Shen Yuanjun got the "Heavenly Bead", and then he carefully observed the contents of the bead.

From Xu Zang's junior brother drawing his sword, to handing the sword, to breaking the sword, even if the picture is blurry...... You can still see the overflowing sword intent.

He tried to figure out the problem.

How can a nirvana who has just broken through the realm kill a "god" who has transcended the limit?

This problem is inherently unsolvable.

Until he watched this picture...... He knew the answer.

There are always people in this world who can do the "impossible".

And that's what genius is all about.

Xu Zang's sword intent, he can't learn it now, and he will never learn it back in the future...... This youngest junior disciple in the General's Mansion is full of heavenly kendo talent.

That sword was full of forbearance, anger, and hatred.

Xu Zang sacrificed everything to condense that sword.

He couldn't.

From the moment he cultivated the sword, he was destined to be unable to do it.

This is the reason why the prince gave him the Tongtian Bead with confidence, even if someone saw the scene of Xu Zang's "killing the emperor", it would never be possible to imitate it...... There is only one Xu Zang in this world, and now he is gone, and he has disappeared from the world.

But Shen Yuanjun saw "another way".

Xu Zang's sword is more than just a sword.

It is a killing move that is superimposed on the time, location, people, scheming, conspiracy, and conspiracy.

This sword is not just a "sword...... It can also be a knife, a punch, a palm, as long as the opponent is the most vulnerable, the most defenseless when it appears, then the purpose of "killing" can be accomplished.

This is the "method" that Shen Yuanjun saw.

......

......

The White Emperor's palm slashed with the long knife.

Crazy blood boiled in Shen Yuanjun's body.

When the first knife fell, the second continuous knife shadow was suspended and raised, surging down, turning into a blazing rainbow, thunder splashing, the speed of the second knife was so fast that it was almost invisible, like a phantom, slashing in the void, and the place where the slash fell was exactly the same as the first knife.

Because the speed was so fast, two blazing sword lights seemed to be pulled out and slashed down at the same time!

In the palm of the White Emperor's palm, a golden line of blood flew out.

Shen Yuanjun roared wildly and slashed out the third sword.

The blade roared, shattered by the massive weight, and by the time the third slash was slashed, the blade of the long knife had shattered and exploded in the air.

Exploded along with the ancient knife, as well as the palm of the White Emperor.

The blood mist roared.

Snow-white robes fluttering.

The White Emperor withdrew the "palm", his back broke through the blood mist, and he stared at the empty cuff of his right hand, his expression was gloomy and calm, and the deepest part of his eyes was mixed with a touch of incredulity...... How did this Terran Nirvana, called "Shen Yuan", do it just now?

A treasure of this rank, even if it explodes, it is impossible to hurt itself.

Actually cut off one of his own hands?

What makes people feel terrifying is that this demon emperor, his expression did not show pain from beginning to end, he fell dozens of zhang away, his robe flew and danced wildly in the wind and snow, and after he settled, he looked at his empty cuffs, the wind and snow swarmed up, the blood was frozen, and all the injuries were zeroed in the "dead silence...... Just as the "Vermilion Bird Void Flame" can incinerate everything, the extreme cold can freeze everything.

The "hand" he lost was not as straight as Taizong in the Tiandu Imperial City

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After being covered by the wind and snow, it froze into a piece of snow white, and then the ice chips shattered, and a pure white jade "palm" was peeled from it, which was three or four times larger than before, more like the claws of some kind of big demon.

Shen Yuanjun narrowed his eyes, his lips were dry, and he held an empty hilt in both hands, the blade of which had been shattered and blown away in the wind and snow.

He stared at the White Emperor's big sleeve.

The "claws" are like ...... A real dragon?

What happened to the retreat of this Eastern Demon Domain Emperor?

The "red candle" fluttered in the fierce tide.

Chu Xuan's figure was once pressed to the ground by the White Emperor, she struggled to hold the red umbrella, the edge of the umbrella rotated rapidly, and she continued to unload the force, and finally at the moment when the White Emperor withdrew her strength, she attacked and defended the alien position, and broke out, and the Purple Mountain Lord retracted the tip of the umbrella and poked it out heavily.

Dozens of zhang away, a black and white sword qi flashed by, bursting out with a "sharp" explosion.

The White Emperor, who turned his cheeks sideways, narrowed his eyes carefully.

The sword qi swept through the back of the skull and crashed all the way into the distance, finally detonating on a small hill, directly leveling the mountain.

Slowly turn around.

A narrow slash in his cheek slowly cracked, and red blood flowed out.

"Purple Mountain Life and Death Technique...... But Erl. He chuckled softly, "You don't seem to have grown much over the years. ”

Chu Xuan's expression was gloomy.

The White Emperor looked at Shen Yuanjun and said softly: "You are not bad, but it is a pity that there is no hope of reaching Pei Min's realm in this life." ”

Shen Yuanjun was indifferent.

The White Emperor said lightly: "If there are only these spells...... Then please let the two of you die together in the Tianhai Tower with the northern iron horse. ”

He looked indifferently and looked into the distance.

But the snow-white Qionglou hanging overhead, no longer peaceful, after a slight tremor, one after another light and fire, in the Tianhai Tower densely packed in the attic single room, these lights and flames converged from all directions, swept out of the pavilion "window sill", and then came to the White Emperor without sprinkling, turned into a faint light and fire.

The White Emperor raised his intact left hand and gently picked up the "lamp".

He blew a breath.

So the condensed light of Tianhailou suddenly swept away-

A light goes out.

Thousands of miles of vitality disappear.

The light between heaven and earth dissipated.

Chu Xuan's pupils contracted, and she could feel the balance of life and death in her body, and after the light was extinguished, she began to "pour", and above her head, an extremely powerful coercion spread out-

Shen Yuanjun also looked gloomy.

"This is ......" he raised his palm, and the lines of the wildfire burning in his palm dimmed at this moment, the light and fire were still there, but the vitality began to fade.

The sky is above the sky.

Tianhai downstairs is a cage.

"He wants to refine the creatures in this 'furnace'?" Chu Xuan's eyelids jumped, and she suddenly realized what the man opposite was going to do...... The diffusion of Tianhailou's power, as well as the "arrogant move" that enveloped the Iron Rider in the north.

This war is not a war between the Eastern Demon Domain and the Northern Iron Cavalry at all.

The White Emperor calmly let go of "Ning Yi" and calmly faced the two of them...... He didn't even care about the other two Nirvana, because he had seen clearly the essence of this war from beginning to end.

It was his war alone.

It's him...... Towards immortal war.

......

......

The avenue is long

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, Jin Lei roared.

Above the top of the clouds, walking alone with a sword.

Fine snow and childishness, one left and one right, Ning Yi's body was surrounded by blazing thunder, the sword qi swept away the thunder tribulation, and there was still a thunder light as thick as a snake smashing down on his body, and he was dressed in a black shirt that was tattered, but Ning Yihun didn't care.

There is no pain.

There was no sadness either.

In the thunder light, he walked alone to the clouds, the dome of the thundercloud accumulation, the golden thunder around him is like a ladder, the clouds and mist are broken, this golden avenue, step by step is a catastrophe, the divine pool is broken, every step is blood.

Ning Yi's hair was scattered.

The blood at the corners of his lips had long since dried up, and even the scrolls showed signs of "drying up" under the fight against such a catastrophe...... No one is immortal, there is a heavenly reincarnation in this world, a cycle of retribution, a cycle of calamity, countless golden thunders, and countless golden thunders, still accumulating, resisting the first way, and the second, third, and fourth ways, until the end of everything.

This is the thunderstorm that sent Ning Yi to the end.

Send him where he's supposed to be...... At the Imperial Tomb Glacier, he should die.

Now...... Heaven came to cross him.

Stand in front of that golden thundercloud.

Ning Yi smiled.

This was the highest position he could ascend to in the Tianhai Tower realm.

He held the long sword and said, "Want to cross Lao Tzu?"

A stout thunder dragon roared, and in an instant, it was split into two by the miserable white fine snow sword light in front of Ning Yi, turning into two white thunderbolts that flew away and exploded.

There was a rumbling explosion behind him, drowning in the clouds.

Ning Yi's face was expressionless, and he sneered: "The last person who was going to cross, do you remember? His name is Xu Zang, and he is my senior brother." ”

If this thundercloud is conscious, then the expression at this moment must be extremely angry.

Ning Yi slowly raised a hand, the tip of that sword was surrounded by countless divinities, and the movement of raising the sword was extremely slow and conspicuous...... Between this huge heaven and earth, except for the snow-white Qiong Tower, only Ning Yi's tattered black clothes remained.

He raised his sword as if defiant.

And the golden thundercloud that was beyond everything was obviously more irritable, and more and more thunder light converged in the sky above the Tianhailou realm, which was the most extreme power of heaven and earth.

The cage of Tianhailou can stop all the living beings in this world, but it can't stop the robbery.

This calamity is going to fall on Ning Yi's head.

Tianhailou can't stop it, and the White Emperor can't stop it...... This is Tianwei, and Tianwei cannot be resisted.

Ning Yi shouted, "Come on—"

The gorgeous, dazzling golden thunder sea, under the "slow" press, it easily squeezed through the prohibition at the top of the Tianhai Tower, thousands of thunder snakes roared, rushed, suppressed, waiting for the final outbreak, the snow-white Qiong Lou "try" to resist this thunder sea, but it couldn't stop it for a moment, even the slightest.

Ning Yi raised his long sword, he stared at the sea of thunder, and his eyes were full of gold.

Nothing can be seen except thunder.

He smiled again, "Come on!!"

The resolute and mocking long laugh echoed in the entire Tianhailou realm!

The Iron Knight of the North looked up in a daze, and the dazzling golden light fell from the distant sky—

Ning Yi, who had been expressionless, laughed out of madness, anger, sadness, pain, and unwillingness!

He raised his sword and stabbed it into the sky.

Like an unruly flamingo, an unyielding frost grass.

If there is a road ahead, there is death and no life.

Then there is death and no life.

(Ask for a commuter pass!)

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