Chapter 65

Nine Tribulations Sword!

This heaven-rank top Magic Treasures was held in the hand by Xu Tian, ​​and the surging and terrifying Magic power followed his arm and poured into the Nine Tribulations Sword.

boom! !

In an instant, the Nine Tribulations Sword Ray was released!

A sword beam that runs through the sky and the earth, like a galaxy cluster in a horse, appeared, traversing across the sky, breaking the endless sky in two!

At this moment, countless people looked up at the sky, shocked and dumbfounded.

“What Sword Technique is this?”

Zhuang Mingzhu was already stupid, her beautiful eyes widened and she was dumbfounded.

Not only her.

There were also Tatian ancestors, angry and sad ancestors, and everyone on the scene was stunned~.

“cut.”

Xu Tian’s eyes-indifferent, a sword fell.

In an instant, this ten thousand zhang sword light, carrying the brilliance of majesty, fell from the air!

This sword shines on the nineteen continents of Eastern Wasteland!

“Tatian, this is what you said about entering the Holy Realm?!”

Anger and sorrowful ancestor looked at this sword, and Yazi roared eagerly.

The ancestor Tatian didn’t answer anything, but shouted: “Let’s shoot together and start the Shenguang Cannon!!”

When the voice fell, the four great sacred ancestors offered Magic Treasures at the same time, and displayed their methods!

“Thunder Fire Sword Formation!!”

The ancestor Leihuo twisted his eyebrows, and the six thunder swords and fire swords diagonally inserted behind him were unsheathed at the same time, rising into the sky and turning into a sword formation to protect him!

The hump-backed old woman Honglian raised the crutch in his hand and threw it upward.

“Red Lotus Flower!”

At the head of the cane, a red Lotus flower spreading thousands of feet, like a budded flower bone, bloomed instantly, turning into a red canopy, covering the sky, and resisting this Xu Tian’s sword!

“Beihong Shenquan!!! Kill!!!”

The angry sorrowful ancestor shouted angrily, blasted hundreds of punches at the same time, and slammed Xu Tian this sword fiercely!

Every fist smashed into the sky rumbling, and under the hundreds of fists, the sky in front of him was shattered by these hundreds of fists!

Among them, the most dazzling is the ancestor Tatian!

I saw the Cultivation Base of the Sixth Stage of Tatian Old Ancestor Holy Realm, being turned to the top by him!



He sank suddenly, his tongue burst into thunder, and he let out a low drink:

“The magic of the beginning, the seal of the sky!”

boom! !

Countless powers of heaven and earth rushed in, in the void in front of him, frantically gathered and condensed, turning into a great seal of the world!

In an instant, the four great sacred ancestors were fully fired and shot at the same time!

Behind it, dozens of spacecraft were pressed the start button of Shenguang Cannon!

The thick black barrels protruded from the spacecraft, gathering energy, and then accompanied by a roar!

Dozens of laser-like magic cannons are shot out instantly!

Rumble~~! !

Countless magic tricks, Magic Treasures, and Xu Tian’s sword light that fell down, meet in the air!

An earth-shattering explosion came out!

Countless disciples at the low Cultivation Base were covering their ears and squatting on the ground, their faces pale to the extreme.

Under this explosion, they were temporarily deaf! !

Boom boom boom! ! !

Immediately afterwards, an arc of shock wave spread out, razing all the surrounding mountains to the ground!

The endless wave of Qi surged, and the sky turned into a blank white!

“Is this the battle of the Holy Land?”

Countless people are shocked.

Whether it is Xu Tian, ​​the Nine Tribulations Sword Master, or these four great sacred realms, the two sides fight each other, it is like a battle of the gods, destroying the world at every turn, and a little aftermath is enough to shock them!

The white waves in the sky gradually dissipated, and the sky repeats its clarity.

I saw Xu Tian’s expression calm, he wore a white shirt to win the snow, his black hair flicked slightly, and there was no wave in his eyes.

As for the Big Four Sacred Land, people have already turned their backs on it!

I saw the four ancestors first!

All of them were bloodied and embarrassed to the extreme.

The eight-handed Thunder Fire Sword of the Leihuo ancestor was all shortened, leaving only one or two hilts, floating in front of him alone.

The red lotus walking stick in the hands of the ancestor of the red lotus was even shattered, and the old stern face was covered with blood.

The ancestor Tatian was a little better, opened his mouth and spit out a large mouthful of blood, and retreated ten steps violently.

And the worst is the anger and grief of the ancestor, his fists and feet all burst, leaving only a head and upper body, still standing in the air.

The sorrowful ancestor of the Closed Door Training for sixty years, who had just broken through the Holy Realm Fourth Stage, was on the verge of death with just one sword.

Behind them, countless Elders of the Golden Bridge Realm and Elders of the Divine Sea Realm, even more deadly and wounded, were full of grief.

“He, what is he Cultivation Base?”

The four great sacred ancestors looked at Xu Tian like falling into an ice cellar, trembling all over, with huge fear in his eyes.

This can never be the Holy Land First Stage!

The rest of the spectators had already been shocked by this sword and almost dropped their eyes.

too strong! ! !

With just a random sword, you can crush everyone in the Big Four Sacred Land!

You know, not only the four great ancestors of the Holy Realm, but also the Shenguang Cannon fired by dozens of top-level spaceships, as well as forty Golden Bridge Realm Elders, and 400 Shenhai Realm disciples led the battle formation. !

The power gathered and superimposed in this way, even the high stage of the holy realm, is estimated to be seriously injured in an instant!

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However, even Xu Tian’s sword can’t be taken, and he is directly destroyed, and the people who lifted them turned their backs on their backs!

When they looked at Xu Tian, ​​they didn’t know why, suddenly a word came out.

After ten years of sharpening a sword, Frost Blade has never tried.

Today, Ba Shijun, who is injustice!

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In the void.

“How can it be!!”

The Heavenly Light Sword Saint, who had a lazy expression, straightened his body abruptly, staring at Xu Tian fiercely.

His chest rose and fell violently, and it was only after a while before he uttered four words:

“Holy Land Ninth Stage!”

He could see that Xu Tian, ​​the Nine Tribulations Sword Master, is definitely the Ninth Stage of the Holy Realm!

Afterwards, he lowered his head and glanced at the shivering Tunwu Divine Sword, a wave of rejoicing in his heart.

. …….. …

Fortunately, he didn’t die, and went to find the Nine Tribulations Sword Master to discuss the sword and fight.

“This time the Big Four Sacred Land hit the iron plate, it’s going to be bad luck!”

Immediately, a smirking smile appeared on the face of the Heavenly Light Sword Saint.

The Big Four Sacred Land, he also couldn’t bear it for a long time!

Another emptiness.

The Ancient Sword Saint looked at Xu Tian blankly.

He wanted to say something, but after thinking for a long time, he only suffocated one sentence:

“Little friend, it seems that the old man will come to you often for advice in the future.”

At this moment, all his worries disappeared.

Since Xu Tian cleaved this sword, the so-called Big Four Sacred Land has become a joke.

This can’t help but make Heavenly Ancient Sword Saint suddenly remember a word that he once said to Xu Tian.

“Once the hero drew his sword, it was another ten years of life. Little friend, the name of your Nine Tribulations Sword Master is ominous.”

Now it seems.

This catastrophe is not the catastrophe of the common people, but the catastrophe of Sacred Land!

There is also a void.

Jiuxiao Holy Lord and Liuguang Shengzi, their complexions are pale, their eyes are as shocked as seeing a ghost, and the whole person has been frightened stupid by Xu Tian’s sword.

“Guang, Guang’er, you said I will go out now and apologize to the Sword Master of Nine Tribulations. Is it still too late?” Holy Lord Jiuxiao said with a pale face.

The Holy Son of Streamer swallowed, his teeth trembled and said, “Holy, Holy Lord, let me know that. Let’s run away. Once we are not here, this Nine Tribulations Sword Master might forget about it. We are here. Secondly, if the Nine Tribulations Sword Master comes to kill us, we can also prepare for the funeral earlier.”

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