Wanzun Sword Emperor

Chapter 197

Amidst the wind, rain and thunder, the body in white staggered back a few steps, a trace of red leaching from the arms.

Seeing the young master like this, Ye Qingyin hurriedly walked towards the white clothes.

But before Ye Qingyin walked in, Li Yisheng stopped her with the sword in his hand, "Don't come here."

His wounds cannot be healed by Lingyuan.

When it comes to time, heaven and earth will not tolerate it.

Otherwise, why are countless top powerhouses in the world a pile of dead bones and loess until the end?
Since he tried to use that field for the first time, he has already hurt the source.

If he hadn't used it in the mural world, even he would have died just now.

He is not yet the Great Emperor Realm, he is only the King Realm.

The higher you stand, the more you know the horror of this taboo.

Seeing the young master's body that was about to fall at any moment, Ye Qingyin opened his mouth.

She really doesn't understand that person.

For a moment, she felt that that person was too lonely, so lonely that it made people uncomfortable.

She ignored the young master's stop and walked towards him.

boom!
However, just as Ye Qingyin took a step, a thunderous sound shook the entire mural world.

In her gaze, a golden thunder suddenly rushed into the world of murals from above the nine heavens, and suddenly bombarded the white robed body!
That incomparably terrifying impact directly sent her flying, blood dripping from both wrists.

Even under the cover of layers of spirit gangs, they can't resist at all!
Under the dazzling golden light, Ye Qingyin saw the white clothes flying out.

The white clothes were dyed a dazzling bright red.

How can Li Yisheng, who has no spiritual energy, be able to resist this power of heaven?

Ye Qingyin screamed, but her voice was covered by Lei Yin, and her figure was even blocked out.

Those nine-day golden thunders crashed down one after another, making it impossible for people to get close!
Li Yisheng calmly glanced at the large bloodstain on his waist and abdomen.

The nine-day golden thunder is somewhat different from ordinary thunder.

The pierced wound was not scorched.

What they destroy is the origin within the body.

Destroy its origin, go to its foundation, the sea will be gone for a moment, and the years will dry up.

Without the origin, without the foundation, after a hundred years, the loess will be dust.

Seeing the golden thunderbolts crashing down one after another, Li Yisheng's scattered [Wind Wings] condensed again, stopped the falling trend, and then stretched out his palm, and the majestic spiritual power poured out without end.

In the sky, layers of purple crystal walls piled up, covering one layer after another, blocking in front of the white clothes.

[Purple Gold Six Circles], I don't know how many upper ways have been used in an instant.

However, no matter how many there are, they are still vulnerable to the Golden Thunder.

Those golden thunderbolts were shot down and bombarded on the purple crystal walls, and those purple crystal walls shattered like glass, destroying them.

boom!
boom!
boom!
The whole mural world is trembling.

A series of golden thunders exploded around Bai Yi, endless.

There are many others in the mural world.

But there was no thunderbolt looking for those people.

Those Thunders have only one target, and that is the person who blasphemed the might of God!

In the sea of ​​thunder, that figure kept swaying with the wind and was submerged by the golden light.

Feeling the worsening injuries, Li Yisheng didn't make a sound, but his eyebrows condensed into the word Chuan.

He knew that there would be terrible consequences, but he didn't expect it to be this terrible.

However, it is clear that these golden thunders have been suppressed by the mural world, weakening their power.

What's more, he didn't expect that it was the bead that saved him at the critical moment.

The bead he couldn't see through.

That bead absorbed most of the power of the golden thunder.

Because of this, he stopped the last resort.

Although the current injury is serious enough, if you really want to use the last resort, I am afraid it will be difficult to recover for a long time.

The atmosphere was very oppressive, and many people dared not look directly at Tianwei.

The golden thunder that fell from the nine heavens lasted for a long time before dissipating slowly.

With the dissipation of the golden thunder, the violent weather in the mural world has cleared up.

However, in the sky, the person who should have appeared has long since disappeared.

Below the sky, the cliffs disappeared, and the ground was devastated.

Countless people looked at the empty sky, all stunned.

That person, dead?

Maybe dead?
No one can survive the terrifying golden thunder, especially without the spirit element.

Ye Qingyin stared blankly at the empty sky, her vision was a little dazed, and she couldn't believe it.

The person who always had a sense of distance was gone.

Her perception extended, but she still couldn't find that person's breath.

Under that golden thunder, she was not even qualified to stand beside him.

It turned out that this was the reason why the other party always liked to go alone.

The other party keeps going like this, until the end, how many people will there be by his side?
Ye Qingyin didn't know, the gap was too big.

Only at the same realm, only at the same level, maybe the distance can be shortened.

But that person was so unfathomable that she couldn't see the end at all.

A terrifying suction force suddenly pulled Ye Qingyin at this moment, trying to drive out the only person in the world who had comprehended the sword intent.

Ye Qingyin struggled frantically, but to no avail, she was dragged away from the mural world bit by bit.

The mural world that has been invaded must now be restored, so people who have comprehended the meaning of the sword will naturally not be allowed to exist.

Far enough away from the place where the golden thunder raged, in the tall stone forest, a figure in white clothes soaked in red leaned on the huge tree trunk.

He couldn't move, not even a finger.

The wound on his body was still bleeding.

But Li Yisheng was not worried.

This kind of injury can't die.

The power of repulsion from the mural world appeared, and Li Yisheng could clearly see that the struggling woman in mid-air was being repelled little by little.

Li Yisheng lowered his eyelids slightly, and then slowly closed his eyes.

He didn't even have the strength to speak, he needed to rest and wait for [Samsara Sword Manual] to slowly recover his body.

Then think carefully about what kind of sword intent can make him leave this ghost place.

Seeing that she was about to be excluded from the mural world, Ye Qingyin's voice spread through the mural world, "My lord, I'll wait for you outside! I know you're still there!"

Hearing the familiar words, Li Yisheng's eyelids moved slightly, but they didn't open.

Many years ago, Jinghong also said the same thing.
Outside, Ye Qingyin slowly recovered her vision.

Looking around, the Accord has been turned into ruins.

And at her feet, the mural is still the same mural, but there are many more stone figures in it.

Those stone men are all people who have not comprehended the sword intent, lost in it.

Ye Qingyin didn't want to find out how those people's bodies were sealed inside. Her eyes kept searching among the huge murals, but they found nothing.

(End of this chapter)