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Rumble!

The millstone of fate turned again, and the grand and majestic breath originated from the ancient fate, but once again it fell short.

The clumsy platinum long knife calmly avoided, the blade was slightly twisted, and the figure belonging to Su Qiannian reappeared, and his eyes were closed, his black hair was crystal clear, and he was wantonly scattered behind him.

"Flesh and blood reunited! this ......"

"Legend has it that some quasi-kings are not really supreme powerhouses, but their physical bodies have also begun to transform, and they may not be able to be reborn with blood, but the reunion of flesh and blood is just waiting for leisure, which can be said to be the initial realm of blood rebirth. ”

"Although the Battle Saint is strong, it is only slightly better than the ordinary Saint Body, how can the flesh and blood be reunited......

Under the starry sky, many masters of the Eight Clans were shocked, this was beyond common sense, it was unimaginable to them, it was too outrageous, a true realm only cultivated the fourth step of the Di Di Realm Venerable, and actually showed a physical change that only a quasi-king could achieve, this had to be terrifying, the realm span was too large.

Only a few supreme powerhouses noticed the word fate mentioned in the mouth of the middle-aged demon clan just now.

On the starry battle platform.

The middle-aged man of the demon clan took a deep breath, he took one step, and appeared above Su Qinian's head, the fate mill soared in his arms, turning into a hundred zhang high, like a sacred mountain, tens of thousands of fate runes appeared on the mountain, and the power of fate boiled.

Immediately, the middle-aged eyes of the demon clan burst with divine light, and the depressed temperament was dissipated, only the strict killing intent was exclaimed: "If you can escape for a while, you can't escape for a lifetime, and under fate, no one can escape the suppression!"

Thundered!

The hundred-zhang high millstone of fate is like a mountain, accompanied by a terrifying and ethereal breath of fate, falling towards the town above Su Qinian's head.

Ten zhang, nine zhang, eight zhang...... Three zhang, two zhang, one zhang......

Fate is like a mountain, the town is just a snap of a finger, under the shroud of the middle-aged will of the demon clan, a little stunned color can't help but appear in his eyes, the opponent is motionless, like a stone statue, and soon, there is a cold light in his eyes.

Rumble!

The next moment, he used the power of the extreme realm, and the fate mill roared, and the ancient and majestic fate breath flowed on the mill, as if it had turned into illusory chains, and the last hair came first, entangled in Su Qinian's body.

Shackles of Fate!

There is a saint who shouted in a low voice, it is rumored that the mill of fate is accompanied by shackles, and it is true, this kind of extreme realm killing, under the holy realm, a few people can survive, looking at the vast starry sky, an era down, I am afraid that they are as few as the morning star.

The millstone of fate fell, but it was just a stone's throw away, and at this moment, Su Qinian's closed eyes opened.

Bang!

The illusory shackles of fate were shattered, and a fist struck the sky like divine lightning, shaking the millstone of fate.

Syllable!

It was as if the Heavenly Divine Bell was struck, and the magnificent sound of impact permeated the starry sky, and in the next moment, under the vibrating gaze of many masters of the Eight Clans, the mountain-like fate millstone was beaten to the ground, and the young Locking Heaven Descendant was not visible in battle, and his breath was restrained, but anyone could feel that the blood flowing under his body was extremely terrifying.

"What!"

"Impossible!"

There are seven clan sages exclaimed, unable to maintain their composure anymore, what kind of terrifying flesh and blood power should this be, shaking the millstone of fate, in the situation where there is a clear gap in enlightenment, the young heir of the lock of the sky, and before being crushed by the mill of fate, there has been a earth-shaking change.

Syllable!

Without waiting for everyone to come back to their senses, Su Qinian stepped forward, like a shadow, and on the starry battle platform, the light of his fist was like divine lightning, and he once again smashed on the millstone of fate.

Boom!

The face was pale, the middle-aged body of the demon clan shook violently, and he staggered back, this kind of fist power was too terrifying, it was like facing a wild ancient dragon, plus the opponent's fate trajectory was blurred, no matter how difficult it was to capture, the situation between each other was reversed.

"Fist of Destiny!"

Er, the elder of the demon clan took a breath, he held nothingness in his hands, the fate mill turned, condensed at a speed visible to the naked eye, suspended between his fingers, and then, one of his hands pinched the fist print, the ancient vicissitudes of life fist like a providence came, and the condensed fate mill turned on the fist, and hit Su Qinian in the chest.

Fist of Destiny!

There is a supreme powerhouse moved, his eyes showed a palpitating color, the legendary forbidden boxing method, originated from the demon clan's life-breaking master a sleeping demon emperor in ancient times, the ancient heavenly fist, evolved to the end, once made all the emperors look sideways, but I didn't expect it to reappear today.

Suddenly, on the starry battle platform, Su Qinian's palm knife was raised again, his eyes were solemn, with piety, just now, with the help of the fate grinding plate, with a bright heart and time taboo, reflecting the trajectory of his own fate, the predecessor of the time immortal knife was Hugh, he was pulled by the knife, Hugh his life, wanted to break the shackles of his fate, detached from the outside, although he failed to make the trip in the end, but also made the fate of the trajectory blurred, and then difficult to be easily controlled, there were initial signs of getting rid of the long river of fate, this step can be said to be the most valuable step on the road of his life evolution, if it were not for his enlightenment incarnate into a knife, the achievement of the Holy Body of War, the first Shenzang Daqiao will be opened, and the spiritual will is strong, for any other person, dare to try like this, most of them can only die.

At this point, for the Dao of the Dao, he also went further, and the eighth Dao Mysteries came into being.

The spirit of the sword path, the spirit is immortal, the sword is indestructible, and it inherits the seventh kind of sword path mysteries and mysteries, and it lies in the sword path practitioners themselves.

Boom!

Su Qinian's palm knife fell, slashed through the void, and drew a trajectory that seemed to pierce the sky, this knife, adhering to the madness of his daring to break his own fate, seeking the way between life and death, fearless, dare to take his own life, dare to change the destiny of heaven!

Countless runes appeared in the palm of his fingers, just the light path rune, it skyrocketed to 500,000, and the time rune could also reach 100,000, compared to before, it increased several times, just in an instant, he was equivalent to life from death, in silence, where there is still light and time, but he was born from death, and found the light and flowing years.

Time is not extinguished, and the way of the knife has spirit!

The threefold Dao runes are blended, and the threefold Dao methods are combined, falling into the eyes of many supreme powerhouses, even if it is still not worth the fate mill built by tens of millions of fate runes, it is enough to be comparable to the Dao enlightenment of three million fate runes, and this son is born from death, and the flesh and blood are reunited, obviously in the excavation of the flesh and body, breaking some unknown barrier......

Burst!

With a soft sound, even if it was a lot of supreme powerhouses, they didn't have time to carefully evaluate, that palm was not like the Heavenly Sword, but it was better than the Heavenly Sword, it was not just a knife, but also a person, belonging to a human race cultivator who dared to change the bright heart of the Mandate of Heaven, not seeking to be heard in future generations, not seeking to continue to learn for the sake of the saints, only seeking to be clear and honest in his own heart, worthy of the world.

There is blood splashing, the middle-aged demon clan is like a thunderbolt, the fist blade is cut apart, and the condensed fate grinding disc is divided into two, at this moment, no amount of providence and fate can withstand a blazing heart, and it can't stop a fearless knife in a mouth.

The palm knife was withdrawn, Su Qiannian and the middle-aged man of the demon clan were separated by three feet, looking at the calm face of the young human race in front of him, the middle-aged man of the demon clan suddenly smiled, his temperament became depressed again, he shook his head gently, and said: "Those who dare to break their fate will not be like me after all, your knife is very good......

The voice stopped abruptly, and a knife mark emerged from the center of his eyebrows, piercing through his body in the blink of an eye.

There was a light fire burning along the knife marks, and soon swept the whole body, on the starry sky battle platform, as if a sacred torch was lit, but when it fell into the eyes of the seven masters of the alien race, they couldn't help but sink in their hearts, especially for the god race, this burning light fire was too ironic, and even made them have a strong sense of disgust.

Not good!

When the six people of Qingluo came back to their senses, they were shocked, and their own body was a pillar of luck, and if there were black clouds pressing on the top, they were crumbling.

A flower in front of him, a familiar figure, to the Demon Celestial Maiden, is more like a young terrifying demon god, not very brilliant sword light, but indestructible, difficult to dodge, soon crowded the entire world in front of the six people.

The six torches were lit, the starry sky was silent on the ancient battle platform, Su Qinian stood in the center of the torch, the light and fire were shining, there was no breath overflowing, and the temperament was peaceful, but in the eyes of the masters of the eight clans at this moment, this was the real invincible momentum, restrained and peaceful, once it was shot, it was a real shock.

"Both...... Fallen. ”

"The young and strongest of the Six Clans Open Heaven Realm, plus the Demon Clan's Lifebreaker is ......"

"It's not true......"

There are seven clan masters who spoke one after another, their tone was very dry, and it was even more unbelievable, this scene was not what they expected, what kind of ending should this be, the battle to open the sky is different from the battle to open the earth, in the opening of the previous starry sky battle platform, it is the top priority, to a certain extent, even beyond the next battle of the holy realm, and even the supreme dispute, it is a level of cultivation that inherits the past and the future, and it is an important node in the evolution of life.

Compared to the noise of the Seven Clans, after a short silence, under the starry sky, a thunderous mountain and tsunami sounded.

Hundreds of thousands of Terran masters roared under the starry sky, passing on the name of the Light Walker, this battle made many Terrans straighten their backs, looking at the eyes of the seven alien races with mockery, the barbaric era is gone, and today's Terran is not the blood food of any race, but stands in the forest of the heavenly powerhouses.

The mood of the Five Dragon Kings of the Ao family in the South China Sea was very bad, not only was the young Locking Heaven Descendant not killed, but he went further, which made his heart heavy, and the Conquering Realm had such combat power, and when he opened the Heaven and Earth, and even after reincarnation and sanctification, it would definitely be a nightmare for all opponents.

More importantly, this kind of merit of saving hundreds of thousands of human race masters, when the starry sky battle platform falls, how strong will the luck of the human world starry sky will be, this son has condensed the supreme silver battle name, and one step further, or even two steps, it is very likely to reproduce the glory of the ancient years and the human race battle name.

Not only the five dragon kings of the Ao family in the South China Sea, such as the head of the Shenyang Sect, the hall master of the Moon Toad Palace, and the palace master of the Star Palace, all of them have a deep gaze, although the ants are small, they have already been powerful in pulling mountains and rivers, which should not be underestimated.

In front of the Lingxiao Palace, in the hands of the Immortal Emperor, the jade-like feathered immortal spear was faintly bright, and it dimmed again.

On the spiritual god ancestral vine, in front of the gate of heaven, the eight pairs of divine wings of the God Emperor Qingming covered the starry sky, and the divine light and rain overflowed, the golden eyebrows of the Emperor of the God Clan frowned slightly, looking at the starry sky battle platform, even if there was the isolation of the ancient battle platform, the gaze of the emperor belonged to a generation, which still made Su Qinian feel a kind of oppression from the heart.

"You've lost. ”

At this moment, on the immortal dragon ship, the voice belonging to the Sword Emperor Tongming sounded, the Terran Sword Emperor's tone was calm, and even a little indifferent, on the ancient battle platform, the majesty from the God Emperor was suddenly swept away in Su Qinian's heart.

You lost, we won.

Four very simple words made the hearts of many Terran powerhouses under the starry sky surge, some people clenched their fists, and their eyes were red, because among the more than 400,000 prisoners of war in the Open Heaven Realm who were about to return, there were their relatives or division commanders, hundreds of thousands of years had passed, and they didn't expect to see each other again.

"That's it. ”

After a few breaths, the Immortal Emperor feathered and spoke, the joy and sorrow did not appear in his face, the situation in front of him was very clear, and it was useless to delay it for seven days, that kind of consumption was insignificant to the young Locker Heaven Heir, and it was more able to fight for him and improve his enlightenment.

Immediately afterwards, from the Lingxiao Palace, in the Demon Tower, the Spirit God Ancestor ...... In the Demon Dao Black Lotus, tens of thousands of streamers were projected, and the familiar blood qi was the taste of the battle blood of the human race. (Genuine subscription is the biggest support for Ten Steps!)