Chapter 792: Prestige (Second Update)

The sword opens the sea of clouds, and the power of the gods is astonishing.

Countless runes rose up, turning into an extremely brilliant brilliance.

Just like the sword god descended into the world, shaking the past and the present, only this sword is the eternity of the heavens!

But all those who witnessed this sword, no matter how strong or weak their cultivation was, all froze in place, and there was only boundless shock left in their hearts.

"You can't be wrong!

"Finally see it again, this sword that spans the past and the present!"

The twenty-one newcomers Tianjiao, including Shi Shengrui, were all full of fanaticism, as if they had returned to the Soul Liberation Lake, and Chen Xiao slashed out the same sword.

A sword proves eternity!

It was precisely because of this sword that they were convinced of Chen Xiao and the five-body cast.

Even Shi Shengrui, who had a deep grudge, finally let go of his prejudices and was convinced by Chen Xiaodao!

"What a terrible sword ......"

As for the others, they have long been completely stunned.

When they looked at this sword, their pupils couldn't help but tingle, and their vision became vast, only the vast sword light wandered and shuttled in the void.

Click!

The demon god who was as tall as 10,000 feet was cut in half by a sword.

And that's not all.

Even the sea of clouds that permeated the rear, the mysterious mist that shrouded the star field all year round, was also split on both sides under this sword.

If someone is looking down from outer space......

There was an invisible and substantial silk thread that stretched from the Purple Moon Star to the Yunhai Star.

It seems that the entire universe has been divided into two halves.

"What the hell are you ...... Who is ......?"

This sword came too quickly, and by the time the Black Feather Daoist finally came back to his senses and wanted to return to the dodge, it was already too late.

His flesh exploded in the sword light, turning into a blood mist floating in the sky on the spot.

Immediately after, a crystal clear soul core, filled with spiritual fluctuations, shot out of the blood mist, trying to escape.

However, in the next moment, the sword light flashed, crushing this soul core.

"Chen Xiao, even if you sink into hell, this seat will not ......"

The consciousness of the Black Feather Daoist, or rather, Arode, quickly weakened.

He tried all his strength and looked in the direction of Chen Xiao, as if he wanted to engrave this face in his soul forever.

Life after life, reincarnation, this revenge is difficult to eliminate!

"You don't have that chance. ”

Chen Xiao's expression was indifferent, and the sword light struck, wiping everything out.

Black Feather Daoist, death is gone!

"The Demon Soul Clan who dies under this type will not have a chance to go to hell. ”

Finally, the sword light that filled the sea of clouds gradually dissipated.

In the sea of stars, there is still silence.

"You...... You...... Ho ho ......"

Lin Qianjue opened his mouth in a trembling voice, but then found that something seemed to be choking his neck.

The words were on his lips, but he couldn't say a word.

It's something called fear.

Just like when Chen Xiao entered the Lin family.

haunted his heart, so that his breathing almost came to a complete standstill.

Since seizing the inheritance of the Burial Spirit Island and achieving the Yuan Dan Realm, Lin Qianjue has never felt it so clearly for a moment......

Your life is not your own!

"Lin Qianjue, leave your last words. ”

Chen Xiao was not shocked, and the clouds swept lightly.

Hearing this, Lin Qianjue trembled, and his face was as white as gold paper.

Not only him, but also the surviving warriors in the dragon ship fleet were also depressed, like mourning.

"Why did it become like this......

"Black Feather Daoist, just dead?"

"He, he, he...... ...... the hell is he? What monster?"

Not so long ago.

The group was full of ambition, and the fleet slaughtered into the starry sky, treating the Yunhai Holy Sect as fish and meat, waiting for their harvest at any time.

But how long has it been?

The tide has turned!

The boy who stood in the void was the god who really held the sword.

And they ...... It's just fish on a chopping board!

"The ...... Last words?"

As if he hadn't heard clearly, Lin Qianjue's face stiffened, and his whole body trembled.

Boundless fear, like a dark abyss, engulfed him completely, and he could not break free no matter what.

"Hey, hey, hey, Chen Xiao, don't be too complacent!"

Lin Qianjue laughed miserably, and suddenly his breath exploded, and the artistic conception of killing Xiao Suo was pervasive, as if he wanted to bury all living beings, he swept towards Chen Xiao in the air.

Funeral Magic!

In desperation, Lin Qianjue finally despaired.

This kind of supernatural power not only buries enemies, buries living beings, but also buries itself!

Bury others before burying yourself.

In this way, the power of the funeral technique can be exerted to the strongest limit.

"How many people have died in this battle because of you, and their resentful spirits will take the place of this seat and devour your soul!"

On the starry sky battlefield, invisible shadows condensed from nothingness one after another.

It was a strong man who had died in the hands of Chen Xiao before.

Their bodies were shattered and their souls were annihilated, but their resentment remained, and now they were manifested one by one by the burial spirit.

These resentful spirits opened their teeth and danced their claws, exuding monstrous resentment, and directly passed through the space and slaughtered Chen Xiao's body.

"Devour!"

Lin Qianjue's body rose with gray flames, and like moths to fire, they rushed towards Chen Xiao.

"Even if this seat is dead, I want you to endure the pain of soul splitting for the rest of your life!"

"Just these wraiths?"

Chen Xiao was expressionless and shook his head indifferently.

The inheritance of Burial Spirit Island, in Lin Qianjue's eyes, may be powerful and boundless.

However, in Chen Xiao's opinion, compared to the Dao system of the Corpse Immortal Sect, I don't know how many levels it is behind.

The so-called burial technique is even more clumsy, without the slightest threat.

"Amitabha. ”

With the sound of a Buddha horn, the light of the Buddha shone all over the sky, and all the resentful spirits and all the grievances melted in an instant, turning into curling green smoke and dissipating.

"How could you-"

Lin Qianjue's eyes widened, and he wanted to say something.

Suddenly, a palm struck, breaking through the space, and the terrifying energy exploded in front of his chest.

Bang!

Lin Qianjue, dead!

"This, this, this, and this ......"

Cloud Sea Holy Sect.

One by one, one by one, the disciples were already shocked to the point that their thinking was blank.

Only Duanmu Pengxiao and Song Ziyao were the first to recover from the shock, and hurriedly used their mana to wake up everyone.

"All of them attack and clean up the battlefield!"

......

this day.

It is destined to shake the sea of clouds and be recorded in history forever.

The Lin family's dragon ship fleet attacked the Yunhai Holy Sect in a big way, but it was broken and sunk in the middle of the road.

Through surveillance satellites in space, people were able to capture amazing footage.

The wreckage of the dragon ships, floating between the stars, is like an ancient battlefield, making countless people's hearts throb!

"What's thatβ€”"

There are also probes who have observed that there is a majestic energy like the sea, condensed in the dark space.

Once stimulated by external forces, it will truly manifest itself and become a god-man who stands up to the heavens and the earth.

It is as if he is an ancient god king, who has transcended time and engraved his imprint in time and space eternally!

"After this battle, the world is invincible!"

On this day.

Chen Xiao's name resounded in the sea of clouds!

......

(End of chapter)