Chapter 896: Stunning Sword

The power of the Lord of the Storm World is bombarded with the virtual shadow of the world for 33 days. The power that exploded is earth-shaking, and hundreds of millions of voids have been affected. Even the second-class world will be hit hard.

However, it seems that there is a force to protect each other in the underworld. The Jiuzhou world actually survived under the shock of these two forces. Although the nine continents have shown decay and collapses everywhere, how many creatures have died, there are natural disasters everywhere, oceans evaporation, and peaks have collapsed, but it has not been completely destroyed, as long as The source is still there, and the power of heaven and earth still exists, and it can be restored to life again.

The reincarnation of heaven is immortal. From the depths of the Jiuzhou world, a strong source air bursts out, constantly repairing the damaged continent.

But on the wreckage of Zixiao Peak, which had already collapsed, Shen Chong ushered in another crisis. His mana was exhausted, but he had to face the Hurricane Holy Emperor, who had the peak cultivation of the bone realm.

Boom!

A group of storms exploded from the palm of the Hurricane Holy Emperor, and the magnificent power turned into a cage of heaven and earth, trapping Shen Chong in the storm. The same storm is a small world, but it is not what Shen Chong's current power can break free.

"Despicable, take advantage of the danger of others!" In the long roar of Qingluan, his wings shook repeatedly, stirring out a blue light, turning into a blue flame and rushing away.

"Well, the monk is lawless and unscrupulous. There are no rules to speak of. He is just a five-grade demon emperor who dares to be presumptuous in front of this seat."

The Hurricane Holy Emperor smiled coldly, his fingers fluted, and the airflow turned into a fierce storm, annihilating the earth, destroying the void, and engaging the blue flame in it.

Qingluan does have the strength to fight against the general bone monks, but the Hurricane Holy Emperor is not comparable to the ordinary bone monks. Just in one move, he has shattered the green flame of Qingluan, and the roaring storm raged and covered the world. If it hadn't been for Qingluan's quick escape, I'm afraid that even the yuan god would be wiped out.

"It's your turn!" The Hurricane Holy Emperor obviously didn't care about Qingluan. After seriously injured him with one move, he did not chase him. With his palms rolling, he hit countless winds and rushed to Shen.

The mysterious treasure of the heavens and the thirty-three-day Taoist map. These two treasures are too important. Even the people in the fairy world can't find them. Now that they are close at hand, how can they miss it? There are one or two things. He can even compete with the Lord of the Storm World, dominate the world, and cultivate the way of eternal life.

The Hurricane Holy Emperor was not carried away by greed. Even in the face of Shen Chong, who lost his magic power, he did not dare to look down at all. His action was a great fairy skill.

The supreme immortal art of the storm world, the great immortal art of ten thousand years of wind.

A group of storms roared like a tornado. Countless winds and dragons surged, layer by layer, and the void had already been shattered. The already dilapidated Youzhou continent ushered in another disaster. There were no more creatures in the whole continent. There were storms everywhere, fierce and sharp, even more than the wind in the storm world. Li.

"Kill!"

In the roar of the Hurricane Holy Emperor, the sky and the earth shook, and the shape of the ancient wind god had been condensed. The endless wind was immortal for thousands of years, and it was fiercely photographed by Shen Chong.

"All worlds, help me!" Shen Chong's eyes shrank and his mind was turbulent. The mysterious treasures of the heavens were damaged, and his mana loss was huge. With his power alone, he could never resist this ten thousand years of martial arts, and he could only rely on external forces.

Since returning to Jiuzhou, the communication between Shen Chong and the world has always been intermittent. The world seems to be hiding in the distant void and practicing a peerless magic power, which is also the reason why Shen Chong did not immediately go to the small star world to find the world.

But in this critical moment, in a critical moment, you can only connect with the world with your heart and condense the origin of the nine continents world to compete with each other's great fairy skills.

Boom!

Shen Chong only felt the yuan spirit surging. In the void, the huge power of heaven and earth came crazily. The world, which was closed and practicing in the small star world, also seemed to be aware of Shen Chong's crisis. In the long roar, angry thoughts came out, and even did not hesitate to burn the source to transmit power.

In an instant, Shen Chong's breath began to blow, and his dry body once again grew the spirit of essence. However, Shen Chong's vitality is so powerful. Even with the infusion of the origin of Jiuzhou, it is impossible to recover in a short period of time, let alone compete with the Hurricane Holy Emperor.

"Fight!"

The fierce color in Shen Chong's eyes flashed, 30% of the mana, coupled with the millennium longevity, it is not without opportunities.

But just as he was about to make a life-threatening blow, suddenly, something suddenly appeared.

A sword light came from the distant void. This sword has no domineering momentum, no shocking sword. It is just an ordinary sword, but it makes people feel thrilling and even breathing has stopped.

This is a deadly sword and an amazing life. Between heaven and earth, it seems that only the demeanor of this sword is left, which is integrated with heaven and earth. With the help of the power of heaven and earth, even the origin of the nine continents is attached to it.

This sword points directly to the eyebrows of the Hurricane Holy Emperor.

"This is..." The pupil of the Hurricane Holy Emperor suddenly shrank. In an instant, he felt the smell of death. His Wanzai Ganfeng fairy art has been stimulated to the extreme. In his eyes, there was only Shen Chong as an enemy. How could he think of a mantis ploping cicadas, and a yellow finch peeping behind him.

Xianyuan is bulging, and its mana is surging. It is impossible to stop. However, a sword outside this sky is unpredictable, and the timing is so wonderful that it is unstoppable and unavoidable.

The Hurricane Holy Emperor only came to offer a fairy weapon to protect his body.

But it was still useless. This sword shattered the fairy weapon, pierced the fairy armor, regarded his protective spirit as nothing, and deeply pierced into the eyebrows of the Hurricane Holy Emperor.

The monk's eyebrows are the location of the yuan god, which is the most important and the most vulnerable. The eyebrows are broken, and the yuan god can't escape. The forehead of the Hurricane Holy Emperor is like a lotus flower. The blood-colored red lotus, the sword enters the body and bursts and spreads, but in an instant, it smashed his genuin.

At the last moment of the life of the Hurricane Holy Emperor, I only saw a stunning girl, gently brushing the sword and flicking her fingers on the sword. In the trembling buzz, she had integrated all his flesh and blood essence and soul laws into the sword.

This sword came and went quickly. Through the distant void, a sword killed the Hurricane Holy Emperor without stopping at all. The air of heaven and earth exploded. Whether it was the sword light or the Hurricane Holy Emperor, it has disappeared without a trace.

The body of the Hurricane Spirit Holy Emperor is meteorite. Although the remnants of the Wanzai Ganfeng Fairy Art is still there, it does no harm to Shen Chong. During the ejection of Jingyuan, he has exerted the magic power of the ancient abyss, swallowed the wind, and everything is calm.

"Who is this man? A great sword." Qingluan escaped from death and screamed in horror. Whether it was the ten-thousand-year-old immortal skill or the amazing sword of the heavens, it was enough to kill him dozens of times.

"Is it that you don't want to meet me?" Shen Chong smashed the remaining storm and stood up. Looking at the place where the sword had passed away, his eyes were a little confused.

"The ten-year appointment, see you soon. Prime Minister Bai knows that he will live up to it for the rest of his life."

These sixteen words are just like those years, and they are still echoing in my ears. Although it has been ten years since the appointment, the appearance of the girl in those years has long been deeply imprinted in his heart. Although things are different and the cultivation of the two has also changed dramatically, the breath of that year is still echoing in the past. On top of the sword spirit.

"It turned out to be that little girl. I didn't expect such a terrible strength now." Qingluan also seemed to be aware of it and couldn't help sighing that the powerful realm of the sword just now was no longer under Shen Chong.

"Let's go. Since she doesn't want to see me now, she naturally has her reason. Wanhualiu doesn't have to go. First, she will meet the world to recover her injury and recover her strength."

Although the two did not break the last layer of window paper, they were already heart to heart. Now that the realm has been improved, their horizons have also been broadened, but I don't know if they can continue to the past.

Although Li Yinping took action from the air to help Shen Chong avoid a disaster, he did not show up, and he couldn't help but feel a little melancholy. However, Shen Chong is also a decisive person and naturally will not be influenced by his emotions. His current situation is not good. He not only has a huge loss of mana, but also burns more than a thousand years of life. Even the treasures of the heavens are seriously damaged.

The palm of the Lord of the Storm World is not so easy to take over. We must find a place to heal and recuperate as soon as possible.