Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 1821 The world of body and spirit, the knife that cuts everything! (seeking subscription)
At this moment, the land under his feet, which is like golden jade and glazed glass, suddenly reflected a long and vast white river. Su Qinian saw himself standing on this long river, like a drop in the ocean, drifting with the rapids, and was about to be swallowed up. .

"Wings of Destiny!"

Su Qinian fixed his gaze, and at the moment his words fell, the nine beams of life-saving sword light, together with the nine real bodies of time, were brutally torn apart by two nine-color hurricanes.

Every inch of the pore was trembling slightly, and the heavens of the body were swaying. As the nine-color hurricane swept in, Su Qinian only felt that his luck was like a candle in the wind, which might go out at any moment. On the great river of fate, most of his figure has been swallowed up by the pale river of fate.

This moment, maybe not even a ten-thousandth of an instant, and it seems that a long time has passed. This disordered timing made Zhan Wang Qitian tighten his eyes. Let alone Su Qinian, even he is just observing The nine-color hurricane, across the arena of gods and demons, still felt a wave of palpitations. This terrifying killing involved the most unpredictable fate. Even the king of Dacheng had to raise his heart.

"Under the wings of fate, everything will decay, everything will turn to ashes, no one can defy the torrent of fate!"

The old woman of the flame moth line murmured to herself, no one knew better than her that the mighty power of the ancient emperor butterfly, she of the flame moth line, had in fact inherited the extremely thin blood of the feathered emperor butterfly, even so, After becoming a king, he will also usher in an unprecedented transformation, which is enough to stand shoulder to shoulder with such emperors as Kunpeng and Taotie, without losing the slightest disadvantage.

This is a taboo bloodline that is not allowed in the world, but in the eyes of the old woman of the Flame Moth lineage, it is more like another life extension of the ancient sky demon.

But looking at the engulfing nine-color hurricane, Su Qinian's eyes were blazing like never before, no longer the calmness before, the heart of Xuanhuang Dao was roaring, like a sky rising and falling, and the difference between the congenital pure sun The body resonates, reflecting the sky of the physical body, and the stars are shining all over the sky. Among them, the brilliance of destiny is also shining.

The imperishable pure yang aura burst out, like the innate pure yang aura of glass and gold jade, gushing out from every inch of Su Qinian's body like hundreds of millions of rays of light.

At this moment, his Dao heart was enlightened, the light reflected, the root power belonging to the innate pure yang body surged again, the stars resonated, and an unspeakable repulsive force was born. On the long river of fate reflected under his feet, his The reflection was like a dragon coming out of the water, soaring up, breaking free from the turbulent river of fate, he stood on the spot, letting the two nine-color hurricanes approach him.

Rumble!
The nine-color hurricane whimpered, but it seemed to have turned into the most violent cosmic storm at the moment of approaching. The nine-color misty wind blade was sharper than the heavenly knife, between illusion and reality, and it cut not only the flesh and blood, but also the spirit Will, and even deeper root matter.

But when Su Qinian stood there, he seemed to be an immortal statue. Although he was still in the heavens, his body and spirit were separated from the sky, and he formed a world of his own.

At this moment, all of his dharmas are not added to him, cannot be cut off, cannot be imprisoned, even the nine-colored hurricane fanned by the wings of fate cannot shake it in the slightest, that indestructible aura makes the jade-like eyes of a feathered emperor butterfly, For the first time, a look of shock appeared, obviously like this holy demon girl, she never thought that Su Qinian would use such a method to shake her fate.

Click!

On the desolate prairie, the ground under the feet of the old woman of the lineage of the flame moth was cracked, and the pattern of the barren pole was disintegrating. People can block the erosion of the Heavenly Wings of Destiny, but that is the subversive power of fate, the root supernatural powers belonging to the lineage of the feathered emperor butterfly, but it was caught abruptly like this.

"Impossible! Damn it! What is that indestructible aura!" The old woman of the Flame Moth lineage was going crazy, she didn't have the bearing of a supreme king at all, she looked more like a mentally disordered Even though they belonged to the same clan, the kings of the gluttonous clan couldn't help but move and kept a distance.

At this moment, the expressions of the supreme beings of all races became more dignified than ever before. This was the first time for most of them to see this young human race king fighting with all his strength. It is even stronger in guessing. Even some great kings are silent. The four clans paid such a high price, but they still failed to bury this man. Instead, they sharpened their bodies, more like a grand battle. Refining makes it stronger.

Thinking of the clans in the future, facing such a terrifying young supreme powerhouse, the souls of the clans will feel extremely heavy. Once such a person becomes enlightened, even the most ordinary Seven Realms Warlord becomes enlightened. Dacheng king, even the peerless king has enemies.

For the era of the human race, there has never been a young junior who has caused such anxiety among the tribes, but they have to face the reality that their wings are already full. , Maybe you can try your best to suppress this one, but the chances of winning are not great, and it is even more impossible to wipe it out. In this way, only the peerless king can suppress him with his own strength.

But peerless kings are so rare. Looking at the heavens, even if there are some powerful clans in the forefront, there may not be more than ten fingers in the clan. Each of them is a strong contender on the road to the emperor.

Although a Dacheng king can also walk on the road of God, compared with a peerless king, the confidence of becoming an emperor is more than ten times smaller. Someone once looked at the history of Supreme War and made an estimate. Among a hundred Dacheng kings, at most one person will become an emperor. Among the ten peerless kings, at least one became emperor. Compared with the Dacheng king, the peerless king is more like a higher fruit status in the king realm. Can not be broken.

In this way, if you miss today and want to hunt and kill this young human race king, it will only become more difficult as the years go by, and the price you have to pay will exceed the imagination of all races.

The arena of gods and demons.

Su Qinian, who was bathed in the nine-color hurricane, moved. He was like a heavenly dragon that had broken free from its shackles. With every step, the entire top of the sacred mountain shook violently. At the same time, a red gold saber fell from between his eyebrows. It was his sword of will, and at this moment, as it activated the indestructible state, body and spirit formed a world of their own, and the immortal edge of the red gold sword also exuded an indestructible aura.

The edge of the immortal will seems to be cut off from the heaven and the earth. Su Qi does not move for a year, and all dharmas will not be added to him, and cannot be cut off. But as he swings the sword of will, an ancient red gold sword light, crystal clear like glass, and all dharmas will also be cut off. It was torn apart like a silk rip, as if it could cut everything, broke into the nine-color sunlight, and violently collided with the nine-color sky wings of the feathered emperor butterfly.

Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang!
The two clashed like lightning, the wings of fate trembled extremely quickly, the nine-colored hurricane surged like a tide, and the feathered butterfly, a meter tall, was dreamy and blurred, flickering between reality and illusion, but Su Qinian's sword of will was even more unparalleled, With one knife after another, the turbulent nine-color hurricane was cut open and shattered like a bamboo, and even collided with the tentacles of the invisible soul. Gradually, people found that the feathered butterfly left the place, and it was like splashing ink. , retreating under the invincible immortal edge.

The feathered butterfly was suppressed!
This time, not only the old woman of the Yanmoth lineage, but even the kings of the Taotie clan showed signs of astonishment and even shock. At the age of twenty, he has not yet reached the full body, but with the power of the tentacles of the soul and the wings of fate, even the ordinary kings who have just entered the realm of Dacheng have to avoid the edge for the time being. They are destined to be invincible in the world. Words are nothing more than the length of years and months.

Who can suppress the feathered emperor butterfly, I am afraid that even the young emperors may not be able to do it, otherwise this lineage would not have disappeared in ancient times and become an untraceable taboo.

But now, this scene actually happened, and they couldn't help questioning it. The flapping of the Heavenly Wings of Destiny couldn't subvert the fate of the young Human Race King of War, turning him into ashes. Bing, how grand is the blessing of luck, the kings rarely condense into embryonic form.

Zhanwang Qitian took a deep breath. Although his tense heartstrings were finally relaxed, he still couldn't help but sigh with emotion. On Zhanwang Road, in this era, Suotian's lineage seems to be far ahead of Zhanhuang Palace.

Not only is there the only unrivaled war king in the world, but there is also a young emperor war king who has embarked on the ancestral blood transformation. The peerless king will not appear. The vastness of the heavens can crush the starry sky and look at all directions.

clang!clang!clang!clang!clang!
But at this moment, on the top of the sacred mountain, Su Qinian's fighting spirit has climbed to the most extreme peak in his life, the three great orifices of the divine treasure are opened, and the [-] indestructible runes belonging to the fourth divine treasure are also shining Brilliance, blazing to the extreme, vaguely, he heard continuous broken sounds, which belonged to the seventh boundary of Zhanwang Road, as his energy and spirit boiled to the utmost, the root power of the innate pure yang body As it surged, dense cracks appeared, and strands of unspeakable crystal blood seeped out.

boom!
On Su Qinian's body, the aura that had already climbed to the top rose again, and the sword of will clanged. On the crystal clear and clumsy blade, the sacred phantom of the ancient sky dragon emerged, turned into a totem, and branded on the blade.

Clang!
A ray of red golden knife light, crystal clear like glass, but extremely quiet, cut off everything, and on the ground like a mirror under one's feet, the reflection of the long river of fate split and was divided into two, and the river of fate bifurcated again.

With a soft puff sound, misty blood splashes of nine colors splashed out, colorful and more dreamy than the aurora, but they also seemed to be pierced into the heart of the old woman of the flame moth line like mouthfuls of multicolored heavenly knives. (Please subscribe, thank you for your subscription and reward!)
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