"The only means!"

The sleeves with complex patterns of gold wire, if the dragon is making waves, roll out layers of ripples, and sweep the edge of the sword qi.

How can a flesh and blood body block a shocking blow? This blow, let alone Zhang Fan, is like Changfeng Zhenjun, who has been amazed for tens of thousands of years, and several top powerhouses who have lived the same life as heaven and earth, and they will never dare to take it with their bodies!

However, someone can!

Suddenly, as if he was in the gap of time, Zhang Fan's palm changed in an instant, changed to vertical, and then pushed.

"Boom~"

The wave of qi exploded between Zhang Fan's palm and the sword qi, and a shadow was blurry and hazy, blocking between the two.

There is no room for hair, the sword qi is coming, and the gathering of the lifelong cultivation of the peak powerhouse of the gods - outbreak!

"Bang!"

It is like a gold and iron exchange, and it is like chopping bluestone, and finally it turns into the sound of defeat and revolution, and the sound is dull.

The earth-shattering roar turned into a dull sound, and all kinds of changes in it were just an instant.

Extreme movement has a sense of extreme stillness, and the extremely loud sound gives people a sense of tranquility in a solitary quiet room, as if the whole world is also silent.

For a long time, Zhang Fan tried his best to open his eyes and look at it with all his might.

In front of him, the terrifying sword aura was like a wave on the sea, blocked by a reef, and like a torrent of destruction that deterred itself in front of a.

Neither can go forward, but turn into a monstrous wave.

The waves hundreds of feet high in the sea, the majesty of submerging the mountains in the flood, suddenly erupted in front of Zhang Fan.

But I saw that his position was directly in front of him, directly above, and the sword qi could not rise to the sky, like a long knife, vowing to break the sky.

Countless rippling ripples, pitch-black gaps, looming around the sky-piercing sword qi, and even more sound as if piercing the ball-like piercing sound, resounding between heaven and earth.

Up to nine heavens, and to infinity.

The sky is high, I don't know how far it is, whether this sky-rushing sword qi has broken through everything and really pierced a hole in the sky, Zhang Fan doesn't know. He only knew that at this moment, he was also shocked by this magnificent scene.

Just can't last long, strong is humiliating!

The sky-high sword qi gradually gathered from the sky and scattered between heaven and earth.

Suddenly, when the loud noise that made the world quiet faded, "crackling~" If the rain hits the plantains, the sound of beads falling on jade plates continues to sound.

At that time, the entire heaven and earth were shrouded in mist, and the endless sword qi and edge were extracted by the final blow of the Heavenly Sword Venerable, and they bombarded in front of Zhang Fan like a dying struggle.

There, a shadow gradually became clear, like a mountain barrier, blocking everything!

In an instant, the place in front of Zhang Fan was an arm's length away, half of it was the raging tide of sword qi, and half of it was a calm silence that even the breeze was silent.

"Whew~"

It was only at this time that Zhang Fanfang breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on his face.

In a moment, it was the last moment that he encountered after reaching the late stage of the Yuan Infant, almost invincible in the human world, that might threaten his life.

The road to cultivating immortals was rugged, and when he was about to become a god, he was given a blow to the head.

This is almost like the will of heaven, a test of the way of heaven for the detached, or rather an obstacle.

This blow, even if it was not sent by the Celestial Sword Venerable, was given by others at the same time.

When it is most unlikely to happen, when it is most complacent, when it is most lax and unguarded, the test between life and death comes so suddenly.

The ruggedness of the immortal road is reflected in such a place, the last moment it is still on the nine clouds, and the next moment it may be knocked down to the mortal dust, and it can not be turned over.

I don't know how many strong people stopped here, Zhang Fan was able to survive safely, and there was no fluke.

Yes, at this point, he completely relieved his heart, and the threshold of the Heavenly Sword Venerable had been completely crossed by him.

The so-called threshold, when you cross it, that is, the threshold, if you can't cross it, it becomes a door!

The last blow of the Heavenly Sword Venerable was enough to kill ninety percent of the Avatar Dao Monarchs, but he still had no choice but to get Zhang Fan, and only that, he had the qualifications of the Yuan Shen Dacheng, and heaven and earth could not stop it.

This is the qi, it is the luck, it is the potential, after this scene, Zhang Fan's "potential" is completely erected, that is, heaven and earth are the enemy, and it is irreversible.

"Whew~"

It is not human or beast, it is extremely weird, but there is an indescribable unwilling roar, which resounded directly in the soul and echoed between heaven and earth.

In a trance, there seemed to be a phantom figure that was a few feet high, unwillingly and helplessly waving his fist in the void, gradually fading and hazy, until it became invisible.

At the last moment of his disappearance, Zhang Fan seemed to be able to see a little nostalgia and reluctance on his face, and in addition to this, there was still a very deep hidden, but extremely intense pain.

For the pain that he can't protect the rise and fall of this celestial race!

"Is this the intent of the sword, or the idea of the sword honor?"

Zhang Fan didn't know, as soon as he muttered to himself, the last will had already dissipated with the wind, and he was no longer recognizable.

At the same time, a strange voice sounded.

"Bang Dang~"

The long knife, which had been stuck in the ground and stood tall, suddenly tilted, fell backwards, and smashed to the ground.

After the crisp sound, half cracked, half differentiated, Zhang Fan didn't even have a chance to stop it, and the whole long knife, which seemed to be the most perfect interpretation of the word "knife", completely disappeared between heaven and earth.

The Heavenly Sword Venerable, whether it is the body or the sword intent, and even the last sustenance, are all gone!

At this time, the surging sword qi that isolated the world and obscured the sight gradually dissipated, and the sound of the rain hitting the banana-like tree at the end of the tree dissipated at some point.

Between heaven and earth, return to Qingming.

Having lost all obstacles, the place that was only an arm's length away from Zhang Fan suddenly became clear.

There, a figure stands proudly, and the back alone gives people a sense of being outstanding and transcendent from heaven and earth.

It was this figure, whose flesh and blood body took the final blow of the Heavenly Sword Venerable, blocking all the attacks, like a spring breeze, sheltering Zhang Fan through the sudden threshold.

- Land True Immortal!

In addition to the land true immortal body, who else in heaven and earth can use the body to meet that terrifying attack.

The top powerhouses in heaven and earth, such as Changfeng Zhenjun and Zhiwolf King, did not dare, nor did they dare to abandon the peak of foreign objects such as the eighteen golden corpses of the corpses, and even Zhang Fan's earth Qiankun sleeves were fragile at this time...... Only the Land True Immortal, the former first person in the universe, even though he had been in the body for countless years, with only the existence of his physical body, he still successfully completed a move against the sky.

Refining treasures with the body, treasures are also bodies, and the body is also treasures, coupled with the terrifying power contained in its body, its defense power is terrifying to the extreme, and even the earth Qiankun sleeves cannot be compared.

In that moment of life and death, Zhang Fan almost didn't have a trace of distractions, and almost instinctively released the land true immortal body in Zifu Prefecture.

Without the immortal qi in his hand, he couldn't drive the land true immortal body to gallop vertically and horizontally, but placing it in front of him was just a superfluous action, just a thought.

It is this thought that has become the end of life and death.

Feeling in his heart, Zhang Fan ignored the unwilling roar that echoed between heaven and earth, strolled out, and turned to the front of the land true immortal.

At first glance, he was also shocked in his heart.

The front of the body of the land true immortal was covered with countless dense traces, as if at that moment, it had withstood the slashing of hundreds of millions of long knives, and no one was spared.

Most of these marks appeared on the skin as a white mark, and it is conceivable that the vast majority of attacks did not even leave such a mark.

A few traces were deeper, turning into a faint color of gold and red, as if the force penetrated the skin, and blood marks were faintly visible.

Nine percent of these traces were faded and disappeared in the process of Zhang Fan's vision, but there was only one, and there was no change at all.

It was this scar that made him understand what he was facing before.

On the body of the Land True Immortal, a golden blood mark spread from the hairline and forehead all the way down, as if a field had split the face into two halves.

Moving his gaze downward, he could see that this slender line of blood was on the neck and body, constantly extending downward...... This blow was as if it was going to split the land true immortal in half.

"Infinite Horror~"

The look of horror in Zhang Fan's eyes gradually turned to rejoicing, and at this point, he really understood how correct his almost instinctive reaction was.

At the feet of the land true immortal, a hole the size of a sea bowl appeared on the ground of clouds, allowing the clouds to surge on all sides, and it could never be closed.

This hole is boundless and deep, and Zhang Fan has exhausted his eyesight, so he can't see the slightest bottom.

"Could it be...... It directly pierced through the Heavenly Realm and descended to the Cloud Realm.

What Zhang Fan didn't know was that at this time, the powerhouses of the entire Cloud Realm were shocked that the Cloud Realm seemed to be boiling............ "He did it?"

Yun Haiyao, the lord of Zhongzhou Yunyuan, stood under the Zhongzhou Divine Tree, looking at the heavenly realm, with an indescribable complex color in his beautiful eyes.

There are surprises, impulses, hesitations, fears, longings, and cowardice...... And so on.

Just below the middle of the Heaven Realm, a sword qi tens of thousands of zhang long broke out, and the earth-shattering sword roar even covered the exclamations of the monks and mortals in the clouds who saw this scene.

At the same time, in the four major Yunzhou such as Dongyun Prefecture, in the border wasteland, the rest of the four major abyss masters, the well-known or incognito powerhouses, raised their heads one by one and looked up at this scene.

Their identities are different, their cultivation is different, and the only thing they have in common is the complex color in their eyes.

Those who are willing to be slaves and are willing to hold life and death in the hands of others will always be only a minority among the truly strong, and I don't know how many people are looking forward to this day and are also afraid of this day.

"If you don't succeed, you will become a benevolent!"

Just when that terrifying sword qi gradually faded away, and the broken sword qi shattered hundreds of millions of miles of cloud qi, I don't know how many streamers converged in the direction of Zhongzhou......

(To be continued)