Dragon Yuan plus system, I, Emperor Shi Tian, ​​sweep across the heavens

The strong men from all sides spoke one after another, making no secret of their provocations to Emperor Shitian. The atmosphere was tense in an instant, like a violent storm.

The Holy Lord of the Holy Land also appeared. He stood in the distance with a deep gaze, making it difficult to guess what he was thinking.

He looked around and frowned slightly, as if thinking about something.

This battle of geniuses was held in the Huntian Ancient Domain. It was arranged by the four major organizations and hosted by their Holy Domain. The pressure was really great.

The struggle between the seven super powers and Tianmen has been laid bare. When two powers fight each other, a disaster could result if one is not careful.

Although he was extremely powerful, he still had to be inferior to the seven major forces.

He appeared at this moment, originally to welcome the seven major forces, but he saw that they wanted to conflict with Indra, and for a moment he was unable to advance or retreat, and was in a very difficult situation.

"Holy Lord..."

The Great Elder secretly sent a message to seek advice, but was secretly stopped by the Holy Lord.

"Let's wait and see. I believe they won't be able to fight." The Holy Lord said in a voice transmission, "After all, the battle between geniuses is the decree of the Immortal King."

Unexpectedly, as soon as the Holy Lord finished speaking, Ling Feng, the sword master of the Jie Tian Sword Sect, suddenly took a step forward, and the long sword in his hand made a hissing sound.

The corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a playful smile, "Emperor Shitian, I heard that you have amazing swordsmanship, how about taking my sword?"

"Haha, the sword master wants to fight? Why bother looking for the sect leader? Let me do it!" Upon hearing this, Dugu Qiubai took the initiative to step forward to fight.

"You?" The Heaven-Severing Sword Master said with disdain, "I'm afraid if I kill you with my sword, Sect Master Di will blame me for being too heavy-handed!"

"How shameless! Watch out for my sword!" Dugu Qiubai shouted coldly, drew his sword first, and slashed out an unparalleled sword energy.

This sword was as fast as lightning, as powerful as thunder, carrying the supreme sword intent, and moving forward unstoppably. It was truly earth-shaking and awe-inspiring.

"Huh? You have some skills, but I underestimated you!" The master of Jietian Sword narrowed his eyes and fixed his gaze on Dugu Qiubai.

He raised a sword finger and slashed it forward.

Suddenly, the sharp sword energy tore through the void, making a sharp whistling sound, and collided fiercely with Dugu Qiubai's sword energy.

Boo!

The collision of the two sword energies did not produce any earth-shattering power. Only a slight sound was heard before disappearing into thin air.

Obviously, this situation was caused by the two men's strength being too concentrated and without any leakage.

However, anyone with a discerning eye knows that although this kind of competition may seem easy, it is actually extremely dangerous. If you are not careful, the sword may be destroyed and you may die.

"What a great swordsmanship!" The master of Jietian Sword praised.

As a swordsman, he did not have as many twists and turns as others. Seeing Dugu Qiubai's extraordinary swordsmanship, he could not help but feel a strong desire for his talent.

In his opinion, Dugu Qiubai is actually a natural born sword god. His sword intent is condensed and his heart of Tao is sincere, not much worse than Jian Yiyi.

I have to say, he has a very good vision.

Dugu Qiubai was born with a sword maniac. His attainments in the way of the sword were unmatched. With just one sword, he traveled across the world and was rarely matched.

In the past, due to the limitation of his cultivation, he couldn't fully display his extraordinary swordsmanship, but now that he has broken through to the Supreme Realm, everything is no longer a problem.

His swordsmanship has reached the pinnacle in the world. Even the great swordsman Lord of the Jietian Sword cannot suppress him in swordsmanship.

Next, the Lord of the Jie Tian Sword started to compete with Dugu Qiubai in swordsmanship. The two then swung their swords, seemingly casually, but in fact it was thrilling, and each sword had infinite power.

On the other side, Yuan Yi, the son of God of Wuji Heavenly Palace, also challenged Emperor Shitian.

Their move was not to engage in a decisive battle with Tianmen, but to test the situation before the battle of geniuses and to give Emperor Shitian a warning.

If they can suppress Emperor Shitian, they will have the final say in this battle of geniuses.

The strong make the rules, the weak follow them. This has always been the case in this world of cultivation where the strong are respected.

After experiencing the disaster at Guantian Academy, Yuan Chen went back to practice in seclusion and finally broke through to the Supreme Realm. He once again had the confidence to face Emperor Shitian.

Of course, he was still very wary of Emperor Shitian, and now he was only relying on the presence of his master's master to challenge Emperor Shitian.

"Brother Shi Tian, ​​we meet again."

Yuan Yi stepped forward, clasped his fists towards Emperor Shitian, and secretly exerted force with the folding fan in his hand. An unimaginable dark force surged, trying to make Emperor Shitian suffer a loss in silence.

However, Emperor Shitian just smiled calmly, "Brother Yuan, we meet again. You have made great progress, but you are still far from being able to deal with me!"

After saying that, he waved his hand lightly, and a ray of light flashed by, and Yuan Yi's dark energy instantly dissipated into nothingness.

"Indra, this Son of God treats you with great courtesy, why are you so ignorant of etiquette?" Yuan Yi became angry and swung his folding fan again.

The Wuji Dao turned into a divine light, carrying the most extreme power in the world, and rushed towards Emperor Shitian fiercely, unstoppable.

However, no matter how much progress Yuan Yi makes, how can he compare to the powerful Indra?

"It's just a trifle. I can destroy it with a snap of my fingers!" Emperor Shitian smiled coldly, his tone was icy and carried a hint of disdain.

Then, a finger force of nothingness popped out, instantly dissolving the powerful divine light, as if it had never appeared.

"Emperor Shitian, please stop being so arrogant. This palace master is here to meet you!"

Upon seeing this, Yuan Chen, the Palace Master of Wuji Tiangong, immediately stepped forward to stop him. He saw the magic gestures in his hands changing, and he was actually using his magical powers.

In an instant, countless golden beams of light attacked Indra like a rain of arrows, and each one had the power to easily penetrate space.

Wherever the beam of light passed, the space was shattered, which shows how powerful it is.

What’s even more rare is that this beam of light not only has incredible destructive power, but can also track the opponent’s breath, making it seem like a fight to the death.

Yuan Chen, as the leader of the largest force in the Xuanhuang Realm, is so powerful that there is no limit to it. Even if he attacks casually, he has infinite power.

If any other Supreme Realm being came across this move of his, they would probably not be able to cope with it, and would be seriously injured if not killed.

"The magical power is great, but it is ineffective on me!" Indra raised his eyes slightly, his expression remained calm in the face of this sudden attack.

He stepped lightly, his body moving like the wind, moving left and right, unpredictable, and he easily avoided the intensive attacks.

The black lights seemed to have eyes and kept chasing after him, but they were never able to touch the corner of Indra's clothes.

Every dodge is as graceful as a dance, containing an inexplicable rhythm that is dazzling.

"Infinite Illusion!"

Seeing that his attack was ineffective, Yuan Chen once again used his fingers to perform a magic spell, and the space around him instantly became illusory, and countless illusions appeared around Indra.

There were roaring demons, soft moans of beauties, and countless swords, spears, and halberds stabbing at him. It was hard to tell the real from the fake, and it was dazzling.

However, Indra, with a three-colored divine crown on his head, seemed to be a bystander and was not affected by the illusion at all.

In his eyes, those illusory scenes were as fragile as bubbles.

He simply raised his right hand slowly, and a bright light condensed at his fingertips. With a light wave, the illusion shattered instantly, shattering like a fragile mirror.