Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 1053 Dare to forfeit your life, dare to change the destiny!
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boom!
The millstone of fate turned again, and the grand and stalwart aura came from the ancient fate, but it failed again.

The ancient platinum long knife calmly avoided, the blade twisted slightly, the figure belonging to Su Qinian reappeared, his eyes were closed, and his black hair was shining and shining, scattered behind him wantonly. At this moment, Su Qinian was full of breath, He is more restrained than before, as if he has really become an ordinary person, but a vigorous vitality seems to be integrated into the temperament, which is more than ten times stronger than before.

"The reunion of flesh and blood! This..."

"It is said that some quasi-kings are not really supreme powerhouses, but their physical bodies have also begun to change. Rebirth from a drop of blood may not be possible, but the reunion of flesh and blood is just waiting for a while. It can be said that it is the initial state of rebirth from a drop of blood."

"Although the Battle Saint Physique is strong, it is only slightly better than the ordinary Saint Physique. How can flesh and blood be reunited..."

Under the starry sky, many masters of the eight clans were in shock. This was beyond common sense and made them unimaginable. This has to be horrifying, the realm span is too large.

Only a few supreme powerhouses noticed the word "destiny" mentioned in the mouth of the middle-aged monster just now.

On the starry sky battlefield.

The middle-aged man of the Yaozu took a deep breath, took a step forward, and appeared above Su Qinian's head, the millstone of fate soared in his arms, turning into a hundred feet high, like a sacred mountain, with thousands of fate runes on top of the mountain. Emerging above, the power of fate boils.

Immediately, the eyes of the middle-aged Yaozu's eyes flashed, and the depressed temperament dissipated, only the stern killing intent, shouted: "If you escape for a while, you can't escape for a lifetime. Under fate, no one can escape the suppression!"

Rumble!
The hundred-zhang-high destiny grinds like a mountain, accompanied by a terrifying and ethereal aura of destiny, falling towards the top of Su Qinian's head.

Ten zhang, nine zhang, eight zhang... three zhang, two zhang, one zhang...

Fate is like a mountain, and it can only be suppressed with a snap of the fingers. Under the will of the middle-aged monster clan, a little bit of astonishment can't help appearing in the eyes, the opponent is motionless, like a stone statue, and soon, there is a cold light in his eyes.

boom!
The next moment, he used extreme power, the millstone of fate roared, and the ancient and stalwart aura of destiny flowed on the millstone, as if it had turned into illusory chains, entwined around Su Qinian's body.

Shackles of fate!

A sage shouted, and it was rumored that the millstone of fate was accompanied by shackles, and it was true. This kind of extreme killing, under the holy realm, how many people can survive. Looking at the vast starry sky, after an era, I am afraid that there are only a few stars in the morning.

The millstone of fate fell, but within a short distance, at this moment, Su Qinian's closed eyes opened.

boom!
The illusory shackles of fate were shattered, and a fist struck the sky like lightning, shaking the millstone of fate.

Bang!
It was as if the divine bell of the heaven was struck, and the magnificent impact sounded through the starry sky. In the next instant, under the shaking eyes of many masters of the eight races, the mountain-like millstone of fate was beaten alive, and the young Suotian heir The battle blood is not visible, and the aura is restrained, but anyone can feel the terrifying blood energy flowing under his body.

"what!"

"impossible!"

The saints of the seven races exclaimed, unable to keep their composure. What kind of terrifying power of flesh and blood should shake the millstone of fate. In the situation where there is a clear gap in Taoism, the young successor of Suotian, and the millstone of fate Before it was crushed, there was an earth-shaking change.

Bang!
Before everyone came back to their senses, Su Qinian took a step forward, following him like a shadow, on the starry sky battle stage, his fist was like lightning, and once again smashed on the millstone of fate.

Boom!
His complexion turned pale, and the middle-aged figure of the Yaozu trembled violently, staggering back, this kind of fist power was too terrifying, it was like facing an ancient wild dragon, and the fate of the opponent was blurred, no matter how difficult it was to catch, the situation between each other reverse.

"Fate Fist!"

Suddenly, the elder of the Yaozu took a deep breath, he embraced nothingness with his hands, his fate turned around, condensed at a speed visible to the naked eye, suspended between his fingers, and then, one of his hands made a fist print, the simple and vicissitudes of life The power of the fist was like the will of God descending, and the condensed destiny grindstone turned on the edge of the fist, hitting Su Qinian in the chest.

Fist of Fate!

There is an extremely powerful man whose face is moved, and his eyes are full of horror. The legendary taboo boxing method originated from a demon emperor who had been dormant in ancient times in the lineage of the demon clan's life-severing master. They all looked sideways, but they didn't expect to reappear today.

Looking up suddenly, on the starry sky battlefield, Su Qinian raised his sword again. His eyes were solemn and pious. Just now, with the help of the millstone of fate, with a bright heart and time taboos, he reflected the trajectory of his own destiny, and the sword is immortal. His predecessor was Xiu Ming, who used the power of a knife to draw him away, trying to break the shackles of his own fate and transcend the outside world. Although he failed in the end, it also made the trajectory of fate blurred, no matter how difficult it was to be easily controlled, and he had some initial plans. This step can be said to be the most precious step on his life evolution path, if it is not for his enlightenment and incarnation into a sword, the achievement of the holy body of war, the first stage of the sacred treasure will be opened, and the spiritual will will be strong However, if it were any other person who dared to try this way, most likely he would die.

Here, for the dao of the sword, he has further comprehended it, and the eighth kind of mystery of the dao of the sword came into being.

The spirit of the Dao of the Sword, the immortality of the spirit, the immortality of the sword, inherited from the seventh Dao of the Dao of the Sword is mysterious and immortal, and it lies in the practitioner of the Dao of the Sword.

Clang!
Su Qinian slashed with the saber in his hand, slashed across the void, and drew a trajectory that seemed to pierce the sky. This saber inherited his madness of daring to break his own destiny, seeking the way between life and death, fearless, daring to give up Fate, dare to change the destiny!

Numerous runes appeared in the palm of your hand, and the number of the Dao of Light Talisman alone has skyrocketed to [-], and the rune of Time has also reached [-]. Compared with before, it has increased by more than several times. It is equivalent to living from death. In silence, where there is light and time, but life is forced to live from death, and find the light and flowing years.

Time is immortal, Dao of the sword has spirit!

The blending of the triple Taoist talisman and the fit of the triple Taoist law fall into the eyes of many supreme powerhouses. Even if it is still not worth the fate millstone built by thousands of fate runes, it is still comparable to the Taoism of three million fate runes, and this son Born from death, the reunion of flesh and blood, apparently due to the excavation of the physical body, broke some unknown barrier...

puff!
There was a soft sound, and even many supreme powerhouses didn't have time to carefully evaluate it. That palm was not like a heavenly sword, but it was better than a heavenly sword. It was not only a sword, but also a person, belonging to a human cultivator The bright heart that dares to change the fate of heaven does not seek to be heard and passed on to future generations, and does not seek to be a sage and inherit the unique knowledge, but only to clarify one's own heart and be worthy of the world.

There was blood splashing, the middle-aged demon clan was killed by lightning, the fist was cut open, and the solid fate mill was divided into two. At this moment, no providence or fate can match a burning heart. He couldn't stop the fearless knife in his mouth.

Holding the knife back, Su Qinian and the middle-aged Yaozu faced each other at a distance of three feet. Seeing the calm face of the young human in front of him, the middle-aged Yaozu suddenly smiled, his demeanor became depressed again, and he shook his head lightly, saying: " Those who dare to break their fate will not be like us after all, your knife is very good..."

The sound stopped abruptly, and a knife mark emerged from the center of his eyebrows, running through his whole body in the blink of an eye.

A bright flame ignited along the knife marks, and soon swept across the whole body. On the starry sky battle platform, it was like a sacred torch was lit, but when it fell into the eyes of the seven masters of the alien race, they couldn't help but sink their hearts, especially for the gods. In other words, this burning light is so ironic that it even makes them feel a strong sense of disgust.

not good!

When the six people in Qingluo came back to their senses, they were terrified. The pillar of their own luck was crumbling like a black cloud.

There was a flash in front of my eyes, a familiar figure, to the demon goddess, it was more like a young and terrifying demon god, not very gorgeous sword light, but solid and hard to avoid, soon crowded the crowd in front of the six people The whole world.

Six torches were lit, and there was silence on the ancient battlefield in the starry sky. Su Qinian stood in the center of the torch, illuminated by the bright fire, without any breath leaking out, with a peaceful temperament, but in the eyes of the eight clan masters at this moment, this is truly invincible. Introverted and peaceful, once a shot is made, it is truly earth-shattering.

"It's all... gone."

"The six races are young and powerful, plus the lineage of the monster clan's life-severing master..."

"It's not true..."

The masters of the seven races spoke one after another, their tone was very dry, and it was even more unbelievable. This scene was not what they expected. What kind of ending should this be? The battle to open up the sky is different from the battle to open up the earth. , are the most important, to a certain extent, even surpassed the next battle for the holy land, and even the battle for supremacy. It is a level of practice that connects the past and the future, and is an important node in the evolution of life.

Compared to the noise of the Seven Clans, after a short period of silence, under the starry sky, there was a thunderous roar and tsunami.

Hundreds of thousands of human masters screamed under the starry sky, passing on the name of the light walker. This battle made many human races straighten their backs, and they looked at the seven alien races with mocking eyes. The barbaric era is gone forever , Today's human race is not the blood of any race, but stands in the forest of the powerful races in the heavens.

The five dragon kings of the Ao family in the South China Sea were in a bad mood. Not only was the young successor of Suotian not killed, he made further progress, which made his mind heavy. Even after reincarnation is sanctified, it will definitely be a nightmare for all enemies.

More importantly, this kind of feat of saving hundreds of thousands of people's masters, when the starry sky battle platform falls, how strong the fate of the will of the human world starry sky will be. This son has already condensed the supreme silver battle name, and further , or even two steps, it is very likely to reproduce the glory of the human race's battle name in the ancient times.

Not only the five dragon kings of the Ao family in the South China Sea, but also the leader of the Shenyang Sect, the master of the Moon Chan Hall, and the master of the Star Palace all have serious eyes. Although the ants are small, they are already powerful enough to pull mountains and rivers.

In front of Lingxiao Hall, in the hands of the Immortal Emperor Yuhua, the jade-like Yuhua Immortal Spear shimmered, then dimmed again.

On the vine of the ancestor of the spirit god, in front of the gate of heaven, the eight pairs of sacred wings of the god emperor Qingming covered the starry sky, and the sacred light and rain overflowed. The emperor's gaze still made Su Qinian feel a kind of oppression from the heart.

"You lose."

At this moment, on the Immortal Dragon Boat, the sword emperor Tongming's voice rang out. The human sword emperor's tone was calm, even a little indifferent. On the ancient battle platform, the majesty of the god emperor suddenly felt in Su Qinian's heart. sweep away.

You lost, we won.

The very simple four words caused many strong human races under the starry sky to have a surge of emotion. Some people clenched their fists and their eyes were flushed, because among the more than [-] Open Heaven Realm prisoners who were about to return, there were their relatives or teachers, hundreds of them Thousands of years have passed, and I never thought that there would be a day of goodbye.

"That's it."

After a few breaths, the Immortal Emperor turned into a feather and opened his mouth. The sorrow and joy did not appear on his face. The situation in front of him was very clear, and the delay for seven days was useless. That kind of consumption was irrelevant to the young Suotian successor, and it was more difficult to deal with it Tactics, enhance Taoism.

Immediately afterwards, tens of thousands of streamers were thrown from the Lingxiao Temple, the demon tower, the spirit god ancestral vine... from the black lotus of the demonic way, and the familiar blood was the smell of human battle blood. (Genuine subscription is the biggest support for Shibu!)
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