Suddenly, a terrifying aura flowed, and the mysteries of the law erupted in the void in turmoil, making people shudder.

The two sides trembled and were terrified.

In an instant, the void shattered, and a vast space-time tunnel as deep as a black hole appeared over the battlefield with azure lightning. The breath of time and space came to the face, making people feel that their bodies had aged a little in an instant, which was extremely terrifying.

At the end of the space-time tunnel, fragmentary images faintly appeared, and two figures stood outside the tunnel. In front of him, a sky-blue arrow body slowly gathered with strength.

"Phew. With the sound of an arrow, the sky-blue arrow body galloped all the way, rushing towards the Dao Jun in the battlefield at this end. Where the arrow body passed, the space-time tunnel could not withstand the power of this arrow, and exploded one after another.

On this side of the battlefield, the sky and the earth changed color, and the wind howled. The body of the arrow is so sudden, it has arrived in the blink of an eye. Daojun's eyes were as bright as lightning, and he sacrificed a big seal to smash this arrow.

"Boom. ”

The two collided, and a loud bang was heard, and the void was turbulent. The azure arrow body shattered and disintegrated, turned into a rain of light, and disappeared into the void.

Daojun was hit hard, his face was pale, and he coughed up blood.

The big gray seal was knocked away, smashed to the earth, and shattered thousands of miles of mountains and rivers along the way. The colorful brilliance of the Dao that lingered on the body collapsed, and the cracks spread out, as if shrouded in a spider's web.

"What a Daoist, I want to see how many Tissot you can take. There was a loud sound from the other end of the space-time tunnel.

As soon as the words fell, several sky-blue arrow bodies rushed all the way to this end of the battlefield, shooting towards Daojun with great momentum.

At this time, Daojun was in a very dangerous situation, and if he was a little careless, he was on the spot, and he was terrified in the distance, and he sweated for it.

"Groan...", a sonorous and powerful sword roar spread throughout the sky.

A pale golden immortal sword sank in front of the Dao Monarch. The body of the sword is pale gold, and the body of the sword is engraved with the sun, moon and stars on one side, and the mountains and rivers are engraved on the other. On the hilt of the sword, the art of farming and animal husbandry is written, and the policy of unification of the four seas is written on the other.

His expression was calm, and he held the hilt of his sword. Cut forward, the sound of clanging is deafening. His right hand gradually trembled, and although he tried his best to resist, there were still arrows that broke through the immortal sword and pierced his body one after another.

"Puff puff..."

Suddenly, blood splattered, staining the sky, as if a bloody rain had fallen.

At this time, Dao Jun was cracked, staggered backwards in the void for several miles, fell to the ground and got up again. Several terrifying blood holes on the body, a steady stream of blood springs, flowed down the body and fell to the ground, turning into a river of blood.

Daojun looked up at the space-time tunnel, his eyes were still extremely clear, and his divine light was shining. His will is like iron, but his condition is unbearable, like a bloody man. has long black hair, which has long been snow-dyed with white frost, his skin is slightly wrinkled, and his qi and blood are extremely lacking.

"It's not good, it's the Ancestral God of Space and the Ancestral God of Time. Daojun is in danger. In the battlefield, Dong Fu looked anxious and muttered to himself.

The big man gritted his teeth angrily, and his eyes were bloodshot and bloodshot. Clenched his fists, his muscles exposed.

The space ancestor god and the time ancestor god are comparable to the four ancestors of creation, but they are not comparable to the second generation god and the main god. Come one, Daojun is not a problem, but a pair is difficult to parry. The mystery of the law of space and the mystery of the law of time are intertwined into the mystery of the law of time and space, and even more.

The Great Seal flew on its own, and the colorful brilliance of the Dao fell, levitating above his head, and there were bursts of mournful sounds.

"Stand down, old man. Daojun stood unsteadily, looked at the cracked face of the big seal on the body, and said in a kind tone.

This large gray seal has been fighting with him for several eras, and the body of the seal is covered in bruises and tatters. The battle was fierce, and in an instant, millions of monks disappeared, and the opportunity could not be delayed. He didn't have time or energy to repair the Great Seal, and he was very ashamed in his heart.

"It's better to be broken than broken. The Great Seal heard a deep voice, resounding through the battlefield. The blood-stained immortal sword in the floating void also shook violently, surrounding Dao Jun, emitting bursts of sword sounds.

"Okay, the last battle, let's go together. Daojun's calm eyes glowed, and his majestic posture became more upright.

This scene made the monks on both sides look gloomy and show admiration on their faces.

"Let us grant you a glorious death. "In the space-time tunnel, several more Tissot condensed and shot towards this end of the Dao King.

At this moment, the sky shook and the earth was terrifying, and a groundbreaking edge shattered several Tissoter, and then rushed straight into the space-time tunnel and slashed to the other end.

"The two miscellaneous pieces hidden in the rat hole, see if Lao Tzu doesn't chop you. An earth-shattering roar spread across the battlefield.

A ten-foot-tall brute armed with a giant axe, wearing animal skins and barefoot. Behind him, the law is full of momentum. Stepping into the void in the distance, and then stepping into the space-time tunnel.

Subsequently, fragmentary images came out of the tunnel, and the barbarian man held a giant axe in his hand and slashed towards the Ancestral God of Space and Time.

"This guy is still as impulsive as ever. Dao Jun looked at the space-time tunnel and smiled bitterly, and then Huo Ran turned his eyes, his eyes were like electricity, and he looked at the second-generation necromantic god Olipost, the second-generation space god Nemertis, and the dark lord god Hipponoe.

He held the fairy sword as a crutch and straightened his body.

The god of necromancy, Olipost, controls the army of necromancy to charge, and on the side of the immortal gods and beasts, facing the Taoist friends who get up and fight each other with swords, they have a monstrous hatred for Olist, and they can't wait to eat his flesh and drink his blood.

Suddenly, a divine ray slashed into the field, and by the time Olipost caught a glimpse of the sword, it was too late. In an instant, he was split in half from head to toe by the gods.

A colorful flame flew in, and the void was blazing along the way, and white smoke rose from it. Then it landed on the remnants of Olist's body, causing a roar like a ghost crying wolf, which turned into ashes in a moment.

Nemertis, the second-generation god of space, saw this scene and trembled with fear.

"Space shuttles. Nemetis held his magic wand, and with a wave of it, vanished.

"If you can run away, I don't want the name of Daojun. As soon as the words fell, the large gray seal rose and smashed into the void somewhere. A scream was accompanied by a blood mist that splattered into the void...

The Lord God of Darkness, Hipponoe, turned into a billowing black mist and fled away.

The fairy sword floated in the air and groaned, and a divine light rose to the sky and slashed at it. A moment later, a right arm fell from the air to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

A group of pawns, losing their backbone, scattered in a hurry and fled in a hurry. But the chasing immortals, gods, and brute beasts worked together to kill a piece of armor and not leave a piece of armor. The blood flowed like a river, staining the vast land.

Celestial Empire, western suburbs of Kyoto, at the foot of Mt. Xiangshan, a private territory.

Ji Wuwei pondered for a moment and bowed his hand to Ji Wuchen and said, "I am the son of the head of the Imperial Sword Villa, and I am the son of the head of the Imperial Sword Villa. This fellow Daoist, give me a few thin noodles, and I will definitely repay it in the future. ”

Xiao Yanran's beautiful eyes overflowed with worry, and she looked at Ji Wuchen.

"Edgeworth? Face is won by strength. Ji Wuchen's expression was still calm, standing in place. The breeze is blowing, the robe is fluttering, and the temperament is so super elegant.

After hearing this, a few people from the Imperial Sword Villa didn't need to wait for Ji Wuwei's command, and rushed towards Ji Wuchen with a long sword in hand.

Ji Wuchen clenched his fist and smashed forward, only to hear a click. The fist hit the tip of the sword, and the sword body broke inch by inch, leaving only the hilt of the sword.

The man with the sword coughed up blood and retreated, his face pale.

Compared to ordinary swords, this sword is only slightly better, how can it block Ji Wuchen's fearless fist.

Ji Wuchen's figure moved, like a tiger descending the mountain, like a broken bamboo. After raising his palm to stun this person, he turned around and swept the three of them with his feet raised, like a dragon swinging its tail.

The three of them couldn't dodge, and they all flew out upside down, and the blood was in the air.

Xiao Yanran watched all this quietly, her beautiful eyes glowing.

Then, Ji Wuchen's eyes were as deep as a pool, and he turned his eyes to look at Qi Wuwei.

"Such arrogance, it turns out to be a bit of strength. Qi Wuwei walked forward, although his expression was calm, his heart was awe-inspiring.

Suddenly, he drew his sword and stabbed at Ji Wuchen, the blue gold sword was like a cyan dragon, wandering in the void, and it was in front of him in the blink of an eye.

Ji Wuchen was fearless in his heart, his right fist burst out, brilliant and dazzling, and he raised it and blasted towards the green gold sword. After several encounters, the Qingjin Sword gradually couldn't withstand Ji Wuchen's fierce attack, and the cracks were dense, and then it exploded, turning into iron filings, and falling one after another.

Suddenly, a colorful ring appeared in the sky, extremely bright, like colorful glass, smashing towards Ji Wuchen.

Ji Wuchen was indifferent, and when he approached, he turned his right fist into a palm and ingested it, and then his hands worked together, pulled and broken, shattered into several pieces, and fell to the ground.

"Poof" Qi Wuwei vomited blood, his face was pale, and a fainting sensation came from his brain that made his body shake.

Gong Wuwei is a divine cultivator, and he will be promoted to the stage of controlling the divine soldiers. Both weapons are connected with spiritual power, stored in the mind. Its force is injured, and it is inevitable that it will be dizzy.

Qi Wuwei and Xiao Yanran are both divine cultivators, and they will be promoted to the stage of divine soldiers, for Xiao Yanran, women's physique is originally weaker than that of men. At the same stage, it is inevitable that men will have a slight advantage.

Ji Wuchen is a body cultivator, and he is already in the realm of perfection of the body refiner. Physical cultivators are already at the head of the cultivation system, and the physical bodies of divine cultivators and soul cultivators in the same stage realm are relatively weak, and they have no advantage in melee combat. But this is not always the case, there are also examples of overcoming body cultivators in the realm of divine cultivators and soul cultivators, and at the same stage. Although the talented person is below the opponent's stage level, he can still defeat a strong enemy. The key is that the cultivation of the mystical method and the avenue of enlightenment, and the natural avenue is as different as the heavenly path law. There is also his own way of cultivation. Self-cultivation and construction cannot be compared. Self-cultivation is self-cultivation in order to improve the stage realm. Zhu Xiu used pills to forcibly rush to the rank and advance to the realm. Relying on external objects to ascend to the stage realm is not the right path after all.

In the dense forest, Qi Wuwei's face was pale, his mind felt fainting, he staggered and stood unsteadily, his eyes were cold and awe-inspiring, staring at Ji Wuchen.

"Before I change my mind, go. Ji Wuchen stood with his hands in his hands, his expression blank. He is disdainful of Wu Wei, like a weed on the side of the road, out of sight.

The few remaining disciples of the Imperial Sword Villa hurriedly helped Wuwei to go away.

"Thank you to this senior, save the little woman from fire and water. The three female disciples of Gentle Township walked over to Ji Wuchen and curtsied to show their gratitude.

Ji Wuchen touched his nose and laughed at himself in his heart, am I that old.

"Thank you, please ask for your name. Xiao Yanran bowed her head slightly, and her jade neck was as clear as fat jade.

"My name is Ji Wuchen. ”

Xiao Yanran looked at the junior sisters who were standing unsteadily and in rags, and asked Ji Wuchen: "Senior Brother Ji, please also send the Buddha to the west and escort me to the back faction, and my teacher will definitely repay you." ”

The four of them all had dry divine powers, and it was difficult to drive weapons and lotus platforms. If a few people come back again, it will be a great disaster.

"Let's go. Ji Wuchen walked forward alone, Xiao Yanran and the others were happy, and followed closely behind with a lotus step.