The Great Tao Chronicle

Shock, followed by doubt.

Not to mention Zeng San, even Zhang Fengfu couldn't believe it after being shocked.

"impossible!"

Zhang Fengfu's voice was hoarse, and looking at the Taoist in front of him, he was even more terrified: "You can't be him, he can't be alive! Those existences will never allow him to be alive!"

The shadow of the tree of man's name.

Some people, even after countless years, are still people who cannot be ignored.

The Great Xia Sage is one of them.

From the Age of the Gods to the present day, there have been as many powerhouses in the world as the sands of the Ganges River, and there is no shortage of peerless geniuses who have left traces on ancient history.

Perhaps there are only a few who can compare with it.

More importantly, if the Taoist in front of him is the Great Xia Sage, not to mention Long Xingyi, even if it is Da Zhou, Daliang, and Yuhua's three great emperors who are reborn, they would never dare to come alone.

Even, at this moment, the whole world will be boiling with excitement, including Dao Palace, Xumi, the three great imperial dynasties, and all the strong sects will be shocked and dispatched one after another!

In front of this Taoist who he has been following for more than ten years, how could he be the legendary master who studied and enlightened King Yu, the ancestor of the earth immortal who taught the world?

What are you kidding?

"When you recite its name, you will feel the world..."

In the endless roaring wind, Long Xingyi stood with his sword in hand, looking at the Daoist in the great sun, the light in his eyes seemed to be ups and downs in the sea of ​​stars:

"Extraordinary, holy. Longevity, immortality. Primordial spirit is the gate of immortality, and creation is the foundation of immortality. Death is only the end of mortals, that's all!"

At this moment, his divine will climbed to the extreme, feeling every subtle change of the Taoist.

The Daoist was as calm as before, his eyes were unwavering, and there was no change in his mood.

But he was not disappointed, on the contrary, the guess in his heart became more and more certain.

"The princes and generals may not necessarily have seeds, and the gods may not necessarily have heels."

On the Taoist platform, An Qisheng's tone was indifferent, seemingly untouched: "There are not only ten heroes in ancient and modern times, even if there are only ten people, how can you conclude that I am the 'Xiansheng of Great Xia'?

Just relying on your guesses is far-fetched. "

There was no fluctuation on his face, but An Qisheng was a little surprised in his heart.

This Long Xingyi is worthy of being the Prince of Great Zhou. His secrets may be above Confucianism, and he must have practiced an extremely powerful algorithm.

Perception is sharp to the extreme.

"The law has primordial spirit, supernatural powers choose the master, and the top supernatural powers are like this, especially the king of the ten supernatural powers! The ancestors of this dynasty have more than 100 descendants, and they have passed down to this day, no less than one billion. one person!"

"The inheritance of the five-color divine light has never been cut off, but even if the Peacock family pursues it from generation to generation, the highest achiever is only a small five-color divine light. Zhang Fengfu doesn't understand the reason, Zeng San doesn't understand, and Your Excellency doesn't understand?! "

The red imperial robe was raised in the wind, Long Xingyi's five fingers were tightly clasped on the hilt of the sword, and his eyes burst out with extreme sharpness:

"The peacock is not dead! He is the only one who will have this magical power!"

huh~

The invisible sword intent pervades the sky and the earth, whistling with the wind, and the subtle places that are invisible to the naked eye have already been filled with sword intent.

In the cave, the temperature dropped sharply, and it became extremely dark. It seemed that all the light and heat were torn, chopped, and replaced by the sword light.

Zhang Fengfu and Zeng San looked solemn, and Yang Jian and the others in the cave were even more nervous. They felt the pressure above the sky, and their bodies trembled.

Huhu~

There seemed to be wind on the platform where the flames were intertwined, An Qisheng lowered his eyes slowly, and showed no joy or anger: "If I really are Him, why would you have the courage to draw your sword?"

"I was born bold, and I don't know what to be afraid of..."

The clanging sound of the sword sounded slowly. At first, it was only a small bird song, but in an instant it turned into a thunderous masterpiece, and the sea of ​​anger raised waves, bursting out with an earth-shattering dazzling light:

"Why don't you dare?"

Boom!

The sword sounded like thunder!

It was clearly just a sword flying into the air, but it seemed that hundreds of millions of sword lights burst out at the same time.

The caves seem to have disappeared.

Yang Jian and the others stared at the sky, only to feel that the heaven and the earth had disappeared, replaced by an indescribable world of sword light!

In the sword light, it seems that there are many dimensions of the void inside.

Or mighty, or fierce, or ruthless, or decisive, or aloof, or ruthless, or compassionate, or calm...

The endless sword lights shuttled and jumped in the numerous void dimensions, colliding and intertwining with each other, evolving a great atmosphere of infinite life and death.

Even if he had never been targeted, Zhang Feng's mansion, his own, was actually cold all over his body at this time, and he felt that his body's mana was out of control under this sword.

Like a death row prisoner who was killed when the guillotine was about to end, he lost all resistance and unwilling thoughts.

"The emperor is extremely shocked!"

Zeng San's body was also shaken, but it was no more than Zhang Feng's mansion's most spirits fell on An Qisheng, all of his divine will fell on that sword.

Only then did I see this dazzling sword.

Huang Ji is astonishingly ranked among the top ten kings of supernatural powers. Many people speculate that the Great Zhou Taizu raised his status. Zeng San had a similar guess before.

But when he really saw this sword, he dispelled the thought in his mind.

This sword is just a sword, but it is not just a sword.

The myriad sword intents contained in it are only outward appearances, and the evolving void world is just a trivial appearance, its true core.

It is the will of God!

At this moment, there seemed to be a picture scroll of endless years unfolding. Zeng San stared at it, and seemed to see the Great Zhou Taizu screaming to the sky in the scorched earth of the ruins.

Seeing the invincible army with endless banners and flags, and seeing the wailing and weeping people in the endless flames of war.

This sword is the emperor's general.

It's a peddler.

It is ancient, it is today.

It is the 40,000-year-old world, and it is also the human beings from ancient times to the present!

This is the sword of life and death, and the sword of redemption!

"This sword is not bad..."

In the light of his eyes, various scenes changed alternately. Facing this sword, An Qisheng finally had a ripple in his heart. Immediately, he raised his palm, and the five colors were intertwined.

Press slowly!

"Unfortunately, it's not enough!"

Boom!

The sound waves reverberate, no one can avoid it, just like the sound of heaven and earth, everything will come, and as the sound waves oscillate, a unique force is born out of nothingness.

Covering the sky and earth, sheltering the entire cave world.

Boom!

The giant palm was transformed, falling from the sky, five colors burst forth, and the cave sky was instantly filled with five colors.

Collision, then explode!

Dongtian Dramatic Earthquake!

Yang Jian and the others also felt frightened under the five colors. At this moment, they couldn't see anything outside the five colors. It seemed that the collision at this moment had exceeded the limit of their perception.

However, this earth-shattering collision was far short of everyone's imagination. It was only the most insignificant time scale. The infinite sword light that raged between the heavens and the earth had collapsed inch by inch.

It seems to be defeated by a palm!

But Zeng San's pupils shrank, because, as the giant palm pressed down, the infinite sword light collapsed inch by inch, but it was not a collapse, but an orderly retreat.

And at the same time as the sword light retreated, the void covered by the sword light, the cave sky, also collapsed and shrunk, as if pressing the entire world into one sword!

"Isn't it enough..."

Among the dazzling five colors, Long Xingyi finally moved. He leaned forward, smashed the golden bridge under him with one step, and hummed the divine sword in his palm, and finally slashed out with his soft drink:

"So, is that enough?!"

hum~

There seemed to be a thunderbolt flashing through the dark night, tearing apart the darkness and illuminating the world.

At this moment, no one could see the light of the divine sword again.

No one could see it, but its sword power was unprecedentedly strong, and in an instant, it even overwhelmed the five-colored divine light that filled the universe.

With an extremely violent and strong attitude, he swept away towards the great sun, the raging fire, and An Qisheng on the Taoist platform!

It is like the emperor who kills and refuses to accept it, like the emperor who kills the rebellious, and it is like the rise of the grass, beheading the great evil that endangers the world!

"good!"

Ripples rose in his heart, and An Qisheng couldn't help but be moved by the divine will contained in this sword, and exclaimed in admiration.

Immediately, the palm that pressed down suddenly spread out.

The five colors rolled out like a tidal wave, and all kinds of scenes were derived from it. In less than a ten-thousandth of a moment, there have been hundreds of millions of changes.

displayed in front of everyone.

"Ok?"

In the interweaving of endless sword light, Long Xingyi's eyes narrowed.

At this moment, the world changed again in his eyes.

Between the five colors intertwined vertically and horizontally, it seems that there are infinite Dao aggregates flowing and intertwining, and then, it turns into a towering sky, which is extremely sacred.

It's like an eternity, a stalwart portal that is always there!

Rise up slowly!

"This, what kind of magical power is this?"

At this moment, Zhang Fengfu, who would take action at any time, was stunned, even if his mana had risen to the extreme.

It was only a glimpse, a vast, splendid breath was already deeply imprinted by the shadow of the Heavenly Gate, like his mind.

At the same time, it was branded in the eyes of all those who saw the true form of this magical power.

That will is extremely strong, it is neither human, nor god, nor demon, nor Buddha, nor immortal, but it seems to be even more supreme, covering everything and all-encompassing.

He has the supreme aura of revolutionizing the world and rebuilding the universe.

It's an undisguised ~www.readwn.com~ overwhelming will!

In front of the door are all beings, and behind the door are gods.

Whether it is a demon or a fairy,

I have the final say!

"Such a magical power, such a will..."

In the divine light, Long Xingyi's pupils shrank violently, Mian shook, and the emperor's robes fluttered. Under the infinite oppression, his mind was almost defeated.

If one's own sword is the sword of the emperor that slays the world, or the sword of re-creation that kills, kills and rebels, then this palm is heaven!

There are still accidents against the sky, but against me, there is absolutely no life!

Without any words, Long Xingyi had already felt the unshakable stalwart will of the Taoist.

I finally felt the difference beyond the cultivation base...

"Heaven... Son of Heaven, Son of Heaven..."

With the purity of Long Xingyi's spiritual will, he couldn't help but be in a trance for a moment, like a dream returning to the past.

In a trance, he saw that tall figure again.

He told himself that only Fengtian can carry it.

He told himself that the Long family is the son of Heaven, the family of the Son of Heaven for the herdsmen.

"I'm... unwilling!"

In the next moment, blood seemed to fill his pupils, Long Xingyi raised his head to the sky and roared angrily, the mana that he had cultivated throughout his life spurted out with that sword light:

"Even if the Lord of Heaven is above, I will draw my sword to the sky!"