Chapter 590: Ten Thousand Swords Dynasty Sect (1)
Do it knowing you can't do it!
The direct consequence was the earth-shattering, earth-shattering terrifying collision, resulting in a storm that completely obscured the void. The towering giant hand that shook www.biquge.info hundreds of millions of miles of mountains and rivers, and the hazy, formless barrier, indifferently turned into two huge giants who were moving and still, colliding and fighting together.
Stir up layers of earth-shattering fluctuations in the dome of annihilation!
It is like two stones that are pushed by the great force, which are obviously so indestructible that mortal bodies are difficult to shake. But under the irresistible huge force, it slammed into the sky, splashing the dust, and the subsequent pushing force made the two impacted stones bound to split a result and make one side shatter!
"Poof!"
Loud and loud bangs rang out.
The silver hair danced wildly without the wind, and Mehal looked up at the sky, his slender body clicking and bending. At this moment, in his reflected eyes, the impact area turned into two stones colliding together, the monstrous storm, the brilliant light, but the inch of lime splashed by the stones, became extremely dim, and the stone became the only one.
And under this one, the silver-haired Maihal could clearly observe that on the stone, cracks and slits, his heart was bombarded, because the stone represented his long sword.
Fail!
The reality of what happened in front of him was like a heavy blow that smashed down, shattering the luck of his crazy insistence. No matter how he struggled thousands of times, the heavenly power was in the dust, that invisible and qualitative barrier would not be broken, that is, it would not be broken, there was no possibility of luck, even if the price he paid was extremely huge.
"Do you want to continue?"
Mahal murmured softly, the mad will derived from his heart, and for the second time, a rare swaying was sluggish. The long sword that blocks the starlight, the invisible and insubstantial barrier that rushes towards the torrent of mystery, is a barrier naturally derived and condensed by the power of heaven and earth, representing the sky, and the one who violates the sky, even him, will be suppressed!
Along the way, Mehal's long sword has been going forward, overcoming thorns and thorns, life and death, and never dying. Except for the White Dragon Daojun, he had never hesitated once in a row on a matter, let alone twice.
"Snort!"
Hundreds of millions of miles of shaking mountains and rivers in the void, at the moment when Mehal was sluggish, the areas of heaven and earth were actually distorted, emitting a shocking roar. Suddenly, in the depths of the dark firmament, an invisible wind wave swept and spread through the collision, causing the shaking area to be distorted one after another as if it had been hit hard by terror.
In this distortion, one after another sneering voids began to appear terrifying and hideous cracks, as well as the shattered void, and in an instant, a large area appeared, revealing a piece of nothingness and fragmentation.
The third-layer world of the Demon God Ancient Tower was actually shattered and fell into the destruction that was about to begin!
It's not like a collision, the resulting spatial rift is a real broken nothingness. It represents a wound that cannot be repaired, of course, there may be means to repair it, but with the current state of Mahal, it is not possible, and now, shattering such a broken nothingness proves that the world will be truly broken.
If Mehal insists on going his own way and continues to impact, the invisible barrier that belongs to the power of heaven and earth will inevitably produce a shocking shock, shaking the third layer of the Demon God Ancient Tower, a world of hundreds of millions of mountains and rivers with a time flow rate that is a hundred times that of the outside world, into a broken void, and a place where life is cut off, and there is no spirit.
Silver hair fluttered in the wind, standing in the isolated place of the dark void, and Mahal was momentarily sluggish.
Such hesitation, electric light, a thousand thoughts. In just a short moment, the black-robed figure standing in the dark void in the distance, carrying the inscription black sickle, took an indifferent step forward and faced the silver-haired figure.
"Give it a go!"
The figure shrouded in a wide black robe, hoarsely spoke, obviously thousands of miles away, but the voice, but extremely clear, resounded in the place where Mehal stood, filled with the invisible coldness of the cold.
Standing in the void, Mehal, who was hesitant for a moment, his body shook.
Even the slender figure of the Divine Descendant who stood up from the huge vortex seemed to be shaking slightly, and he didn't expect this cold figure shrouded in a wide black robe to speak out at this time.
"Huh?"
The figure of Yinxing, who was carrying a long sword, turned his head indifferently, his eyes penetrated the distance of hundreds of millions of miles of mountains and rivers, and looked at the figure that was hoarse and cold, shrouded in a wide black robe. The distance between heaven and earth is infinitely shortened and narrowed, and under their gaze, it seems to be close at hand, and if you want to, you can step through it with just one step.
Even he didn't expect that the figure shrouded in a wide black robe would speak at this time.
It's like the sun always rises in the east normally, until one day, suddenly it rises in the west. Among them, the huge surprise impact brought made Mahal seem to be slightly distracted, and he did not expect this.
Guiguzi, who was carrying a black sickle with an inscription, standing above the void and shrouded in a wide black robe, nodded visibly when Mehal came and went, and said hoarsely: "Isn't it just the price of paying a piece ......of the world!" Can't afford to pay it? Kins, I'm right?"
As he spoke, Guiguzi, who was shrouded in a wide black robe, stared at the mighty figure of the god descendant who stood up from the huge vortex, which was the second faith body of Kings.
"Yes!"
Facing Guiguzi's rhetorical question, the second body of Kings, standing in the huge vortex, said a word very briefly, across the distance of countless thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, the pair of pupils that were not like humans, glowing with different lights, stared at Guiguzi, stared at the silver-haired Mehal who looked at him from the isolated darkness, his eyes were intertwined, and his thoughts were clear.
Isn't it the price of a piece of the world, can't you afford it?
Mahal's body shook slightly, his eyes intertwined with Guiguzi, intertwined with Jins, for no reason, laughter breeded, so that he couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh, the laughter was loud and earth-shattering, high-spirited, and the clouds dispersed.
With these two good friends, what about paying the price of a world after listening to this?
In addition to the third layer of the Demon God Ancient Tower, he also has the fourth, fifth, and sixth layers, and he who has seen the Demon God Ancient Tower itself, clearly knows that the Demon God Ancient Tower has a total of nine layers.
What's the point of losing a layer of the world?
As for the shock that belongs to the impact collision, the anti-shock that emerges from Tianwei, the power of suppression, he Mahal is afraid of heat energy essence blood, what is there to be afraid of? The difference between life and death is not necessarily!
As soon as the thought was born, the silver hair danced wildly, Mehal stopped laughing, his eyes were full of essence, and for a while, even the sound of clicking bones from his body vibrated was not even noticed at this time.