Legend of Swordsman

Clang!

The sword light is dazzling!

The terrifying power of disorder is also surrounding the sword.

Morosa saw this, and there was a look of fear in his eyes.

The fear that came from consciousness seemed to be brought to him by nature.

"Haha, nothing to say?"

Jian Wushuang sneered.

There was actually another reason why he was in such a hurry to come back.

Know why your opponent doesn't show up.

It was swallowed by the opponent.

"Don't be complacent, even if you have seven-star combat power, you won't be my current opponent!" Morosa was still stubborn.

At the same time, it also saw the potential of Jian Wushuang's horror.

Never stay.

Maybe it will be the next Realm King God, or even the Great Realm King in the future.

In a disordered place, such arrogance is not allowed in the starry sky.

must be removed.

Immediately, a terrifying black mist spread.

Divine power has also reached the peak of the eight-star cosmic god.

"Destroy me!" Morosa punched out, and with a huge buzzing sound, the black mist condensed into a monster with an ugly face, and shot towards Jian Wushuang.

Jian Wushuang was unmoved, holding the Sword of Myriad Tribulations in his hand, his consciousness rose.

Although he is not the universe god, the power of consciousness is much stronger than the universe god.

"This sword is for disorder!"

"Everlasting is also an enemy!"

"Disorder and order!"

He shouted violently, and the sword shadow came out instantly.

Directly shattered the black mist murderer.

The figure flickered, actively rushing towards the beast.

"How is it possible for you?" Morosa said in disbelief.

Jian Wushuang's divine power is not so powerful.

But it can burst out such terrifying consciousness.

directly suppressed him.

Especially this sword.

"Disorder and order?"

Morosa also panicked, and gathered the black mist with both hands to form a giant shield, trying to stop it.

"You can't stop it!"

The sword light erupted again, and countless beams shot up into the sky.

A sword cold glow erupted.

The giant shield shattered instantly.

Morosa's consciousness also disappeared immediately.

Morosa, who was absorbed into the magic pot, is already dead.

The main consciousness of the outside world suddenly felt the pressure.

The consciousness that contained the nine-star cosmos **** was gone.

It would take him millions of years to recover.

Or absorb a nine-star cosmic **** to recover.

"Damn, **** Jian Wushuang, a little six-star cosmic god, can actually kill my nine-star consciousness!"

Morosa was unwilling, but also fearful.

Such a power against the power of disorder made him a little uneasy.

Jian Wushuang's thoughts came out of the magic pot.

With a change of face, he looked towards the black rocks and said coldly, "Morosa, let's continue!"

Using the magic pot, he continued to absorb Morosa's power of consciousness.

a month later.

The magic pot is full again.

He also entered it once again, beheading Morosa with one sword.

Even if the opponent has eight-star combat power, there is no threat to him.

One-shot kill.

The consciousness of beheading Morosa, his consciousness is also increasing.

Devour?

This is his old business.

However, he still left a trace of strength to the realm of the realm.

Return to the realm of the king of gods.

And his contribution value has soared to the top one million in one year.

This shocked the universe gods of the entire realm of the realm of the kings.

From the ranking of more than 10 million, it rushed to the top one million in one year.

And it's fast.

Almost never stopped.

Regardless of the weakening of consciousness, he has been destroying Morosa's consciousness.

Three years passed quickly.

Jian Wushuang beheaded Morosa almost forty times.

If it hadn't taken too long for the magic pot to absorb, he could have swallowed more.

During these times, his divine power did not increase much, but his consciousness increased rapidly.

"What if I absorb all of Morosa's consciousness?"

Jian Wushuang's eyes lit up, and the feeling was unimaginable.

That is random guesswork.

It is impossible to really swallow the opponent's consciousness. The weakening of Morosa in recent years is just a drop in the bucket.

To completely solve Morosa, I am afraid it will take hundreds of millions of epochs.

And if the other party is seriously injured, they will escape.

It is impossible to let him die in vain.

"Morosa's body should be a super strong man similar to the Great Realm King. If you want to rely on consumption, it is estimated that there is not much hope of consuming the opponent, but it is good to be able to drive the opponent away!" Jian Wushuang nodded secretly in his heart. .

As long as he can drive away this threat, he can be considered a great achievement.

In the blink of an eye, the battle of life and death arranged by the arena began.

The third opponent has a quasi-seven-star combat power.

But compared to him, it is still a lot worse.

Fortunately, the other party's consciousness is depressed, and there will be no burden in killing him.

In order to follow each other's wonderful battle.

He has been suppressing his strength, and at the last moment he only defeated the opponent with a bit of luck.

Before he fell, the other party smiled at him.

It's a relief.

In fact, with his current willpower, he can burst into a quasi-eight-star combat power.

To deal with the consciousness of the beast, he can explode the nine-star combat power.

And he will continue to get stronger.

After winning the Third Class Great Axe Medal, the fourth battle was scheduled twenty years later.

In this regard, he was not as concerned as he used to be, and briefly shared his thoughts with the realm king, and then rushed to the border.

After the king heard his thoughts, he stayed where he was, unable to calm down for a long time.

"Absorb Morosa?"

"Jian Wushuang, you are such a freak!"

Although he couldn't accompany Jian Wushuang to the border, he could go to Zhenxie Hall and keep an eye on Jian Wushuang's ranking.

Every month it jumps up a place, even hundreds of places.

Kill the nine-star world beast consciousness once a month.

It's almost half a point of merit.

One year is six merit points.

Ten years is sixty.

One hundred thousand years is sixty thousand.

If Jian Wushuang never stops.

I am afraid that in 200,000 years, it will be able to completely win the first position.

The people in Zhenxie Hall looked anxious.

"Won't this guy's consciousness weaken?"

"Being able to keep fighting, he is a treasure with increased awareness!"

Everyone's eyes leaked in disbelief.

Ten years have passed and Jian Wushuang has not stopped.

Now it's another decade.

Jian Wushuang has already entered the top 100,000.

Frontier!

In disorderly devouring.

Jian Wushuang is like the terminator of all this.

Let the terrifying Morosa hate to the bone.

It was no longer Morosa who was terrifying now.

But Jian Wushuang.

Morosa was already starting to get scared.

In just 20 years, the consciousness he lost will take an era to recover.

This is more than what he consumed in the previous hundreds of epochs.

Hundreds of epochs consume this consciousness, not to mention that his consciousness of devouring the realm of the realm of the realm can restore himself.

It can be said that a simple recovery can be offset.

But since Jian Wushuang appeared, not only has he devoured the realm of the realm of the realm slower, but now he has no time to recover himself.

"Jian Wushuang, let's make peace!"

(End of this chapter)