I have a role in the heavens

Hidden Sword Tower, the sky is broken and the earth is missing. Outside the sword evil formation, there are dark clouds and the evil wind is howling. Many strong men have gathered and are fiercely attacking the mountain gate, trying to break the formation.

There is a cyan evil god with a gloomy air, an immortal with eyes as cold as ice, and a shaman ancestor god with a string of human heads and skulls hanging on them. There are also two coffins rolling with blood-yellow mist of death. There is the Bodhisattva of Joy sitting on the ninth lotus platform, confusing yin and yang. There is a monk like a rich boy holding a vajra. Behind him, the golden Buddha with a ferocious face is solemn and precious, but he is holding a concubine. .

The first three are the quasi-Dharmakaya combat powers of the top forces, while the Ice Soul Immortal seems to be the earthly immortal relic of the Cao family. The other few people are the Nether Emperor, the Bodhisattva of Joy and the Contemporary Buddha of Joy who each have their own magic weapons. Three of them are in the top four of the black list, not to mention the other two who are mainly Golden Tent Warriors and Immortality Sect Shamans. There are more than a dozen masters, including the leader of the Golden Horde warriors, Hasullah.

The invisible and formless sword light wandered around, as if it had merged into the sea of ​​vitality between heaven and earth, making the Immortal Sect Daman dare not admit it. Fortunately, his Immortal Heaven Possession could be restored through the aura of wish that ignored the distance, otherwise Facing He Qihui is quite difficult.

Since the incident with the Blue Blood Man, "Sword Madness" He Qi's physical body of phaseless sword energy has become more refined and rounded. It is invisible and formless, and its whereabouts, smell, and traces are completely gone. People cannot grasp it under his attack. The slightest bit of useful information can only be passively endured. He is best at fighting in groups. It can also be transformed into a sea of ​​vitality and become a drop of water. People dare not spit it out and add it, so they can only rely on the power of the law body.

Although the Dharmakaya is originally the embodiment of laws and vitality, it is not a big problem if it does not breathe out the vitality, but it also has its limit. If things go on like this, the strength will gradually weaken and eventually dry up and fail.

Daman was possessed by the Changshengtian and manifested into the true form of a blue god with a size of dozens of feet. He stepped on the water, held a flame in his hand, was surrounded by dark clouds, had thunder and lightning as his eyes, and his head was like the sun. It seemed to cover all things in nature, surrounding the surrounding area. Thousands of miles evolved into the immortal world, where ancestral spirits and devout warriors appeared one after another. After being shattered by the invisible and formless sword energy, they were born from nothingness, playing a role in assisting and delaying the enemy.

At the same time, snowflakes condensed with the aura of wish fell from the Immortal Realm to replace the sea of ​​vitality. Coupled with various large-scale spells and various strange magical powers, Daman was at a disadvantage, but He Qi was firmly held back. So that he can't be anywhere else.

Xiliang City, the capital of Xizhou.

The formation was opened, and Sima Yin, the head of the Sima family, held a bamboo whip about four feet long. Its original color was unknown, but it seemed to be able to absorb attacks and light, so it appeared dark black. It was said that with a whip in hand, it can destroy all laws. It is the Sima family's magic weapon "Destruction Whip".

At this time, the great Asura Mengnan appeared in his true body of blue-black with three heads and six arms. He was angry and fierce, naked except for the black fur around his waist. His eyes were blazing with black fire and he was holding a blood-colored spear as he attacked the formation. The spear was full of murderous and bloody energy, and the filth slowed down the formation, allowing it to penetrate almost unimpeded. Black flames burned the sky, and everything it touched turned into ashes silently.

Sima Yin was in a large formation, and several other masters were helping to control it at key points in the city or old house. He whipped out the whip, followed by the formation, and the sky-burning flame was extinguished, and he disappeared to nowhere.

With another whip, the darkness flowed, the fierceness of the blood-colored spear disappeared, and the Shura body was almost swallowed up. Mengnan could only retreat quickly.

"Great Asura" Meng Nan was alone and attacked for a while. Seeing that there was no chance in a short time, he immediately bypassed Xiliang and went deep into Dajin. Along the way, he harvested the sects of aristocratic families who had a sense of luck. These people did not withdraw into the state. city.

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"Magician" Han Guang hid his figure and quickly went south through the layers of void. According to his agreement with Gurdo, he could not attack the grassland and the left alliance in this battle, and had to attack the right path.

When he was flying away, he could vaguely feel that the Dharma King who had merged into the void was also heading south. Perhaps he was going to help the Blood Sea Rakshasa and the Great Asura to quickly defeat a Dharmakaya and seal the victory. Or maybe he had other purposes.

Because they planned early and had far more time than the right way, they were able to make a lot of preparations in advance. They all signed a contract witnessed by the "Tianchu Axe", and they could not kill each other during the war.

In Changle City, deep in the palace, Gao Lan still sat on the throne with deep shadows, looking into the distance. He seemed not to have noticed that the magician and the Dharma King were hiding south, or maybe he had noticed but was too lazy to care. He has sharp sword eyebrows, deep starry eyes, and a stern look. He is unmoved by the outside world. He has the Human Emperor Sword that once suppressed the late and middle ages of ancient times casually beside him.

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The blood shadow was light, almost transparent, flying invisibly, passing through the mountains, and was about to fly into the Dajin area. Suddenly, a god-man appeared in front of the Blood Sea Rakshasa, holding a long sword. There was a purple sun behind his head, and his whole body was surrounded by purple energy, bursting with purple light, and majestic.

"Purple Qi Haoran" Cui Qinghe!

A sword struck, and the blood shadow appeared. The thin bloody sword in his hand came up to block the sword. At this time, a golden Arhat came over from the left, with the sound of Buddha lingering and the appearance of a subduing dragon. He held a relic in his left hand and clenched a fist in his right hand. He struck erratically, as if it originated from every heart and changed with the changes of his mind. It was difficult to measure.

"Arhat Who Subdued the Dragon" has been heard for a long time!

There was a roar all around, the blood sea stood out, rolling endlessly, and huge red waves surged, blocking the punch and creating an opportunity for the blood sea Rakshasa to dodge.

But a Taoist priest appeared on the right, with fair hair and a childish face, and threw out a shrouded chaos talisman. The seal characters containing the cardinals of the mysterious avenue flew out one by one, fixing the surrounding patterns and the changes in the sea of ​​vitality. The stars stood out, the universe descended, and all phenomena were transformed. Life, countless murderous intentions will burst out. Taoist Yunhe used the Hunyuan Qi Supreme Talisman to instantly set up a massive array, trapping the Blood Sea Rakshasa.

The blood sea Rakshasa's eyes twitched, obviously he did not expect that there is such a Fu Zhuan Yang God, which is equivalent to the Dharmakaya! But he took his time and threw out the bloody bag full of strange patterns, his consciousness shaking the void.

"Fellow Taoist, help me!"

Two figures flew out of the blood-colored bag. One was a terrifying white tiger. It was huge and majestic. It raised its head and roared. The energy of Geng metal gathered and swirled around. The power of gold between heaven and earth suddenly gained the upper hand. The other was a one-horned Kui ox. Purple lightning flashed above the horns, and endless thunder gathered, overwhelming the sky and turning into green thunder dragons, ferocious and ferocious.

At the beginning of the plan, Han Guang helped Guldo reach an agreement with the two demon kings, but only revealed the information to the Blood Sea Rakshasa who was serving as a bait, and did not inform the other Dharma Bodies to prevent leaks!

When Cui Qinghe saw the two demon kings appearing and getting involved in the incident, he calmly blocked the attack with his sword to stop the attack. However, he suddenly saw a black gold spear with phoenix wings stabbing towards him. Hundreds of birds sang in unison, and rice grains A huge colorless flame condensed on the tip of the gun.

Demon Holy Spear? The awakened demon holy spear!

As Cui Qinghe was shocked, the White Tiger Demon King showed a mocking and cruel smile. In the last battle, the Taili Demon King was killed by Lu Chunyang with a sword, causing the Demon Holy Spear to wake up and reach the level of the Earth Immortal. It’s like killing an ax!

Facing the sudden attack of the Demon Holy Spear, Cui Qinghe restrained his mind, and the purple energy surrounding his Dharma Body suddenly expanded, shrouding his whole body in purple clouds, like a god descending from the sky, majestic and sacred. The purple clouds soar into the sky, like a dragon in flight. It is itself transformed into blossoming purple sun flames, igniting the air currents and the sea of ​​vitality, forming a gorgeous purple clouds ball of light that isolates the Demonic Holy Spear.

In the Phoenix Wings black gold gun point, the colorless flame the size of a grain of rice did not explode or expand. It burned silently like the purple sun flame, igniting fire with fire, swallowing fire with fire, as if the ancestor of all fires, overriding the purple clouds. above. In two or three moments, the demon saint spear penetrated the gorgeous purple glow ball and stabbed Cui Qinghe's dharma body. The flame the size of a grain of rice became a little bigger, about the thickness of a finger, shook gently, and burned through the void.

Master Yunhe pointed his hand, and the sky above the formation lit up, revealing a brilliant sun, condensed by the true fire of the sun, reflecting the surrounding area in a golden color. Then, the sun fell, drawing a wonderful arc, and struck the sky. Facing the Blood Sea Rakshasa, the most yang, righteousness and fierceness are reserved.

The Blood Sea Rakshasa waved the thin blood knife in his hand, and silently struck the sun. Suddenly, the sun turned red, as if it was dyed red by blood, and quickly disintegrated, turning into drops of blood falling down, while the thin blood knife Only the outer layer of blood mist was in the air, and it was not burned, so it looked extremely good in nature.

With a successful attack, the Blood Sea Rakshasa spread out his own blood sea. The sea of ​​vitality around Yunhe stood out, but it was all red. There were blood-red lotuses blooming inside, blooming with the slashes of the Blood Sea Rakshasa. It releases a fishy and sweet fragrance, and if ordinary people smell it, it will turn to blood on the spot.

Abbot Kongwen threw out the relic in his hand, and it transformed into a golden Arhat that looked like a Bodhisattva. His smile was light, as if he was compassionate, and he seemed to be enlightened. There were thousands of meanings and insights in it. He pinched it with his fingers, making a flower-like gesture, and brushed it towards After killing Demon King Kui Niu, the purple lightning and blue thunder in the sky dissipated for a moment, as if he had realized the Buddha's Dharma, and all four elements were empty, forcing Demon King Kui Niu to defend himself first.

In Changle City, Gao Lan, who was sitting on the imperial throne and covered by shadows, seemed to have lightning in his eyes. He looked to the south. The human emperor's sword beside him began to shine on its own without prompting. Gao Lan stood up slowly, with a stern look on his face, and gave a low drink.

"The old enemy has arrived, and if he doesn't wake up, how long will it take?"

The main purpose of the Human Emperor Sword is to fight against the demon clan and the Demon Saint. At this time, the demon holy spear of the Demon Saint appears in the world, and the Human Emperor Sword naturally responds to the reaction!

The sun, moon and stars, mountains and rivers, texts and herbs, nature and civilization all stand out, illuminating the dark palace like daylight. Gao Lan is wearing a bright yellow robe and a flat crown on his head. He is extremely handsome and majestic. He picks up people with one hand. The imperial sword holds the seal of the Northern Zhou emperor in one hand. His eyes were ruthless, looking south in the distance, whispering to himself.

"The Human Emperor Sword has not appeared for nearly 100,000 years. It seems that everyone has forgotten how powerful the Human Emperor Sword will be when paired with the Emperor's Jade Seal!"

Gao Lan stood on His Majesty's side, holding the Imperial Seal of the Northern Zhou Dynasty high in his hand, pointing the Emperor's Sword at an angle, and the light golden light burst out, turning the entire palace into a magnificent sight. The sun, moon and stars floated on the top of the palace, and mountains and rivers filled the surroundings. One palace evolved into a world, and there were many phantoms crawling inside, including majestic and noble gods, immortals who were indifferent to the world, murderous and corrupt demons, and various phantoms. All kinds of great monsters.

The Human Emperor Sword is a peerless magic weapon that stops the demonic chaos on the earth, ends the age of myth, and starts the prosperity of the human race! The blade of the sword is stained with the blood of immortals, gods and demons, and condenses into the figures of all races on the back. It is also fused with the blood of strong human race generations. After tens of thousands of years of hard work, the clan has become extremely strong, overwhelming the world, and the king of kings. !

In Changle City, many days of chaos have made many common people panic. Some pray to gods and Buddhas, some rely on strong men, and some fall into evil ways. At this moment, their hearts are shocked at the same time, and a majestic voice sounds in their minds. .

"I am Gao Lan, the Lord of the Great Zhou Dynasty. I protect my subjects and do not let the immortals, gods and demons plunder them!"

One by one, the common people felt that this voice was full of authority and could not help but be moved. They seemed to have found their backbone, the leader who led them and others to support each other and avoid disasters. Some of them fell to their knees, some burst into tears, and some Rejoicing, some united as one, and invisible breath rushed into the void.

Paijing, Lulong, Juyuan, every city, every village, every subject in the Northern Zhou Dynasty had similar voices ringing in their hearts, ringing at the same time, no distinction between distance, no distinction between high and low, their beliefs, their Will, their desire, are connected invisibly.

Outside a county city, the statue of the Six-Destroyed Yama was knocked down with one palm, destroying the city defense formation. The heroes and ordinary people inside fell into despair at the same time. At this moment, they heard Gao Lan's voice, and they clutched at the last straw.

Suddenly, light soared into the sky, and a statue of an emperor stood out above the city. He was wearing bright yellow robes and a flat crown. He was handsome and indifferent, and his lips were extremely thin. He looked like Gao Lan himself. He actually crossed a distance of hundreds of thousands of miles in an instant. , appears here.

Gao Lan swung out the pale gold sword in his hand, and the images of gods, gods, and demons engraved on the back were all highlighted. The blood of the strong men that had been integrated in the past flowed immortally, and was finally fixed on the image of the demon! The king's will was revealed, the evil aura dissipated, and the Six-Destroyed Yama statue seemed to have encountered a nemesis, its movements were unexpectedly slow, the sea of ​​vitality that collapsed around it opened up, and the destructive air mass that exploded everywhere broke into two halves. The pale gold sword was chopped down, and the statue of the Six-Destroyed Yama was split into two, returning to an evil bone.

The Human Emperor's sword comes out, and the evil demon consecrates his head!

On the border between the Northern Zhou Dynasty and the grassland, over a city, Gao Lan's figure suddenly appeared again and leapt into the heights, where was the battlefield between Da Man and He Qi. Gao Lan's face was stern, and he was also carrying mountains, rivers, sun, moon and stars, and swung his sword again.

Daman was quite surprised to see Gao Lan attacking him, but he immediately reacted and grabbed it with his big hand. Countless dots of wish power merged into a statue of a god, a statue whose whole body was burning with golden divine fire. As soon as the statue appeared, it rushed towards Gao Lan. There were vines wrapping around the body behind it, and strange insects flying all over the sky. They were all transformed by witchcraft and magical powers, trying to block him for a moment.

Gao Lan's eyes were indifferent, his thin lips were tightly closed, he replaced the sky with himself, reversed his position, and was immediately above the statue of the god and all kinds of witchcraft and magical powers, and then he slashed out the Human Emperor Sword vertically. The light gold flows, the blood changes, and the image of the sun, moon, stars, mountains, and rivers behind Gao Wang remains unchanged, but the immortals, gods, and demons surrounding him suddenly shrink, leaving only the appearance of gods, noble and noble gods. The long sword struck the statue of the god, and the golden flames dissipated. The light spots of wish power dissipated and turned into flying rain all over the sky. There was no resistance at all. The witchcraft and immortality behind were also leveled with one sword, as if they had encountered a natural nemesis.

Seeing the sun, moon, stars, mountains and rivers engraved on the front of this long pale gold sword, and the creeping figures of immortals, gods and demons on the back, and the words farming, fish and animal husbandry on the hilt, all kinds of human race, the Immortal Cult Master was suddenly startled and exclaimed.

"Human Emperor Sword!"

Man can defeat heaven, the enemy of immortals, gods and demons! And the Human Emperor Sword has awakened to the Earth Immortal level! Daman knew that the Human Emperor Sword was powerful and had no intention of fighting anymore, so he hurriedly used his life-saving magical powers and planned to escape far away.

Unfortunately, if it was just a one-on-one encounter with Gao Lan, he would still have a chance to survive. At this moment, when the Human Emperor Sword cut off his substitute, the true body of the spirit was forced out by He Qi's invisible and phaseless sword energy, and was Gao Lan catches up.

After a few breaths, Daman stood dumbly in the air. Sword energy spurted out from the inside of the blue-blue spirit body, disintegrating inch by inch. Even the strange green-black cane was restrained by Gao Lan. If Daman falls, he will be immortal and if the incense is enough, he can be reborn, but I don’t know how many years it will take.

Suddenly, a purple meteor streaked across the sky high in the sky. He Qi's pupils suddenly shrank, and the purple-flamed Cui Qinghe actually fell.

Gao Lan's expression was stern, his imperial eyes were majestic, and there was a flash of fluctuation. The only dharma body in the Jin family had fallen. This would definitely be of great benefit to his future plans. This is why he never went to fight against the Demon Saint. The reason for the gun.

At the Xijian Pavilion, at the top of the sword peak, Lu Chunyang stood with his hands behind his back, looking into the distance. His clothes were rustling in the mountain wind, his black hair was fluttering, and his expression was indifferent. It was like a high road, eternal, ancient, majestic and sacred. Eternal and immortal, motionless and silent.

"Gao Lan is very calculating. It seems that he wants to achieve the throne of Human Emperor and dominate the world. This war is indispensable without his and Han Guang's planning and promotion, treating everyone as pawns!"

"The Human Emperor Sword has actually awakened to the level of the Earth Immortal. It's so fast. It seems that Gao Lan must have read Han Guang's "The Jade Book of the Emperor of Heaven" and understood some of the emperor's supreme ways to be able to awaken so quickly. The Human Emperor Sword!"

Lu Chunyang sits and watches the situation and knows everything that is happening in the world. If he is willing to take action, Cui Qinghe will never fall. However, he has no good impression of the Cui family. If Cui Qinghe dies, he will die. It has nothing to do with him!

"Hey, Han Guang didn't go to Xuantian Sect to surrender the Time Sword, but went to Shaolin Temple!"

Lu Chunyang's perfectly fair and flawless face showed a trace of surprise. His mind moved, and a river of information gathered in the depths of the endless void, flowing in his heart. He suddenly understood. He looked in the direction of the Shaolin Temple with interest and whispered. Said.

"Ananda's Pure Land?!"

Outside the gate of Shaolin Mountain, an elegant middle-aged man is waiting with his hands behind his hands. He has a handsome face, black hair, and a wooden hairpin tied randomly. He has a kind of magical charm like a god and a demon. He is the "Magic Master" Han Guang. Next to Han Guang was a gray-haired master with an ugly face, like a ghost. Seeing the Shaolin formation wavering, Han Guang seemed to have expected it. He pressed his right hand leisurely, time slowed down, and the swastikas and scriptures that were flowing layer by layer suddenly seemed to be solidified. He accurately grasped the fleeting flaw!

Han Guang grabbed it with his left hand, and the two figures disappeared, and the glazed body barrier instantly recovered, seemingly normal. Somewhere in the back mountain, Han Guang's figure flashed away, penetrated the void, and entered the secret passage. He was extremely fast and reached the fork in the road in an instant, where a senior monk was guarding the location.

The monk was wearing a red cassock and had a withered face, like a rotten tree. He sensed someone approaching and was about to ask questions when he was photographed by Han Guang. He fell into the slow time and turned into dust. Han Guang kept walking until he reached the place where "love, justice, kindness, and benevolence should not enter this door."