"Strong, ......"

Qinglian didn't know what else to sigh about.

This old guy was forced to make a move, and he was a divine soldier who had been tempered for thousands of years!

It takes a lot of pressure to do it.

Inside a huge palace somewhere in the Temple of the Martial Gods.

Two gray-haired old men were staring at a huge stone wall.

On this stone wall, there is a picture of Xia Liu fighting with the Daode Venerable.

"The Kingdom of the Ancient Gods is about to change the sky. ”

One of the old men sighed.

"Even if it is thousands of miles away, just a picture, this son gives people an unparalleled power, maybe not only the ancient kingdom of gods is going to change the sky, but even the vast world, and even the realm of the flood and desolation, will be changed because of his appearance!"

"Do you mean, the real Flood Realm?"

"Hmmm......"

"Perhaps, he is also an opportunity for our Martial God Temple to truly gain a foothold in the desolate world!"

"Maybe, let's wait and see, the temperament of the moral old ghost, and what he has done in recent years, has intensified the rhythm of his fall......"

"Turn a blind eye, the old moral ghost can't save ......"

"Indeed, as you said, the Martial God Temple, and whether we can have a place to accommodate in the Flood World, this will be an opportunity!"

……

Drink!!!!

On the battlefield, there was a burst of applause, and a hundred miles were shocked.

I saw that several towering peaks could not withstand the pressure and collapsed inch by inch.

The entire realm of the Temple of Ethics has been destroyed to a greater or lesser extent.

The Venerable Daode can be said to have done his best.

Because if he didn't, he would probably die!

The moment when I fought with Xia Liu.

And he understood.

Today, he and Xia Liu, only one person can live!

"The supreme of the Martial God Temple, the five strongest powerhouses of the Ancient God Kingdom, have you done your best?"

Looking at the aura of the Daode Venerable.

Xia Liu actually felt extremely relaxed.

He didn't know when he felt that way.

In short, stand opposite the Venerable Morality.

He didn't feel any threat.

"Boy, don't be careless, this person's bone sword tempered with his own essence and the power of the Yuan Infant is not necessarily weaker than the artifact. ”

In the sea of gods, Huang Meng reminded.

"I understand, but why I feel like he's weak......"

"You don't feel wrong, his ontological aura is much weaker, but don't be confused by him, he has now transferred all his strength to the bone sword, if you dare to despise that bone sword, you will definitely regret it for a long time. ”

"Giving up your own strength and rhyming all your strength to the magic weapon, is this the way of fighting for a high-level monk?"

Xia Liu suddenly remembered that among the ancient books he was looking at.

There have been quite a few introductions.

High-level monks, their battles rely more on magic weapons, supernatural powers and physical power, and gradually degenerate in the body of high-level monks.

However, among the demon clan, the demon clan, and the divine beast clan, supernatural powers and their own strength are still valued.

Only the human race, even the strong ones in the Tribulation Period.

All very dependent on magic weapons.

With this kind of dependent transfer of power, Xia Liu didn't know when the Terran monks shifted from attaching importance to themselves to the magic weapon.

"Yes, most of the high-level Terran monks choose to pin most of their strength on the magic weapon, and the strong magic weapon is strong, which is the belief of the human race, and it is also one of the reasons for the decline of the human race. ”

Huang Meng responded.

"Just like the Venerable Daodao, if I destroy his bone sword, his body will be greatly damaged, and then I can easily pinch him. ”

"Well, he's not a high-level monk yet, his way of fighting, there is no way back at all, the magic weapon is dead, and he is no different from death. ”

"Haha!

Xia Liu couldn't help but laugh.

Isn't this in line with the beliefs of the Venerable Morality?

Murder and heartbreaking!

Now the Venerable Daode is no longer able to do it.

Then Xia Liu is just the opposite!

Let the Venerable Daode witness with his own eyes that the divine weapon he has placed on for thousands of years be shattered in front of him!

From the inside out, first punish the heart, and then cut the waist!

"Just don't be too careless. ”

"I understand!"

After responding, Xia Liu instantly condensed the sword seal.

When he landed, the void within a radius of thousands of miles was filled with the sound of swords.

"This is the realm!"

"The realm of swords?"

"Could it be that Xia Daoyou is a sword cultivator?"

It's not that Venerable Rende hasn't seen a kendo monk before.

But, he lived for thousands of years.

I have never seen a kendo cultivator cultivate to such an extent!

A radius of thousands of miles into the realm of the Sword Realm!

What a terrible state this is!

"He should be the first person in the ancient kingdom of swords!"

When he was in the Imperial City, Qinglian Daozun had the honor of seeing Xia Liu demonstrate his kendo cultivation.

However, at that time, it was only the tip of the iceberg that I witnessed Xia Liu's kendo.

Today, he might be able to get a glimpse of the power of the pinnacle of his sword!

"Damn it!"

Feeling Xia Liu's sword realm, the Daode Venerable realized what kind of person he had provoked.

Even if it's him.

In my lifetime, I have never encountered such a sword cultivation.

At this point, it's useless to say anything.

The bone sword has been completely washed.

It also accommodates the lifelong power of the Venerable Morality.

This blow is either Xia Liu's death, or his death!

"Fight!

A sword is made from the bones of the spine.

Give up your own foundation and achieve the sword of the Great Perfection of human bones.

This sword burst out.

The heavens and the earth collapsed, like the end of the world to come!

"Sword, vicissitudes of life!"

In the face of the sword that slashed Xuanhuang, Xia Liu was always the same.

As soon as the sword seal was pressed, the ten great sword dao supernatural powers of the human race appeared in the world.

Within the Hejian Sword Realm, thousands of sword intents all converged and marched towards the bone sword.

Zheng Zheng Zheng !!

Between heaven and earth, only the sound of swords colliding spreads.

Just when the bone sword and the sword intent were fighting, the thousands of sword intents actually condensed into a giant sword that shimmered with three-color light.

As soon as this sword came out, the heavens and the earth were silenced, and the Three Realms were suffocated.

"This breath! this sword !!!"

Qinglian Daozun felt a familiar but unfamiliar aura on this huge sword body.

What is familiar is the artifact aura possessed on this sword!

What is strange is that the artifact aura of this sword is even more terrifying than his divine sword!!!

"Extraordinary weapon! This is just a little breath, it is enough to cause the heavens and the earth to collapse and destroy nothingness! If the true body of this sword appears in the world, I am afraid that even the laws of the Heavenly Dao will not be able to withstand it!"

Venerable Rende also saw some clues.

I was shocked to the point where I couldn't do it.

"Hahaha! I see! I see!!!!"

Qinglian Daozun couldn't smile bitterly.

It was only at this moment that he understood why he gave the divine sword to Xia Liu, who refused without the slightest hesitation.

It turns out that this guy has an artifact that is more advanced than his own Broken Divine Weapon!!!

With a higher-grade artifact, the artifact he gave away was like broken copper......