Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 1363 Desolation Great Formation, Cut the Blind King!
puff!
With a soft sound, Su Qinian swung his knife, and the sacred iron chains that bound the old saint were cut off silently like tofu.

The old sage was stunned, he couldn't believe his eyes, he looked at the life-saving knife in Su Qinian's hand, could it be a supreme king's weapon?
"go!"

Su Qinian let out a low cry, and a road of time appeared as he walked, leading the old sage, Ao Zhan and Liu Qingchan to the shore of the Ancestral Lake in a breath.

boom!
In the next moment, thousands of light breaths erupted from the Ancestral Lake, like thousands of nodes, or like thousands of real dragons coming out of the abyss. Countless light patterns emerged in the void, attracting the power of light, like a star dotted around, A bright array was drawn.

"Desolate Great Formation!"

On the Ancestral Lake, the mountain-like dark red eyes were startled. It almost covered the entire Ancestor Lake, like a starry sky. The bright breath gathered at this moment was like thousands of bright suns rising at the same time. The light and heat evaporated a large area of ​​the lake, and also killed a large number of blood fetuses and pregnant blood spirits at the bottom of the lake.

"You dare!"

Almost an instant later, the quasi-king of the blood race became furious. One after another, illusory blood-colored stars emerged on the ancestral lake, turning slowly, and the breath of order washed down like a vast ocean bursting a bank.

Rumble!
The terrifying and majestic aura is like a bloody starry sky collapsing, while the formation formed on the Ancestral Lake is another bright starry sky.

This is the collision of two stars.

Boom!
It was as if a sky bell was ringing, dazzling light burst out, and countless stars were disillusioned, but the emptiness of the Ancestor Lake was stronger than divine gold, and the sea of ​​murderous aura spurted out. crumble into nothingness.

The shore of the ancestor lake.

Ao Zhan snorted coldly, looking at the void formation gradually dimmed by the blood-colored star, if it wasn't for the short time and shortage of formation materials, he would still be able to complete a few more points in this barren formation. A truly perfect and supreme person, even a quasi-king, will peel off his skin if he is not dead.

Looking back, Su Qinian slowly raised the Xiuming Saber.

"what are you going to do!"

The old sage was startled, and as soon as he finished speaking, he saw a ray of knife light rushing up, not very strong, as if he could hear the sound of time and flowing water, bringing the wind on the long river of time and space.

Even if the blood is polluted, the level of life has not dropped, and he can be imprisoned in the Ancestral Lake. The old saint has amazed the saints thousands of years ago. He is an extremely strong man. Has already broken into the pinnacle of reincarnation, with a part of the meaning of detachment.

But now he felt palpitations, because on Su Qinian's body, the glass-like invisible edge surged. What did he see? The immortal will brilliance bloomed between the brows. Although it had not been completely solidified, it still shocked his spiritual world. They all shook violently.

above the sky.

The mountain-like dark red pupils are icy cold, seeing that the incomplete barren formation is gradually stagnating under pressure, not running smoothly, the stars are disillusioned, and the light is dissipated. This is the ancestor lake, and only the dark blood path will last forever.

"No one can escape!"

A loud and gloomy voice sounded, and the blood-colored starry sky turned, almost condensing into substance, as if about to be born from nothingness, the filthy and overbearing mighty power fell, and on the Ancestral Lake, the incomplete barren great array of light patterns shattered, and finally couldn't support it Stopped and collapsed.

At the moment when the formation collapsed, a ray of saber light reflected into those dark red blood eyes without any warning.

It is hard to describe the splendor of this knife, as if it amazed time, penetrated the darkness, and presented all the beauty of the world to the world, melting and killing, burning blood and haze.

The blood-colored starry sky froze.

The mountain-like dark red eyes froze, maybe for a moment, maybe for ten thousand years.

puff!
There was a soft sound, accompanied by pouring rain of blood, the whole world seemed to have finally resumed operation at this moment.

Rumble!
Blood splashed everywhere on the Ancestor Lake, and the dark blood path boiled, as if it had fallen into a complete riot.

"what!"

There were screams from the sky, deafening and furious, streaks of blood-colored lightning flashed across the sky, thicker than mountains, the aura of order surged, and a terrifying and chaotic pressure enveloped the entire Ancestor Lake.

The old sage had difficulty breathing and was stunned. Looking at the mountain-like bloody eyes, a ray of knife marks cut through the pupils, as if separating the sky and the earth, and split the entire scarlet sky.

Undoubtedly, this is a terrifying strong man, standing in the realm of the quasi-king, and has even gone a long way in this field, starting the third level of heaven. The manifestation of the bloody starry sky is the ultimate Good testimonial.

But now, it was such a quasi-king of the blood clan who had his eyes cut off with a knife. The knife was not a strong man of the same generation, but a young junior who had never really entered the holy realm.

"I……"

The old sage was speechless, even the young descendants of other races, he was a little hard to accept, never heard of it throughout the ages, there is a state of opening the sky that can hurt the quasi-king, this is simply more unbelievable than a legend, it can be called is a myth.

What is a myth is usually untrue or even derived from imagination.The old saint now feels that what he sees is not true, but he hopes that all of this is true from the bottom of his heart. For many years, the difficult survival and struggle of the human race has relied on countless sages to turn the impossible into reality. Possibly, turning myths into legends and legends into reality...

"We'll come back later."

Su Qinian withdrew his knife and entered the court, his tone was calm, but revealed an unquestionable firmness.

"Next time, overturn this sea!"

Ao Zhan also nodded heavily. This kind of opportunity is too rare, and it's a pity that they haven't evolved to a high point after all. There are too many strong people here, especially outside the ancestor lake. Once those supreme figures are alarmed, they want to leave. It is also difficult.

hum!
As the three of Su Qinian moved Wu Yin, the rotating black hole vortex reappeared, engulfing the four of them at once, and disappeared.

Boom!

Almost at the same moment, a blood-colored spear fell like a sky pillar and pierced into the void.

The supreme energy burst out, the stars emerged, and the entire Ancestor Lake set off a huge wave. The bloody spear tip pierced the black phantom inch by inch, trying to sink into the rotating vortex.

In a black hole.

On the road of time, Ao Zhan's complexion changed suddenly. Seeing the vortex in front of him was violently distorted, an infiltrating and terrifying aura was looming, which made his body feel cold and he couldn't help shivering.

Whoa!
There was the sound of surging waves again, and without a sound, a hole was cracked in the inner wall of the black hole, clear river water gushed out, and the river wind whistled, causing illusions to appear in front of the eyes of Su Qinian and the other three. A thousand worlds are born, and in an instant, another three thousand worlds are shattered, and the cycle repeats itself, endlessly.

(End of this chapter)