Ten Thousand Domains

Chapter 2664
A sword sound was sharp, and a sword light swept over. It was as vast as Tianheng, and the white light was pure, showing the superb true meaning of the way of swordsmanship. Then, a young man with sword eyebrows and star eyes, a tall and straight body, and a breath of sword energy gradually appeared. man.

This young man is a true half-step supreme master.

"Jian Miao of the Sword Master Shenting received the true master of the Sword God, and cultivated a mouthful of heaven and earth sword intent. According to rumors, he only took one and a half eras to cultivate to half-step supremacy. In this new era, he will soon Grand plans."

As soon as everyone saw that Jian Miao took the fight, they immediately regained their spirits.

The God of Sword Lord was created by the Lord of Sword God. It is the most sword-savvy force in the heavens and myriad realms. Everyone cultivates swords, and the Lord of Sword God is extremely powerful, comparable to the existence of the king of hell. A sword intent swept across the nine heavens and ten places.

Jian Miao made a move, although it was a bit mean to bully the small, but within the scope of the challenge, he was not very old, at least he could beat the arrogance of this son of hell.

"Finally an eye-catching character has appeared, a semi-superior master, enough weight, worthy of my all-out fight, Senior Lord of Greed, please record this battle, I will use actions to tell hell kings, How vulnerable are the people of the heavens."

A strong fighting spirit rose from the eyes of hell. He did not panic because of Jian Miao's strength, but revealed bloodthirsty madness, and continued: "Even half-step supreme is just a prey in my hands."

The Lord of Greed nodded with a smile: "Son of Hell, you can fight freely, and I will record your achievements for you."

"Haha, this battle will be the prelude to the Great War of Hell. I, Son of Hell, will use your blood to inspire the army!"

At this moment, the breath of hell emanated from the son of hell, as if he had integrated the eighteen levels of the main hell and countless small hells into himself, turning it into a spectacle between heaven and earth.

In an instant, his hands grabbed it like a hook, like a thousand ghosts grabbing their hearts, crying and howling.

"No Life, No Empty Sword!"

Although the realm of the son of hell in front of him has not reached the half-step supreme, but he can use the way of hell and heaven. Jian Miao did not despise him at all, but was extremely dignified.

In the sky, blue blood and blue sky, a river of swords is flying.

But I didn't expect that this son of hell would be so powerful for eternity, with one hand so fierce that he would smash the Wusheng Wukong sword directly, and then the dark hell qi came, it was countless negative breaths, the deepest in the human heart dark place.

The terrifying claw directly took Jian Miao's life.

"No, this breath of hell actually seduces the cruel demon in my heart!"

This infuriating energy immediately caused some weak-willed people on the school field to look terrified, and the terrifying inner demons were agitated, just like the involuntary and uncontrollable destruction at the end of a cycle.

Mr. Su Xuan's face is solemn: "This battle is still not optimistic. Although Jian Miao is strong, this son of hell is the embodiment of negative. sin."

Sure enough, the vast sword energy surging around Jian Miao was dimming.

"The sword of Haoran, the clear sky and the blue sun, a drop of green blood transforms the loyal heart!"

At this time, Jian Miao knew very well the horror of the children of hell. He breathed out the mighty sword energy with his sword, and came to the world like an ancient sage, expelling the darkness, and passed on the scriptures of civilization. secret method.

"Okay, you can actually dispel my infuriating hell energy. You have some skills, but your magic power is still too weak to fight against hell. The meaning of hell is to form positive and negative poles with the heavens, one anode and one cathode , countless existences are unable to purify hell!"

A miniature image of hell appeared above the Son of Hell's head. During the constant changes, it turned into a long river, and countless negative auras condensed in it, like a dark god who destroyed the world.

"The mysterious source of hell!"

Lu Feng's heart was shaken, the source of hell is the foundation of Taoism and the source of the entire hell world.

Many hell existences are comprehending the profound meaning of this, and have evolved their own way of heaven, just like terror, greed, ferocity, and ferocity are just a kind of power in this long river.

This is an extreme negativity, the evil of all evils, the chief of all sins.

In terms of pure power, the source river of hell is not as powerful as the source river of hell, but the master of the god of the underworld is the strongest overlord, creating an era of civilization and promoting the existence of many reincarnation processes.

boom!
The appearance of this source river of hell plunged the school ground into darkness. Only the sons of hell gathered the incarnation of hell luck to summon this complete source river, which immediately suppressed Jian Miao and suppressed all his Taoism.

Jian Miao's body was entwined with black energy, and it was gradually decaying, turning into a rotten wood.

The origin of the Dao of Heaven in his body has been eroded, which is more terrible than any poison.

"Oops!"

Sensing that something was wrong, Jian Miao instinctively wanted to pull back, the sword in his hand had decayed and turned into a pile of rotten iron.

But just as he moved, a palm of the Son of Hell came over and slapped him on the body, making his current state as if he had fallen into the five declines of heaven and man.

"Oops, the son of hell summons the power of the river of hell, Jian Miao is no match for him!"

There were also some masters of the sword master Shenting who saw this scene, and they were so anxious that they shouted in panic: "Back, admit defeat, this battle is over!"

At the same time, there is a powerful master who has stepped into the ultimate destiny of the sword master, Shenting, and can't sit still, wishing to rescue Jian Miao immediately.

The Lord of Greed said lightly: "Life and death are determined. This Lord welcomes you to challenge the Sons of Hell, but if anyone interferes, even if there is the Lord of Guanghan, don't blame me for being rude, just kill me directly, unless you people of the heavens even No face."

The Lord of Guanghan did not speak.

At this moment, in the battlefield, Jian Miao, who was eroded by the negative atmosphere of hell, was already full of gray hair. He gathered the sword intent in his whole body, and wanted to make a desperate fight.

"Die, hell befalls!"

Endless cruelty appeared on the face of the Son of Hell, and the source of the river of hell bloomed in his hands. In an instant, a long river swept across the world, as if the terrifying ancient hell descended and killed Jian Miao.

Jian Miao stopped in mid-air immediately, without any movement.

The Son of Hell waved his hand, and the sword disappeared like dust in the wind, and then he said with a faint smile: "It's just to warm me up, and the half-step is only this mana, who else will come up? If not , I’m really going to return disappointed today.”

furious!

Arrogant!

This is Chi Guoguo's insult, there is no master among the heavens.

The bloodshot eyes of many masters present, how can they bear this kind of humiliation, but there is nothing they can do, because even Jian Miao died in his hands with a few tricks, even if a master like Xiao Lei Wang is on the stage, it will be useless.

And it is impossible to make a move if it is half a step above the Great Pole.

Immediately, he saw the son of hell standing in the air, spitting out insulting words, but no one was able to fight.

The Lord of Greed looked around and said with a smile, "Son of Hell, you have forgotten one person."

"Senior Lord of Greed, you mean the son of destiny among the heavens?"

The Son of Hell remembered something, and his eyes focused on Lu Feng: "But the Son of Destiny is nothing special, he will die if he dares to come up, but I can be merciful this time, if you kneel down and show your surrender to hell, you can spare him from dying." .”

(End of this chapter)