Sword Emperor

After the return of mind and spirit, sun Bing turned his head and looked into the distance as if his eyes were the sharpest.

Even the majestic void can't bear the power of sun Bing's eyes. Even one of the supreme masters dare not look at Sun Bing. After all, if he is a little careless, his will may be wiped out by sun Bing's sword spirit.

"Well, the ordinary clowns, who even want to compete with me, are really beyond their means."

On hearing this, Shen wunian and others became more and more gloomy: "this son is really deceiving people. Are we really unable to kill him?"

But even so, the expression on his face did not stretch, because sun Bing's strength was more powerful, and their chances of success were lower. Once the robbery was successful, all hopes would disappear.

There was another thunderclap. The purple thunder snake in the black cloud was filled with air, which almost turned into a thunder pool of thousands of miles. There were many strange phenomena in it. All of them were virtual shadows formed by the origin of heaven and earth.

And those are all the nine most powerful illusory shadows of Tianjiao, born in this world for millions of years. If you want to pass this thunder robbery, you can only succeed through your own unparalleled combat power.

Seeing this situation, Dao Qiankun's face flashed a sinister smile: "don't worry, this son is really powerful, but the next is our best opportunity. I don't believe that he can face nine powerful enemies, and then, it is our time to attack."

Sun Bing also knew this. At this time, his face was already extremely dignified and said to himself in a low voice: "let me see how strong the brand in the heart of heaven has reached."

In the next moment, nine vague figures emerged, only appeared, but the whole void seemed to have a layer of haze. Even the proud and mindless people lowered their noble heads.

Sun Bing's eyes were awe inspiring, and he said slowly: "the last figure seems to be the ancestor of Leng Xinghan. He is the last half emperor of the world. He disappeared 100000 years ago, but he didn't expect to see it at this time.

Eh, there is another one here. It looks so strange. It looks like the golden winged ROC. Isn't it said that it has been extinct for a long time? It seems that once upon a time, the golden winged Dapeng clan also had powerful ones to oppress the world. "

Under sun Bing's scanning, the blurred figures were all told about their probable origins, but there were also several people among them, sun Bing could not distinguish at all.

Finally, when his eyes fell on a weak figure, sun Bing's eyes were filled with solemnity and even shocked. After a long time, he said softly: "this should be the sword respect. I didn't expect that a unintentional act of mine once produced such a strong man."

though this is as like as two peas and a shadow, it is a vague feeling, but Sun Bing has seen a sense of familiarity, especially the spirit and spirit in it, which is almost the same as the one who had been dreaming of the ancient times.

After a brief shock, sun Bing's face soon returned to calm, and his whole body was in the most alert time.

The thunder sea in the void is constantly tumbling, and the infinite sense of oppression suddenly spreads out. At this moment, the flickering virtual shadows finally take action.

Although the shadow of the golden winged ROC came later, it came first. Its fuzzy wings twinkled, and it contained a sharp edge comparable to the sword. Even sun Bing could feel the terrible threat coming from it.

And the indifference of the virtual shadow, is no emotion, the big hand directly shrouded down, blocked the top of sun Bing.

Sun Bingsi was not given any time to breathe. On the front was the thin figure, but the wooden sword slowly stretched out, almost completely integrated into the world, containing an unimaginable terrible oppression.

The cooperation between the nine figures can no longer be described by tacit understanding. Even sun Bing has an amazing feeling, as if he will fall here.

But after several times of fighting, sun Bing's momentum has reached the peak, his own will burst out, and the three thousand saints in his body are all shining with bright light.

We should know that although these virtual shadows are powerful, they are all in the same state at this time. The most important thing is that sun Bing's foundation is far stronger than them. He can be called the first person from ancient times to the present. How could it be so simply destroyed?

The terrible power twinkles in the void, the sword light passes by, and the vast space is divided. Only the space crack that flickers ceaselessly reveals the crisis that pervades it.

Although he broke the enemy with one move, sun Bing was not complacent because of this. After all, these virtual shadows are formed by the cohesion of heaven and earth. It is not so easy to break down the crisis.

"No, although those virtual shadows are powerful, they may not be sun Bing's opponents. We must plan again."

Seeing this, he could not help but say that he had been in the distance watching the war.

Even though he was unwilling to admit such a fact, Dao Qiankun could only nod his head helplessly. Just as he was about to act, a streamer suddenly appeared in the distance and finally came directly to Dao Qiankun.God's consciousness penetrated into it, and soon the face of heaven and earth was filled with a smile: "ha ha ha ha, if God really helped me, my plan has been successful. I'd like to see what you should do next."

When countless people are confused, there is no hesitation at all. The infinite power is instilled into the light, and the vast shadow appears in the boundless void.

"Sun Bing, look at the situation in Kyushu at this time. I don't know what kind of mood you are at this time?"

Even sun Bing, who was in the middle of a war, could not help but look at it. For a moment, his face was hard to see, and even lost his mind.

Because what is floating in the void is a lot of influences, and what is recorded is the situation in Kyushu.

After many years of separation, sun Bing still has a deep memory of Kyushu, but at this time, what he described in the audio and video was completely different from that in his memory.

At this time, it can be said that there was more than war. The once beautiful scenery disappeared directly, and the remains on the ground were one after another of unclaimed corpses. At this time, there were countless alien races, who were attacking one huge city after another.

Every alien race will die and live, and countless friars will fall in every moment. In this kind of war, even saints will fall in the battlefield.

The strong smell of blood, coupled with countless souls of war, even makes the world appear red, shocking.

As for the way of heaven and earth at this time, his face was cruel and light: "on the war, attack the heart."