Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 2027 Human and sword are united, and the extreme realm is bright! (ask for subscription, ask for monthly pass)

The Great Emperor of the Burial Dragon Valley was almost outrageously strong, the original fist print that attracted the power of the Tianbei, and even the emperor's soldiers dared to hit him directly, was directly offset by it, and all the power of the fist was wiped out.

"The physique of the Emperor Zhan is really extraordinary."

Even at this moment, the Emperor of the Dragon Burying Valley spoke in admiration, but his tone was still indifferent, while Su Qinian felt the edge of his fists slightly numb. The Dragon Valley Emperor has been immersed in the realm of the Great Emperor for many years, and he has already entered it as early as the end of the last era.

Clang!
The next moment, Su Qinian came out with his sword. For such an unprecedented opponent, he was not qualified to test, and he would not have the opportunity to find flaws. He directly moved the heavens of the flesh body, resonated with the eternal battle body, and the three-inch sky monument The phantom followed the eternal battle blood and rushed into the life-saving knife.

boom!
The hidden deeper edge was pried away, and a dark blade rushed up. His mouth was shaken, but he still held the handle tightly, and bathed in the chaotic atmosphere, he never showed his true face. The emperor, those indifferent and deep eyes, seemed to light up two magic lamps in an instant.

He stretched out a big strong hand, piercing through the chaos, his five fingers filled with black mist, between those fingers, it seemed that a world was buried, a group of dragons howling, the breath of death and disillusion intertwined, on his arm, even more One after another quaint dragon patterns emerged, and his five fingers became claws, shaking the black life-saving knife.

clang!clang!clang!
There are dark sparks splashing, breaking through the chaos, and rushing into the big universe, causing the galaxy to disintegrate and falling to the edge of the universe. In Su Qinian's body, the sound of the indestructible body chanting is magnificent, accompanied by the long chant of the ancient dragon, making people feel His will is clear, and his eternal battle body is scorching hot, burning all spiritual illusions. Where is there any chaos and universe? All the boundless killings aroused in the room were suppressed, and he couldn't rush out of the valley.

The life-saving knife was resisted, even if he leveraged the deeper and mighty power, he still couldn't suppress the current emperor of the Dragon Burial Valley. Those five fingers were like a prison in the sky, and it seemed that he could bury the world, especially for the dragon veins. At that moment, Su Qinian's vertebrate dragon seemed to wake up spontaneously, and the true form of the ancient sky dragon emerged in his body, making an ancient and boundless roar.

Bury the Dragon Claw!
This is the inheritance method of the Dragon Burial Valley, the dragon capture technique created for all dragon veins. At this moment, in the hands of the current Emperor of the Dragon Valley Burial, it blends death and destruction, and resonates with the supreme body of the Burial Dragon created the day after tomorrow. Power.

Based on the world of body and spirit, Su Qinian opened the great orifices of the five layers of divine treasures to the utmost, and the fresh energy of life poured down like the sea of ​​heaven, watering the eternal battle body. The Emperor of the Burying Dragon Valley fought fiercely, the ink-colored saber light was calm and domineering, cutting through the black mist continuously, but it was unable to leave half a knife mark on the dragon-burying claw.

Weird!
Eldest brother Luo Sheng stared at him. Before he broke into the Dragon Burial Valley, he faintly noticed something strange. Now it seems that this Dragon Burial Valley really has an unknown background, which has infinitely weakened the emperor's killing. As the great emperor of the Burial Dragon Valley, the trajectory of his shots can be clearly seen, not to mention a strong emperor like him, even ordinary sacred ones can be easily captured.

hold head high!
In the Burial Dragon Valley, the roar of the ancient sky dragon sounded. After entering the domain of the emperor of war, Su Qinian moved again, borrowing the power of the ancient sky dragon, turned into a totem of battle blood, and merged with the spine dragon, his whole body was brilliant in battle , the eternal aura is rising, the spirit is raised again, the life-saving knife is shaking continuously, the black jade-like blade cuts across the void, and wherever it passes, it completely shreds the black mist that filled the valley, that unparalleled domineering edge , making the deep eyes of the Emperor Burial Dragon Valley brighten up like never before.

"What a robbery knife!"

His tone was majestic and cold, and he moved his hands in uncommon unison. Countless complex and simple dragon patterns emerged on his strong arms. In a vague way, Su Qinian seemed to see one real dragon after another struggling from those arms. The majestic dragon head emerged, but the eyes of the dragon were full of dead silence and emptiness.

Then, the dragon patterns on both arms intertwined and spread to both hands, black dragon scales actually grew on the five fingers of the Dragon Burial Valley Emperor, which looked like a prison, and with a clang, they locked the life-saving blade.

what!
Su Qinian's eyes flickered, and those five fingers looked like five heavenly pillars. The great emperor of the Dragon Burial Valley evolved the true meaning of the Dragon Burial Claw, and reached an unimaginable state. The power of death and destruction clearly originated from the heavens, but Corroding the world of body and spirit, resisting the life-saving blade attached by the power of the sky monument, the cutting edge seemed to be buried in an unknown world.

hold head high!
Su Qinian swung the Zhandi Fist, evolved the original fist seal, and collided fiercely with the other Zhanlongclaw, as if two emperor soldiers were attacking, but this time, the Zhanlonggu Emperor was not the Wufang Emperor who belonged to the gravedigger , after colliding with hundreds of moves in an instant, crystal clear battle blood splashed on the front of Su Qinian's fist, which was pierced by the five fingers covered with black dragon scales, leaving five bloody finger holes.

"not good!"

On the Indestructible Dragon Boat, He Laosan let out a low voice. Although the younger brother is strong, he is the first war emperor since the vast starry sky, but after all, he has just entered this field, and at the end of the last era, he has reached the peak in the field of great emperors. Compared with the Emperor of the Burial Dragon Valley in the top realm, there is undoubtedly a gap that is difficult to bridge. No matter how powerful the hidden power of the Life-saving Knife is, if there is not enough power to pry it, it will not be able to reverse the general trend.

"war!"

In the Dragon Burial Valley, Su Qinian breathed out, making the strongest battle sound. The heavens of the physical body resonated with the eternal battle body. The orifices emerged one by one above the big dragon in the spine, piercing through each other, with the sound of a vast dragon chant, as if an ancient dragon had revived, and Su Qinian poured the power of the extreme peak into the Xiuming Dao, Even at the next moment, the sharpness of the Dao of the Sword all over his body froze, and his whole body shattered into endless sharpness. Accompanied by the radiant and inextinguishable brilliance of will, all of them fell into the ink-like blade of the Xiuming Saber.

hold head high!
On the ink-colored blade of the Xingming Dao, the entrenched ancient heavenly dragon seemed to come to life, cruising on the blade, and the blade of Xingming Dao, which was more than four feet nine inches long, suddenly burst out with a sharpness deeper than the color of ink. The sound was vast, like the roar of a heavenly dragon, and the entire Dragon Burial Valley was suddenly radiant, and the extreme black sharpness emitted was extremely gorgeous light.

puff!
There was a splash of gray-black emperor's blood, accompanied by fragments of black dragon scales flying, the emperor of the Dragon Burial Valley raised his eyebrows, and for the first time a strange color appeared in his deep and indifferent eyes. This robbery knife actually broke free from his dragon funeral Claw, let alone a newly promoted war emperor, looking at the world, ninety percent of the emperors can't do it.

And as a young strongman who was less than a hundred years old and entered the realm of the Emperor of War, with the help of the edge of this robbery knife, in the eyes of the current Emperor of the Burial Dragon Valley, Su Qinian already has the killing power comparable to that of the Great Emperor, even peerless. Emperor Dian, if he didn't have a strong enough inherited emperor soldier in his hand, it would be difficult to block the edge of this robbery knife.

At this moment, the Xiuming Saber was hanging in the air, and merged with Su Qinian's Saber. The black jade-like blade, with its extremely deep sharpness, reflected a light that was brighter than the sun in the sky. The living fossils of the older generation were full of emotions. They had only heard of this kind of extreme light. It was rumored that in the past, the god emperor Qingming had evolved this incredible power of light, killing an old enemy of the demons. Life and death, even among the gods, few of the gods and emperors have mastered this extreme power of light, which can be regarded as a peak achievement of the way of light.

It has to be said that the young Lord Xuntian has amazed the world today. This is a scene destined to be recorded in the history of the supreme war. Even if it relies on the power of weapons, the world can become the opponent of the Emperor Burial Dragon Valley. Looking at the vast starry sky, Can count on one hand.

"Not bad saber technique." The Emperor Buried Dragon Valley said indifferently, "but it's too complicated, all the ways are condensed, even if there is true intention to rule, it's the same, there are too many flaws."

In the Dragon Burial Valley, the five black-robed emperors who had heard this glanced at each other, and they all felt ashamed. They were both supreme emperors. In the eyes of the Taoist brother, it was just good, and there were even too many flaws. As a result, they became more determined, and only this Taoist brother was worthy of their entrustment to the choice they made.

On the burying dragon claw covered with black dragon scales, the three-inch knife marks healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, the broken dragon scales reappeared, the breath of death and disintegration permeated, and the aura of the dead who buried everything locked on the life-saving knife again.

"You still have another chance to strike."

The Great Emperor of Burial Dragon Valley's tone was indifferent and flat, and in his deep eyes, the fighting spirit that was born from the revival of the death knife gradually dimmed.

This is a power that suffocates even the emperors.

Senior brother Luo Sheng clenched the magic whip in his hand, let alone junior brother, even if he made a move now, there might not be a better chance of winning.

All of a sudden, the eyes of this senior brother who locked the sky moved slightly, and fell on Liu Qingchan. I saw this little junior sister who had always been as cold as a heavenly girl, even at this moment, she still did not change her face, just watching calmly. Looking at the life-saving knife that is one with the junior brother, and the direction of the handle of the knife.

Luo Sheng was startled, the one who was faster than him was still the Great Emperor of the Dragon Burial Valley, and in the chaotic atmosphere that floated, there was an indifferent voice: "It's finally here."

It was a slender and powerful palm, coming from nothingness, lingering with wisps of war brilliance, not very blazing, but like flowing water, condensed as solid as it was, grasping the black handle of the knife.

In the Dragon Burial Valley, the pupils of the black-robed emperor shrank violently. He could never forget the knife and the one who made the attack, which belonged to the young war emperor... the future body! (Please subscribe, thank you for your monthly tickets and rewards!)
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