Proud Sword Emperor

Chapter 281

Every Immortal Lord of the Six Paths will erect a statue of himself in the Immortal Land for worship by people in the wilderness, which can gather the power of all immortals and condense them into the foundation of becoming a god in the future.

This is an opportunity that only the immortals of the Six Paths can have. If they can become gods in the future, this kind of foundation will bring great help. Go to penance for thousands of years.

Relatively speaking, once the foundation of becoming a god is established, it cannot be used and consumed before becoming a god. As long as it is used, the foundation will be shaken, and there is no hope of becoming a god.

Now that Jian Wureg mobilized the power in his statue, he would ruin his future and ruin his future martial arts.

"Jian Wugui, you have spent too much money for these people!"

The immortals standing in the sky narrowed their eyes. Jian Wureg is the strength of the Immortals of the Six Paths, and as the suzerain of the number one force in the fairy world, his personal combat power is also the strongest in the entire fairy world. If Jian Wureg does not stay and fight to the death, Instead, he chose to escape alone, and no one in the world could stop him.

In other words, everyone may die today, but Jian Wureg may not die, but now Jian Wureg not only refuses to leave, but even destroys his foundation of becoming a god. This move can be described as painstaking.

Jian Wureg's expression was dignified, his arms were outstretched, and there was a power pouring from the top of his head. This power was connected to the huge statue in the fairy land, and it came continuously, making his breath stronger rapidly.

As his strength rose, Jian Wureg looked solemnly at the enemies all over the sky. His body was tall and straight, full of solemn, serious, and serious temperament, and he said deeply: "When every disciple enters the sect, I have to treat them Speaking of entering the sect of Jianzong, they are members of Jianzong, as long as their names are still in the roster of Jianzong, I have the responsibility to protect their integrity and do my best to prevent them from being killed by the sword."

"These are the great wishes I made when I took over the position of the suzerain of Wanjian Sect."

Jian Wureg was narrating deeply, he was speaking to the enemies all over the sky, it seemed to be admonishing himself again, during the process of his speech, his aura became more and more terrifying, a layer of golden spirit that did not look like a fairy The light radiates from the back, about one foot wide, containing the power of the divine way, making all the enemies fearful and dare not attack easily.

"It's also since then." The divine light behind Jian Wureg became more and more intense, as if he was about to become a feather. Against the background of the divine light, he was as majestic as a god's mansion, and his voice became more serious: "I changed my name to Jian Wureg, and my name is Wureg , I have no regrets in my life!"

No regrets in life.

The four characters fell, and the divine light behind Jian Wugui solidified, hum!There seemed to be a roar from the earth, and the color of the sky suddenly changed, and there was a roar of thunder, as if there were clouds of calamity condensing.

The eyes of the world widened at this moment.

I saw a wing of divine light was born behind Jian Wugui, the light of the wing connects the sky and the earth, from thick to light, it seems to cover endless mountains and rivers for millions of miles, this situation, this scene, really has a kind of support for Wan Jianzong Dao Yun that can shield the wings of wind and rain.

The fly in the ointment is that there is only one wing of Shenguang on the left side of Jian Wureg, and there is no right side, and it is a single wing.

"Demi god!"

The pupils of the enemy all over the sky contracted, and a thrilling word popped out in his heart.

"It's still a demigod of the Winged God Clan!"

The Immortals of the Six Paths of all forces were shocked, and panic emerged for a moment.

It is rumored that in the God Realm, there are many gods and different gods. Compared with ordinary gods, there are many stronger and more special gods, collectively called different gods. The winged gods are representatives of the gods. Second only to the Imperial Clan.

Jian Wu regrets that if he becomes a god in the future, he will be a rare and precious winged god. Once he enters the world of gods, he will be drawn into the camp by the winged gods to focus on training. It can be said that the future is boundless, but...

After the shock, the hot eyes of the powerful enemies in all directions subsided, and turned into a kind of joy and pleasure: "Wing God, haha, Jian Wugui, you actually have the qualifications of the Wing God, what a pity, what a pity, today you have activated the foundation of becoming a god in advance, in the future It will never be possible to become a god!"

"I already know all this." Jian Wureg's expression didn't fluctuate in the slightest, he just shook the single wing on his back, feeling the vast demigod power in his body, and slowly fixed his eyes on the enemies all over the sky.

"I already knew..."

Everyone's heart trembled again, Jian Wugui could really have this kind of awareness for Wan Jianzong, destroying the future with unlimited future, just to protect Wan Jianzong for a moment, is it worth it?

Even the Immortal Monarchs of the Six Paths who were gloating at others' misfortune couldn't help becoming serious at this moment. In addition to being impacted by Jian Wureg's words, they were also threatened by Jian Wureg's demigod power at the moment.

Although Jian Wugui ruined the foundation of becoming a god, after all, his strength has greatly increased. Even if he condenses only one wing and becomes a demigod because it is too early and lacks strength, he is still a demigod with the power of a god!

"Wan Jianzong is behind me. From now on, whoever wants to harm them can step forward!"

Standing in front of the gate of the Wanjian Sect, Jian Wureg, holding a fairy sword in his hand and flying with one wing, accompanied by a more and more solid divine light, stood in front of the gate of the Wanjian sect, unparalleled for a time.

He didn't take the initiative to rush forward.

There are so many enemies, so vast and uncountable, even if he is a demigod, if he rushes into the enemy camp rashly and is besieged by strong men from all directions, he will inevitably end up in a difficult situation where he cannot be defeated with one fist and four hands.

In particular, the power of his body is obtained temporarily, consumed too quickly, and gone quickly. He clearly knows that with the strength of one person, unless the true god descends, it is impossible to defeat this overwhelming enemy, so he can only defend.

Isn't the original intention of him doing all this to delay time...

"very good."

The Immortal Lords of the Six Paths of each sect squinted their eyes and pondered, and fell silent after a cry, and they were in a short stalemate with each other.

The stalemate was only for a moment.

The Immortal of the Six Paths slowly raised his head, revealing a gradually ferocious sneer: "Understood, you procrastinate at all costs, not just for the sake of lingering for a while, right? It seems that you still have unknown trump cards..."

"I never said we would lose today." Jian Wugui faced it calmly, the confrontation was bound to happen, since it was going to come, then come, no matter what, he would take it with all his might.

"Then go to hell! Give me all! Even if he temporarily becomes a demigod, he is still a person. If we gather the power of the world, even a demigod can be slaughtered!"

Immortals of the Six Paths suddenly became ferocious, and raised their swords.

"Come on! Let's slaughter God with me today!"

"kill!"

Boundless, vast and endless enemies rushed towards Jian Wugui like a tide.

Jian Wureg stood upright, solemn, serious, and solemn, with his back against the Wanjian sect, covering the sky with one wing, protecting thousands of disciples, and killing the enemy with one sword.

"Shh!"

The radiant golden light of the demigod condensed into a ten thousand zhang sword gang, like the divine sword holding up the sky, cutting down all enemies with the thickness and violence of coercion.

This sword is dazzling, and it contains the determination to live without regrets.

When the sword gang flies and falls, blood like a tsunami is scattered in all directions, and the enemy is full of enemies, and 800 million people die in an instant!This is a shocking sword.

(End of this chapter)