Lit The Supreme Being

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"Go away for this saint!" Nangong Yuqin's eyes were getting colder and colder, and when his arms suddenly opened to both sides, the devilish death force, like a huge black wave, swept in all directions!

"Zizi--"

Wherever he went, a fire sword with a handle that had increased its power by eleven times burst into the air one after another!

Before Nangong Yuqin breathed a sigh of relief, the giant peak of earth power as high as three hundred meters rushed towards her without warning!

Nangong Yuqin couldn't dodge, holding the sword in her right hand and swiping it towards the sky above her head, Jufeng had already hit her flying sword!

The giant peak weighing three million catties, coupled with the falling force, bends her right arm holding the sword, and violently suppresses her head!

"boom!"

Her seemingly soft left hand pushed out towards the top of her head fiercely, hitting the low end of Jufeng!

Jufeng pressed her down like a meteor!

"Bang—wow!"

At the moment when Nangong Yuqin's right hand retracted the flying sword, her right palm brought up a dazzling spiritual power, and after hitting the bottom of the peak with all her strength, in an instant, the giant peak as high as 300 meters was torn apart!

Nangong Yuqin stepped on the flying sword and waited for her to stop the falling body. Suddenly, there was a breathtaking roar from the sky, like a ghost crying and howling a wolf; it was like a devil rewarding the world, and the sound of the devil swallowed everything!

Make Nangong Yuqin's hair stand upright!

"Impossible...Impossible!" When Nangong Yuqin raised her head and saw the scene in the sky, she was extremely shocked in her beautiful eyes!

But above her head, a giant giant mouth formed by the force of the wind appeared, like a swallowing beast that opened her fangs!

Inside the mouth of the Wind Demon with a diameter of three hundred feet, there are huge wind blades full of power to tear everything, endless!

Now as Tan Yun enters the ninth level of the fetal soul realm, at this moment, he has used the power of the magic mouth of the wind, which is ten times stronger than when he was the eighth level of the fetal soul realm!

"Who are you!" Nangong Yuqin's Huarong paled, "Why can you not only use the power of the gold, wood, water, fire, and earth attributes, but also control the power of wind!"

Nangong Yuqin was not shocked because of Tan Yun's strength, but because of Tan Yun's aptitude!

As we all know, the monks who can control the power of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth are the best-qualified monks, indicating that such monks have five types of fetal souls, but they will never be able to control the power of wind or other attributes at the same time!

But at this moment, Nangong Yuqin saw with her own eyes that Tan Yun displayed the power of wind again. How could she be shocked?

In this case, she has never seen it before!

However, what makes Nangong Yuqin even more shocked is yet to come!

"Legend of Thunder!" With Tan Yun's low groan, suddenly, around the huge Demon Mouth of the Wind, the power of thunder in the thick buckets of thunder, like dragons cruising quickly!

In the blink of an eye, within a thousand feet of the Devil's Mouth of the Wind, thousands of lightning-like powers like dragons, accompanied by the Devil's Mouth of the Wind, descended from the sky with a destructive and fierce aura!

The speed is so fast that it gives Nangong Yuqin the horrible feeling of inevitable escape!

The power of wind and thunder has not yet arrived, and the powerful aura has caused the power of death on the surface of Nangong Yuqin's body to begin to collapse!

"How could it be like this..." Nangong Yuqin cried out in despair, "Golden, wood, water, fire, earth, wind and thunder, how can you control the seven attributes?"

"What do you mean? Go to death!" Tan Yunyao ignored Nangong Yuqin.

He admitted that Nangong Yuqin was much stronger than Ru Yanchen.But he is conceited, no matter what technique Nangong Yuqin has cultivated, she has raised her strength to the second level of the soul refining state, but she will still be severely damaged or even killed by the Demon's Mouth of the Wind and the Devil of Thunder!

However, the result was once again beyond Tan Yun's expectations!

"Woo-"

The ghost cries and the wolf howls, the Demon Mouth of the Wind, under the control of Tan Yun, suddenly accelerates towards the tiny Nangong Yuqin!

Just when Tan Yun thought that Nangong Yuqin would be seriously injured, but when he saw Nangong Yuqin, his expression suddenly disappeared. After the death force on his body instantly disappeared, he exuded an ancient breath!

A stream of milky white ancient power, like a swimming dragon, surrounds her. When the death-attribute flying sword in her hand disappears, a snow-white and deep flying sword emerges out of thin air!

It's like a flying sword with ancient attributes!

"Shoo hoo!"

Nangong Yuqin's left hand was on her chest, she swung extremely fast, and her right hand held a sword in the air to create a mysterious trajectory!

When the Demon's Mouth of the Wind appeared hundreds of feet above her head, Nangong Yuqin's dancing left hand printed on her chest, and her right hand suddenly swung a sword towards the sky, and coldly rebuked, "Hundreds of feet!"

"Om!"

A three-hundred-meter-long white sword light burst out in an instant, as if it had penetrated the void and shattered the space, making the space within a radius of hundreds of meters full of pitch-black space cracks like spider webs!

The white sword light is full of rich and wild aura, as if it can destroy everything!

"boom!"

"Shoo, hoo..."

The moment the white sword light slashed on the Demon's Mouth of the Wind, the Demon's Mouth of the Wind collapsed in an instant, and strands of huge wind blades raged in the chaotic void!

"The prehistoric sword art of the prehistoric god!" Tan Yun opened his eyes wide. He did not expect that Nangong Yuqin possesses both the dead fetal soul and the ancient fetal soul at the same time!

He didn't even think that Nangong Yuqin would make a great sword!

He is very familiar with this sword art!

It was his former subordinate, the patriarch of the great god: the sword technique used by the great god!

In the ancient times, the wild gods and the wild gods led the wild and wild two tribes of giant gods to come to the heavenly punishment continent to prevent the two supreme running dogs from destroying the heavenly punishment continent. The battlefield at that time was the battlefield of the gods!

Tan Yun thought of the entrance of the battlefield of the gods being occupied by the gods and the immortal palace, then the prehistoric sword art practiced by Nangong Yuqin must have been found in the battlefield of the gods!

As Tan Yun thought, Nangong Yuqin's Unknown Sword Technique is really a prehistoric sword technique, but she doesn't know it!

At the same time, Tan Yun knows that the Sword Jue of the Great Wilderness is divided into three parts: upper, middle and lower parts, and each part is divided into 36 layers!

He could tell at a glance that what Nangong Yuqin displayed was the sixth level of the upper exercise!

Even though it was only on the sixth floor, from Nangong Yuqin, whose strength has now risen to the second level of Soul Refining, this sword is enough to kill any cultivator in the third level of Soul Refining!

And his own realm is too low, the Demon Mouth of the Wind that he uses is not withstand a single blow!

The anger spread across Tan Yun's chest, and the techniques of his former subordinates actually fell into the hands of the enemy!

Tan Yun guessed that the Primordial Sword Art was already Nangong Yuqin's greatest assassin, so he must do his best, otherwise, he might die here today!

"Thunder's Infernal Prison-Thousand Dragons Return to One!"

In an instant, thousands of thunder dragons merged into a thunder dragon with a radius of thousands of feet in the Thunder Dragon!

Resplendent currents flowed across the surface of the Thunder Dragon's body, and the Thunder Dragon swooped down with a series of slender space cracks that were hundreds of meters long, facing the prehistoric sword light!