As the Heavenly Ruins Lingzun, this title already represents the supreme status and strength, destined to walk proudly on this world, setting off a huge storm - thousands of years ago, the Earth Sea Green Emperor, changed the pattern and fate of the entire Earth Sea World, although the sculptures and residual traces about him have been covered with thick moss, but the rest of the glow still makes people look up to this day.

Qiye, who has the same status as the Qing Emperor, his goal is not to eliminate and quell these land wars, but to erect countless monuments that people in the world look up to.

Being worshipped and enjoying a highly respected status are things that are difficult for most people to refuse, and there is no temptation or attraction for him.

The only allure for him was the powerful sense of superiority of being in the highest part of the world, overlooking the lonely mountains and standing alone.

And the truth of reaching the highest place in this world is to be forever proud of others on the path of cultivation. So that's what he's always done. has always been far beyond the people around him, beyond people's jealousy at the beginning, to envy, to awe, to look up, and then to only look far away. Until the Heavenly Ruins Spirit Venerable, he had already left many people far behind him.

He is qualified to proudly surpass the land of heavenly ruins, like a bright moon hanging lonely and faint in the void. Even if he wanted to catch up with some Heavenly Ruins Elders with extremely high cultivation, all he lacked was time.

But such a lonely high finally collapsed after seeing the little master Qingtianhe.

In the seventh night, I only saw Qingtianhe perform the Three Thousand Nirvana Gong once. Before that, he would never admit that there were still beings in this world that he might not be able to surpass in his lifetime.

In front of the middle-aged uncle who seemed to be dirty, but the overall elegant and fresh color of the Tianxu was diametrically opposed, the most unkempt, and unruly, he felt an unprecedented sense of frustration and despair for the first time.

It was the cruelty of arrogance being ruthlessly shattered. It was the tragic decision of self-esteem being smashed on a solid wall like tofu. It was a great frustration, a strong jealousy, and even a sense of awe and admiration that followed.

This is the feeling that he brought to others in the past, but in front of Qingtianhe, he has the feeling of a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

So for the first time, he had the feeling of bowing and worshipping, and proposed to Zhang Qingyun to ask Qingtianhe to teach him to practice. Teach him to explore the landscape of the supreme spiritual practice. But what he was waiting for was undoubtedly the information that Qingtianhe had traveled all over the world and had not returned to the palace for a long time, if he wanted to accept him as an apprentice one day, he would come to Tianxu to collect him. So seven nights and one wait is six years.

Tianxu floating soil has never had the concept of spring, summer, autumn and winter. Floating on the continent all year round, moving with the aura, it is spring all year round. Seven nights were in that floating mountain land, waiting for six years to move. So all he was waiting for was bad news, and he didn't have the idea of teaching him in person for six years, that is, he was not qualified to be his disciple.

So the second lightning bolt tore open the lonely and proud heart of the seven nights. Let him be top-heavy in frustration. Update, his back as he looked up at Qingtianhe became taller and taller, more and more unreachable, and more awe-inspiring. So he felt more and more an inexplicable and violent resentment and resentment.

This resentment led to his outpouring of grievances against Song Zhen. Since the little master has no disciples in the world, and he doesn't come back to teach the inheritance, but blindly wanders around the world and has fun, this is a kind of damage to the prestige of Tianxu, so he has such resentment.

The little master's body inherited three thousand nirvana gongs, if he cherished himself, if one day he was brought into the dust and disappeared into this world, this is a kind of bitter jealousy and regret for Qiye.

He was once locked in his chest with such extreme jealousy and unwillingness, and he couldn't understand it, and he had been supporting him to deceive Song Zhen, come to the Nether, and come to this snow cliff. Then he saw a bolt from the blue that he would never forget. ...,

"Three Thousand Nirvana Gong Ancient God of War Shura Phase!"

Hearing Qiye's muttering, Song Zhen's eyes also widened at this moment, Rao is mind that she can deal with anything, and she is inevitably shocked at this moment. No wonder she felt that Yang Ze practiced very few Heavenly Ruin Methods, but there was an invisible affinity and incomprehensible temperament throughout her body. So she has been secretly investigating Yang Ze's mysteries because of this difficulty, and she now understands why she has not been able to understand the essentials, because what Yang Ze himself inherited is the law outside the Three Thousand Great Dao of Tianxu!

"I've waited for six years, and I just didn't qualify"

"However, he is only an idle disciple who has been in the Heavenly Ruins for less than half a year, and you have done your best to inherit it" Facing the terrible pressure that Yang Ze rose up, Qiye was unconscious, just muttering to himself, his eyes were completely lost and desperate after shock.

"This person actually learned your exercises and inherited your inheritance"

Immediately, the irrepressible anger in his eyes erupted like a volcano, "Why is this!"

"Hehe, but I will never admit it!" Qiye grinned at the corners of his scarlet mouth, raised his head, and faced Yang Ze who was soaring into the air and hiding Shura, his eyes were densely covered with countless red threads, which was a monstrous murderous aura, and with a strong move in mid-air, a huge qi sword wrapped in the vitality of heaven and earth took shape in front of him again.

Song Zhen sounded at this moment, "Qiye, don't do stupid things again!"

And as if he couldn't hear at all, he muttered, "I'll destroy him with my own hands, and then prove to you how wrong you are, and how ridiculous it all is!"

That "he" is naturally the unattainable uninhibited back in his heart. Naturally, it was the existence that he hated extremely much, but he was in awe. And now, he just wants to prove his mistake arrogantly, to prove that he can be better than him. If this is numerology, if this is the destined fate, then he will kill him, as long as he does not exist, then it proves that the choice of Yang Ze's so-called cause and number of fate, this is a thing that does not exist at all.

And that proved him wrong!

So it's his fault.

Qiye leaned forward, his posture became extremely slow, and in the sharp epicenter of Song Zhen's clear eyes, Qiye's raised hand was flattened and pushed forward.

Hanging in front of him, the Qi Sword formed by the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi swirled sharply, the Qi Sword that could cut off half of the snow. Just pushed Yang Ze in mid-air.

Yang Ze floated in mid-air, immersed in the realm of the unity of intention and sword. Behind him, there was a faint appearance of a blood-red god of war.

All this withered and sad desolate aura is all in his sword.

Then the red sword in such a sword just greeted the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi Sword that flew to the front of Qiye at high speed.

The sword body of the Yuan Qi Sword hit Gu Hao Yinhong's sword. The highly compressed vitality squeezed and collided between collisions at this moment, and a terrible trembling sound sounded on the top of the snow cliff.

Yang Ze only felt that all his internal organs, every muscle, every bone, was trembling and squeaking, and even his soul was on the verge of dissipation.

He finally collided with Seven Nights' Vitality Sword.

He would have been blasted into a pool of flesh and blood by this super sword aura.

However, the blood-red God of War behind him actually supported the sword he stabbed out with a strength countless times that surpassed his body.

Supporting him and Nanaya's blow, a terrible confrontation erupted in mid-air, colliding.

Is this the power of Shura!

Yang Ze felt that the energy and true qi of his whole body had gathered, and he had exhausted the power of this sword.

It is often said that you will do your best and go all out. In fact, no matter what, it is impossible to mobilize the power of the whole body to explode in an instant. It's like a person throwing a punch with all his might, and it only calls up ten percent of his physical strength in an instant. After that, you can still move, and you still have the strength to throw a second punch. However, now, Yang Ze has never felt that the physical energy and essence of his whole body are like opening a valve, pouring out with all his strength. This is a hearty feeling, but it is also a frightening feeling, because there has never been such a full and crazy catharsis, as if all the energy of life is about to explode in this blow...,

It made people feel terrible, but if it wasn't for that, how could it be comparable to the Seven Nights Condensing Vitality Blow that was higher than his extreme realm in front of him?

Touch.

There was a detonation that seemed to be as empty as the sky.

The terrible slashing sound that filled the vitality of heaven and earth completely disappeared at this moment.

There was a smoke that broke through the sky in the air, and it was the trajectory of the Seven Nights Yuan Qi with a sword.

The lingering smoke remains. Built to last.

The ground exposed a large area of cliff soil, and the grass on it, as well as the thick snow covering the grass, had long been blasted away by the breath.

Above the empty sky, Yang Ze held the dim Gu Miao, there was a blood stain in the air, along with this blood trail, Yang Ze was throwing it back in mid-air, and then Peng fell next to a pine tree that had withered in the distance.

He opened his eyes, and he couldn't believe that the powerful Shura Xiang blow that he had climbed to the point of being squeezed to such a point was squeezed to such a point, and he was repelled on the path of the Yuan Qi Sword, and so far he was so little that he seemed to be suffocated all over his body and heart, and he was on the verge of death. But what's even more terrifying is that his mind is extremely clear, so he witnessed how the essence in his body burst out with the greatest explosive power from existence to nothing, and the fact that he was completely defeated under the sword of the opponent's vitality!

The gap between the great realms is simply a terrible chasm!

And he just tried to cross this chasm and knock out the other party!

Falling heavily in the thick snow in the distance, splashing countless snowflakes, Yang Ze's body was deep in the snow, completely exhausted. Now I'm afraid that if an ordinary person stabs a sword at him, he will definitely not be able to stop it.

But then he saw that Qiye was standing there quietly, not pursuing. His eyes were blank, even shocked.

There was a blood line on his face that had been pulled across the base of his ear, the blood line was extremely thin, but it was also densely covered with spilled blood beads.

So he's in a stupor now.

Yang Ze was like a reptile in his eyes. All along, he also looked at Yang Ze like this. And what shocked him was that this reptile was not completely wiped out under the hard shaking of the sword of the vitality condensed with him, and did not respond to his qi sword and blasted into a puddle of flesh and mud that drifted away with the wind, and was not completely wiped out under the insurmountable realm gap in this world.

There was even a sharp edge that broke through his Yuan Qi Sword and cut his cheek, causing damage to him.

So his eyes were blank and desperate.

"Is this the power of Nirvana, is this the power of the ancient god of war?"

Nanaya pointed his finger at the sky, his hair was messy, and his eyes were full of helpless anger, "That's why you would rather choose him than me! I respect you, admire you, and fear you! And why do you treat me like this! I will get rid of him completely today and let you know that you are wrong!"

Qiye looked up to the sky and scolded angrily, but then he discovered the image of the sky. Countless puffy clouds twisted and gathered, like a whirlpool in the sky.

This is the agitation of the difference in air pressure caused by the vibration of the heaven and earth above the sky.

"You can't kill anyone, because now, you're going to die. A heavenly sound of killing sounded in his ears.

Qiye's dark eyes turned his head little by little.

He saw not far away, under the agitation of countless heaven and earth vitality, Song Zhen was barefoot, dancing with her jet-black hair, and her body was light and faintly floating. The profane clothes under the tulle gap wrapped Jiaohao**, exuding an extremely surging momentum from the inside out, this momentum reached the sky, and it actually stirred up the dark clouds and swirled.

Her beautiful eyes exude an awe-inspiring temperament, like the goddess of the bright moon. Looking at Qiye, it was as if he had been sentenced to death.

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The turning point of the dust is coming.

Hopefully the back is not bad.

Finally, I wish you all a great weekend.

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