Mysterious Unparalleled Draw

Even if they are far apart, all kinds of chants can still be vaguely heard in the ears of the creatures of all races.

The art of degreeization!

The technique of degree Hua that makes countless people tremble with fear!

Those kinds of chanting sounds are the holy sounds of prayers that can save all living beings.

"boom!"

At this moment, Emperor Qingxiao's body seemed to be imprisoned by the boundless holy light, unable to move at all, and was fixed in place.

Even, even the Nether Tower above his head was still, not spewing wisps of chaos.

"The Wing Clan's transformation technique is so powerful?" Emperor Qingxiao asked calmly without changing his expression.

Long ago, when he was not so powerful, he encountered the technique of transformation of the Wing Clan many times.

However, every time he saved the day.

It's just that he has never encountered such a terrifying technique of salvation, and no means of defense can resist the holy voice of prayer that can save all sentient beings.

However, he is not without countermeasures!

It's just that he wanted to experience the Holy Prince's transformation technique this time.

"Submit, give me your loyalty, and never regret it!"

Countless gods opened their mouths in unison, and there were thunderous explosions, which continued endlessly, echoing in the sea of ​​consciousness of Emperor Qingxiao.

This kind of language of the gods has a unique and bewitching flavor, which makes the primordial spirit of Emperor Qingxiao shake for a while.

These divine voices are hard to resist no matter what, over and over again, constantly echoing in the mind of Emperor Qingxiao.

"It turned out to be the same set, what's the use of it?"

Emperor Qingxiao shook his head and seemed a little regretful.

Originally, he thought that this time, he could use the other party's holy voice of prayer to temper his soul, just like using the holy prince's divine eye to check for leaks and fill in the gaps.

But the result was obviously disappointing to him.

This time the transformation technique was essentially the same as what he had encountered before.

"Well, it's time to end this."

Holy Son Qingxiao closed his eyes, and there was an obscure and incomprehensible aura all over his body, which was incompatible with the holy light that filled the sky.

However, what is amazing is that this obscure atmosphere, wherever it goes, the holy light disappears.

"This...this is?"

A living being couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Boom!"

At this moment, heaven and earth meet, the vast avenue roars, rumbles and moves, and an immortal brilliance flows out from the body of Emperor Qingxiao, making him sacred and inviolable, solemn and grand.

However, this is not where everyone is surprised.

What really surprised everyone was another aura on his body—the sword energy.

Yes, the obscure atmosphere just now gradually became clear, and its source was actually a small sword in the sea of ​​​​knowledge of Emperor Qingxiao.

"call out!"

The small sword opened like a peacock, and in an instant, there were the corpses of Emperor Qingxiao, beheading all the gods.

Then, it rushed out of Emperor Qingxiao's sea of ​​consciousness and manifested in the void.

Only then did everyone see the true appearance of this little sword.

At the moment when the small sword flew out of the sea of ​​consciousness, it rose against the storm and turned into a three-foot green blade, which was sheathed in the scabbard.

The whole body has a faint color, the sword energy is restrained, and it looks like an ordinary long sword.

However, the fluctuations and aura that it vaguely emanated made people feel terrified, as if the long sword was in his heart.

"According to legend, Emperor Qingxiao's tool for proving the Tao was made of the divine material left by Emperor Qingming's refining of the imperial soldiers, and it has great power, so he has been cultivating it in the sea of ​​​​knowledge, hoping that one day A sword moves and the world moves, a blockbuster!"

Since this battle, whether it is the demon emperor or the holy prince's tool for proving the Tao, they have already appeared.

However, few people know even the name of Emperor Qingxiao's tool for proving the Tao, let alone its power.

Emperor Qingxiao stretched out his hand, and the three-footed Qingfeng flew into his hand obediently, looking extremely miraculous.

"This sword is called the Nether Sword, the sword is three feet three long, and it is made of divine material..."

"From the beginning of self-cultivation, it has always been stored in my sea of ​​consciousness. After countless years of polishing, it has condensed into a sword shape......"

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"This sword, if it doesn't make a sound, it will be a blockbuster!"

Emperor Qingxiao, fu.mo, held the Nether Sword, as if he were a fu.mo.qing person, his eyes were extremely soft, and his movements were extremely gentle.

Seeing this ghost sword, the Holy Prince inexplicably felt a little palpitations and... fear?

Could it be that he has really left me behind?