The sacrificial rituals of the primeval era communicate the obscurantist world with grand and vast words, and sense the heavens and men.

In the nine-colored hazy clouds and smoke under Yuchen Jing, a magnificent power that seemed to be eternal.

The Sanskrit gods in the sky, as congenital beings, have penetrated the study of Buddhism and mathematics, and have already felt the power of changing fate brewing in the nine-colored clouds.

Raise the palm of your hand and transform the intangible innate true qi.

"The power of time and heaven and earth, such a whimsical idea, I didn't expect it to be destroyed by my hands. ”

The Sanskrit god sighed lightly, and the huge power in his palm that urged the mountains and mountains to pull out the mountains fell with a bang.

Such a terrifying force descended downward.

The wind that brought it up was like a violent hurricane blowing from the sea, and even the ground was about to be blown away......

Seeing this, everyone in the Hanging Sword Division couldn't help but raise their heartbeats for Han Feng under the Yuchen Capital.

However, the Sanskrit god at this moment is not invincible just now.

Jun Huaixu continued to absorb the essence of heaven and earth from the nine-colored clouds and smoke, and transformed it into the driving force of the [Future Mirror], attracting the mighty and majestic innate power.

As if teleporting, he came to the air in front of Han Feng and waved the Heavenly Punishment Sword in his hand.

This time he swung the sword, and the whole world was surprised.

The spirit of flying springs and contiguous qi was the first to surge out.

The entire Yuchen Jing was affected by this force, and it instantly changed from day to night, and the sky was pitch black and enveloped everything.

Then the cyclone of the sun and the morning glow rushed, and a ray of dawn appeared, and the sky broke in an instant after sinking into the night.

The four breaths that transformed heaven and earth rushed out one after another, hitting the invisible innate palm power of the Sanskrit god head-on, sealing this power in mid-air, and then the two qi of heaven and earth came out again, hitting the palm power of the Sanskrit god head-on.

The invisible palm shattered, and the remaining strength of the sword qi even invaded the Sanskrit god a little.

The white-clothed god man volleyed in the air, flicked his sleeves, and shattered the remaining strength of the sword qi.

Although the movement was slight, the Sanskrit god had to pay attention to the king's emptiness.

The battle for this trick is actually to use external forces to set foot in the congenital Jun Huaixu, which is even better, which shows his talent.

"Jun Huaixu, you are injured, and you can't be promoted to congenital ...... at all To create a future without is to go against the sky, and if you support it like this, your body will collapse on its own without waiting for me to make a move. ”

Jun Huai held the future mirror in his empty hand, re-ascended to the height level of the Sanskrit god, and smiled indifferently:

"If you die for your ideals, then you will be humble and die without regrets. ”

As he spoke, Jun Huai was full of emptiness, like a god.

"Then what you have to face, I'm afraid it's not the pressure you can imagine!"

At this time, the Twin Monarchs of the Heavens had arrived from afar.

Wu Que Jun had already taken the lead, and tens of thousands of bronze halberds appeared in the sky, slowly aiming at Jun Huaixu, and were about to shoot out.

"Then wait and see, let me understand your pressure. ”

Jun Huaixu faced the enemy's means and slowly raised the heavenly punishment in his hand.

Invoke the six qi of heaven and earth, and there are thousands of lights.

It's just that because he stepped into the innate realm against the sky, Jun Huaixu's preference was on the side sharply, and his face suddenly turned pale.

The Sanskrit god grasped the opportunity of the battlefield, twisted in the void, and the invisible suppressive force was brewing and ready to impact the place where Jun Huaixu stands.

The four people on both sides represented the top martial arts and moral strength, and the strength broke out into an extreme conflict.

Then, there was an earth-shattering bang!

It was not the battle between the two sides that broke out, but the nine-colored clouds and smoke completely dissipated.

A resolute figure that did not tolerate the treacherous and treacherous of the world came to Jun Huaixu's side from the bottom up.

Driven by the remnants of the nine-colored clouds and smoke, the indifferent freehand poetry and book recitation of his people sounded in the clouds.

I only hear his voice, but I don't see his people.

"Half wading in the turbidity stream and half sitting clear, leaning on the Zheng and chanting Guangling Wen. ”

Han Jian silently listened to the gentleman's wishes, and was proud of the world's laughter. ”

The sharp aura of a swordsman, like a sharp sword hanging over the heads of all the wicked people in the world, emanated from the figure looming in the clouds.

Anyone who looked directly at that figure with both eyes would feel pain in their pupils.

Meng Yuqi sat on the ground, looking at the battlefield above the sky, looking at the figure wrapped in clouds and smoke, and asked in a daze:

"That's, Brother Han?"

Guo Qinhan's power was excessively consumed when he attacked the glass wall just now, and now his face was a little pale, sitting next to Meng Yuqi, he was also stunned:

"Xiao Han...... I'm already on a different path than any of us......"

Tens of thousands of martial artists outside the city were all shocked by the pressure of this peerless sword qi.

Even the Sanskrit gods, Wu Que Jun, and Wu Yijun in the sky felt the pressure.

"Who's in person?"

Wu Quejun sat on the bronze chariot and asked in a deep voice.

The clouds cleared.

Revealing his figure.

Light-colored robes, tied with white hair.

The brow is forever slightly furrowed.

His right hand gently patted Jun Huaixu's shoulder, and reached out to take down the future mirror he was holding in his left hand, and put it into his true qi.

At the same time, he took the [Heavenly Punishment Sword] in his right hand.

"Teacher, there are some things that can also be handed over to others. ”

As he spoke, the white-haired swordsman stretched out his hand and pushed Jun Huaixu into Yuchen Jing.

Dressed in green clothes and entering the city, he danced like an immortal.

Wu Yijun had a fierce temperament, and saw Jun Huaixu flying into Yuchen Jingzhong, waving the two big knives that outlined the traces of the sun and the moon in his hand, and the terrifying knife that was hundreds of feet long slashed down against Jun Huaixu.

This person rode a crimson flame beast, and his cultivation back then was probably a top-level congenital, but now his cultivation has plummeted, even if he recovers by collecting the ancient key of military calamity, it is only the lowest innate strength.

But, no matter what, innate is innate is inherent!

Jun Huaixu had already withdrawn from the innate state after Han Feng dispersed the nine-colored clouds and smoke, and if he was slashed by this knife, he was afraid that he would either die or be disabled.

However, it is also extremely difficult for this knife to cause damage......

The figure of the white swordsman instantly appeared in front of Baizhang Daogang.

"The sword roars through the ages!"

The grand sword qi seemed to have come across the ages, rushing without sword light, smashing the sword light of a hundred zhang, and directly pounced on Wu Yijun, who was riding a Lin beast.

Wu Yijun was proud of his martial arts and was unwilling to retreat, so he waved the second big sword in his hand, bursting out with extreme innate strength.

The earth beat with it, and the walls of Yuchenjing began to shake off the masonry!

"Don't look down on people, eat me [Loyalty and Righteousness]!"

The power of a knife can shatter the mountains and the earth!

However, under this simple and direct sword, it was impossible to complete the move.

The white-haired swordsman's sword qi broke through Wu Yijun's loyal and righteous tricks head-on, enveloping him and the Lin Beast under him.

Under the impact of sword qi, it seems that he is going to be sentenced to death with a sword!

Seeing this, the Sanskrit god raised his hand to operate the ultimate body of the Buddha Dao, and the invisible force field forcibly operated, pulling Wu Yijun out of the sword qi of the white-haired swordsman.

However, the unicorn that was facing the sword move head-on exploded and died on the spot, exploding like fireworks in the sky......

Immediately, the [Heavenly Punishment Sword] in the white-haired sword's hand pointed diagonally at the earth, and his gaze looked directly at the three innate beings in front of him.

Answer Wu Quejun's question just now.

"I am Han Feng, the Hanging Sword Division...... Me too...... Laughing at Hongchen!"

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