The Evil Lord of All Realms

In an instant, everything was silent, and the two powerful men from the Ancient Temple of Gods and Demons were stunned.

The scene in front of them made them unable to believe that a human cultivator actually broke the heaven and earth dharma with a single sword. You must know that it was not just a transformation of power.

Especially the old man who evolved the Dharma Appearance, his face turned pale at this time. Although he did not speak, he still stood there, but his body was trembling. The Sword Master's sword just now not only shocked him, because the Dharma Appearance was A sword slashed through him, as if the sword had struck him.

On the surface it seemed that the old man was unscathed, but in fact he had been injured.

They had already been alerted just now, knowing that the human swordsman in front of them seemed to be not simple, but only then did they truly understand that this was more than simple.

After the sword master struck out a sword, he seemed to have changed into a different person. He stood there, holding the sword in one hand, and his whole body exuded a soaring sword intent. At first glance, he looked like an unsheathed sword. It's like a sword, and even the eyes look like it's condensed with sword energy.

"Let's take action together, this human race..." The other old man looked solemn and spoke in a deep voice.

Immediately, the two strong men at the peak of the Creation Realm took action together, and as soon as they took action, they directly activated the strongest power. The old man who had just evolved the law of heaven and earth suddenly raised his hand and shot out an ancient formation, a battle flag made of bones. He rushed towards the Juggernaut and trapped the Juggernaut in the blink of an eye.

Another old man flipped his palm, and an ancient sword emerged.

They are all old antiques who have lived for countless years, and they are all afraid of capsizing in the gutter, because the human sword cultivator in front of them feels very dangerous to them.

However, the sword master was still terrifyingly calm. He stood there, surrounded by the white bone war flags. He just looked around silently, and then raised his sword to sweep across.

It was also an extremely simple move, but with just one sweep of the sword, a sword light instantly drew a circle with him as the center, and all the white bone war flags were cut in half...

The entire formation was destroyed in an instant before it was completely evolved.

"The ancients once said that one force can defeat all laws. Now that I am a sword cultivator, all laws can be destroyed with one sword!"

The faint words reached the ears of the two old men, like thunder in the sky, making their ears buzz.

Moreover, in this seemingly plain sentence, there is an indescribable confidence and an invincible fighting spirit.

"You are just an unknown person, who gave you the courage to be arrogant in front of us!" The old man holding the ancient sword shouted fiercely. He knew very well that if he was even overpowered by the other party in terms of momentum, they would really be in trouble today. It's over.

It was just these words that made the Sword Master, who had always looked calm, actually laugh. A rare look of madness appeared on his face, his long hair danced, and then he laughed and said: "It only takes one sword to kill you!"

The aura on his body seemed to be sublimating, much stronger than the previous moment. If he was a sword before, now his sharp edge was revealed.

After saying this, he raised his hand and swung his sword towards the two old men.

That sword was like a wave of water, and the old man holding the ancient sword gave a cold shout, and suddenly poured all his energy into the ancient sword in his hand, and then suddenly slashed forward with the sword.

Another old man's appearance was first broken, and then his formation was destroyed with a sword. His spiritual mind was seriously damaged, but he still did not dare to be careless at this time, and activated his skills, and shot out several powerful attacks with both hands. Palm strength.

There was no terrifying collision sound. From a distance, the sword light struck by the Sword Master was like a surging river sweeping through the air, destroying everything it passed without stopping at all.

The sword light swept across, the void collapsed, and the figures of the two old men disappeared. Only the blood scattered by the impact proved that the two old men had existed.

The sword master's eyes were very calm. Although his whole temperament had changed drastically, there was no unnecessary emotion on his face. He drew out his sword and then put the sword into its sheath.

He didn't even take another look, turned around and walked away, disappearing into the long sky in the blink of an eye.

If a large number of the ancient races who were chasing Mo Yang had not left the Southern Wasteland and rushed to the Eastern Region, the battle here would have been known to many people, but unfortunately no one could see it.

At the border of the Eastern Territory, Feng Rukong turned around and headed toward the Eastern Territory alone. Behind him were the corpses of ancient races one after another.

…

Not only in the Southern Wilderness, but also in the Eastern Territory, in the Central Territory, outside the fog, an old man came today. He sat cross-legged alone outside the fog, facing the direction of the fog.

This old man also has a name on the Xuantian Continent. Ordinary people may know nothing about him, but in the world of cultivation, he is an extremely mysterious existence. No one knows how strong he is, and no one knows how alive he is. After so many years, the world only calls him the fortune teller!

At this time, the fog was turbulent, and a figure emerged first. Looking at the old human race sitting cross-legged outside the fog, the powerful man from the ancient race who appeared seemed a little surprised, and seemed to have a touch of ridicule, saying: "Interesting, unexpected There is a bigger ant in this land! "

The fortune teller slowly opened his eyes, which seemed to be cloudy. The breeze swept by, and he slowly stood up, his face covered with wrinkles covered with the vicissitudes of time.

"Before the great calamity of heaven and earth, all living things in the world were ants, just like you and me!"

The fortune teller spoke calmly. He looked like an ordinary old man. There was no powerful aura or fluctuations in his body, but an indescribable simplicity.

As soon as he finished speaking, the turbulent fog started to turmoil one after another, and two old men appeared one after another. They were not completely out of the fog, and their bodies were looming in the fog.

"Whoever stays will behead him!"

I don't know which powerful person from the ancient race spoke, and then the other two figures seemed to be leaving, and they were reintroduced into the mist in a flash.

But the fortune teller made a move at this time. He gently raised his hands and then put them together.

Just such a simple action caused the world to tremble suddenly. In an instant, an invisible wall seemed to appear between the world and the two strong men who had already dodged away were directly shaken out, and their figures reappeared. out.

"One of them is not enough to kill me!"

The fortune teller sighed softly and calmly uttered these words.

He still looked the same as before, but the faces of the three ancient race experts in front of him changed drastically. At this time, the three eyes fell on the divine fortune teller, staring at him.

"You have actually..."

One of the strong men seemed to see something, and the look of shock in his eyes became more intense. But just halfway through speaking, he shook his head slightly, feeling that what he saw seemed wrong, and the look of doubt on his face became more intense.

The divine fortune teller's face was full of wrinkles and smooth, with his hands clasped in front of his chest. He looked very ordinary, but it was obviously not the case. In an instant, everything was silent, and the two powerful men from the Ancient Temple of Gods and Demons were stunned.

The scene in front of them made them unable to believe that a human cultivator actually broke the heaven and earth dharma with a single sword. You must know that it was not just a transformation of power.

Especially the old man who evolved the Dharma Appearance, his face turned pale at this time. Although he did not speak, he still stood there, but his body was trembling. The Sword Master's sword just now not only shocked him, because the Dharma Appearance was A sword cut through him, and the sword seemed to hit him.

On the surface, it seemed that the old man was unscathed, but in fact, he had been injured. .🅆.

They had already been alerted just now, knowing that the human swordsman in front of them seemed to be not simple, but only then did they truly understand that this was more than simple.

After the sword master struck out a sword, he seemed to have changed into a different person. He stood there, holding the sword in one hand, and his whole body exuded a soaring sword intent. At first glance, he looked like an unsheathed sword. It's like a sword, and even the eyes look like it's condensed with sword energy.

"Let's take action together, this human race..." The other old man looked solemn and spoke in a deep voice.

Immediately, the two strong men at the peak of the Creation Realm took action together, and as soon as they took action, they directly activated the strongest power. The old man who had just evolved the law of heaven and earth suddenly raised his hand and shot out an ancient formation, a battle flag made of bones. He rushed towards the Juggernaut and trapped the Juggernaut in the blink of an eye.

Another old man flipped his palm, and an ancient sword emerged.

They are all old antiques who have lived for countless years, and they are all afraid of capsizing in the gutter, because the human sword cultivator in front of them feels very dangerous to them.

However, the sword master was still terrifyingly calm. He stood there, surrounded by the white bone war flags. He just looked around silently, and then raised his sword to sweep across.

It was also an extremely simple move, but with just one sweep of the sword, a sword light instantly drew a circle with him as the center, and all the white bone war flags were cut in half...

The entire formation was destroyed in an instant before it was completely evolved.

"The ancients once said that one force can defeat all laws. Now that I am a sword cultivator, all laws can be destroyed with one sword!"

The faint words reached the ears of the two old men, like thunder in the sky, making their ears buzz.

Moreover, in this seemingly plain sentence, there is an indescribable confidence and an invincible fighting spirit.

"You are just an unknown person, who gave you the courage to be arrogant in front of us!" The old man holding the ancient sword shouted fiercely. He knew very well that if he was even overpowered by the other party in terms of momentum, they would really be in trouble today. It's over.

It was just these words that made the Sword Master, who had always looked calm, actually laugh. A rare look of madness appeared on his face, his long hair danced, and then he laughed and said: "It only takes one sword to kill you!"

The aura on his body seemed to be sublimating, much stronger than the previous moment. If he was a sword before, now his sharp edge was revealed.

After saying this, he raised his hand and swung his sword towards the two old men.

That sword was like a wave of water, and the old man holding the ancient sword gave a cold shout, and suddenly poured all his energy into the ancient sword in his hand, and then slashed forward with a sword.

Another old man's appearance was first broken, and then his formation was destroyed with a sword. His spiritual mind was seriously damaged, but he still did not dare to be careless at this time, and activated his skills, and shot out several powerful attacks with both hands. Palm strength.

There was no terrifying collision sound. From a distance, the sword light struck by the Sword Master was like a surging river sweeping through the air, destroying everything it passed without stopping at all.

The sword light swept across, the void collapsed, and the figures of the two old men disappeared. Only the blood scattered by the impact proved that the two old men had existed.

The sword master's eyes were very calm. Although his whole temperament had changed drastically, there was no unnecessary emotion on his face. He drew out his sword and then put the sword into its sheath.

He didn't even take another look, turned around and walked away, disappearing into the long sky in the blink of an eye.

If a large number of the ancient races who were chasing Mo Yang had not left the Southern Wasteland and rushed to the Eastern Region, the battle here would have been known to many people, but unfortunately no one could see it.

At the border of the Eastern Territory, Feng Rukong turned around and headed toward the Eastern Territory alone. Behind him were the corpses of ancient races one after another.

…

Not only in the Southern Wilderness, but also in the Eastern Territory, in the Central Territory, outside the fog, an old man came today. He sat cross-legged alone outside the fog, facing the direction of the fog.

This old man also has a name on the Xuantian Continent. Ordinary people may know nothing about him, but in the world of cultivation, he is an extremely mysterious existence. No one knows how strong he is, and no one knows how alive he is. How many years have passed, and the world only knows that he is called the divine fortune teller!

At this time, the fog was turbulent, and a figure emerged first. Looking at the old human race sitting cross-legged outside the fog, the powerful man from the ancient race who appeared seemed a little surprised, and seemed to have a touch of ridicule, saying: "Interesting, unexpected There is a bigger ant in this land! "

The fortune teller slowly opened his eyes, which seemed to be cloudy. A breeze swept by, and he stood up slowly, his face wrinkled with the vicissitudes of time.

"Before the great calamity of heaven and earth, all living things in the world were ants, just like you and me!"

The fortune teller spoke calmly. He looked like an ordinary old man. There was no powerful aura or fluctuations in his body, but an indescribable simplicity.

As soon as he finished speaking, the turbulent fog started to turmoil one after another, and two old men appeared one after another. They were not completely out of the fog, and their bodies were looming in the fog.

"Whoever stays will behead him!"

I don't know which powerful person from the ancient race spoke, and then the other two figures seemed to be leaving, and they were reintroduced into the mist in a flash.

But the fortune teller made a move at this time. He gently raised his hands and then put them together.

Just such a simple action caused the world to tremble suddenly. In an instant, an invisible wall seemed to appear between the world and the two strong men who had already dodged away were directly shaken out, and their figures reappeared. out.

"One of them is not enough to kill me!"

The fortune teller sighed softly and calmly uttered these words.

He still looked the same as before, but the faces of the three ancient race experts in front of him changed drastically. At this time, the three eyes fell on the divine fortune teller, staring at him.

"You have actually..."

One of the strong men seemed to see something, and the look of shock in his eyes became more intense. But just halfway through speaking, he shook his head slightly, feeling that what he saw seemed wrong, and the look of doubt on his face became more intense.

The divine fortune teller's face was full of wrinkles and smooth, with his hands clasped in front of his chest. He looked very ordinary, but it was obviously not the case.