Waves of sword qi spread out in all directions.

As the sword rays flew farther and farther, the brilliance of the sword qi slowly became a little dim, but it still tore the earth apart with huge cracks.

The seawater swept into the sword cracks, causing more rivers to emerge on the land of this enemy world, which were hundreds of thousands of miles long, or even millions of miles.

The Grand Master of Xuandu followed the innate Taiji diagram and followed the trajectory of the rolling sword qi and went upstream.

The black-robed monk Emperor Shakti has three scriptures suspended around his body, holding a scripture book in his hand, step by step, the four scriptures around him are like four pieces of sky, each sky is divided into eight pieces, a total of thirty-two heavenly canopies, and can also block the torrent of rolling sword qi, one step at a time, one by one, one Buddha number, and the distance between the Xuandu Grand Master is getting closer and closer.

Sect Leader Nuwa watched from afar, and did not send any other monks, but a red ball of light appeared in his palm, as if he was throwing a hydrangea, throwing the ball of light into the distance.

Sou!

The ball of light jumped in, penetrated the sea, and flew into the void along the gate opened by the red hydrangea.

The red light flashed away, fell on the top of the spirit bead's head, and was close to the red hydrangea, turning into a picture and text, with Jiangshan Sheji in the picture.

............

Liu Yi was in the void, his arm trembling rapidly.

He had no idea what was happening beyond the void, beyond the sea.

In the palm of his hand, there was an incomparable hot feeling.

Even if Liu Yi's body was extremely strong, and he had the extremely cold heavenly water of Xuanbing Immeasurable Water in his hands, he actually felt that his palms were hot and painful. The five fingers had become bright red, like red-hot iron bars, and the red hydrangea that had been in the hand had disappeared without a trace.

A pitch-black passage, like a sword scabbard, was located in front of Liu Yi's palm.

The rumbling thunder was released from Liu Yi's palm and poured into the passage.

Through the exploration of the divine thoughts, one can see that there is an ancient sword, which is coming from the depths of the passage.

The ancient sword looks plain and unremarkable, three feet long, and the hilt of the sword is half a foot, as if the whole body is carved from black iron, and it looks extremely ordinary, just like the worst blacksmith in the world, and the fake and shoddy products made of iron rods at will and uncast, not even half a tael of silver.

But such an innocent ancient sword gave Liu Yi a huge pressure as if the heavens and the earth were about to crack.

Only by releasing waves of thunder from the source of thunder can the pressure emanating from this sword be counteracted.

When the sword flew closer, it was clear that there were countless words as thin as mosquito feet, engraved on the blade of the sword.

Liu Yi can't recognize any of this kind of writing.

This text is not the text of the heavens and all the worlds, nor is it the ancient inscription that circulated among the monks in ancient times and primeval times, but another kind of handwriting, mysterious and mysterious, extremely simple, as if it is a thin line composed of chaotic breath, climbing and carving on the blade of the sword at will.

There were only two words in it, and Liu Yi recognized them: Hongmeng!

These two words, located on the hilt of the sword.

The style of these two words is also the same as the number on the blade, but when Liu Yi saw these two words, he read them out with some feeling.

Just because he has half of the Hongmeng Sword Technique, the source of ten thousand thunders, and has a great relationship with Xue Yu Dazun, he has already formed an endless good fate, and it is reasonable to recognize these two words.

At this moment, many monks around him have already been present.

Countless monks were afraid of the Hongmeng sword qi released in waves, and they flew out of the gate opened by the red hydrangea, but unfortunately the space of the gate was limited, and all the monks could not fly out in an instant, so those who could not fly out were exposed to the white sword light.

If the cultivation is high, it will naturally fly faster and come to the gate early.

Those who were not cultivated enough naturally flew slower, and they were blocked out of the gate by many monks, becoming a meat shield behind many masters, resisting the attacks of snow-white sword qi for others.

The sword qi smashed countless magic weapons, and after smashing countless flesh bodies, the power gradually weakened.

After all, there were quite a few people who escaped through the door.

The spirit bead is one of them.

The waves of sword qi released when the Hongmeng Sword appeared were not only slaughtering the Quartet, but also tearing up the boundary of the void on this side in an instant.

As soon as the void boundary was broken, this space naturally shattered, and Liu Yi and the monks naturally returned to the million-mile sea.

Countless monks fled in all directions, and the fastest one among them was the Dao Xing Tianzun.

He was the first to see Xuandu flying from afar, and immediately shouted: "Senior Brother Xuandu, you came just in time! That Liu Yi has already obtained the Hongmeng Sword, and now the foundation is not stable, Senior Brother can just seize this sword in his hand and raise the prestige of my Xuanmen!"

It's a pity that the Xuandu Grand Master didn't say a word, refused to pay attention to him at all, just didn't hurry, and walked forward step by step.

Every step is a distance of thousands of miles.

The aperture manifested by the Innate Taiji Diagram is hundreds of meters in circumference, protecting the body of the Xuandu Grand Master.

The monks who were in front of the Xuandu Archmage were all swept away by the light shield.

If the fleeing monks are like a torrent, the Xuandu Grand Master is like the mainstay of going against the current.

Immediately after the Grand Master of Xuandu was the Emperor Shakti, dressed in a black monk's robe and chanting scriptures.

Xuandu walked and recited scriptures at the same time.

Even the scriptures they recited were similar in style, and they both created and wrote them themselves.

In the hands of Emperor Shakti are three Bibleless books, and in the hands of Master Xuandu is the Nanhua Sutra.

When the two of them were only thousands of miles away from Liu Yi, the two suddenly stopped, stared into the distance, and locked their eyes on Liu Yi.

At this moment, in the palm of Liu Yi's right arm, there was already an extra black ancient sword.

The word Hongmeng on the hilt of the sword was held by Liu Yi in the palm of his hand, if it weren't for that, he was afraid that the light shining on the two words would be enough to blind the eyes of many monks.

At this point, the sword of Hongmeng has entered Liu Yi's palm!

"Poor Dao Xuandu, Senior Liu is polite!"

The Grand Master of Xuandu bowed from afar, and said that he was a senior, although he was thousands of miles away from Liu Yi, he could cultivate to the level of Xuandu, and the distance of thousands of miles was instantaneous, even if it was thousands of miles apart, it didn't matter, as if the two were sitting face to face and discussing.

"Liu Daoyou is polite!"

That Emperor Shakti clasped his hands together, nodded at Liu Yi, and said lightly: "I haven't seen you for more than 3,000 years, Liu Daoyou's demeanor is better than in the past, congratulations!"

Three thousand years?

Could it be that Liu Yi and him are old acquaintances?

"Are you an unborn true Buddha?"

Liu Yi asked intently, the index finger and middle finger of his left hand were in one place, shaped like a sword finger, gently stroking the sword body of the Hongmeng Sword, and said slowly: "It's not enough to kill you once, I have to let me kill you again?"

As soon as these words came out, the sword intent rose to the sky.

It seems that even the space of heaven and earth is about to be crushed by the sword intent, and it will return to chaos!

"This Buddha has long ceased to be the true Buddha of lifelessness, and now it is called Emperor Shakti, and Liu Daoyou can also call this Buddha the Buddha of Wutian. ”

Emperor Shakti folded his hands together, the treasure was solemn, and the sound of ghosts crying and howling came from the Buddha's light world behind his head, and he said: "This Buddha came into being, and it should be the creation of Theravada Buddhism, ranking among the masters. It is the will of Heaven that this Buddha became the leader of the sect, how could he die at your hands before the establishment of the sect? In other words, how could Liu Daoyou, a sage, kill this Buddha?"

Liu Yi's sword eyebrows raised, and the sword finger in his left hand slowly left the blade of the Hongmeng Sword.

But I heard the roar of the sword, and the earth cried ghosts and gods!

Liu Yi held the sword in one hand and said awe-inspiringly: "This sword is peerless!"

These four words can be regarded as Liu Yi's answer.

This sword is peerless, and it can naturally kill everything!

Even the sect leader, but also to avoid its edge, how can the emperor Shakti be so rampant!