"The demon clan invades, and we and the other terrans should fight bravely to kill the enemy, and we will never compromise!"

Outside the city of Fearless, a deep voice rang out in all directions.

Hearing this sound, a wild roar erupted in the phalanx outside the city, and the sound of rushing into the sky shook the wind and surged towards the front.

Nearly 10,000 sword cultivators also burst out of their own sword qi, and one after another sword qi flew out, and the ocean-like sword qi was vented, intimidating all directions.

The monks who can go out of the city and fight are all qi practitioners who have crossed the five-story building, and the military formations below are all martial artists who have stepped into the three realms, this is the real army of monks, when such an army is gathered, it is difficult for Su Ming to imagine what kind of power will burst out.

The figure standing in front of the army was a sword immortal, holding a sword in his hand, and the vast sword intent was floating out of his body little by little, filling this heaven and earth.

This may have been a picture countless years ago, he had never heard of such a great battle breaking out in Dreadnought City, a battle between the two clans, it has nothing to do with right or wrong, only life and death.

In those years, what happened, future generations have no way of knowing, spanning countless times, everything is buried in the long river of years, but today Su Ming witnessed these pictures by mistake.

These were all the remaining images of the sword soul owner, and Su Ming could feel that the sword immortal standing in front of him had the same aura as the sword seal.

The sword mark should have been left by this one.

So, this one has fallen?

Su Ming didn't know the result, but at this time, he could only silently watch from the sidelines.

Boom!

A sword roared, the loud sword sound went straight to the sky, cracks appeared in the white sea above the sky, the long sword was unsheathed, and above the sky, a majestic and majestic heavenly palace appeared in the canopy under the white sea, and the incomparable coercion emanated.

"Kill!"

With a roar, the sword immortal man led by him stepped forward with his sword, opened the way with a sword, and the extremely powerful sword momentum forcibly opened up a death channel.

The army behind him immediately charged, surging past Su Ming's side like a tidal wave, killing the huge enemy formation in front of him.

Nearly 10,000 sword immortals also swayed their sword qi and fought away.

In an instant, flesh and blood flew, people and demons continued to fight together, casualties continued to expand, there was no night in the white sea, the battle continued, this was a battle between the two clans, the battle lasted for three whole days, the whole heaven and earth, as far as the eye could see, corpses were all over the field, blood stained the ground, scarlet blood was permeated, and the sky and the earth were full of blood red.

This is an incomparably tragic war, different from the war between the two countries, the same race, after all, it will not be ruthless, but in the war of races, there is no mercy between demons and people, either you die or I die, there is almost no coexistence between the two, both sides are full of the most primitive killing intent, and life is constantly disappearing here.

The demon beasts continued to charge and bite, countless flesh and blood were devoured, majestic demonic qi continued to burst out, and countless rays of light flowed, killing a famous martial artist and monk.

Above the sky, the dazzling sword light suddenly appeared, turning into thousands of sword qi, shooting in all directions, piercing through countless demon clan's soldiers and demon beasts.

On this battlefield, the lethality of nearly 10,000 sword cultivators was the most terrifying, and countless demon beasts and demon clans all fell under this vast sword light.

It's just that as the battle continued, there were also sword cultivators who fell into the sky, and in three days, thousands of corpses fell from the sky, and countless broken natal flying swords were sprinkled on this bloody battlefield, and the broken long swords also fell down, shocking.

The top battlefield between the two clans is the closest to the White Sea, the sword immortal man led by him swung his sword and slashed, the terrifying power is not at all something that ordinary demon clan powerhouses can compete with, and the sword qi is like rain, with the breath of death.

However, there are also strong people among the demon clans, and the three emperor figures standing proudly at the back stepped out together, and the heaven and earth aura from all directions continued to converge and kill towards the man.

Below the two, hundreds of powerhouses above the sky were also fighting for life and death, and the terrifying aura fluctuations were not inferior to the battlefield below.

Looking at such a big battle, even Su Ming felt his blood boiling, the battle lasted for seven days, and those god-like figures in the sky also fell a lot, even the power that crossed the fifteenth floor would eventually fall, and many extremely powerful sword immortals also fell into the sky.

After seven days of fighting, a sudden rain of blood fell on the sky, and countless crystal clear petals fell together.

Heaven and earth are sad, and the avenue is falling.

Su Ming had heard that whenever a saint fell, such a scene would appear in heaven and earth.

When the saint fell, the two clans finally chose to retreat, but on the endless wasteland, it was a mess, and the red and fresh flesh covered the originally dark red land, as if helping this land to paint a new layer of color.

Su Ming couldn't count, he couldn't even guess, he couldn't imagine how many corpses had fallen here, he only saw that the blood had really become a river, and he could see a blood-colored puddle in different places. The earth that was scratched by the sword marks was all covered with blood, and the fragments of the broken magic weapons were also scattered all over the ground, and all the eyes between the heavens and the earth were the most dazzling blood.

Looking at the blood red in his eyes, Su Ming fell into silence, in the time he traveled, across many places in Qingzhou, he had also seen many armies fighting, and the battlefield of 10,000 people was enough to make people palpitate, but those were just ordinary people, but now those who died in this battlefield were all monks who crossed the five-story building and martial artists above the three realms.

He grew up in Dreadnought City, so he naturally heard that the demon clan outside the city was their big enemy, but hearing many things and seeing them were two different things

"Is this a battle between the two clans?"

Su Ming whispered silently in his heart, but at this moment, he thought that the current Fearless City seemed to be experiencing such a big battle, the white sea was raining, he had seen the mighty demon army, countless demon beasts covering the sky, and he began to worry about the uncle and Pei Qingyu who were still in Fearless City.

The picture was frozen on this battlefield, Su Ming looked at the sky a little blankly, and he walked towards the familiar Dreadnought City.

Walking into the city, a voice rang in his ears.

"This is the battle between the two races, the demon clan of the wild world wants to enter my god desolate world, for tens of thousands of years, this is a dead knot that cannot be resolved. An illusory figure appeared beside Su Ming, and his voice was extremely low.

Suddenly shocked, Su Ming never thought that someone would appear beside him, this is too unbelievable.

He vaguely felt a familiar feeling at this figure, and then he couldn't help but exclaim, "It's you!"

This figure gave him the feeling of being like the sword-wielding figure he had seen in the battle before, and his sword that opened the sky made him unforgettable.

The illusory shadow looked at the world in front of him, he shook his head and sighed, "I never thought that the world would become like this after 10,000 years, in my time, there was no such hatred between the two worlds. ”

"Senior, why do the demon clans of the wild world have to step into the god of the wild world?" Su Mingren couldn't sit still and asked this doubt in his heart.

The illusory shadow said softly: "Because of the Heavenly Dao Order, the Heavenly Dao Order of the Wild World is crumbling little by little, and for countless years, with the collapse of little by little, the Great Dao is broken, and the strong people of the Wild World have no hope of the supreme emperor realm, and if they want to take the previous step, they must step into the Divine Desolation." ”

Su Ming looked at the illusory shadow blankly, he couldn't understand what the shadow said.

"This battle was fought eight thousand years ago, and the sword soul you touched was left by the Heavenly Palace Sword Immortal at that time, and it is precisely because of this that you can see these images with your own eyes. The illusory figure whispered.

"Senior, did that one lose?"

Su Ming thought of that sword soul, Pei Yu said that only after the fall of a Saint Realm sword immortal would the inheritance of a body be left behind and condensed into a sword soul.

"It's not about winning and losing. ”

"Although the army of the barbarian world was repulsed, but the god desolate world also suffered heavy losses, countless strong people fell, countless Dao systems fell silent, this Heavenly Palace Sword also finally fell and sat down, and this sword soul also circulated several times, and finally buried in the depths of this bamboo forest. The illusory shadow sighed.

"Senior, are you now..."Looking at this illusory shadow, Su Ming asked with a somewhat solemn expression.

"It's just one obsession. ”

Su Ming didn't hide his thoughts, and said bluntly: "Senior, I'm here for this sword soul. ”

The illusory shadow said: "I know, but this inheritance is not suitable for you, if you want it, then take it all together, but you have seen my battle of enlightenment, and you should have also seen my sword, Cold Light Kill." ”

"Yes. Su Ming nodded.

The horror of that sword he could not describe in words.

"Little guy, that's the Seven Killing Sword of Inheritance and Heaven and Earth, the Cold Light Killing, one of the Seven Killing Swords of the Great Dao, I'm dead, I didn't pass it on back then, now that you can see me and be able to come here, this is fate, and this inheritance will be passed on by you. ”

The illusory shadow gently poked out his finger and pointed at Su Ming's eyebrows, and a legacy disappeared into Su Ming's eyebrows.

"After 10,000 years of waiting, it has finally come to an end. ”

Seeing that this sword killing was passed on, this illusory obsession finally nodded with satisfaction, and the illusory figure dissipated little by little between this heaven and earth.

Su Ming opened his eyes, he felt a little aura in his eyebrows, and couldn't help but be a little dazed, he never thought that he had inherited the inheritance of that senior.

Lowering his head and holding the sword seal, Su Ming could also feel the power fluctuations within this sword soul, which should be the inheritance sword soul of the Heavenly Palace Sword.