Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 2170 The sky is cracked, the phalanx of the god king!
Bang!
The altar of the ancestral land of the Naga clan shook violently, and the death sword fell from the sky. Various runes of the origin of death were intertwined on Ujingo's body, and turned into a quiet black river, submerging the entire ancestral land.

Outside the altar, Su Qinian glanced at the Great Emperor Mingyuan and didn't say much. Among the Supreme Emperors, some of them have lived for a long time and have such a keen grasp of the situation. They made decisions in a split second without the slightest sloppiness. The Emperor of the Mingzu gave up his plan to retreat, and wanted to fight the Naga Saber with him, pull the edge of the emperor back, and weaken the mighty power of knocking off.

clang!clang!clang!
Sparks of blazing order splashed, like dao lotus blossoms blooming in the void. The ancient altar in front of me did not know what kind of material it was made of. What a deep imprint it leaves.

The Naga Saber clanged and clanged, and the blue-black blade vaguely illuminated the world of the supreme Dao of the Six Directions, engulfing and crushing all external forces, even the edge of the Tianbei from the Xiuming Saber, which made Su Qi Nian fight. He became more and more motivated, and he understood that it wasn't that the sealing method was not working, or that the power of the Tianbei had lost the majesty that even the gods could suppress, but that his morality was not enough, and he was broken by force. Received the sacrifices of the two great emperors of the same origin, plus the supreme original imprint that swallowed several imperial weapons, it has infinitely approached the level of the emperor's heavenly soldiers, and under the domination of the fragments of the Xiantian River map, it is in harmony with the backwaters. The heavens and the sea resonate, and the mighty power is even stronger.

If it wasn't for the emperors taking action to restrain the Xiantian River Map and the imperial weapons of the clans that were drawn by the Xiantian River Map, he would not have had such an opportunity to sharpen his sword skills with such an extremely revived imperial weapon that was close to the level of the Heavenly Soldiers .

Emperor Mingyuan's arm shook violently, and his muscles and bones ached. He could clearly hear the cracking sound of the tiger's mouth. , the young war emperor of the human race is terrifying, among the emperors, who else can check and balance?Twenty years later, Emperor Mingyuan was extremely worried about whether the other strongest under the emperors could still stand shoulder to shoulder with them.

But he also understands that if he retreats now, he will inevitably be criticized by the superiors of the various clans in the future. Although he is not afraid, he is also unwilling to go against the general trend. This will not benefit him at all on his way to become emperor.

groan!
The light of the Xiuming knife is as deep as black jade, and the sound of the knife is like the long cry of the innate god cicada at the beginning of the creation of the world in mythology. Wrapping around the blade, the sacred scriptures of Chunyang's original fragments and the scriptures of the Emperor of the Emperor complement each other. At this moment, Su Qinian's body is in harmony with the blade, his heart is in harmony with the blade, and his spirit is in harmony with the blade. Far beyond the scope of incarnation as a knife, it is a faint step further than the permanent presence of God's will. Gradually, every time he swung a knife, there were faint and colorful knife marks. As soon as he came out, the momentum of the knife also increased.

"This is... the Road to the Heavens!"

Emperor Mingyuan had a thought. As the descendant of Suotian, this human war emperor also inherited the road of the heavens, but what he, and even countless strong people in the endless years, couldn't figure out was that no one had ever walked the road of the heavens. Why are there still people who are obsessed with it.

Of course, it is undeniable that that Suotian Taboo, in addition to the Heaven Punishing Spear, relied on the All Heavens Fist, which was deeply engraved in the war history of the various clans in the long river of time.

The Naga Saber trembled slightly, and the ancient altar also swayed slightly. As Su Qinian's saber momentum increased, the pinned Naga Saber was gradually shaken. This made Emperor Mingyuan's eyes shine, The Tianhe map pulls the imperial weapons of the thirty-six clans. This is to gather the power of all the imperial soldiers in the highest formation, and the heavens pour down to knock down the barrier together. It must weaken the power of percussion.

Kingdom of the gods.

At this moment, on that stalwart sacred mountain, on an ancient glazed throne, sat a hazy figure, whose whole body was shrouded in the auspicious glow, and suddenly, two frightening beams of light shot out from the auspicious glow. It seems gentle, but its stalwart is boundless. It penetrated the kingdom of the gods and sank into the depths of the sky.

Boom!

The vast starry sky shook violently, as if a boundless catastrophe had descended, or as if billions of thunderbolts exploded, sweeping across the starry sky of a hundred realms.

The sudden stalwart aura made the creatures of all races breathless and felt a strong sense of suffocation, especially the many supreme creatures, who showed panic on their faces. Even the emperor's eyes trembled and his mind trembled. What level of power is it? It seems to shake the entire heavens.

In the ancestral land of the Naga clan, Su Qinian also trembled, the Xiuming Saber blew softly, and turned around on its own, lying across his chest. This was the first time Su Qinian saw the Xiuming Dao with such a clear sense of fear.

What a terrible breath!

Su Qinian, who is as strong as he is now, can't help but take a deep breath. His immortal will is trembling. It's not that he is afraid, but his spiritual will comes from the instinctive shock. What kind of creature is this, Su Qinian? I am a little uneasy. This majestic aura seems to be far behind even the emperors. Could it be that in the land where the gods slept, some gods revived and broke free from the stele?
If we talk about the current world, there are still odd numbers that the emperors can't control, and there are only gods. These powerful men who have been dormant since ancient times have only been passed down in mythology, and they have not been obtained in this world. It is confirmed, but it must be above the supreme god of the ninety-nine calamities.

The depths of the sky are turbid at the moment, even if Su Qinian reflects it with a bright heart, he can't see through it, but in the dark, through the abnormality of the life-saving knife, he feels more and more uneasy. It is not something he can deduce and grasp.

"That adult made the move!"

In the kingdom of the gods, the eyes of the bloodlines of the gods were shocked. They looked up at the top of the majestic mountain, showing a look of incomparable awe. At the same time, some god masters who had lived for a long time couldn't help but appear in their minds. The memory of the adult who made the shot, even in the ancient heavens, was accompanied by many controversies. He was really a great existence that made them love and hate.

hum!
At the next moment, every ancient strong man with the blood of gods flowing in his body suddenly lost control of the authority of the gods, or in other words, the heavens and myriad ways broke away from their control, like countless strands breaking free from the shackles. , the giant dragon that had recovered from its slumber, and then, they saw a gap in the depths of the sky, a gap like golden jade and glass, and a pure yang like a vast ocean, enveloping the aura they were familiar with, pour down.

The barrier between the two worlds has been penetrated!

Every bloodline of the gods can't help showing fanaticism in their eyes. They can return to the heavens to make up for the life essence lost due to the changes in the heavens. In this cage of the lower world, even though he broke free from the suppression of the Twilight Monument, he could only wait for his way back to extinction.

The ancestral land of the Naga tribe.

Su Qinian's eyes froze. There is no doubt that this was the scene he was most unwilling to see. At least at the moment, neither the other races nor the starry sky clans were ready for the arrival of the new gods in the heavens. The old gods in the place where the gods sleep, the vast starry sky, absolutely cannot withstand the second battle of the gods.

"This is the opening..." The Emperor Mingyuan murmured holding the Meteorite Spear in his hand. As the emperor, he was also a little absent-minded at this time.

For the beings of all races in the vast starry sky, even for the emperor, the emperor is the supreme fruit, possessing the strongest power in the world, even if life and death are finally separated between the emperors, before that, there is no There must be mutual winners and losers. From ancient times to the present, in the recorded history of royal wars, there has never been a single emperor who overwhelmed the emperors. situation.

Now, the emperors joined forces to attack the heavens, but they failed to prevent the barriers of the two worlds from being pierced. Even as the emperor, the Emperor Mingyuan couldn't help but feel a little dazed. The vast starry sky is really different from the past. This is the interweaving of two eras , the ultimate showdown between the two paths of practice, right now it seems that they are at a disadvantage.

and many more!

Suddenly, Su Qinian's heart trembled, vaguely, from the gap like golden jade and glass, pouring down, in addition to the ocean-like clear air of heaven, there seemed to be drops of bright red blood.

The kingdom of the gods, the top of the stalwart mountain.

On the glazed throne, the young man in white robes sitting upright, with long black jade-like hair dancing lightly, revealed his true form from the rich auspicious clouds. It was a snow-white finger bone that fell from the crack of the sky, accompanied by drops of bright red. The fresh blood, every drop of blood, is more majestic than the stars, not to mention the phalanx, it is even bigger than the Milky Way. This is not the appearance of the law, but the real shape. It will not exceed one hundred and eight thousand feet.

What creature's finger bone is that?

Not only Su Qinian, the vast starry sky, but also many supreme beings witnessed this scene. The entire universe seemed to be trembling, as if it could not bear the death of this amputated phalanx. On the snow-white phalanx, there are many ancient and Mysterious textures, astonishing evil spirits, permeated from the phalanx, making the heavens on this side groan, as if they could tear apart the universe, the clear light rain fell into the depths of the sky, and a long river flowed from the depths of nothingness looming.

The long river of time and space is reflected, and what kind of existence does the penetration of the barriers between the two worlds lead to?
Su Qinian took a deep breath. This is no longer a field that emperors like them can touch. The knife is so restless, so restless.

"That's... the finger bone of the god king!"

At this moment, in the kingdom of the gods, there is the God Lord of the Eight Tribulations who has lived for a long time and couldn't help but gasp. The texture on the snow-white finger bones, and the picture of the evolution of the gods in the heavenly skills passed down by his ancestors There are striking resemblances between the pictures and engravings.

(End of this chapter)