Zhou Haosheng's gaze was condensed: "The Sword of Time...... You are the descendant of the Ascending Spirit Son?!"

When the Great Xuan Dynasty was founded in the past, King Taizu Xuanwen had great achievements and suppressed the Emperor Jihai, and at the same time, there were people who worked with him to lay down the future Great Xuan Dynasty. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

At that time, King Xuanwen was commensurate with these senior brothers, and the Ascending Spirit Son was one of them.

Later, the Great Xuan Dynasty was established in the world of the Huangjihai, King Xuanwen founded the country and became king, but Shenglingzi and others did not stay, but disappeared without a trace.

This leaves many speculations for future generations, such as the possibility of hiding the bow of the bird, killing the hero, and so on.

But looking at today's appearance, Zhou Haosheng knew that everyone had guessed wrong before.

The Shenglingzi lineage really didn't care about the ruling power of Huang Jihai, and the Great Xuan Dynasty retired after the founding of the country.

Now that the situation in the Great Xuan Dynasty is unstable, they have reappeared to help.

The person in front of him looked young, but his age was probably higher than that of him Zhou Haosheng and King Xuanmu, and his cultivation had reached the sevenfold realm of the Martial Saint, and he had already set foot on the Immortal Bridge.

Walking towards the main altar of the Dark Sect in the opposite direction, step by step, it was as if stepping on an invisible bridge, getting higher and higher.

The so-called "high" is not simply a spatial distance above the main altar of the Dark Sect, but as if stepping into a higher level, overlooking Zhou Haosheng and the others below.

Zhou Haosheng's expression was serious, and he became one with the power of the great array, like an abyss of a thousand darkness, bearing the impact of the water-like sword light falling like a waterfall above.

Devouring the darkness that encompasses all things, but at this moment it resists everything outside.

The sword light that fell like a waterfall hit the darkness, and it shattered and bounced, scattered, and disappeared.

It's like real water crashing against the black rocks below, splashing with water.

The "young man" in the sky above glanced down at the main altar of the Dark Sect, nodded slowly, the vicissitudes of life in his eyes were even stronger, and his facial features seemed to be a little younger.

He had an extra sword in his hand, rusty and rotten, as if it might break by itself at any moment.

But as he swung his sword, the sword light, like water, became more erratic.

The speed of time in the heaven and earth contaminated by the sword light seemed to become faster and slower, forming a distorted force.

It was like a solidified darkness, and under such a sword light attack, it was gradually opened, as if a drop of water pierced through a stone.

Zhou Haosheng's robe, dense black light spells have been practiced, forming a black light curtain, which is inseparable from his own martial arts fist intent.

But Zhou Haosheng was in a heavy mood at the moment.

On weekdays, relying on the original Dark Flood Desolate Formation, he can still fight with his opponent, but now that the Sun and Moon Sacrifice is being carried out, and secondly, King Xuanmu is attacking, Zhou Haosheng suddenly felt a huge pressure.

The other strong people of the Dark Sect who were still in the main altar came to help in the battle, but the Great Xuan Dynasty was also as strong as a cloud.

Zhou Haosheng even found that in addition to the powerhouses of the Martial Saint Sevenfold, there were also other top players of the Ascending Spirit Son lineage to help.

The situation faced by the Dark Sect was suddenly extremely bad, and the original Dark Flood Desolation Array was about to be breached.

A terrifying spear blade poked out of the void, and where the spear blade reached, the void cracked directly.

The sharp edge burned a little bit of blazing flames, and the flames fell, and the heaven and earth in the corner of the Emperor Sea in the upper realm of this realm seemed to be burned down, leaving a blank.

King Xuanmu was expressionless, and with the mastery of the Five Flames True Skill and the Seven Fowl Treasure Spear, he urged the spear in his hand to kill towards the main altar of the Dark Sect.

"Xuanwang Spear!" Seeing that spear, Zhou Haosheng paid more attention to it than King Xuanmu himself, who saw the sixfold martial saint and saw the late realm of the gods.

However, he had already been drained of all his energy by the Streamer Sword above, and at this moment he was powerless to resist this terrifying shot.

In the main altar of the Dark Sect, there were other powerhouses of the Dark Sect to meet them, but in the face of the spear of the Xuan King's spear, they were powerless to resist.

At this moment, King Xuanmu, who had the spear in his hand, was no weaker than the warrior who wielded the Streamer Sword of Time.

The terrifying spear blade has finally broken through the original dark flood array!

It was as if after night, when dawn broke, and the light returned to the earth, and the blazing fire instantly illuminated the city and half of the cliffs.

Zhou Haosheng's face sank like water, his palms slowly closed, and then he suddenly pressed a point to both sides.

The pitch-black canopy seemed to be torn apart, bursting with a strong light that had never been seen before, even obscuring the raging fire and the streamer of time.

The darkness is light, the darkness is extreme, giving birth to an incomparably pure, incomparably dazzling brilliance.

Although fleeting, it is gorgeous.

The bright light turned into a terrifying sword light and slashed towards King Xuanmu.

King Xuanmu calmly withdrew the Xuanwang Spear in his hand, and swept across the sky, blocking Zhou Haosheng's terrifying Dark Pole Huaguang Knife.

The two sides collided, the sky lit up white, the rain of fire and light scattered downwards together, the sea below was shattered, and the sea water evaporated almost completely.

But in the vast white light, the seemingly unhurried time streamer sword slashed at Zhou Haosheng again.

Zhou Haosheng responded calmly, intertwined light and dark, and interpreted the artistic conception of obscure changes, and the bright sword light turned into darkness in an instant, rolling up like water sword light.

However, between the speed and slow changes of the sword light, he suddenly avoided Zhou Haosheng's defense and attacked in another direction.

Zhou Haosheng screamed badly, and woke up to the fact that the other party was attacking the west.

He wanted to change his moves, but King Xuanmu attacked again with King Xuan's spear.

Between the left and right, Zhou Haosheng was difficult to take care of, and he saw the sword light like a long river of time, slashing above the dark sun and moon above his head!

Rolled by the sword light, the dark sun and the blue full moon fell from the top of Zhou Haosheng's head together, turned into streamers, and fell into the distance entangled.

In the unique and strange space formed by the intertwining of the dark sun and the cold moon, this moment is also turned upside down.

Yan Zhaoge was in it, stabilizing his body, but he didn't want to experience the same feeling as a roller coaster just now.

Looking at the dark sun and the cold moon that began to rise and fall in front of him, and feeling the interruption of the connection between this space and the original dark flood desolation array in the outside world, Yan Zhao Ge let out a long breath of turbidity, and his eyes began to sharpen: "Although it is different from what I expected, there is still a way to think about it." ”

And at the same time, a majestic sword light flew from the distant sky, magnificent and majestic.

King Xuanmu's eyes lit slightly: "Beihai Sword Pavilion? ”

The sword light was terrifying, and the target was the swordsman who was attacking the main altar of the Dark Sect.

The sword lights of the two sides exchanged swords in mid-air, setting off a storm of thousands of miles and sweeping in all directions.

Zhou Haosheng's pressure was relaxed, and he hurriedly blocked King Xuanmu and King Xuan's gun.

In the camps of both sides, several figures rushed out of each side, and quickly chased in the direction of the fall of the dark sun and the moon.

In the other direction, there is also a light lit up, and the target is also pointing to the dark sun and the moon.

Between the ups and downs of the light, it seems that the sun and the moon alternate, which is clearly the inheritance of the Sun and Moon Sect of the Bright Sect.

Although he was shrouded by the dark sun and the moon, but the other party was close, Yan Zhaoge still immediately sensed: "The people of the Bright Sect are ......" (to be continued.) )