Chapter 538 Battle 3
The Ancient Sword Pavilion
The magnificent magic is like an upside-down river, rolling in all directions, gathering together to cover up the sky. In the dark heaven and earth, the injured figure is like a meteorite, with a bright trace of blood, drawing a perfect arc of fall from the air.
"...This is the last hope..." The wind on his head was fierce, and his face was pale. His eyes crossed the vast wind and the magic of the waves that came from hiding, and fell outside the sky, and the Chixiao long sword, which was covered a lot of light by the dark clouds.
The wind roared in my ear, and waves of severe pain came from the limbs and bones. However, all this suddenly became very, very far away for the delay injury, as if it had been countless centuries. In the twin night-like eyes, a pair of demons stood in the air, gathering more and more...
"Boom! ~"
The potential energy instantly destroyed the whole sword pavilion. At the moment when it was less than a hundred feet from the ground, the whole forbidden void was suddenly held by an invisible giant hand and shook it up and down hard.
Over the layers of magic and dark clouds, at the end of the dull eyes, a man in white with cold silver eyes suddenly broke through the space and appeared in this space.
"Master! ..." At the moment when the man in white appeared on the top of the sky out of thin air, the late injury that had already died suddenly trembled, and a voice in his heart roared.
As soon as the idea crossed my mind, I didn't know anything.
The wind, dark clouds, lightning, and the attacks sent by demons all over the sky... Everything stopped at the moment when I appeared.
I stood proudly under the clouds, and my whole body was full of the breath of standing above all sentient beings. The pair of silver-white eyes slowly swept across the whole sword pavilion.
At this moment. The sword domain has become a static plane painting, and the only thing that can move is the one with silver eyes like ice.
'Oh! ~'
I suddenly disappeared, and in the place where I appeared, a white arc burst out from the depths of the underworld. One is two, two is four... In turn, countless fleeting arcs are derived, quickly crossing through the dark clouds, wind, mountains and rivers, demons... in the open circular fields. The extremely narrow arcs almost occupied all the space of the whole sword field when they appeared, and vaguely covered everything in this arc.
'Dad!——'
The northwest of the sword domain. A pair of white?? Like jade, as if it was cast of fine porcelain, in the looming, it showed a kind of almost transparent feet falling gently on the ground. On my feet, it fell lightly in white. Cover both feet.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!——"
behind me, the sky is as magnificent as the sea, and the magical spirit bursts from the inside. The cracks like sharp objects divided the extremely concentrated attacks sent by the demons into pieces, and then scattered into cracks all over the sky. Under the turbulence of the air, the whole sword pavilion shook like waves.
Above the sky, under the sky. The body of a famous demon suddenly scattered into countless pieces, mixed with blood foam and internal organs, and fell from the sky like sand. Keep making a 'pop' sound. The pieces of minced meat and blood formed a light rain, which spread between heaven and earth.
"Wow! ~" In front of the cliff of the Sword Pavilion, there are countless golden yellow. The huge storm formed is still roaring and rotating between heaven and earth, but the demons and strong in the sky have been killed.
A demon towering thousands of miles away from the sword domain towering above the black sea between heaven and earth. A demon with black hair fluttered, holding a bow in his left hand and an arrow in his right hand looked at the sword field from afar. On his forehead, he was sweating like rain, and his whole body trembled violently because of fear
"It's so, it's terrible! ~" The demon whispered,. | Disappear. In the distance, I just glanced back at the place where the demon disappeared indifferently, but ignored it.
"Ah! ~"
The chest was agitated, and a famous sword pavilion soldier couldn't help exhaling, and the airflow surged. It was not until this time that everyone returned. Looking at the rapidly dissipating magic, no one knows what's going on. In their minds, the memory of this piece of land is blank.
"Bun! ~"
When the time recovered, the delayed injury that was only dozens of feet away from the ground continued to fall, smashed into the formation, and shocked several feet of smoke and dust. Chi injured his chest bones were broken, and he suffered from this collision. He couldn't help spewing out a blood spring. As soon as he landed, he didn't care about healing, but Huo turned over, supported the ground with one hand, staring at the white figure in the northwest of the Sword Pavilion, and shouted in a low voice.
"Welcome to the Lord!" The sword pavilion warriors who escaped from death suddenly woke up and knelt to the ground in the northwest.
The light wind attacked, and a faint magic spirit passed over the sword pavilion that suddenly stood between heaven and earth. Where the wind passed, I was still in a white robe. I stood in place for a moment. I stepped forward indifferently. My body gradually entered the emptiness and disappeared between the vast heaven and earth. After him, a stream of yellow dust slowly floated up, swirling and dissipated between heaven and earth.
"He is not... Master..." Looking at the indifferently fading me, he covered his chest with his left hand, as if he realized something in his heart, but in his mind, it was the silver and white eyes he saw in the shocking glance.
...He is the second master...
When I sensed the crisis of the sword domain, crossed the space, and galloped down layer by layer, it was also the bottom of the Holy Mountain. After experiencing layers of psychological struggle, the King of Great Light finally stretched out his palm and pushed it to the ordinary small wooden door, attracting the outbreak of the holy power all over the sky...
After the tide of light engulfed thousands of miles of the holy mountain, everything was destroyed, including all the heavenly demon god-level strong men who attacked the holy mountain and all the things that protruded the ground nearby. After the light has been restrained, the incomplete holy mountain still stands between heaven and earth. And the bottom of the Holy Mountain is even more quiet and terrible.
King of Light
He collapsed straight, and his palms were still stretched, standing still in front of the small wooden door - the holy power that could destroy everything did not destroy him.
"The canopy! ~"
In the terrible silence, the small wooden door in front of Wang Yangzun suddenly turned into unbreakable wood chips, shaking down and piling up on the stone threshold. After the broken wooden door, a dark hole appeared.
"You disappoint me so much!" In a calm, a slightly weak voice came from the dark hole in front of Wang Yangzun of the Great Light.
'Wow! ~'
'Wow! ~'
......
In bursts of subtle sounds. From the depths of darkness, it extends to the left and right. Above the wall, there is a bright space behind the wooden door. It suddenly became bright.
In the center of the surrounding fire, there is a drop of white jade coffins, and the whole body emits bursts of white gas. In front of the white jade coffin, a man in an elegant white robe with a white crown on his head and two soft white silks hanging on both sides of his cheeks stood quietly. It's facing the Great Light Wang Yangzun.
The man's face was as pale as paper, faintly revealing a pathological weakness. On his slender fingers, thin blue veins also appeared. Although he was still a little weak, the man's eyes were extraordinarily bright, like stars hanging high in the sky in the midnight. Only those eyes.. Then he covered the brilliance of the room and covered up all the sharpness.
Different from the original overlooking of all sentient beings, independent of the hustle and bustle of the world. The supremacy of the temple reveals a different atmosphere. Although it's just a casual stop. But in his body, there is an invisible breath like a vast ocean, inclusive of everything.
"Dad!" The supreme who has been hidden for hundreds of millions of years under the temple, took a step and appeared at the entrance of the small room. The top of the head can reach the top of the exit. There is a change on the pupil of the Great Light King Yangzun. The Supreme Temple is not very tall, but on the dark pupil of the Great Light King Yangzun. The longer it grows, the higher it gets, and in an instant, it seems to be above the sky.
After a shock, the dull King of Light suddenly became frightened and subconsciously staggered back. After three steps, he finally came to his senses. His face twisted, and he suddenly raised his head and stared at the Supreme Temple. He roared ferociously, "Why don't you kill me?"
shook his head indifferently, and in the white silk fluttering on his temples, the supreme of the temple, that is, the supreme white tiger, said, "I won't kill you!"
His eyes fell on Wang Yangzun, the bright man whose whole body trembled because of excessive excitement. The white tiger supreme said indifferently, "Congratulations, after enduring for so many years, you have finally succeeded!"
In the voice, there was no joy or anger, only plain, as plain as water.
Wang Yangzun of Great Light looked at the pale man in front of him, and his lips squirmed a few times. Finally, I couldn't help laughing almost neuroticly:
"Hey hey hey..., hehe..., hahaha..."
Wang Yangzun's two hands, his elbows were bent, his hands were clenched into fists, and he trembled violently to the top. A flush surged from his neck with his neurotic laughter, and finally crawled all over his face.
"Why, why, why?!!!" The laughter stopped abruptly, and Wang Yangzun's waist arched like a shrimp, and suddenly roared at the White Tiger Supreme: "Is this a compensation? Huh? ...Is this a compensation?"
The pale supreme stared at the crazy Wang Yangzun, silently, but the original pale face seemed to be a little pale again.
"If you let me go, I won't be grateful to you... Humph," Da Guangming Wang Yangzun turned around with a sneer, "You will regret it, you will regret it..."
"Stop the Shang..."
"Don't call me by my name!" The split of Guangming Wang Yangzun, or Gongsun Zhishang, suddenly roared.
"Okay..., alas, this time, I don't blame you - in the past, the cause I planted, today is the time to accept this evil fruit - this time, this time, you reported it for your mother."
"Although you have the blood of demons, I hope you remember that you still have the blood of the human race. You can't change this. Although I am your father, I still have an identity, which is the supreme guardian of the human race. When these two identities conflict, I can only choose the latter. That day, it was like this to your mother, and today it can only be like this to you.
"Today, you have committed the crime of Taotian. Even I can't be exempted from you. From now on, although Taigu is big, there is no place for you. This time, I will let you go in the name of a father. But the next time, when you and my father and son see each other again, you and I will no longer be father and son. If you don't think about repentance, then it will be the time of your death. Although the White Tiger Supreme is elegant, he is even more calm when he says this. But the coldness and ruthlessness revealed in the voice are far beyond any fierceness.
"Humph!" Yang Zun, the king of Da Guangming, strode out of the passage without looking back: "Get rid of your hypocrisy. It's been hundreds of millions of years, and you haven't changed at all. You are still so ruthless. OK! OK! ...You really deserve the name of the white tiger!"
"Wait a minute."
The Great Light Wang Yangzun suddenly stopped. He sneered and said, "Why, I'm going back on my word, hum, it's too late to go back on my word!"
"What level has your demon derivative reached?" The Supreme White Tiger asked suddenly.
Wang Yangzun's pupils suddenly contracted when he heard the words: "What do you want to do?"
"Although the derivation of all demons in your land is wonderful, it is not the right way in the end. It's more than a secret. And the square is not enough. In this way, you will never be able to get on the road. White Tiger Supreme suddenly said something that seemed to have nothing to do with it.
"Hmm! Thank you for your kindness, my business
No, it's up to you!" After saying that, Yang Zun, the king of great light, his sleeves floated up, and people have disappeared into the vast green underworld...
"Alas! ..." The White Tiger Supreme looked at the sudden hole of Wang Yangzun. Suddenly, he looked up and sighed, "Well, human demons can't coexist in heaven and earth after all. Death may be your best destination!"
When the sound fell, the White Tiger Supreme had disappeared strangely, leaving a wisp of breeze echoing in the cave. In the direction of the knife field, a rainbow shadow shaped like a white tiger crosses the sky...
The Hill of the North Sea.
Countless demon corpses are scattered in this ice and snow place, in front of these demon corpses. The dense black-robed figure stood between the world, like a brush horizontally, separating the world into two.
Within a hundred miles, the eyes are full of Cangyi, and it is obvious that it has gone through a fierce battle.
No one knows. When this area was sparsely populated, why did so many strong gods suddenly appear? In this dense figure, Jun Qianshang, who holds the book in his hand, is proudly independent of the snow. However, compared with that, the breath of the black-robed figure around is not much different.
"I really don't know how to fight to the North Sea." By Jun Qianshang's side, a burly man more than one foot tall glanced at the demon's body under his feet indifferently and said coldly.
"There are ten times and a hundred times more. As long as they dare to appear in Xuanyuanqiu, Beihai, they will die!" Another master in black robe answered.
Jun Qianshang stood quietly on one side, indifferent. This is not a tragic war. Although there are many demons attacking the North Sea, it is still far from the forces hidden underground in the North Sea. The strength is far less than that.
In the case of almost one side, all the demons who invaded the North Sea were killed, and half of them were alive.
"Let's go and see if there is anything else that needs help. This time, I'm afraid we can't stand it anymore." A man with long hair over his shoulders and a thin face, faintly showing a majestic man, said.
"Yes, Lord of War!" Jun Qianshang lowered his head and said respectfully.
"Everyone, wait, come to the temple to see me after half an hour." Everyone dared to walk. In the western sky, the image of a huge white tiger suddenly passed by. At the same time, there was a dull sound in everyone's ears, revealing a sound of evil spirit.
"White Tiger Supreme!" When the strong man in the black robe in the chaotic battlefield saw this, he was suddenly shocked. Then his right knee softened, and he knelt to the ground with a bang, and a few wis of snow foam splashed on his knees. After the chaos, the ancient strongmen who had just fought with the demon clan for a short time knelt on the ground...
Knife domain, in front of the portal.
The whole knife field has been turned into a storm. In front of the portal, dark clouds rolled, thunder and lightning, and burning lightning burst from time to time. From the ground to the sky, everything has become a battlefield. There are fierce fighting figures everywhere.
Under the traction of magnificent energy, the sky rained heavily. The bead curtain composed of raindrops the size of thumbs hangs between the heavens and the earth, and between the rain curtains, there is a faint rain and fog.
The ancient strongmen from all directions are constantly gathering. Among them, there are many masters in black robes. The weapons in their hands are opened and the ups and downs. Every light shines, and many demons will fall. In the direction of the demon world, the dark expeditionary forces are constantly spewing out of the portal, as if there is no time to be exhausted.
The war was very fierce, and corpses kept falling from the sky. Here, no matter how powerful the field is, it will not last long, it will burst, and the perpetrators of the field will also turn into mummified corpses and fall from the sky.
For the masters of both sides, the field is far less mysterious than that of ordinary masters. Where is the node of the field? It is almost clear at a glance.
"Bone of the Thunderbolt!" The sky is empty with lightning, thunderstorms, and the ground is constantly torn. Under the moisture of the rain, the cold armor is reflected in the rain. Without the top Taikoo masters to join in, the war in the knife field fell into a state of stalemate. At this time--
"Roar!——"
In the western sky of the knife field, with a roar full of extremely fierceness, a huge white tiger came from the west. Before everyone realized what was going on, they saw the huge white tiger falling from the sky and rushed to the portal of the knife field...
"Boom!"
White light, the whole knife field suddenly turned into a fierce place, the air was like a knife soldier, and the bones were so cold that it was almost impossible to breathe.
On the other side of the knife domain portal, the Demon Emperor was standing quietly in the remote place behind the portal. Suddenly, he heard a roar of a tiger that shook his soul. Then, a white light like spewing seawater gushed out of the huge black portal and flowed thousands of feet away.
The array of white light, which was originally arrayed after the portal, was ready to enter the battlefield of the ancient knife field at any time, all turned into powder, annihilated in the white light, and did not even make a scream.
"It's not good, it's the ancient supreme!" The Demon Emperor's face changed greatly and quickly retreated to the distance. The important minister of the Zhougan Dynasty was also pale when he heard the words, and his head did not dare to turn back, so he swept away for fear that the ancient supreme would chase him from behind the portal...
On the other side of the portal, the light and shadow dispersed. In the middle of the battlefield, he was dressed in a white robe, and the elegant white tiger's supreme hands were behind him, standing in the middle of the crowd. Between his eyes, the divine light was shining.
There was silence in the battlefield. After a long time, a rumble of kneeling sound resounded through the world.
"See the Supreme!" In the tremor of the earth, the ancient people of the whole battlefield knelt down excitedly and shouted excitedly...