Fantasy_ Taking on the son of destiny as a disciple and conquering the world forever

“It’s too much!”

Long Shanming was shocked and angry. The sixty-six geniuses he had worked so hard to gather were all killed. The so-called Nantian Dao Alliance became a joke, which made him lose face.

Not long ago, he tried his best to help many geniuses, but was blocked by Han Yuyao time and time again, unable to break through Han Yuyao’s sword blockade.

All sixty-six geniuses were killed. Long Shanming could no longer contain the murderous intention in his chest and roared angrily: “Long Yunjiu, destiny is mine!”

There are nine dragon shadows flying into the sky from all over the Longshan Holy Dynasty, sinking into the endless and distant sky.

Immediately afterwards, a mysterious aura fell from the sky and landed directly on Long Shanming’s body.

Long Shanming swayed and turned into a blue dragon about ten feet long. He was not big, but he seemed to be the master of the avenue. Every movement and look in his eyes seemed to represent the entire world, and the ferocious aura he exuded made people on the top of the mountain… Several young lords suddenly changed their colors.

“The power of the Longshan Holy Dynasty’s national destiny!” the onlookers exclaimed.

Ye Hao put away the treasures that had been revealed after the death of many geniuses, and looked at the position of Long Shanming in a leisurely manner, winking and saying: “He is in a hurry! He is in a hurry!”

Ji Wudao flashed out of the void, his eyes fell on the battlefield, and he said solemnly: “We will raid the formation for Senior Sister!”

“The boss is a lunatic. This kid has no chance of winning!”

Ye Hao curled his lips and said something, then changed the topic and said: “However, this is the territory of the Longshan Emperor after all. In order to prevent external forces from intervening, we’d better pay more attention!”

The blue dragon transformed by Longshan Ming tore apart the world and burst out from Han Yuyao’s sword intent. He looked at Ye Hao and Ji Wudao with cold eyes and rushed over as fast as lightning.

“Keng!”

A clear sound of swords sounded between heaven and earth, and thousands of divine swords appeared out of thin air, surrounding Longshan Ming in the center.

In each divine sword, there is a complete world of swordsmanship evolving, with the sun rising and setting, the four seasons reincarnating, the time changing, and the vicissitudes of life.

Immediately afterwards, the worlds of swordsmanship merged rapidly, and there were earth-shaking roars and muffled sounds. The cold sword energy surged, the power of creation surged, the power of the world surged, and the world was completely overwhelmed by the terrifying and pure sword intent.

One thought brings life to all worlds!

The phantom shadows of mountains flashed on every dragon scale of the blue dragon transformed by Longshan Ming, as if the power of thousands of sacred mountains and ancient mountains were dormant in the body, carrying the power of the fusion of the great worlds of swordsmanship, fiercely tearing apart and squeezing The many great worlds of swordsmanship that were pressed down forced their way out.

The next quarter of an hour, Long Shanming found a crystal clear jade bone sword floating in the void in front of him, exuding a misty pure sword intent, as if it was the origin of all sword intent and the return of thousands of sword intent.

Han Yuyao integrated all the power of a single thought into the chaos sword bone!

From this sword, Long Shanming felt a frightening sense of crisis. This feeling had not occurred for who knows how many years!

“Canglong Panguyue, let all the mountains lend their strength!”

Long Shanming shouted violently, and the dragon’s body, which was about ten feet long, hovered in the void, facing the wind. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a thousand-mile blue dragon, with no head or tail. The dragon’s body seemed to have reached out of the fantasy world. The shadow of Ancient Mountain on each dragon scale is as clear as ever.

In the void where the dragon’s body is coiled, a sacred mountain appears out of thin air, opening up the world, as if it existed before eternity. It is vast, majestic, condensed, and majestic.

Immediately afterwards, vast mighty power rose into the sky from the famous mountains and mountains all over the Longshan Emperor’s dynasty, turning into dazzling divine pillars reaching the sky, passing through endless time and space, and converging on Longshan Ming’s thousand-mile dragon body.

Especially the Longkong Holy Mountain under their feet, the power gushing out is even more vast, and it seems to be able to provide Longshan Ming with endless mountain power.

At this moment, Longshan Ming’s dragon body merged with the entire sacred mountain and ancient mountains, no longer distinguishable from each other.

It was too late, but it was too soon. Everything happened in the blink of an eye.

The pupils of the many prodigies who were watching at the top of Longkong Holy Mountain all shrank suddenly. The aura exuded by Long Shanming at this moment had already surpassed that of most demigods!

“cut!”

Han Yuyao’s expression remained unchanged, and she softly spat out a cold byte in her mouth.

The Chaos Sword Bone penetrated the void and struck the Canglong Ancient Mountain in front of it with force.

“Rumble…”

The heaven and earth roared, everything collapsed, brilliant light pierced the clouds, and terrifying turbulence swept across the world, like two planets colliding in high-speed flight, causing all the geniuses on the mountain to become deaf instantly.

Even though the void near Longkong Holy Mountain is many times more stable than the outside world, it is collapsing uncontrollably. Large black cracks are rapidly spreading into the distance, and the mountain top is filled with destructive energy.

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Many geniuses on the top of the mountain changed their colors and offered various treasures for defense.

Even if what they encountered was just the aftermath of the war, there were still many young geniuses in the imperial realm who were shocked to the point of vomiting blood, and their eyes were full of horror.

Many geniuses used various secret techniques, endured the pain in their eyes, looked through the gorgeous sea of ​​light, and saw clearly the situation in the field.

After this sword strike, the ancient mountain where Canglong was entrenched collapsed into pieces between heaven and earth.

Long Shanming could no longer maintain the image of a blue dragon and turned into a human form again. Most of the bones in his body were broken, all the internal organs were shattered, and the aura on his body was scattered and uncertain.

Not only that, the vast national destiny shrouded in Long Shanming’s body was ruined by this sword, and the connection between him and thousands of mountains was silently severed.

Even the Longkong Holy Mountain under his feet no longer provides him with the slightest power.

As for the Chaos Sword Bone, most of its Chaos brilliance and boundless sword intent were consumed, and it appeared dim and dull. However, it was pointed at the center of Long Shanming’s eyebrows in an extremely domineering manner, and was slowly but firmly advancing towards Long Shanming’s Life Palace True Spirit. , bright red blood dripped down the bridge of his tall nose.

Long Shanming had never felt that he was so close to death. The energy and energy in his body burned crazily. Deep in his eyebrows, an ancient hexagonal token emerged. On it was engraved the ancient word “Longshan”, exuding overwhelming divine power. , wanting to block this domineering sword.

“Keng!”

At this moment, a sword sound suddenly sounded from the depths of Long Shanming’s consciousness.

A peerless fairy sword that covered the sky and the sun appeared out of thin air in the depths of his consciousness. The sun, moon and stars were as small as dust under the light of the sword. It came across time and space, brilliant and majestic, moving forward indomitably!

The sword will ring forever!

This sword struck directly at the ancient token. The divine power on the ancient token quickly collapsed and dissipated. In the blink of an eye, the divine power was greatly reduced and fell silent again.

The bone sword that penetrated Longshan Mingmei’s heart was no longer hindered. It forcibly cut open Longshan Ming’s life palace and pointed directly at his true spirit.

“Keep someone under the sword!”

An old and urgent voice sounded from the sky and the earth, and the infinite power of Shinto rules condensed into a dark spear, piercing the void and striking directly at the center of Han Yuyao’s eyebrows, trying to force Han Yuyao to take back the killing sword.