Chapter 57: The Death of the Sword Emperor
For four years, the royal power has been in a state of extreme speed. After all, the stars in the sea of stars are not real planets, they are just coordinates, and they do not have much ornamental value.
However, the royal power who was rushing to the Wu clan did not know that a shocking adventure was about to befall him.
In the boundless chaos, two divine lights suddenly converged and collided together.
Click!
The terrifying energy instantly swept through the endless chaos, and a large area of chaos was completely annihilated and never existed again.
If the creatures of the desolate world saw this scene, I am afraid that their jaws would drop in shock!
In the midst of the flood, when did there become such two more people?
At a moment after the collision between the two, a world full of sword qi came from an unknown time and space, and suddenly descended in this destroyed chaotic region.
Suddenly, a man in green clothes walked out of the chaotic qi. He was eight feet tall, his face was extremely indifferent, and the back of his head shone with infinite divine light, and as soon as the chaotic qi approached his body, he was shocked into nothingness by the divine light.
He slowly stretched out his arm, grabbed it gently, and without any vision, he pinched the world into his hand.
"Qing Lingzi, what are you going to do!"
A calm voice came from the sword qi world, without sorrow or joy, and it didn't seem to be moved by Qing Lingzi's behavior of grabbing the world.
"This world belongs to me!" said the young man known as Qing Lingzi lightly, as if this world was originally his.
Between the words of the two, there were no unnutritious words such as "poor Dao" and "Taoist friend". It can be seen that the two of them are really supernatural powers.
Only a monk with great powers, great wisdom, great perseverance, and absolute confidence in the path can do this. Because they firmly believe that they are the Tao, and no one is qualified to be their Taoist!
"Qing Lingzi, I know what you are capable of. But today's world is no longer the world it used to be!"
Hearing Qing Lingzi's words, the people in the sword qi world spoke up again. However, with this sentence, his tone was not so calm. From this point of view, his strength is not as good as Qing Lingzi.
Qing Lingzi was silent.
Although he is a great supernatural power, he is also an ant in front of saints, and he is no different from other quasi-saints.
However, the greatest characteristic of the great supernatural is that he is strong-willed, and he will not back down even in the face of saints.
"Of course I understand what you mean. However, this reason is not enough for me to give up this world. A sword gives birth to a world transformed by ten thousand laws, and anyone who obtains it can obtain great benefits. Don't think you can hide from me, this world has two thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine laws!"
Qing Lingzi was still unmoved, insisting on getting this world.
"Do you think I'm the group of ants in the desolate world, let you handle it?" An angry voice resounded through the chaos, and immediately, the people in the sword qi world showed their attitude with their actions.
The sword qi world that was originally grasped by Qing Lingzi in the palm of his hand trembled suddenly, suddenly disintegrated, turned into hundreds of millions of swords, and suddenly broke through Qing Lingzi's blockade in an indescribable way, shooting in all directions, fleeing towards the Chaos Void or the Flood Wasteland.
"Sword Emperor!"
Qing Lingzi's expression finally changed, and the black and white qi in his hand rotated, turning into a whirlpool larger than a planet. This vortex instantly erupted with an incomparably powerful suction, trying to pull back the billion-dollar sword in the void.
However, the speed of the billions of swords was too fast, and coupled with the cultivation of the Sword Emperor himself, even if the black and white vortex erupted with all its might, it still allowed a sword to escape into the desolate world.
"Qing Lingzi, I won't let you succeed. We will definitely meet forever!"
The voice of the Sword Emperor was transmitted from afar, causing Qing Lingzi to frown, and then there was no more sound.
For a supernatural person like them, the desolate world is a forbidden place. Although Qing Lingzi's cultivation is profound, he has no intention of chasing into the desolate world.
"That's it! It's just the law of the sword, if you escape, you will escape, and I won't learn that sword to ten thousand laws!"
Qing Lingzi sighed and completely disappeared in place, not knowing where he went.
After entering the desolate world, the Sword Emperor, who had returned to his human form, flew cautiously.
In order to escape from Qing Lingzi's hands, ninety percent of his primordial gods were permanently left in chaos. The power of the law in his body was also eliminated by Qing Lingzi, and now he is not even as good as a quasi-saint.
"Qing Lingzi, the old devil's mana is getting higher and higher! Now that he has obtained that small world again, it seems that he is really about to preach. ”
The Sword Emperor shook his head and sighed.
Originally, this small world of sword qi was the first to be discovered by him. After getting this small world, he was planning to study the law of the sword to see if he could find an opportunity to preach, and Qing Lingzi, the old devil, came to the door.
Although both of them are great supernatural powers, Qing Lingzi's realm is one level higher than that of the Sword Emperor. This layer determines the victory or defeat of the two of them!
Just when the Sword Emperor was about to enter the thirty-third day, in a palace in the depths of chaos, an old Dao dressed in a yin and yang black and white robe seemed to sense something and slowly opened his eyes.
What a pair of eyes those are!
Cold! Indescribably cold!
There is no emotion, no temperature, no breath, like a pair of black holes that can swallow the heavens.
Immediately, Lao Dao closed his eyes, and all the qi in his body disappeared, as if nothing had happened just now.
At the same time, the Sword Emperor, who had just entered the thirty-third day, was shocked, his face showed a look of horror, and as soon as he pinched his hand, the light on the surface of his body moved, and he was about to turn into a point of light. But it was too late, and a purple lightning bolt had already descended on his head.
Cracking sound!
The Sword Emperor trembled, the divine light in his eyes completely dissipated, and he turned into a sword again. At this time, the divine light turned into a shadow, and the sword turned into a black point of light and disappeared in place.
"Whew, in another month, you will be able to reach the Houtu tribe, right?"
Wang Quan calculated his position, and his face showed excitement. The scene of Xinghai was too monotonous, he had been watching it for four years, and he had long been tired of seeing it.
Suddenly, in his field of vision, a black point of light manifested out of thin air and appeared on the path of the nebula.
"This Immortal Venerable is not mistaken, right? The Nebula Path can also use divine light to transform into shadows?"
Wang Quan rubbed his eyes, his mouth wide open, enough to stuff a chicken leg.
The Nebula Path has been suppressed by the Dao Ancestor's Mixed Yuan Divine Power, and the space is very stable, and in the past four years, he has never seen anyone use this magical power.
In the middle of his thoughts, the black point of light gradually faded, and a pitch-black three-foot sword was exposed to the starlight.