Retreat, retreat quickly. ”

Zhong Yi hurriedly commanded the Restoration Army to stay away from the center of the battle.

The crowd of black oppressors quickly dispersed, and they ran far away before stopping, watching from afar.

Skynet's killers also consciously retreated, watching the battle nervously.

They don't have a bottom in their hearts, and they have finally been dormant for 200 years to rebuild Skynet, and no one wants the leader of Skynet to die like this.

Yan Beiwang and the other three remaining army masters also hurriedly took the remaining members of the Yitian Army away from the battlefield.

The people of the major forces did not dare to approach, and they all took out their mobile phones and other electronic devices to take pictures of this shocking battle and spread it to the high-level of the forces.

At the same time, all the consortia, forces, and the senior management of the family all received the video sent from the front.

They clicked on it and were shocked.

This is the pinnacle battle, the Transformation Stage personally attacked against the heavenly punishment, and was actually blocked by a Yuan Infant Sword Cultivator.

"This sword cultivator, if he doesn't die in this battle, he will be crowned the first person in the world. ”

An ancestor of an ancient martial arts family looked at the video screen and shook his head with emotion.

In the midst of the nervous attention of the major forces, on the plain in front of the headquarters of the Western Region of the Yitian Army, the entire ground shook slightly.

In the most central area, a palm that covered the sky and the sun was on a small figure, and it was stunned that it could not be suppressed, and was violently blocked by a long sword.

And in the endless high sky, dark clouds were thick, thunder and lightning flashed wildly, and thunder poured on the palm of the hand like a river that broke the embankment.

"Die. ”

The ruthless and indifferent voice reverberated throughout the audience, reverberating between the empty heaven and the earth.

However, Jiangling's power soared to the limit, and he shot wildly, the blood mist and sword intent fused perfectly, and the sword light swept through the sky with the blood mist, shaking the true body of the God Stage with his own strength.

"Poof. ”

Jiang Ling vomited blood while swinging his sword, the power of the Transformation Stage was already an existence in another world, and it was not something that Jiang Ling could easily resist.

Damn, if it weren't for the fact that my memory was sealed, if it weren't for the fact that the cultivation method was incomplete, I would have been oppressed like this by the Transformation Period? At this moment, Jiang Ling was even more determined to understand the belief of sealing the memory.

"Boom. ”

The thunder and lightning in the air were raging wildly, and the power of heavenly punishment was also rapidly increasing.

Every second more that exists in the palm of the Transformation Stage is in danger of being blown into slag by the Heavenly Punishment.

"No matter who you are taught from, no matter which sect you come from, since you have provoked my Yitian Army, you will leave this dog's life. ”

The palm of his hand whistled, and an indifferent voice vibrated in the air.

Jiang Ling didn't say a word, there was no distraction, and the Zhenshan Sword swayed out one after another terrifying sword qi.

The strength of the sword cultivator was brought into full play by him, and the frontal killing was unparalleled in the world, and the sword qi burst out all over the body.

"Whoosh. ”

One after another, the sword qi burst out of the air, condensing into an energy giant sword and slashing at the palm of his hand.

"Boom, boom. ”

Almost instantly, the sword qi was furious, and dozens of swords were slashed out in a row.

But even so, it couldn't defeat the palm of the Transformation Stage.

It's too strong, this is the true body of the god transformation period, not an incarnation outside the body, and there is no suppression of strength, it is the complete body of the god transformation period.

"Peng!"

The palm of the hand was raised high, and it fell again, and it collided with Gangneung, sputtering out a turbulent flow of energy.

"Broken!"

Jiang Ling regarded death as if he were home, and roared suddenly, under the infusion of blood mist, his body size skyrocketed, and the Zhenshan Sword in his hand also expanded rapidly, and a sword slashed out with all his might.

This sword couldn't be stopped even by the Great Perfection of the Yuan Infant Stage, but it only left a vague white mark on the palm of his hand.

Seeing this scene, the onlookers all gasped.

99% of them knew about the existence of the Transformation Stage for the first time, and it was the first time they saw the strength of the Transformation Stage.

It's really a realm.

"It's not at all level, that Yuan Infant Sword Cultivator is dead. ”

No one was optimistic about Gangneung, after all, the opposite side only used one palm to injure him.

This battle attracted the fascination of countless people, and also made more people feel sorry for Jiangling.

It was only a matter of time before he was defeated and died.

And Gangneung didn't know what outsiders thought of him, and he had already used all his strength.

Blood mist, sword technique, are the limit of what he can use.

"Bang bang bang..."

Gangneung's body was like electricity, constantly changing positions, and the palm of the hand was brutally bombarded.

Every time there was a confrontation, Gangneung would be shaken back by the force of the anti-shock, and it was only less than 1 minute before he felt severe pain all over his body.

That palm was scorched black by the heavenly punishment, but he still insisted, he had to kill Gangneung.

Anyone who dares to challenge the Heavenly Army will die!

The confrontation between the two sides quickly advanced to a climax, and the center of the battle raised a cloud of sand and dust, and the shock wave enveloped the entire battlefield, and the onlookers outside could no longer see the battle clearly.

The divine light on the palm of the hand flowed, showing all kinds of divine power, sometimes disappearing, sometimes appearing, and sometimes emitting a tiger roaring dragon roar.

And Gangneung also entered desperate mode in the roar, every time he shot, his pores were oozing blood, his potential was squeezed to the extreme, and all the power he could use was drawn out.

Even if he is seriously injured, Gangneung has to defeat the true body of the Transformation Stage.

Master, the apprentice is going to cut off this palm today and pay tribute to your soul in the sky!

Jiang Ling's eyes burned with blood, and the Yuan Ying was burned, and his strength increased several times.

Xiao Yu, the white ape, they can still be cured if they are injured, but Shizun's body is broken, they can't be reunited, and they are completely dead.

Even if it's for the master, Gangneung can't lose!

"Slash!"

He swung the Zhenshan Sword like a desperate fight, and all his power was gathered in the blade, and no strength leaked out.

The palm of the hand was clenched into a fist, and a finger was stretched out sharply, and it was pointed at the tip of the sword.

There was a faint flame burning on his fingers, which was the divine power of the Transformation Stage.

"Whew. ”

The tip of the sword and the fingers touched, but there was no thunderous movement, but only a slight sound, like the melting sound of hot water poured on ice and snow.

Everyone held their breath and stared at it, this was the strongest confrontation, and the victory or defeat was about to be announced.

Just a few seconds later, Gangneung was thrown out heavily, seriously injured in an instant, and the pores all over his body were spurting blood, overdrawing his vitality but still losing.

With a "boom", he fell to the ground and smashed a deep pit.

Crimson blood seeped out of the wound, staining the ground blood-red.

Gangneung looked at the sky in a daze, and his consciousness began to blur.

This time, he not only overdrew his vitality, but also burned the Yuan Infant and injured his soul.

However, a hideous wound was also cut on the palm of the Transformation Period, and a piece of blood was spilled.

"That's it, Jian Xiu, I've given you many chances to live before, and since you don't want any, then I can only kill you. ”

The huge palm slowly lifted up, and in the attention of countless people, it slowly fell towards Gangneung.

"Whew!"

The white ape roared and rushed to Gangneung's side, trying to carry Gangneung away, but Gangneung was confused, his pupils were dilated, and he had lost his ability to move.

"Whew!"

The white ape howled in grief and lifted Gangneung to take him away.

With a "boom", the palm of the hand was clenched into a fist, and the white ape was knocked away with one punch.

The white ape was still flying in the air, all its internal organs were shattered, its bones shattered, its skull collapsed, and it fell heavily to the ground, not knowing whether it was alive or dead.

"Master, Xiaobai!"

Bu Shangwu's eyes were about to split, and he gritted his teeth and was about to burn the golden pill and rush over.

"Are you crazy? What are you looking for to die in a period of dwelling, what is the matter with you? It is not your turn to die. ”

Zhong Yi held down Bu Shangwu, glanced at Chen Mingyang, and nodded firmly.

The speed of the two was very fast, and they arrived in front of Jiang Ling in the blink of an eye, and when they helped him up, they suddenly felt a sigh in their hearts.

"It's over, his soul is badly damaged, and even if he is lucky enough to survive, he will be reduced to a vegetative state. ”

"Don't think about leaving anyone, everyone, leave me behind. ”

An indifferent voice resounded through the heavens and the earth.

The power of the Transformation Stage was beyond imagination, and with a gentle punch, Zhong Yi and Chen Mingyang were slapped away at the same time.

"Poof. Both of them spurted blood, and their eyes widened in shock.

The Transformation Period is too terrifying, they can't catch one move, and that sword cultivator can actually hold on to it for so long under the palm of his hand, it's incredible!

"Haha, we won!" Yan Beiwang laughed wildly.

The scene was chaotic, and the Restoration Army was killed in retaliation, and the huge palm fell into the crowd again and again, killing a large area, and the blood flowed like a river.

Screams rang out in the field, and the people brought by Gangneung were slaughtered, but Zhong Yi and the others were helpless, and a trace of sadness arose in their hearts.

Could this be our fate?

"Hum. ”

However, at this moment, the energy between heaven and earth suddenly became chaotic, and a violent wind blew out of thin air.

A wonderful wave emanated from Gangneung's body.

What is life and what is death? Gangneung's consciousness was confused, but he could hear the screams of the people around him before they died.

He didn't know which world his consciousness was immersed in, and the scenes in front of him jumped one after another: invincible in the world, betrayed, falling to the bottom, grinding mortals, breaking and standing, strong revenge, and on the verge of death.

From life to death, from death to life.

Jiangling's state of mind changed from quantitative to qualitative, and at the same time, the Yuan Ying in his sea also closed his eyes solemnly and sat cross-legged.

"Boom!"

In just a moment, an invisible force came out from the sea of his consciousness, destroying and decaying everywhere it passed, and spread all the way to the palm of the Transformation Stage, and with a "bang", it actually pressed that palm to the ground.

"This, this is!"

For the first time in heaven and earth, the indifferent voice fluctuated, and his tone was full of shock.

"It's the Yuan Shen Realm! Only the Great Perfection of the Yuan Infant Stage can begin to comprehend, and the Yuan Shen Realm can only be fully controlled in the Transformation Stage, how is it possible!"

"Huh!"

The next moment, Jiang Ling slowly opened his eyes, one eye was blood red, the other eye was filled with white mist, and the invisible realm shrouded most of the battlefield.

One thought of life, one thought of death, the realm of life and death!