"What?"

Jian Shuangyin exclaimed in surprise, and found that the cosmic galaxy around him suddenly changed rapidly, the stars flowed, and the universe changed

Feng Ziyue's eyes slowly closed and opened again.

At this time, there was no longer that blood-red madness in his eyes, but instead there was a kind of calmness that made people's hearts chill

It is as if he has seen through everything in the world, as if he is the eye of the Creator

"The Heart of the Cosmic Galaxy, I see"

He let out a long sigh and swung the sword in his hand.

Heaven and earth were created, disillusioned.

Being, dwelling, bad, empty

The cycle repeats, changing but eternal.

In the silence, it suddenly exploded violently, forming the universe of heaven and earth, growing and expanding rapidly, forming a huge galaxy, and then rapidly decaying and collapsing, or quietly or violently towards the end, until destruction.

After the destruction, there was calm again.

In the midst of the calm, new changes will be born.

The entire universe follows this law.

This is the principle of creation and destruction, and this is the principle of the universe

The nameless sword technique that Feng Ziyue had never fully mastered, now in his hands, it was like being able to provoke changes in the entire galaxy.

Success or failure in life and death is only in his thoughts

"No...... It couldn't be ......."

Shrouded in such a sword technique, even the strongest sword frost in the Northern Star River couldn't afford to resist at all.

"This ...... Is this the realm of God......? Why was he able to reach the realm of a god?"

He roared wildly.

Hundreds of thousands of years of calculation, hundreds of thousands of years of penance. Invincible for hundreds of thousands of years, it should be himself who has stepped into the realm of gods, why is it this boy who has nothing?

Linglongwan held her breath and looked obsessively at the changing cosmic galaxy, her face reflecting infinite streamers.

She forgot everything at this time, just immersed in the beauty of martial arts.

As for Yan Luo Hongchen, Annihilation Wuba, Yuelan Rushuang and the old man of the sword guard at the gate of the villa. He couldn't say a word, almost surrendering to this boundless momentum.

"A sword. ”

Feng Ziyue spoke softly, the tip of his sword shaking. Bring out the blurry sword flower.

"A sword can take your life. ”

He sighed, "Actually, the ninth form of the Sword God Technique. I created it a long time ago, but I didn't expect it to end up being used this way. ”

The ninth form of the sword god technique

The cycle of birth and death

This is the nameless sword technique that he inadvertently sensed in his early years

This is the perception of the sword, which made him go directly to this realm, but he has never been able to use it completely, because he cannot understand the fundamental origin of it.

It wasn't until under the impact of the huge sword consciousness of the Conscience Sword Dictionary that he was able to truly complete this move.

It is the strongest move in the universe of heaven and earth

Life and death are up to me

The tip of Feng Ziyue's sword had already been handed to the center of Jian Shuangyin's eyebrows.

It was like the sound of melting ice and snow trembling slightly, and the sword light of the galaxy in the sky. Suddenly, they all disappeared, and even the phantom that appeared above the Supreme Sword Hall was gone

Everyone was suddenly in the Supreme Sword Palace, and Feng Ziyue's sword pointed at the sword frost. On the ground lay the corpses of Heavenly Impermanence, Xiao Yin, and the Great Pastoral Sacrifice.

Han Wangsun crossed his knees to heal his wounds, and his eyes widened in surprise.

Linglongwan still had a look of intoxication on her face, and she didn't seem to have fully recovered her senses.

The Chu madman stood aside with his hands in his hands, and the ancient raider showed a mysterious smile in his shadow.

Yue Lan Rushuang and the others stood at the door of the Supreme Sword Hall in a daze, not knowing what was going on.

"Let's go. ”

The first to speak was still Feng Ziyue. He lowered the tip of his sword.

The dejected Sword Frost stood stunned in place, not moving.

"This place can't withstand the power of a sword, and it's about to collapse, everyone, please leave."

Feng Ziyue flickered the tip of his sword, buried the remains of the three people including the Great Pastoral Priest, nodded at Yue Lan Rushuang, and sent them out of this place isolated from time and space.

Han Wangsun stood up, gave a thumbs up to Feng Ziyue, and coughed: "Little brother is really amazing, Linglong girl has a good eye." ”

He turned his head and smiled at Linglong, "My old bones are no good, I have to go first, you can continue to talk"

Defeated by Feng Ziyue's hands, although he was like a dead heart, his life also had a new direction, and now he is no longer the persistent old man, his body shook and walked away freely.

Sword Frost roared sadly, as if it had been torn apart, and the figure was also gone.

The Sword Pond Villa has begun to collapse continuously.

The Chu madman walked in front of Feng Ziyue and frowned.

"Little young master, you are only using the residual power of the Sword Book of Conscience, this is only a short time to break through the realm of gods, it is nothing at all, opportunistic, not martial."

Of course, it was the ancient raiders who spoke.

Of the people present, only the madman Chu could see it most clearly.

Feng Ziyue smiled slightly, "Since I have already seen the corner of the realm of the gods, why bother with this kind of temporary victory or defeat? I defeated him with the power of the Sword of Conscience, and that was also to let him see the infinite mysteries of the realm of the gods." ”

"As for the road ahead, I only go all the way forward, and I have no hesitation"

The four of them stood in the center of the gradually crumbling Supreme Sword Hall, but they were smiling and smiling, and none of them had a look of fear on their faces.

Feng Ziyue turned to Linglongwan and smiled slightly, "Sister Baiyi, are you ready?"

Linglong smiled and nodded, "The realm of the gods, since you can appreciate it, how can you let it go easily, take this opportunity to go on the road with the two of you."

With Feng Ziyue's sword just now, the three of them had their own understandings and saw a corner of the realm of gods

The way of martial arts, in this galaxy universe, has reached its limit.

The only way to move forward is to take this last step

Feng Ziyue let out a long laugh, "My foundation is not as good as the two of you, I have to use the power of external things, I see and laugh."

He took out the Heavenly Pill from his bosom, didn't look at it, and took it in one mouth, and the Celestial Transformation Pot that the Night King Chong handed to him rose to the top of his head at some point

Beyond the limit, we still have to move forward

The three of them smiled at each other, and all closed their eyes

Crashed abruptly

Everything in this Sword Pond Villa seemed to have been erased by an unknown big hand, and it suddenly became blank

These three people also disappeared at the same time

The last step is to step out together

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In the depths of the galaxy that I don't know how far away, Yan Luohongchen, Annihilation, the old man of the sword guard, and Yue Lan stood in the void like frost, and in the distance, there was a roaring sword frost.

"The three of them, have they stepped into the realm of gods?"

"It should be. ”

The legendary ethereal realm of the gods is above the limit of martial arts, and it is the ultimate dream pursued by these genius warriors.

Watching the three finish.

"Will they ever come back?"

"I don't know ......"

Those who step into the realm of gods will disappear into the universe and stars, but in the past millions of years, there is no precedent for such masters to return.

"Perhaps, it will take a long, long wait. ”

"But, I'm sure they'll come back"