Time is quiet, and there are many worries.

Time is meaningless to some extent, and when you reach immortality, time is just an after-dinner sigh.

Come and read three or five volumes of books, and sit quietly in the Yellow Garden.

Soon, three thousand years passed, and the time entered the 110,000 years of cultivation.

In the past three thousand years, Wang Xu has actively participated in various alliance decisions, often pointing out the shortcomings with a sharp point, and enriching his personality in the eyes of ordinary monks.

He, the future Ninth Speaker, is no longer a noun, but a hero who can be seen and touched, and will fight for the interests of ordinary monks.

Today is the 110,000th anniversary of the Xiuzhen calendar, and it is also Wang Xu's 10,000th birthday.

Under the precipitation of time, Wang Xu is a little less sharp and a little more calm.

If he used to be an out-of-body sword, now he is a famous sword that has been returned to the sheath.

"It's almost time, and something should be settled."

Wang Xu opened his eyes from the retreat and looked into the distance, as if he had seen another world.

Get up and move your muscles.

With the sound of popping beans, Wang Xu put on his commander's cloak, and rushed to the Tianyuan Secret Territory in one step and three steps.

"Chenyi, the three-thousand-year period has arrived, and you haven't come out to see me yet?"

Thundered!!

The thick and deep voice shook the entire secret realm, and the creatures within a radius of thousands of miles could hear it clearly.

After a moment of calm, the Tian Yuan Secret Realm suddenly opened.

Chen Yi, who was wearing a black combat uniform, walked out of the Tianyuan Secret Realm accompanied by Venerable Tuoba, Zhang Jingxuan, Liu Maoqi, and Huangfu Xun.

"Not bad!"

Seeing that Chen Yi was full of breath and determined to soar to the sky, Wang Xu nodded approvingly.

On the contrary, seeing that Wang Xu's aura was mediocre, just like an ordinary person, Chen Yi's brows furrowed.

Restraining their own power, like the unity of heaven and man, this kind of momentum they have only seen in the speakers, it is a kind of return to the basics after the edge, compared to it, the sharp Chen Yi obviously loses.

"Let's go, go to the Void with me."

Wang Xu turned around and left, across mountains and rivers, vertically across the sea, and came to the vast starry sky after five steps.

Chen Yi's body was not slow, and he followed him to the depths of the void.

The others don't have such a fast speed, the strongest Tuoba Venerable, is also three breaths slower than the two, Zhang Jingxuan, whose strength is only in the early stage of the eighth order, is even slower than everyone else, and Liu Maoqi, whose strength is only the seventh order, is even slower than half a pillar of incense, and he arrived in the depths of the void belatedly.

Standing quietly in the void, feeling the eight gazes cast, Wang Xu slowly spoke: "Let's start." ”

"Kill!"

Chen Yi brandished a war knife and slashed at Wang Xu.

For a while, the sword was like a nine-day galaxy, and even the space was cut into gaps, I am afraid that even the god-level battleship of the mechanical clan is here, and it will be smashed by Chen Yi with a knife.

Bite!!

In the face of Chen Yi's shocking knife, Wang Xu pointed out, and his middle finger pointed at the knife, missing Chen Yi's blow.

In the eye, the sword that was missed went straight into the depths of the universe, and along the way, forty-eight planets were shattered before the Terran interstellar defense array was neutralized.

"Nine swords!"

Chen Yi puffed up and stepped forward with his sword brandished.

The power of the first sword is equivalent to normal, and the full force of the eighth-order late-stage cultivator is a blow.

The second knife is doubled on the basis of the first knife.

The third knife is twice as high as the first one.

Until the ninth sword, it was already under the attack of an ordinary eighth-order late-stage monk, and its power had increased by as much as eight times, and if this knife was slashed at the monk, even with the strength of the Tuoba Venerable, it would be seriously injured by a single sword.

It's a pity that Chen Yi's opponent is not Tuoba Venerable, but Wang Xu, who is known as the first person of the younger generation.

The combat power of him and Chen Yi is equivalent to that of an old eighth-order monk.

The eight-fold increase on this basis, although Wang Xu attaches great importance to it, is far from being fearful.

"The knife is good!" After fighting each other nine times and comprehending Chen Yi's astonishing nine swords, Wang Xu smiled happily: "It's just that the strength is a little worse." ”

"Arrogance!"

Chen Yi's anger rose from his heart, and his hatred opened out the tenth knife.

His secret method is called the Nine Swords of the World, but in fact there are only nine swords?

No, nine is just a generalization, his cultivation of the secret method has already exceeded the limit of nine, as long as the spirit is at the peak, he can open out the tenth sword, the eleventh sword, and even the twelfth sword at any time.

"It's kind of interesting."

Wang Xu felt the pressure, Chen Yi's tenth sword had reached a ninefold increase, and the quantitative change produced a qualitative change, and the power of this knife was comparable to the full force of an eighth-order consummation monk.

This kind of attack can only be burst out by a speaker-level giant, and although Chen Yi's cultivation is still at the seventh-order consummation, his attack power has reached the level of the eighth-order consummation.

"Chen Yi's attack has already crossed four small realms, such an attack power, I'm afraid I won't be killed in seconds if I can't withstand three moves, and the surname Wang is in trouble."

Venerable Tuoba had a happy face, knowing that fighting across the realm was something that only a very few geniuses could do.

Even if it is the Tianyuan lineage, the disciples who have been taught by the Tianyuan Zhenren can only fight across the first order, and the only ones who can fight across the second order are the senior brothers of everyone.

Pushing up, the eight speakers of the council were extremely powerful when they were in the seventh order, that is, they fought across one or two ranks.

Fighting across the third order has never appeared in the history of the cultivation world, let alone fighting across the fourth order.

It can be said that the appearance of Wang Xu and Chen Yi broke the historical record of the Xiuzhen world.

There may be people in the future, but there are no ancients in the past, and they can be called the last generation of Tianjiao.

"Not enough, far from enough..."

The battle between Wang Xu and Chen Yi entered a white heat, both of them were geniuses who could fight across the fourth order, and between their gestures, it was as if the two speaker-level beings were fighting.

It's just that in the face of Chen Yi's offensive, Wang Xu still seems to be at ease.

Chen Yi only relies on himself, but Wang Xu has a fossil slab on his body, and he can continue to deduce supernatural powers.

In the past few thousand years, Chen Yi has not been idle, and of course Wang Xu has not either.

Between his gestures, Wang Xu's magical powers are innumerable, compared to them, Chen Yi is turning over and over those few tricks, and after watching too much, he feels that it is not new.

"You're running out of skills, change me."

Wang Xu let out a low cry and slapped his palm in the void.

Thundered!!

The earth shook and the whole universe trembled.

Chen Yi raised his eyes and saw that around Wang Xu, a magic circle appeared.

On the magic circle, eight coffin-like objects were struggling to get out of the formation.

"Open!"

Wang Xu let out a low shout, and the eight bronze ancient coffins exploded in an instant.

In the eye, there were eight corpses walking inside the coffin, they were human races, alien races, special beings, and unknown inexplicable existence.

"Town!"

The ancient corpse of the human race in the first coffin violently opened his eyes, and his hands were sealed like a resurrection, and he suppressed Chen Yi.

"What is this?"

Venerable Tuoba was dumbfounded and exclaimed, "This is the body of the Venerable Soul Suppression!" ”

"Who is the Soul Venerable?" Zhang Jingxuan asked puzzled.

"The Soul Venerable, a figure of the same period as the Eight Great Speakers, died in the battle between the Terrans and the Phantom Clan 60,000 years ago. He was the first eighth-order cultivator of the human race, cultivating soul power, and back then, he was the most powerful contender for the ninth speaker, but unfortunately he was besieged and killed by the phantom clan's design. ”

Venerable Tuoba was shocked inexplicably, and said in a deep voice: "It's over, these ancient corpses summoned by Wang Xu, I'm afraid that all of them have special powers, and Chen Yi is in danger." ”

"Isn't this cheating?" Liu Maoqi, who arrived at the end, looked at the battlefield anxiously.

"It can't be regarded as cheating, Wang Xu is a monk who practices corpses, although he has never summoned his own corpse practitioners, it doesn't mean that he hasn't practiced corpses. This is the same as the monk of the first line of the talisman uses the talisman, the monk of the first line of the corpse does not need to practice the corpse, can it not be impossible to use the flying sword? ”

Venerable Tuoba swallowed and spitted at the mouth, and sighed: "The one surnamed Wang has never used corpse training, I thought he was not proficient in this way, but I didn't expect that no one could force his corpse training, and this is a big trouble." ”

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