The Holy Blood Floating Slaughter is an ancient secret spiritual technique, and the Holy Blood is transformed into the Floating Slaughter Divine Flame, and the power of this secret technique is extremely terrifying.

Don't say that the gods are devoured, even if it is this Lang Lang Heaven and Earth, as long as she opens her mind, she can burn the heavens and Jedi, and once again invite the Great Chaos Era.

And the price of performing this secret technique is naturally too much for the saints to bear.

The golden flames splashed on her robe and turned into a brilliant light, a thousand shadows.

The blood and bones are melting, and the saints are entering the perish.

Seeing this scene, the blood and bones of the gods in the past life were cold, and I was very puzzled!

The saint is immortal and immortal, even if she drains the blood of the gods and feeds the earth, her soul is immortal, her body can be regenerated and created, and heaven and earth create gods, she can also become the master of the dragons that override all beings.

Why would you choose such a stupid way to bring about your own destruction!

She stood in the midst of life, the flames turning her eyes a red gold.

She walked towards the Rushan Sword Bone step by step, followed by the White Tiger Devouring Heaven Holy Beast, and after time and years, she walked in front of Ling Tiansu.

Ling Tiansu watched as the blood bones of the saint turned into flames, rippling with streamers, and the body under the divine robe turned into white bones, and the flames spread to her shoulders and neck.

She leaned over, opened her arms, hugged the huge sword bone, and said in a voice worthy of the desolation of heaven and earth: "But the body is not dead, and you can repay the situation with your might." ”

The voice settles, and the flames deceive the sky!

The wind of heaven and earth is her majestic horn, the flame of divine blood is her loyal soldier, and the tragic hymn is her drumming morale!

The holy flame knew her intentions, and every grass, tree, flower and stone in the mountains burned a golden fire without extinguishing it.

The brilliance of the holy flame that rose to the sky burned the heavenly dome for billions of miles like a tomb and clouds, and the deceased god saw the fire attacking, although he did not touch it head-on, but the soul under the shell was boiling and fighting!

There are thousands of unwillingness in his heart, looking at the holy mountain that the holy flame is not extinguished all year round, it is difficult to take a step closer, he gritted his teeth and could only give up the plan to seize the Houtu.

Heaven and earth are silent, and white bones are piled up in front of sword bones.

Ling Tiansu's consciousness should have been dissipated a long time ago, and his soul returned to heaven and earth, but he was still fine.

He saw that the white tiger had turned into a young man, with a golden soul bead on his heart.

He did not listen to the words of the saint and left the Holy Mountain of the Apocalypse with his daughter.

Bathed in the golden firelight, he leaned over and hugged the white bones of the saint for a long time, without saying a word.

The story in time is not over, but it is shattered.

The fire of the sacred mountain will never be extinguished.

In the picture, the four-winged white tiger kneels under the sword monument, turning the sea into mulberry fields, and the mountains into deep valleys.

Ling Tiansu Divine Consciousness Sea is in great pain, and the erosive power like the tide and the sea is peeling away his divine soul, he is like a piece of sand in the rolling red dust of history, a grain of rust on the edge of the sword bone of the saint of heaven and earth.

The beacon smoke iron rode in Dongming, and Jin Ge sonorously entered the nine shadows.

Why don't you go back......

He landed in a vast and gray world, a golden ancient sword rose ablaze, broke through the dome, and then penetrated the Nine Heavens Galaxy to break through a sword blade, and continued to rise, breaking away from the vast universe of the Divine Domain clouds, the sword qi shook for 100,000 miles, and was thrown into the endless star sea void.

Ling Tiansu was pulled by that invisible and simple sword aura, and followed this golden ancient sword into the sky, far away from the Emperor Tianhou Earth.

A bare hand broke through the heavy golden sword qi, came from outside the sky, and held Ling Tiansu's right hand.

"It's better to go back to ......"

The sword qi roared for a long time, and the voice of the woman's light spirit began in the wilderness.

Ling Tiansu's eyes were covered with a layer of chaos, and only his eyebrows and hearts flickered and cracked.

"Don't go. He replied.

The body that was pulled by the intent of the ancient sword paused slightly, but it was only a slight pause, and then it was driven to continue to rise.

With his current cultivation, how can he resist the might of a saint.

He raised his head and looked at each other, and saw that under the layers of golden sword qi, there was a pair of indescribable divine eyes.

Those eyes are as bright as the stars, like the longitude and latitude of the Kuang Shi that carry this eternal time, and there is indescribable wisdom hidden in the depths of the pupils, as if seeing through the soul of the world.

He heard the woman say in a slow voice: "Delusion is extinguished, all living beings are destroyed, and the mind of Nirvana is restored." ”

Ling Tiansu lowered his head, the black hair on his forehead flew in the flowing wind, and a shadow was spread in front of his eyes, and he couldn't see his eyebrows clearly, as if he was obedient and surrendered.

The voice is slow, like an ode:

"It's better to go back to ......"

The sword qi lifted the clouds, and a sacred throne stood above the nine heavens, she held his hand, led him back to the time, and held the authority that belonged to him!

"It's great. Ling Tiansu said three words slowly.

The woman's jade hand holding his wrist paused slightly, and the eyes that were grander than heaven and earth flashed with the light of the heavens and stars.

This time, he didn't bow his head.

He raised his head and rejected the crown that came from being crowned by the hand of a saint.

The palm of his hand pressed against the cold winter on his waist, trembling slightly as if he was nervous, but his eyes did not waver.

He looked at those eyes, not falling into the great luck contained in the eyes of the saint, but just looking at the reflection in the pupils of those eyes, and said, "You are great, martyrdom with your body." But why did you die?"

Those eyes were silent for a moment, and Ling Tiansu was still pulled into the void by that palm, stepping towards the throne.

The woman's voice sounded again, shaking everything in heaven and earth:

"Saints don't die, thieves don't stop. The saint abandons wisdom, and the thief stops. ”

Ling Tiansu looked at the jade hand on his wrist and frowned: "What you see now, has the thief really stopped?

At this point, he paused for a moment, and then continued: "Besides, it was you who I just asked, not the saint. ”

Ling Tiansu took a deep breath and closed his eyes: "You cut yourself on the holy mountain, your flesh and blood turned into flames, your divine bones into swords, and you have been guarding the holy mountain for thousands of years without defeat, but what you really protect is only that holy mountain."

Heaven and earth are still ovens, there are still devils crying in the nine shadows, there are still false gods in the heavens, saints are dead, and the slaughter and anger have not stopped! Even the young son in your womb is also refined and eaten by people, and the husband has been imprisoned for thousands of years, and he will not go out of the end of the sea. This is the way of the saint's mouth. ”

The void fell silent, and after a long time, the woman's voice sounded again: "How are you staying?"

Ling Tiansu said without hesitation: "No, protect the Pure Land in your heart, guard the people around you, I will not return!"

"The Heavenly Realm has your mission. ”

"The mission is in me, not in me. ”

"You were born with the destiny of being the emperor and above the nine heavens, making contributions to the emperor and the queen of heaven, and forgetting the three thousand ways of the red dust, why be greedy. ”

Ling Tiansu slowly opened his eyes, and his blue pupils were burned: "In my own world, my home is not here!"

What is called the emperor and the nine heavens, the meritorious service and the emperor and the queen of the earth, it is said to be a delusional destruction, but I don't know that these are the biggest delusions!

"I'll cross you to the other side. The saint's voice remained slow and unwavering.

Ling Tiansu laughed, and grabbed the earth of the world with his backhand, the heavens, the earth, the mountains and rivers, and the general trend of the four seas were all in his grasp

There was a bang, and the mountains and rivers surged into his body.

One person is the world!

The figure that kept rising towards the Void Divine Throne finally stopped completely.

"Why do you have to cross me to the other side, my other side is in the kingdom of God, and the other shore of the kingdom of God is under my feet! The mountains and rivers in the world are not for the other side! Why bother to cross the boat in the galaxy. ”

Lingtian Su's five fingers are as sharp as a hook, and the meaning of mountains and rivers is transformed into the sword intent of Huanghuang heaven and earth.

An invisible sword condensed in the palm of his hand, and he swung his sword to slash himself, his right hand breaking off at arm, and the blood gushing out red stained the back of the saint's hand.

Stepping out of the lightning with both feet, Ling Tiansu took advantage of his strength to leap forward, holding the golden ancient sword that stood tall from the earth with one hand, running through the Kyushu of the world, the Nine Heavens of the Heavenly Realm.

As soon as the palm of his hand touched the blade of the sword, the sword intent that erupted from the ancient sword made his flesh and blood instantly wither away like flower petals.

Ignoring the incomparable sword intent eroded from the palm of his hand, Ling Tiansu roared, and the little fairy wood spirit body was born to the extreme, and a golden demon fox phantom went to the ground, holding up the huge ancient sword on the holy mountain.

The ninety-nine Hao weather aperture in the body swelled violently, and the qi was like a surging river, rushing non-stop.

Kyushu trembles, the sun and the moon are reversed!

Above the fog, the sage's eyes full of wisdom looked at Ling Tiansu: "Useless move, even if you draw your sword successfully, what can you do?"

"Not how. Lingtian Su Jiongjiong's blazing gaze looked at the throne of the gods above the Heavenly Dao, and his eyes were neither sad nor joyful: "Kunpeng has his own heavenly pond reserves, who is too crazy to be bound! A mere throne of the gods wants to be bound to me, so naïve." ”

Compared with the way of the emperor of heaven and earth, he is more willing to take the path of vertical and horizontal.

I was born to let me swim in the world, and the young man is brave and fierce!

The words fell, and the sword intent that came back to his dream between his heart and mouth that did not belong to him but belonged to him was like a dragon coming out of the abyss!

A stroke of sword intent is full of vigor and power!

Finally, the ancient sword was pulled up by him, and the sword intent in his heart was born two, and three were born and ten thousand swords were born.

And this sword will eventually become his sword!

The ancient sword blade no longer rushed straight into the void of the universe, under the one-handed grasp of Ling Tiansu, the sky collapsed, the earth collapsed, and the sword bone of the saint slashed down with an incomparable majestic power.

The eternal stars went up retrograde, and the throne of the gods collapsed inch by inch, turning into golden starlight and withering.

It is better to return to the sound of whispering and chanting when it finally dissipates, and the eyes of the saint are slowly closed, and it is eternal.

Lingtian Su flew into the world.

He saw a phoenix soaring in the sky.

He saw that in the deep valley, the flowers were green in spring, and the leaves were scattered in autumn.

He saw the young girl walking around the corpse, the torrential rain was pouring down, and he forgot the joy and sorrow.

He saw the four-tailed swagger, reflecting the warm sun in the morning dew.

There is a song in the south wind, which comes from the music of the world, and the song is not dispersed, sending me home.

The ancient sword collapsed, the fragments turned into thousands of golden sword rain, Ling Tiansu bathed in thousands of sword rain, his eyes closed, the golden vertical mark in the center of his eyebrows cracked, and the sword rain fell into the spiritual platform one after another.

There was silence.

Lingtian Su Heyi lay in the huge ancient coffin, sleeping.

As if hearing the whispering sound outside the coffin, Ling Tiansu's consciousness returned to reality from the ancient world, and the Lichen Sword came out of its sheath and came into his arms.

Ling Tiansu sat up slowly.

Raise your sword and place it horizontally in front of your chest.

The fingertips lightly swiped the cold sword body, and the word 'Lichen' overflowed with a fleeting ray of golden light.