Gu Chuanxia's whole body was unmoved, and the whole person was as calm as an old monk, but his hair was flying in the sky with a kind of flamboyance and domineering, and his eyes shone as if he was going to split out lightning bolts in the dark night, completely tearing apart this dim sky, even the Northern Shengong did not have the ability to wantonly plunder the essence of the universe of heaven and earth. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, the ancient legend of the man's dantian has its own world, but it is sympathetic to heaven and earth outside, and the two become one. No matter how huge and terrifying Zhu Wanfo's spirit and attack power became in the process of constantly absorbing the universe of heaven and earth, his momentum always followed, and Zhu Wanfo's momentum couldn't help but grow.

Just like a light boat, no matter how rough the waves are, you can always swim on the waves at will, safe and sound.

The thunderbolt is even more powerful, this is the ancient legend of the hero using the immortal Changchun Gong to sense the heaven and earth, and close the door to the ghost world with the extreme strength of thunder.

In the midst of the loud rumbling sound, layers of dark clouds were split.

The yin and yang energy between heaven and earth converge in the sky, and then crumple each other, merge together, and turn into raindrops to fall.

Bang Zheng!

It has long been accompanied by the rise of the ancient legend, and the Rainbow Sword, which has become famous all over the world, is unsheathed again.

On the many mountains, there are countless martial arts heroes, and few people can see clearly when and how the slender fingers of the ancient legend hold the Rainbow Sword.

I only know that from the moment Gu Chuanxia held it, they were a whole, extremely harmonious, as if the rainbow sword should have grown on his body, like his hands, like his feet, like his eyes, nose, mouth, and ears. A person cannot be called a complete person without any of these things.

Similarly, before holding the Rainbow Sword, the feeling of Gu Chuanxia was incomplete. And now he's complete.

A complete ancient legend naturally becomes even more terrifying, like a giant peak that cannot be seen at the top, suddenly protruding from the sea. The visual and spiritual impact is unparalleled.

High in the sky, the rolling wind and clouds stood still, as if they had suddenly frozen.

Zhu Wanfo seemed to come up from the ground, appeared more than ten zhang in front of the ancient legend, and grabbed out of nowhere a black knife that was as black as ink and absorbed all the light.

In the face of the ancient legend, Zhu Wanfo is a knife.

Before this knife was swung out, countless people's minds began to fantasize about its splendor, horror and power. But when you really look at it, you will find that any fantasy you have is simple, ignorant, stupid and ignorant. It's like how a fish fantasizes about the freedom of a bird in the air, just like a bird fantasizes about a beast running freely on the earth.

Beyond the limits of their instincts, they could not have imagined.

The full moon in the sky was high above the peak, and the deep blue with a melancholy and sad color shrouded in the rapidly turning black mist, turning it into a dancing mass full of dreams, like the most magnificent dream-like mystery, as if it were the most ancient and majestic miracle.

Only the ancient heroes know that such a knife blooms more than just beauty.

We have seen countless landscapes in our lives, the most beautiful is the blooming heart flower, and the most intoxicated is those once unforgettable love. And beware of the heart flowers withering into pieces, when love turns into clouds and smoke, tears open the wound, and then the heart aches. The pain that penetrates deep into the bone marrow and soul erupts from the deepest places.

This knife killed all the people, and it cannot be investigated.

"The name of this knife is 'The Walking Dead', and the ancient brother tastes it. ”

Faced with such a knife, Gu Chuanxia's heart sank to the bottom of the heart lake.

Loneliness is pregnant with an invincible artistic conception, as if awake and drunk eyes suddenly opened, bursting out of the indescribable essence, the rainbow sword turned into a long rainbow, first soared into the sky, and then flew up to the clouds, in the vast night, between the bright moon, turned into thousands of beams of light, wantonly sprinkled to the world, everywhere.

"The sword is out of me! The world is mine! Brother Wan can be careful. ”

The swords collided without warning, but not the slightest sound was heard.

In fact, there are sounds, but the frequency of vibrations has long exceeded the limit of what the human ear can hear and bear, and they penetrate the space and enter another level.

The black clouds and thunder and lightning at the top of the Emerald Cloud Peak suddenly converged on the point where the swords were handed over, and then the glow of the sky disappeared without a trace at the astonishing speed of lightning and stone fire!

It was as if all the previous sights were nothing more than a grand dream that deceived everyone's eyes.

But no one thought it was fake, because their backs were already soaked with cold sweat, and their every thought was about what to do when they faced that sword or that one. Every cell of them was trembling, telling of fear, not to mention that in the face of such a sword, even thinking about it felt like a fatal thing.

There are only a handful of people, and they are different. They felt excited, they saw the goal of the future, the back of the chase, and the people who they vowed to defeat for the rest of their lives.

Some people are not afraid of death, but they are afraid that there is no way forward, and they can only rest on their laurels.

Heaven and earth seemed to be a beat slower in the duel between Gu Chuanxia and Zhu Wanfo.

When the swords had already shaken each other apart, and both of them had retreated more than ten zhang away, the heavens and the earth were completely stormed. A purple spear of electric light pierced through the clouds and slapped fiercely on the ghost gate, the ghost gate continued to blur for a few points, and the electric light split into countless root-like flashes on the heads of the two people, which still existed for a long time.

The bright moon is eclipsed, and the dark clouds cover the top.

The torrential rain fell all over the sky, and the rivers and mountains were submerged in this shaky wind and rain, and the rain mixed with the yin qi overflowing from the ghost gate was not so easy to bear, but no one thought about hiding from the rain, and people didn't even have the kung fu to open their umbrellas or put on their robes. Everyone tried their best to open their eyes wide, and they couldn't take their eyes off this great battle that had just begun.

The heavy rain automatically spared the side of Gu Chuanxia and Zhu Wanfo.

The sword intent and sword intent overflowing from their bodies had already made this emotionless heavy rain feel fearful, and Zhu Wanfo's eyes were like lightning, and he was fighting for tat with the fierce gaze of the ancient legend.

In the sky, the qi of the supreme yang and the qi of yin and evil are at war, and the vitality and death qi on the earth are constantly entangled, biting each other's tails. And man is between heaven and earth, dominating and running all this.

Whoever made the slightest mistake would be blown to pieces by the majestic, vast, and endless power they had mobilized.

Zhu Wanfo's face suddenly showed an extremely sweet smile.

The smile seemed to be able to seal everything in the world in a jar as sweet as honey, and his eyes were a little trance-like, as if he had seen some beautiful scene.

However, this smile is only for a moment, far more short than the moment when the epiphany blooms.

After the sweetness of the moment, it was even more painful.

"I would like to be incarnated as a stone bridge, and be blown by the wind for five hundred years, sunburned for five hundred years, and rained for five hundred years, just begging her to pass over the bridge. ”

One knife out!

Heaven and earth are shocked!

All things grieve together!

The love is deep and hard to heal, and it will never fall into the nose!

(To be continued.) )