Chapter 1441: The End of Time, the Martial Soul of the Human Emperor

Yang Qingxuan was already stunned, and muttered to himself, "The first generation of Xuanxuan...... Immortal True Body ......"

"Then take your real body and die together!"

Yang Yunjing shouted, and suddenly ten thousand swords converged and slashed into the storm of time and space.

Countless peerless sword intents tore through time and space and descended.

For some reason, the moment the Xuanzhi Creation Heavenly Coffin appeared, it gave him an extremely bad feeling.

Ten thousand swords shuttle through time and space, constantly slashing the past, present, and future, and are going to the end of that time.

Lan Ning's pupils condensed slightly, and a palm slapped on the Heavenly Coffin of Creation, thousands of runes rose, and the vast power spread out from the coffin.

The Taixuan Sword Shrine continued to tear the storm apart, paving the way with peerless swords with handles, but it shuttled through the time sequence, as if it would never reach that end.

Lan Ningxu raised his eyes and said, "This is the end of time, a barren land, your sword can cut the past, present, and future, but it will never reach the end." ”

Yang Yunjing stared at him, his sharp gaze suddenly calmed down, and said softly, "I see." ”

Yang Yunjing slowly closed his eyes, and opened them in an instant, two golden rays of light shot out from his pupils, and a vast soul power condensed on his side, as if turning into a real dragon.

Yang Yunjing's body was like a blue condensation, expanding instantly, flashing in the sea of clouds.

But in an instant, in Yang Qingxuan's heart, there was a strange feeling, as if the white clouds and dogs, the vicissitudes of life, countless years have passed.

The next moment, Yang Yunjing appeared directly on Lan Ningxu's side.

"How so?"

Yang Qingxuan's heart was horrified, and he looked at the storm in horror, Yang Yunjing's speed was actually faster than countless divine swords!

"There's nothing in this world that can stop me, not even at the end of time!"

Yang Yunjing slowly turned around, staring at Lan Ningxu, whose face was full of horror, a cloudy yellow light in his eyes, and the martial soul flashed at the center of his eyebrows, and the emperor sword fell into his hand and slashed away!

"Whew!"

The entire space, along with the time series, was shattered.

Lan Ningxu's figure was cut off by the emperor's sword at the waist, and the two halves of his body were split.

"Your martial spirit...... I see!"

Lan Ningxu's eyes were shocked, and then he regained his composure and said, "I finally know your identity." ”

Lan Ningxu's upper body, his hands kept pinching, time went back, the two bodies returned to normal again, and his right hand pinched the trick and slapped it on the Heavenly Coffin of Creation.

Even the coffin disappeared in an instant.

The next moment, it appeared a hundred zhang away, and the Creation Heavenly Coffin was already erected on the ground, and the runes on it were spinning rapidly, as if countless mechanisms were opened in an instant, and a frenzied force swept out and spread within this nothingness.

Yang Yunjing raised his hand, and ten thousand swords appeared at the end of this time, spreading continuously, and one after another sword tombs broke out of the earth on the earth.

At the same time, the yellow light in his eyes kept swimming, like a real dragon, and behind Yang Yunjing, a cloud-like dragon shadow also appeared.

Lan Ningxu stared at him and said in a condensed voice: "Martial artists participate in the Great Dao, condense their own martial souls, and give birth to the category of three thousand methods. And in the time system, the reason why yesterday's reappearance failed to become a supreme martial soul is because there is a stronger time rule, which can make the flow of time a thousand miles a day, white clouds and dogs, and vicissitudes of life, all in a moment. ”

"Even if you already know my secret, then bury you at the end of this time, and you will never be reborn!"

The Emperor Sword in Yang Yunjing's hand burst out with brilliant brilliance, and the dragon qi on his body quickly poured into the sword, and immediately a yellow dragon shadow surrounded the sword.

"Everything in the world cannot escape the corrosion of time. ”

The power of the two martial spirits is perfectly fused in one sword.

Lan Ningxu looked at it calmly, his eyes were like water, there was no ripple in his eyes, and the seal in his hand was slowly changing in a certain time series.

The streamers on the Heavenly Coffin of Creation all leaked into the earth, becoming extremely peaceful.

At this moment, suddenly a majestic voice penetrated, and then the demonic aura erupted, and the entire time was barren, filled with a wild demonic power.

The phantom of the Mighty Demon Bull King appeared on the land.

"Human Emperor, have you ever considered what kind of place this is? If this sword is cut out, the abyss will inevitably collapse, and you know better than me what the consequences will be. ”

Yang Yunjing's face changed greatly, the fierceness in his eyes shrank, and his body froze for a moment.

And Lan Ningxu also frowned slightly, as if he was hesitating.

The figures of the three people, at the end of time, stood facing each other.

Yang Qingxuan recovered a lot of energy, looked at it in shock, and was very curious in his heart, what is this abyssal sea?

"This sword, leave it for the Ten Directions Star Platform to be slashed!"

Yang Yunjing's pupils shrank, all the yellow light disappeared into his body, and the dragon qi on his body also dissipated.

The figure flickered and disappeared in place.

Only one voice remained, "Yang Qingxuan, if you want to know your background, go to the Ten Directions Star Terrace, otherwise you will never know!"

Yang Qingxuan's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly used his fiery eyes to look around, where was there still the shadow of Yang Yunjing? The speed was so fast that he couldn't even catch his fiery eyes!

He knew the purpose of Yang Yunjing's words, just to attract himself to the Ten Directions Star Terrace.

Even if Yang Yunjing didn't say this, he would have to go to the star platform.

As soon as Yang Yunjing left, Lan Ningxu suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and the momentum of the whole person instantly withered to the extreme.

As soon as Lan Ningxu slapped the Heavenly Coffin, he disappeared into his palm.

The figure of the whole person flickered, and it appeared in the sea of clouds, and the phantom of the Mighty Demon Bull King also disappeared at the end of time.

The huge temporal storm suddenly lost control, constantly spun away, rushed into the heavens and the earth, and wantonly destroyed everything.

At this moment, an extremely strong demonic force rushed out from the depths of the sea of clouds, and slammed into the time storm, shattering it.

"Poof, ahem, ahem!"

Lan Ning sat in the sea of clouds, constantly spitting blood, and countless blood vessels appeared on his skin, which was shocking.

Yang Qingxuan hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Are you okay?"

Lan Ningxu sighed and said, "I can't die for the time being." ”

As he spoke, he took out the Perfect-grade Dao Pattern Pill from the ring one by one, and swallowed it into his body like a bean.

There were twenty of them, and I ate them all.

Yang Qingxuan looked at it with a burst of pain.

But he knew that even if it was a perfect-grade Dao Pattern Pill, it might not have much effect on Lan Ningxu.

Yang Qingxuan immediately sat on Lan Ningxu's side, and also pinched the trick to heal his injuries.

Time passed little by little, and the stars flowed in the sky above the sea of clouds.

A day later, Lan Ningxu suddenly opened his eyes and let out a long breath.

"How's it going?"

The voice of the Mighty Demon Bull King came from within the sea of clouds, and then a huge bull shadow was projected above the clouds.

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