"Ning Yi, would you like to be in my glass cup and be a wick?"

Before Han Yue's words fell, Ning Yi's sword qi had already been unsheathed.

On the small barren mountain, the moonlight is stagnant.

The fine snow was unsheathed in an instant, and Ning Yi, who drew his sword at the moment, was like a long rainbow rising from the ground!

"Kill!"

The sword qi was like a full moon, splitting the mountain city with force, and slammed down on Han Yue's head!

In the face of such an opponent, Ning Yi didn't dare to spare his hand at all-

Han Yue is by no means comparable to Dewey and his ilk!

"Smashing a sword? ”

Time seems to slow down.

The girl sitting on top of the white ape's head, Mu Ran raised her head, as if looking at slow motion, admiring the flow of this sword qi, she had suffered a loss in Rakshasa City, and after he returned to Liuli Mountain, he carefully checked the inheritance of every disciple of the General's Mansion...... Ning Yi's sword move was used as early as when Xu Zang held the sword.

Smash the sword.

God blocks and kills God, and Buddha blocks and kills Buddha's brave strategy.

Suppressing ten thousand laws with one force, the swordsmanship that does not talk about skills at all is more like a martial artist's brutal killing moves!

In this world, there are very few of the ten thousand Dao methods that can directly resist the "smashing sword".

Han Yue smiled slightly, his expression was as usual, but he pressed his hands down, and with a "snort", his fingertips pierced into the white ape's forehead, and then into the muscles and bones, like a dragon drawing water, wantonly plundering.

In an instant, the white ape, which was more than ten feet tall, was pressed to the top, flesh and blood flew sideways, the whole body was bulging with green tendons, and countless meridians burst out, gathering and surging like a thin and narrow river.

"Boom".

The white ape's body exploded in an instant.

At this time, Han Yue's "childish body" sat in the blood mist, making a gesture of raising his arm and waving, his two fingers together into a sword, and a scarlet sword swept out from his fingertips, colliding with the divine smashing sword of fine snow!

Needle tip to wheat mang!

The moment the white ape's body collapsed, the scarlet blood light and the bright sword light collided together, and the winner was divided in an instant, Ning Yi, who was holding the sword power to split Huashan, was thrown backwards by the huge force, and the black-shirted girl was still sitting on a high platform, towering and unmoving.

Ning Yi held the blade of the sword upside down with both hands, and stepped on a spider web directly on the top of the mountain when he landed.

Buzzing trills –

The fine snow sword blade spun around and plunged down into the ground!

From the blade of the sword to the body of the sword, there was a tremor, which made Ning Yi's hands and wrists numb, and he almost took the long sword out of his hand.

What kind of power is this?

Ning Yi's expression was calm, but there was already a trace of horror in his eyes.

Divinity is already the pinnacle power beyond Starlight.

Han Yue's move just now seemed to condense the characteristic power that was not inferior to the "divine nature", in Ning Yi's cognition, what could be comparable to the divine nature was nothing more than imperial power, and there were only a few pure yang qi.

Is this to embark on an immortal path that has never been seen before?

In the blood mist at the top of the mountain, a faint voice was heard.

"A life star, vast divinity...... No wonder it was able to attract the White Emperor to chase and kill. ”

The huge white ape was crushed by the ten fingers of the child's hands, and at this moment, a large cloud of blood mist rolled, condensed but not dispersed, as if giving birth to spirituality, rhythmic with Han Yue's breathing.

That young and thin body, shrouded in blood mist, looked gloomy and solemn.

For some reason, Ning Yi thought of the "Dizo King Bodhisattva" Dharma Appearance that he saw when Lingshan and Jiechen were in the duel, but Han Yue at this moment was more solemn and pure than that Bodhisattva Dharma Appearance.

"If you are given time,

Maybe you can find a viable path to immortality. The childish body slowly landed, the black shirt on the body was a little wide, and some of it was dragged on the ground, and the girl put her hands behind her back and said with a little regret: "It's a pity, if you were in the Tiandu Inn back then, this seat forcibly took your body, and I must have obtained the Dao Fruit today...... Why wait for the glass cup to be perfected?"

She seemed to be talking to herself, but she didn't shy away from Ning Yi at all.

The scarlet blood mist on the top of the mountain, wisps of blood converged towards her, and soon swept away, and the entire barren mountain top could no longer smell the slightest smell of blood, clean and somewhat holy, and the moonlight turned around, reflecting the girl's innocent face, and laughing like a silver bell.

"But...... Ning Yi, I still want to thank you. If it weren't for Ye Changfeng's sword back then, if he wanted to reach this realm, he wouldn't know where to find a thousand tribulations. ”

The road of ghost cultivation is extremely bumpy, and it needs to be ten times more ruthless than ordinary people, a hundred times more tenacious than ordinary people, and a thousand times more difficult than ordinary people, so that there is a way to attain enlightenment——

And that sword made Han Yue fill the vacancy of thousands of catastrophes.

was nailed under the coffin of Liuli Mountain, his cultivation fell sharply, his soul was annihilated, and he once wandered between life and death.

Ye Changfeng's sword back then knocked the proud Mr. Manna of the spring breeze to the eighteenth layer of hell, but because of this, when Han Yue climbed back, he got the opportunity to truly embrace the light-

There is give-and-take.

He gave up his favorite "scholar body" and got a purer "childish body", with nearly a thousand physical bodies in the glass cup, and in terms of realm killing, he was far from being comparable to yesterday.

If he climbed the Changling Tomb again, the mountain guards would never stop him again.

In this world, under the realm of Nirvana, it is impossible for anyone to fight against him anymore.

Such a "star monarch" has far exceeded the capacity and cognition of the two worlds for thousands of years. There has never been such a person who has been able to raise his own creation to such a "full" level in the Star Monarch realm...... Except for ghost cultivators, monks who take any way, when they go to Han Yue's step, they should all be nirvana!

Ning Yi let go of his hand, dissipated his strength, and re-grasped the hilt of his sword.

"What was that power just now?" He didn't rush out of his sword, and when he was talking, he regained momentum, the mountain character scroll was running in his body, Ning Yi was like a human body furnace, and the divinity in the divine pool was already overturned.

Han Yue is still in the posture of carrying his hands behind his back.

In her eyes, Ning Yi was like a volcano about to erupt at the moment, and the monstrous divinity was poured into the blade of the sword like a sea of rage...... Compared with Pei Min, it is still a little worse, the sword moves are limited, and when you really fight with the top powerhouses, there are too few sword styles that can be put on the table.

Han Yue said lightly: "The divinity is very strong, but there is always a power that can compete with it. For example, imperial power, and then ...... Willpower. ”

"Willingness?" Ning Yi's pupils shrank slightly, he recalled that when he had just collided and smashed the sword, he felt a wisp of mystery, the scarlet sword light, when it collided, there seemed to be thousands of yin spirits roaring, and a yin force swept through his spine, making his hair stand on end.

Is it willingness?

It's a bit like ...... But it's more like the ultimate "yin" that is completely opposed to pure yang!

Yin and Yang in the world are divided, there is pure yang, and naturally there is extreme yin!

"Three thousand avenues, the road to immortality, there are only a few. Han Yue seemed to be up, and said softly: "On both sides of the long river of cause and effect, life and death are reincarnated, and yin and yang flow. If you have been to Lingshan, you should know that the Bodhisattva of the Buddha Gate, the king of the earth, originally wanted to preach the Tao and chose to guard the hell and dispel the evil, but in fact, the great wish in his mouth was just to suppress the 'door of death' on the road to immortality. ”

“

In this world, there is the sun that shines on all living beings, and there is a long night that fills the sky. ”

"Who said that ghost cultivators can't stand in the sun?"

Speaking of this, the immature girl slowly opened her arms and made a gesture of embrace.

Under a hug -

The entire summit shattered and collapsed.

A black-shirted young sword cultivator, stepping on a flying sword, could sweep out the collapsed smoke and dust, extremely embarrassed.

Ning Yi's face was shocked, and he glanced down hurriedly, and found that the mountain where he was originally located had collapsed at this moment, completely crushed to the ground.

The Starlight Blocking Technique that he had painstakingly arranged was simply vulnerable.

Fortunately, when Han Yue raised his arm, the sword-wielding divine sense reminded Ning Yi, otherwise he would have collapsed along with that ancient mountain.

Ning Yi swept to the next mountain in an instant, before the talisman slipped from the cuffs, the White Bone Plain trembled wildly again, and he exerted his best to swim freely, and Ning Yi, who was miles away, instantly came out with a deafening roar in his ears, and it was another mountain, shattered between the understated wave of the black-shirted boy in the distance-

"Outrageous, isn't it?"

For the first time, Ning Yi had the illusion of questioning the truth.

His divine sense was raised to the extreme, and he landed on three or four small hills one after another, but whenever he turned around, the girl in black would inevitably hang two miles away, smiling at herself, and not seeing how to move, at most she flicked her fingers, waved her sleeves, or gently raised her feet in the air and fell, and one mountain after another exploded.

Looking back, the northern realm cave is blessed with a radius of ten miles, and under this wild bombardment, it is already a mess.

Ning Yi's black shirt was wet with cold sweat.

Is this really a magical power that can be unleashed in the Star Monarch realm?

It's much stronger than I expected!

What Extreme Star Monarch, it's bullshit, this is not a realm that can measure Han Yue's combat power at all!

The mountain guards, who were originally claimed to be comparable to Nirvana, in the realm of the Star Monarch, can they exert the combat power of "destroying the mountain with a snap of their fingers"?

No wonder the prince had to recuperate for three years, and only after the spirit of the heavenly capital was perfected did he launch the Eastern War, and with Han Yue alone, the Eastern Territory was already invincible!

Let's not talk about the immortal body provided by the glass cup for the ghost cultivators in the eastern realm.

If you are not bound by imperial power, who can fight with Han Yue on the battlefield?

Even if it was the three extreme star monarchs of the Great Sui back then, Qi Zhi, his senior sister, plus Jiang Taixu, plus the King of Chu Jiang, could they confront the "childish" in Han Yue's glass cup?

Ning Yi roared angrily, filled with divinity, turned back suddenly, held the sword in both hands, and slashed out a sword ray like opening the heavens and the earth, the three volumes of heavenly books were blessed, and they became one, and the cyan light like a trident burned violently.

This sword, falling from the dome, is like an ancient god holding a sword, ploughing from the earth—

"Pure Yang Qi, come!"

A wisp of green light that was so weak that it was invisible injected into the center of the eyebrows of the huge ancient god law, so the void giant that was dozens of feet old slowly opened his eyes, held the sword, and slashed out in unison with Ning Yi's movements-

Thundered.

The smile on Han Yue's face slowly retracted, she stared solemnly at this mighty sword, there was a hill between the two, the sword qi passed, and the entire mountain was crushed to the ground, under the mighty sword light, the black-shirted girl was as small as an ant.

The scorpion braid was blown apart, the hair rope was broken, and the long hair was thrown away.

Han Yue slowly stretched out a palm.

The scorching sword engulfed the child.

The sword qi crossed, and all living beings were destroyed-