After this layer of golden talismans, the space was even more stagnant, the black sword palace and the exuberant speed were all slowing down, Wang Sheng's eyes were shining, looking at the space around him, there was a burst of suppressive power everywhere, and there was a strong saint majesty, it seemed that there were countless pairs of saint eyes looking at him, looking at this space.

This space is full of the will of the saints.

"I'm going to be shameless!" The palace master of the Sword Palace suddenly broke out unpleasantly, and the black sword palace suddenly erupted into a layer of black domain, spreading to the surroundings, accompanied by endless sword qi, but before it spread, it seemed to be resisted by something, all of them retracted, and the black sword palace was all suppressed in a small area, the voice of the palace master of the sword palace suddenly stopped, and he was choked by the throat and couldn't move, the black sword palace no longer moved, and slowly changed, and gradually turned into a black giant tortoise, just like the legendary dragon *** horned hideous, There are two dragon horns on the head, and the tortoiseshell is bulging like volcanic rock.

At this moment, on the dragon **, a giant sword was placed between its feet, trembling slightly as if it was sharpening the sword, and the palace master of the Sword Palace looked petite on the giant turtle body like a weak willow, dressed in a black robe, looking at the sky with sword intent, at this time gritted his teeth, his eyes looked coldly at a certain direction in the sky, there, the original golden Fu Zhao gradually took shape, but suddenly condensed, and a golden light figure appeared, as soon as the figure appeared, it absorbed all the will of the saints in the space, and there was only that one in the space that exuded majesty. Like the great sun exuding a scorching light, like a god looking down on mortal ants.

When Wang Sheng saw this figure, a faint emotion suddenly rose in his heart, it was fear, it was terror, it seemed that he would dare to violate the majesty of the saint! And the palace master of the Sword Palace in the distance was even more shrouded in golden light, and when she looked closely, she knew that there was still a layer of black light inside it, but even so, her body was still trembling, although she gritted her teeth and still looked at the sky coldly, but just the trembling body could already see that her heart was shaking, and she was actually affected by this golden light to such an extent.

Wang Sheng suddenly opened his mouth and roared! ~ The sound of the dragon's roar shook, and the faint emotion in his heart that had almost no impact disappeared, and in the distance, the golden light outside the palace master of the Sword Palace was also shattered, and the black light on the palace master of the Sword Palace was sheng, and the cold sword qi cut the space, and the giant sword placed between the feet of the giant turtle had been pointed by her right hand to the provincial people, and the sword qi was emitted from it, different from what I felt before, the sword qi on this giant sword was only sharp, and there was only an endless will to cut, even the incarnation of the saint in front of me could cut it cleanly.

The body of the palace master of the Sword Palace was still trembling, not out of strength, nor had he gotten rid of the previous influence, only angry, angry and he was just under the will of the saint and had no power to resist, she was angry and her own powerlessness, if this is the case, even if she has made too much progress compared to the beginning, how to meddle in the battle of the saint, the previous heroism and passion seem to be just an illusory barrier, and when it is broken, she sees the reality.

If it weren't for the previous Nine shot, I am afraid that she would be immersed in the will of the saint and continue to fall.

"It turns out that the saint is nothing more than that."

The Palace Master of the Sword Palace heard Wang Sheng's faint words, and a figure slowly spread up in the air, the pace was not chaotic and steady, and step by step the will of the saint was like nothing, and at this time, a layer of flesh and blood incarnation was slowly born on his body, and after three steps, the body appeared completely, and there was an endless black air flow forming a robe that was very different from this world, but it looked full of temperament, with black hair fluttering, the Palace Master of the Sword Palace seemed to see another figure that was not inferior to the saint appear in front of him.

It turns out that this is his real body!

The palace master of the Sword Palace looked at the plain and unremarkable face, and suddenly had a thought, such a person, in the crowd, can he recognize it, I'm afraid not, except for that unique temperament, the other party seems to be just an ordinary person, the previous domineering power and the suppression of time and space made him disappear, which reminded her of the Sword Ancestor she had seen when she was young, that was the Sword Ancestor with two white eyebrows, and the kind eyebrows were like the most ordinary cultivators, and she actually saw that temperament in Wang Sheng's body.

Back to basics!

Every time a realm is promoted, one will think that he has returned to the basics, and he has reached the end of his steps, but every time a new realm and comprehension appears, he knows that the return to the basics is just illusory, this is the case when Da Luo, this is the case when he is detached, and the same is true when he is a fungus, and what the palace master of the Sword Palace sees now is a vigorous return to the basics, and this kind of return to the basics seems to have been at the same level as the Sword Ancestor of the Sage Realm.

"Isn't this a delusion?" The palace master of the Sword Palace was doubting his judgment, but he saw that Wang Sheng, who was high in the sky, slowly turned his head and looked at her quietly, "Palace master, although I don't know why you insist on interfering in this battle, but you must have your own purpose, since you want to rewrite something, but fight for a different future, just your will can't decide anything, Wang can contribute, but even if Wang changes something, it has nothing to do with the palace master, and there will not even be the future that the palace master wants, because the palace master has not contributed." ”

Wang Sheng's words flowed like an endless ice fountain in his heart, making the Sword Palace Palace Master's eyes blank, "If you want to change your fate and grasp your fate in your own hands, you are destined not to retreat, Palace Master, decide." ”

Wang Sheng turned his head and stopped, because the saint's gaze finally focused on him, not as indifferent as before, but could clearly feel a will as heavy as a mountain, as if looking at himself, this sight, Wang Sheng was very unhappy, because the other party was looking down.

"But that's it!" Wang Sheng snorted coldly, and used his will attacks one after another, this level of consciousness attack was nothing to the cosmic suppression he had endured with one finger, and he couldn't even suppress the slightest bit of his strength, even if the opponent's strength was indeed very strong, he didn't have the confidence to resist, but at that time, the body, and just a consciousness incarnation, still wanted to suppress himself with his will, it was too wishful thinking!

"yes, but that's it!" The Palace Master of the Sword Palace slowly lowered his head, the sword intent on his body continued to shrink, and in the moment just now, she seemed to have undergone some transformation, "What is a saint, let alone you, an old immortal!" She looked up with a bright smile.

The bright sword qi appeared on her body, like a flame breeding in her heart, and the sword qi also carried the light of the flame, and then, she stepped forward with her sword, her smaller body with a heavy giant sword, and the dragon turtle giant horn made an ugly hissing sound.