Martial Myth System

Immemorial Era’s sacrificial ritual communicates the ignorant Heaven and Earth with magnificent rhetoric, and senses heaven and man.

The nine-color hazy clouds under Yuchenjing brewed a magnificent force that seemed to be eternal.

The Sanskrit god in the sky, as an Innate person, has a thorough knowledge of Buddhism, Taoism, and arithmetic, and has felt the power of changing destiny brewing in the clouds of nine colors.

Raise your palm and transform the invisible Innate True Qi.

"Years and the power of Heaven and Earth, these fantastic ideas, didn't expect will be destroyed by my hand."

The Sanskrit god sighed lightly, in his palm The huge force urging the mountains and mountains suddenly landed.

Such a terrifying force landed downward.

The wind brought up was like a violent hurricane blowing from the sea, and even the land was blown away...

Everyone saw it, and couldn’t help but feel Yuchen. Han Feng under the capital mentioned heartbeat.

However, the Sanskrit god at this moment is not unmatched just now.

Jun Huaixu constantly absorbs the essence of Heaven and Earth from the nine-color cloud and smoke, and transforms it into the operating power of the [Future Mirror], which provokes the mighty Innate Power.

He came into the air in front of Han Feng like a teleportation, and waved the Heaven Punishment Sword in his hand.

This time swinging the sword, the whole world was surprised.

The air of Feiquan and Qiuqi surging out first.

Under the influence of this force, the entire Yuchenjing instantly changed from day to long night, and the sky covered everything in darkness.

Then the cyclone of Zhengyang and the morning glow rushed, a ray of dawn appeared, and the sky fell into the night and dawned again.

Four breaths that transformed Heaven and Earth rushed out one after another, hitting the invisible Innate palm force of the Sanskrit god head-on, confining this force in mid-air, and then coming out with Innate's two breaths, frontally Hit the palm force of the Sanskrit god.

The invisible palm was broken, and the remaining energy of sword qi even invaded the Sanskrit god a little bit.

The white clothed Deity volleyed, and with a flick of his sleeve, the sword qi shattered.

Although the movements were slight, the Sanskrit god had to pay attention to the monarch’s concealment.

In this move dispute, Jun Huaixu, who set foot on Innate with external force, is even better, showing his talent.

"Jun Huaixu, you are injured and cannot be promoted to Innate...to create a future that does not exist is to walk the heavens-defying road. If you support it like this, your body will not wait for me to take action. It will disintegrate on its own."

Jun Huaixu holds the future mirror in his hand, and re-lifts to the height of the Sanskrit god, indifferently smiled:

"If it is for the ideal And to die, the monarch will be imaginary, and he will die without regrets."

While speaking, the prince is surrounded by the emptiness of six qi, like a god.

"Then what you have to face, I'm afraid it is not the pressure you can imagine!"

At this time, the soldiers and disasters from afar have arrived. .

Jun Wu Que has already taken the lead. Thousands of bronze halberds appeared in the sky, slowly aiming at Jun Huaixu, about to fly out.

"Then wait and see, let me understand your pressure."

Jun Huaixu slowly raised his hand in the face of enemy means.

Calling Heaven and Earth six qi, Huaguang is thousands of times.

Just because he stepped into Innate Realm against the sky, Jun Huaixu preferred to be on the sharp side, and his face suddenly turned pale.

Sanskrit gods grasp the opportunity on the battlefield, their hands are twirling in the void, and the invisible suppressing force is brewing to attack Jun Huaixu's standing position.

The four people on both sides represent the top Martial Dao German strength, and their strength erupted into extreme conflict.

Then, Heaven-shaking, Earth-shattering cry loudly!

It's not that the fighting between the two sides broke out, but the nine-color cloud and smoke completely dissipated.

A resolute silhouette who does not tolerate the treacherous and wickedness of the world came to Jun Huaixu from bottom to top.

Bringing the remaining nine-color clouds to linger, his indifferent poetry chanting sounded in the clouds.

Only hear the sound, but not see the person.

"Half the muddy currents and half the seats are clear, leaning on the zheng to chant in Guangling."

"The cold sword listens to the gentleman's will, and looks down upon the world with a smile."

showing off one's ability swordsman breath, like a sharp sword hanging on the heads of all the wicked in the world, emanating from the faintly discernible silhouette in the clouds.

All those who look straight at that silhouette will feel pain in their pupils.

Meng Yuqi sat on the ground, looking at the battlefield above the sky, looking at the silhouette wrapped in smoke, and asked in a daze:

"That is, Big Brother Han? "

Guo Qinhan had just over-exhausted his skill when attacking the glazed wall, and now his face was a little pale, sitting beside Meng Yuqi, also dumbfounded:

"Xiao Han...has already walked on one side. We are on a different road..."

Thousands of Martial Artists outside the city are all shocked by the pressure of this peerless sword qi.

Even the Sanskrit gods in the sky, Lord Wuque, and Lord Wu Yi felt pressure on their faces.

"Who is in person?"

Wu Que sits on the bronze war chariot, frowning solemnly asked.

The clouds are gone.

Showing his silhouette.

Light-colored robe with white hair.

My brows are always slightly frowned.

right hand gently patted Jun Huaixu's shoulder, reached out his hand to take down the mirror held by his left hand, and included it in True Qi.

At the same time, he took the [Heaven Punishment Sword] from his right hand.

"teacher, some things can also be left to others."

As he said, the white-haired swordsman stretched out his hand and pushed Jun Huaixu into Yuchenjing.

Wearing Tsing Yi into the city, it looks like immortal.

Jun Wu Yi has a fierce temperament. Seeing Jun Huaixu flew into the Yuchen Capital, he waved the zhang'er big sword that outlined the traces of the sun and the moon in his hand, and the horrible sword of the hundred zhang greeted Jun Huaixu and slashed it down. .

This person is riding a crimson flaming beast. At that time, the cultivation base was probably also a top-level Innate, but now the cultivation base has plummeted. Even if it is recovered by collecting the ancient keys of military disaster, it is only the lowest Innate strength.

But, anyway, Innate is Innate!

Jun Huaixu has already exited the Innate state after Han Feng dissipated the nine colors.

However, if this blade wants to cause damage, it is also extremely difficult...

The silhouette of the white swordsman appeared in front of the hunted zhang in an instant.

"The sword screams through the ages!"

The great sword qi seems to have come across the ages, rushing to the sword light, smashing the sword light of the hundred zhang, and directly leaping towards the lion beast Of Wu Yijun.

Wu Yijun relied on Martial Artist to be proud and unwilling to retreat. He waved Zhang Er's sword in his hand and burst into the ultimate Innate strength.

The earth jumped, and the city wall of Yuchenjing began to shake off the bricks!

"Don't look down on people and eat me [Loyalty Universe]!"

With the power of a single knife, if it breaks the mountains and the earth!

However, under this simple and direct sword, it was impossible to complete the move.

The sword qi of the white-haired swordsman broke Wu Yijun’s loyalty and loyalty tactics and enveloped him with the beast under him.

Under the impact of sword qi, it seems to be sentenced to death!

Seeing it in Sanskrit, he raised his hand to circulate the ultimate body of Buddhism and Taoism, and the invisible force field was forced to circulate, pulling Wu Yijun out of the sword qi of the white-haired swordsman.

However, the Linmon who was exposed to the sword attack on the front exploded and died on the spot, exploding like fireworks in the sky...

Immediately, the white-haired swordman [Heaven Punishment Sword] Pointing obliquely to the ground, staring directly at the three Innates in front of him.

Answer Wu Quejun's question just now.

"I am the Sword Suspension Department Han Feng...I am also...smile in the dust!"