Sword God

Chapter 1227: Ancient Enemies

Knowing the sea is like heaven and earth, with one finger traversing, as if the sky is like a void, and its power is unparalleled.

Under one finger, the sky collapsed... the earth cracked...

The huge pressure shot down from the air, Chen Zongling's body of consciousness was completely unable to move under this terrifying pressure, and even a series of cracks appeared and began to crack apart.

At the next breath, Chen Zong's body of spiritual consciousness will break apart, and even the soul in it will be severely fragmented.

Everything is irreparable!

Everything is dead!

"Heart Sword Seal!" On the verge of danger, Chen Zong made his final stroke.

The heart sword seal is the last resort, but whether it is effective, Chen Zong is uncertain and full of unknowns.

But until now, it can only be so, the last stroke.

Be born.

Lose, die.

No fluke at all.

However, Xin Jianyin did not respond at all, let Chen Zong's heart sink to the bottom of the valley, and fall into the abyss forever.

That finger killed, despair came down like an abyss, engulfing Chen Zong.

Why?

Why would the Heart Sword Seal not respond?

Does it mean that the two times of time and space travel between the vicissitudes of the world and the Lingwu Holy Realm, all the power and power of the Heart Sword Seal are consumed?

If this is the case, this time, it was his own big hit, and his life should have fallen here?

At the time of dying, Chen Zong's thinking broke through the limit, and various thoughts emerged, and the pictures seemed to flash in front of the eyes, like the picture scroll opened.

Birth, cultivation, rise, life and death, step by step to the present.

Not willing!

Chen Zong's heart is full of unwillingness, he is still young, he just embarked on the path of cultivation, and has not really stepped into the strong, not to mention climbing the peak.

How could he die there.

But... what can I do?

With just one finger, everything will end, and you will... bid farewell to this world...

Until the last breath, Chen Zong didn't give up, but now, all the cards he can think of have been used and are no longer available.

"Die." A smile appeared on Taiyuan Wang's face, more excited.

Finally...I am finally going to be reborn.

At the same time, a sword placed in the box was shaking gently in the cloud hall at No. 212 of Baiyun Mountain, and a bone-sounding chirping sound was heard. Circling up and down, stirring endlessly.

As if penetrating through time and space, Chen Zong's consciousness of the sea suddenly appeared as a strand of grayish white hair like hair.

As soon as the grayish white appeared, an indescribable breath of life and death permeated away, and the sea of ​​knowledge, which was almost torn apart, also stabilized in an instant, and all cracks disappeared.

The off-white breath fell into the hands of Chen Zong's body of consciousness, and instantly flicked into a long white sword. It was astonishing that the pressure to collapse himself was also offset, and Chen Zong's body of consciousness was stabilized .

"This..." Chen Zong was a bit dazed. Rao was talented by Chen Zong. His will was strong and his landslide would not change color in front of him. But what happened at this moment made him unbelievable.

The gray sword in his hand was condensed by a ray of off-white breath. The breath of extinction exuded was very familiar, making Chen Zongqing can't help but think of the evil sword of extinction he placed in the Cloud Hall of Baiyun Mountain.

However, Baiyun Mountain is very far away from himself, and it is separated by 3,000 feet from the empty sea of ​​ice, or the independent space of the Ice Emperor's Secret Realm.

How could the wicked evil sword penetrate.

Or in fact, before that, some of the powers of the Exterminating Evil Sword had quietly entered their bodies without their awareness?

As soon as his thinking changed, strong pressure struck again, making Chen Zong wake up instantly.

Now, it is the battle between life and death, and it is urgent.

cut!

Holding the long sword transformed by the silenced sword qi, one sword slanted upward, seemingly simple, but extremely mysterious.

This sword came first, and it directly avoided Taiyuan King's incomparably strong finger, and the finger was like a two parallel parallel lines.

fast!

The pupil of King Taiyuan did not consciously contract, only felt a creepy intrusion.

That finger fell, about to hit the body of Chen Zong's spirit consciousness, but Chen Zong wielded a sword that cut the Taiyuan King's body of Sacred Thought first, and the sword in his hand also disappeared.

Even the body of the Sacred Mind, which is more powerful than the body of spirit consciousness, can't stop the power of the sword energy of silence.

pause!

The finger pointed by King Taiyuan paused in front of Chen Zong's body of consciousness, as if it were frozen, and King Taiyuan's eyes widened, filled with incredible looks, covered with gray light, and then, together Road cracks appeared on the body and spread quickly.

Shattered!

Only in an instant, the body of King Taiyuan broke apart, leaving a little light spot that could not tell what color was diffused in Chen Zong’s sea of ​​knowledge, and those light spots quickly spread to the body of Chen Zong’s spiritual knowledge. Go, one after another, they are all submerged into the body of spiritual consciousness.

Suddenly, a sudden pain through the hole spread, and a burst of information like a torrential explosion exploded, destroying everything.

The pain was overwhelmed, and Chen Zong's consciousness seemed to fall into a channel that exudes countless brilliance, constantly shuttle and leap, that channel seems to be a channel of space and time.

I don't know how long the past, Chen Zong's consciousness was separated from that channel.

The new heavens and earth are vast, and in the distance, there is a large gray-black light surging from the sky and the mountains and the sea, surging with amazing evil waves, filled with terrible tyranny and bloodthirsty breath.

Under the thick gray and black breath like a cloud of lead, there is a figure that exudes a terrible breath to form a large army of mountains and rivers to control the sky and fly, as if the swarm of locusts wants to devour everything.

Seeing those figures, Chen Zong was shocked.

Void Demon!

It is the void demons that he encounters within the demon forbidden area of ​​the Devil Abyss of the Canglan World that are generally the same, but they are more powerful many times.

With a bit of surprise, Chen Zong's eyes swept across the left and right sides, and the figures with different rays of light but all exhaled an amazing breath stood in the sky, it was the cultivator.

The breath fluctuations emitted by each cultivator are extremely arrogant, completely exceeding the extraordinary realm, and all are strong men entering the holy realm. When Chen Zong's eyes fell on the figure headed by them, he was even more shocked.

The ice-blue breath is like a flaming flame, covering thousands of square meters, freezing everything in the world. Among them, there is a figure wearing an ice-blue robe. He can't see the front, only the back and a side.

When Chen Zong gazed at him, an amazing chill spread and seemed to freeze himself.

"Could it be... I went back to the ancients to witness the battle?" Chen Zong thought suddenly.

It may be that he absorbed the memory in the soul of King Taiyuan.

Well, the figure that gives you a sense of being frozen at a glance is the Binghuang Binghuang.

The so-called strong enemy of the ancients is the void demon.

For a time, Chen Zong felt a sense of silence.

"The boundless ice!"

The Void Demon Army is approaching, with tyrannical bloodthirst and destruction. The Vanguard Ice Emperor took the lead in his hand and waved it with one hand. It seems simple, but it implies the trajectory of the heavenly path. , Stretches forever, standing like a vast iceberg in the void, pushing forward instantly.

The sky is vast, the storm rages and destroys everything. Within a few tens of kilometers, it is impacted by the power of terror. The large number of bodies of the sky demons that have hit the front are frozen and exploded.

Thousands of icebergs pushed invincibly, killing thousands of demons in the void, but the demons of the void came in droves, bombarding the iceberg and breaking the iceberg.

The broken iceberg suddenly turned into a blast of ice that seemed to be falling apart, and bombarded hundreds of void demons before they could do their best.

one strike!

Chen Zong was shocked by the bombardment of more than a thousand and nearly two thousand with only one blow.

Other cultivators also shot.

The palm print is broken, covering thousands of square meters, and the palm falls like a void collapse.

One finger is like a sky pillar traversing the sky, crushing everything.

One leg seemed to fall down and the earth pillar collapsed.

Suddenly, a sword light illuminates, but the sky is overshadowed, as if only that sword light is the only light source between heaven and earth, and eternity.

This sword light seems to have come through time and space from ancient times. It has lived forever. It is sharp and boundless, sharp and unmatched, indestructible, intangible and uncut.

This sword completely attracted the attention of Chen Zong, as if the mind was completely absorbed into it, and the sword light that traversed the world was killed.

The situation is like a broken bamboo, wherever it passes, the void demons are split like tissue paper at a glance, their strong bodies appear so fragile under this sword light, and they are like nothing.

The void demons slashed by this sword are only a few less than the ancient ice king.

Chen Zong followed the sword light and saw a middle-aged man in a dark silver robe waving a sword.

The dark silver long sword broke into the air, tearing the void directly into a black lacquered mouth.

Tearing space!

His sword was strong enough to tear the space.

The man's appearance is ordinary, his temples are whitish, but his eyes are extremely sharp, sharp to the extreme, as sharp as it can pierce everything and tear everything, and so sharp that everything cannot be resisted right now.

The sword that is sharp to the extreme, the sword that cuts off all, the sword that is indestructible.

This person and this sword brought Chen Zong a great touch.

Life and death, and fierce fighting.

At every breath, the Void Demon will be beheaded, and at every breath, the cultivator will also die.

At a glance, Hei pressed a large area, and did not know how many Void Demons there were.

Chen Zong was shocked.

The weakest of these void demons is also the level of entering the holy realm.

It is terrible to imagine a scene composed of strong men who entered the Holy Realm level.

In the eyes of Chen Zong, entering the Holy Realm is the strong man, but so many strong men are undoubtedly terrifying.

"It seems that only when you reach the Great Holy Realm can you be regarded as a strong man standing at the pinnacle of the world." Chen Zong thought secretly.

In this battle, the cultivator side is not only the Great Holy Realm of Vanke Ice Emperor, but also other Great Holy Realms, but not as powerful as Vanke Ice Emperor.

On the other side, there is a strong equivalent of the Great Holy Realm on the side of the Void Demon.