Sovereign to Immortality

Sun Chengjian’s one-handed red ancient sword seems to be awe-inspiring, and even Yang Junshan can be suppressed on the surface.

In fact, Sun Chengjian himself has a weakness that is difficult to cover up, and that is his flesh that is already fragile to the edge of collapse.

When Sun Chengjian was struggling to kill, Yang Junshan had already guessed that a drama was inevitable.

So when Sun Chengjian took the shot, Yang Junshan also began to lay out in the sea of ​​origin. A glimpse of the congenital mixed energy oozes from his body and then floats on the surface of the sea.

When Sun Chengjian took the upper hand and was self-satisfied and neglected to prevent it, Yang Junshan suddenly shot, and under the defense of Sun Chengjian, the congenital mixed spirit had surrounded him, and he was infiltrated into his body.

Congenital mixed spirits, this is to cut the life of the life of the gods through the purple gas to the east as the foundation, and after reaching the power of the wonderland, this magical power to the wonderland, whether it is the **** or the flesh, can bring great hurt.

At the same time, Sun Chengjian felt desperate that in the moment he came into contact with the congenital mixed spirit, he had already confirmed that the supernatural powers displayed by Yang Junshan were not pure Yang Xianshu, but it was a magical power that was comparable to the silence!

When Yang Junshan entered the world of nine days, he absorbed a large amount of nine days of clean air from the extremely high point of the barrier of the plane. Now it is nourished by the origin of the heavens and the earth in the sea of ​​origin. The congenital mixed yuan has already reached the silence. The realm of extinction.

And because the congenital mixed vitality is not as difficult to control as the Tiantian Xianyu, even if Yang Junshan can only use the cultivation of the Yuanshen Wonderland that can only be exhibited today, he can still exert his strength of extinction.

The body of Sun Chengjian immediately began to collapse at a speed that was difficult to contain. Under the circumstance of congenital mixing, his body began to melt even in the process of collapse, even if there was no hope of recovery.

Looking at the purple mist in front of me, Yang Junshan’s mouth sneered a little sneer: “Be yourself, don’t live!”

After all, I saw Yang Junshan's hand reaching for the purple mist, and there were dozens of items flying in large and small sizes.

These things are all things on Sun Chengjian. After the physical collapse and melting, the magic weapon of the storage carried by them is also destroyed, and the contents are scattered in the sea of ​​origin.

Looking at the dozens of items that flew out of the purple mist, there are many rare things, even if Yang Junshan saw it, he must be itchy.

Oh, unfortunately, the Red Ancient Sword is Sun Xianjian’s life!

Otherwise, the preciousness of the fairy sword in the fairy, that is, all these dozens of items together, its value is far less than the red ancient sword.

Oh, no, there is such a sword of the ancient swords, how can Sun Chengjian fall so easily?

Yang Junshan just thought that it was not right, and even if he was alert, his eyes flashed in the eyes, and he saw a red flying sword lined up with purple fog and went straight to his door.

The flying sword is very aggressive. It is like a sword without a master. It is clearly controlled by a very sophisticated sword. It is going to kill and fight with Yang Junshan.

"Yang Junshan, do you think that destroying Sun's flesh will make you win?"

The voice of Sun Chengjian roared out from the sword of the Red Clan: "Ignorance! Sunmou sent the flying sword to the gods by the gods. This can reshape the fairy body. Without the fairy body, Sun is still intact, but thank you for making a decision for Sun. Determined, otherwise, Sun’s self-destruction of the fairy body is somewhat unwilling!"

At this time, Yang Junshan has to go forward and retreat a lot. He is not willing to fight with the sword of Sun Chengjian, the pure **** of the Sun God, and fight between the body shape and avoid the sharp edge of the Red Ancient Sword.

However, when Yang Junshan shot back, the red ancient sword that seemed to be in the forefront was taking the opportunity to escape to the source.

From the very beginning, Sun Chengjian did not save the jade and burned his mind. His original imposing appearance was only to force Yang Junshan to make way.

This is something that is beyond the expectation of Yang Junshan. The speed of the flying dragonfly of the fairy flying sword is quick, not to mention the fact that Sun Chengjian has chosen to escape.

Despite this, Yang Junshan still tried his best to chase it. Since he had already formed a deadly hatred, Yang Junshan certainly did not want to let a golden sword be a hidden danger.

However, the distance between the two sides is not imminent, but it is getting farther and farther.

Seeing that the sword is about to escape, Yang Junshan can only hope to sigh, but unexpectedly unexpectedly burst at this time!

A brilliance suddenly rises from the road that must pass through the swords of the Red Cultures, and flies through the body of the sword.

A sound of gold and iron symphony that was so painful enough to come, the brilliance of the brilliance re-falls at a speed that is far beyond flying, but the red swordsmanship of the red ancient sword is also like drunk, in the air. Among them, the high and low, the left and the right, obviously have reached the edge of losing control.

Yang Junshan was overjoyed. When he stepped out, people had already arrived at the place where the incident occurred. In the ear, in the sound of the sword, Sun Chengjian’s desperate and angry roar came from the same, and it was even more obvious. The dark dawn is rubbing the ground and fleeing here.

The dawn that is escaping should be a native of the nine-day world.

Reminiscent of the previous Sun Chengjian said that he had beaten three natives to repair one death, one injury and one escape. Yang Junshan probably guessed that Xian Xiu, who had just intercepted the midway, should be the one who was previously taken away by Sun Chengjian.

I want to come to the immortal heart to be unwilling, and then sneak back to the sea near the source, but unexpectedly seeing Sun Chengjian, who just killed them and lost, is naturally unwilling to miss the opportunity to fall into the stone.

However, this person is not stupid. Those who know that Sun Chengjian is dead for a lifetime are not the ones he can provoke. When he takes the opportunity to retire, it is considered to be a revenge in the hands of the other party.

Yang Junshan did not pursue the local Xian Xiu, and Sun Chengjian, who was sneaked on the other side, still wanted to stabilize the life sword, but how could Yang Junshan let him do it?

The Red Ancient Sword is still trying to move forward, but a huge black shadow has been shrouded above the sword.

As the mountains and monarchs rushed, the Red Clan swords were immediately suppressed. Although they were still struggling, they even swayed the mountain monarchs, and they wanted to escape completely but they were hopeless.

The Red Ancient Sword struggled for a long while, and Sun Chengjian, who was hiding in it, seemed to want to understand that he could not escape, and even returned to calm.

When Yang Junshan came to the front, Shan Junyi also shrank to the usual size, but the red ancient sword that could be pressed below was still motionless.

Yang Junshan sneered and said: "How can Sun Daoyou have anything to say?"

The surface of the sword of the Red Ancient Sword has flashed a ray of light. The voice of Sun Chengjian is heard from the blade: "It is easy to kill Sun, as long as your Sun’s life sword is broken!"

Yang Junshan smiled and said: "You want to die is also very easy, why not break the sword of the life, so that Yang can not get anything?"

Sun Chengjian silently, the red ancient sword was suppressed on the ground and motionless.

Both sides have seen each other's minds. Sun Chengjian decided that Yang Junshan would like to get his life sword, so he would not dare to kill him; and Yang Junshan also decided that Sun Chengjian would not dare to die, and did not have the courage to destroy himself with the sword.

For a long time, Sun Chengjian’s voice once again sounded from the sword: “Yang Daoyou, how about letting a certain life path for Sun? Sun is willing to give it with this sword!”

Yang Junshan sneered: "Sun Daoyou said with a smile. If you and I are reversing today, dare to ask when Sun Daoyou can dare to stay in Yang?"

Sun Chengjian once again fell silent. After a while, he said: "The Red Ancient Sword is the sword of Sun Mou, and now Sun Mou Yuan is trapped in the sword. Without Sun’s consent, you can’t get the Feijian’s approval.”

Yang Junshan smiled and said: "Well, Yang is not a sword repair. This fairy sword can be left in the hands to play and appreciate. Yang can wait for it. Just don't know how long Sun Daoyou can persist? Yang heard that this life Yuan God has been trapped for a long time, and it will inevitably be assimilated by the spirit of the instrument. I hope that Sun Daoyou will not want to be a sword spirit or a sword slave in the future?"

Sun Chengjian angered: "You are forcing Sun to wear the sword with the sword!"

"Oh, you made a mistake!"

Yang Junshan casually said, not waiting for Sun Chengjian to respond, a finger that has already been ready to go has been placed on the sword of the Red Culver.

"Pointing out!"

This Yang Junshan has been unable to remember how long it has not been used. It was actually used by Yang Junshan at the time of a golden fairy.

Point Spirit means that since it can "point things into a spirit", nature can also reverse the "point device waste spirit."

The only thing that makes Yang Junshan inaccurate is that this point is supernatural, and the level is too low. I don't know how much damage it can do to Jinxian Yuanshen!

"what--"

A short scream was abruptly stopped, and Sun Chengjian’s life-threatening **** was repeatedly wounded, especially after losing the flesh and blood of the flesh, and it was already strong outside, and was scattered by Yang Junshan.

The body of the Red Ancient Sword seems to be unharmed, and Yang Junshan suddenly looks happy.

However, at this time, the body of the Red Ancient Sword suddenly trembled fiercely, and the trepidation of the high-pitched tremors began to tremble with the surrounding space.

Although Sun Chengjian’s Yuanshen was scattered, it was not annihilated, and it was a veteran Jinxian. The foundation was deep, and even after the Yuanshen was scattered, there were still signs of gathering.

Yang Junshan had no time to think about it, and directly pointed it to the sword.

"嗡-"

The blade is still shaking, but it looks a lot weaker.

However, at this time, from the hilt, a sudden burst of "嘎嘣" sounded.

Yang Junshan didn't even have a look at it. The third finger was directly on the sword ridge.

Just like dying, the ancient sacred sword sent out the last tremor, and then the entire sword body calmed down.

Yang Junshan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and in this short moment, his forehead was already covered with sweat.

But when Yang Junshan was ready to finally confirm it, the suppressed sword suddenly burst into a "cracking" sound.