Yang Qingxuan's figure froze, and he was suddenly enveloped by a huge coercion, and even couldn't stand still, so he hurriedly pointed at the ground with his sword and stood firmly.

Xu Weilong's palm, still dozens of zhang away, had already felt the power of destroying the world and making it difficult for Yang Qingxuan to move forward half a step further.

On the Yunxu Ancient Battle Platform, not only the ten thousand swords were shattered, but even the Ancient Battle Platform itself collapsed piece by piece, or was lifted up and turned into powder.

The whole world and the world are under this palm, plunged into darkness.

The eight Heavenly Monarchs guarding the ring, one by one, their scalps were numb, and their hands quickly pinched the trick and entered the enchantment.

The eight layers of light were glued together, expanding the scope of defense in an instant, and everyone in the sea of clouds calmed down a little, but they still showed horror on their faces one by one.

Dong Zhen's mind was extremely complicated, and under the shroud of this palm, he directly thought of the ending of the firmament on martial arts.

Yang Qingxuan will definitely die, Xu Weilong's body is shattered, and it seems that he is also going to die. In this way, only Zhong Jie, who is the third, becomes the first, and he is also of an interracial race.

I am afraid that this session of the Firmament Martial Arts presided over by me will be the most tragic since the second generation of the human emperor, and it will be recorded in the history of the human race in the form of humiliation.

Dong Zhen was extremely bitter in his heart.

In the Brilliant Hall, Lu Yukui's face was hideous, and huge beads of sweat rolled down from his temples, even if he was the king of the realm, he would have to bear the suppression and backlash of the rules of heaven if he did such a thing against the sky.

"The King of the Realm......"

Yang Qingxuan's eyes froze, and at this moment, his heart became extremely peaceful.

At the moment of life and death, all kinds of pasts, like picture scrolls, are replayed in my mind.

Countless pasts, countless life-and-death stakes, coming from hundreds of tribulations, defeating geniuses one by one, and coming here from the low-level plane, relying on a Dao heart that never admits defeat and never gives up.

On this martial road, the pace under his feet has never stopped.

Not in the past, not now, and not in the future.

Yang Qingxuan raised his feet, met the palm of the king of the realm, and walked forward again.

"The road under my feet cannot be stopped by anyone, not even the king of the realm!"

The hundred ghosts walked on the ground at night, dragging sounds and sparks, and suddenly rose off the ground.

Yang Qingxuan raised his hand, slashed out with a sword, and shouted, "Come out, Ghost Venerable!"

"Whew!"

The sword light is like a rainbow, crossing the mighty sky, like a spring thunder, to wake up this dim earth.

The ghost on the sword suddenly condensed, opened his eyes suddenly, became one with the sword body, and his hands quickly slapped out, towards that palm!

Around Yang Qingxuan, the pressure of destroying the heavens and the earth suddenly decreased, and a gloomy ghost aura erupted, turning into a vast ghost talisman and colliding with the Wanliu Gui Sect!

"Boom!"

A terrible force swept over the heavens and the earth.

Among the hundreds of thousands of pairs of shocked eyes, I saw that on the Yunxu Ancient Battle Platform, a green sword light rushed into the sky, constantly expanding, and wanted to cut through this demonic and mighty dark world!

At the same time, ten thousand swords are contending again!

One by one, the tombs of the sword were broken, and the sword qi rushed into the sky, like the stars in the eternal night, twinkling in the sky, and then merging into the ghost sword.

"Boom!"

Xu Wei's palm in the Dragon Realm King Realm was completely blocked by this sword!

The sword qi scorched and rushed into the nine heavens, spreading and rising from Yang Qingxuan's hands, illuminating this bright and bright world!

"What!!"

Above the sea of clouds, within the void, all the eyes projected on this cloud void ancient battle platform were all shocked.

"What is that? Blocking the Realm King's palm!"

The ghost fire in the eyes of the ghost venerable was slow, shooting out a miserable green glow, revealing endless cruelty and cruel smiles, staring at Xu Weilong, who was full of horror, as if he wanted to see through the master behind him.

"It's only the palm power of the King of the Star Realm, it's not enough for the deity to see!, just let me drag you out and see what kind of person this real body is after the three corpses?!"

Ghost Venerable roared, accompanied by Yang Qingxuan's sword qi, slammed forward, and grabbed Xu Weilong's chest with one palm.

Tens of thousands of ghost talismans flew from the palm of their hands, and half an arm went directly into the void, trying to find out the real murderer behind the scenes!

"Poof!" In the Brilliant Hall, Lu Yukui spurted out a mouthful of blood violently, and said in horror: "Lord Human Emperor!"

After devouring the Demon Remnant Soul and Yan Jun, the Ghost Venerable had just recovered the strength of the Realm King, so he was not to be afraid.

But the Ghost Venerable has the comprehension of the Lord of a Thousand Worlds, but Lu Yukui was suppressed by the Heavenly Dao, and his strength was cut off, and he was haunted by the ghost qi that came from him.

The gloomy power turned into a giant hand in the Brilliant Hall, grabbed Lu Yukui, and wanted to carry him over.

Yang Yunjing's eyes flashed with coldness, and he said coldly: "Sword Spirit?"

With a light hum, he raised his right hand, and a bit of sword qi shot out from his fingertips, hitting the huge palm, instantly smashing all the shackles on Lu Yukui's body.

And the sword did not decrease, and after a circle in the air, it shuttled in the direction from which the ghost venerable came.

"Bang!"

On the Yunxu Ancient Battle Platform, a golden ray flew out from Xu Weilong's body and hit the Ghost Venerable, cutting his entire upper body in two!

"Oh no, it's too Xuan Sword Intent!"

The ghost venerable screamed, and could no longer maintain his state, and instantly shattered, turned into a little spiritual light, and returned to the sword.

Yang Qingxuan's heart shook wildly, and he didn't need to shout from the ghost venerable, he had already sensed the identity of this sword intent, which was many times better than what he had comprehended from Yang Wuxin, and he didn't know how many times it was smart.

Today, there is only one person who can display such a terrifying Taixuan Sword Intent!

Yang Qingxuan's pupils shrank suddenly, and a golden light flashed, looking in the direction where the sword qi was coming.

I saw that in the dark void, there was no light, and I couldn't see it clearly.

And Xu Weilong's body began to crumble, and the connection with the person behind him began to be cut off.

Yang Qingxuan wants to find out who is behind the scenes, but I am afraid that there is no hope.

And at this moment, Xu Weilong, who was about to collapse, suddenly opened his eyes, and a terrifying red glow was like a sea, turning into a thunderbolt and instantly rushing into Yang Qingxuan's mind!

"Don't think that if you block this seat's palm, you will be able to live! If this seat wants you to die in the third watch, you will not live in the fifth watch! Even if your identity is exposed, this seat will kill you on the spot today!"

"Horrified!"

In the Brilliant Hall, Lu Yukui spurted out a mouthful of blood again, and his face was as pale as paper.

Under the successive injuries, he forcibly urged the secret technique to use it one last time before Xu Weilong's body was completely shattered.

Xu Weilong's body had completely collapsed, and he was about to turn into garbage and debris, and he couldn't bear any more power, Lu Yukui seized this last line of connection, and wanted to shatter Yang Qingxuan's spiritual sea consciousness and push him into a catastrophe!

Lu Yukui pinched out a strange rune from his hands, the ripples in his pupils spread, and countless tiny runes swirled around, it was the secret technique of the spiritual attack of the Ten Tombs of the Dust - Horror!

(End of chapter)