Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 1439 The Fist of Fate! (Please subscribe!)

There are mountains of corpses stretching for dozens of miles, many strong young men, but there are not a few old and young women and children. The place where this kind of massacre has passed must be extinct.

There are only a few armored soldiers and masters, but compared to dozens of miles of corpses, they are really insignificant.

At least a million!

Millions of fresh lives are withering like this, Su Qinian can see that it is not the first time that the bearded middle-aged man has dealt with it powerfully, if every time the boat sails like this...

Su Qinian's eyes shot out a real murderous intent, piercing through the chest of the kneeling old Sheng Sheng. This elder Sheng Sheng from the human and dragon family coughed up blood, leaving only endless fear and horror on his face. It was too much for him to kill in an instant. There was never a moment when he longed for death so much.

Because sometimes, what is more terrible than death is that life is worse than death.

hum!
Su Qinian's eyes seemed to have turned into a starry sky, and the bright starlight turned, as if it could pull all tangible and intangible substances into it.

He used the great method of ecstasy, and directly stripped the memory with the soul-absorbing technique. After he obtained most of the soul scriptures, this mysterious method was enlightened by him one after another. Although it was still a bit crude, compared to Before, there was a great improvement.

In other words, if the previous ecstasy method was only barely comparable to the sacred method, it can almost be called half of the king's strategy now, and even because of the scarcity of the spiritual method, it is more precious than the ordinary supreme method.

Even as a holy powerhouse, under the spell of insanity driven by the immortal will, the spiritual will will be subdued instantly. Su Qinian saw blood-stained pictures one after another. It was a white dragon warrior, far stronger than this There were several times more of them on the big fine iron ship. They rushed into the remote islands one after another, brandishing their swords, splashing scalding blood under the astonished and angry eyes.

The strong man was shattered by the sword, the faltering old man was pierced by the halberd, the women and children were chopped up, and even the crying baby was torn apart by the cold light...

Standing in it, Su Qinian looked like a traveler in time and space, and his face became completely icy, as if it had been covered with frost for ten thousand years.

"Damn it!"

He paused word by word, the whole fine iron ship was covered with a layer of ice, hundreds of white dragon warriors on the deck were shivering, feeling a bone-chilling chill, even the Sea of ​​Consciousness was penetrated, they couldn't help it Kneeling down, their gazes towards the cabin became terrified, and they heard the screams of the old saint.

Ok?
In the cabin, when Su Qinian peeled off his memory and wanted to continue to trace back, there seemed to be a vast force pouring down from somewhere, and the world in front of him began to distort and become hazy.

groan!
There was a long knife chant, it was a big arrow, and the tip of the arrow was like a knife, with immeasurable light, accompanied by the immortal breath like gilded red clouds, it fixed the distorted world again.

collapse!
There is a huge arrow sound like the sound of a knife. This is a great bright arrow, piercing all emptiness, and it is also an immortal blade, cutting down all the marks of foreign gods.

The hazy world was pierced, it was a veil covering the truth, the arrow tip failed to penetrate through it completely, and encountered obstacles.

Rumble!
It was a millstone, gray in color, but it exuded an aura of immeasurable stalwarts, which seemed to connect the past, the present, and the future.

Fate millstone!

"It's really you!"

In the memory world, Su Qinian's eyes are cold, and those who are in charge of fate are all descendants of that lineage. This group of people can be called the most mysterious group in the vast starry sky. They grasp fate, seek good luck and avoid evil, and even Harvesting the supreme good fortune, in today's Su Qinian's view, the methods of this line are probably far more than that, it can actually erase the memory, even if it is short-lived, it is enough to make countless strong people fear.

Whoa!
It was a series of stone chains, extending from the gray millstone of fate, and wrapped around the Immortal Blade. The infinite light was dimmed, and it was suppressed immediately, and even the will of immortality was shaken.

Shackles of fate!

This is the power of fate that coexists with the millstone of fate, holding the immortal light blade, and the corner of the stone millstone of destiny turns, as if it is turning the heavens, crushing it down, trying to shatter everything.

Taking a deep breath, Su Qinian mobilized all his strength, and in the divine court, the battle spirit stood up at once, and the ancient sky dragon perched on his shoulders raised his head, and let out a dragon roar that pierced through the past and the present.

hold head high!
On the immortal light blade like a knife and an arrow, a majestic dragon shadow emerged, as if an ancient dragon had revived and hovered above the blade.

boom!
The shackles of fate shattered, and the sharp blade pierced into the millstone of fate.

This is the Immortal Light Blade. The Ecstasy Dafa has evolved so far. From the original Jade Soul Arrow to the Great Light Arrow, and then to the Immortal Time Arrow, to the current Immortal Light Blade, the aura of detachment has become stronger and stronger, even if it is The shackles of fate must be broken, and the millstone that crushes fate must be pierced.

A corner of the sea.

This is an isolated island with several thatched huts and several fishing nets. An old man with white beard and hair is sitting on the reef by the sea and fishing.

On the blue and yellow bamboo pole, there is no hook on the crystal silkworm thread, but from time to time, a big fish that is ten feet long is thrown. There is no palm print on the palm of the bamboo pole.

Suddenly, the old man raised his eyebrows, raised one hand, clenched the palm into a fist, and lightly punched forward, sinking into the unknown nothingness.

On the fine iron ship.

In the world of memory, the millstone of fate stopped abruptly, and the immortal light blade pierced it inch by inch, as if it symbolized that the ever-changing fate was frozen, and was held down by the rotating gears of life.

hum!
Suddenly, a corner of the stagnant fate mill shrank rapidly, and a stone fist appeared in the knife mark that tore through the hazy world. The shrinking fate mill was surrounded by stars like stars, turning between the fingers and palms, a vicissitudes of ancient life The punch, like God's will, hit the immortal light blade.

"Fate Fist!"

Su Qinian's heart was shaken, and that day's punch landed on the Immortal Light Blade at the same time.

Bang!
It was as if the divine bell of the heaven was being rung, or as if the ancient master craftsman was forging iron, the blazing light burst out, and in the sea of ​​consciousness, the battle spirit belonging to Su Qinian shook for a few times, and when he opened his eyes, the world of memory had collapsed, leaving only The old saint with a dull face looked at him stupidly.

Then run the soul-absorbing technique, what Su Qinian saw was only chaos.

Even his immortal will was shaken, and the Heavenly Fist hidden behind the millstone of fate caught him off guard, but in the final analysis, the person who made the strike was too strong, so strong that even the current him felt a sense of powerlessness. (I'm asking for a subscription, I'm asking for a ticket, I'm a bit stuck, today there's only one chapter, let's take ten steps to sort it out, I haven't updated it for a long time, my brain is a little fighting. o(╥﹏╥)o)

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