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Today, An Jing finally reached this state.

There is an indelible cold light in his eyes, and the sword in his hand is shining harmoniously.

An Jing looked ahead, and the Dulu Sword in his hand slashed downwards, and the void suddenly trembled crazily. The Dulu Sword was like a sword that could destroy the world, sweeping across the universe and eradicating everything in the world.

Click!Click!Click!

Under the inconceivable eyes of everyone, the top of Bashan Mountain, which was hundreds of feet high, was completely flattened by this sword.

The rest of the sword light continued towards Zongzheng Huachun, and then split the body of the great master into two.

"How could it be so fast!?"

Zongzheng Huachun's pupils still had a trace of astonishment and disbelief, and then the divine light gradually disappeared, and the two bodies fell heavily on the ground.

The lives of the land gods of the current world were wiped out in the sword light and turned into clouds and smoke.

Chapter 390: The Sign of the Great Chaos in the World Appears

Whoa!

The shocking uproar was also heard around Bashan at this moment.

Everyone stared at this scene in astonishment. No one thought that Zongzheng Huachun, who had always had the upper hand, was cut to pieces by the ghost swordsman and died in Huangquan in the end.

Hou Jin, Zhao Guo's masters, everyone looked at this scene in disbelief, especially Ji Rentai was stunned. He really couldn't believe that Zongzheng Huachun would be defeated by the Grand Master. In the hands of the ghost swordsman.

There was a vibration between the sky and the earth, and everything was silent.

It was as if time had stopped at this moment.

No one expected that the final outcome of this peerless war would be like this.

Today's great battle completely overturned the current situation in the world, Dayan even reversed all the previous declines, and this battle is destined to be recorded in the annals of history, and will be remembered by countless posterity.

With the strength of the five qi masters, An Jing beheaded a master who was in the realm of the great masters in the world, creating a record that was unprecedented and possibly unprecedented.

It can be said that after today's battle, it is enough to prove that An Jing has the strength to stand on the top of the world.

After all, how many great masters are there in the world today enough to kill the number one swordsman in the world?

"Oh my God! Even Zongzheng Huachun, who was promoted to Grand Master, is dead?"

"From then on, An Jing might be the best player in the world."

"The great master died under his sword, the number one swordsman through the ages is well-deserved!"

Between heaven and earth, the voice of discussion surged like a tide.

What kind of person is the Grand Master?

That is a land god who can increase his lifespan by 300 years. At first, everyone thought that Zongzheng Huachun was promoted to a grand master. Today, he defeated the ghost swordsman and could flex his fists in the world. Unexpectedly, he died in the hands of the ghost swordsman.

That Zongzheng Huachun was a genuine great master, yet he fell to the ground at this moment!

In history, there are very few existences of great masters dying, so at this moment, everyone still feels a little unbelievable in their hearts, just like dreaming.

Qiu Lun couldn't restrain the excitement in his heart anymore, and said ecstatically, "Brother won! Brother won!"

He also didn't quite believe it. Originally, An Jing was still at a disadvantage. He didn't expect that this last sword not only flattened Bashan, but also beheaded the living land gods.

The Nanman Lord said in disbelief: "Who else can stop this ghost swordsman?"

When Zongzheng Huachun revealed his cultivation as a great master, he thought that the ghost swordsman was doomed, but the fact was completely opposite.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Congyue couldn't say a single word.

Today's battle is really shocking.

Ji Rentai, who came back to his senses, said in a daze: "Impossible, this is absolutely impossible, how could the Lord be defeated?"

He never believed that the person in front of him, Zongzheng Huachun would lose to An Jing, but the fact that Zongzheng Huachun's body was lying in the distance made him have to believe it.

Zongzheng Huachun is dead!

Hou Jin's sky is falling!

Xiao Qianqiu let out a deep breath, and the brilliance of that sword still appeared in his mind, as if he was still thinking about it.

Luo Chongyang said: "He has reached the seventh realm."

The seventh realm is the highest realm of swordsmanship, and there is no record in the history books about a swordsman reaching this realm, from which one can see how terrifying this realm is.

Although great masters are rare, at least there are still people who have reached this realm, and the swordsman of the seventh realm can be said to be the only one in Anjing.

"What a terrible sword."

Xiao Qianqiu shook his head softly, "No matter how I deduce this sword, I only see one result."

Luo Chongyang asked: "What?"

Xiao Qianqiu said: "Death, even a grand master can hardly resist this sword, unless"

Luo Chongyang said: "Unless what?"

Xiao Qianqiu looked to the south, and said faintly: "Unless that evildoer who sits on the cloud tower is immortal."

An Jing, who has reached the seventh realm, has truly stood at the top of the world at this moment, but there is still one person with the strength who may be able to take An Jing's full-strength sword.

All the masters of the Devil's Cult were also ecstatic in their eyes, and their hearts were filled with excitement. An Jing beheaded the master of the Great Master Realm. It will also reach the real peak.

Zhao Qingmei's eyes were extremely calm, but there was also a ripple in her heart. Looking at the figure standing above the sky and the earth at this moment, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, full of pride.

"ended."

An Jing looked at Zongzheng Huachun who was lying on the ground, stepped forward and stretched out his palm, and the ray of heaven and earth spirit fell into the palm of his hand.

This ray of heaven and earth spirit is more than ten times more pure than the heaven and earth spirit. Although it is impossible to help him reach the realm of the great master, it is enough for him to reach the peak of the five qi and improve his strength.

Then An Jing picked up the much dust bead again, looked into the distance and said to himself: "Elder Elder, your wish has come true."

The battle between Jun Qinglin and Zongzheng Huachun in the desert seems to be still in sight, which is still fresh in people's memory.

Thinking back now, when Jun Qinglin wanted to resist Zongzheng Huachun, it seemed that he was worried that Zongzheng Huachun would attack him. If Jun Qinglin wanted to leave, Zongzheng Huachun might not be able to stop him.

Now that Jun Qinglin's vengeance has been avenged, Dongluoguan's grievances have been fully understood, and the knot in An Jing's heart has been completely relaxed.

Suddenly, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and the evil spirit rolled over and covered the entire sky, making the world dark, and an extremely depressive emotion surged into everyone's heart.

Qiu Lun was just about to command the Pingyang Wei army to attack Jin Dajun, and he was taken aback when he saw this, "What's going on?"

Not only Qiu Lun, but many masters present looked up at the sky with a trace of surprise in their eyes.

Immediately, from the evil spirit, a towering and majestic hall appeared in front of everyone's eyes. There were hideous and terrifying ghosts around the hall, like a ghost city suspended in mid-air.

"Fengdu!?"

Someone saw this and lost their voice in shock.

A kind of panic appeared in everyone's heart, and the heart was beating suddenly, as if it was about to pop out of the throat.

"Sky Fiend Shrine!?"

An Jing frowned, and a gleam appeared in his eyes.

Others don't know what this hall is, but he knows very well that this is not Fengdu, but it is just a rare treasure of the palace master of Tiansha Shrine. The Lord of the Heavenly Fiend Shrine, who had been in seclusion for many years, was born.

A gloomy voice sounded from the hall, and then a figure appeared among the many ghosts, "As expected of the world's number one swordsman, today's visit really opened my eyes."

The man couldn't see his face clearly, he was covered in a blood-red robe, and the surroundings were full of evil spirits and ghosts, which made people feel a sense of horror when he looked at it.

"Um!?"

Seeing this, the Xiha Buddha in the distance frowned slightly.

The person who came was not only a master of the Grand Master realm, but also not a master who had just entered the Grand Master realm. His cultivation level was much higher than that of Zongzheng Huachun.

Most of the great masters throughout the ages used their true essence to refine their internal organs once, only a very few top masters like the Buddha and the Great Qin Taizu used their true essence to refine their internal organs twice.

And Xiha Buddha himself is a great master who refined his viscera twice, the person who suddenly appeared in front of him could not make his heart turmoil, but what made him frown was the strange treasure next to the palace master of Tiansha Shrine.

This strange treasure actually has an extremely strong evil spirit, obviously it is not a mortal thing.

Zhao Qingmei jumped to An Jing's side and stood in front of him.

An Jing waved his hand and said, "Since you are here, why don't you show your true colors?"

Wu Shu said: "Everyone who has seen my true face is dead."

An Jing chuckled, "Oh? It seems that Your Excellency's honor cannot be seen."

Wu Shu shook his head and said, "Others may not be able to, but you can."

An Jing said, "Why can I?"

A cold voice came from the gloomy evil spirit: "Because I want you to die!"

The moment he finished speaking, the majestic evil spirit gushed out from the hall, rushing away like a surging tide.

At this moment, An Jing had already fought a battle with great masters like Zongzheng Huachun. From Wu Shu's point of view, he was seriously injured, and it was impossible for him to fight against him again.

From the tide of evil spirit, a bone-like palm protruded and grabbed An Jing.

"Boom--!"

The moment the bone palm came down, the void burst apart.

"Shattering the Void! Another master at the Grand Master level!"

"Too strong, who is this person?"

"There are still great masters in this world?"

Everyone looked at the shattered void, and only then did they know that it was another master-level master, but doubts appeared in their hearts.

An Jing pulled Zhao Qingmei behind him and said calmly, "Don't worry."

"Ok?"

When Zhao Qingmei saw An Jing's expression, a trace of surprise appeared in her eyes, but the surprise in her eyes soon disappeared.

"Amitabha!"

It was too late to say it, and then it was fast, I saw a majestic golden light sweeping towards, impacting on the evil spirit, and then a big golden hand protruded from it and rushed towards the bone claw.

"boom!"

When the two huge palms collided, it was like a mountain colliding, and there was a piercing roar, and the frightening wave of true essence spread crazily towards the surroundings.

"go!"

When An Jing and Zhao Qingmei saw this, they jumped up and disappeared in place.

Under the bright golden light, an old monk came slowly stepping on the golden light.

When Wu Shu saw the person coming, he narrowed his eyes immediately, "Happy Buddha?"

Seeing the appearance of this great master, there was an uproar in the audience. The battle of Jade Dragon Snow Mountain is known all over the world, and Xiha Buddha is already a household name for the living Buddha. Today, this great master appeared here, and it seems to be to protect ghost Swordsman, how is this not surprising?

Xiha Buddha clasped his hands together and said, "The benefactor should be the Lord of Guishuang's Tiansha Shrine."

If there is a ranking in the world from the understanding of Guishuang's power, then Buddhism is undoubtedly ranked first. After all, Pure Land and Guishuang are adjacent, and there have been some frictions and grievances before.

Wu Shu said in a deep voice, "Master, why did you stop me?"

The monk in front of him put him under great pressure. Obviously, Xiha Buddha's cultivation level is higher than his. Although he is also a great master, and he has a powerful treasure in his hand, Wushu is still unwilling to confront Xiha Buddha head-on.

Xiha Buddha whispered: "Amitabha, the poor monk promised the emperor to protect the safety of the benefactor."

"Human Emperor?"

Zhao Qingmei raised her eyes to look at An Jing, and a cold light flashed across her eyes.

An Jing felt a chill in his heart, and quickly sent a voice transmission: "Madam, I don't know anything about this matter."

Zhao Qingmei glared at An Jing, and then said nothing.

An Jing complained secretly at the side, Zhao Qingmei was good at everything, but she was very jealous, and it took a long time to clean up the jealous jar.

Moreover, he really didn't know that Emperor Yong'an was able to invite this great master to follow him.

Wu Shu heard Xi Ha Buddha's words, and said: "Master, the most critical moment has come, I don't think you want to hurt both sides with me, do you?"

Xiha Buddha heard a golden light in his eyes, "The benefactor seems to know a lot."

Wu Shu said: "Master was joking, what I know is only superficial."