Me, sword fairy!

They were disappointed.

Su Wangyou was lying on the ground, her whole breath lost.

He is really dead, and he can't die anymore.

How could a virtual world be able to withstand such a blow?

The boy in white who has never disappointed people since his debut, after all, is just a man with a man's arm as a car.

Su Wangyou's consciousness sank into the endless darkness.

He couldn't see anything, couldn't feel anything, and didn't even know whether he was alive or dead.

But there was a light in the distance.

The Fragrant Fragrant Sword of Death————————

Su Wangyou's eyes widened, and he felt an invincible power.

He exhausted his strength, trying to feel his non-existent body.

"Not ashamed————————"

Just as Lingshan turned his head and planned to attack Zuguang's warrior, such a voice rang behind it.

"World King!!!"

[You are dead, activate the Taixuan magical skill "Song of the dead, not ashamed of the world", and gain 500 levels of aura. Each level of aura is increased by 1%. This increase is above all and belongs to the multiplication increase.] [Your aura has reached two hundred levels, and the'Who can book your Excellency, the White Shou Tai Xuan Jing' has been activated.] [Your talent, unlimited afterburner has been activated, the upper limit of aura is cancelled, you can get an unlimited number of aura layers through killing.] A violent air current rose up.

I saw Su Wangyou’s corpse. The inner Qi that seemed to swallow the world rose from bottom to top like the Milky Way tilted. The entire Pingtian Lake was enveloped by this violent inner Qi, the highest peak of ancestral light. , At this time, it is more like a fragile toy, it will break with a little effort.

Su Wangyou was like a god. He slowly got up from the ground and fixedly looked at Lingshan.

The momentum drops one level in a second, so Su Wangyou doesn't want to waste a second.

He took a step forward. At this time, there was no sword in his hand, and the Qingyun Biyueyi was also torn from the blow just now, but it was always intact.

Su Wangyou has long lost his usual calm and calm appearance. His hair is covered with dust and his face is covered with his own blood. But even so, his expression has not changed at all, he watched Lingshan raised his right hand high.

Afterwards, he opened his right hand as if to hold the whole world.

"Who can——————" He opened his mouth, as if groaning, and as if roaring, "Book Lord——————"

In an instant, the wind blew.

No — this is not the wind!

This is --- Reiki Storm!

It's like the aura of the entire world has been rolled over, and even gives the aura a physical feeling!

"White head——————"

Su Wangyou stared at Lingshan steadily. He gritted his teeth and his gums were bleeding, but he didn't notice it.

He has never been so eager for victory as he is now, he is eager for victory, and he is almost mad!

He wants to win, he can't afford to lose, and Zu Guang can't afford to lose either.

Therefore, Su Wangyou must never be defeated, and Su Wangyou --- must not be defeated!

He said word by word.

"Tai·Xuan·Sutra——————"

Chapter 59 I, Su Wangyou (End)

The black-haired swordsman in the green robe stood behind Su Wangyou with a gentle expression.

He stretched out his hand and pressed it on Su Wangyou's shoulder.

"Who can write your Excellency, Baishou Taixuanjing."

He said.

In an instant, there was a storm of spiritual energy on Pingtian Lake that could not be described in words.

Countless auras swept over from all directions and gathered in Su Wangyouxu's hand.

It seemed that at that moment, the aura of the entire Zu Guang gathered at the top of this Tianhu Mountain.

What a tremendous spiritual power?

This is not the power that humans can possess at all. As an immortal realm, the human emperor's inner qi is extremely terrifying, but even the human emperor is as weak as a baby in the face of this spiritual storm.

As before, Su Wangyou's expression was neither sad nor happy. His expression remained unchanged from beginning to end. With a lightly applied force on his hand, he held this spiritual storm in his hand, and then treated it as a knife, without any change. Zhang Fa's cut down.

Like the Milky Way pouring out, 30,000 miles mighty.

This is Su Wangyou's strongest killer move, second only to the question of the God of Truth. This is his strongest, last and final blow.

The sky composed of spiritual energy fell and slashed on Lingshan's body. Lingshan had no resistance and was hit directly. The entire Tianhu Mountain collapsed instantly, and Lingshan's body was also unrestrictedly pressed down.

A full four kilometers.

Lingshan's body was pressed down for four kilometers.

A'cliff' 20 meters wide and 4,000 meters deep took shape.

Qing Ming's mighty bottomlessness.

Sect Master looked at Su Wangyou blankly, as if looking at a stranger.

Not just the suzerain, everyone is like this.

What kind of trick is this?

Destroy the world?Sun and moon dull?

The monarch of the ancient kingdom is almost the most destructive warrior in the world, but even his strongest move is less than one-third of this move!

And the monarch of the ancient kingdom is already the master of the killing power of the world warrior!

Su Wangyou, he is just a virtual world...

Su Wangyou's figure was a little vague. He stood on this cliff and looked down. He naturally couldn't see anything. Six kilometers away, there was darkness underneath. No matter how good his eyesight was, he couldn't use it.

"Won...?"