"Brother Zhou, this is for you!"

As Jiang He spoke, he took the Rulai relics from his neck, put them in Zhou Daicheng's hands, and made a few gestures around him.

Then, a simple and ancient formation appeared in the void.

The golden Buddha's hand grasped Zhou Xuanwu and incorporated it into his body, and then quickly shrunk and turned into a flood bell, enveloping him.

Jiang He himself stood with his hands in his hands and waved his long sword to summon it.

"That's gone, kill him. ”

When those people saw that Jiang He had withdrawn his defensive powers, they were red-eyed one by one and rushed to come.

"I want to die? ”

Jiang He shook his head, and the Taiqing Divine Pill that had been suppressed in his body was released in an instant.

In just a moment, the incomparably powerful medicinal power filled the body.

It seems that after receiving the praise of the river, the Taiqing Divine Pill no longer controls the meridians of the river, but vigorously gains it.

"Half-step Divine Soul Realm!"

"The first floor of the Divine Soul Realm!"

"The second layer of the Divine Soul Realm!"

"The third layer of the Divine Soul Realm!"

Jiang He's strength stepped into the third layer of the Divine Soul Realm, and he was promoted to three levels in a row.

His body was filled with terrifying power, and Jiang He kept swinging the Sky Sword in his hand.

"Thirteen Swords of the Divine Gate!"

"The first move, Qinglin out of the water"

"The second type, Canglong raised his head!"

"The third type, the sword swings!"

......

One after another, incomparably mysterious sword moves appeared, and the immeasurable sword light devoured all the futures, ruthlessly like death, plunging the heavens and the earth into endless darkness again.

Everything seems to have fallen into peace.

When the light disappeared again, everyone was stunned.

Looking up at the void, his lips trembled, his face full of astonishment.

Those who had just made a move at Jiang He all stopped their movements and remained still.

"Puff puff!"

Their necks were gone, their heads separated from their bodies, and blood spurted upwards, turning their heads into a blood-red patch.

Everyone, all dead.

Zhou Xuanwu was the farthest away and escaped a catastrophe, but it was not much better.

Half of his body was shattered, his body was in tatters, he didn't seem to have any good bones, his flesh was blurred, and his expression was embarrassed.

No one knows what happened at that moment.

Zhou Daicheng opened his mouth wide, he was in the Admiralty, and his sight seemed to be surprisingly good.

He could clearly see what a terrible attack Jiang He had launched in the blink of an eye.

Each sword is unleashed, defeating the opponent without slashing it.

Instead, he lifted a weight lightly, destroying the opponent's neck with a sword, and directly separating the head from the body.

Those gods and souls that could escape were grabbed by Jiang He's big hands, pinched, and turned into nothing.

It was a picture he never dared to imagine.

......

The scene was silent, and the pins could be heard.

Shi Zhiran looked at all this blankly, unbelievable.

"Wow!"

Those who don't support the killing of rivers are all boiling.

Jiang He won, those people died, Zhou Xuanwu was seriously injured, and they could be alive!

"Okay, long live the river!"

A sword cultivation genius let out a heartfelt cheer.

Although he didn't see what happened just now, the talent of the sword heart was clear, and he clearly felt a mysterious and mysterious experience just now.

That experience, indescribable, indescribable, indescribable.

But all he knew was that Master had told him.

This is the highest level of kendo, and anyone who feels it can achieve substantial improvement.

Their ancestor was shocked by the fact that he was fortunate enough to see two great kendo masters fight.

Today, he feels it too.

But that man was not a great kendo master, but a teenager about his age.

"Doesn't he know the exercises of Buddhism, how can he be so powerful in swordsmanship?"

This sword cultivator was puzzled and puzzled.

Kill all the masters of the Divine Soul Realm who come to attack, that mysterious and terrifying flying sword, it can indeed be done.

But that kind of mysterious realm is far from what he can achieve.

This can only be displayed if you truly comprehend the way of the sword to the supreme realm, and you can pinch it with your hands and perfect it.

That man is the river!

Like the idea of this sword cultivation genius, like a fire of the prairie fire, spread in the hearts of everyone.

Zhou Daicheng opened his mouth wide, but he still didn't digest the figure of Jiang He's demon god just now.

Qin Jiu's eyes were confused and said: "Is that the master's sword realm? Sure enough, the mountains are up, and my generation is chasing after it." ”

Xu Youzhi smiled bitterly and said, "No wonder Master didn't let us make a move, it turned out that he was really sure, and I also wanted to help Master so that he could teach us a few more days, but the plan fell through." ”

When Chen Fan heard this, he smiled and said, "Don't worry, there will be opportunities in the future, but I am better than you, I can expect that the master will fight back." ”

Zhao Yong's frowns stretched out, let out a long breath, and looked at Jiang He's eyes full of admiration.

"Your Highness has really found a good master, originally thought that Jiang He had a crooked mind and wanted to use His Highness's power to plot against him, but now it seems that he ...... The old man's vision is too low. ”

Zhao Yong guarded the old man beside him, shaking his head and crying.

"Ah, my master is so powerful?" Zhao Yong heard the old man beside him praise others for the first time.

You must know that even Shen Qingyi, who was born with a saint-level battle soul, is just an amazing talent in the old man's mouth.

Other talents on the Tianjiao list are even more called talents, but they may not be able to become great tools.

Only Jiang He, for the first time, was praised so horribly by the old man.

"The ancient scriptures of Buddhism, the extreme realm of swordsmanship, well-versed in ancient and modern, and bold, these are not a small Tianjiao list, and a Great Zhou Dynasty can tolerate. ”

The old man who was in charge of guarding the safety of the three princes muttered, "Maybe the Eastern Regions are just a temporary foothold for him. ”

"Could it be that the teacher is going to the Zhongzhou Holy Land? That place was also a fatal attraction to Zhao Yong.

"Pretty much. ”

The old man smiled, he looked up, crossed the river, and looked at the sky.

He even had an idea in his heart that he wasn't sure about.

Shatter the Void!

This young man, sooner or later, will break the confinement of tens of thousands of years, soar in the day, and achieve a generation of martial arts myths.

A small Haotian Tower, just a shortcut to the sky.

Only by shattering the void is the right path, and is it the true way to prove the Tao with strength.

He had never seen anyone with such potential before.

That division is counted as one, and Ao Xin and He Tianhou from Zhongzhou can also be counted, but they can only break into Haotian Tower.

can truly break down barriers and promote to the upper realm.

I'm afraid this is the only one in the world.

The man, standing on the edge of the sky, was right in front of him.

At that moment, a streamer of light flew.

A little cold comes first, and then the next person comes out like a dragon.

"Jiang He, if you dare to hurt my master, I ......"

Before the words fell, Jiang He's eyes bent a little indifferently, and a domineering and unrivaled energy blasted over.

"Poof!"

The visitor spat out a mouthful of blood and flew straight upside down, hitting mountain peaks.

"Ahhh

"Heavy pupils, heavenly thunder!"

When the man came again, blood flowed from his golden eyes, and the void was filled with dark clouds in an instant, and the sound was shaking.

"Click!"

A sonic boom pierced the eardrums, and a purple thunderbolt the size of a bucket fell vertically from the nine layers of sky, and the target was the river.

"Woohoo!"

Jiang He stood with his hands down, waved out his sleeve robe, and cut off the thunder with a sword.

"Mole ants, dare to fight against the sky!"

Shi Zhiran's mouth came out of a mixed male and female, young and old voice.

At this moment, it is no longer Shi Zhiran who is standing in this world, but ...... The will of the heavens.

The one who redoubles the pupil is the regeneration of the will of heaven and earth, especially after the heavenly thunder is cast, and the heavenly dao consciousness is thoroughly implemented.

At this time, if anyone dares to fight against the thunder, it is against the sky.

Whoever it is, there is no doubt about death.

"Boom!"

The terrible muffled thunder exploded in the clouds, and everyone felt their scalps tingle.

The incomparably terrifying power of the Heavenly Dao crushed them, and the chill that made them shiver was cold from the top to the soles of the feet.

"Click!"

Everyone covered their ears, and an even thicker purple thunderbolt slashed down.

The river slashing sword waved, and the thunder dissipated.

"Slash the sky and thunder with a sword, fight against the heavenly calamity?!"

The hairs on everyone's bodies stood up, and the rivers simply subverted their understanding.

In their hearts, the heavenly thunder is the supreme existence, and it is the punishment of the heavens for the scum of the human race.

Under the mighty power, everything will come to naught.

The catastrophe is a nightmare in the hearts of countless people, and they can't even raise the slightest idea of resisting.

And what is he doing?

He's fighting the sky!

"Click!

The people who had lost their minds were still looking up and watching another thunderbolt mercilessly slash towards the river.

This was followed by a series of thunderstorms, which became more and more terrifying, and the destructive force was against the sky.

"Click! click!"

The Sky Slashing Sword couldn't swing it, and finally a heavenly thunderbolt slashed straight down and hit Jiang He's body.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang, and the eardrums of the people who shook hurt and some people had blood flowing from their ears.

After a series of fluctuations just now, the loss of true yuan was too large, and the real cultivation was not very strong.

Since such a heavenly will, it is nothing more than an ant.

"Master!"

Qin Jiu, Xu You, Chen Fan, and Zhao Yong, at this moment, they all roared in unison.

"If you dare to go against the sky, you will be told to wait for the thunder to strike you, and your soul will be scattered!"

The majestic and solemn voice came from the mouth of the teacher, and the heavy pupils in the beautiful eyes seemed to have thousands of gods and spirits.

Behind her, the divine chains formed by the laws of the Great Dao made a clanging sound, blooming with dazzling divine light, long hair fluttering, and the beautiful side of her body was like a true immortal falling into the dust.

"Die!"

The true immortal jade finger was raised, pointing to the river.

"Boom, boom!"

The thunder and lightning that kept coming from the void kept roaring, and the void turned into darkness.

Countless space debris fell, and people were scurrying in shock, not daring to stop for a moment.

Qin Jiubei bit his lower lip tightly, his eyes were red and swollen, and he didn't know that his tears had dried up.

Xu You's fists creaked, and blood stains appeared in his palms, but he didn't realize it.

"If the thief kills my master, I will kill the sky!"

Xu You's eyes were about to crack, and the golden body of the battle was instantly blessed.

Chen Fan's eyes were blank, the terrifying sea of blood above his head was rolling, and his eyes flashed with unprecedented darkness.

"How can this be, can this kind of power be controlled by people?"

Zhao Yong's expression was panicked, and he felt a heartache for no reason.

"Alas, the creation of the world, as expected, is beyond human speculation, the rivers have stabilized the situation, but they are still no match for the way of heaven. The old man beside him sighed.

"Brother, he, his breath ......"

Long Xingyun's body was weak, and he was about to fall, but fortunately, he was caught by Long Wu, who was wearing a dog's head mask next to him, and held him in his arms.

A bright tear flowed from her pretty face, covering her face, tears flowed down her face.

"There's no way, every one of the heavy pupils has atmospheric luck, I'm afraid that the blow just now has already hurt the foundation of Shi Zhiran, and the Heavenly Dao has to come out. ”

Long Wu shook his head, as a member of the Long family, he had a long heritage, and naturally knew much more things than outsiders.

In the world, Tianjiao Junyan emerges endlessly, and every generation has a young supreme and martial arts master born.

But none of them are the most special.

There is a kind of person who has endless atmospheric luck, walks and encounters treasures, falls off cliffs and does not die, and can turn evil into good fortune in every danger.

They are called Destiny.

But destiny will also die, they are just favored by the sky, at most let them have more good luck, and in the end, it depends on themselves.

But in this, there is a more special existence, which almost has an immortal body.

It's not that they are strong, it's that they have the protection of the will of heaven.

Whenever they are going to die, the heavens will appear and remove all obstacles for them.

No one knows why, but all kinds of examples throughout the ages prove that this matter could not be more clear.

This kind of person has double pupils, and is also known as a double pupil.

Shi Zhiran is the heavy pupil of the world.

Now it is the embodiment of the will of this heaven and earth.

Jiang He is against her, that is, against the sky, and the consequence is the thunder just now!

There was no way to stop him.