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Rise!

Su Qinian came out with a knife. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

There is an ancient heavenly dragon chanting, and the forty-nine zhang and one inch high bright battle body is like a platinum glazed cast, and the amazing battle blood is surging out, like a long river of light, rushing forward.

Boom!

The sword light is like snow, white and expansive, as if it has turned life and death, imprinted reincarnation, all things are impermanent, time is long, and freedom is unlimited!

This is the thirty-fifth style of the Immortal Sword!

Now, Su Qinian's comprehension of the knife technique has gradually reached the realm of transformation, and this knife is now being used again, which is completely different from the beginning, and contains many mystical changes in light and time, and the edge is upright, fearless.

"The stick method is through chaos, but it's a pity, if you go one step further and enter the open heaven, it will be a different situation. ”

The young man admired, his black hair danced lightly, his palms were lightly brushed, like rain hitting plantains, and his five fingers fell on the stick body as thick as a pillar of heaven.

Bang!

A series of gold and iron sounds, compared with the Queshan Saint and the Open Heaven Stick in his hand at this moment, the young man in broken stone armor looked small and ordinary, but with his shot, the palm that was as white as jade, like a real hand of God, was indestructible, like a divine gold, and the Queshan Holy War Qi collapsed, and the Open Heaven Stick was bounced up alive, and its more than forty-nine zhang tall human race battle body also staggered backwards in the air, bleeding from the corners of his mouth, and his five internal organs were shocked.

Immediately, the young man's eyes were raised, and a ray of knife light came into view.

"The knife technique is crude, but the essence of the god is moving!

The young man's dark red eyes emitted a faint light, and in his pupils like dark night, Su Qinian's figure was reflected.

This knife followed, and almost at the moment when the young man shook the Magpie Mountain Saint, he slashed three inches to the center of his eyebrows.

Bite!

There was a soft sound, and it was the young man who pointed into a sword, and at some point it was an inch in front of his eyebrows, blocking the blade of death.

But it's only a moment, how existed the former Death Knife, that is the slashing saint, even if the Xuanhuang Dadi Dao Law is deficient, and the Heavenly Mandate Quasi-Saint is also flawed, but the depth of the Dao comprehension is definitely far beyond the starry sky saints, and there may be some gaps in combat power, and it will never be too different.

With a pop, a wisp of blood splashed up, colorful, magnificent and gorgeous, and the divine aura was pervasive, but in the sense of everyone, they all felt a little evil.

"Damn it!"

At this moment, the young man's dark red eyes suddenly became a little hideous, and a severed finger fell, and he slapped his palms like lightning on the blade, Su Qiannian snorted, and the forty-nine zhang and one inch tall light battle body was shocked and flew out.

"You're blaspheming!"

The young man's tone was slightly cold, the smile on the corner of his mouth converged, and the ancient cemetery seemed to have stepped into the cold winter wax moon, exhaling into ice, this kind of murderous aura even permeated the ancient cemetery, so that the young saints of the two clans on the edge couldn't help but shudder, and in this murderous aura, there was enough killing power to freeze the soul.

Muscles and bones are cracked.

Su Qinian was shocked by a palm and flew close to the land of Lixu, and after landing, he was on the ground with a retirement knife, barely holding his body, he coughed up blood, the tiger's mouth cracked, and the battle blood was crystal like platinum, and the heavenly dragon head fell along the handle of the knife, and entered the ground along the knife body, scorching this ancient cemetery, and the bright breath was blazing and yang, and the black soil and mud around his body were burned into a pure white crystalline body like jade.

What a pure breath of light!

For example, the Holy Prince of Jiuyang couldn't help but be moved, a human race can actually have such a pure light breath, it is more like a god race than the god race, I am afraid that it is some of the holy forbidden kings of the god race that he once had several faces, compared with this god race, it seems to be slightly inferior, and even there are some faint differences in the charm, he is aware of it, but he can't say it clearly, the way is not clear, but he just has some understanding, and he feels that the light that this human race has comprehended seems to have some differences with the god race.

"Whoever blasphemes the gods will die!"

For the first time, the young man took the initiative to take a step towards Su Qinian, his steps were not fast, and he landed silently, but whether it was Su Qinian, or the Queshan Saint, or even the Prince of the Nine Yang Saints, they all felt their hearts sink suddenly, and every step seemed to resonate with their heartbeat, stepping on their pulse, making their breathing stagnant, their five organs vibrating, their chests were suffocated, and their spiritual will was difficult to condense.

There is no doubt that this young man's understanding and mastery of tactics is far beyond the imagination of the three of them.

The technique is almost the way!

At this moment, from the minds of the three of them, these four words emerged almost at the same time, not the pure Taoism or the gap in the level of life, but the grasp of the tactics and even the fighting.

"The realm of sincerity!

At the edge of the ancient cemetery, the Holy Prince of Chiyang said word by word, his eyes were blazing, this was definitely the realm of warfare that the Holy Forbidden King was extremely eager for.

The tactics of war are fascinating!

Not far away, the five sons of Queshan also concentrated, and even took several deep breaths one after another.

Generally speaking, the realm of the art of war wants to reach the realm of entering the gods, and wants to experience the entry, the dual realm of psychic, the so-called entry, is the art of war, if it is a sword technique, then the body and sword can be one, if it is a knife technique, then the human sword is one.

After the entry of the war method, the spirit of war and the spirit of the Tao are one, and the will of the martial arts enters the main Dao law, one move and one style, which has the meaning of psychic, and it is also the spirit of the Tao.

After that, it is the realm of entering the gods, which is an extremely special realm of warfare, involving a lot, not the higher the realm of cultivation, you can comprehend, but you need to reach a realm of sincerity for your own will, the soul of war and even the soldiers, the will into the main soul of the war, the soul of war and the soldiers are one, the body is combined, one move and one style, it runs through every step, and there is no hindrance, this is to enter the gods, inject soul into martial arts moves.

Generally speaking, when you reach the life level above the soul melting realm, if you want to make a move, you first have the soul mind to give birth to the idea, and then run through the battle soul, and the war soul gives birth to the thought, and then transmit the will, and when the will arrives, the physical body will react, and the battle tactics of the soldiers, and the qi, blood, and battle qi will move together, how much loss will this cause?

The will, the battle spirit, the war soldier, and the physical body are connected layer by layer, and the thoughts are connected, and the thoughts are coming, like instinct, compared to the original unity of spirit and spirit, the soul is mastered, and I don't know how many times the depth is deep.

"False gods, too!"

At this moment, the Queshan Saint took a step forward and stopped in front of the young man, he took a deep breath, a divine aura in his body began to recover, the forty-nine zhang human race battle body began to glow, the four-color Dao light lingered, like the four divine rings, the heavenly stick in his hand was stained with blood, and it was raised again, and the place where the four-colored gods and gold were intertwined, the chaotic Dao pattern began to overflow with the chaotic qi that was like a substance, and the aura that collapsed the heavens became more and more intense.

Will be bloody!

Outside the ancient cemetery, the young holy forbidden of the two clans held their breath at the same time, such as the two holy princes of Chiyang and Jinyang, also showed a dignified look, such as them, the king of the holy forbidden, has passed through several reincarnations, once hooked, stimulate the silent reincarnation blood in the body, in a short period of time, it is enough to improve the combat power of a body to an amazing situation, even the ordinary top power, but also to retreat, dare not directly attack its edge.

Rumble!

Queshan Sheng shot again, as soon as he made a move, he showed a completely different majesty from before, his black hair danced wildly, and the Terran battle body that was forty-nine and a half inches tall skyrocketed, turning into fifty zhang high, at this moment, he overflowed with the weather machine, with the help of the silent blood in his body, he actually briefly broke the barrier of the Earth Reclamation Realm, and briefly raised the level of life to the Open Heaven Realm.

"Chaos thunders, earth, fire, feng shui, open the world!"

The Queshan Saint exhaled loudly, like an ancient god reviving in the chaos, standing up suddenly, waving the divine axe, to cut out a piece of Lang Lang.

Rumble!

At this moment, behind the young man, another amazing divine aura rose up, it was the Holy Prince of Jiuyang, who did not hesitate to make a move at this moment, hooking the silent saint blood in his body, such an opportunity In his opinion, there is only one time, if he misses this time, he will shake the fundamentals, and between the gains and losses, it will be immeasurable.

Thundered!

It was as if the divine sun above the nine heavens fell, and the Holy Prince of Jiuyang made a move, turning into a huge stone body that could be sixty zhang high, and the weather machine flowed, like a sea of sun and fire, and as the golden halberd pressed forward, it slashed down towards the back of the young man.

The void, which was as solid as this ancient cemetery, was also violently twisted under this halberd, giving birth to a surging wave.

What a strong blood!

For example, the five sons of Queshan, who are also the blood of Tianjiao, can't help but gasp at this moment, if the Holy Prince of Jiuyang does not use the blood, and their little uncle, who cultivates to combat power, it seems that he is also in the middle of the best, but he did not expect that he will hook the blood, and actually improve as such, this kind of majestic qi, I am afraid that the ordinary top power can not be compared, and it will catch up with the top power.

The most important thing is that the Holy Blood Breath that has been revived from their bodies is even more sacred, with a perfect and flawless charm, and the intensity of the Life Qi is far from being comparable to the silent Holy Blood in their bodies.

Saint blood!

The five of them glanced at each other, and what flowed in the body of this Jiuyang Holy Prince was actually the blood of a saint!

The sage is called the reincarnation warrior in the war divisions of all races, and the reincarnation of the nine turns, the eight turns are still called the sage, but when the nine turns are flawless and perfect, they are respected as the saints, and the saints not only stand on the peak of reincarnation, although they are not as good as the supreme kings, but they definitely live longer than ordinary sages, at least 10,000 years.

"You are provoking the majesty of God!"

The young man's eyes were very cold, his dark red eyes were like two rounds of blood moon hanging high, and a broken stone armor trembled gently at this time, he raised both hands at the same time, one hand pinched the fist print, like a magic hammer, hitting the open heavenly stick, and the other hand opened and closed, at an incredible angle, like a dragon swinging its tail, cutting towards the golden halberd. (Ask for a monthly pass recommendation ticket, starting point genuine subscription is the biggest support for ten steps!)