I just want to practice

Facing this deadly taboo sword, Tianjiao of the Shura tribe trembled in his soul and let out a hoarse roar. He wanted to break free from the shackles of the sword, but he couldn't move at all. He could only watch helplessly as the scarlet heavenly sword cut through layers. Dao domain.

finally.

The Heavenly Knife fell mercilessly, splitting the extremely close-knit Tianjiao of the Shura Clan into two pieces, and the flowing blood gushed out like an ocean, covering the entire battle platform!

Pom Pom Pom!

Slashing the most brilliant knife in this life, the old kings who killed a person who was extremely close to the Tao also suffered a terrible backlash, their whole bodies were exploding, and only the head was left in the blink of an eye.

"Hahaha, have fun, kill!!"

But he didn't seem to feel the pain, his cracked head looked like a ghost, biting his saber with his rotten teeth, he directly killed Di Wutian.

This is the biggest threat!

He wants to use his last strength to cut off the threat for Luo Qingcang and others!

Facing the extremely bright, Jiu Jiquan slashed and killed an old Baiwang who was close to Tianjiao.

Since the battle, Di Wu Tianxin Lake rang the alarm for the first time, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and he felt a sense of danger.

But, that's all.

The moment when the old Baiwang Jiuji fully opened.

Di Wutian admitted that the first knife did have the power to threaten him.

As for the second knife...

Boom!

The bloody heavenly knife sliced ​​through Cang Yu!

Heavy Dao domains are berserk and bright!

The moment the two collide, the universe shakes, the law breaks, and the infinite beam of destruction bursts out. One-thousandth of a finger instantly fills the big universe, making it impossible to look directly at.

"Did you make it?"

Luo Qingcang was drenched in blood, while suppressing the sadness in his heart, there was a glimmer of hope in his heart.

Even, he knew it was impossible.

However, that was the blow that Senior Brother Hu burned everything in exchange for, and it was his last pride!

however……

clang!

The next moment, the sound of the collision exploded across the universe, and a sharp edge that opened up the world suddenly rose from the center of the collision.

That dark sharp edge is not eye-catching, but it is like a magic ax in the hands of Kaitian gods and demons. It can cut chaos, split the heavens, and break three thousand gods and demons!

At the moment of rising, the yin and yang of the world are instantly split into two halves. No matter how solid and immortal the existence in the world is, it will be ruthlessly split in the face of this black edge that opened up the world!

"Senior Brother!!"

Luo Qingcang roared mournfully, the glimmer of hope in his heart was also ruthlessly torn to pieces at the moment when the edge rose.

Huhuhu~

The divine light dissipated, and the chaos became clear.

In the center of heaven and earth, Di Cangtian raised one hand high, put his five fingers together, and firmly pinched the downward-slashing sky knife. With a snap of his five fingers, the blood-colored sky knife was instantly cut into millions of pieces by the black sharp edge between his fingers, and burst with a bang.

And the old Baiwang who holds the sword.

But it has long been wiped out, without any breath.

The intact Di Wutian withdrew his right hand, looked at the severed blade in his palm, and thought for a while.

"Ah."

After a while, he chuckled, looked at Luo Qingcang and others who had blood red eyes and gritted teeth, and said: "It seems that I still underestimated myself.

Zhan Dao Jiu Ji is indeed very strong, but you are too weak.

If you can go to the realm of the shortcut, you can indeed use this method to defeat the mighty, only the king of gods..."

He shook his head and said: "Speaking of arrogance, even if you all go together, today, at most, I will be hurt."

251 There Shouldn’t Be Purgatory in My Dream

His voice was neither light nor heavy, full of invincibility, unusual arrogance, but it seemed to be stating the facts, making it impossible to refute.

Because this is self-confidence that stems from strength.

Just because of his strength in the field of extreme nearness, he has already overwhelmed Luo Qingcang and others.

Not to mention, he was still carrying Dacheng's Holy Body of Opening Heaven on his back, and with only a little sharpness showing, he single-handedly received the sword of the old Baiwang who had fully opened the Nine Silence.

No one knows how terrifying it will be when he explodes with all his strength.

despair.

For a moment, it enveloped Luo Qingcang and the others, so heavy that they couldn't breathe.

They have already embraced the heart of generosity to die today, and they shouldn't have such emotions.

The reason why there is despair at this time.

Because of.

They found that facing Di Wutian, their deaths turned out to be meaningless.

……

at the same time.

Devil Jietian.

woooooo~

It seems to have sensed the tragedy on the battlefield, and this dilapidated and decayed world is even more hopeless.

Between heaven and earth, the mournful wind whimpered, everything cried, and the sky was scarlet, reflecting the heroic scenes on the battlefield, turning into a continuous rain of blood.

The rain of blood fell on the cities around Wushen Mountain, and fell on the bodies of the Mojietian people. It was cold and biting, making them feel a kind of sadness that came from the depths of their souls, which was too thick to dissolve.

They looked up at the sky and saw scenes on the battlefield.

The ancient ancestors are screaming, the kings are bleeding, the soldiers are sacrificing, and Chi Xiaotian is shattering...

The world is full of ferocious and hateful faces.

They laughed wildly, they ridiculed wantonly, trampled on the dignity of martial arts, kept slaughtering the pride of martial arts, and brought endless despair to Mo Jietian.

"Hateful, kill!!"

"Those who are bloody, follow me on the battlefield, kill one for money, and kill a pair for blood!"

"Wu Daoerlang, death in battle has always been the only thing to say. Take my soldiers. I want to drink Shura's blood today!"

At the foot of the Martial God Mountain, a martial artist whose rank was no higher than that of the true emperor was boiling with rage, his eyes were about to burst, he didn't consider the disparity in strength between the enemy and himself, and rushed towards the battlefield one after another.

"Brothers and sisters, the great enemy is in front of us, and martial arts are in danger. How can we turn a blind eye and follow me down the mountain to kill the enemy!"

On Wushen Mountain, the new generation of hundreds of kings roared in grief, they all rushed out of the cultivation cave, smashed through the void, and merged into the improvised army.

No one stopped.

No one persuaded.

Because once Chixiaotian was broken, Mojietian was also finished.

Even if they endured it for a while, what awaited them was not calm, but the merciless slaughter of the Shura clan!

wow~

Sadness filled the soles of the feet, and the Wushen Mountain had a river of blood flowing out. It was trembling, screaming, and hurting. It wanted to enter the battlefield and kill all enemies for the Wudao town.

However, it is too old, and Mo Jietian is too barren.

Hundreds of epochs have passed, and its foundation has been worn out by the years, and it is impossible to recover and bless martial arts on its own. It can only "helplessly" watch the martial arts practitioners at the foot of the mountain go to the battlefield doomed to death, and there is nothing they can do.

It tries to wake up Wu Hong, who is deeply asleep.

However, in order to rescue Jiang Wuye, Wu Hong forcibly returned to the peak, and suffered a big backlash. The injury was too serious, and he had fallen into a deep slumber, unable to wake up at all.

wow~

Desperate and confused.

Its will came to an ocean filled with medicinal fragrance, saw the shriveled corpse in the center of the ocean again, and was about to leave with a sigh, but stopped suddenly.

because.

This time, it seemed to sense something different in the dead silence.

That's anger!

Unspeakable anger!

It even saw Jiang Wuye's mummy crying!

He seemed to be aware of the tragedies in the outside world. Scarlet blood and tears flowed out, and the shriveled corpse spontaneously emitted bursts of world-destroying energy, stirring up the sea and collapsing the sky in all directions.

'This will...'

Wushen Mountain trembled, it was startled.

The elders once said that Jiang Wuye had cut off all obsessions in the world, thinking that he had been liberated, and no amount of external stimulation would affect him.

And now.

He seemed to hear the roar of the ancestors in his sleep, saw the fall of the hundred kings, and felt the despair and indignation of countless clansmen.

So, he was angry!

His remnant body is recovering!

His fighting spirit is returning!

His soul is breaking free from the dream!

He wants to conquer the world again and kill all enemies for martial arts!

brush!

a moment.

He opened his eyes, and blood and tears welled up.

"In my dream, there should be no purgatory!"

His voice was hoarse, like an old man on the verge of death, and his shriveled body was even more lacklustre, but there was an unrivaled fighting spirit raging, and there was an endless flame burning that could burn the sky.

"kill!!!"

With the sound of killing, the heavens moved, billions of galaxies exploded into nothingness, a black light spanned endless time and space in an instant, and descended on the battlefield of Chixiaotian!

Boom!

The void collapsed and the sky shook.

The moment the black shadow appeared above the battlefield.

Like an eternal sky, everyone's hearts sank together, as if they were being targeted by a taboo monster killed from the abyss, and the fear from their life instincts made them freeze in place.

next moment.

The Shura raised their heads.

"Withdraw!!! Quickly withdraw!!!"

The moment the shriveled but familiar face came into his pupils, hoarse and fearful roars resounded on the boundless battlefield.

"Wu Xiuluo, Wu Xiuluo, I will die, I will die a miserable death!"

"Why didn't he die, how is this possible?! No no!!"

"Run, run away, anyone who stands in my way will die!!"

"Extreme powers can't kill him, he is a devil, we can't kill him, run away!"

The timid ones just poured shit and urine, said all kinds of crazy and chaotic words in their mouths, and fled to the rear desperately, only hating their parents for losing two legs.