within the valley.

The sword qi was agitated, and the ground was plowed out of a series of criss-crossing ravines.

Emperor Shakti and Lin Fan were suspended in the sky.

"Emperor Shakti, take me this trick and try it!"

In front of Lin Fan, the huge condensed true yuan had been compressed to the size of a human form at this time!

Moreover, this sword yuan is still condensing, and its power is getting stronger and stronger.

At this moment, Shakti felt a hint of danger.

His face gradually became solemn.

"Lin Fan, this seat is the most powerful person in this world!"

Soon, Shakti roared.

Immediately, I saw my hands in front of me, and my face turned red.

Rumble!!

There was an explosion, and it resounded throughout the world.

The people outside the valley were horrified to see that the two peaks on both sides of the valley were slowly rising from the ground.

"Look, what is this?"

"A miracle, this is a miracle, how can a mortal have such power?!"

The people in the Heavenly Gate bowed to the ground with a pious face, and kept kowtowing in the direction where Emperor Shakti was.

In their hearts, they had already regarded Shakti as a god-like being.

After all, just being immortal and resurrecting the dead is far beyond what ordinary people can do.

Emperor Shakti waved his palms, and the two thousand-foot-high peaks seemed to be controlled in his hands, moving with him.

"Lin Fan, give this seat death!"

With that, Emperor Shakti roared and pushed forward with both palms in unison.

Thundered!

The earthquake trembled, and the wind surged.

The two bare peaks of rocks, without any trees growing on, slowly pressed towards Lin Fan.

Although the speed of the two peaks was slow, they covered the entire world, leaving Lin Fan without the slightest gap.

"Hehe, Emperor Shakti, do you have this strength?"

Seeing this, Lin Fan smiled disdainfully.

Anyway.

Lin Fan waved his hand!

Suddenly!

The sword yuan in front of him, which had been compressed to the size of his palm at this time, waved his hand.

Suddenly, a golden light was so strong that it was impossible to look at directly.

Then, the incomparable golden sword was directly wrapped in earth-shattering power, crushing the unstoppable momentum, and slashed towards the Emperor Shakti!

Click!

In an instant, the golden sword slashed heavily on the two mountain peaks!

Suddenly, the two mountains were covered with cracks!

Not only that, but the Golden Sword Yuan even directly pierced through these two mountains, directly blasting the mountains apart!

Then, the golden sword element, castration is still the same, and it still contains a lot of power, crushing towards the emperor!

"What?!" Emperor Shakti's face changed drastically.

In the next moment, the True Yuan directly surged all over his body, forming several terrifying True Yuan shields in front of him!

But.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

.........

One after another, the True Yuan shield, under the impact of the Golden Sword Yuan, was shattered layer by layer!

Then, it slammed into the body of the Emperor Shakti, and the direct impact of the Emperor Shakti fell backwards for several hundred meters in a row.

"It's... This... It's so powerful!! ”

Emperor Shakti clutched his chest, and Kou Zhong couldn't help but spew out a mouthful of crimson blood!

In the eyes, it is deeply incredulous!

"No, it's impossible, how can you control this power of heaven and earth, this is the power that only a Mythical Realm martial artist has!"

Urging the two peaks was already the ultimate of Emperor Shakti's strength.

Although he claimed to be the only true god in the world, he actually knew in his heart that he was just a poor mortal who couldn't die.

It can't be compared with those true gods who control the laws of heaven and earth and are supreme.

A trace of coldness appeared on Lin Fan's face, and the Blood Demon Sword in his hand was raised again.

Boom Boom!

This time, it was the thunder and lightning in the sky!

Then, the thunderbolts actually fell from the sky, booming, and landed on the Blood Demon Sword!

Thunder and lightning were like snakes, constantly dancing and flying on the Blood Demon Sword, making Lin Fan look like the God of Thunder!

The next second.

A sword out!

Suddenly, a lightning sword qi turned into an electric dragon, condensed, and crushed towards Emperor Shakti!

Shakti's eyes widened in anger.

"Nope! This seat will not lose, never! ”

Anyway.

He flew into the clouds, and ten thousand ice blades suddenly appeared around his body, shooting towards the electric dragon.

Click!

The ice blade and the electric dragon collided, and the sound shook the sky.

Laugh at!

Ten Thousand Ice Blades, in the end, could not resist the roaring electric dragon, and were shattered like a withered and decaying one.

Seeing the electric dragon attacking, Emperor Shakti hurriedly laid down a shield of ice in front of him.

At this moment, he pushed the Sacred Heart to the extreme!

The hair on the back of his head was flying, and his robe was bulging.

Boom!!

Knock knock!!!

The electric dragon slammed into seven times in succession, causing the ice shield around Emperor Shakti's body to spread out one after another fine cracks.

But in the end, it still stopped.

"Haha! The final winner is still this seat! Lin Fan, this seat wants you to die! ”

Emperor Shakti raised his head to the sky and roared, as if to vent the pleasure in his heart.

However, in the air several miles away, the corners of Lin Fan's mouth appeared with an arc that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"Huh, huh?"

As soon as the words fell.

Everyone was shocked to find that Lin Fan in the air suddenly cracked apart inch by inch, like a broken mirror.

And in the next second, his figure appeared directly in front of Emperor Shakti.

In his hand, he also holds a blood demon sword wrapped in thunder and lightning!

This sword seems to break through space and time.

The people outside the valley were stunned.

No one can describe this sword in words!

Bu Jingyun squeezed the divine weapon in his hand that imitated the peerless sword, and his face was gloomy.

"This sword does not belong to this world, what he said is right, I want to win him, and it is not enough to practice for another hundred years."

Nie Feng was also disheartened, and for a while, he even had the idea of retiring to the rivers and lakes.

He turned his head to look at Bu Jingyun.

The pair of difficult brothers and sisters glanced at each other and laughed bitterly.

"With the presence of the Lord of Lin City, all the warriors in this world will be overshadowed, Senior Brother Bu, let's find a small fishing village that no one knows, and retire to the rivers and lakes."

said.

The two supported each other, limped and walked out of the island.

Since then, there has been no wind and clouds in the world, only the myth of Lin Fan.

Dongying's first swordsman Huangying is also like ashes, and he directly slashes across his neck.

"My husband was born in the world, and when he encounters such an invincible opponent and cannot avenge the emperor, what is the point of living......

Anyway.

When the crowd couldn't stop him, they saw that he had killed himself by wiping his neck.

The blood of the imperial shadow spurted all over the ground, and it also woke up Luo Xian, the godmother of Tianmen who was glazed over.

"When manpower is poor, and the city lord of Lin has transcended the realm of mortals, perhaps...... Maybe he is the real god in this world! ”

Others, such as Po Jun, Jian Chen, and Tianmen disciples, all looked in a trance.

"Shakti is defeated!"

After a long time, Jian Chen let out a long sigh, and his face turned gloomy.

"No, this seat hasn't lost yet, this seat still has a chance!"

In the sky, Shakti looked at the sword that could not be described in words, transcending the mundane, and was still making a final struggle.

"The Four Tribulations of the Sacred Heart, the Extreme God Tribulation!"