Sword Emperor

Sun Bing can't do any harm to sun Bing by the shackles of the road. So he didn't spend too much time to find the way to the fifth heaven.

However, after entering the fifth layer of heaven, sun Bing's eyebrows were tightly frowned together, because different from the great momentum of the fourth layer of heaven, the fifth layer of heaven was quite quiet, and even had a sense of dead silence.

Although the heaven and earth are full of innate aura, there is no trace of vitality, which is almost equivalent to death. Just standing here, I feel a kind of panic inexplicably.

Sun Bing's eyebrows were even more tightly wrinkled, and the powerful real yuan was immediately instilled into his eyes. In a flash, the world in front of him even changed accordingly.

In the originally peaceful space, suddenly appeared the transparent silk thread, which covered the whole world, and even sun Bing's whole body was covered with countless.

And with the passage of time, the silk thread is gradually growing out, some of them want to spread towards sun Bing's body.

Seeing this scene, sun Bing's heart suddenly emerged with a sense of crisis. In an instant, countless cold sweats appeared behind him. Jue Xian sword in his hand broke out with a sharp edge and cut it in front of him.

The bright sword light directly skips through the void, and the space in front of him is even cut in two under sun Bing's blade. However, sun Bing is shocked to find that the transparent silk thread has not been harmed at all.

For a while, sun Bing was in a mess. Since he realized the secret of the world, he kept an eye on the situation all the time. He didn't expect that there was still an accident, and this time it was so dangerous.

In a twinkling of an eye, sun Bing made another move. The bloody light on Jue Xian sword suddenly appeared. Under his full swing, the sharp edge reverberated in the four directions. Relying on the advantage of trapped immortal sword, the transparent silk thread finally collapsed.

At this point, sun Bing reluctantly put down his mind, and once again looked at the transparent silk thread, he could find that the silk thread seemed to have sensed the crisis and quickly retreated to the rear.

"What, do you want to run after you've hit me?"

Seeing this, sun Bing's heart was very angry. He snorted coldly and immediately stepped out to pursue him.

Because through what he saw at this time, sun Bing clearly realized that the silk thread in the sky was completely different from what he had seen before, and even had his own consciousness. Therefore, how could he let it go so easily.

The strength of cultivation has reached the present level. Sun Bing's speed has reached the extreme. In one step, he has crossed countless distances.

At the same time, the transparent silk thread is more aware of the obvious crisis, retreat faster, but compared with sun Bing, it is still weaker.

In a twinkling of an eye, both sides do not know how far the distance has been crossed. Looking into the distance, a hazy shadow of the tree seems to be at the end of the sky. It seems that the sky is connected to the ground, emitting a suffocating momentum.

With the distance getting closer, sun Bing's face became more and more dignified, because this is not a world tree. It can even be said that it can only be regarded as one of its roots. After the countless silk threads came here, they immediately penetrated into the root of heaven and earth.

Under the mottled roots of the trees, sun Bing was able to see different figures one after another, including men and women, old and young. Everyone was lifelike and looked incomparably bright.

But only sun Bing knows that what appears in front of him can only be regarded as skin bags. The vitality in them has already been completely dissipated. Even his own flesh and blood, as well as the road, have been absorbed by the world tree.

At the beginning, this could only be regarded as sun Bing's conjecture. At this time, the scene in front of him undoubtedly confirmed sun Bing's conjecture, and infinite fear suddenly emerged in sun Bing's mind.

Just at this time, sun Bing's heart suddenly appeared a touch of crisis, the body that had experienced a lot of battles subconsciously dodged to one side, and just now, the space in a streamer flickered, even collapsed.

Looking in front of him again, Rao is sun Bing's mental toughness, and he can't help feeling a kind of scalp numbness.

Because originally trapped in the root of a tree with a leather bag, at the same time actually opened his eyes, and then looked at the void, there are a line of shining silk.

In a short period of time, tens of thousands of people appeared in the air, and everyone was exuding great prestige. Even sun Bing felt suffocated when United.

We should know that every monk who can reach this level has great strength. Even sun Bing has to face it carefully.

At such a dangerous moment, sun Bing's action is very fast. His whole body of sword is instilled into juexien sword in Yuan Dynasty, and his long sword is swept away. In the whole universe, there are brilliant swords.

At the same time, sun Bing's body is rapidly retreating towards the rear, the infinite spiritual power in the sea of knowledge erupts, and the most brilliant light flashes in the Kyushu Ding."Kyushu border"

many inscriptions emerge, countless rules are linked together, and the Kyushu tripod shows a great power. Even though you are in a completely strange world, nine Supreme weapons with the same root and the same origin can almost match the half emperor's divine weapons.

The heavy and vast divine power was suppressed, and even some skin bags could not stop such heavy oppression, and the surface collapsed accordingly.

In addition, under the sharp sword combined attack, in an instant, at least dozens of skin bags fell in sun Bing's hands, and the transparent silk thread was rapidly retreating.

But Sun Bing's face did not have any happy color, because from the huge tree roots, there were a line of human figures, from the dress and face, the falling time was longer, but the breath blooming on his body was also terrible.

In a word, just killing these skins will not help the deadlock at this time. If one wave is suppressed, it will be able to change into another.

For countless years, sun Bing did not know how many monks were buried in this world. Even though sun Bing would not die of exhaustion, the time spent was too long.

For a while, sun Bing's heart appeared a trace of haze. Looking at the huge tree roots in front of him, the killing intention in his eyes became more and more intense, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind, trying to solve the problems fundamentally.