Leisurely cultivating life

The earth rumbled and shook, and there were waves of earth waves.

"The secret array of military strategists really lives up to its reputation!"

Zhang Chukun took a deep breath, and immediately the endless void was reflected in his eyes.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, a statue of a god bloomed with billions of brilliance.

A cyan awn appeared out of nothing, and the sharp aura pervaded the sky, and immediately condensed into a phantom of an ancient blue and green sword, which was held by Zhang Chukunxu.

"Absolute Immortal's changes are infinite!"

whispered a word.

"Qiang~"

The phantom of the ancient Qingbi sword has fallen out of Zhang Chukun's hand.

Only in an instant.

It was convenient to cut the gun light that rushed in front of him into two pieces without any difference.

Simply neat.

"Lord of the mountain!"

Looking at this scene, Zhang Chukun muttered to himself.

When he broke through to the realm of transforming gods, the statue he visualized had a strange change.

This Qingbi Ancient Sword Phantom is one of them.

It is also the only one he can call.

Although he basically never went out of the Sizhong Mansion, he still knew a thing or two about the famous Four Swords of Immortals in Zhou Fan's hands from outside monks.

"This is……"

At the same time, the golden-armored man suddenly shrank his eyes when he saw the phantom of the blue ancient sword.

An uncontrollable chill emanated from my heart.

Even though the phantom of the blue ancient sword is just a trace of immortal sword energy formed by Zhang Chukun through the ubiquitous heaven and earth calamity, mixed with the image of Zhou Fan he visualized.

But its power and the dao rhyme contained in it are shocking.

Even more disorienting.

But Zhang Chukun took advantage of the shape of the plane and retreated quickly.

After all, he has too little combat experience, it was just a surprise blow just now.

If you fight head-on.

He didn't have much confidence.

"Where to go!!"

the other side.

The big man in golden armor also came back to his senses.

However, he suddenly understood how such a supreme treasure could be in the hands of a cultivator in the realm of transformation.

At most, it is an imitation.

And after seeing Zhang Chukun's actions again.

It is even more certain in my heart.

With a roar, countless talismans appeared on the iron gun in his palm, lighting up one by one.

In the blink of an eye, there was an endless wave of air.

With a terrifying force so huge that it could knock down a mountain, his speed suddenly increased to the extreme, and he caught up with Zhang Chukun.

Yu calmly clicked on the phantom of the ancient Qingbi sword hanging behind Zhang Chukun's back.

In an instant.

A majestic force broke out in Zhang Chukun's body.

It is also Zhang Chukun who has such a martial arts overlord beside Su Qingmi.

Over the years, under its influence, I have more or less dabbled in the method of body training.

Otherwise, the counter-shock force of this blow alone would be enough to seriously injure him, or even directly kill him.

But even so, he felt as if he was hit head-on by a gigantic monster.

Rao is already a great cultivator in the realm of transforming gods, and his body has also undergone a lot of tempering.

But I still felt the unimaginable displacement of all internal organs in my body.

Even more terrifying.

This majestic force that invaded his body was split into two in an instant, turning into two kinds of power.

Immediately, there was a slight collision.

Immediately, thousands of different terrifying powers evolved.

Countless huge forces collided and rampaged through Zhang Chukun's body.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Chukun's body became a balloon that was constantly expanding.

Anytime, anywhere, there is a possibility of exploding and being smashed to pieces.

Zhang Chukun was thrown hundreds of feet away in an instant.

"Clap~Clap~Clap~"

A sound of explosions came from Zhang Chukun's body continuously, continuously.

Countless vigor came out of Zhang Chukun's pores.

In the blink of an eye, a hundred-foot-long 'blood path' was left behind.

In a trance, it seems that there has been a blood rain here.