Chapter 149: The Great War of the World

The aura of Sen Ran gradually spread, the atmosphere of the Quartet solidified, and the heavy momentum enveloped the audience. Holding the sword of the Qingtian Ancient Monument, the Qingtian Sword Spirit stepped on the void, and the unrivaled power of the sword was rolled up for nine days, and the nine shadows were swept down, just like the Xuantian God of War, majestic.

The old but sword-like body towered in the void, the cold robe hunting, drifting through the stars. I saw the sword weapon sway out quickly, and suddenly thousands of layers of aura rolled up in the sky, and the power of the sword gang swayed like rain, which was extremely terrifying.

In the void, a layer of black sky surged, and a thick and silent aura descended from the sky, suddenly enveloping the power of the four major marrow washing realms. That handwriting can be described as earth-shattering, and the ghosts and gods are unpredictable.

The four directions surged, and the heavens and the earth were ruined. The four powerhouses stood in the void, but their expressions were dignified. After all, the Qingtian Sword Spirit in the past can be said to have gone straight to the Holy Realm, if it weren't for that big battle, how could it end up like this.

However, at this time, it was already good for the Qingtian Sword Spirit to be able to survive, and the four powerhouses still believed that they would achieve the final victory. Thinking of this, the ancient sword soul of the city lord of the Qingtian Ancient City felt calm for a while, and then stepped up, the sword light flickered, and the sky trembled.

I saw that the ancient sword soul at this time was all bright, and a golden luster was released from the ancient sword soul, which was dazzling. If Zhang Xuan saw the ancient sword soul at this time, he would definitely be shocked.

Isn't this the pure Buddha power that can be released by the "Divine Palm"? How could the ancient sword soul cultivate into this Buddha Sect exercise, and it is already a great power of the marrow cleansing realm, this is really terrifying.

After all, at this time, Zhang Xuan already knew the extraordinaryness of the "Divine Palm", and if he successfully cultivated it, he could use it to challenge the level. That's why Zhang Xuan will continue to cultivate for a long time.

However, these Zhang Xuan did not find that Zhang Xuan was still on the way to the Burial Sky Cliff and the Qingtian Ancient Monument at this time. At this time, the ancient sword soul stepped on the Buddha's feet, and golden ripples appeared on his feet, rippling in the void.

I only heard the ancient sword soul shout angrily, and then one hand suddenly shook out, "Buddha moves mountains and rivers", only to see a golden wave suddenly rising in the void, like a storm crashing in the void.

Immediately, the body of the ancient sword soul was like a sword, and it did not stop in the palm of his hand, followed by several roars. "The Buddha asks Canaan, welcome the Buddha to the Western Heavens!" Two more thunderous moves broke out quickly, and the Buddha's light shrouded the earth, as if it had plated the earth with a golden carpet.

At this time, the ancient sword soul had the momentum of several Buddhas, and the sun was full of light, and it was extremely holy. The Sanskrit sound lingers in all directions, and the words of the pure world float in the void and spread. The three major moves were superimposed in the void, and the momentum was earth-shattering.

The powers of the other major marrow cleansing realms sacrificed their long swords one after another, and the power of the sword gang all surged, and the momentum was amazing. Even Zhang Xuan and the others finally felt the palpitating momentum permeating the air.

"There's a big battle in that Burial Sky Cliff!" Zhang Xuan's expression was solemn, and he whispered to Yu Linglong next to the battle. However, at this time, his figure did not stop, still thinking about the rapid leap ahead.

However, at this time, Xiao Ya behind Zhang Xuan suddenly uttered a pale word, "Grandpa, it's grandpa." Xiaoya's voice fell, and she fainted again, weak. At this time, Zhang Xuan gritted his teeth, his speed increased sharply, and he walked forward.

The three of them rushed to the Burial Heaven Cliff like the wind, but at this time, the terrifying momentum fluctuations of the Burial Heaven Cliff made Zhang Xuan, who was suspended in the void, look solemn, how could this be good.

His combat power was low, and going to help was also a drag, so at this time, Zhang Xuan could only wait and see, staring at the scene of the earth-shattering battle with his eyes like a sword. The sand and stones flew in all directions, and I saw that the blue sky sword spirit was suddenly shocked by the joint attack of the four masters and flew to a distance of thousands of meters.

The old figure flew directly towards the place where Zhang Xuan and the others were, driving the monstrous aura and flying quickly. Then the Qingtian Sword Spirit's body froze, and when his gaze fell on Zhang Xuan's back, his expression couldn't help but tighten.

I saw that the Qingtian Sword Spirit turned around and came behind Zhang Xuan, his eyes were cold, and he said softly, "Who are you, what happened to Xiaoya?"

Zhang Xuan's heart was shocked at this time, and then he stabilized his body before he whispered, "Xiao Ya didn't control his strength well, and actually tempered our sword weapon into a psychic-level sword weapon. It was our recklessness that didn't stop her. ”

Zhang Xuan said in a low voice at this time, but he felt guilty. If it weren't for herself, Xiaoya wouldn't be what she is now. Then the old man sighed lightly, and then said angrily, "That's it, it shows that you are kind-hearted, and Xiaoya will devote all her strength to it."

If you have bad intentions, you will die an ugly death. The Qingtian Sword Spirit said in a deep voice, and then its body was like the wind, surging in the void, and an amazing momentum rushed into the sky, as if there was a decisive will to merge into that momentum.

The eyes of the four great grandmasters were like swords, and then the void suddenly stepped on, and powerful ripples rippled out. The Qingtian Sword's eyes were as bright as electricity, and with a wave of one hand, the ripples were slapped in all directions, so as not to affect Zhang Xuan and the others.

Zhang Xuan suddenly felt reverence, and couldn't help but bow down, staring at the old but sharp body with respect. Zhang Xuan seemed to see the indomitable will of a generation of sword spirits at this time.

Of course, this is also the earth-shattering will of a true swordsman, who will never submit to others. Looking at the blue sky sword spirit with fluttering clothes and full of sword intent, Zhang Xuan's expression was slightly moved. There was also a murmuring voice behind Zhang Xuan, "Grandpa", but then it disappeared.

Zhang Xuan's face showed a strange look at this time, and in the blink of an eye, it was replaced by a look of reverence. At this time, the Qingtian Sword Spirit Robe Hunting, like a fairy in the dust, standing on the Burial Sky Cliff, like lightning and thunder, the momentum is rising.

Facing the four great masters alone, his expression was fearless and courageous. This spirit is already extremely terrifying, one person and one sword, but he dares to shake the four great masters. Then the four great masters led by the ancient sword soul came one after another, and the void shook.

The air around him tightened, and the power of a huge wind blade struck through the air. The blade of the sword broke through the void, and the power of the mountain was enveloped in it, as if it was about to bend the body of the blue sky sword spirit.

However, the Qingtian Sword Spirit was Huo Ran's long body, and he suddenly broke free from the range of their power. Suspended in the void, the Qingtian Sword Spirit looked solemn, and a simple aura rose from his body.

I saw a sharp cyan aura suddenly come out of the Qingtian Ancient Monument in his hand. The ancient monument of the blue sky is buzzing, and the brilliance is circulating.