The person on the monument was Qi Lan's body. His eyes slowly opened, and his breath was like abyss and a sea, as if it was completely united with this world.

When one person opens his eyes, all living beings open their eyes.

One person is sentient being

‘The Holy Spirit Monument of the Heaven is indeed the prerequisite for the unity of man and country. Billions of sentient beings are united with me. One person is a country. The national fortune is all in my body and within my martial arts. My injuries are also quickly recovered through the essence of sentient beings in this Hundred Refining Realm for 300 years. When I see you next time, the Nine Nether Warship may not be able to hurt me like this.’

At this time, a blood dragon as thick as a thumb on the neck of a master of the Hundred Refining Realm slowly stretched out his body. The small blood dragon was seriously injured. Not only did the left forelimbs break, but there were dozens of injuries to various weapons on his body, and several even cut the dragon's tendons.

Nine Netherworlds came out together, and seven sons of the dragon vein besieged the original body. The level of this battle was no less dangerous than Xu Tiangong being besieged by a group of sons of the dragon vein. The only thing that is fortunate is that he can run away, but Xu Tiangong cannot escape.

So he survived.

The little blood dragon circled nine times, and the breath of the dragon body gradually coincided with the breath of the master. Then its mouth opened and bit the master's neck in one bite. Gradually, the master's qi and blood dissipated, but its qi and blood were increasing, and two shallow scars on its body disappeared.

On the Holy Spirit Monument of the Heaven, the text was refreshed again. The next moment, another master appeared out of thin air, and his appearance was exactly the same as the one who had "dead" before.

‘My fortune is the national fortune. The four dragons are united. I can already use some of the authority of the king of dragon veins in this world. For example, resurrect the national fortune, and then use the dragon vein to absorb the national fortune. The Holy Spirit Monument of Heaven is constantly resurrected. My injury recovery speed is no less than a hundred times faster than that of the ordinary son of dragon vein.’

Countless people are sucked dry and born in the next moment, and then sucked dry. All living beings seem to become nutrients. This is the horror of the unity of man and country.

‘Next time, next time we meet, we will fight again.’

Qi Lan's body slowly closed its eyes, and then slowly dissipated with the wind. The real body, a giant dragon crawling on the rolling mountains, attracting the trembling of the large floor, was swallowing and spitting the luck of heaven and earth.

...

‘There are people here besides me?’

The sword light split the darkness, and a figure slowly walked out. The man was about forty years old, with a face like a jade, holding a knife in his back hand. His blade was nearly ten feet long, like a big knife that killed a horse on the battlefield. On the knife surface as thick as a door panel, the terrifying knife intention shocked the darkness, and the four-meter-level demonic thoughts could not be explored.

"I haven't seen a living person for a hundred years, so it's good to see him."

The man smiled and held the knife in his forehand. In an instant, the white light shone into pieces. A stream of knife intent was spit out crazily with the rotation of the giant knife. Each knife intent was unique and tempered for thousands of times. It can be said that it was the essence of a swordsman's life.

And the sword intent that this person had just spit out was a total of ten thousand ways.

In this moment, one sword and one world.

He is the sword commander, one of the five great masters.

Soon, the sword intention sensed another "world". When the sword coach rushed over, the sporadic flames ignited the oil, and it was half dim.

One after another, the Buddha sat cross-legged, with the Buddha's Bodhisattva's face, shoulders and ears, black crown, glass eyes, smiling, indescribable compassion and weirdness.

The swordsman waved his hand with one hand, and the strong wind blew, and the Buddha's body whirred, and the golden skin blew away, revealing his empty body.

The inside of the golden body was swallowed cleanly.

‘What a evil power seems to contain an evil idea of ​​devouring everything. How can such a monster appear here? Ask what those old people in the Dao Tower do for?’

The swordsman frowned, and a sense of majesty naturally arises. This is the natural aura that protects the world. The true god was blocked by the Heavenly Sword. He killed the most evil demons and heretics outside the domain.

The sword coach continued to move forward, and soon, a headless Taoist ancestor stood in place, his Taoist robe was windless, and the rolling fairy light covered the sky, as if he was brewing some powerful Taoist magic - and then his head was gone.

‘Slaying three flowers with a knife is a good knife technique!’

In the practice, one can break out of the shell and produce the soul by refining the three flowers and five qi. The three flowers are the source of the essence and spirit. Only with a stunning knife that directly kills the original source can one create an absurd image of gathering but not dispersing.

Immediately afterwards, he saw various powerful existences such as the gods, soldiers, demons, gods and demons, which were transformed by heretic demons. The heretic demons were invisible and intangible, but in the world within the human world, all powerful existences can be transformed into.

The stronger the strength, the more terrifying the corresponding existence. If a true god comes here, he will definitely be an immortal and Buddha.

Only swordsmen with terrifying explosive power can practice here.

The sword coach believed that among the five great powers, except for himself, only the sword demon could enter here.

But when he enters here, he will definitely be possessed!

The swordsman stepped forward step by step. Finally, he saw a figure in front of a long snake that was undulating like a mountain range. The man pulled out the blade from the snake's head, and blood was dripping from the knife.

"It's so interesting. He actually copied a body and fought with me. Don't you know that he is just my fault?"

"Qi Dakou" pulled a sword flower, and in the crack of his eyes, a wolf-like light swept across the swordsman, his chin slightly raised, and pointed the tip of the knife at the other party.

"Your knife is good and you are qualified to be my defeated man."

The sword coach ignored the other party and glanced at the "long snake", or the dark dragon vein. With his eyes, he could see that there were 3,000 fatal wounds in the dragon vein, and it was cut out with one sword. It was this sword that stimulated the remaining three thousand heavenly rules and Taoist power in this world, locking all the changes in the dragon vein, and killing with one sword.

This is the sword technique of asking the sword tower!

"Are you the successor of the sword demon?" Dao Shuai became loving talent: "Is he okay?"

Qi Dakou smiled strangely and had a playful expression: "If I win, I will tell you."

Dao Shuai's face turned cold, the big knife in his hand shrank, and then slashed it out without any mercy.

A sword transforms the galaxy.

A Tianhe who did not know its length or its width was cut out!

"Refining Taoism is the fourth step in the sword path. At this step, it is the level of the Taoist. If you can transform into three thousand with one sword, it means that he is close to this step, but if you want to go further and truly turn into a Taoist, it is still a long time to do so."

According to legend, the Tianhe River is the oldest river in the world. In ancient times, it was directly connected to the heavenly court. When the ancient heavenly court collapsed, the river broke. The sword coach was able to integrate this ancient river into the artistic conception of the sword path. It was extremely grand, and in a sense, it was also extremely ambitious.

According to legend, the ancient river of Zhongwu is one of the branches of the Tianhe River.

"You're talking too much nonsense."

Qi Dakou drew his sword, and the "Slaying the Sky Knife" turned into a pitch-black sword light, and went upstream, cutting open the sky and slashed it with bloody wind and rain, and slashed it down with a bang.

With a '结', the two knives collided.

The invincible "Slaying the Sky-Slaying Knife" was blocked for the first time.
Chapter completed!