Chapter 668: Ten Thousand Swords Strike Together

Torrential rain pours!

It's truly overwhelming and omnipresent.

The torrential rain was extremely dense, forming a huge black curtain wall over the state city, and it seemed to be a black vortex. Everyone's eyes were filled with the dark curtain wall formed by the torrential rain, and there was no trace of the scene outside the torrential rain.

It was all the rain that covered the sky and the sun, and it came like a storm. In an instant, it gave people the feeling that it was about to flood the state city from the top of the nine heavens.

If someone can look down from the sky at this time, most of them will notice that this covers half of the state city, and it is dense and terrifying, but it is not scattered, but has a very strange shape.

It's like a sword!

Yes, a very huge sword, about to fall down on the front of the world, is the unique tip of the sword. The rest of the rainstorm is part of the air, and the picture is like the body of a sword. And the hilt of the sword is the dark clouds in the sky.

A super giant sword that simply destroyed the world.

Tan Weiran's family of three temporarily lived in the mansion of a local family in Yingzhou, which was also used as a temporary office space for Tan Chai. It's not a secret, there are many people who know this place, and Qu Zichun and the others, who received Twilight Blood today, are here.

This super giant sword falling from the sky is aimed directly at this mansion.

The monstrous rain of swords is covering here. Standing in the courtyard, Tan Weiran under the willow tree had the illusion that a sword had fallen from the sky, just aimed at his head and falling.

This feeling is more imminent than imminent, and it makes people uneasy to the point of panic.

Talking about it but not taking his eyes off it, completely devoting his mind to perceiving this sword, with his eyes, with his thoughts, and even with his feelings!

From that lifelike rainstorm sword. He could see that this sword was estimated to be ninety percent sword spirit. However, even if it is a sword spirit, there is absolutely a world of difference between what he casts and what he uses in the Doom Realm.

There is no external force. He couldn't even use a single move of seventy percent sword spirit, because his true qi was insufficient. Seventy percent of the sword spirit that can be used to cross the realm of doom can destroy a city at all.

Tan Weiran hopes to get something out of this scene and this sword.

In a flash, he told him that this sword was a little special.

Seeing his concentrating appearance, Zong Changkong was thoughtful, the sword emerging from his palm retracted slightly, his hands parted, and his palms were silent. When it is shot lightly. The aura boiled in an instant, almost overwhelming.

"Djinn Divine Palm"!

It's not a small shield fist, because a small shield fist is a melee boxing method.

At this moment, the entire city vaguely gave people the illusion of jumping up and down, this kind of sudden shock.

A pair of indescribably huge palms, so big that they could almost lift the entire state city. At the moment when a pair of huge glowing palms suddenly appeared, countless people really thought that the state city had been uprooted and lifted into the air.

Although he didn't really lift it up, he used such a pair of huge palms to hold up a piece of sky for the state city.

It's a long story. In fact, it was a very short interval of a few breaths. The rainstorm sword spirit has already hit the giant spirit fist intensively, and the unique pop sound is like rain hitting the plantain.

It's like a super greatsword. Stabbing this giant spirit's fist, a wave of majestic qi can almost destroy countless houses. Fortunately, the giant spirit fist was in mid-air to resist the state city, and the qi waves only stirred over the city, and did not cause major damage.

Rao is so. There were occasionally one or two minarets in the city, and they also broke directly under the blowing of this violent air. The closer ones were even blown up on the spot.

Countless people were dumbfounded and completely dumbfounded.

Xu Cunzhen, Qu Zichun and others in the hall are people who are strong and perceptive. I just have a sense and rush out. Even if the cultivation was a breakthrough, Mingkong, who was resting, also noticed this powerful aura, and was suddenly awakened, and he rushed out without even wearing a coat.

The countless strong people who stayed in Yingzhou, from the Broken Void Realm to the Spirit Wandering Realm and the True Realm, all rushed out.

When I looked up, the whole city was shocked.

At this moment, only a trace of divine thought disappeared unconsciously, and a spiritual light split out of Tan Weiran's thoughts, and he grasped the instantaneous uniqueness with his perception, and his heart finally opened: "This is ...... This rainstorm sword spirit is clearly a water line, and it can actually hurt the soul?"

Tan Weiran pondered hard, and tried his best to perceive every detail in detail: "It's not the power of yin, it can also hurt the soul? Oh, is it corrosion? Not quite like that. Hey, that's ...... This is...... It's corrosion, it's not corrosion. ”

"Huh?" Zong Changkong suddenly let out a fluttering and surprised note.

I saw that the torrential rain was pouring down, like a giant sword stabbing down, and Zong Changkong's giant spirit fist was not inferior to the other party. But just after a stalemate that lasted no more than two breaths, the giant spirit fist actually disintegrated, and it disintegrated into countless fragments of light in mid-air without a sound.

Carefully perceiving, Zong Changkong suddenly realized: "I see. He couldn't help but look back and glanced at Tan Weiran with strange eyes: "The few characteristics in this sword spirit that can hurt the soul were actually noticed by him, could it be that he is really talented in this area?"

At the same time as a thought flashed through his mind, an almost boundless torrential rain had already fallen, covering a mile of the place where the Tan family was staying.

Just when the rainstorm was only less than twenty zhang away from the mansion, Zong Changkong stood up and raised his head, like a person with a rickety body, suddenly stretched his body and bones, showing his strength and burlyness, a kind of majestic temperament that belongs to a strong heart emanated, almost like substance,

With a slight backhand, a sword jumped out, and as Zong Changkong turned his wrist lightly, he turned around a few times, as if he was drawing a circle in the sword volley. Blazing light was released from this circle, and it was dazzling.

With his sword, he drew a dazzling sun!

It is like a dazzling black hole, engulfing all the Storm Sword Spirits, strictly speaking, dissolving all the crazy Storm Sword Spirits into nothingness.

From Xu Cunzhen to Qu Zichun, countless powerhouses in the city opened their mouths wide and fell into a state of trance, their minds were blank, and there was only one thought in their hearts: "There is such a defensive trick in the world?"

Zong Changkong suddenly felt something, turned his face slightly and glanced at Tan Weiran, and saw that he was waking up from his selfless perception. Knowing that there was no need to delay, with a flick of his wrist, the sun that had digested countless rainstorms disintegrated in front of everyone's eyes.

The sword roared, sharp and loud. Show what you're all you can do.

Sui Zong waved his sword in the sky and pointed at the sky, and the terrifying sun disintegrated into countless bright rays, as if all of them formed a torrent at the moment of his fingering, which was simply a thousand swords at once. No, it's a hundred thousand, a million swords!

Visible to all. The trajectories of countless bright silk threads, one by one.

The strong man who was hiding in the dark clouds in the sky finally showed a trace of fear and shock in his eyes, this is definitely not a spirit, and the other party is by no means an ordinary doom.

If he hadn't been sure before, then when this sword exploded, he was sure.

True Soul?!

Definitely a sword soul!

The terrifying light sword soul turned into a golden thread, shooting out continuously. Flooded the dark clouds, shattered them apart, revealing a slightly gloomy, but clear sky.

The strong man in the dark clouds was knocked to the dust, like a meteor falling to the ground rapidly.

Zong Changkong raised his leg and took a step, and disappeared after a few steps for a hundred miles, going to the place where the doomed powerhouse fell.

There was a mountain shelter, and no one saw the fierce battle in the mountain. Everyone saw a violent explosion. A bright light pressed down a hazy gray light, and when it collided, it produced a cloud of light like mushrooms. Rising swell. Rumble!

More than a dozen peaks and hills around the Radiant Mushroom were visible to the naked eye and the earth was crumbling, collapsing, and then disintegrating into countless sand, mud and stones, and the boiling and crumbling debris of the trees swelled and blew in all directions.

"It's not good! There are people outside the city!" Tan Chai blurted out, revealing a ray of anxiety: "Senior Xu!"

Xu Cunzhen was slightly stunned and glanced at Qu Zichun and the others. After a little hesitation, he stepped into the light and threw himself outside the city, stopping the aftermath of this battle for the people in the countless villages outside the city.

As soon as Xu Cunzhen goes, it means that there is no one around him to protect Tan Chase and Tan Weiran, and the best time to kill the father and son is so unexpectedly sent to the door. Qu Zichun's heart almost jumped out of his throat at this moment, and there was a 120,000-point fierce ideological battle in his mind.

To kill? or not to kill?

Don't kill this time. Later, when Tobu grew stronger, there was no such opportunity. Missed the opportunity to live up to the mission given to them by the Twilight Blood.

None of them were sure that Zong Changkong would kill them all to take revenge, and this possibility was at least eighty percent or more.

Qu Zichun was fighting fiercely in his heart, and one of the envoys looked at the actions of the people in distraction, and secretly dragged Qu Zichun and shook his head resolutely and vigorously.

This time, the envoys of the twilight blood actually came to two major voids, one bright and one dark, both shouldering the mission of waiting for an opportunity to assassinate and chase down the peace talks. It was the dark chess piece that prevented the assassination.

Opportunities are never there.

Even though Xu Cunzhen and other strong people intercepted layer by layer, the wind from a hundred miles away blew into the state city and whistled through the sky. The mud and sand carried by the wind did not pose much of a threat, but those stones were knocked down one after another, smashing and smashing many houses, deducing what is called a black cloud crushing the city and wanting to destroy it.

It was comparable to a hurricane passing through, and the people of the city were in shock.

Tan Chai was shocked in his heart, and whispered to Miao Yong on the side: "Now, I really hope that the Doom Crossing powerhouses will not come out to do activities, their destructive power is too great." ”

At this time, the sect chief appeared in the city with a gray-robed man, and glanced at Qu Zichun and another powerhouse. Both of them trembled, sweating like rain.

A person who dared to break into the palace of a powerful country and break the ninth-order offensive and defensive magic weapon, even causing Guan Ci to return in vain, was definitely not something they could provoke.

Countless people were looking at Zong Changkong with envy and horror, dodging and dodging in fear.

No one knows if these eyes will anger a strong man who has crossed the doom.

Countless people speculated about Zong Changkong's cultivation, guessing and guessing, but no one was sure of the answer.

After this battle, it can be regarded as confirming the speculation of countless people.

Tan Weiran was rubbing the ground on his toes, his face full of "I'm thinking", and he was extremely troubled to refer to the big problem. Not to mention the arrival of Zong Changkong, even the previous storm crossing was not noticed.

Zong Changkong glanced at him, threw the gray-robed man on the ground, and asked, "Who knows this person?" (to be continued......