All My Disciples Are Kings

 People in the divine world are different from other ascetics.

Just as spiritual energy is inferior to immortal energy, immortal energy is also inferior to divine energy.

 So generally speaking, between the gods and other cultivators, the cultivators of the gods can have an absolute advantage in the same realm.

Even though Ning Zhou is only in the early stage of the Demigod Realm, compared to other cultivators in the great realm, he already has the strength of the mid-stage Demigod Realm.

 But that’s why.

When Ning Zhou saw the power released by the sword in Ye Qiubai's hand, he was even more shocked.

Obviously he was only in the ancestral realm, but he was able to take out such a weapon that made him feel no desire to resist and spread fear in his heart.

 But... can an Ancestral Realm master control this sword?

Ning Zhou gritted his teeth slightly.

No matter what, we must deal with it with all our strength, otherwise not only will this fragment of page not be obtained, but even the tasks assigned by the above will not be solved!

Thinking of this, Ning Zhou no longer hesitated.

Stepping forward with his right foot, he stepped heavily on the ground. The already cracked earth cracked again!

 Only the two rows of candle dragon statues and the stone platform with the fragmentary pages of the Book of Mountains and Seas had no impact whatsoever.

Ning Zhou clenched the hilt of the giant sword with both hands and thrust it into the ground with a roar!

 Immediately, he bit his finger and smeared the blood on the body of the giant sword.

 At this moment, a huge force of domineering energy soared into the sky!

 This violent and domineering aura spread into the surrounding space, covering everyone present.

The unparalleled violent suppression force even caused most of the students to fall directly to the ground, unable to get up at all!

Such a powerful force that even some people present who were in the same realm as Ning Zhou could not bear it.

 It is hard to imagine how Ye Qiubai should deal with it.

Ning Zhou stared at Ye Qiubai with a wild look on his face, his eyes were bloodshot and bloodshot, and he grinned wildly: "To be honest, you can be proud of being able to push me to this point, but only now, after all, you have no future. ”

Just say a few words.

The violent sword intent and blood began to condense, and a **** giant holding a giant sword gradually solidified!

And Ning Zhou gradually floated up, suspended between the blood-colored giant's eyebrows.

This **** giant as high as the sky made the entire sky look blood red, and this space was filled with blood mist dominated by violent sword intent!

Looking at this scene, Ye Qiubai looked solemn.

 Sure enough, no one in the divine world is simple.

If you don't use the power of Qingyun Sword, you may not be able to defeat the opponent easily.

Think of this.

 Ye Qiubai held the hilt of the sword with one hand and started to exert force!

The hand holding the hilt of the sword began to have wisps of kendo power floating out from the Qingyun Sword, like threads entangled in Ye Qiubai's hand, as if it was constantly extracting the power from Ye Qiubai's body.

 Click!

The scabbard shook, and the simple sword body was gradually pulled out by Ye Qiubai!

 An extremely sharp sword energy spurted out from it!

Feeling the sword energy, Ning Zhou's expression condensed, and he knew he couldn't wait any longer.

With a soft drink, the **** giant held the huge sword in both hands and slashed at Ye Qiubai from top to bottom!

 The huge sword struck down, and what fell down seemed not to be a sword.

Looking upward, a huge black shadow enveloped the land, as if a mountain range had fallen!

Ye Qiubai's eyes narrowed and he gave a light drink.

The sword intent swirling around Ye Qiubai began to riot like boiling water.

At this moment, half of the Qingyun Sword's blade was suddenly exposed in this space.

The extremely sharp sword intent crazily cut through the surrounding space, even emitting bursts of sharp sword roars.

“This…is this an attack that an ancestral realm swordsman can perform?”

“What is the grade of this sword? Why can’t I see it clearly?”

"Isn't the mortal world just rebuilt from ruin? I'm afraid only the ancient families and top forces in Cangxuan Continent have weapons of this level, right?"

That monstrous sword intent hit the **** giant's sword head-on!

  The falling trend of the giant sword also stopped at this moment.

Even at the moment of contact, this giant sword was already full of cracks!

There is no need to look at it. Just the sword intent coming from the giant sword made Ning Zhou feel an irresistible power.

Countless small holes suddenly appeared on the entire **** giant, and violent sword intent flowed out of those small holes.

Has it such power even before it’s completely pulled out?

If they were all pulled out... Ning Zhou could not imagine what kind of power that would destroy the heaven and the earth would be released.

Ning Zhou’s eyes were cracked and he shouted loudly at Ye Qiubai: “Who are you?!”

 Ye Qiubai did not answer.

Withdrawing half of the Qingyun Sword will immediately drain all the immortal energy from Ye Qiubai's body, and his energy and spirit will also fall into an extremely weak state in an instant.

 But now, although it feels like a large amount of fairy energy has been absorbed, it is still within an acceptable range.

 After Ye Qiubai thought for a while, he looked at the giant sword and the **** giant that were not completely broken.

Step forward with your right foot, give a deep shout, and exert force on your palm again.

 At this moment, two-thirds of the sword body is revealed to the world!

The sharp sword intent, which was several times stronger than before, split the surrounding space into black holes one after another.

 The clouds in the sky are all dispersed!

This sword intent like a gust of wind and tsunami rushed towards the **** giant crazily!

 The giant sword shattered in an instant.

 Leaving not a single trace.

The storm-like sword intent kept moving, and under Ning Zhou's fearful gaze, it enveloped the **** giant as high as the sky.

 The **** giant was destroyed directly.

Ning Zhou was caught in the sword intent of the storm. The giant sword in his hand had been twisted into powder, and his body was gradually collapsing.

Pieces of flesh, flesh, and bones were cut off by the sword energy, and then turned into ashes.

Ning Zhou kept roaring in pain.

 “Kill me, you mortals will not be able to get out of this ruins!”

 There was no begging for mercy.

 Think about it from his perspective. If it were Ning Zhou, it would be impossible for him to let his opponent go at this time.

 After the body and soul were destroyed, a divine light burst out from it and then disappeared into the world.

Seeing this, Ye Qiubai frowned slightly, but now he was powerless to stop the message from being transmitted.

With two-thirds of the Qingyun Sword drawn out, Ye Qiubai may not have fallen into a coma, but now he only has less than 20% of his strength left...

Hurryly put the Qingyun Sword back into its scabbard and put it away immediately.

Everyone looked at this scene and looked at each other.

Looking at Ye Qiubai walking towards the stone platform step by step, he did not step forward to stop him.

 It should be said...Who dares to step forward to stop it?

 What if the opponent draws out the sword whose level cannot be seen again?

Tan Zongzhao and Mu Ziqing also came to Ye Qiubai at this moment.

Mu Ziqing quickly gave Ye Qiubai a pill to drink and then asked worriedly: "Are you okay?"

Ye Qiubai shook his head, walked to the stone platform, and picked up the broken page.

 The portrait above is exactly the same as the candle dragon!

At the same time, there is an introduction next to it.

 The Classic of Mountains and Seas: The Northern Classic of Great Wilderness.

 Zhulong...(End of this chapter)