Tick, tick, tick!

The sword master brought a bloody wind, and fought with the most powerful demon in the nine heavens, and it was difficult to distinguish the victory from defeat.

The most powerful demon thought that the victory was in hand, and there was a coiling dragon killing array to suppress it, and only needed to sacrifice the blood of the living beings, polluting the buds of the lower reaches of the long river of time, and the ancestral dragon essence blood could swallow the endless sea of suffering of the little girl, and borrowed rebirth to ascend to the sky in this emperorless era, and the enlightenment was complete!

But!

The rain of blood in the sky is coming, but this is not the blood of the sacrificed creatures......

It's a descendant of the Holy Dragon bloodline, and he has been cut off with all his blood!

Reign!

These are the words that best reflect the picture of today.

Hundreds of meters away, on the bluestone Shinto, it was dyed red by the rain of blood, and there were several surviving big demons whose faces were all dyed red.

But!

This does not hide the paleness of their faces.

They didn't move again! Can't move anymore! Don't dare to move again!

Because they had never seen such a powerful sword intent, yes, here, at this moment, what they were silently thinking about in their hearts was the word Wei.

There may be a saint who raised his hand and suppressed it, even the peak of a half-saint may have such power.

But in terms of sword intent, it is incomparable! Can't beat it!

The blood rain fell on the sword body of the Nameless Immortal Sword, making a snapping sound, the sword body was still crystal clear, not stained with any blood stains, it was smooth, clean, and bright, like a mirror.

Reflected, a young and handsome, pale cheek.

The sword intent is a monstrous sword intent, and the sword is a nameless immortal sword, but Chen Qiye is only a Sendai first order in the end.

Half-step power, in this square inch of land, can be called terrifying, but in terms of Haotian sword intent and nameless immortal sword, it is as weak as an ant.

Thirty-six style Haotian sword technique!

The Sendai First Order is just the threshold of the second type.

Taishang Haotian! How terrible is it?

Only then could he cultivate the sword intent sword technique to this point, because when Chen Qiye released the 'swinging sword style', he clearly felt a sword intent from afar, and this distantness was the only adjective he could imagine.

The third form of Haotian Sword Technique!

Broken mountains and rivers!

This style, he can't use it, he can only use it when he steps on the peak of Emperor Wu!

Emperor Wu is the Emperor of Dou when he puts it on the plane of Dou Po Firmament!

Put it here, it's a powerful existence of the fourth order of Sendai: a half-saint!

That's what he was feeling.

From this sword intent, he felt absolute confidence, supreme edge, and ...... Disdain is contempt for the universe.

"What an arrogant sword intent this can have! Ignore Zhou Tian Huanyu! ”

Chen Qiye took a deep breath, he had fallen to the ground, and reversed the long sword and stuck it on the ground, so that he could still stand up straight to support his body.

"Chen Qiye ......" A soft voice sounded behind him, and there was no cold taste in that voice, but more concern and ...... Worry!

Chen Qiye didn't look back, he didn't dare, his time was getting shorter and shorter, so short that he might be about to leave this world.

He was also afraid, afraid that if he looked at it again, he would be reluctant.

People are sometimes called human because of their complexity, and all kinds of complexities will quietly melt into the heart, mind, spirit, and even soul.

However, there was no extra time for Chen Qiye to sort out the emotions in his heart.

Because, the huge and terrifying dragon-shaped phantom occupies half of the sky, and the other half of the sky is full of blooming flower buds, like stepping lotus, and flowers bloom around the little girl.

The aroma replaces the fishy smell in the sky.

Gradually, everyone smelled this faint fragrance, and they raised their heads like demons, and their eyes focused on Panlong Mountain.

It was a ten-year-old girl who fought against the blood of a quasi-emperor.

The rain of blood soon stopped, probably defeated by the aroma.

However, the black hemp demon beast moved again, and more demon beasts came in the direction of Panlong Mountain, they let out an angry roar, and countless roars converged together, as if thunder, to overturn the flowers of the little girl, if it weren't for the condensed streamer still blooming, maybe she had been devoured.

"Uncle ......"

There seemed to be a trembling sound in Chen Qiye's soul, he held his spirit, raised his gaze and looked into the sky, in the midst of this turbulent and dense tide of beasts.

In the midst of the deafening roar, he seemed to hear the helpless cry of the little girl.

Chen Qiye licked his lower lip, with a little fishy smell, astringent and a little sweet.

It should be the smell of blood, and I don't know if it was left by the blood sea of the True Dragon Great Demon, or if it was his own overflow from his throat.

"Heroes?"

It's not recklessness, it's more like a kind of helpless self-deprecation.

When the corners of the lips are slightly raised, the sound of the system's lifting continues to sound.

"Ding! Tip ......"

"Ding! Tip ......"

"the overload!"

I didn't know the reason for Chen Qiye's roar, and under everyone's shocked gaze, the white figure condensed Shenhua again, like a Dao pattern, and like a cold light of a sword shadow.

It's just that the crack visible to the naked eye tore open on his cheek, and the originally handsome and extraordinary face became hideous.

At this time, Chen Qiye stepped into the void again with the 'Nameless Immortal Sword' in his right hand, the sword was very sharp, he held the sword, and the whole person was like a sword.

The beast tide under Panlong Mountain instantly became silent.

Those angry roars are gone.

The most powerful demon let out a monstrous roar, and a long roar slammed down from above the nine heavens, and the killing array of the entire Panlong Mountain condensed up, condensing the incomparable dragon form into solidity.

This is a dragon born in the starry sky, and it has vast and unfathomable power!

This is the power of heaven and earth!

This is the power of the stars!

"What I have changed, I am responsible for myself, my primary school teacher taught me, to be a man, especially to be brave! Be brave and courageous! Punish the wicked and the ......"

Chen Qiye smiled, as if he had returned to a certain day many years ago, he stood straight, his eyes were bright, my wish: I want to be a superman when I grow up!

The ridicule of those classmates was vivid, and it rang in his ears with presumptuousness.

He stepped into the void, and the corners of his lips cracked open at the dragon shadow that made the vast stars tremble.

The nine vertebrae condensed into Shenhua, and one by one the divine power bloomed one after another, and he urged the last divine power to the limit.

In the time of 10,000 years from today, even tens of thousands of years or hundreds of thousands of years, no one can directly face the essence and blood power of the quasi-emperor with the first-order realm of Sendai.

This is a drop of blood that can conquer mountains and rivers and destroy a world.

The 'Nameless Immortal Sword' went flat in his hand, and this three-foot Qingfeng carried endless determination, just like Lu Junchu's sword, there was no defense, only indomitable bravery.

Heaven and earth trembled suddenly.

It was as if the space had just stopped.

In their eyes, there was only a falling figure and a flying sword that had escaped.

"Did it work?"

Chen Qiye's gaze swept over Xiao Nannan, and finally turned to the white-clothed woman below, her stubbornness was full of faces, as if she had been silent for thousands of years, ten thousand years, or even longer, and there was only the blood-stained figure of the white-robed robe in her eyes, and nothing else.

On the coiling dragon killing array, the Dao patterns converged brightly, condensed and solidified, and walked out of a terrifying creature with a head horn and covered with scales, like a god and demon who shocked the heavens!

He was indifferent and ruthless, without the slightest mood swing, and when he appeared, he bloomed with endless divine power and confronted the nameless fairy sword.

"That's ...... The quasi-emperor's essence blood transforms! ”

As soon as he raised his hand, it was no different from opening the heavens and the earth, and even the emperor power of the nameless immortal sword blooming all fell down, and it was confused.

It can be clearly seen that a large black rift valley appeared in the sky, and the great power of this dimensional space was smelted and became part of the source of his power.