Tu Cheng faced the attack, opened his mouth and spat out the golden dragon yuan and collided with the fading sword intent.

Suddenly, with the two as the center, a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles was affected, and the rest of the monks who were close to them hurriedly withdrew from their attack range.

After a blow, Tu Cheng turned into a golden dragon body that was ten thousand feet long, and a majestic dragon suppressed the Quartet.

This is a natural supernatural ability as a dragon beast.

On the other side, Fa Fan was not to be outdone, and with a crisp sword sound, the sword momentum around her body soared into the sky, almost wanting to break through the sky.

The battle between the two sides was on the verge of breaking out, and in the next moment, the blade of the sword fell on the painted dragon claw.

When parrying the attack, Tu Cheng also opened his mouth and spewed out his own dragon yuan, smashing into the fading fan.

Fa Fan released countless swords around his body, blocking Long Yuan.

The two sides fought inseparably for a while.

Dragons originally did not exist in this world, but with the revival of the aura of heaven and earth, some things in myths and legends gradually came to reality through faith, and thus turned into real species.

Therefore, the dragon's combat power is naturally quite strong.

The body is powerful, the scale armor can block the divine soldiers, the claws can break everything, and the dragon yuan contains a body of essence, which has the power of the sky and the earth when it falls, and it can also spit out clouds and mist, change the size, and manipulate the flow of water.

There are almost no shortcomings in long-range melee combat or gameplay.

Such an existence seems to be perfect without flaws.

And Fading Fan was just a sword blade that Lin Qianxing casually built with Fan Tie at the beginning.

It's just that in the later cultivation, he gradually faded away from the mortal body and turned into such a divine weapon.

And the strength of the divine soldier often depends on the master.

If she was in Lin Qianxing's hands, even the blades containing the power of the Great Dao in the hands of those Great Sages might not be able to compare with them.

But just by herself, her strength will be greatly reduced.

Bang la la la~!

I don't know when, the monstrous waves have gathered.

Thundered~!

Above that huge wave, Tu Cheng gathered thunderclouds, and he was already carrying boundless power to kill Fa Fan with one blow.

In the face of the rushing sea and thunderclouds, Fa Fan did not retreat.

Just as Lin Qianxing faced the hundreds of miles of rushing flood and the yellow dragon with half stepping into the Dao, Fa Fan slowly raised his right arm at this moment, just like Lin Qianxing did at the beginning.

In the palm of her hand, the shadow of a sword faintly appeared.

That was the manifestation of the sword path that Lin Qianxing had instilled in her.

Just as Lin Qianxing lightly slashed the blade in her hand, she also lightly dropped the shadow of the divine sword in her hand.

歘~!

The sea was split in half, the thunderclouds were all gone, and there was no life left in the painting.

In the face of ordinary opponents, Fan Fan generally does not make a dead hand.

But there are so many karmas that can be seen with the naked eye, and I don't know how many sinners this dragon has caused.

That is to say, relying on one's cultivation to be profound, without attracting heavenly punishment, how can such an existence be qualified to become a saint?

But it's not entirely right to say that it didn't incur damnation.

After all, he was unlucky this time, and he bumped into Fafan as soon as he came.

If he had merit and good results, how could he be so unlucky?

After Tu Quan's killing, Fa Fan also received the blessing of the Heavenly Dao, and his momentum increased by three points.

Killing this dragon is a bigger improvement than fighting off dozens of ordinary masters.

Fa Fan continued to look for a target.

After that, she had barely met a master who could fight her for hundreds of rounds.

Because those masters were saving their physical strength, they deliberately avoided confrontation with the strong people at the same level as them, and they all seemed to have reached a tacit agreement to clean up those weak Moon Realm monks first.

And those relatively weak Nayue Realm cultivators had no way to face this situation.

Even if they are united, they are not qualified to compete with these strong men.

None of these people, in the past battles for the holy throne, may have the possibility of sanctification.

But now there is a pile.

Born in the same era as them, it can only be said that it is unlucky.

I don't know how long it took, and there were only ninety-eight Tianjiao characters left in the field.

The momentum on their bodies is similar, and they can be regarded as existences at the same level.

These people all have the potential to become saints, and in the past era, there were only two or three such celestials at most per million years.

Today, there are ninety-eight sanctified beings.

I have to say that this last holy seat is indeed very valuable.

After glancing at each other, these people invariably found their respective opponents and began a new round of fighting.

Everyone wants to be the first to divide the winner and accumulate the winning momentum.

Because the faster you win, the more likely you are to reach the top and get the throne quickly.

In front of him was an old man with gray hair.

His name was Honggang, and he was a monk of the human race, and he lived for more than a million years.

Of course, most of the time, he used secret methods to reduce the consumption of longevity.

And the purpose is very simple, he is just to live to this day and compete for this holy position.

In fact, this is not the first time he has competed for the holy throne.

This is the fifth time.

He lived for more than 5 million years and is a living fossil.

Every time, he can meet a world-famous Tianjiao.

Every time, he can only choose to avoid the edge for the time being.

In the process of evasion, he gradually grew old from high spirits.

Until this last time, he had to fight.

Because he had no choice left.

If you avoid it this time, there will be no next time.

And he won't live that long.

In the face of fading mortal, Honggang raised his hand to evolve a huge mountain that covered the sky and the sun, and smashed it down.

The sharp sword intent of the faded fan rose, and a sword split the mountain, and the sword momentum did not decrease, falling towards Honggang.

Honggang's face was slightly shocked, no longer tempted, and all kinds of magic weapons flew out of his body, quickly fighting with Fa Fan.

He is also worthy of being an old antique who has lived for more than five million years, and there are many methods, if he is placed in the ordinary competition for the holy throne, he may not have no chance.

It's a pity that now he is facing fading mortal.

The age of Fa Fan is much older than Honggang, but she does not have as many complicated means as Honggang, she only has a sword.

This sword broke through Honggang's magic weapons one by one, and broke his magical powers.

Finally, Honggang no longer has any magic weapons to use.

He's been pushed to the end.

By now, his longevity has long been exhausted, and this time, he has no way out.

He recalled that in the past, he thought that he was already the pride of the heavens, but in every competition for the holy throne, he could meet a world-famous existence who was more talented than him.

At that time, he thought that he had a secret technique, so he wanted to take a step back first and leave it for future generations.

But this retreat, it lost its sharpness.

He retreated and retreated, avoided and avoided.

In the end, they can only be forced to pursue the holy throne in this most cruel era.

He asked himself, if he had chosen to fight to the end that time, would he really have no chance of success?

Honggang's body momentum rose sharply, and his appearance changed from aging to youth.

With this blow, he will burn everything, pour everything out, and show himself.

Win or lose at that point, he will perish.

"There is no need to retreat, then there is no need to retreat." Honggang muttered.

Not only did he not retreat, but he also had to gather momentum to move forward and make the final charge.

Rumble~!

The image of a million-zhang Dao appeared, and Honggang actually took another path of spiritual-based cultivation.

In the face of this blow, Fa Fan couldn't help but be surprised.

She thought that Honggang was just a monk who had no fighting spirit and relied heavily on foreign objects, but what she didn't expect was that after he was pushed to the extreme, he actually had the courage to abandon all and sublimate such a wonderful blow.

With this blow, Fa Fan also recognized the monk in front of him.

"Cangshen Strike!!"

With a loud shout, the Million Zhang Dao seemed to gather all the energy and blast out with a punch.

Suddenly, space also shook.

This blow had already locked the cause and effect, frozen the space, and she couldn't dodge it, and she had only one choice, and that was to break it with a more powerful sword move.

The shape of the fading mortal changed, and suddenly turned into a sword.

A sword with an unremarkable appearance.

Three-foot green edge, silver-white hilt.

Even if this sword is placed among ordinary people, it may not be considered excellent.

But because it was lucky to follow the right person, it became the number one sword in the world.

A white-clad humanoid phantage appeared on the hilt of the sword.

It was a projection of Lin Qianxing, who had evolved from the mortal.

Only in his hands is the world-shattering sword that can break through all the laws with a single sword.

And the phantom looked indifferent in the face of the attack of the million-foot giant Dao Statue.

Because he should have been like this, there is nothing in this heaven and earth that is worthy of his fear.

The Faded Sword was raised and stabbed head-on into the statue's fist.

The blade of the sword collides with the fist, and the rules of the Tao and the Tao collide with each other.

The aftermath spread out, annihilating all things.

After a long time, the Dao image dissipated as an illusory shadow, and the divine sword reverted to a fading appearance.

After all, the truth of fading is better.

Honggang glanced at Fa Fan, showed a hearty smile, and could no longer maintain his body, disintegrating into infinite particles and dissipating into the void.

There was three points of emotion in his eyes.

This monk had too many distractions in his mind before, otherwise with his talent, he might not have to wait until now to show such amazing combat power.

The next moment, Fa Fan fought with a new Tianjiao.

This is a monk of an alien race.

Her name is Liuxia, and her body is a wisp of colorful glow, nourished by the aura, giving birth to a divine fetus, thus being born.

She was born as a monk by birth and began as a monk.

In less than 10,000 years, she had reached the pinnacle and reached the Nayue realm.

But she wasn't happy about it.

She felt that the road was too smooth, and the lack of setbacks was not a good thing.

So she cut herself off, destroyed the divine body, and rebuilt it as a mortal.

This time, she went through a lot of hardships and took more than 200,000 years to return to the top.

After going through the path of cultivation completely, at this point, her path has been completed.

Liuxia's body turned into a glow, and his figure disappeared in front of Fafan's eyes in an instant.

That's faster than a streamer.

Space can't catch her figure.

In an instant, the glow of the flowing glow had crossed millions of miles and appeared in front of the fading mortal.

(End of chapter)