Talisman Emperor

The eight great swords of the Ten Thousand Tibetan Swords are known as one of the most difficult swordsmanship in the world.

This sword method contains eight ways of auspiciousness, each sword power exhausts the path of change, dense as a star river, vast as a smoky sea, even a good performer is difficult to deduce all the changes.

And the sword is divided into eight realms. One is harder than the other. Those who can peek at the gates can be described as amazing talents. Those who can cultivate to the highest realm. None of them is rare for a thousand years!

Even with the majesty of the Chu Emperor today, the decades of studying and studying the Wan Tibetan Sword Dictionary will eventually be abandoned halfway, unable to fully master it.

The difficulty of practicing the sword of the Ten Thousand Hidden is terrible.

And now, in this last round of confrontation, Chen Xi suddenly entered the state of enlightenment, and inadvertently merged the eight swords of the ten thousand Tibetan swords into the full, reaching the highest realm, instantly causing a huge sensation.

Flourishing and falling back to true life.

The sword is round and natural!

Even an old monster watching the war couldn't help but marvel at it, like admiring the world's most magnificent waterpainting of Mount Mo, with a deep sense of pity in his heart.

“But there must be a gift of amazement, repression of an era, leading the wind, creating unprecedented brilliance, and this child deserves this glory! ”

“In such a crucial battle, we entered the enlightenment, and the convergence of the swords of all the Tibetan swords in one sword. Such qualifications are truly ancient and rare in the millennium. Heard that there is no such thing as a doorman, I would like to accept such a genius! ”

“If this child wishes, I, Biyuan Xiandao, would like to accept it as the core disciple. Any kung fu, Dan Yao and Fabao will be chosen by him, which means that he can be designated as a lesser master, too! ”

“I'm the Rift Sword Pie...”

“I am Mingxia Zong...”

Old Immortal ancestors in the masses moved the heart of love talent, wanted to bring Chen Xi under the door, open up all kinds of tempting conditions, even to grab Chen Xi, several Immortal ancestors argued.

This lively scene, even Northwestern Heng on the side of the scene stared at me, and I didn't expect my brother-in-law to become so hot in the blink of an eye.

Chen Xiao hasn't fought this oppressive and smooth battle in a long time. This time, he was forced by Ching Xiuyu to realize the immense potential of his soul. Finally, he broke through the critical juncture of the Ten Thousand Tibetan Swords Dictionary and merged into the highest realm of success.

That feeling, as if the sword in your hand turned into a part of your body, flesh and blood connected, one way to break the Fan cage, understand the law of nature, all kinds of changes, all kinds of ways hidden between the swords, powerful enough to rise several times more than usual!

“The magic, the evil, the light, the suppression! ”

Under the sword of Chen Xi Na's terrible Wan Tibetan sword, Ching Xiu Yu felt tremendous pressure, but her repair also raised the boat's height, exploding infinite potential.

That's genius!

Undefeated, indestructible, able to become stronger in adversity, and outbreak the extraordinary potential, whether Ching Xiu Yu, Chen Xi, or even Zhao Qinghe, Wang Fu Changtian, they all have such potential.

Differently, this potential of Ching Xiu Yu comes from the experience of the reincarnation of Tianxian, almost equivalent to being born, while the potential of Chen Xiao is honed from countless hard battles and belongs to the acquired culture.

Boom!

Ching Xiu outburst completely, her body was bright and covered nine days and ten places. As in substance, it formed a bright fire with terrible burning power, in which the divine, vast, mysterious, intolerable taste of worship was revealed.

“This is holy art! Self-inflicting Shou Yuan, sacrificing to the Light in exchange for several times more power than usual! Chen Xi actually forced her to desperately use Shouyuan...” The pupils of all fairy ancestors suddenly shrunk, recognizing this powerful and terrible perfect-grade martial arts.

The art of holy sacrifice, a perfect grade of martial arts that communicates the origins of heaven and earth, through the pure and devout mind and the lack of firm will, amalgamate the martial arts wonders, combine the energies of heaven and earth, and offer sacrifices to light, thus drawing on the terrible power of the origins of light, once carried out, can master the light, the ghost gods surrender, rebellion and kun!

Boo!

A flame of light swept towards Chen Ti, but he dodged it. The flame of light fell on the ring stage, instantly burning a deeply unseen cave, and almost all the symbolic formations under the trumpet were destroyed!

“It is indeed the sacramental fire formed by the art of sacramental sacraments, nothing is immortalized, nothing is broken, it is said to cultivate to the extreme, and even be able to summon to nurture the light spirits in nature, enough to burn the mountains and boil the sea and destroy the stars and the moon. ”

“But those who are able to cultivate the art of sacrament to its ultimate, since ancient times, have only existed in the realm of Xuan Huan, like us, are simply invisible. ”

“Nor is that possible, with the qualities of the Ching Xiu suit, to become the first person in the history of the Great Chu dynasty to fix the art of sacrament to the extreme. ”

All the fairy ancestors were discussing the art of sacrament, and the Emperor Chu himself took the initiative to firmen the stage completely.

And on the ring, the battle is raging.

As soon as Ching Xiu's “sacred art" took action, the bright fire danced in the sky, the power was terrible, and Chen Xi did not dare to easily stifle these flames with the taste of sacrifice, suddenly the pressure surged.

The battle really took off and landed, and without a tea kung fu, many amazing changes took place.

Shh!

The increasingly dense fire cover of the Holy Festival constitutes a huge cage, covering the entire ring, making it inescapable for Chen Ti to escape.

Chen Xieyou saw this, and immediately rose, sword sword sword sword sword sword sword sword sword sword, splashed out.

The two finally started touching hard again.

Suddenly, the fire of the Holy Festival, like a storm and rain, locked Chen Ti and laid the ground. In an instant, Chen Ti was burned out of a blood cave.

The power of the sacred fire can even destroy the platform set by the Emperor Chu himself, let alone the human body?

This power of fire no longer falls within the scope of the Fire Avenue, but derives from the power of the origin of the Light Path, mysterious and divine, which incidentally seizes the change of the innate.

“Die!” Ching Xiuyu cried out: “Holy fire extinguished! ”

She erupted again, spreading an extremely dense sacred fire, like a comet falling from outside the sky, to purify and ablate the tide completely, leaving no remains.

Her killing intentions, and even more so, were perfected in this full blow.

Chen Xijian sword broke into the sky, and exerted all his strength. There was no longer a trace of preservation. Let the sacred fire strike through the body, flesh and blood melt at all costs.

Though his body was repaired enough to rebuild the drip of blood, it was not enough to face the sacred fire, because these forces of light could instantly extinguish the flesh and give it no time to repair.

In other words, now Chen Xi is moving forward with his life!

He tore open the shadows of the fire and split his body apart, bleeding brightly in light gold, all over his body, like a man of blood, striking and astonishing.

“Desperate? Me too!” Qing Xiuyu saw this, her eyes cleared. She knew that if Chen Xi could rush over, she would only be afraid to fall into a disadvantage.

At this moment, on her quiet jade face, she rarely spreads a raving of madness: “Chen Xi, you're going to die, do you still want to break the veil of the sacramental fire? If you take my innocence, you must pay for it! ”

Shh!

The fire of the Holy Festival grew bigger and bigger, covering the heavens and the earth, so that the monks outside the ring could no longer see the war inside them. After doing all this, Ching Xiu Yao spit out a bite of blood and his face was pale and transparent.

The art of sacrament is a kind of hegemonic martial arts. If you want to play more powerful forces, you must sacrifice yourself at the cost of your life dollars, communicate with the power of the origin of innate light, and injure yourself.

Qing Xiuyuan had already lost a lot of Shouyuan before. At this moment, it was brutally applied again, and her repair could not be consumed. Her body was suddenly rephagocyzed.

However, Ching Xiuyu doesn't care about this at this time. In any case, she can never tolerate Chen Xi defeating herself and surviving.

Boom!

The fierce fire of the sacred offering shines upon the heavens and the earth, and the power becomes more frightening. The flame, like the one stolen from the lamp of the gods, continues to burst into the body of Chen Ti.

For a moment alone, Chen Xi had the feeling that his body would burn. Infinite pain, like a serrated tooth, devoured every inch of flesh around him, his body could not help but tremble.

As if the next moment, we are on the verge of death.

“Unbreakable, broken and backward, this battle, I must win! Must...” Chen Xi's heart is shouting, he has held the unwavering conviction of victory, even death, to the full!

What about the Light Path and the Holy Fire? Everything that stands in the way of your own pace must be destroyed, disintegrated, powdered!

Because he wants to win, he needs to take back his own flesh and blood - Chen An!

There is no more mindfulness but victory.

Nine dead without remorse.

Boom!

At this moment, his will penetrated the divine soul, becoming unprecedented in strength and uniqueness, resolute, aware of the sea, suddenly burst into shock and terror, the statue of Volkswagen automatically appeared, reflecting billions of rays of divine light, river map fragments buzzing and trembling, strange fluctuations spinning and spreading... everything seemed to be in a state of collapse.

Yet Chen Xi's heart has become as clear as glass. The whole person enters an indestructible, static and empty state, as if everything in time, space, heaven and earth has entered a stationary state.

The power of all kinds of ways is constantly diffusing in front of him. Five lines, yin and yang, thunder, wind, stars, sky, other shores, sinking, killing… etc. Fourteen avenues of Orthodoxy, like fourteen full rounds, emerged in a flash.

One moment is a thought, twenty is a moment, twenty is a finger!

During this brief and indescribable thought, Chen Xifu chopped a sword from his heart.