Chapter Eighty-Seven: Horror in All Directions!
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The earth cracked, opening one huge chasm after another, swallowing up the ancient forests and rivers, the sky and clouds disintegrated, all kinds of magnificent aurora appeared, and even goose feathers and heavy snow.
The inky blue snowflakes revealed the cold chill of the forest, and the barren land formed frost at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the grass, trees, hills, and even the fleeing wild beasts also stopped abruptly in an instant, turning into a crystal ice sculpture.
Even if the body is cold, as if being cut by a knife under the sage's breath, the two of the Lord of the Heavenly Wind Stream have no mental understanding, they stared at the coarse white-robed figure in front of them, and felt great uneasiness in the dark, the scene in front of them was beyond their estimate, and once there was a variable, it could evolve into an outlier.
"Transcendent Body!"
The Heart-Killing Saint took a deep breath and said solemnly, walking in the vast starry sky for many years, his eyesight and knowledge are by no means comparable to the two of the Lord of the Heavenly Wind Stream, although this judgment is a bit outrageous, but it is difficult to have a second possibility.
Hiss!
At this moment, the two lords of the Heavenly Wind Stream couldn't help but gasp at the same time, the detached body is the body of a saint, generally speaking, only the saint of the nine turns of the holy realm can continue to nourish with the meaning of detachment, and finally complete the transformation, the strength of the body, the strength of the qi and blood, far above the supreme saint.
More importantly, if you want to perfectly control the transcendent body of the Sage Realm, you must also reach the peak of the Reincarnation Realm in your will cultivation.
"I didn't expect that you had actually come to this point," the Heart-Killing Saint said in a deep voice, "The legendary ancient Heavenly Dragon bloodline is really so mysterious, not holy, but it has cast the saint's physique, the peak will, I am a saint, and I will strive for creation on the road to becoming a king, although the means are not glorious, but I will not avoid it without a fight, since I can't ban the supreme sword order, I also have to look at the supreme power of the younger generation under the starry sky today, I am curious, the two taboos, is it really possible to keep this saint." ”
Su Qinian looked at him seriously and said, "Compared to those two wastes, you are a lot better, and you deserve the word senior." ”
"You!"
The hearts of the two of the Heavenly Wind Stream were on fire, and as soon as a word came out, they saw Su Qinian Huo Di staring sideways.
"Get out!"
It was like a piece of chaos exploding in the divine court, and the terrifying power lifted the battle spirit away, and the two of them opened their mouths and spit out a reverse blood, flying out like meteors, booming a few times, and penetrating several mountains one after another, before falling into the ground crack ravine, and there was no sound.
What a strong mental will!
The Killing Heart Saint's gaze became more and more solemn, and he shot in an instant, crushing it with his spiritual will, and the two supreme saints were unable to stop it, and they were hit hard, this kind of will cultivation was also on top of his expectations, and it was definitely not as simple as entering the peak of the reincarnation realm for the first time.
Recite!
There was a faint sound of the sword, the heart-killing saint raised his hand and held it weakly, and a simple holy sword as black as ink appeared in the palm of his hand, with the appearance of this holy sword, the chill between heaven and earth skyrocketed several times, and the entire desolate land seemed to have turned into a cold ice hell, the sky was dark, and the divine sun was not visible, and it was isolated by a killing aura as thick as substance.
Without hesitation, without brewing, the holy sword was held flat, and he handed it out towards Su Qinian.
Airplanes!
Rumo's sword body trembled slightly, but there was no trace of the edge leaking, and even the chill between heaven and earth, as this sword was handed out, was also melting and collapsing, but it was exactly like this, Su Qinian's eyes showed a rare solemn look, and he exclaimed: "Good swordsmanship!"
It is indeed a good swordsmanship, the amazement of this sword is beyond Su Qinian's imagination, it seems to be a bland sword, but it condenses all the edges, killing energy, and even the sword momentum is condensed into a line, the sword is one with people, the potential is one with God, see the magic in the decay, and see the true self in the ordinary.
Martial intentions are clear!
This is an otherworldly realm of warfare, generally speaking, are some saints who stand on the pinnacle of the holy realm, for a body of law and Taoism, no longer confined to the tricks, only then have the power to turn decay into magic, of course, according to the second senior brother Qi Qing, not every saint can reach the realm of martial intent, there are many causes of combat power, but those who are martial intent, must be strong.
A palm was raised, turning the palm into a knife, and Su Qinian slashed forward with a volley.
There was no brilliance of battle qi, no light and blade, not even silent, not even a trace of breaking the air, it looked weak and powerless, without momentum, but that's it, the gaze of the heart-killing saint suddenly became extremely solemn, and the trembling sound of the sword body also disappeared, and the next moment, the tip of the sword and the palm blade exchanged blows in mid-air.
Bite!
A soft sound, like a golden bead falling on a jade plate, crisp and pleasant, but then, an indescribable fluctuation appeared from between the tip of the sword and the palm edge, look closely, it was a little chaos, round like a chicken, gradually separating the tip of the sword from the palm edge, as if dividing the heaven and earth, cutting the yin and yang, that little bit of chaos instantly expanded, and then exploded violently.
Rumble!
The divine sound, like opening the heavens and the earth, resounded through the nine heavens and ten earths, transmitted into the starry sky of the universe, and spread violently thousands of miles away.
30,000 miles, 40,000 miles, 50,000 miles...... 100,000 miles!
At this moment, on this northern wilderness land, hundreds of thousands of miles in a radius, some Saint Realm powerhouses who were sitting in the gate were suddenly alarmed, their eyes pierced through the air, and they projected into the distance, but they soon snorted, the corners of their mouths were bleeding, and they hurriedly withdrew their gaze.
"Beyond the will, the saint duel!"
"How can there be a clash of saints, such a terrifying sword momentum, unable to see the virtual and the real!"
"It's not an ordinary saint, I'm afraid it's an existence approaching the Saint King List. ”
Many strong people were alarmed, and there were even some remote places, deep in the earth, in some secret places, there were ancient dormant qi restlessness, faintly giving birth to signs of recovery.
Only the saints can barely look at it, and tens of thousands of miles away from it, there is a terrifying battlefield that has been beaten into a chaotic land, with infinite turbulence shuttling, transcending the will and permeating, and from time to time there is a crisp impact sound, which is not very magnificent, but as long as you reach the holy realm of reincarnation, you can hear it.
At this moment, in the chaotic turbulence, there is a pure land with a radius of ten zhang, the grass and trees are lush, the flowers and butterflies are dancing together, the two figures stand side by side, and a sword comes from the sky, surrounds the pure land, and constantly stabs out, but it is constantly struck by a palm, cut off, and it is difficult to enter an inch.
Liu Qingciao's eyes were clear, she hadn't seen Su Qinian make a move for more than five years, at least not as serious as today, she realized that this was not an ordinary saint, observing this battle, although she couldn't understand too much, but it was only a scale and half a claw, and it also derived infinite realization, which made the tears of the void in her body melt faster and merge with her.
One sword, ten swords, one hundred swords, a thousand swords!
As if there was no end, the sound of the collision of swords was connected, and outside the ten zhang pure land, chaos continued to explode, turbulent currents pierced through the air, like a mess, from time to time there was chaotic air overflowing, piercing the sky clouds, submerged into the universe, countless meteorites were destroyed, and in the blink of an eye, several death stars were penetrated, torn apart, and turned into cosmic dust.