No one will take their lives and joke about it. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoWhat's more, standing at the peak of the great duke's realm, who can't grasp his own destiny, understand it thoroughly, and make up for himself by means of heaven, it is by no means a short one hundred and eight years old, and even the longevity limit of an ordinary spirit refining god powerhouse has not been reached, it is only half.

Countless thoughts came and went, making Mahal's thinking clearer and calmer.

In the world, no matter how many powerful people in the world, they can't compare to a truly great duke, only the world's strength and strength of their own Shinto cultivation is truly fearless of anything and invincible in the world.

His gaze slowly turned and moved towards the sky, across the sky, and the torrent of mysteries was galloping!

It is a torrent of mysteries composed of brilliant rays of mysteries. Hanging above the dark sky, I don't know the origin, I don't know the end, the flow is endless. Even if there was no peerless powerhouse at the peak of the Divine Source Realm at this time, this mysterious torrent of mysteries still did not disappear into the sky.

All because, above the surging torrent of mysteries, there is a long sword glowing with starry luster.

This starry long sword, carrying heavy loads, floats on the surging and mighty river of Upanishads, drifting with the waves, but it does not flow with the flowing and rushing Upanishads long river, flowing into the distance. On the contrary, this starlight sword is like a towering tower, standing in the torrent of mystery, ripples and stirring, not moving at all.

It seems that this starlight sword that carries sinking and floating can't even wash away the torrent of mystery!

When Mehal's gaze came, on top of this ordinary long sword, there was a bang, and it exploded in front of his eyes, and the vast terrifying qi inside was like a bursting star, rolling and shattering.

Let the void world in front of you roar and tremble invisibly.

It was like a beast breaking out of its cage, the flood opened the floodgates, and the boundless terrifying qi above the long sword rose from the mysterious torrent on the dark sky, traversing the void of Xiaohan, stirring the endless rolling wind and clouds in all directions, and changing the color of the heavens and the earth.

Immeasurable dazzling starlight, from above this long sword, sprayed the shining void!

Immediately, the dim yellow colors reflected in the hundreds of millions of mountains and rivers, as well as the vast, almost boundless dusk stars. From this long sword, under the light of the sky-rushing stars, it was darkened and lost in a trance.

A sword comes out, the sun and the moon fade, and the wind and clouds are dark!

This is an unimaginable and indescribable sword light, a grass can be a sword, cutting the sun, moon and stars, a stone can be a sword, shattering the scorching clear sky and the sun. Under the bright and immeasurable starlight, the avenue of sword intent changed in front of him, as if everything in the world could be a sword, including all of the way of the sword, which was clearly presented in the pupil of sight.

"Zheng!Zheng!"

Suddenly, on hundreds of millions of miles of mountains and rivers, a sword roar sounded, this sword roar, like a baby's cry, but echoed in the abbot's land. But in an instant, above heaven and earth, a second sword roar sounded, followed by a third, a fourth, a fifth.... The sound of the sword roar on the hundreds of millions of miles of mountains and rivers is connected and continuous.

Countless long swords, without the urging of their masters, roared on their own, like people who shouted feverishly, supplying their own kings, sages, as far as they could see, the Ten Thousand Swords Dynasty Sect, couldn't help but tremble and vibrate.

And this is the mystery of the sword!

After sleeping for nearly two hundred years, it finally recovered from the long river of Upanishads, showing the tip of its magnificent iceberg, proving its successful metamorphosis, and emitting the aura that belongs to the mystery of the sword.

"Bang!"

At the moment when the starlight sword stirred the wind and clouds in all directions and burst out with immeasurable light, an earth-shattering sound suddenly came from above the surging mystical torrent that crossed the sky. Immediately after, the long sword that burst out with immeasurable light, like a Shinto powerhouse that had been hit by a punch, flew towards the heaven and earth beyond the torrent of mysteries.

After the successful transformation, he continued to gallop, surpassing the mysterious torrent that was beyond the world, and finally showed his terrifying power at the tip of the iceberg, and the monstrous impact directly shook this starlight sword out of the torrent.

Tianwei, don't commit it!

The wandering flowers of Oyihong swept away, mighty, rolling and flowing towards the unknown area with no end, and disappeared in front of Mehal, hidden in the depths of the heavens and the earth, and disappeared for half a minute. The mystery is heaven and earth, the world, and where there is a derivation of the world, there will be the existence of the torrent of the mystery.

"Woo-ra!"

The sword roars through the clear sky!

The starlight sword that was shocked out of the mystical torrent shimmered in the world, and the extremely brilliant and shocking light spun and rushed towards the vast and boundless, endless and endless dusk star, falling into the sustenance.

Ten thousand swords rang out in unison, and the sound of the sword whistle stopped at this moment!

The silver hair danced wildly without wind, Mehal closed his eyes, sat down cross-legged, and at this moment attracted the mystery of the sword that existed in his own breath, and the starlight fell from the sky, like sitting on the waterfall of the galaxy, and began to carry the mystery of fusion.

Three hundred years of the Third World!

It has made a huge and incredible change in the many strong people who can still cultivate. But such a three-hundred-year period is for the mysterious torrent that is rushing across the sky and entrenched in the unknown place of the dark firmament.

Perhaps, it's just a short period of three years like the outside world!

The mystical torrent in the depths of the dark firmament, which is above the world, and the time flow speed of the billions of miles of mountains and rivers in the third layer of the Demon God Ancient Pagoda can affect the time flow rate of the mystical torrent, Mehal does not know.

What can be known and grasped is that just two hundred years ago, that is, more than a hundred years after the starlight sword, the mystery of the sword, rushed into the torrent of mystery. The torrent that frantically devoured the mysteries and formed a huge vortex of expansion had already stopped devouring, and the calm was faded one after another, and there was no inexplicable movement or result in any way.

It is also the pause that belongs to the mystery of the sword of Mahal, so that the latecomers, the more than 1,800 or 900 people, have changed from the path of the Xuan Wen to the peerless powerhouse of the Shinto. There is an opportunity to integrate the supreme mystery deduced from its own origin into the rolling torrent of mysteries in the sky, and successfully refine and transform, and break through to become a world-strong man.

If the mystery of Mahal's sword has been swallowed by the torrent of mysteries, how can those who come after have a chance?

Of course, the latecomers are not Mahal, who dare to condense the mystery of the sword that belongs to themselves, the king of a hundred soldiers. Most of the mysteries they condensed were the strongest mysteries suitable for themselves, and they were related to the sword.

The attack is sharp and superb, although it is inferior, not as good as the mystery of the sword, but the time and energy required are much shorter and less than the mystery of the sword of Mehal!

Perhaps, even if Mahal has been entrenched, he can still refine and transform!

But it is precisely in such a short period of time, and in such a small energy demand. More than 1,890 Shinto powerhouses have been transformed one after another successfully, mastering the supreme meaning that belongs to one person alone.

And pinned on the huge and boundless world of stars in the dusk!

Yes, the supreme mystery of the peerless powerhouse of the Divine Dao is used as sustenance, and traction, and the vast stars of the dusk light sprinkled over hundreds of millions of miles of mountains and rivers, even if you want to disappear and disappear into the third layer of the Demon God Ancient Tower, it is impossible.

It's like a kite, throwing strings, one after another, firmly holding the dusk stars!

Perhaps, the world-class powerhouses of the gods can also condense the mystery of the extremely powerful sword equivalent to Mehal, send it into the torrent of swords, and accept baptism and transformation. But they can't unite unless they kill themselves!

It's like a little kid dancing with a sledgehammer, what is the result?

It goes without saying that if they were latecomers, they would be the same as Mahal. Condense the mystery of the sword that belongs to itself, send it to the torrent of mystery, and accept the refinement and transformation. I'm afraid that not only will they not become stronger from now on, but they will also be constrained by the mystery of the sword, and perhaps, even the mystery of the sword will not be able to be urged.

Perhaps, condensing the mystery of the sword, sending it into the torrent of the mystery, accepting the refinement and transformation, and achieving the mystery, is a very simple thing, and there will be no danger to their lives, but they still have a broad future......

No one, taking the future as a bet, especially now, understands that it is not the situation after the dead!

Only what suits you is truly suitable and powerful. It is precisely because of this that the supreme mysteries they have mastered have been refined and transformed very quickly. What is even more rare is that the mysteries mastered are close to the mysteries of the sword.

It has the sharpness of the mystery of the sword, and the edge, which is indestructible.

And without exception, it is all the powerful mysteries of the supreme level, if it is placed in the Divine Territory Empire, it is definitely not weaker than the demonic power of the Divine Realm!

These mysteries of the strongest rank are free from and outside their limits, and they can be mastered.

Anyway, they are also at the peak of the Golden Core Realm, comprehending the existence of more than a dozen demonic beings. It is difficult to grasp such mysteries, but it is not impossible. However, whether they will be able to make achievements and achievements on these Supreme Paths in the future, no matter who they are, including themselves, is uncertain and cannot be speculated.

In the Shinto territory, there are many Shinto demons, and after being promoted to great power with their absolute talents, they are unexpected!

There are countless examples of this, which also leads to the fact that the real top power is very rare in the Shinto territory, and there is not one in a hundred, and there is a top power in charge, which can be regarded as an extremely terrifying overlord!

Many world-building powers who are not allowed to advance an inch are even willing to lower their statures to make friends with those top world-building powers, even if they lose their identity, but this is the reality, the default reality of the world-strong people in the Shinto realm.

"Nearly 2,000 powerful people in the world!"

Standing on the dilapidated and dim mountains and rivers, with long silver star hair flying in the wind, Mehal shook for the first time in his steps. If so, counting the more than 300 Divine Ancient Realm powerhouses who were planned to be self-detonating dead warriors, this time the world-building powerhouses cultivated by him personally reached more than 2,000.

The number has surpassed the peak of development and evolution in Chen Hong's memory!

Mo said that it was the peak period in Chen Hong's memory, even if it was placed in the current Shinto territory, it had surpassed any countdom, even if the top ten strongest countdoms were not comparable to them. And this is the terrifying Mahar who has mastered the demon god Guta and the essence blood heat energy!

Directly beyond the Shinto Territory Empire, thousands of territories, reaching a terrifying level that is about to be able to keep pace with the Three Princes, perhaps, now it is not as good as the Three Realms. How many years did it take him to reach today's grand occasion? Even if he really reached the level of the Three Realms, how many years would he need?

Mahal takes a deep breath!

Keeping pace with the leaders of the Three Realms, such a world-famous achievement, just thinking about it, can make the blood of the strong boil. Put it on any person's body, it is enough to make him proud, proud, proud, and even lead to a lifetime of merit, eternal and immortal. But in Mehal's view, there is nothing to be proud of in such an achievement.

Legend has it that the Snow Emperor poured snow for ten years, but at the age of forty-nine, he had already walked out of the Three Princes!

In the past, he may not have known the meaning, but now he has completely understood that stepping out of the realm of the Three Dukes means that at the age of forty-nine, the Ten Snow Emperor has reached the realm of the Great Duke, invincible. Just now we have to get out of the Three Realms to find a further path of terror and powerhouse, and break through!

Compared with it, this achievement of Mehal is like a firefly in the bright moon, which is simply insignificant!

You must know that to achieve the realm of a great duke in a short time, even he Mahal can't do it, even if there is an opportunity to directly achieve a great duke in front of him, but such an opportunity will take time to digest. Ten years of Snow Emperor Snow, at the age of forty-nine, but directly became a great duke, and the age of Mahal in the outside world is not much different.

The most important thing is that the Snow Emperor has been in the snow for ten years, and he is a lone traveler without any background!

At such an age and with such a background, with such a Shinto cultivation, of course, the ten-year Snow Emperor is called a recognized myth, and it is also a fact that no one can refute. Thinking about this ten-year snow emperor, Mahal doesn't feel that he has achieved this little achievement, what is there to be proud of.

No matter how much power is cultivated, in front of the existence of a truly great duke, it is just a group of humble ants that can be crushed with a snap of a finger, and the number has no meaning or use in front of the truly strong man.

Compared with the ten-year Snow Emperor Dumping Snow, he has no reason to be proud or proud at all.

What's more, he Maihar, as well as the Demon God Ancient Tower, and the auxiliary level of the Demon God Ancient Tower, change the speed of time, and the Ten Year Snow Emperor did not have it, otherwise, the final sitting would never be so simple.

One hundred and eight years old, the ten-year Snow Emperor poured into the snow, and Maihal once wondered if it was because of a terrifying holy weapon that changed the speed of time, so that the ten-year Snow Emperor was able to cultivate the snow in the early stage, leaving a dark disease, excessive consumption, and leading to the fall of the later stage, but just a thought, this thought, was silently extinguished.

If this is the case, as a strong man in the world, how can he not grasp a degree?