Heartbeat!

The Qingyi Sword King condensed, although he had been in the True King Realm for many years, he would not underestimate any strong person above the Holy Realm.

Knock!

In a moment, the heartbeat-like roar became more and more intense, and I didn't know the beginning, I didn't know the direction.

This was a bit beyond the imagination of the Supreme Sword King, and even he couldn't tell the source of this heartbeat, but it was certain that this anomaly came from the young Locking Heaven Descendant.

The old man of the corpse clan suddenly noticed that the knife in the young man's hand was hanging down, and an indescribable aura spread from his body.

The three-foot-eight-inch supreme sword was close at hand, the sound of the sword groaning was like the heavens and the sea bursting the embankment, the supreme sword momentum was everywhere, and under the colorful sword light, it was a delicate and calm young face.

It's just that compared to before, his black hair is mixed with a few wisps of white frost, revealing a bit of coldness in calmness, and two points of vicissitudes.

It was a palm, like a heavenly knife cutting horizontally, cutting off the way ahead.

Rumble!

The supreme edge exploded, like a starry sky collapsing, and the blazing sword light shattered the surrounding gray mist into nothingness, but it couldn't make the figure take half a step back.

Is that......

In the depths of the gray mist, the old man of the corpse clan showed a shock for the first time, he stared at the figure that suddenly appeared, the ancient corpse qi is a realm of its own, if it is an outsider, even if it is an emperor, it is impossible not to have the slightest sense, where does this person come from.

"Is it an out-of-body incarnation? No, an incarnation is stronger than a real body, that's unusual. ”

"It's not the previous Dharma Body, and it doesn't have the breath of the Time Dharma. ”

......

With the life experience of the old man of the corpse clan, he is also a little confused, which does not conform to his various cognitions in the past, and in terms of erudition, looking at the heavens, I am afraid that there are few clans that can compare with his corpse clan, he can't see the clues, looking at the heavens, I am afraid it is difficult for a few people to distinguish.

The blue-shirted sword king rarely showed a solemn look.

"What's wrong?" the old man of the corpse clan was puzzled.

"A would-be king. "The green shirt sword king said.

So what?

The old man of the corpse clan didn't understand, even if it was a quasi-king, in front of a supreme sword king, even if it was a quasi-king, it was far from enough.

Wait, quasi-king!

The corpse clan's old man's miserable white pupils seemed to have turned into two white holes, and all his previous speculations seemed to have lost their meaning, this generation of Heavenly Lockers was really amazing and tricky, and even the two supreme beings of them could not be controlled in the first place.

Su Qinian looked at the familiar and unfamiliar back in front of him.

For many years, he has never summoned the future body, firstly, he is unwilling to use external forces, and secondly, the origin of the Heart of Time is too mysterious, he does not know if there is any hidden danger, and it is still hidden in his body, which can only be perceived, but cannot be driven away.

After many years, the future body that appeared again has changed a lot from before, and the vicissitudes of life, I am afraid that it is not just himself after a year or two, he saw a few wisps of frost, in terms of his life level, it should not be such a situation in thousands of years.

Is this really your future self?

Su Qinian was silent, from beginning to end, the future body always had his back to him, and this time was no exception, many years later, the future body seemed to have greatly improved in combat power, and he was able to catch the supreme sword, he felt a mellow qi, and it was obvious that the future body had reached the quasi-king realm.

The radius is hundred, and the gray fog is forbidden.

Soon, Su Qinian heard the sound of the sword again, and the gray mist in front of him cracked two openings, which were two colorful long swords, and the supreme sword momentum was several times thicker, and all the daos were wailing, as if they couldn't bear this supreme edge.

Ding, ding, dang!

There was a series of sparks bursting out, and the future body intercepted everything, he stood in front of Su Qiannian, cutting off all the edges, a white robe sonorous, it seemed that there were hundreds of millions of divine swords constantly assassinating on his body, but he couldn't even cut half a point of the robe, he was like an eternal god statue, no matter how much time washed away, it was immortal and indestructible.

The next moment, the future moved.

He didn't stand in place and passively catch the sword, but stepped forward, not dodging or dodging, still slashing down with a palm of the knife.

Different from the knife just now, this knife fell, and the eight directions of the world instantly dimmed, and then a ray of light was born, and in the haze, Su Qinian seemed to see trillions of human races roaring, and let out a heaven-shaking battle sound.

So, that ray of light was blazing and radiant.

Bang!

The two colorful long swords were knocked away by the palm knife, emitting a metallic trilling sound like a substance, and two white sword marks appeared on the edge of the palm of the future body, and a clear light spread out from under his feet, converging into a path of light that extended into the depths of the gray mist.

"Here he comes. The old man of the corpse clan said in a condensed voice.

The Tsing Yi Sword King was silent, but a pair of cold eyes gradually shimmered.

For many years, apart from that person, there was no weapon of an alien who could make him feel like this.

He figured out the sword.

That's right, just two sharp qi just now, and he hasn't used his sword yet.

At this time, a clear path of light broke through the layers of gray fog and arrived here, a figure in a white robe stepped on the path of light, a few wisps of white frost danced lightly in a black hair, he looked at the sword king in green shirts, his peaceful eyes could not see any emotional changes, and then the knife came out.

Without waiting for the Qingyi Sword King to draw out his sword, the future sword was raised and slashed in the air.

What a guts!

The corpse clan's old man's heart jumped, and then his miserable white eyes widened.

With that slash, he seemed to see a great river, and on that great river, countless silk threads were intertwined, of different thicknesses, extending into the unknown nothingness.

And among the countless silk threads, there are tens of thousands of ways that lead to this realm, and several of them are extremely thick, the old man of the corpse clan feels that he is about to be resurrected, how could he see such a sword technique here.

The Qingyi Sword King couldn't help but be moved, this sword made his sword blood turn from extremely quiet to boiling, and he pointed at the sword, solemnly, and stabbed forward.

It looks like a plain sword finger, but it seems to carry the weight of the ancient sacred mountain, inch by inch forward, and then above the sword finger, a faint void flame actually rose, the void flame reflects a cold sword pool, under the long night of eternity, the edge of the sword pool, a broken sword ringing, eternity.

Airplanes!

The next moment, the palm knife and the sword finger collided, there was no imaginary blazing light and grand impact sound, nor was there the supreme edge and bone blood scattered and shattered, the palm knife and the sword finger seemed to fall into a stalemate, a little light between the two was jumping, bright and uncertain, I couldn't tell what color it was, but it seemed to be more powerful than all the light in this world. (Ask for subscriptions, ask for tickets, there is another chapter next, the next plot, it should be a more important paragraph, ten steps to write well, I hope to have a happy ending.) ）