Chapter 43: The Six Realms Shake

This kind of breath, just a trace of it made her heart terrified, as if an invisible long sword hung above her head, the primordial spirit stinged, and even the fire spirit bead in her arms was trembling. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Boom"

She hurriedly mobilized a huge aura to protect her body, steadily blocking the violent magma that was pouring in from all directions.

"Sneer"

Earth Fire has the corrosive power to grab, and every minute and every second, the Fire Ghost King has to consume a large amount of spiritual energy to maintain the shield, and if he accidentally falls into it, even if he is not dead, he will never feel good.

In fact, looking at this side of the world, for tens of millions of years, the weakest is not the human world, the trillion human race, even if it is congenitally weak, but the talent is extremely high, and every generation has extremely strong characters born, guarding one side, even if it is not as strong as the two worlds of gods and demons, but it is by no means weaker than the demon world and the evil spirit world.

It's just that the human race is difficult to unite and always fights infighting, otherwise two hundred years ago, if all the monks in the Immortal Cultivation Realm could be gathered, then the battle could even counterattack the two realms, and Shushan would not have been defeated.

Although the ghost world is mysterious, but the strength is the lowest existence in the six realms, the king of Jizo doesn't care about the world, but only guards the eighteenth layer of hell, and the ten halls of Yama are the cultivation of heavenly immortals, and the strongest is no more than the golden immortal.

The Fire Ghost King has the support of the Demon Respect Building behind him, so he can occupy one side, the people of the underworld are afraid of the Demon Venerable, and they dare not make a move, she is the peak of the Heavenly Immortals, and she can get close to this nameless valley, mostly by the power of the Fire Spirit Bead.

But now, even a stupid person can see that there is a peerless powerhouse hidden in it, even comparable to the existence of the Demon Venerable, and she can only hope that the other party will not make a move on her.

The Fire Ghost King watched from a distance so quietly, his eyes full of shock and fear, and red waves set off in all directions, and violent coercion swept out, filling every inch of space.

The entire ghost world was shaking, the earth and the dusky sky were shaking, and the earth fire erupted, impacting the secluded capital and the underworld.

However, it was only a stick of incense in less time, and there was a shocking change again, and an incomparably dazzling white light rose from the huge valley, piercing the sky, so eye-catching under this dim sky.

The thunder on the heavenly dome died tragically, falling one after another, frantically slashing in the valley, making a crackling sound, deafening.

One shock wave after another spread out, mixed with earth fire, the power was surprisingly large, the shield on the fire ghost king's body was crumbling, and she had to retreat a thousand feet again before she felt slightly better.

However, the next moment, the wind and clouds surged, and the figure in the ball of light suddenly got up, and in an instant, thousands of white rays of light appeared out of thin air, and the huge ball exploded, and the dense energy exploded, tearing the sky, and everywhere it passed, whether it was a high mountain, or the earth, or a huge wave of fire, all were bulldozed, and the heaven and earth were as if they were cut by a giant sword, and they were divided.

"Poof"

She could no longer resist the impact, the shield shattered, the light of the fire spirit bead dimmed, and a wail fell into her hands.

"Retreat"

This is the only thought in the fire ghost king's mind, frantically retreating, until she dodges one terrifying aura after another, she breathes a sigh of relief, at this moment, the forehead of this ghost king is already covered with beads of sweat the size of beans, the fiery red dress is tattered, revealing snow-white skin, and the constantly undulating chest reveals the fluctuations in her heart.

"Strong, too strong, this figure simply makes her unable to resist at all. ”

。。。。

There was a huge flame falling from the sky, and I can't count how many there were, but everywhere I could see, it was full of flames.

That unknown valley had turned into ashes, and endless sword qi was born out of thin air, shuttling through the sea of fire, each sword qi had an incomparable sharp aura, which could easily tear the earth apart and shake the void.

This is definitely the most unforgettable scene that the Fire Demon King has ever seen in his life.

The sky is a sword

The earth is the sword

The cloud is the sword

Mountain, rock, earth, water, fire and water are also swords.

This space seems to have turned into a sword realm, and everything has turned into swords, big and small, long and short, and each sword has a terrifying power without forging.

The wind roared, cutting through deep ravines, as if fierce beasts were roaring, shaking the heart.

The thunder in the sky was even more irritable, and the hundred-ten-zhang thick thunder dragon fell, filling half of the sky.

The purple light was so dazzling, it was Tianwei, the unstoppable Tianwei, countless sword qi were destroyed, but in an instant, there was infinite sword qi generated, and there was no exhaustion.

This kind of heavenly tribulation is by no means something that the ghost world can have, but the punishment of the whole world for the monks, which is the wrath of the heavens, and it is also the wrath of the heavens.

The majestic heavenly power shrouded a radius of thousands of feet, and the thunder curtain of three hundred miles was surging, the lightning was free, and the thunder dragon roared.

Even from a distance, this oppression made the Fire Ghost King collapse to the ground, and the heavenly calamity reached the sun, and she was originally a ghost body, and she was born and restrained from each other, she only wanted to be far away, but her legs trembled, and she couldn't even move half a step.

Being in the center of the thunder has turned into a sea of thunder, the sword qi roars, the thunder is extinguished, and it is endless.

Destruction and creation coexist, life and death coexist, further, it is life, and if you take a step back, you will die without a place to be buried.

The huge ball of light had already exploded, and the figure in it also took out a white robe to cover his body, and a snow-white long sword with a flowing body was suspended on his body, the sword qi breathed, the cold light flowed, and the word Yi Shui was engraved on the sword body.

Among these six realms, there is only one sword, and there is only one person, and it is the white-clothed sword immortal Wei Jing, the strongest man in the human world hidden here.

His eyes were neither sad nor joyful, his black hair danced wildly behind his head, his palm was lightly clenched, and in an instant, the void exploded, and the unparalleled sword qi flowed from his body, the violent qi and blood were rushing, roaring, and a faint red light was emitted on his body, and the blood vessels under the skin could be vaguely seen.

Finally, with the help of the vast life force in the divine fruit and the boundless fire, he successfully polished his body to the realm of Daluo.

At this time, just by relying on the strength of his physical body, he can crisscross nine heavens and ten earths, killing countless strong people, this is a terrifying existence, the physical body is uncast, and he can break ten thousand laws with one force.

"Boom Boom"

An incessant sound came from his body, shaking the heavens and the earth, and the endless thunder reflected each other.

"Sonorous"

In the next second, his hand grasped the long sword in front of him, and his slender five fingers stroked the sword body, and in an instant, the cold light skyrocketed ten million times, and the sword qi penetrated the sky, threatening three thousand miles.

Yi Shui Jian couldn't stop trembling, and the sword spirit in it was jumping, making a high-pitched chirp, which was an indescribable edge.

The sound of the sword spread out, spread throughout the entire dark capital, spread throughout the underworld, spread throughout the entire ghost world, and until the end, the human world, the god world, and the demon world were all echoing with this high-pitched sword sound.

Countless powerhouses were awakened, and the ice blades in their hands were trembling, as if they were afraid of the existence of this something.

The human world

The long swords in the hands of countless swordsmen were shaking, whether it was a flying sword, an iron sword, a spirit sword, or a mortal sword, without exception, all of them were trembling, emitting bursts of chirps.

On the contrary, those who practice the Void and Merge Dao cultivation can feel that there is a sword momentum in the underworld slashing down in the void.

Shushan Sword School, Wuji Pavilion.

Qingwei and the others all looked excited, this sword momentum, they were too familiar.

"Haha, this is Uncle Shi's sword momentum, his old man must have broken through. ”

Canggu laughed heartily.

"My Shushan has become a general trend. ”

At the same time, in the Divine Realm, the Heavenly Emperor who was sitting on the dragon chair had an iron blue face, his eyes wandered, and he didn't know what he was thinking, and after half a sound, he suddenly got up, but sat down again.

Only the general trend has been achieved, it is useless for him to go, if he can break through before it is possible to kill him, and now go, who wins and who loses is not certain.

Demon Realm, Chonglou played with the arm blade in his hand, his eyes were full of fighting intent, he was never afraid of the strong, nor did he disdain to strangle the strong, on the contrary, he longed for more strong people to sharpen himself, it seems that it has not drunk the blood of the strong for a long time.

Chonglou said silently in his heart, and in the next second, he turned into a pitch-black streamer and flew out of the demon world.

The entire Six Realms were shocked by the momentum of Wei Jing's breakthrough, and this must have been another Great Luo powerhouse.

In the ghost world, under the catastrophe, Wei Jing stood proudly, and the blade of the Yishui sword in his hand turned, which was a sword cut out, opening the world.