The sword was about the width of a palm, but it was two meters and five meters long, longer than Tang Tian's height, the sword body was straight, there was no gauntlet, and the rich black flame flowed along the sword body.

Tang Tian, who was covered in black flames, stood with his sword in his hand. His aura became completely different, violent and cold.

Meng Wei's sword was trembling, and the blood in her body was almost solidifying.

The constellation bloodline is formed and evolved under the long-term infiltration of the power of the constellation. This also allows the bloodline and the constellation to communicate. Bloodline summoning, just like the martial soul of a secret treasure burning. The difference is that the burning of the martial soul of the secret treasure will make the secret treasure disappear, and the bloodline summoning will also cause great damage, but if it can be carried hard, there is a certain chance that it can make people transform.

The bloodline in Meng Wei's body is very complete, and the communication between her and Cetus is far easier than that of ordinary martial artists.

But in the same way, she is also more sensitive to changes in the power of the constellations.

When Tang Tian was covered in black flames, the star power of Cetus increased dramatically, as if he wanted to suppress the black flames in Tang Tian's body. But when Tang Tian drew the sword from the void, the star power cast by the whale constellation quickly decreased, and it seemed to feel that it could not win.

Even if the bloodline is summoned, there is no chance of victory?

Meng Wei smiled bitterly, her gaze fell on Tang Tian.

This guy ...... Who the hell is it?

The crane raised his head and glanced at Tang Tian in the sky, and a trace of worry rose in his heart. Tang Tian's posture of holding the sword at this time was definitely not a raw hand. And Crane knew very well that Tang Tian's swordsmanship was very shallow, and ...... Tang Tian's current aura ...... It's so strange......

It's like a different person.

Crane gathered his mind and turned to the military leader's gaze getting colder, it seems that he has to deal with the guy in front of him as soon as possible!

Ling Xu also noticed Tang Tian's change, and he was equally surprised. The figure shrouded in black flames in the sky was cold and violent, Ling Xu's first reaction was not Tang Tian! His mind was simple, he believed in his instincts, Tang Tian was usually so sunny and stupid, he would never be cold and violent.

Something must have happened!

Ling Xu's eyes narrowed, and the lone sword in front of him suddenly seemed to be targeted by a beast, with a solemn expression.

Although he didn't know why, the opponent's attack would make him feel like he was related to the spear tip sea, but Ling Xu could clearly judge that the spear tip sea was superior.

Quick!

"Prison Sea!" There was a tremor in the voice of the Autumn Prince: "Holy Sword Prison Sea!"

"Holy ...... Holy Sword?" Sima stammered, almost thinking that his ears had misheard.

The Autumn Monarch gradually calmed down, his eyes fixed on the sword: "About fifteen hundred years ago, there was a sword saint with a strange temper named Wuwang Hai. It is rumored that when he was young, he accidentally comprehended the sword technique of breaking through space, but he did not succeed in canonization. This person has a strange personality, is violent and murderous, and has been chased and killed by six sages, but he has escaped every time. was hunted down and killed for twenty consecutive years, but he was canonized and stepped into the holy realm. His sword is called the Prison Sea. Rumor has it that he threw the sea of hell into the void before he died, but he didn't expect ......"

Sima Xiao was dumbfounded, he hadn't heard of this sword saint at all, but he knew that his senior brother would never look away in this regard.

Juggernaut!

No one knows how many Sword Saints have been produced in the Heavenly Road, but every Sword Saint is the most powerful person at that time. They may not be surprised by an existence as long as the Zodiac, they are too old to know how many sacred realms they have had. But for a new organization like the Clan Alliance, which is only a few decades old, the Juggernaut is as distant as a myth and legend.

The sword in this guy's hand turned out to be a holy sword!

This guy ...... What is the origin of the ......

"Can we grab it?" Suddenly, a fierce look flashed in Sima Xiao's eyes. Before, the reason why he sat on the mountain and watched the tiger fight, planning to fish in troubled waters, but the appearance of the holy sword was enough to make him change his mind.

Qiu Zhijun shook his head: "Impossible. This sword is sealed in the void. Yes, I should have thought that the black flame was the Void Dark Flame. Without reaching the Sanctuary, it is impossible to break through the void. ”

"Then why was he able to draw this sword?" asked Sima with a smile.

"The sword in his hand is not a physical object, it is a projection. Qiu Zhijun said in a deep voice: "There should be some dark flames of the Prison Sea sealed in his body, these dark flames can resonate with the Prison Sea sealed in the void and borrow its power." ”

"It's a shame. Sima Xiao was full of regret, if he could get a holy sword, his prestige in the clan alliance would be unmatched. He immediately said with some envy: "Some dark flame projections, just such a scenery, it's really amazing!"

"The power of the Holy Sword is not at all something he can control now. The canonization of the Sword Saint is the strongest tempering in heaven and earth, even if it is an ordinary iron sword, the holy sword of achievement will become extremely powerful. Autumn King's eyes showed a look of yearning.

"Could it be that Tang Tian is a descendant of the Witch King Hai?" Sima Xiao was a little puzzled.

"Impossible! Wu Wang Hai never married, and, fifteen hundred years ago, it was too far away. The Lord of Autumn shook his head.

Tang Tian did not lose consciousness, but his consciousness was in a very strange state. He seemed to be in a chaotic void, surrounded by boundless black flames, a vague back, not far away.

"Hey, hey, hey, uncle, where is this?" Tang Tian shouted anxiously.

From the last time he saw that his blood would give birth to black flames from Old Man Fei, Tang Tian had a bold idea. If you can use this black flame, how good it would be! That black flame can even burn the secret treasure, if it can be used in battle, wouldn't he make a lot of money? As a result, he really found a way, and that is his red eyes.

However, last time, it was just a fist that burst into flames, so how could this be the case this time.

The back in front of him was as if he hadn't heard it, but in the corner of Tang Tian's eyes, he suddenly found that he was carrying a strange sword in his hand.

Sword?

Tang Tian was stunned, how long had it been since he had touched a sword? The last time he touched a sword, he was still practicing basic swordsmanship in the academy. Suddenly, countless messages poured in like a tide.

Tang Tian only felt a sharp pain in his head, a sharp pain in his heart, and he subconsciously wanted to hold his head.

"Hold your sword tight!"

Suddenly, a voice rang out.

Tang Tian didn't care about anything else at this time, he clenched the sword in his hand tightly, and the pain engulfed him like a tide.

He still held on to his sword, trembling all over.

"Ho-ho-ho, worthy of his son. ”

The figure in front of Tang Tian let out a hoarse and ugly strange laugh, and gradually disappeared.

Meng Wei looked at Tang Tian in front of him, motionless, like a puppet. Could it be that he had any adverse reactions? Meng Wei's heart moved, this is not surprising, many powerful secret treasures, when they recognize the master, the strength of the martial artist is often greatly weakened.

The aura emitted by this Black Flame Sword proved how powerful it was.

Meng Wei wasn't sure, but she knew it was her only chance.

Fight!

made a decision immediately, Meng Wei's eyes lit up, and she was about to make a move.

Suddenly, Tang Tian's body in the black flame in front of him was clumped.

"Ahhhh

It roared like a beast, like rolling thunder, and swept across the desert. Accompanied by the roar, there was a cold and violent wave of air, sweeping like a hurricane!

A circular ripple visible to the naked eye, centered on Tang Tian, spread out to all sides.

Meng Wei bore the brunt of the attack, she only felt as if she was being hit head-on by a wild beast, she snorted, and the whole person flew out dozens of feet away, before she stopped her figure, the corner of her mouth, a blood mark snaked down, and her eyes were shocked.

The crane reacted extremely quickly, almost as soon as Tang Tian's roar got up, his face changed drastically, and he did not hesitate to abandon his opponent and fly out. The crane in mid-air, like a big black crane, rushed to him in an instant, his expression was extremely solemn, his arms were outstretched, his body was loose but not scattered, when the air wave reached the body, his heart was awe-inspiring, and everything in his field of vision was swept back at an astonishing speed.

He seemed to be riding the wind, and in the blink of an eye, he was half a mile away, and his face was full of horror.

The crane's opponent was facing away from Tang Tian, and the crane in front of him suddenly flew away, and his face changed greatly when he was stunned, but he was already a step too late, and he could only barely rely on his back, and a violent and ferocious force slammed into his back.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person was thrown out.

Ling Xu's attention was always on Tang Tian, Tang Tian's roar, his face changed greatly, and he didn't care about the lone knife in front of him, the tip of the spear was reversed, and the sea of spear tips was dead in front of him.

Bang!

The furious power was transmitted along the body of the gun, and the muscles in Ling Xu's whole body instantly tightened, and all the true power operated wildly, roaring angrily, and the spear skyrocketed.

But it still couldn't resist this terrifying wave of air, and the flamingo seemed to glide on the sand, and even retreated for dozens of feet before stopping.

The single knife is just the old force for a long time, and when the new force is not born, it was slammed and bounced dozens of feet away, and fell heavily in the sand, motionless.

Bing's expression changed greatly, and he shouted: "Knife!"

Tang Yi was the first to react and swung his knife suddenly, and about seventy or eighty people reacted and swung their knives. The soldier's expression was solemn, his hands flicked, and his swords were united, and he slashed away against the waves.

Rumble!

A wall-like wave of air blasted out a gap, and the violent air flow raged, and the whole team rushed to the ground at once, but there were no casualties.

The soldier who got up from the sand looked at Tang Tian in a daze.

This guy ......

Twenty miles away, the warriors who were watching the battle in the sand dunes saw a ripple, like a wave rising on the seashore, and they came to them in a blink of an eye.

The sand dunes twenty miles away collapsed with a bang, and countless figures flew out in the sand curtain.

Tang Tian in mid-air fell from the sky to the ground, and he knelt on his sword and half knee, as if he was in extreme pain.

Tang Tian suddenly raised his head and stood up.

The eyes in the black flame are strange and red, but they are extremely indifferent.

It's not the calmness of the peacock king's eyes, but a condescending indifference. Tang Tian's heart, there was not the slightest wave, he indifferently scanned the surroundings, in his mind, there were countless more methods of using swords, these methods were as if it had existed from the beginning.

"Who am I?"

Tang Tian lowered his head and looked at his hand and the sword in his hand.

His gaze slowly swept across the audience.

Bing, Ling Xu and He, the previous memories, he remembered them all, but they were like very distant things, and they couldn't cause the slightest ripple in his heart. His heart is like going through countless lives and deaths, and he is hard-hearted.

His gaze fell on Meng Wei.

Enemy.

He raised the sword in his hand with a blank face.