Chapter 1119, Sword Prison

The power of a sword, the wind and thunder are startled, and the world collapses!

Everyone outside the mountain is hundreds of miles away, but this great momentum still comes from a distance, and many people even feel that their chests are stuffy and their qi is unstable!

Burst!

Someone spit out a mouthful of blood directly!

The hearts of the people were terrified!

These hundred miles away, they have to bear such power, what kind of impact should the advanced person who is in the center and bear the brunt of it bear, and what kind of embarrassed state should he be!

"Mr. Long, did that person leave a whole corpse?" everyone had just reacted from the impact just now, but then, they turned their attention to the mountain again, paying attention to the person in the field!

Long Jizi raised his eyes and watched, his expression solemn!

But then, I shook my head!

"I can't see it, I can't see it!"

"Your dragon's eye can't see through it?" someone asked respectfully.

Long Jizi is rumored to be a descendant of the true dragon, although the dragon's blood is thin, but he is gifted with supernatural powers, and he was born with a pair of divine eyes, which can see through the void, shuttle through the void, and see things that ordinary people can't see!

The people in it are all peerless figures, not that my dragon eye can see through them?" Long Jizi closed his eyes and recuperated, and just after using the dragon eye to glance at it, he felt that his eyes were stabbed by a sharp knife, and his body was even more surging!

This is a battle between heaven and man, and it is not something that a character like him can peep at! If you forcibly watch it, let alone this eye, I'm afraid, even if you can live a good life, it is an unknown!

"There's another dragon there!" Long Jizi was calm on the surface, but his heart was already shocked beyond measure!

The power of the sword just now, everyone was far away here, and they couldn't bear it, but the person who was promoted was safe and sound!

He stood tall on top of the dragon, his clothes fluttering, and he was dressed strangely, but he had a heroic spirit!

"This is the strongest one!" Long Jizi commented in his heart!

"If you can survive this catastrophe, I'm afraid that there will be a withered nest Zen master again in this world!" Long Jizi said.

A hundred years ago, the withered nest Zen master enlightened here, jumped into the peak of Jindan, and then shined, and then, it was even more powerful, and the whole person has now transcended the outside world, becoming a legend in the Divine Continent!

Now, the whole person in front of me doesn't know if I can hold it!

However, thinking of the withered nest Zen master, a thunderbolt suddenly appeared in Long Jizi's mind!

"It is said that when the Zen Master of the Dry Nest was promoted, it was also a violent change of wind and thunder! The place where the Zen Master of the Dry Nest was promoted was also cut to the ground! Could it be ...... Could it be that the person from a hundred and ten years ago is still alive now?" Long Jizi was shocked in his heart!

Thinking of this, his mind turned again, as if he remembered something terrifying, but he silently looked at the mountain peaks in the distance, and never dared to say a word again!

I am afraid that if I accidentally leak the secret of heaven, I will encounter an unwarranted disaster when the time comes!

The wind and thunder converge, the heaven and the earth are discolored, this sword wind and thunder is really powerful!

It's a pity that he forgot that Yang Ting is the existence of the pinnacle of Jindan, even though he has not experienced the baptism of heavenly thunder, but his strength has already been perfected, and he has just taken a step forward!

This raging sword intent may be of great use against those cultivators below the Jindan, or even in the middle of the Jindan, but it is of no help to himself at all!

"I gave you a chance, but you don't know how to cherish it!" the man said to Yang Ting.

Hearing this, Yang Ting finally got angry!

It's always been this haunted guy who is looking for trouble with himself again, but, now, listening to his tone, it seems that he has always been ignorant of what he is doing, and he has to deliberately get along with him!

"What kind of thing are you, dare to speak to Lao Tzu like this! Lao Tzu also gave you a chance, but unfortunately, you don't know how to cherish it!" Yang Ting scolded him angrily.

The phantom was stunned for a moment, but then, he reacted, and then, he looked up to the sky and laughed, as if he had heard the funniest story!

Then, the guy in white had some lamentation in his expression!

"It's been a long time since I came out, and many people don't know me, the white-clothed sword immortal Bai Wuji!Oh, people like to call me by another name now!" the man muttered to himself!

"your white-clothed sword immortal!" Yang Ting shouted angrily!

Then, he punched it out again!

Roar!

The sound of the dragon's chant shook the four fields, and the heavens and the earth changed color!

This is the sound of a real dragon roaring, some of them are timid, and they are directly shattered in their hearts!

A golden dragon flew out and slashed through the air in a graceful arc!

Bang!

There was a loud bang, as if the co-workers had hit Buzhou Mountain!

The golden dragon directly crashed into the body of the white-clothed sword immortal Bai Wuji, but it was not able to get close!

"Evil beasts dare to offend true immortals, beheaded!" Bai Wuji said coldly.

Scold!

A sword light flew by, and the flying dragon that looked like it was cast of gold was directly slashed by the flying sword!

The real dragon is gone, and the sword light is hidden!

That white Wuji's figure seemed to have become a little illusory!

"Self-defeated, no one can take my two swords without defeat! You are the first! Be proud!" Bai Wuji said indifferently.

"But it's time for this to end!"

After speaking, the long sword in his hand flew up suddenly!

The sky is full of sword light, and the whole world is shrouded in this sword light, as if it is about to be cut apart by this sword light!

Then, with a shake again, the heaven and earth, which were originally shrouded by sword light, changed again at this moment, and the wind and clouds were turbulent, but in an instant, they completely calmed down!

The wind doesn't move, the clouds don't move, the mountains don't move, the people don't move!

Everything doesn't move!

The man floated up and groaned leisurely:

Infinite Sword, Infinite Sword, Ancient and Modern!"

One word at a time, like a spell, there was still some light in the sky, but with this chanting, this heaven and earth changed again, not only the sky was completely shrouded in sword light!

Even the ground under your feet seems to have become a sword hell at this moment!

The sword light flickered, and there were long swords everywhere!

And what was even more strange was that Yang Ting unexpectedly found that with the appearance of the last long sword, the sword light here had become a small world independently! Except for the fluttering Bai Wuji, no one and nothing could move!

Yang Ting felt that his body was imprisoned, and one after another sword lights were approaching, as if he was going to harvest his life at any time!

"After seeing my Wuji Sword Prison, you should have no regrets in this life!

Then, a sword flew out and stabbed at Yang Ting, who had been standing still.

Another sword flew in, and the momentum was like a flying immortal outside the sky!

Kill God when you meet God, kill Buddha when you meet Buddha!

The power of this sword, even, is even more magnificent than the first time it stabbed at Yang Ting's sword, and it is even more difficult to stop, and it is even unsolvable!

The sky is thundering, and the long sword is in the sky!

Even, in the Sword Prison, the thousands of sword lights at this moment also turned into countless flying swords, flying towards Yang Ting's side!

(End of chapter)