Chaotic Sword God

As one of the ancient families that have been passed down for countless thousands of years, the Ziwei family has experienced generations and reproductions. Naturally, there are countless people in the family. They are all in the unit of billions. It is just this family residence like a fairyland on earth. The area is no less than a large area in Yunzhou.

In the Ziwei family, almost all the strong Beginners are in a state of retreat for a long time, only some young clansmen with low cultivation bases are moving around, accompanied by the laughter of some children.

The entire crape myrtle family presents a scene of prosperity and vitality.

But without exception, whenever these young people, or some older people in the clan, look into the depths of the clan, when the purple scorching sun hangs high in the sky, they all reveal the color of reverence from the heart. .

Because the purple scorching sun that illuminates the entire family is the pride of their Ziwei family, and it is also the confidence that their Ziwei family can stand on the top of the holy world.

That round of scorching sun was one of the Eight Great Sages, the Sages of the East!

The sage of the east did not live in the Supreme Temple, but sat for nine days, his body exuding ten thousand meters of glow, and it looked like a purple scorching sun, reflecting the world of the heavens.

Because the cultivation base has reached their level, the state of mind has long been extraordinary, ignoring the mundane world, sitting in a closed position has long become a daily routine, even if the sacred world is changing, there are few things that can disturb them.

Even the eternal dynasty changes, the rise and fall of top powers, are nothing but a passing smoke in the eyes of the sage.

"Who is so presumptuous!"

Suddenly, in the purple scorching sun that was transformed by the holy monarch from the east, there was a deafening loud shout, and the voice was filled with unquestionable majesty.

In the next moment, in the astonishment of countless members of the Ziwei family, the purple blazing sun that reflected the Ziwei family disappeared, and the figure of the sage of the east had appeared outside the guardian array of the Ziwei family.

The soaring purple light radiating from him has not diminished, but has become stronger and stronger. The blazing purple light is like a blazing flame, so strong that it makes people afraid to look directly at it.

The monstrous light completely submerged the figure of Donglai Shengjun, no one could see his true body, especially the turbulent weather that dominated the world from him, it made him feel like a divine residence, sitting high. Nine days, mighty and inviolable.

As soon as he arrived at the guardian formation of the Ziwei family, the sage of Donglai, who was hidden in the overwhelming purple light, saw the energy barrier that quietly appeared on the sky at a glance.

In the next instant, the surging weather that emanated from the Donglai Shengjun suddenly fluctuated violently. The dazzling brilliance of the purple sun also appeared violently swaying. The purple light that was originally as strong as the scorching sun suddenly became dim. .

"This energy is not impossible, it is absolutely impossible." The sage of Donglai, who was still shaking the sky a moment ago and possessing invincible power, suddenly felt as if he had been greatly stimulated, and he exclaimed in disbelief. That face hidden in the purple brilliance also became more solemn than ever in an instant.

"Eastern Sage, I haven’t seen you for ten thousand years, I don’t know if you still remember this princess!" Fang Jing's figure quietly appeared in front of Donglai Sage. Jun is different, Fang Jing's whole person looks very ordinary instead, all her breath is covered up, she looks like an ordinary person with a peerless style.

The face hidden in the purple brilliance of Donglai Shengjun suddenly changed, and he subconsciously exclaimed: "You didn't die? No, it's impossible, this is absolutely impossible. You were clearly beaten by the four of us back then. You die, how could you still be alive"

A huge wave was set off in the heart of Donglai Shengjun, and in his mind, the scene from ten thousand years ago reappeared uncontrollably.

Back then, when he joined forces with Daotian Sage Monarch, Thunder Sage Monarch, and the original owner of Wangulou Building, the four of them had just been extremely difficult to destroy the appearance and spirit of the powerhouse from the immortal world.

For this reason, the Thunder Sage also ended up with a serious injury, and the injury has not yet healed.

But right now, the immortal realm powerhouse who could only be killed by the four of them joined forces that year, unexpectedly appeared in front of him again in a peak state.

How can this not surprise him?

Because by his side, there is no longer the three strongest people, Daotian Sage, Thunder Sage, and Ten Thousand Bone Tower.

This caused Donglai Shengjun's heart to sink to the bottom in an instant.

Suddenly, the sage of Donglai pinched his finger and pointed at the guardian formation below. In an instant, the guardian formation of the Ziwei family exploded with earth-shattering energy.

However, this energy did not hit Fang Jing, but turned into a wave of transmission power, instantly enveloping all the strong in the Ziwei family, and with its huge power of guarding the formation, the Ziwei family All tribesmen were sent to the highest temple.

In an instant, the huge crape myrtle family became empty, and there was no other figure except the sage of the east who exuded a ten thousand ray of light.

As for the sage of the east, he appeared in front of the energy barrier laid down by Fang Jing with the world's pen, and immediately a divine sword with shining purple light emerged, exuding a breath of horror that was earth-shaking.

This divine sword is extremely powerful, and as the power of the divine sword awakens from sleep, the monstrous momentum evokes the sound of ten thousand ways, and the laws of order seem to flash out of nothingness.

This magic sword is a supreme artifact!

However, Donglai Shengjun holding the Supreme Divine Sword did not kill Xiang Fang Jing, but did not hesitate to slash towards the energy barrier under the pen of the world.

When the sage from the east slashed on the energy barrier with a sword containing the mighty power of destroying the heavens and the earth, it did not burst out the imaginary roar. I saw that the energy barrier released waves during the violent fluctuations. Mysterious and mysterious power.

When this force came into contact with the supreme artifact of the Donglai Shengjun, the monstrous power contained in the supreme artifact was rapidly decomposing and fusing together.

"The endurance of this level of enchantment has a limit. If the four of us are there, we can break it with a single blow, but right now, there is only one person." Donglai Shengjun's heart is bitter, and his face has become unprecedentedly heavy. From his realm, it is natural to see that this level of barrier completely divides the heaven and the earth.

"Hahahaha, the holy monarch from the east, you who lived ten thousand years ago, have you ever thought that there will be today?" Fang Jing laughed, and the momentum of the Nine Heavens in the Great Beginning Realm rose to the sky. Come to Shengjun.

"The cause of the year is the result of today. From now on, the Ziwei family has been removed from the Holy Realm." Fang Jing's eyes were indifferent, and the killing intent in her eyes was overwhelming. She directly rushed into the purple scorching sun transformed by the sage of the east. In the middle, a world-shaking decisive battle with Donglai Shengjun.

As one of the eight great sages of the holy world, the strength of the east sage is naturally exceptionally strong, holding a supreme sword, practicing Taizun exercises, and mastering a variety of terrifying secret techniques passed down by Taizun. Too respectable descendant.

And in his body, there is the purest blood of Taizun.

Therefore, the strength of Donglai Shengjun is by no means comparable to the left and right elders of the Thunder God family.

Not to mention the left and right old elders, even if they are some of the strongest in the Nine Heavens, their combat power is far inferior to that of the sage from the east!

Suddenly, in the sky above the Thunder God family, outside of the guardian formation, a thunderous roar came from the purple scorching sun transformed by the holy monarch from the east. A terrible energy storm raged across the world and gave the guardian formation below them all. The constant swaying of the impact, the energy that guards the large array, is being consumed at an incredible speed.

However, no matter how fierce the battle here is, all energy storms and all movements are completely sealed within the energy barrier of Tianxia Pen, and outsiders can't perceive the changes here.

In the purple scorching sun, the coercion of the god-level combat skills continued to spread, and the sage of the east had come out with all the means, and various god-level combat skills and ancient secrets were emerging in an endless stream, constantly displaying from his hands.

"Heavenly Way!"

Suddenly, Fang Jing's tender drink came from the purple hot sun. The next moment, there was a loud noise, and the purple scorching sun exploded, turning into a sky full of purple air and disappearing with the wind.

A figure fell from mid-air, vomiting blood in his mouth, and in his hand, it was a supreme divine sword whose color was obviously darkened.

This figure is exactly one of the eight sages from the East!

Donglai Shengjun is a tall, middle-aged man, but at this moment, his burly body is falling rapidly from the sky, hitting the guarding formation below with a "bang", the huge impact force makes The light of the guardian array flickered rapidly.

I saw his face pale, his brows appeared malaise, the purple robe he was wearing had also become tattered, and the blood had already dyed his whole body red.

Fang Jing held the world's pen and drifted down, her clothes were neat and she breathed into the sea, the whole person looked calm and relaxed, in sharp contrast with the embarrassed Donglai Sage.

She walked to the Donglai Shengjun calmly with broken steps, her eyes were full of coldness, and there was a deep hatred and killing intent in it.

Donglai Shengjun slowly stood up, staring at Fang Jing with extremely solemn eyes, and slowly said: "Do you think you can avenge the old man by killing this monarch? Your real enemy is not the original monarch, isn't it? Sage Thunder is not Daotian Sage, nor is it the owner of Wangulou."

Upon hearing this, Fang Jing's gaze condensed, and her complexion changed subtlely. Her indifferent eyes stared at Donglai Shengjun for an instant, and said almost every word: "What did you say?"

"Hahahaha, ridiculous, until now, you still don't know who your real enemy is?" Donglai Shengjun coughed up blood and laughed.