Dongfang Mo jumped out, and he stepped 100,000 miles, and soon he was about to get close to the sword cultivation Beigong Xin.

Immediately, Dongfang Mo pointed out.

Bang! A huge storm appeared in the universe, spreading from Dongfang Mo's fingertips and rushing towards Beigong Xin.

The vastness of the finger, if the sky collapsed, wiped out the universe.

Beigong Xin's face was expressionless, and when the cosmic storm swept by his fingers was about to approach his body, his left hand slowly raised and swept forward at will.

In the blink of an eye, the Emperor's Finger Xuanmang, which was enough to devour countless stars, returned to chaos, and everything was silent, as if it had never happened.

"Burn my blood and sacrifice to the sky."

Dongfang Mo's body had a flash of blood, and there was a faint halo entangled.

Seeing this, Beigong Xin saw a little clue, and whispered: "Using your own body as an imperial weapon, and succeeding, is extraordinary." ”

When Dongfang Mo preached the Tao, he did not sacrifice Dao magic powers and weapons, but used himself as a thing to condense a body comparable to an emperor's weapon.

Great perseverance can't describe Dongfang Mo's ruthlessness towards himself.

If you are an emperor, if you are not careful, you will turn into ashes, and your cultivation will be scattered in an instant.

However, Dongfang Mo succeeded, and he really walked out of a path that no one had done before.

One of his hairs is the emperor's weapon, and a cold hair is also the emperor's weapon.

"Kill!"

Dongfang Mo roared, kicked his right foot in the void fiercely, and the whole person turned into a strange light and rushed in front of Beigong Xin.

Dongfang Mo's right hand formed a fist and blasted out without hesitation.

Beigong Xin just raised his left hand, stretched out two fingers, and caught Dongfang Mo's punch.

The place where the two of them fought was nothing, nothing.

"Why don't you draw your sword?"

Dongfang Mo asked solemnly.

"If that's all you have, you're not qualified to let me draw my sword."

Beigong Xin groaned, and the right hand holding the long sword still didn't make any movement, calm as water.

"Yes."

This is an insult, and it is an extreme humiliation to Dongfang Mo's strength.

Ever since Dongfang Mo preached, he had known that there was a supreme existence in the depths of the Nine Nether Seas.

I heard that the supreme being is the closest person to the immortal, and it is invincible in the world.

At that time, Dongfang Mo didn't believe it, he couldn't imagine the power of the immortal, and naturally he couldn't know what the closest existence to the immortal meant.

After countless years of hardship, Dongfang Mo gradually understood what the immortal represented, and also understood how sharp Beigong Xin's sword was.

For this battle, Dongfang Mo has been preparing for a long, long time.

He didn't expect the strength to have a fight with Beigong Xin, he just wanted to try Beigong Xin's sword style.

"I don't believe you're really invincible."

Dongfang Mo once again destroyed the imperial technique with all his strength, and beckoned towards Beigong Xin.

"Seven Stars and Sun, Condense the Abyss, Lord Kill!"

The second senior sister controlled the large array, and the imperial silk silk in her hand turned into a killing weapon, shuttling through the void of the universe, rolling and roaring like a dragon.

The third senior brother, Zhuge Haokong and the others, gathered their own Xuan Qi power together, destroyed the boundless killing supernatural power, and pressed towards Beigong Xin.

Beigong Xin's left hand stepped forward a little, and a sword intent that surpassed immortality was born.

Wherever the sword passed, it directly cracked its void and could not heal.

The second time - with a flash of the sword, the killing magic power condensed by everyone shattered, and Dongfang Mo's imperial technique also turned into ashes.

Mo Yibai, the owner of the floating tomb, stood in place, motionless, as if he was a spectator, looking at this scene silently.

She was looking for Beigong Xin's weaknesses, and she was even deducing in her heart what would happen if she played by herself.

Dongfang Mo and the others, regardless of life and death, tried their best to test Beigong Xin, just to force Beigong Xin to draw his sword and slash.

Only at the moment when Beigong Xin took out the sword, Shizun Mo Yibai could have the opportunity to capture Beigong Xin's kendo cause and effect, which could add a few points to the chance of winning this battle.

……… Nine Netherworld Seas, blood is boundless.

Gu Hengsheng and the Emperor Yongri began a bloody battle, and the stars were extinguished, and there was no daylight.

And the Nangong Emperor, the Qing Emperor, the Fulong Emperor and others all killed into the depths of the Nine Netherworld Seas and suppressed the taboos one by one.

The emperors made a joint move, making the taboo of the Nine Netherworld Sea difficult to parry.

This star field in the Stygian Sea is full of holes, and no one is safe.

"The sky is going to fall."

Countless creatures hid in the corners, crawling and trembling.

"Is that you, sir?"

In the Great World Beizhou, a woman with a noble temperament looked up at the starry sky.

She is worshipped as a god by all beings in the land of a hundred kingdoms, because she ...... She is the empress of You Chu Kingdom, Yu Menghua.

Zhongzhou, the ancient secluded palace.

The palace master Li Qiurou finally came out of the customs not long ago, and her cultivation was profound, as if she had stepped into the realm of Sendai.

She will put on her armor and fight with her husband.

However, in the battle of the emperors, Li Qiurou couldn't help at all, but would distract Gu Hengsheng and the others.

As a result, Li Qiurou was stopped by the people in the Ancient Palace, and could only watch and pray silently.

"A song of red dust has passed for a hundred years, but I didn't expect to see the son in this way."

In the depths of Beizhou, there is a woman sitting in the Accord, she plucks the strings and plays a song of lovesickness.

She is the swan song fairy in the eyes of countless people, Cheng Furan.

She stroked the piano and turned her melancholy into wisps of piano sound, which entered the sky and spread in all directions.

"Is he Mr. Nine, or is he ...... Hate the Sky Sword Immortal? ”

The younger generation, they found themselves so far away from Gu Hengsheng, and they were looking at it stupidly.

Looking back on the past, Gu Hengsheng stood on the same level as them, and now, Gu Hengsheng can raise the sword to fight the Emperor, while the younger generation of Tianjiao, they can only curl up in the corner and tremble.

"Alive...... Come back. ”

In the land of a hundred countries, the Gu family, Old Man Gu, Gu Youmo, Mo Miaoling and others, looked up at the tragic battle projected in the void, praying that Gu Hengsheng would be safe and sound.

"Is that Your Excellency?"

The creatures of a hundred countries, who don't know Gu Hengsheng.

In every corner of the world, there are people watching this battle, with a lot of thoughts.

Such as Dugu Yan, Han Ruian, Yuhuaze, and Tianjiao of the major holy lands...... The ferocity of this battle is beyond any previous era.

Sendai warriors can only be used as cannon fodder, and only the emperor can have the power to fight.

The Star Field Battle between the Emperor of the Eternal Sun and Gu Hengsheng in the four directions of the Stygian Sea, the aftermath caused by the rivalry between the two was very terrifying.

Some people are wailing and crying, and some people can't bear the pressure of the imperial war and lose their vitality.

In the five states of the Great World, there are three thousand star fields, and there are living beings dying in every place, but this is inevitable.

This battle can only be fought, and if it is won, everything can be slowly restored.

Lose, then all of them will cease to exist.

"Kill!"

Whether it is the taboo of the Stygian Sea, or the emperors and other powerhouses, they all have no reservations to exert their killing powers.