Nine layers and nine, heaven and heaven, so vast that it is boundless, so far away that the old and dead do not interact with each other, but even if this heaven is so vast, there is a place that is known to all the heavens and heavens. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Break the world!

Thousands of years ago, the end of the broken world was originally just a vast and boundless plain, with no mountains or even hills, but it was broken by the sword of the Heavenly Emperor and the sky, and the sword aura was in the sky, like breaking the sky.

It is even rumored that the Heavenly Emperor's sword directly tore through the barrier between the heavenly heavens and the mortal world, allowing the heavenly people to directly enter the mortal world.

It's just that whether the barrier between heaven and man has been broken or not, of course, not many people know, what the world knows, is that there may be the understanding of the Emperor of Heaven within the end of the world, but just such a thing has attracted countless monks to seem to enter this broken world.

After all, the remnants of a generation of Heavenly Emperors, even if there is only a little bit of it, are still the existence that will benefit a monk for life.

It's just that tonight, the protagonists of the entire Broken World are not destined to be those monks who came here at the risk of death, nor are they the fierce beasts who have lived in the Broken World for countless years and are already familiar with the grass and trees at the end of the world.

The protagonist of tonight is the middle of the world, where the legend of the Emperor of Heaven broke through, the monk of the dozen immortal wind bones, and one ...... A man in white with a sword.

"Beidi, the poison of reincarnation, it is said that the middle one will die, even if you are the Northern Emperor...... I can't escape fate!"

In the middle of the end of the world, there were more than a dozen monks, surrounding the man in white, looking vigilant, and the man was holding a long sword, and he didn't make much movement at all, just looked at his surroundings indifferently, especially the old woman who spoke.

At this moment, the end of the world, the darkness is thick, the roar of the storm is like the roar of a fierce beast, the lightning and thunder are like the wrath of the thunder god, and it seems to run through eternity, making the long river of history tremble and surrender.

In the sky, from time to time, one or two dark cracks appeared, as if they wanted to devour all the big mouths and devour the countless creatures that had broken the world.

In fact, such a pitch-black crack is far more dangerous than it seems, because such a crack is the root of countless monks who want to come here to find the relics of the Heavenly Emperor, and then break through their own bones into dry bones.

The "Spatial Rift" is an existence that ordinary monks can't touch at all.

The firmament and earth shattered by the Heavenly Emperor's sword caused the incomparably solid space of the Outer Heaven to shatter, and the remaining sword qi was still able to tear the space again after being consumed by time for thousands of years, and it could easily tear any immortal apart.

But when such a huge spatial crack suddenly appeared in the center of the end of the world, the old woman who had just appeared with a sneer just waved her sleeves, and the huge spatial crack disappeared directly into nothingness.

"Reincarnation, I've always wanted to understand something, but I didn't expect to be directly branded one day!"

He didn't care about the old woman's movements of waving her sleeves, and she didn't even glance at the annihilated spatial crack, and the man holding a long sword with a silver glow on the body of the sword let out a long sigh, like the sadness that came from an eternity ago.

"Reincarnation, reincarnation, what is reincarnation?"

On the man's face, there was no sadness or joy, no annoyance or anger, some were just indifferent, and a pair of cloudy eyes were full of confusion when looking at everything in the world.

"Boom!"

The muffled thunder roared, rolled in, and finally exploded, echoing throughout the world, making countless creatures tremble and crawl to the ground.

But such a roar did not seem to affect the man standing with the sword at all, nor did it affect the dozen or so monks who surrounded the man.

Cultivators cultivating immortals are already going against the sky, they don't know how many times they have seen this rumbling thunder, and they don't know how many times they have experienced it, so how can they be afraid?

"What's the matter, our Lord Beidi has returned to this broken world that broke through the Heavenly Emperor, is it touching the scene or having an epiphany again, and wants to break through the realm of the Heavenly Emperor?"

Seeing that the man in white didn't have much movement at all, and even went to comprehend reincarnation at this moment, the old woman who instantly thought of something, suddenly flashed a trace of ruthlessness in her eyes.

There was a sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth, "Northern Emperor, haven't you noticed that your sword is broken?"

At the same time as the old woman spoke, a wave of fluctuations spread out directly, and the direction of the ripples was naturally the man in white.

His brows furrowed slightly, and the man in white, who was directly interrupted from his thoughts, suddenly turned his head, looked directly at the old woman, and the long sword in his hand let out a long groan.

And it was precisely at the moment of hearing that sword roar that the more than a dozen monks who surrounded the man in white, especially the old woman who was looked directly at by the man in white, instantly tensed up all over their bodies.

A purple gold gourd that had been held tightly in the old woman's hand trembled violently the moment the sword chant appeared, and the purple qi suddenly seemed to struggle out.

"Bang!"

With the sound of the sword, a crescent-shaped long blade suddenly appeared, without the slightest pause, and went straight to the old woman, and the purple gold gourd in the old woman's hand was also at the moment when the silver-white long blade appeared, and finally let the purple qi that was so rich that it was substantial struggle out, and went straight to the long blade.

"Zilazila!"

The rich purple qi and the silver-white long blade quietly collided, and a sound like a burning flame spread in an instant, but it was only a moment, and the purple qi was directly cut in half.

"Click!"

Just a photo, time is just a breath, just now it was still spraying purple gas, and the purple gold gourd with a fluttering appearance directly emitted a crisp sound, and its body turned into two halves.

If it weren't for the old woman's quick eyes and quick hands, she took back a purple child-like soul, and I can't say that this nine-day-long "sky-swallowing gourd" would really have completely turned into a scoop for scooping water.

"Good, good, good Beidi!"

Turned out a jade box, put the purple little man in, and then flicked his sleeves and put the two scoops back, and the wrinkles on his face were engraved with an old woman who didn't know how deep he laughed, "A generation of Sword Emperors is worthy of his name, but how long can you survive?"

As if he was really responding to the words of the old woman, the man in white, who was still indifferent just now, suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood and splashed it on the ground, smashing the land that had been grinding the sword qi that had been left here for countless years into a huge pit of hundreds of meters.

The poison of reincarnation, the most poisonous in the world, is known as the slaughter of the Emperor of Heaven, he ...... And how can it really be unharmed?

"What are you waiting for, hurry up and kill him, are you still waiting for him to kill me, and then kill the sect we are waiting for?"

"That's right, I wait for the clouds and clouds behind me to be outside the sky, and we must not let him return to the outside world!"

"Qing'er has been dormant for 1,200 years before finally planting the poison of reincarnation on him, such an opportunity is absolutely impossible to have a second time!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Seeing the man in white vomiting blood, there was extreme excitement in the eyes of more than a dozen people, followed by a power that was enough to make the sky tremble, but even under such a threat, the man in white looked unhappy or sad, "Bring a word to Shangguan Qing'er for me, if I don't die, I will slaughter Lingxiao Pavilion!"

"Boom!"

Black and white suddenly appeared in his eyes, and the long sword in the hand of the man in white was like a giant dragon soaring into the air, and the sword was like a dragon's groan!

"Kill!"

..................

The northernmost part of the Outer Heaven is a territory of ice and snow, and it is rumored that the deepest part of this land has a cold that makes the Heavenly Emperor prohibitive, and can directly freeze the soul of the monk.

And in this land, seventy percent of the monks are majoring in icy spiritual power, and they can freeze mountains and rivers with a wave of their hands!

The Snow Domain, a not very conspicuous sect in this land, but the absolute top strength, suddenly broke out in a certain dark night, and the temperature of the entire Snow Region was more than twice as low as that night, and there was even a cry of sorrow, which made the entire northern territory tremble.

..................

Outside the sky, in the east, the superior immortal clan swordsmanship, where the ancestral sword mound is located, in a certain dark night, suddenly there are seven thousand seven hundred and seventy-seven remnant swords trembling across the sky.

The reason why the swordsman put them in the sword mound is because of their respect for these remnant swords, and the other is to hope that these remnant swords can absorb the special spiritual power of the sword mound and thus restore themselves.

But this night, seven thousand seven hundred and seventy-seven broken swords were directly across the sky, and the scarred sword body was straight to the side, the sword body trembled, the sound was like a mournful roar, and hundreds of broken swords were directly shattered in the air.

If it weren't for the fact that when the remnant swords burst one after another, a pair of big hands suddenly appeared, directly suppressing all the remnant swords, and the sword mound of the sword family would have been greatly injured.

..................

The West, the ancient country of the sky, was born by the fortune of heaven and was named after the mandate of heaven.

In the originally relatively cold night, raindrops began to fall, and the sound of rain was spoking, knocking on houses and ancient trees, and it was quiet and peaceful, until a scream pierced the night.

"Blood rains from the sky, this is, this is ...... The Emperor of Heaven has fallen!"

In a few moments, where the palace of the ancient kingdom of Cangtian is located, the light is shining, reflecting the blood rain sprinkled in the sky, a hideous and terrifying, and there is an old man in white, standing sideways in this light and blood rain.

The white robe was originally free from all dust, but in this rain of blood, it was like ordinary clothes, and it was completely soaked in a moment.

"High Priest!"

"The Northern Emperor is destined to bury the end of the world!" the old man closed his eyes, then slowly opened them, and glanced at the sembles who walked out of the house because of the blood rain, and then were impressed by their own identity, suddenly thought of something, and sighed again, "Alas!"

"What did the high priest say?"

The palace fell into silence for a while after the old man's words fell, but after a while, a voice suddenly appeared in the middle of the palace.

The voice was extremely soft, like a spring breeze soothing all sorrow.

But those who are familiar with this Heavenly Ancient Kingdom know how much terrifying strength is hidden behind this soft voice, as well as ...... Wrath.

"Your Majesty, blood rain falls from the sky, and the Northern Emperor ....... ”

"Oh?" A figure suddenly walked out of the middle of the palace, a golden crown and dragon robe, a brocade robe and a jade belt, step by step, stepping in mid-air.

"Your Majesty!"

As soon as the man came out, in the palace, all the 30,000 Canglong troops knelt on the ground, and roared, dispelling away the words that the old man wanted to continue, and it seemed that he wanted to disperse a little bit of the emperor's blood rain.

The old man's words were broken, but the man was unaware of such a shout,

After a slight pause, the dragon-robed man looked at the southern location and said slowly, "High Priest, you know what I'm going to do. ”

"I know, Your Majesty!"

"Are you still going to stop it?"

The man in the dragon robe looked in the direction of the south, his voice was still soft, but at this moment, anyone could hear the resoluteness in it.

"Alas!" a long sigh, then shook his head, the old man pointed to the southeast, "Jixia Academy, enter the WTO!" and then pointed to the northeast, "Zhinan Academy, three hundred years of retreat, peep into the sky!"

"Canglong Army!" As soon as the old man's words fell, the voice of the man in the dragon robe suddenly rose.

"In!" the palace shuddered, and the heads of the 30,000 Canglong Army lowered even more.

"Whatever I want...... Go to Slaughter Immortals!"