Lord, it will be difficult to escape the shackles of the law.
The limit of Ying Jie Kong is the Supreme. If he does not break the rules laid down by Emperor Tianwu in the Land of the Remnant God, he will never be able to break free from the constraints and become a Taoist.
Therefore, even if all the resources are in vain, there will never be any chance of enlightenment. This is the inherent sorrow.
…
Ying Jikong looked at the four supreme beings of the human race with a rare look of solemnity on his face.
"Do the Demons also want to stand on the side of the Humans? Why?" Ying Jiekong said. The Demon Emperor said: "We Demons have long been integrated into the Nebula Continent and coexist peacefully with the Humans. Now the Nebula Continent is very peaceful, and we are not welcome.
Guests like you, the evil Can God, have come in. Everything is in vain. Bring your army of evil Can Gods back to the land of the Can God.
Come on, this is my advice to you." Ying Jiekong said: "I didn't want to harm the human race. I even promised them that as long as they handed over the Tianwu Sect, they would never invade the Nebula Continent. But they repaid kindness with hatred and even used imperial weapons.
Kill my more than 1,500 heavenly kings and hundreds of millions of people. You should consider your own conscience.
Ask, if the human race did this to you, the demon race, would you let it go?"
The Demon Emperor was speechless. Jian Wuyi said: "Crane God has done many evil deeds and deserves to die. But only more than 1,500 Heavenly Lords died, and I think it was too few. Everything is in vain. I warn you, if
If you dare to try to get involved in the Nebula Continent again, you will not die.
Hundreds of heavenly kings, but all the remaining gods!"
"What a loud tone!" Ying Jikong stared at Jian Wuyi and sneered, "I'm not afraid of flashing my tongue."
Immortal Luo Jie said: "Everything is in vain. You should return to the land of the residual gods. You, the residual gods, will not get any benefits from our hands."
Ying Jikong said: "If Taishu Chi hadn't killed more than 1,500 heavenly kings of my Canshen clan, I could still sit down and talk to you. But now, it is no longer possible. This debt must be paid by your human clan
to pay for it with his blood.”
"Fight if you want, don't talk so much nonsense." There was a sound, shining in the starry sky, and a snow-white cold sword was drawn out. Jian Wuxin raised the sword, and the blade pointed directly at Ying Jie Kong.
Ying Jikong said: "Then let me teach you the strength of the supreme human race."
The battle between the five supreme beings is about to begin.
Jian Wuyi swiped the Sky Burial Sword in his hand, and a transparent wave spread for a hundred thousand miles, directly pushing out the human Heavenly Lord within a hundred thousand miles, while the remnant gods within a hundred thousand miles were pierced through the heart by the sword.
And die.
The danger within this 100,000-mile range is extremely dangerous. If a person who is not a supreme level expert is involved, he will almost die.
"Do it!" Once Jian Wuyi held the sword in his hand, he seemed to be a different person, violent and impulsive, without the demeanor of an old man at all.
"Everything is empty, take my sword!"
Jian Wuwu hurriedly sheathed his sword and put the Heavenly Burial Sword back into its scabbard. Then he twisted his five fingers and grasped the hilt of the sword tightly. His whole body was like a sword stuck in the scabbard, and the man and the sword were completely integrated.
Li Hanxue was shocked when she noticed this scene, "How is this possible! Could it be that Jian Wuwu also knows how to draw a sword without a name?"
This is indeed the Wuming sword-drawing posture. Li Hanxue has practiced it tens of thousands of times, and he couldn't be more familiar with it.
But this posture is slightly different from the pure nameless sword-drawing technique. Jian Wuyi does not have the soaring sword intention of going forward in an indomitable manner, killing with one strike, and succeeding if he fails.
But his sword intention is more long-lasting and steady, unlike Wuming's sword-drawing technique, where the sword can't be killed with the first sword, and the second sword will never be able to kill the opponent.
Jian Wuyi drew his sword!
A ray of snow-white sword light shot up into the sky, and the blade of the Heavenly Burial Sword came directly between Ying Jikong's eyebrows.
Ying Jikong's pupils shrank sharply, and he saw the countless changes contained in that sword. These changes were too many, too complicated, almost endless, and impossible to resist.
But after all, this sword is not a nameless sword-drawing technique that kills with one blow, but a process of
Wu Wu's sword-drawing technique modified by Jian Wu Wu.
Although it has many changes, it is not overwhelming.
Ying Jikong quickly found the landing point of the sword and punched it towards the sword.
boom!
The fists and swords clashed, releasing a powerful shock wave.
Jian Wuyi struck down with one strike, then raised the Heavenly Burial Sword and struck down again. The power of this strike was also not inferior to the first strike.
Bang bang bang...
In an instant, Jian Wuyi struck eighteen blows in a row, each strike hitting Ying Jikong's fist.
Ying Jikong's arm suddenly dripped with blood, and divine energy continued to overflow. He was injured. "So that's it." Li Hanxue thought to himself, "Jian Wuyi improved Wuming's sword-drawing technique and transformed it into a sword-drawing technique that suits him. This sword-drawing technique
Although the power of the first sword is not as good as Wuming's sword drawing skills, the subsequent swords can maintain the power of the first sword.
His strength is not weak at all, this sword Wu Wu deserves to be the best swordsman in the world."
However, the skill of unintentionally drawing the sword was not able to damage the foundation of Ying Jie Kong.
Ying Jikong's right arm shook, divine energy surged, and his injuries instantly recovered, "If you can hurt me, your swordsmanship is fine, but if that's all, it's not enough!"
"Conquer the world!"
The divine eye opened, and the energy vortex flew out from the palm of his hand, covering Jian Wuwu.
"I come!"
The chains trembling all over the Demon Emperor's body, a cyan energy filled his body, and a strong sense of oppression filled all directions. The sword that was leaning against the Demon Emperor accidentally felt that his body was about to be crushed.
The Demon Emperor suddenly opened his eyes and punched towards the energy vortex.
The energy vortex instantly expanded tenfold, sucking the Demon Emperor into it.
But in just a moment, the Demon Emperor was able to break free from the whirlpool and crush the energy vortex with one punch. All the energy was turned into the Demon Emperor's energy and inhaled into the body, making the cyan energy around him more and more filled. Ying Jingkong stared at the Demon Emperor.
The Emperor's eyes were strange, "It's been a long time since I've seen a supreme person like you who purely specializes in the physical body. It's rare, it's really rare. Even in the era when heroes came together 50 million years ago, it was rare to see someone like you.
martial arts, strange
You must not be able to break away from the energy vortex easily."
The so-called specialization in cultivating the physical body is an extremely extreme cultivation method in the Nebula Continent. This kind of warrior does not cultivate other magical powers, but only cultivates his physical body. After increasing the strength of the physical body to the limit, he can break through the realm. They often use their physical body to
Forged as weapons, after constant tempering day and night, their physical bodies
It will become extremely hard, completely comparable to powerful weapons. When they reach the realm of the Heavenly Lord, they will abandon the heaven and pour all their energy into the physical body, causing the physical body to complete a transformation.