Chapter 269: Seven Yuan Gathering. Heaven speaks

The old man's shout made Jian Chen's mind sink again. Unleash the final assault on the coveted martial artist realm with all your might.

The martial form is like a hegemon in the dantian. Occupy a large amount of vitality that inhales the dantian. It's just that the martial form has grown to eight inches and nine. Hardly grows anymore. Further up is the number of extremely long nine. A nine-inch sword shape is almost impossible. There is such a saying on the mainland. Nine-inch martial arts. The form of the emperor. Once the martial shape is nine inches. Then it means that the person's future achievements must be unlimited. That War Emperor is a nine-inch sword-shaped existence.

And at this time. In the middle of the sword dust of the dantian near the power of the years. A white jade bead bloomed with a strange light. One point is extremely subtle. It's getting more and more dazzling in the back. Even the power of the years on one side is faintly a little bleak.

"This. What is this?" Jian Chen's mind was flustered. It was the first time he had seen that there was such a thing hidden in his dantian. He had never seen anything like this before.

The absorption of the vitality of the white jade bead is becoming more and more powerful. All the vitality that had been inhaled into the sword shape was ripped away by him. The white jade bead was surrounded by majestic vitality. A trace of peculiar aura came out of the surface of the jade bead. Lingering in the sword dust dantian. It didn't go away for a long time.

"It's."

With that trace of white breath lingering in his dantian. Jian Chen's mind actually fell into a wonderful feeling. That perception is not as good as the unity of heaven and man, but the harvest is higher than the unity of heaven and man.

"Length. Width. Height. It's just an impression imposed on you by the outside world." Jian Chen was muttering some inexplicable words in his heart. Jian Chen, who had been sitting down, slowly stood up. Step out slowly. Just this step scared the prison king stone. Sword dust was just a small step away from the house. Arrived in the courtyard of the inn. Didn't break the seal in the room.

"The Power of Space." The old man looked at the situation with horror in his eyes. Space for the sacred. He knew that. This young man is actually comprehending the holy artistic conception now. And he himself is actually witnessing this moment.

He is not familiar with the artistic conception of space. Because the Emperor of War has another name. The Emperor of Space. One move is close at hand, and the end of the world can take people's heads thousands of miles away, and how many emperors are afraid of the position. One move of the sword domain is even more mysterious. So that although the Emperor of War is only an emperor, his prestige is greater than that of His Holiness.

The stone king's body is in shape. A new barrier appeared in the courtyard. The movement of free sword dust is for those who are interested to discover. After all, he doesn't have much strength now. We don't have the strength to deal with the sudden crisis.

The white jade beads the size of red dates are getting smaller and smaller at a speed that is visible to the naked eye. At the same time, the sword dust dantian was already boiling. The artistic conception of the five elements actually circulated by itself while changing. The Great Array of the Five Elements rotates on its own. Gold, wood, water, fire, and earth are mutually reinforcing. Endless. The avenue of heaven and earth is contained in it. A strong aura emanated from Jian Chen's body.

The aura of sword dust suddenly enveloped the entire courtyard. Even the Stone King can't do anything. Stand aside and watch it all quietly. The aura on Jian Chen's body was completely beyond his cognition.

"Kim. Wood. Water. Fire. Soil." Shi Wang looked at the Five Elements Yuan Qi circulating on the surface of the sword dust, and the expression on his face completely froze. Looking at the young man's slightly immature expression, he couldn't calm down at all. His mouth kept muttering: "Five elements in one. Supreme Eucharist. It can't be."

The Stone King seems to have seen a ghost. Completely frightened by the colorful vitality on Jian Chen's body. This is also the first time that Jian Chen's five elements have released all of their vitality. Although it's just unintentional.

Five elements in one. Eucharistic and celestial contention. This simple sentence is enough to show the horror of the Supreme Eucharist. It is enough to compete with heaven and earth. Although this is an exaggeration. But it also shows how high the talent of the Supreme Eucharist really is.

The power of space is just beginning to be felt. The sword shape within the dantian, which had not moved, actually rose again at this moment. From eight inches to nine inches. The golden light in the sword dust body shines.

But it's far from over. The growth of the sword shape has not stopped. After breaking through nine inches, it is still growing a little bit. Nine inches one. Nine inches and two grow. Pushing the limits again and again. Time has become blurred for Sword Dust. He couldn't remember anymore.

"Dusty broke the seal so quickly." Jian Yuan, who was far away on Sword Island, felt a little and stopped what he was doing. Raise your head and look at the northern wilderness. It was as if his gaze had pierced through the void and seen sword dust. Full of love.

Accompanied by the five elements. The power of the years that has been locked by the artistic conception of the five elements broke free from the blockade. It's just that the power of the years of breaking free from the blockade has not caused any trouble as before. On the contrary, he stayed very quietly in the center of the dantian. The shape of a sword stands on it. The artistic conception of the space next to it, which originally only occupied a square inch, began to frantically attack the city and grab the land. In one fell swoop, he took half of the central country.

Dantianouchi. With Jian Chen's perception of the artistic conception of space. A trace of silk began to be engraved on the sword shape of the sword dust. The pattern is endless. It contains Jian Chen's comprehension of space. Space lines are added underneath. The sword shape has a little colorful light on it, so that people can't look at it directly.

I don't know how long it took. The white jade bead was completely dissolved. Disappeared into the dantian of sword dust. At that moment, the sword shape grew to a length of nine inches and nine. The colorful lines on the sword shape constitute a picture of heaven and earth. It seems like the whole world is evolving. The aura on Jian Chen's body actually changed again. A coercion emanated from Jian Chen's body. That kind of coercion is almost above heaven and earth. Even the stone kings on one side had to bow their heads.

Right now. The entire Sword God Continent was in turmoil. No expectations. The Sword God Continent was enveloped by an inexplicable coercion. Even the big demons who had achieved cultivation were also crawling on the ground and trembling at this moment. Under the power of heaven and earth, even an ordinary person is inferior.

Colorful clouds converge in the sky. Shine on the entire Sword God Continent. Even the valley of the Netherworld, which is eternally dark, is not illuminated at this moment. The creatures were even more panicked. For them who don't see the light of day all year round, sunlight is a killer.

All the powerhouses on the continent looked at the void. The fingers in his hand kept counting. What do you want to deduce from it.

The top of Sword Dust's head. Thunderclouds are brewing. From time to time, there is one or two thunderclaps, which is very scary.

"Is it finally going to start?" Savage depths. Inside the temple. The rickety body of the old fox is worshipping his ancestors. Look up at the sky. There was a hint of joy on his wrinkled face.

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"Thirty thousand years. It's been 30,000 years. I'm finally at the end of it." A strange voice echoed in Jian Chen's mind. Jian Yuan, who was far above Sword Island, frowned.