Legend of the Swordking Chapter 1087: First product, the fire of the world!
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In the air, the cloud mist was dissipated by the rays of the sun, the dazzling divine sword volleyed, and the sacred aura filled the world. There was a wisps of chaotic energy in the back. It was a peerless old man holding a sword hilt and wearing a white robe with fairy style bones. , There is no anger or joy in the eyes, just as ruthless and cold as the rules of the thousands of roads, holding a divine sword, coming through the sky, shattering the sky, and the strongest blow of the Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation of Kendo will follow!
"Om~"
Everything Lingxu sensed the coming of the crisis, and the whole body was gushing with terrifying brilliance, and set off a wave of rules after another, soaring into the sky, facing the thundering holy sword in the sky.
"Peng——"
There was a shocking noise, and my whole body trembled violently, as if the Lingxu had been split apart. The Lingxu above my head was reduced to a ruin, the sea of qi lost its color, and everything sank, I had endured this shocking sword. After that, it became bleak and dull, just sinking straight into his head, as if he had lost all his spirituality in this sword.
In the sky, an invisible huge force fell through the air and hit my shoulders directly. Suddenly the whole person fell into a mess again, and a big hole was smashed in the mountains of the college, and the whole person was depressed.
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Above the sky, the clouds have cleared and the fog has dispersed, and the magical aspects of the Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation of Sword Dao have disappeared.
"Lost...failed?"
The face of a young disciple in the academy was dazed, and he shook his head and said: "Impossible... Brother Bu is the foremost arrogant of the academy. It is impossible for him to fail in his triumph..."
On the contrary, a group of exiles in the exile place showed fierceness one by one, and they couldn't help but ridicule and sneer--
"I want to rely on Lei Jie to resist the exile of such a peerless powerhouse like Wujue. This is the price. Now that I have lost all my practice, Bu Yixuan, can you regret it?"
"Hmph, a mere arrogant in the lower realm, thought he could fly into the sky by worshipping the White Deer Sword Saint? What is it now? Not only can you not keep the White Deer Academy, you have also become a waste. This is the place of exile. Do the right end, deserve it!"
"Unfortunately, Bu Yixuan failed to cross the catastrophe, otherwise he would indeed be eligible to be among the top ten kings of the young generation in the upper world in the future."
"The winner, the loser, Bu Yixuan, die!"
In the air, Rang Sichen leaped into the air, his arms hovering around the oppressive chaotic fire, a sharp light shot in his eyes, and he smiled slightly and said: "You should know the end of the stubborn resistance. Today is not the only one who will die. Yixuan, and everyone at Bailu Academy and Tianfeng Academy will be buried for your ignorance!"
"That's right."
Bai Li Mingjie said coldly: "Bu Yixuan, you killed Ji Yangze and Tang Jiuyuan, plus a Shura Tianfu Si Lingkong, you are now useless even if you wake up, the upper realm cannot tolerate you , The monks in the land of exile will not let you go. Do you choose to sever yourself or let the young master come and pick your head?"
I stood there blankly, motionless, without a word. On the contrary, a monstrous turmoil was set off in the depths of my heart. Although the spiritual ruins of all things have lost their luster, the inner strength is only stronger than before, and , It seems that there is still a supernatural power surging, this power is outrageously strong, far beyond my cognition!
"Not talking?!"
Rang Sichen sneered: "Then let this seat kill you personally!"
He slammed down into the air and shot out with a palm. The immortal artistic conception exploded, overwhelming the sky. A pair of giant palms like gold cast slashed down in the air. It seemed that he wanted to cut me with a palm, and Rang Sichen was decisive and cautious. , Even in this case, the chaotic fire was still ignited, and the overwhelming holy fire descended, engulfing the momentum to destroy everything.
"Om——"
The wind is blowing.
My heart moved, a pair of eyes looked straight at Rang Si Chenjue, still silent, but the space deep in my heart burst out with a faint flame, as if it was all at once. Light up the entire inner world, under the shining, the dimness of the Lingxu of all things is swept away, replaced by a holy spar world, and the ruins of all things are being transformed!
And this flame is exactly the fire of the Holy Ruins that I realized after successfully crossing the Tribulation!
"Swipe!"
The fire of the Holy Ruins jumped from my eyes. From the very beginning, a small flame became fierce and vigorous in a blink of an eye. Moreover, in the fire of the Holy Ruins filled my eyes, When looking at the chaotic fire in the sky, the feeling of burning soul disappeared, which seemed to prove that my sacred fire was still above Yang Si Chenjue! ?
"Wow~~~"
The world of all things flows according to the rules, and the fire of the holy ruins surging in the palm of my hand instantly, I looked up at Yang Sichenjue without a word, my left palm was pushed out sideways, and suddenly a group of bright flames burst out , The flames are formed by thousands of world rules, profound and mysterious, as if all the rules of the entire world are hidden in the fire of this holy ruin, looking at three thousand worlds, there is no match!
"Peng!!"
The two palm prints collided and radiated each other. Two completely different sacred fires raged on each other. This time, Rang Si Chenjue was shocked. The chaotic fire was no longer the pervasive erosion of everything like before. On my sacred fire, the chaotic fire is like a prisoner who has encountered the rules of the world order. There is a bit of fear, no longer fierce.
A palm shook Rang Sichen back several tens of feet, but I remained motionless. The fire of the Holy Ruins lingered between the five fingers, and the brilliant light reflected the various scenery and rules in the world. There are fish and water in the vast sea, there are sacred birds in the clear sky, there are ancestors wearing animal skins, and there are various wonders of standing mountains and clouds covering the wilderness, as if everything in the world is gathered in This ray of the Holy Ruins’s fire is general, and there are so many rules, even I can’t understand them all.
"You...you..."
Rang Si Chenjue's face became extremely difficult to look like: "You successfully crossed the catastrophe?"
"What did you say?"
I lifted the fairy bone sword, and the fire of the holy ruin quickly wrapped around the fairy sword, and suddenly the fairy bone sword burst out with a sharp sound. The moment I stepped out into the air, a sword smashed out, stirring out the sword master With the due ability, a sword intent of dozens of feet across the sky, straight to Rang Sichen.
The trend of this sword is too fast, and Rang Sichen can’t avoid it at all. He can only drink a pair of violently. Chaos fire and immortal power erupts out of his chest with his arms crossed, but nowhere can he stop it, "Peng "With a loud noise, Rang Sichen was slashed out by a sword, leaving a blood flower in the air, but the person has turned into an immortal cloud of smoke and plunged into the boundless haze.
Rang Sichen Jue is a wise man, knowing that he is invincible, he would never want to take his own life in order to exile, and he would just leave. Such courage is also incredible.
Only Baili Mingjie is left in the air. He holds a sharp sword in his hand and frowns and said: "Bu Yixuan, what you understand is the first-grade holy fire, the legendary world fire?"
"I don't know, but it should be similar."
I smiled slightly, but my heart was very clear. There are nine levels of Holy Ruins in the Three Thousand Worlds. There are only three types of First Grade Holy Fire. They are World Fire, Order Fire, Chaos Fire, and they can be perfect. There are only two types of sacred fires that suppress the fire of chaos, one is the fire of the world, and the other is the fire of order, and the sacred fire that I have comprehended shows the power of the rules of the world, which is obviously the fire of the world in the legend.
Bai Li Mingjie’s expression is very complicated, shocked, and unwilling. In a blink of an eye, he was replaced by jealousy and anger. The long sword in his hand is brilliant, and the true meaning of Confucianism and Taoism burst out, like a Confucian immortal, saying: "Since So, Baili Mingjie has learned!"
He still wants to kill me. After all, I just understood the fire of the Holy Ruins, and I haven’t refined the Holy Ruins of All Things into the Holy Ruins of All Things. Without the sanctification of the Ling Ruins, it would not be regarded as true physical sanctification. There are two great things. None of them are completely completed, and at best they can only play less than 50% of their strength. Baili Mingjie put it nicely, in fact he is making a big bet!
At the same time, a brilliance of "Shu" flickered and appeared behind me in the world of waters. Lin Muzhao stepped out of the magic weapon. With such a fairy posture and a little cold dew between his fingers, Mu Zhaojian was also unsheathed. Said: "Junior brother, be careful, human evil has arrived."
I raised my head and glanced in the distance. Sure enough, a figure appeared in the cloud. It was one of the four evils that had comprehended the eternal swordsmanship, one of the four evils of the exile, and the strength was comparable to the titled sword master, although at this time Scarred, but still not to be underestimated, and in the other direction, a majestic Liying stepped out of the undulating ocean of scrolls. It was Li Qingyin. There were six sword marks on her body, blood stained, but still calm. Incomparably, the graceful figure enveloped the intoxicating charm of immortality.
Not far from Li Qingyin, Huo Xie also walked out of the battlefield, covered with sword marks all over his body, and his injuries were much more tragic than Li Qingyin, and his aura was reduced to the level of a middle saint, but Strays of fire from the Holy Ruins were still bursting all over, and they fell beside the evil spirits with extraordinary momentum, as if they were about to watch the battle together.
The focus of the battle fell between me and Baili Mingjie.
Which side of the battle of Bailushan falls depends on the result of the battle between me and Baili Mingjie!
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"Xiaoyan, are you okay?" I asked softly.
"It's just some skin trauma."
She fell in front of me, with a flawless fairy face and a soft smile, and said: "Since you understand the fire of the first-class world, you must have the responsibility of dominating the world and guarding the two colleges. ."
"Don't worry, leave it to me, you and Sister Sister will heal your injuries."
"Hmm."
Although it is said to be a minor injury, in fact, who is Huo Xie and Man Xie, the sword is attacking the key, and Li Qingyin’s holy veins have been cut off. Leave permanent wounds.
In my body, the fire of the world surged. After running once in the body, the chaotic fire that directly drove Yang Si Chenjue into my body was wiped out. Although they were all first-class fires, chaotic fires dominate the chaotic order. The rules of the world, and the fire of the world dominates everything, obviously must be superior, there is a rule relationship of absolute restraint.
Stepped into the air, the fairy bone sword in my hand was shining brightly. I did not hesitate to take the lead in the offensive. The mortal calligraphy flowed, and the Confucianism and Daoist artistic conception that did not lose to Baili Mingjie bloomed around my body. After coming out, "chi" pierced through the dome, a sword volleyed into the sky, and it slashed towards Baili Mingjie with a sharp glow.