Eternal Tianzong

Chapter 178 The virtual image of the emperor, time and space stand still!

"war!"

Concise and concise, Dao Lingxu spoke again, he raised his sword and stabbed out, this sword was simple and unadorned, but dragon chant was born for no reason in the four directions, the dragon chant roared, like the sky falling apart, the phantom of the fourth divine dragon rushed out and merged into his body middle.

Thousands of golden lights came out of his body, and he looked at it with sorrow. At this moment, on Dao Lingxu, he saw a phantom of a dragon god. However, this phantom of a dragon god was very dim, but it was also overbearing.

This sword seemed to pierce the sky, the sword surged, the sharp edge hunted, and the vacuum shattered, almost touching the void barrier.

The sword force on his body continued to condense, and the light of the Liuli sword soared into the sky like a pillar. At this moment, everything disappeared in Duanchou's eyes, and his fighting spirit became more and more intense. The air penetrates the body, as if to penetrate the sky and the earth.

Dao Lingxu has no dust in his heart, only the fighting spirit is overwhelming, he raises his sword and stabs out, evolving his own kendo edge, the golden sword light on the ancient dragon pattern sword flows and hides, Dao traces are derived, the tip of the sword stabs out in the air, and the dragon shadow transforms, A virtual image of the emperor wearing a nine-dragon crown and an emperor's dragon robe appeared, standing in the void.

I saw his majestic face, holding the king's sword in his hand, pointing at Duanchou, just like punishing rebels and crusading disobedient ministers!

Duanchou gazed at it, the general trend of swordsmanship was gathering and surging, and the endless sharpness was condensed at one point, killing coldly and sternly, destroying the sky and the earth.

Before the two swords met, the invisible swords collided violently, entangled and smashed, burst out the sky-shattering sword howl, the terrifying sound waves shook the four directions, and shattered in a vacuum, like a sky net enveloping the four directions of the hall. go.

The expressions of Daoxuan and others changed drastically, and they all retreated further away. Master Jingyue even used his supernatural powers to move hundreds of monks in the hall out of the hall, so as not to be injured by the aftermath, harm innocent people, and cause a tragedy.

The invisible sharp edge swept across and swayed out of the main hall, the thick cloud of smoke was scattered, and the green hills in the distance collapsed, and the green hills collapsed one after another. When a sharp edge fell, it flattened a peak, and a sword qi fell, splitting a small mountain .

"It's such a terrifying edge. Being shrouded by this edge, I just feel like I've fallen into an ice cellar, and my soul is terrified. I don't even have the courage to draw my sword."

The drunken Taoist poured several sips of wine, put down the white jade gourd in his hand, and lost his voice in panic. He never expected that the fighting power of these two people would be so terrifying. They are both real people of the Returning Source Realm, but he didn't even have the courage to draw his sword .

Before the battle, it was already defeated.

Master Yuqing's face was expressionless, his eyes flickered, and he held the Dao sword of Lei Guangming in his hand, his fingers and palms were pale, and his veins were exposed, which showed that his heart was not at peace at the moment.

Lei Baichuan's face was ashen, and he looked at the figure in the hall in disbelief, his lips moved, but he couldn't utter a word. Although he guessed that Duanchou was extremely powerful, he might not be his opponent.

But the terrifying power at the moment completely overwhelmed his mind, if he didn't have a detailed and feasible plan, he would be powerless to resist it, and maybe he would be killed by Duanchou.

The battle in the palace is long, but the battle between the two is only a short moment.

However, this is not over yet, Dao Lingxu seemed to have some strength to spare, the moment he slashed out the sword, the ancient dragon pattern sword was raised for the fifth time!

"hold head high"

The dragon's chant shook the sky, piercing through the sky, the phantom of the fifth divine dragon rushed out and merged into its body, the phantom image of the emperor became clearer, and there was already a seal in his hand, engraved on it was ordered by the sky, and his longevity was eternal.

Dao Lingxu stepped forward, and the emperor's sword power was condensed to its peak, revealing a vague feeling that I am the only one in the sky and on the earth.

Killing with a sword, the virtual image of the emperor stepped into the sky, in the majestic golden eyes, the mountains and rivers were shining for thousands of miles, and the four seas were rising. The sheath, the golden dragon devours, and punishes the ministers who fail.

"Mie Tian Jue Di, sword 23!"

Duanchou remained indifferent, and spoke indifferently, word by word, as if calmly narrating, unremarkable.

However, after his words fell, Duanchoujian pointed out that the supreme edge evolved into the Dao, extinguishing the world and shattering all dharmas.

A stream of glazed sword light shot out, and at this moment, the world was dark, and an invisible murderous intent enveloped the entire Lingmiao Peak. The sky was completely closed, the birds folded their wings, the waterfall stopped flowing, and the sapphire steps were dark and dark. There is a solitude between heaven and earth.

There is only a ray of light left, but there is no warmth at all, it brings endless despair, wipes out all vitality, and makes the entire hall and even the entire Lingmiao Peak shrouded in a terrifying atmosphere of despair and chilling.

There are only a dozen real people left in the hall, looking directly at the sharp sword light, the former is brilliant and majestic, like the emperor of heaven, those who disobey will die!

It makes them fearful, but they still have the strength to fight to the death.

But after Duanchou Yishijian 23 was shot, the light of the sky will be exhausted, and everything will be extinct. Although no one fell to the ground because of this terrifying sharpness, they still kept standing, but their whole bodies were stiff, and there was no possibility of moving.

At this moment, if time and space are reversed, and the sun and stars are shifting, time and space will also freeze quietly at this moment.

The eyes of Jingyue and others were horrified, but their pupils could not be narrowed.

Hundreds of monks outside the hall were terrified and wanted to scream, but they couldn't open their mouths anyway. They tried to struggle and resist with all their spiritual power, but unfortunately they couldn't get out of their bodies at all.

On the sapphire steps, there were thousands of figures from top to bottom. They gasped heavily, but the air between their chests, abdomen, mouth and nose did not flow at all. Their blood was boiling with the imminence of death and the extraordinary beauty of this sword. But the blood has already coagulated in the blood vessels.

Some people are incontinent, but the urine cannot wet the underwear.

There was not a single sound, and all the sounds were cut off without breath within the invisible barrier formed by the terrifying sword force. The rumbling thunder came from the blue sky, and the wind of the killing in the mountains became the subtitles of pantomime. Complete silence.

Even the invisible sunlight couldn't stop this sword strike. Countless rays of light criss-crossed faintly in the sky, illuminating the tiny particles of dust that were frozen in the air. dimmed.

Time and space are stagnant, everything is silent, loud voices are rare, and elephants are invisible!

Once the sword 23 is cast, the glazed sword light penetrates like a rainbow, but in this strange space, it seems to be stagnated by God, holding back the reins of the white horse of time, making this moment's gorgeous stop, enabling people to see clearly everything that happened.

Everything was frozen in the air, even the majestic virtual image of the emperor was no exception, turning into a depressing, suffocating, weird and terrifying painting!
Time and space froze, and everything fell into a standstill, except for this sharp finger, the misty and shining glazed sword light was extremely dazzling at this moment, like a death scythe, a sharp blade of judgment.

(End of this chapter)