This thunderbolt smashed down in front of Song Xing.

"It's just a small road, how can you help me."

Seeing the thunder and lightning falling, Song Xing's face was unwavering, his right arm was raised horizontally, and a punch swung out, and immediately countless purple gold brilliance flashed, condensed into a huge fist, and rushed towards this thunder.

Rumble!

The thunder collided with the fist, making an earth-shattering sound, and countless sparks flew in all directions, all brilliant.

The purple gold brilliance and the thunder and lightning were entangled with each other, and no one could help anyone.

Song Xing also didn't expect that after the Zhuxian Sword absorbed the anger of the beast god, it would attract the attention of heaven and earth, wanting to completely destroy this murder weapon.

Click!

An even thicker bolt of lightning slammed down.

"Huh?" Song Xing's brows tightened, and a terrifying cold light burst out in his eyes, the power of this thunderbolt was even twice as powerful as just now.

Song Xing's heart sank, and he immediately felt the danger, he was shocked, the golden light on his body was brilliant, dazzling, and the whole person turned into a big sun, illuminating the pitch-black sky.

The thunder fell, but it couldn't penetrate the golden light at all, and it was even bounced back and blasted into the black clouds.

The vision of heaven and earth became more and more intense, and the thunder in the black clouds also grew wildly, constantly bombarding Song Xing, becoming more powerful each time.

"Such a powerful thunder punishment, no wonder Zhou Zhou Xian didn't dare to show up in hiding in Tibet all these years."

Song Xing muttered, his face solemn.

With this level of attack, even if a monk from the Taiqing Realm encounters it, it will definitely fall.

But in addition to reaching the realm of Taiqing, he also has many hole cards, just for the physical cultivation, after so many years of practice, he has reached the level of not losing the magic weapon, so the general thunder, there is really no way to take him.

In the sky, there was another violent roar, and immediately, a majestic and huge, ten-zhang high mountain descended from the void and suppressed it directly towards Song Xing.

Although this mountain peak is not real, but is transformed by the will of heaven and earth, it still has extremely terrifying destructive power, once it is suppressed, even Song Xing must use all means to resist.

Otherwise, if you can't support a single move, you will be crushed alive.

Thundered!

The mountain peak fell, Song Xing's eyes suddenly opened, and in an instant, his clothes were hunting, his back was straight and straight, like a pine and cypress, and his whole body bloomed with a rich golden glow, as if it was made of gold, and the blood in his body was hot like iron pulp, and a surging breath rushed into the sky.

"Open it for me!"

With a palm slapped out, a giant tripod appeared out of thin air, colliding with the mountain peak with unparalleled power, making an earth-shattering sound.

Bang!

The earth was turned upside down, as if the world was over, the entire Qingyun Mountain seemed to tremble, the houses within a radius of a hundred miles were razed, the earth cracked, and countless cracks appeared, spreading like a spider's web.

All this is just because of the aftermath of the collision between the two.

Song Xing looked up to the sky and roared angrily, and a punch blasted out, and endless thunder gathered in the sky again.

This time, the thunder was as thick as a water tank, almost penetrating the entire sky, and slashed towards Song Xing, each thunderbolt exuding the power of exterminating all things, which made people's hearts palpitate.

Song Xing snorted coldly, stepped on his footsteps, and his body instantly rose to the sky, pinching the fist mark in his palm, and suddenly hit the thunder one by one, with a bang, the thunder was torn apart and disappeared.

In the void, there were bursts of Taoist voices from the underworld, as if some ancient sage was reciting a scripture.

The heavens and the earth are changing, the dark clouds are thick, and the thunder is constantly bombarding down.

And Song Xing stood in place, not moving.

This situation lasted for three incense sticks, and suddenly, the thunder in the sky disappeared, replaced by golden light.

The golden light shrouded Song Xing, making him look extraordinarily solemn.

Song Xing took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, and one after another air currents were born from the void and merged into Song Xing's mouth and nose, making him full of energy and improving his state.

He raised his head, and the Son of Heaven looked at the Qi Technique with all his might, looking at the black clouds in the distance.

In the midst of the black clouds, the razer danced wildly, making a crackling sound, and eventually, the black cloud slowly dissipated in his eyes, revealing a vague figure sitting cross-legged inside.

When Song Xing saw the blurred figure, the hairs on his whole body suddenly stood on end, like falling into an ice cellar.

A picture came to his mind, it was a majestic emperor, with a dragon robe fluttering on his body, stepping on auspicious clouds, sitting on top of the Nine Dragons Imperial Throne, looking down on the world.

Song Xing's mind was in a hurry, and there were many thoughts in his mind.

"Could it be...... Is that the emperor? ”

Song Xing's heart was terrified.

At this moment, he had a faint guess that the will of heaven and earth had been paying attention to the world, and had even begun to intervene in the operation of this world since ancient times.

And in the midst of death, the Emperor of Heaven left a treasure house, but left this world, perhaps because of the interference of the will of heaven and earth.

Now, the figure in the depths of the sky may be the Heavenly Emperor's rubbing left by heaven and earth.

The faint qi machine alone almost caused the void to collapse, and it could be called the strongest opponent that Song Xing had encountered since he came to this world.

Song Xing gritted his teeth and shouted word by word, his voice was very soft, but it contained an inexplicable magic power, which made the entire void shake slightly.

At the same time, the figure in the depths of the sky slowly raised its hand and pressed it downward.

The void shook, and a layer of invisible power spread, causing the earth to tremble violently, and Song Xing's eyes narrowed.

"It's worthy of being an ancient emperor, and he really has some means!"

Song Xing took a deep breath, his eyes shone with a scorching golden glow, the blood qi in his body surged, and golden runes appeared on the surface of his skin, making him look like a golden man.

Swish!

A punch blasted out, and a sharp and piercing roar came from the heavens and the earth, as if even the air had been torn to pieces.

Bang!

The battle between the two is simple and bright, there is no skill, it is completely hard to rely on the flesh, this is a tragic scene, between the fist agitation, the earth cracks, there are one deep pit after another, the earth is flying, and the smoke and dust are filled.

Song Xing's flesh was extremely strong, and the golden runes were all over the surface of his skin, extremely hard, and any sword slashing on it was unscathed.

But that figure is also extraordinary, and his body is filled with a mysterious rhythm, and every punch can break Song Xing's defense, causing blood to ooze from the corners of his mouth, and the injury is not light.

However, although Song Xing looked at a disadvantage on the surface, his eyes were as cold as ice, and he had been suppressing his strength, carefully probing the mysterious source of power in the void.

Seeing that although the figure of the Heavenly Emperor in the void was strong, it could not kill himself with a single blow, Song Xing finally stopped hiding, and the Immortal Sword in his hand slashed through the void, with endless ferocity, slashing towards the sky!

An incomparably sharp aura suddenly erupted between heaven and earth, and immediately after, a long sword broke through the void and pierced through the Heavenly Emperor's figure with an indomitable terrifying momentum.

The sword was so powerful that it seemed to tear the entire sky apart, and the sky was split in half, and a pitch-black crack appeared.

Although that figure is the rubbing of the Emperor of Heaven, after all, it is just a long-ago phantom, not the real Emperor of Heaven, although it has a bit of strength back then, but the strain is not as good as the real body after all, seeing the sword of the Immortal Slash, he was unable to dodge, and was directly divided into two by the terrifying sword qi, and gradually dissipated in the void.

After the Heavenly Emperor rubbing disappeared, the thunder in the sky gradually dissipated, and it seemed that the unknown Heavenly Dao had temporarily given up on Song Xing and Zhuxian Sword.

However, Song Xing knew that this was just the beginning, and the next catastrophe would definitely not be so easy to dodge.

(End of chapter)