The sudden change was something that no one expected, whether it was the Holy Prince, or the Red Ghost and others. The red ghost knew that Ling Yu was carrying the mysterious technique of the three-style sword technique, and he had also heard that the three-style sword technique was endlessly varied, and Hongmeng alone could transform countless kinds of sword intent, but he had never seen anyone use it. The reason for this is because this kind of mystical skill is too mysterious and too rare. The Red Ghost has been crisscrossing the Star Sea for endless years, and he has seen many kinds of terrifying techniques that destroy the world and destroy the world, but he has never been in contact with the three-style sword technique. Therefore, when Ling Yu used the three-style sword technique to trigger the illusion of heaven and earth, the red ghost was shocked.

Those star phantoms seem to absorb all the aura in the Tianmen world, and the translucent stars either fall from the sky, like falling meteor showers, or roar from afar, comparable to thousands of troops, or slowly rise from under the earth, as if Hongmeng is at the beginning, and ten thousand paths are born. The stars could easily pass through their bodies and swim near the altar. Although the divine power in the stars did not cause harm to the red ghosts and the others, their intuition told the red ghosts that these dream stars transformed by the three-style sword technique were not simple. As a result, the red ghost's face gradually became solemn and waited for the battle.

And the Holy Emperor who was fighting with Ling Yu was also shocked by the scene in front of him, the golden qi on his body shone in all directions through the huge stars, and the golden holy sword in his hand also exuded a terrifying killing intent. However, neither that layer of golden qi nor the golden holy sword in his hand could pose a threat to the stars. The Holy Emperor used all his strength, raised his sword with both hands, and slashed at Xingchen, only to find that Xingchen was not affected by the Holy Sword at all. The holy sword and the stars were like two separate planes, the holy sword slashed across the stars, the stars were unharmed, and only the golden sword qi swung into the distance. In the eyes of others, the Holy Prince was already a little panicked.

"Holy Prince, don't waste your efforts. I admit that your cultivation is much higher than mine, but when it comes to exercises, the Xuan Gong you have mastered will never be comparable to the Three Styles Sword Technique. When the transformation of the Hongmeng world is completed, it will be when you are defeated!" Ling Yu slowly floated into the air, his eyes filled with coldness.

This was the first time that Ling Yu had used the three-style sword technique to face the enemy, and the illusion of the stars that was triggered by the sword technique in this world was something he had never imagined, and even when countless stars appeared like bubbles in the water, Ling Yu was unexpected. However, Ling Yu was not at all worried that he would not be able to control the three-style sword technique, but instead his confidence increased greatly when the stars filled the sky. Those stars are quaint, or vicissitudes, or dreamy, or majestic. Countless stars are either fiery red, or ice blue, or exude wisps of majestic golden yellow, and there are even many stars that do not have a fixed color, but show a variety of colors, different colors alternate one after another when the stars rotate, as if people are instantly brought into the depths of the starry sky, upstream in time. And the reason why Ling Yu was extremely sure was because when the stars transformed, a feeling that was almost thicker than water rose from the bottom of his heart. The stars surrounded him like his patron saint.

"Emperor, the technique performed by this ant is the Hongmeng style of the three-style sword technique, which is strange and extraordinary, and cannot be resisted. If you really can't defeat it, you can retreat for the time being, so as to make a move!" Looking at the Saint Emperor who was gradually besieged by the stars and looked anxious, the Lord of the Holy Domain, Tianxiao Buddha, frowned and reminded.

Hearing Tianxiao Buddha's words, the corners of Ling Yu's mouth raised a trace of coldness, and said contemptuously: "I just want to run for my life now, is it too late?" Regarding Tianxiao Buddha's actions, Ling Yu could understand that the Holy Emperor was the only son of the Tianxiao Buddha, so he was naturally worried about the safety of the Holy Emperor. But Ling Yu was very disgusted with his approach.

After Ling Yu finished speaking, he decided not to give the Holy Emperor any more chances. I saw that Ling Yu's eyes suddenly crossed a trace of sharpness, his fingers moved slightly, his right hand pinched out the sword trick, and the broken sword in his left hand was like a chess piece that commanded the stars, controlling countless stars and launching the most fierce offensive. Hongmeng is taken from the Hongmeng era of this sea of stars, when the world was hazy, there were no stars, no sun and moon, and even no grass and trees. And the endless stars that had manifested in the void before were just a trick used by Ling Yu. At this time, it was the time for Ling Yu to truly perform the three-style sword technique. As soon as Hongmeng's sword intent came out, the four seas were desolate.

When Ling Yu's words fell, the Holy Emperor's heart suddenly burst out, and he suddenly had a very bad premonition. Although he had never fought with Ling Yu, he knew Ling Yu's personality very well. Ling Yu is not only deeply blessed, but also has infinite heritage. His mind is even more calm and full of wisdom. Now seeing Ling Yu's sworn appearance and the strong murderous intent in the other party's eyes, the Holy Emperor seemed to be being targeted by a fierce beast. He looked vigilantly at the stars around him, always on the lookout for unknown killings. However, after all, the Holy Emperor still underestimated Ling Yu, and even more so the Three-Style Sword Technique. The three-style sword technique is known as the number one sword technique in the sea of stars, how can the power of Hongmeng be something that a little immortal can resist? Just as Ling Yu moved, countless huge stars that were originally translucent and powerless became condensed in an instant. Then, to everyone's surprise, these stars exploded in an instant after condensing.

From the condensation of the stars to the shattering of the lightning, it only happened between the lightning and flint, not to mention the Holy Emperor, even the Heavenly Laughing Buddha, Hui Chao, and even the Red Ghost did not react. They only saw that the stars seemed to be infused with majestic power in an instant, and then they felt infinite waves of qi rushing out of the stars.

At this time, the Holy Emperor was in the center of the stars, and when the stars burst, the Holy Emperor bore the brunt of the attack. In fact, the moment the stars condensed, the Holy Emperor had already sensed that something was wrong. Because his golden sword was withdrawn from the stars that seemed to be separated from him in another time and space, he already felt a slight stagnation. In that instant, he knew that the stars must have changed. As soon as this idea appeared, those stars collapsed in an instant, and countless star fragments were overwhelming, enveloping the world, and each fragment was wrapped in the power of Hongmeng, and the killing machine was pervasive.

The sound of a huge explosion shook the sky, the Holy Emperor's ears buzzed, and blood flowed out of his ears, nostrils, eyes, and other seven orifices, and in the blink of an eye, this suave Holy Emperor turned into a bloody man. Maybe the explosion was too loud. After the blood flowed from the ears of the Holy Prince, he found that he seemed to sink into the deep sea, and the call of the Heavenly Laughing Buddha became a reminder from the distant sky, as if it was separated from him by thousands of mountains and rivers, hazy, blurred, and not real. The Holy Prince's head seemed to have been hit by a boulder, he stood unsteadily, his vision was full of dust, and he lost Ling Yu's figure.

And the Red Ghost and the others, who were watching the battle from the sidelines, did not expect that the three-style sword technique would have such great power, and when the stars in the sky exploded, the endless divine power came out. At this moment, the Heavenly Laughing Buddha and the Red Ghost and the others finally understood that Ling Yu was not only targeting the Holy Prince, but also them. Ling Yu's ambition was too great, and the first time he used the three-style sword technique, he had already counted everyone. Nangong Yu, Yu Shi Tianxin and the others were guarding behind Ling Yu, and they were not affected by the air wave of the star explosion. However, the Red Ghost and other Star Sea powerhouses were completely wrapped in endless dust at this time, and disappeared in the aura of Hongmeng.

However, after all, the Red Ghost and the Heavenly Laughing Buddha and the others are Immortal Venerable powerhouses, how can they be compared to the Holy Prince. Although the Holy Emperor was deeply injured, it was because he was deliberately targeted by Ling Yu, and his cultivation could not resist the Hongmeng Sword Duel. But the red ghost and the others are different, although they are also wrapped in the Hongmeng Qi, they are not too harmed, they are only blocked by the Hongmeng Qi from their sight and divine sense. Moreover, when the stars fell and turned into the qi of Hongmeng, the red ghost and others immediately ran the exercises, blocking the pervasive qi of Hongmeng. It was their decisiveness that prevented them from being injured by Ling Yu's sword technique.

When the stars shattered and the true power of the Hongmeng Sword Technique spread, the Holy Emperor was already seriously injured. What he didn't know, however, was that the real catastrophe had just begun. Reduced to dust, there are endless killing machines lurking in the spirit of the gods, which are the thoughts of the gods from ancient times, cutting off all life in the world. Although the Red Ghost and the others were extremely strong in cultivation and were not injured by the Hongmeng Sword, the Holy Emperor was already seriously injured, so he naturally could not withstand the destruction of Hongmeng's power. In less than a quarter of an hour, the Holy Prince's wail came from the dust, and the voice was piercing and palpitating.

"Emperor!" Hearing the Holy Emperor's wail, the Heavenly Laughing Buddha immediately rushed in the direction of the Holy Emperor's wail. Hongmeng's aura blocked his divine sense and vision, so he could only rely on his voice to discern the direction of the Holy Prince. Tianxiao Buddha only has one son, the Holy Emperor, and he must not let the Holy Emperor have an accident.

The Heavenly Laughing Buddha's heart was like cooking oil, and he pounced on the Holy Emperor as if he was crazy. And Ling Yu, Yu Shi Tianxin, Nangong Yu and others stopped outside the aura of Hongmeng and watched coldly. Ling Yu knew that using his cultivation to perform the three-style sword technique would not wipe out the Red Ghost and the others, all he had to do was to severely damage the Holy Prince.

About a cup of tea later, the voice of the Heavenly Laughing Buddha sounded again, but this time he did not ask for help from the red ghost, but begged Ling Yuyang: "Ling Daoyou, we admit defeat. Please also raise your noble hand and put away the Hongmeng Qi, otherwise my emperor will definitely be corrupted into white bones by the Hongmeng Qi!"

Hearing the words of the Heavenly Smiling Buddha, a sneer rose at the corner of Ling Yu's mouth, and he stared at Hongmeng's qi and gradually narrowed his eyes. Then, Ling Yu swung the broken sword with his left hand towards the Hongmeng Qi, and his right hand pinched out the sword technique, and with his movements, the Hongmeng Qi became more and more intense. It seems that he wants to completely kill the father and son of Tianxiao Buddha and the Holy Emperor. As for Tianxiao Buddha's begging for mercy, Ling Yu sneered in his heart. He knew that the power of the Hongmeng Sword Duel could indeed severely damage the Holy Prince, but it was not enough to kill him, not to mention that the Heavenly Laughing Buddha had already rushed to the Holy Prince's side. And the reason why Tianxiao Buddha said this is definitely not good-hearted.

When Ling Yu once again used the three-style sword technique to attack the Heavenly Laughing Buddha and the Holy Emperor, the screams of the Holy Emperor became more and more piercing. And the roar of the Heavenly Laughing Buddha also came out from the Hongmeng Qi, his voice was hysterical, and contained infinite hatred: "Ling Yu, you evil beast, you don't talk about martial virtue!"