It was only an extremely short moment, and the huge palm prints intertwined with the rules completely covered Wei Jing's figure. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It seems that the palm of the hand is poured with gold, and it is difficult to give birth to the slightest sense of resistance.

The golden light flickered, the divine power surged, and the surging energy even shook the void within a radius of thousands of feet into dense pitch-black cracks.

The Divine Realm is not as strong as the Human Realm, among the Six Realms, the spatial strength of the Divine Realm is the largest, and ordinary Golden Immortal cultivators cannot break the void at all, and only a strong person like the Emperor of Heaven can tear apart the space in a casual manner.

Every inch falls, the momentum is in full bloom, and the boundless power of heaven and earth blesses it, like a net of heaven and earth, blocking all angles to death.

There is nowhere to run.

The brilliant rainbow permeated every corner, exuding a sacred and deadly aura, and there was no doubt that every ray of light in it could easily kill the immortals.

At this moment, all the people of the God Realm were shouting loudly, and one after another figures flew into the sky, looking at this place from afar.

The earth of the Divine Realm kept shaking, and the huge ravines centered on Weijing spread out in all directions, and every crack was bottomless, like a dark abyss.

Countless huge stones cracked from his feet, and then they were extinguished by the divine light, and in an instant, the land was completely destroyed, and there was not a single trace left.

His feet trampled in the void, his white robe whirring, and his body was still upright, without the slightest bend.

The same domineering sword momentum was entrenched three feet above the head, although it was reduced from the size of a hundred zhang to the size of ten zhang, but the edge contained in it was not reduced in the slightest, but it was better than before.

This heaven and earth are like an oven, and this palm print is like a giant hammer, constantly tempering his sword strength.

Above his body, the blood-red light skyrocketed, and even his robe turned blood-colored, and powerful qi and blood flowed in the veins, bringing terrifying energy.

Every drop of blood, every wisp of mana, was emitting a treasure light, and among the three hundred and sixty-five points above and below Zhou's body, endless Xuanbing sword qi poured out of it and gathered behind him.

A bright torrent of sword qi wrapped around his body, and thousands of brilliant sword lights shuttled through it.

His physical cultivation, even in the Six Realms, is definitely the most powerful existence, perhaps his cultivation is far worse than the Heavenly Emperor, but in terms of physical strength alone, only the strength of the Respect is far greater than that of the Heavenly Emperor.

The flesh and blood on his body have undergone countless tempering, fusing and refining the flesh and blood of the Heavenly Demon Emperor and countless masters in the Demon Realm, and at this moment he finally revealed that hideous momentum.

The ferocious and tyrannical murderous aura and murderous aura rushed out of his body, turning into a raging black flame, burning everything, and the monstrous power of qi and blood exploded, transforming countless huge fierce beasts around his body, each of which existed only in ancient times, and is now long extinct.

"Roar Roar"

A terrifying sound wave swept out, and I don't know how many heavenly soldiers and heavenly soldiers would be shocked to death, absorbing the roar, and the sword qi roared.

Wei Jing's momentum came to the highest point, and it shook the boundless power around him.

His sword eyes were extremely bright, and the blade of his right hand pointed straight at the sky.

The five fingers of his free left hand flipped and formed an inexplicable Dao mark on his chest.

In an instant, the infinite torrent of qi and blood and sword qi entrenched behind him seemed to be pulled and gathered behind him, forming a majestic body three zhang high, and his face was the same as his.

As soon as the figure was formed, it devoured the aura of heaven and earth in all directions, and Wei Jing's body suddenly disappeared in place.

In the next second, the three-zhang tall white-robed phantom opened his eyes, and two bleak cold rays pierced the sky, staring straight at the Heavenly Emperor's gaze.

This is the divine sword dharma body that he has comprehended, created by relying on the Heavenly Demon Immortal Body and the Heavenly Sword Duel.

"The Sword Comes"

Wei Jing's voice suddenly sounded, and a thick killing intent erupted, sweeping in all directions, and the dense sword rules transformed around the law body, and the sharp aura was permeated.

As he spoke, all the sword rules finally converged in the palm of the phantom, turning into a snow-white giant sword, which was the same as Yi Shui, and the cold air was surging.

This change was only completed in an instant, and at this moment, the huge golden palm print was less than ten zhang away, and the surging energy roared.

The white-robed Dharma body lifted the long sword upside down, and the blade of the sword pointed directly at it, and the two gods, one white and one gold, collided together.

In an instant, the violent shock wave spread out in all directions, the sky was dark, the sun and the moon were lightless, half of the divine realm turned into a forbidden land, the terrifying sword qi and the divine light collided with each other, and the god general who couldn't dodge didn't even have time to scream, and died tragically on the spot.

In the void, the golden palm print slowly fell, crushing the sword light, and a vigorous bombardment on the Dharma Body, stretching endlessly, Wei Jing's figure kept falling.

A bleak cold light suddenly rose, and the swords transformed by countless kendo rules slashed out, tearing apart the gods and shattering countless rules.

In the Dharma Body, Wei Jing's face turned pale, there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, and with every bombardment, his internal organs were beating.

After all, he still underestimated the power of this palm, and even his Sword God Law Body showed a hint of collapse.

It is not easy to fight against the power of the divine realm with its own strength.

"Poof"

After another collision, the sword of the sword rules in his palm was directly shattered, turning into a little starlight flying by, and the huge palm print fell, scattering the Dharma body, his body was stained with blood, falling from the sky, and the white Dao robe was dyed red.

"Poof"

Another mouthful of blood spurted out, his body stopped in the void, the uncast divine power raged in his flesh and blood, and at the same time, the backlash of the collapse of the Dharma Body also made him miserable, even if he breathed, he could feel his internal organs shaking again, the qi and blood around his body flowed backwards, and the meridians were broken.

"Ahem"

He stood proudly in the void with the Yishui sword, letting the blood drip from the corner of his mouth, and his sword eyes were full of crazy looks.

On the top of his head, the golden palm print fell again, but it could be vaguely seen that in the middle of the palm print, there was a huge crack one day, which was split by him with the sword of rules.

Above the nine-fold clouds, the Emperor of Heaven stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes slightly closed, as if he didn't care, he was confident, this palm, the strong man from Shushan in the human world below couldn't stop it.

Among the six realms, only the Demon Respect Building could attract his attention, and the others were just ant-like characters.

Countless heavenly soldiers and generals roared, holding up their soldiers, Your Majesty, still invincible as always.

"Your Majesty is mighty"

"Your Majesty is mighty. ”

These voices reached Wei Jing's ears, and the corners of his eyes swept over, revealing a sneer of disdain, and the Yishui Sword Blade in his hand lifted it again.

"Ahem,"

"Do you still have to protect a bunch of trash?"

He said lightly, not taking the injury into his eyes at all.

"Haha, today I want to let all beings in the Six Realms know that God, that's it. ”

"A sword to punish the gods. ”

The sword momentum that had been silent reappeared, and the sword intent that cut through the sky and the earth crossed the void.

The retreating edge reunited beside him, and the cold edge of the Yishui Sword skyrocketed.

There is not the slightest rule of kendo, this is a sword from his heart, from the persistence of his heart, to transform the sword, this sword, is himself.

All the sword momentum and sword intent are integrated with him, and there is no difference, the person is the sword, and the sword is the person.

In the end, his whole person turned into a faint streamer, there was no surging mana, no surging sword qi, only a faint edge, cutting through the sky and flying towards the golden palm print.

But to everyone's surprise, it was this negligible edge that completely destroyed all the divine light and slashed into the palm print.

"Click"

A crisp sound sounded in everyone's ears, as if a rag had been torn apart, and then the golden palm print split in two from the middle, the dense rules were slashed, the divine light fell, and the divine power was broken.

A huge golden ocean tore a huge crack from it, and wherever the streamer passed, the void was broken, and the violent spatial turbulence shot out.

"Boom"

With an earth-shattering explosion, all the aura was detonated, and finally the streamer dissipated, and Wei Jing's figure Edgeworth was barely able to support it in the furious energy.

There was no mana in his body, and he didn't even have the strength to draw his sword, and a yellow rune paper appeared in his hand, on which countless mystical sermons were inscribed.