"Xuantianji, if you don't have a backhand, you are the first cockroach to die in the hands of this seat in this incident!"

The abandoned sword in Yang Yunjing's hand kept pressing down.

At the same time, in the Thousand Feet Void, countless sword rays broke out of the grave and turned into a world of swords, enveloping the entire sea of stars.

Yang Qingxuan probed into the crack, and suddenly shot out a large area of sword qi, forcing him to keep retreating, retreating into the Star Ocean again, and being shrouded in the world of swords.

Yang Yunjing glanced at him contemptuously, as if it was not worth it, and his gaze returned to Lan Ningxu.

Yang Qingxuan's face sank, and he said secretly: "Anyway, I can't leave, it's better to fight!"

Immediately, the halberd was together, and the whole person and the halberd light became one, and swept away in the air.

"Perdition!"

"Earth Fire Mingyi!"

The seventh form of the Seven Heavenly Slash Forms, and then merged into three flames, turning into a huge void light, with a nameless fire flickering on it, slashing horizontally towards Yang Yunjing!

Yang Yunjing looked at it calmly, without any fluctuations in his eyes, this move that was enough to sweep everything in the younger generation was not enough in his eyes.

"Since you want to die in front of Xuantian Ji, then go ahead!"

Yang Yunjing pinched the trick with his left hand, and the sword shadow on the sky dome flickered, and a sword full of teeth and teeth turned out and roared down.

The lightning and thunder on the sword tore through the sky.

"Boom!"

The sword shape slashed at the void light, instantly shattering Yang Qingxuan's move, and the peerless sword intent slammed upward, shocking Yang Qingxuan hundreds of feet away.

"Bang!"

The Qingkui Yan armor on Yang Qingxuan's body exploded in an instant, and the fragments shot in all directions.

A powerful trilling sound erupted from the Heavenly Ruins of the Battle Halberd, and the sword qi lingered on it, slashing along the body of the halberd to both ends.

Yang Qingxuan turned into a bloody man in an instant, his body was riddled with holes, the sword wound penetrated through the white bones, most of the meridians of his body were shattered in an instant, and the terrifying sword intent wandered in his body and shook into his heart.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

Yang Qingxuan spurted out more than ten mouthfuls of blood one after another.

If it weren't for the devastating blockade of the Qingkui Yanjia, coupled with the Tianru blocking in front of him, and the Wuji Apricot Yellow Banner guarding the heart, I am afraid that he would have fallen under the sword just now.

Yang Qingxuan's face turned pale, and his eyes were full of horror.

It's just a random sword, how can it be so strong?!

Is this the strength of the first person in the world?!

Yang Qingxuan clenched the halberd with five fingers, and thrust it on the ground with a "zheng", supporting the broken body.

He took out all kinds of pills and swallowed them, not daring to step forward again.

Under such a terrible battle, going up by himself was purely looking for death, and it also caused trouble to Xuantian.

At the moment when Yang Yunjing was distracted, the Heavenly Dao Sword in Lan Ningxu's hand shrank in a circle and became like a dagger.

And behind Lan Ningxu, he once again turned into the law of heaven and earth, and his hands quickly pinched the trick, and then the phantom of the sundial appeared, projecting on the huge sea of clouds, indicating the passage of time.

Yang Yunjing sneered: "I have the sword of the past, the sword of the present, and the sword of the future, which can kill everything in time, this shallow time rule is in front of me, I can only laugh and be generous!"

Lan Ningxu was covered in blood, but the brilliance in his eyes brightened a little, and the Heavenly Dao Sword in his hand finally stopped, and it shattered with a "bang".

Yang Yunjing's sword of final abandonment slashed straight down.

Lan Ningxu pinched the seal with both hands, and a delicate golden lock appeared in front of him.

"Alien space lock?!...... How could it be ?......!"

Yang Yunjing was taken aback, the sword of final abandonment had already slashed at the golden lock, and it exploded with a "boom".

The terrifying dimensional gravitational pull instantly emerged, raging between the two.

"Bang!

There were two loud bangs, and the two of them were not sucked in, but shook apart separately.

Yang Yunjing retreated dozens of zhang away, and with a slash of the sword technique, he split the residual spatial power, and the gravitational force of the plane instantly spread, disappearing.

On the other side, Lan Ningxu spat out several mouthfuls of blood, but the seal in his hand did not stop, and the huge Dharma Heaven and Earth instantly merged with him, turning into a huge golden fat man, his hands apart, each pinching the seal.

"Boom!"

Above the sundial, the time series is constantly disrupted, rising with the storm.

Countless pasts, presents, and futures are all fused together and wreaking havoc in the world of swords.

Yang Qingxuan looked at it in horror, this move had been seen in the Black Sea before, and it was the time and space storm. At the beginning, Xuantian Ji used this trick to send the Divine Bow Liuyun Hidden Lin Yu over.

Yang Yunjing's pupils condensed slightly, and he sneered: "Time and Space Storm?

The huge golden fat man that Lan Ning had turned into stood in the center of the space-time storm and said in a condensed voice, "You think I'm going to use this space-time storm against you?"

Yang Yunjing frowned and said, "Isn't it?"

Lan Ningxu suddenly smiled and said, "You'll know soon." ”

A huge sundial swirled over the sea of clouds, and a figure suddenly appeared in the storm.

Yang Qingxuan looked at him in shock, and shouted loudly: "Emperor?!"

That figure flashed in the storm, and it was the last incarnation of Xuantian Ji, the Emperor of the Eastern Thunder Country.

With the disappearance of the emperor, a figure appeared again in the storm, with a clear face, a smile on the corner of his mouth, and a sharp aura that looked at the world in his elegant appearance.

This person Yang Qingxuan had never seen it, but he knew that it must be the last body of Xuantian Ji.

The figure vanished again, followed by another figure.

Although the appearance of each figure is different, the temperament of looking at the world and smiling at eternity revealed on the body is exactly the same.

Yang Yunjing said in a shocked voice: "Nine deaths and nine lives?! Crazy, what a madman, there are really people in the world who practice this magical method!"

The eight predecessors flashed and disillusioned one by one in the space-time storm, and finally the storm continued to expand, revealing a huge platform in the center, like an ancient ruin, exuding the atmosphere of vicissitudes and antiquity.

An exquisite coffin, placed in the center of the ruins, hidden by the years.

Yang Yunjing's pupils shrank suddenly, staring at the exquisite coffin, and said in a condensed voice: "The Heavenly Coffin of Creation created by King Yin Wu and Vera for the first generation of Dao Shadow?!"

"Bang!

Lan Ningxu's figure flickered, two feet landed on the ruins, and one hand was placed on the coffin.

The heavenly coffin seemed to have a sense, and the spiritual light on it suddenly flowed, and countless runes flashed.

Lan Ningxu's face was full of remembrance, looking at a huge rune on the coffin, and gently touched it, it was the word "Xuan".

"What is placed in this heavenly coffin is the first generation of mysteries, and it is also my immortal true body!"

Lan Ningxu raised his eyes, his gaze was like electricity, as if he was staring at the end of time.

Yang Yunjing's face changed slightly, his heart trembled inexplicably, and he shouted: "You are actually the first generation of mysteries!"

Lan Ningxu said slowly: "From the Middle Ages to the present, you are the seventh person who has made me reveal my immortal true body!"

(End of chapter)