The young man stepped into the air, slowly falling, standing with his back to his back, his hair flying, no sword!

Sun Miao and the others glanced at each other, feeling a little surprised, but also nodding their heads uncontrollably, thinking deeply.

I deeply believe that although the young man has gained momentum, the faint bronze mang's divine pattern flickering is to verify Sun Miao's previous conjecture and enter the realm of foundation building!

Unexpectedly, such a vicious battle, which can even be said to be a battle to the death, this son has no immortal soldiers to hold, and it doesn't seem to be what Huang Wangwei said, this son has the help of a master.

As for Xu Yunzhi's youthful appearance, in the eyes of Sun Miao and Bai Li, it is not unusual.

Whether it is this soldier saint or the demon god of the demon clan, if they are willing to consume some energy and breath, they can also reshape their bodies and restore their middle-aged and even young appearance.

Obviously, in the eyes of these two scattered immortal giants, Xu Qingqiong was already qualified to stand side by side with them.

Strength aside, this courage to die is indeed not easy!

Huang Wangwu stood there, the sword was unsheathed, not only with the power of the "high-dimensional" overlook of sword cultivation, but also with the demeanor of a prince and a prince.

In short, this is a powerful self-confidence embodiment of the Void Desolate Star Sword Cultivation, and it can't be faked!

Building the foundation of the great realm, there is still a difference between the small realm, and the sword of forgetting worries on his body is one of the famous immortal soldiers of the Empty Desolate Star, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is arrogant to suppress the immortal earth, this immortal dojo, Xu Qingqiong, maybe he is the cultivation of the Chinese country of the earth, and in front of him, it is definitely just the soul of a sword.

This person didn't even ask anything more, after all, his son Huang Gu's cultivation is not low, but he also fell into the hands of this young man, so he must have something special.

"You are Xu Qingqiong?" Huang Wangwu asked indifferently.

Xu Yun stood with his hands behind his back and nodded.

"Good!"

As soon as the good words fell, the sword of forgetting worries was already out of its sheath.

There is no flickering sword, there is no vast sword power, only a simple and vast breath is flowing, like a mountain stream, which seems to flow in your ears, if you close your eyes and imagine, you can even feel the clarity of the mountain stream.

This is the mood!

There are different means of killing, artistic conception, and of course, it is also divided into high and low.

Sun Miao, Bai Li and the others were already amazed, sighed in their hearts, and took a few steps back.

The more this almost tranquil artistic conception, the more invisible.

It's like time passes, like the years are silent, you can't even feel the lock of the sword intent, but once you fall into it, maybe in the next second, a blood line will appear in your throat......

This kind of artistic conception, in a sense, has a different path to the same end than Xu Yun's sword of slashing immortals.

It's also locked, but it's just that the sword of the immortal is furious, and the sword of forgetting worries is quiet.

Cutting the immortal sword, what you feel is the cold tip of the sword against the eyebrows, few people can do it without moving, moving, chaos, chaos, there is no escape.

Forget the worries of the sword, from this point of view, it seems to go to the next level, when you feel that sense of tranquility, the sword qi lock has been formed, the sword prison!

This is where the real killing machine of the Forget Worry Sword lies, it has never missed, and it is not an empty talk.

And Huang Wang's cultivation is victorious, the famous immortal soldier is in hand, and it is a fake sword cultivation, the sword is out of the sheath, Xu Yun has already sensed the sense of "flow".

But if it was Sun Miaobai and the others, they would definitely be unbearable at this moment, or they would try to get rid of it with a big spell, or they would use their skills and retreat violently.

Xu Yun didn't!

He is the Heavenly Emperor of the Immortal Desolation, and no one can crush him in front of him with such a high-latitude posture, unless it is those people on the mountain......

The young man did not move, and Huang Wang's eyes were slightly sluggish.

Obviously, Huang Wangwu was shocked.

Forget the worries of a sword, the sword is out of the sheath, if the general sword intent of the law will inevitably "flow", such as through the years.

Time urges people to grow old, and years can also urge people to die!

This immortal soldier obviously has the foundation of the law of reincarnation, which is also the true essence of the Forget Worry Sword.

Xu Qingqiong did not move, there were only two possibilities.

Either they see through it, or they accept their fate, and they have the mentality of going to death.

Huang Wang's mood fluctuated for a while, and the "flow" of sword intent became even more powerful, and he whispered, Gu'er, avenge your father now!

The sword body moved, the breath was strong, the rage was incomparable, the meaning of the clear spring flowing in the mountains, and the sudden trend of a giant waterfall falling from the sky.

In the same way, it is the sword intent to create a "prison", as if the magic power of the years comes out, the speed is up to him, and the person who has the magic power of the years will either die of old age slowly, or accelerate aging, at this moment, it is obviously the latter.

And the reason why Huang Wang's mood fluctuations stopped was because he was no exception, like Sun Miao and others, who thought that Xu Qingqiong was standing with his hands behind his back with his face unmoved, obviously accepting the ending of dying.

"But Erl!"

Not far away, Bai Li shook his head and said what he was thinking.

It was the first time he saw this Chinese teenager, he thought he was a young hero, he was cultivating the true demon, and he was expecting this to be a vicious battle, but he didn't expect that this Xu Qingqiong would appear like this, just to die, of course, it was inevitable to be disappointed.

What's more, this demon god Bai Li is biased towards Xu Qingqiong, and there is a master behind him, and the reason why Xu Qingqiong came to die is very likely to lose the car to protect the handsome!

But the boy moved.

From the moment he stepped into the sky, he just nodded his head, didn't say a word, and stood with his hands behind his back like this, and this was the first time that there had been a change.

The big battles between the monks are nothing more than several, either the breath is bombarded, or the magic weapon of the immortal war is exhausted, or the heavy weapon of defense, or the weapon of attack and killing, Huang Wangwu's sword is obviously a little unexpected by Xu Yun.

Rare!

Dangerous!

If he hadn't broken through to the foundation building realm in the battle of the Holy Mountain of Japan, and at this moment, without Cui Dongshan and Pei Yu by his side, he knew that he had no chance of winning.

Of course he knows the law of reincarnation, but if he doesn't build the foundation, he can't control it at all, knowing and controlling are two different things!

The fact is also the same, if he hadn't entered the realm of foundation building, the moment Huang Wangwu took out the sword, he would inevitably break the boat, even if he fell, he would fight back, and he would definitely not be so "nested".

But the current situation is far from what Sun Miaobai and even Huang Wangwu think.

He once told Pei Ju that I entered the realm of foundation building, and I entered the realm of foundation building, and you entered the realm of foundation building, which is not the same day!

The years urge people to grow old, but it is just one of the laws, and it is just a pure breath of reincarnation, how can it create a "prison"? How can you kill him Xu Qingqiong?!

The magic power of the years, after all, is just a magical power, not the real sense of the years, and he Xu Qingqiong, in a sense, is the immortal emperor!

He is above the real years, and he does not enter reincarnation, not to mention the pseudo-age artistic conception triggered by the sword in front of him.

Suddenly, the young man's eyes were cold, but he allowed the stars, strolling forward, in Huang Wangwu's eyes, the young man was going against the current, which undoubtedly confirmed his conjecture.

To die!

Huang Wangwu sighed lightly, and even crushed the high-latitude sword cultivation to overlook the demeanor, showing it vividly.

He said: "If it weren't for Gu'er's tragic death in your hands, with your natural character, you may not be able to enter my eyes, it's a pity." ”

It's a pity, no one thinks it's hypocritical, at least Sun Miaobaili and others empathize, after all, in their eyes, Huang Wangwu has the qualifications and ability to speak.

The young man is still walking slowly, his pace is steady, and he has the bottom in his heart, but he doesn't dare to underestimate the enemy too much, after all, he can break through this magic power of the years, but it is at the level of artistic conception, and the opponent's essential cultivation strength is still above himself, and a vicious battle is inevitable.

Five steps later, Huang Wang's face sank.

The young man is still the same young man, in front of the flow of the law, the ordinary monk took the first five steps, maybe he has turned into a pile of rotten bones, not to mention that Xu Qingqiong is still so leisurely at the moment.

"Impossible!"

Huang Wang's heart trembled, and his face was full of incredulity.

Sun Miao and Bai Li had also sensed that something was wrong, but the supernatural powers of the years were beyond their cognition, and they could only stop there at the moment.

"Haha, Xu Qingqiong, there is really a powerful person behind you, who can ignore my immortal soldier law and magical powers, or not, the revenge of killing the son deserves blood!"

For some reason, Huang Wangxian swept away the incredulity on his face, smiled with relief, and moved the sword again.

In an instant, the sword body was attached to a layer of frost and snow sword, the sword suddenly stretched, the entire space was suddenly cold, the ground extended away, frost and snow froze, it was an ice supernatural power, and it was triggered by the sword, which was not inferior to the law supernatural power.

In the blink of an eye, Xu Yun seemed to have no escape, the whole person had begun to show signs of ice, his palms, his face, and even his eyelashes all showed traces of frost and snow, but it was just a few breaths, in the eyes of Sun Miao and others, the young man had been frozen, inside and out, and the ice was no less than three feet!

And even if Sun Miao and the others retreated in advance, they still felt the terrifying freezing aura irresistibly, like falling into the Nine Hidden Ice Cellars.

Forget your worries and never miss a sword!

If the law of the supernatural powers of the years that was triggered before does not count......

"It's over!"

Sun Miao stepped forward and bowed slightly, obviously suspected of flattering, Bai took a step back, observing his words and expressions, and also took a step forward, with a face full of respect.

More than 100 soldiers and demon clans scattered immortal figures, shouted in unison, respecting Huang and forgetting about this sword cultivator, like a true god in the immortal dojo.

In a sense, for Huang Wangwu, the sword cultivator, and for the former winner of the immortal god war, it is undeniable that there is a real awe of worship, such as a fake exchange.

Xu Qingqiong is like the sun in the sky, the first war of the French islands is vivid, and the first war of Japan can be called a god, but so what, in front of Huang Wangwu, a sword is just a sword.

Sun Miao is a cautious person, she has always been polite when she went to see Xu Yun several times, and now she also feels that there is no need to be cautious.

He said: "Cultivating the truth, geniuses have sprung up, but in front of a truly strong person like Huang Daoyou, it is just a humiliation, at the cost of his life, which can be described as miserable. ”

These words are extremely beautiful, not only trampling on Xu Yun, but also showing no trace to raise Huang Wang's worries, Bai Li and others comprehended, and did not forget to flatter, everyone applauded and flattered, it seems that it has reached the juncture of Huang Wang's worries.

After all, those who have successfully ascended, even if there is only a trace of enlightenment, for them, the old demon characters who are eager to cross the tribulation and ascend for the second time, it is like listening to the oracle.

No one would be disgusted with the words of the slapper, Huang Wangwu was no exception, and it was a great revenge, but just at this moment, when Jian Xiu wanted to open his mouth to lighten something, the frost and snow-covered front, the "popsicle", suddenly began to show signs of cracking.

The audience was stunned!

"Slash!"

The young man broke through the ice and coldly spit out a word, this sword has once shined in the sea of stars.

Not the pinnacle of combat power, but with the power of the Emperor of Heaven.

Just like the power of the fairy world, there is probably a natal sword and the word natal word, this sword is a sword of destiny that he has cut out with the power of building a foundation since he turned into a mortal.

Thundered!

The Immortal Dojo is vast, but it suddenly changes color, and the heavens and the earth change color!

This sword, under the fury, slashed out a chaotic void, shocking everyone's hearts, and the spiritual mountain wall in the depths of the dojo, one of which stood thousands of feet, was actually the first time in thousands of years that there were signs of trembling.

The monkey who watched the stars, the sun and the moon exploded in his heart!