This sword, the boy let go!

The meaning of letting go is to no longer control it, and follow the "sword"!

But I saw that the magic sword, which was originally surrounded by a black demonic aura, was through the realm that could no longer withstand the violent collapse of the power, through the firmament, and through the sky, it was hooked, swallowed, and connected with a certain aura outside the earth......

Whether it's a demon, an immortal, or an emperor, it doesn't matter if you are no longer at the peak of your cultivation, there is only one thing that remains the same, that is, if you want to burst out with the most extreme lethality, you can only "let it go"!

It's like when he was in Lop Nur, the blow of the stars, and the current him, can be described as an extreme explosion.

Now, although this sword will not have the power of the nine swords combined, in the realm of the six realms of the foundation, it seems to be gathering momentum crazily, and it can break through to the level of crossing the realm in a short time.

Elixir!

Only Jin Dan can fight with the Holy Venerable of the Kingdom of God in front of him!

Really!

The breath outside the earth, not only the breath of the stars, but also the breath of "free and ownerless", such as the breath of the monks in the primeval period, the breath of chaos, and the aura of the immortal continent, seem to be contained, fused, and transformed by some kind of power on the side of the earth......

Thundered!

The four magic swords and the huge holy shadow had dissipated, the realm had collapsed and shattered, and the long-haired old man and Xu Yun were both stepping on the top of Huashan Mountain, with different expressions.

The sword is still there, the magic sword!

In other words, this fifth magic sword at this moment is no longer created by the Heavenly Demon Lord's Heavenly Bottle, let alone something that Xu Yun can control, but has become an ownerless sword that is like a fake!

This is undoubtedly terrifying, the Saint Venerable figure's expression is moved, and the eternal fire is still rising in his hand, but his heart can't help but tremble, he already understands that the situation in front of him has changed, and it is no longer the kind that he can push and crush.

Why?!

Very simple!

In this person's cognition, even the Great Sage of the Kingdom of God who is above him may not be able to condense such "extraordinary" power, and the sword of the ownerless, if it is a great weapon wandering in the universe, how can it be Er'er?

This transcendental, extraordinary, what the West calls extraordinary.

And the eternal fire in his hand also seemed to sense something, flickering and jumping, no longer flashing with holy light, but a little dim......

"It must be a delusion!" The quasi-Saint Venerable roared, unwilling to face this fact.

The flickering momentum of the eternal fire in his hand suddenly stopped, and the shadow of a holy weapon that swallowed the breath of terrifying power appeared, and with a bang, it blasted directly towards this magic sword without any pause.

Xu Yun shook his head.

He didn't even bother to open his mouth, just because he knew that this sword could almost be said to be the most extreme killing power he could burst out at the moment, and Jindan Zhenjun might not be able to stop it!

And this quasi-saint figure is still unwilling to face it, and he still does not have the bloodline to resist, and it is obviously stupid to try to test this magic sword in a conservative way.

Choke!

Sou!

Sword groaning, sword roaring!

The terrifying magic sword aura slashed away with a bang, invincible and unstoppable, the old man's palms trembled, and the shadow of the holy weapon was directly annihilated.

Below Keith was terrified.

The power of the holy weapon derived from the Eternal Flame can't even block the blow of this magic sword?!

The young man stepped on the sky and listened to the wind, his hair was slightly messy, his eyes were cold, and he stood so dashing, as if he had no intention of fighting.

In fact, this magic sword is already his biggest bet, he can't kill this holy figure, let alone become the idol of everyone, I'm afraid he even has a slim chance of leaving Huashan.

In this case, why should he say anything more.

The magic sword is still gaining momentum, the crazy kind, it seems to devour all the power breath that is contained outside the earth, all kinds of forms, across the stars, across reincarnation, across the immortal continent......

Tempering, Fusion, Law, Throughput, Transcendental......

However, after more than a dozen breaths, this sword is weird, no longer a pure black aura, but in a treacherous form, hanging above the top of Mount Hua, giving people an indescribable sense of eternity, not just pure shock and coercion.

"Zhenjun?"

The quasi-Saint Venerable figure was shocked.

The people of the Kingdom of God are naturally no strangers to cultivating immortals, and those in the Jindan Great Realm are already in the City of God, and they already have a certain weight, after all, they are those who can open up the cave and cross the universe, which is extraordinary.

The word Zhenjun fell, and Keith's face was like ashes!

St. John's heart pounded like a hammer, and when he looked at the young man in the void, he was not only in awe, but also in a sense of real fear and insignificance.

What does the true monarch mean, how can this son of light of the Vatican not know......

"What? Jindan Zhenjun? ”

There are many Eastern and Western warriors below, as if listening to the oracle of heaven, one by one is dumbfounded.

Jindan Zhenjun is already a mythical existence, even in the only books of the East and the West, it is also an existence that is unbearable and cold, and it cannot be summed up by the word "true god".

Everyone was confused, not knowing what the situation was, after all, these two words were said by the old man of the Divine Kingdom, and it could not be unintentional words, but in the face of Xu Qingqiong, an oriental demonic figure, it was extremely difficult for them to accept the concept of Jindan Zhenjun for a while.

Boom!

A sword radiates, the clouds swing for ten miles, the city rises, and the emperor appears!

Idol!

In the vast and surging breath of the clouds, hazy, a fairy mang rushed into the sky, like the rising sun spraying a thin sea of clouds, and a figure exuding the ancient atmosphere appeared above the clouds of Huashan.

Emperor robe hunting, immortal power Zhenyu, slowly emerging at the same time, this piece of heaven and earth, has lost its reference, looking up, it seems to be no different from ordinary people, but the endless majesty and majesty, compared with Huashan, is like a small hill.

"This Heavenly Emperor came from the Immortal Desolate Immortal Tablet Forest, and I heard that all living beings like idolatry, but I don't know that this emperor is now, so you are willing to kneel."

The emperor's voice was mighty, and the magic sword seemed to have become a summoning thing, and there was no more "hideous", and Xu Yun above the void was smiling.

A hint of sarcasm!

If the real Immortal Tablet Lin Emperor body appears, this matriarchal star may have already become a powder, even if it is a vast immortal continent, it is also an emperor body that cannot withstand the unrestrained aura, Lu Shen is just a trivial matter, and annihilation is not impossible.

That's the pinnacle of the tribulation above the Merge Road!

"Hugh has to bewitch the people! Jindan Zhenjun, this saint is not ignorant, it is that this saint underestimates you Xu Qingqiong, but he must not be so unpopular in his eyes, and he wants the people of my kingdom to regard you as an idol Venerable, dreaming! ”

The quasi-saint venerable shouted, and with a word, his breath penetrated and blasted away, wanting to shake and disintegrate the Dao Emperor body.

The immortal desolation, just like the supreme immortal city that was established by the world, even if the self-superiority of the Holy Clan of the City of God is bursting, it is just an appearance, it is just self-entertainment, where would you believe that the immortal desolate emperor body will really appear, it is just a crude and shameless "imitation......

At this moment, Keith had a complicated mind, his eyes couldn't take his eyes off, his palms were sweating, and he only hoped that the words of the Quasi-Saint Venerable were true, if not, he would not be able to accept this result......

Voiceless!

No interest!

Like a drizzle of moisture, like a mud cow entering the sea, the breath of the Holy Venerable of the Divine Kingdom, under the anger and shock, almost used eighty percent of the power, one blow was like a nuclear explosion, but it could hit the emperor shadow, and the magic sword was just trembling slightly, and there was no trace.

Even the remnants of the breath did not fluctuate in the slightest......

Terrible!

The quasi-saint figure was completely panicked!

All the pride of this Divine Realm Saint Venerable, all the downlook mentality, all collapsed and shattered at this moment.

He even began to believe that this was not an "imitation" at all, but an "idol" like a fake!

But this kind of character, whether it is a bloodline family, a thousand-year-old Taoism, a family glory, the dignity of the city of God, all of this, how can he be allowed to give birth to such a wavering thought?

"Kill!"

The roaring rage resumed, and a bloodline giant suddenly bloomed around this person, and with the idea of recklessness, he almost burned out his own bloodline power, triggering a blow of the Divine Kingdom Saint Venerable's extreme power!

This blow contains too much of this person's emotions.

Surprised, angry, unacceptable, stunned, humiliated......

Void, city!

The outline of the City of God, under the extreme impetus of this person's burning blood power, actually appeared above the clouds, advancing and oppressing towards the Dao Emperor's body.

Deadly Blow!

This man knew that as long as his heart was shaken again, it might be difficult to press this blow.

People with the status of Saint Venerable, in their own blood, have already integrated into the power of a certain ruling class of the City of God, called the Imperial City Divine Power, only when the City of God is attacked or in danger of destruction, this kind of divine power will be detonated in the hands of high-ranking people, which can be called a life-sacrificing blow.

The fact is also the same, he was originally a saint-honored figure of the City of God, carrying the glorious mission of the City of God, if he regarded the Dao Emperor as an idol, wouldn't he slap himself in the face and bury the holy power of the Kingdom of God with his own hands?!

This is more difficult for the old man to accept than the fall.

"I see!"

The young man's eyes were still cold, but he couldn't help but nod slightly.

This blow is very decent!

But that's all, the magic sword is not under his control, this blow has the power of Jindan Zhenjun, but in the face of the magic sword that has been gaining momentum for a long time, it is too late to face his immortal stele forest fake body.

It is true that the blow of this Divine Kingdom Holy Venerable may be dangerous even for Pei Ju to face, but this has to be done with the full efforts of both sides......

Thundered!

The magic sword trembled, but there was no breath surging, but the body of the emperor was a wave of his robe, like swallowing thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, stirring, not only the spiritual energy fluctuations in this area of Huashan, but the various forms of breath outside the earth, all of which were affected.

"This emperor is an idol lured by your heart, and if you are disrespectful, you should be punished!"

The emperor's voice is strong, the sleeve robe moves, the breath roars, the heaven and the earth are slaughtered, surging wildly, the Huashan earthquake, the cliff peels off, the sky opens straight to the heavenly river, there is a fairy light flashing, a real shock to the immortal traveler!

On Mount Hua, countless Eastern and Western warriors are extraordinary, prostrate and kneeling, crying, I don't know how many, I can't tell whether it is frightened or shocked or what emotion is......

Keys's gaze dimmed, and his voice was barely audible.

"I didn't expect that there would be such a character in the homeland of God, and I won't be ......unjust if I die."

"What?" St. John's soul trembled, and it was difficult to accept this, this was not as simple as defeating the battle, but even his spiritual home, the kingdom of God, seemed to be overridden by this person, this ......

At the very least, Xu Qingqiong already has the power of the Holy Venerable of the Divine Kingdom at this moment, which at the beginning, Saint John couldn't even imagine being killed.

There are many things he can't think of, such as a blow to the emperor's sleeve robe!

In less than three breaths, the bloodline breath was detonated by the Holy Venerable figures, but it was there that even the traveling immortals were alarmed, and the emperor's body that opened the heavenly river in the sky was hit, and the water splash couldn't do anything, and it disappeared!

The heavens and the earth are surging, roaring and roaring, and the intention of killing is shrouded for many miles, approaching the sky!

A figure knelt down, I don't know if it was the original intention, or if it was shocking and kneeling!

Long hair is like snow, no longer flowing, but vicissitudes of life.

The quasi-saint figure, kneeling, his face is like ashes, his eyes are fluttering, only endless confusion remains!

Without any hesitation, the young man wanted to sense the magic sword, but the magic sword had already moved and slashed down with a sword......

On the top of Huashan, sprinkled with holy blood, except for St. John, it was Keith, all of them fell to their knees, not daring to look directly.

Idols, god-killing idols!

The boy nodded slightly.

No matter what kind of mentality St. John is, if he doesn't kneel today, one day, when he steps on the kingdom of God, then he can see the wonderful expression of this son of light to the greatest extent, very good!

As soon as the magic sword was collected, the emperor's body rumbled away, and the young man landed, and with every step, Huashan was shocked.

How could Huashan be shocked, it was just the surrender of all the warriors present in the East and the West.

There was a prostrate person at his feet, but the young man didn't take a second look, his eyes fell in the direction of Yanjing......

He loves this homeland of his mother country, but the center of this homeland, do you respect him?