The flags are waving more and more slowly.

The spewing out of the Xuanhuang mother gas also gradually decayed from the momentum of the storm to the situation of the breeze blowing the willows.

The Chong'en Holy Emperor stood with his hands in his hands, and the whole person was extremely calm and calm, just quietly looking at the endless phantom, consuming Yang Jian's mana.

Sonor!

A piercing sword roar suddenly resounded through the heavens and the earth.

It was Lin Heng who made a move, held the immortal sword, and cut down a sword intent that destroyed the mountains and the sea.

The sword intent is like a dragon, galloping and roaring, with a majestic murderous aura, to drown the Chong'en Holy Emperor.

The Chong'en Saint Emperor's face was expressionless, and with a flick of his fingers, the even more terrifying sword qi condensed, turning into a Heavenly Dao Holy Sword, and shattering the monstrous sword intent that was coming towards him.

In fact, the Holy Emperor of Chong'en is not good at swordsmanship.

But what is a saint?

There is nothing in the hand, but it is like mastering all things in heaven and earth.

The Heavenly Dao Holy Sword was about to fall on its head, but Wutian, who had turned into a demonic mist, wrapped it and wrapped it, and in the sound of squirping, the Heavenly Dao Holy Sword was quickly eroded, and then weathered in the starry sky.

In fact, they each spewed a great terrifying aura, intertwined with each other, and shrouded in an absolute forbidden area where gods blocked and killed gods and Buddhas into killing Buddhas!

There is no sword in his hand, but it is more terrifying than having a sword.

"Is this the Tongtian Sect Master's Immortal Sword Formation?"

The Chong'en Holy Emperor's eyes were slightly cold, and he suddenly slapped towards the demonic mist between heaven and earth, and this slap carried a monstrous divine fire, as if it was going to burn everything in the world.

"It's a bit annoying."

"Is this what Rahu is doing?"

At the same time as throwing out the Immortal Sword in his hand, the Killing Immortal Sword, the Trapping Immortal Sword, and the Absolute Immortal Sword also came out.

The sound of the sword resounded through the heavens and the earth.

The slap of the Chong'en Holy Emperor fell into this place, and it was suddenly drowned by the endless killing power of the quagmire.

Even the Chong'en Holy Emperor, who ignored everything from beginning to end, his face changed a little.

This is the saint!

With his casual move, he was able to mobilize the sword path left by the sword cultivators of the past dynasties between heaven and earth, and with a flick of his fingers out of thin air, the power released was far superior to the Zhuxian Sword in Lin Heng's hand.

It is difficult for outsiders to observe the scene inside the sword array.

I only know that there is a storm and chaos, and the heavens and the earth are in turmoil.

Lin Heng, who stabilized his figure, suddenly shouted.

With a sonorous sound, Lin Heng was swept away.

Of course, this is not inferior to the Zhuxian Sword.

The four immortal swords have their own astrological positions, rising and falling between heaven and earth, seemingly separated from each other and without intersection.

It's the gap between Lin Heng and the other party.

If it was replaced by the Tongtian Sect Master holding the Immortal Sword in his hand, the ten dares of the Chong'en Holy Emperor would not dare to deal with it so casually.

"Zhuxian Sword Formation, open!"

"It's incredible."

His palm tingled slightly, and for the first time, the saint's body felt hurt.

Although insignificant.

But already appalling!

"It's a pity, you're not the Tongtian Sect Master after all, even if you have such a peerless sword formation, what can you do to me?"

The Chong'en Holy Emperor looked indifferent, and forcibly carried the power of killing, so he was about to slap the four swords of Zhuxian together.

Who would have thought that at this time, he could hear Lin Heng and recite four words in a low voice.

"Everything is withering!"

The voice fell.

Indescribable power erupts in this world.

The sun, moon and stars dimmed in an instant.

Rivers and lakes dried up in an instant.

Thousands of miles of land, at a speed visible to the naked eye, quickly withered, and all plants and trees withered and withered at this time.

It was as if the world had entered a countdown.

The absolute weakness shrouded the Chong'en Holy Emperor, and it made him feel a little difficult to raise his hand for a while?

"You've got it, too, the power of the rules?"

The Chong'en Saint Emperor looked at Lin Heng with some surprise, the Chijiri Horse Monkey had mastered the evolution of heaven and earth, which had already surprised him, but he didn't expect Lin Heng to also master the power of the rules.

And this time.

Ying Zheng saw the opportunity to make a move, and between the wild dance of the black dragon robe, a black dragon phantom appeared behind him.

Ying Zheng's body melted into the dragon shadow, and between the roars, he carried great majesty and crashed towards the Chong'en Holy Emperor.

Boom!

The Howling Sky Dog and others in the other space only felt that the heavens and the earth were shaking, and the picture in front of them fluctuated for a while.

When calm returns.

The posture of the Chong'en Holy Emperor was already dozens of steps backwards in place.

The void around him collapsed, and the chaotic qi enveloped it, and the wind slashed across his cheeks like a knife.

Supreme, overlooking the world, on his body, a luxurious imperial robe, was actually stained with dust.

"This ...... How can it be? ”

The six-eared macaque's eyes widened in disbelief at what it was seeing.

"Good!"

The Howling Dog was thrilled.

Of course, this wave can't do anything to the Chong'en Holy Emperor, but it verifies one thing, that is, they really have the strength to fight against the saints!

It's just that the face of the Akajiri horse monkey is not very good-looking.

It said in a solemn tone, "The real big war has only begun now. ”

In the battlefield.

The Holy Emperor of Chong'en, from the broken black hole full of chaos killing machines, slowly walked out.

Maybe it's hard to believe, or maybe it's hard to accept.

He had been staring at the sleeves of his robe, where there was a shattered patch.

The aura of terror began to permeate from under his feet, and the world on that side became depressed.

The four people present all looked solemn and felt the suffocation of the mountain rain coming and the wind filling the building.

"Ordinary people, don't know the destiny of heaven."

"How dare you disobey the saint when you are waiting for an ant......"

The Chong'en Holy Emperor slowly raised his head, and in his eyes that were indifferent to all beings, at this moment, an angry fierce light finally erupted.

Rumble!

Two red rays of light erupted from his eyes like pillars of heaven.

Ying Zheng, who incarnated as a black dragon, was caught off guard and was directly swept by the red light, and the indescribable power made this first emperor, who was carrying a hundred wisps of saint's breath and had an incredibly strong physique, fly out thousands of miles on the spot.

Along the way, they smashed through the Seven Heavenly Domains, and where they passed, the stars collapsed and the sea turned upside down.

The entire void left a black hole of tens of thousands of miles.

It's like this world has been directly blasted through!

"You're going to die!"

Chong'en Saint Emperor's tone was cold, and he didn't stop there, as soon as he raised his big hand, the sky shattered, and the chaotic qi that overflowed from the black hole was forcibly condensed into a chaotic heavenly sword by him.

The Heavenly Sword covers the power of destroying the world, destroying thousands of miles away, and directly cutting Ying Zheng into ashes!

"Stop him!"

Yang Jian shouted at Lin Heng urgently, and a bright and uncertain glow appeared all over his body, and the glow converged on his forehead, and the third eye seemed to be open, as if something was struggling inside.

Ying Zheng had already dealt a heavy blow to the Chong'en Holy Emperor's fierce light, and Lin Heng naturally wouldn't watch him being smashed by the Heavenly Sword.

At the moment when Yang Jian reminded him, he had already summoned the Xuanwu Armor.

"Moo!"

A dull and heavy roar suddenly sounded in this world.

With Xuanwu's roar, a blue-gray light appeared on the surface of Lin Heng's body, and ancient inscriptions began to flicker.

At the same time as the Xuanwu armor appeared, a Xuanwu phantom also appeared behind Lin Heng.

It is boundless and huge, holding up the heavens and the earth, showing a sense of antiquity and heaviness.

(End of chapter)