The heavens and the earth seemed to be dark, and everything around them was eerily quiet, and the noise of the crowd, the explosions, and the collapse of buildings were all far away.

A pure, condensed sword light lit up, with the will that penetrated the heavens and the earth, brilliant and brilliant, like the first light of the morning light!

"Flying Fairy Sword" is the only sword

Chen Xinlan closed her eyes, held the long sword in her right hand, and stabbed out calmly and slowly.

It was as if she was in another dimension, and the passage of time became extremely slow under the strong self-will.

So, as if in an instant, as if a long time had passed, this sword of self went around his arms and pierced into his body under the gaze of the mummy king.

"Get out of here!"

The mummified king roared wildly, and the circles of bandages wrapped around his body suddenly danced wildly.

Darkness descended, and death condensed into mist, which exploded and exploded.

The shock wave spread out in all directions, like a tumbling wave, and suddenly slapped Chen Xinlan and her sword directly away.

Burst!

The crimson was scattered in the air, each crystal glittering, and then quickly dimmed under the erosion of death.

As if a bone was broken, one of Chen Xinlan's hands twisted abnormally, her sternum collapsed inch by inch, and she was already dying when she fell to the ground.

However, her palm still held the cyan sword tightly.

"Are you dead?" Aisey leaned against a wall, her eyes fixed on the terrifying figure in the sky.

There was a crack in his eyebrows, and he was red and low, and his body was in pain everywhere, and it was about to crack!

There is a large amount of death energy in his body that is frantically destroying, his own life energy is rapidly depleting, and the pain is incomparable, and it is very difficult to even stand alone.

Not only Aixi, but also everyone including Zhang Juncai, Belen, Little Golden King, Xu Yao, etc., have been seriously injured.

Not only did everyone use the strongest means, but they also broke out their own tricks, and their physical strength was seriously overdrawn and they were almost prostration.

Moreover, although everyone was caught off guard by beating the mummy, and took advantage of the dispersion of the opponent's power to make a violent attack, the king was too powerful, and almost everyone was seriously injured.

Whether they were lying in the pit, or leaning on the ruins, or supporting each other to stand up with difficulty, everyone looked up, and the figure in the air was full of hope and expectation.

The life aura of the mummy king began to weaken rapidly, and soon disappeared completely.

A bloody hole in his chest, larger than an adult's fist, began to fall to the ground.

"Mom is finally dead!" Zhang Juncai directly burst into foul language, and secretly sighed in his heart, the sword of only me is worthy of the legendary forbidden secret technique, and it can actually kill the king!

The Forbidden Secret Technique is a special method that was born after the great changes in the heavens and the earth, and it has incredible destructive power, and it can even be used to fight beyond the ranks.

Since the great changes in heaven and earth, the avenue is lofty, the rules are broken, the origin is scarce, and the transcendent can no longer achieve ultimate detachment and realize the essential leap of the life level.

However, in the past thousands of years, one era after another, countless Tianjiao have appeared, they are amazing for eternity, their talents are unparalleled, and they are all masterpieces of a generation.

When these people crossed the third level of life ladder, but could not really break through, they opened up another path.

With their cultivation, their strength became stronger and stronger, and the rules they comprehended became more and more profound, but the life level was still at the top of the third-level life ladder.

Some of them have even more terrifying powers, and they can even kill real immortals and gods.

These people are called the taboo powerhouses.

However, it didn't end there.

Everyone's smiles suddenly froze, and their eyes showed disbelief.

In mid-air, the mummy's falling body suddenly stopped descending, and floated more than 30 meters high.

Strange descended and turned into a world of the dead, and mounds and graves spread into endless distances.

The wind gusted between heaven and earth, and the black mist filled the air like a ghost.

A tomb suddenly cracked, and one of the vague figures slowly crawled out, turning into a ghostly light, piercing the line between the unreal and the real, and submerging into the motionless body of the mummy.

His already dim eyes suddenly brightened, and the breath of life appeared, recovering and strengthening at an incredible speed, and it returned to its peak state in a few breaths.

"Eternal Silence in the Underworld" borrows corpses to resurrect souls

In fact, don't look at the scary writing on the mummy's chest, it's far from a fatal injury.

For a king-level life, although this injury is not light, it is far from fatal.

The real point of the sword of self is actually to attack the soul of the opponent.

The powerful self-only sword intent can directly cut the opponent's soul, and it is extremely powerful.

Unfortunately, the Mummy King has two souls, one soul is cut in half, one half is used to control the body, and the other half is turned into a mystic.

At this moment, the mummy was angry and had palpitations.

As a dignified king, he was almost killed by a group of low-level lifeforms.

It's just a shame!

He reached out, his fingers clenched, as if grasping something, and pulled down sharply.

Before, because I was worried that I would kill everyone here directly because I was too heavy, in this case, I might not be able to find the breath of immortality.

But now, the mummy doesn't care about that anymore, he needs to vent!

The sky seemed to be dark, and within a radius of several kilometers it became extremely oppressive, almost breathless.

The black mist churned, like a thick dark cloud, in which it wriggled strangely, as if there were life and evil spirits.

The realm of death formed by "Eternal Silence of the Underworld"!

Everyone's faces showed a look of despair, and they could only watch as the tumbling black canopy slowly descended, getting lower and lower.

Zhang Juncai's flesh-and-blood palm reached into the pocket of his clothes, as if he wanted to take out something, but the pressure around him became more and more terrifying, and the air seemed to be viscous and liquid, making him completely immobile.

"I didn't expect me to die like this, I'm really unwilling!

I don't know what I have to do with that dream.

I was just reunited with my parents.

I've just embarked on the path of cultivation.

...

I'm really unwilling!"

Between a pile of rubble, Zhao Tian lay in it, half of his body was buried, and there were hideous wounds on his exposed skin, and the blood of the business continued to flow like a stream.

Seeing that the blackness that obscured the field of vision was getting lower and lower, the evil aura was blowing in his face, and the surroundings became more and more oppressive, almost breathless.

Zhao Tian almost fell into despair.

However, under this terrible pressure, something that has been dormant for countless years is gradually recovering.

In a ruin more than 30 meters away from Zhao Tian, under the masonry rubble, there was a buried box, and an inexplicable light overflowed from the edge.

This was Zhao Tian's room before.

And what was in that box was the rusty 'ancestral treasure' he had bought from a half-orc.

At this moment, the rust on it fell off piece by piece, and a ray of brilliance bloomed from the originally black and heavy metal.

With a slight buzzing sound, the wooden box shattered inch by inch, and the masonry and rubble flew into the air, and then exploded into smithereens in the air.

Phew!

Brilliant and dazzling, brilliant to the extreme!

A pillar of light soared into the sky, like a knife cutting through butter, penetrating the black canopy without any obstruction, directly tearing apart the death realm of the mummy king.

"What is this?"

The mummy's body swayed, and it staggered back several steps, barely able to maintain its levitation in the air.

He was shocked, ignoring his injured body due to the broken realm, and his eyes were fixed, staring at the brilliant pillar of light.

The eyes are tingling, as if there is a sharp stab, formless and substantial, but real.

The mummy's eyes were already dripping with dark blood, hanging on his entire face, extremely terrifying!

Zhao Tian suddenly felt something, and a trace of ripples appeared in his heart inexplicably.

Ancient, vicissitudes, vast, powerful... , the breath was permeating, making Zhao Tian feel as if he was facing a world, it was too shocking!

Among them, there is a kind of battle against heaven and earth, never say die, and déjà vu.

Blessed to the soul, Zhao Tian didn't know where the strength came from, a hand suddenly raised up, and grabbed towards the empty place.

A broken blade was held by him, and cold energy poured into Zhao Tian's body.

With a bang, Zhao Tian actually stood up directly, his eyes were unprecedentedly bright, bright and dazzling.

The broken weapon in his hand seemed to have spirituality, and it had a strange resonance with his consciousness, and the majestic and vast energy was frantically poured into the body through the palm of the hand that was in contact, but it did not harm his body in the slightest.

Zhao Tian was in a slight trance, his spirit was in a state of illusion and reality, he seemed to have become another person, holding a three-pointed two-edged gun and constantly fighting, killing one after another powerful opponents like gods and demons, until the end, the picture was frozen in the final battle.

Zhao Tian's eyes were slightly dazed, and he took one step, and the broken blade in his hand slashed into the air.

A brilliant divine light pierced the void, with an ancient aura of destroying the world and locking the mummy king in mid-air.

The mummy, who was in doubt, suddenly changed his complexion!

He clearly saw that from that dazzling pillar of light, a broken blade flew out and fell into Zhao Tian's hands.

I don't know why, when Zhao Tian held the broken blade with his hand, the mummy felt a strong palpitation, as if a large hole was about to come.

The bones of the mummy's whole body exploded, and the muscles tensed up like springs, bursting out with terrifying body power. With a hard kick in the air, the whole body rushed downward.

He didn't even have time to mobilize the life energy in his body!

However, it was simply too late.

The brilliant half-moon-shaped light flickered away, and then flew all the way into the distance.

"Phew!"

With an inaudible sound, an arm wrapped around a large number of sealed bags fell, and before it could hit the ground, it exploded into a cloud of dust.

Zhao Tian was unaware of this, and his eyes still looked dazed.

He took another step, and ancient runes appeared on the surface of the broken weapon in his hand, and the mysterious energy was diffuse, steaming, as if there were gods falling, as if there were immortals bowing their heads, as if there were beings kneeling down, and all kinds of visions were sinking or floating in them.

Holding this brilliant blade in one hand, Zhao Tian swung out again.