"There are yin and yang in heaven and earth, and there is clear and turbidity in chaos. The realm has been broken! Qingpingzi Daoist Qingmingzi has reached Taizhen, and there is another great god in the heavenly court." Feng Xuan's head was held in Feng Xi's hand, and he shouted trembling and excitedly.

Only Feng Xuan, a high-level god who has been practicing hard for tens of thousands of years, can understand how exciting it is to break the realm of Taizhen. I am afraid that only the mood of passing through the disaster of the Yuanhui can be compared with it.

Fame and fortune in the world are all clouds and mists.

The flowers in the bridal chamber are all illusion fire.

Mortals look up to the saints.

The saint desires to become a god.

The gods are chasing too real, and it takes 100,000 years or 200,000 years of hard work. For this, they can abandon family affection, fight for a little opportunity to make progress, and make themselves neither human nor ghost.

For gods, "breaking the realm and reaching the realm to the truth" is the greatest desire.

Once successful, their status and status between heaven and earth can be described as a world of difference. They can support a strong world alone, live for hundreds of thousands of years, and look down on the gods.

Feng Xining looked at the tall and thin figure in the blue-clothed Taoist robe and walked alone towards the dark Guiyun. Her obviously thin figure became very tall and fascinating at this moment.

It is like a peerless sword god, which can support a place for all living beings when the sky falls and the earth falls.

The human skin lantern looked at the Tai Chi Liangyi Diagram Seal in the dark void and said to himself: "Is this a strange phenomenon caused by the Taoist monk breaking Taizhen?"

He defeated Taizhen at the beginning, but he didn't have such power.

If I don’t know, I thought someone broke through the realm and reached the Taixu realm.

Xuanyuan Qing was already shocked when he saw Qingpingzi raising his sword to face Zhao Wuyan. He listened to his words, "Today, Fengyan will overcome the tribulation, I will protect the Tao", and his eyes shined.

She naturally knew Qingpingzi's true identity.

Seeing that he made such a choice, it was obviously not as unbearable as the rumors in the world. He was a real person who dared to act and was a child who could stick to the principles in his heart, Xuanyuan Qing naturally became even more determined.

Whether it is a god or a holy realm, the monks on the divine ship, they all have great spirits when they see that there are great gods on their own.

Like in the endless darkness, I saw a light of hope.

Zhao Wuyan stood under the dark ghost clouds, with a look of surprise in his eyes first, and then a gloomy laugh: "So what if you break Taizhen? It's just in the early stage of Taiyi Realm, and the realm is still unstable. If you escape immediately now, there may be a glimmer of hope. If you dare to fight me, you will undoubtedly die."

Zhao Wuyan is an existence who has survived the two-dimensional disaster in the Dark Temple. He has practiced for nearly 300,000 years. His foundation and accumulation are far from being Li Xiao. The second-Armor Blood Ancestor can be compared, and his cultivation is very different.

He is already a strong man close to the peak of Taiyi.

If a great god who has just reached the early stage of Taiyi realm wants to escape, it will be difficult for him to kill him.

But if you fight him, you are really seeking death.

The Tai Chi Liangyi Diagram Seal behind Zhang Ruochen is always deriveting, and the outline of the Yin and Yang fish appears. There is Yin in the Yang and Yang in the Yin. The cycle continues to absorb the spiritual energy and holy energy between heaven and earth.

The yin in the yang is like the abyss of darkness.

The yang in the yin is like the constant yang in the air.

When he was still thousands of miles away from Zhao Wuyan, Zhang Ruochen's aura reached its peak, and Hu Fafei flew up and said, "I want to kill a great god in the Dark Temple today. Zhao Wuyan will die!"

Zhao Wuyan felt the powerful aura on the other side, but he did not dare to underestimate his opponent.

Even if you fight directly, you can easily win, but you may seem a little reckless.

"Don't you want to protect him? I will kill him in front of you."

Zhao Wuyan laughed and his mind moved.

Among the dense ghost clouds above the head, hundreds of millions of ghosts flew out, and with a harsh roar, they rushed towards the wind rock under the disaster cloud.

The disaster clouds above Fengyan are already 100,000 miles wide, and countless thunder and fires are passing through the clouds.

Zhang Ruochen pointed out and a blue river that was thousands of feet wide flew out of his fingertips.

It is not a real river, it is a green river formed by countless sword energy.

The green river gushed out, and hedging with hundreds of millions of ghosts tens of thousands of miles away. Suddenly, the sound of ghosts cried across the sky, and all the ghosts were killed and turned into wisps of smoke.

"Wow!"

In the midst of lightning, Zhao Wuyan had already crossed thousands of miles and appeared above Zhang Ruochen. The Xuanyue Ming Knife in his hand triggered the extremely cold dark power and broke through the air.

This is a planned blow!

Obviously, Zhao Wuyan wanted to kill Zhang Ruochen at the fastest speed, or severely damage him until he lost his combat power.

If you want to kill the god, it is easiest to take action in close proximity.

But Zhang Ruochen had long seen through the knife that he thought was foolproof, and he was waiting for him to attack him in close proximity.

Zhang Ruochen swung his sword from bottom to top, and the light spots of the time mark in the sky appeared, and then came first, dividing Zhao Wuyan's ghost body into two obliquely.

The powerful dark power and sword light were all broken.

"careful!"

When Feng Xi shouted out the sound of reminding, he found that the dark aura around Zhao Wuyan had been separated, and the two separated ghost bodies flew backwards.

Any monk present who could see the two of them clearly was shocked and shocked.

"Okay!" Feng Xuan said.

Zhang Ruochen did not give Zhao Wuyan the chance to condense his ghost body. The sword was like flowing water, and the sword light was faster than lightning. It instantly slashed out hundreds of swords, turning it into ghost fog in the sky, and wailed continuously.

There were ten thousand ghost fog in the sky, trying to stay away from Zhang Ruochen and escape to all directions.

However, he was locked by Zhang Ruochen's spirit and pulled back again.

“Where to go?”

...

On the divine ship, most monks could only see the darkness in that direction, with ghosts and wolves howling, and the sword lights were dense, and sometimes they could hear Zhao Wuyan's angrily scolding and screaming.

Without seeing the confrontation clearly, you will know that Taoist Master Qingpingzi has the absolute advantage, which is so satisfying that he wants to kneel down and bow down.

"It's the sword technique of time, he is actually proficient in the sword technique of time." The human skin lantern noticed something was wrong, and the divine light on his body was as hot as a star. He raised the battle axe, trying to kill Qingpingzi from the air.

"As the sword god in Kunlun Realm, what's so strange about being proficient in time sword techniques?"

The green lotus mark on Xuanyuan's eyebrows came alive, the green glow and the power of light merged together, and the graceful and beautiful figure regained its ability to move.

A scroll of pictures flew out from the middle of the eyebrows and shot towards the human skin lantern.

The human skin lantern was originally an axe that slashed at Zhang Ruochen, and fell down immediately and slashed towards the scroll.

"Boom!

The axe collided with the picture.

The scroll shattered and turned into a scattered radiant cloud, pulling the human skin lantern into a strange world.

In the divine clouds, there are twenty figures that shine in the world. Some of them are angry, some are domineering the world, and some are like dragon ancestors in the world... But the figures here make the lantern feel palpitations and tremble.

"The Twenty Heavens Map"... No, this is not the "The Twenty Heavens Map" painted by the Fourth Confucian ancestor, it is a new picture!" The human skin lantern attacked the angry Buddha of the Vajra and slapped the axe.

So what about the twenty heavens? It’s just a shadow. How could a great god be so shocked that he dare not attack?

However, the battle axe that was slashed out from the human skin lantern was knocked back by the Buddha's palm.

The power of the great gods cannot shake the shadow of the gods.

Thirty thousand years ago, the Fourth Confucian ancestor was invited by the God of the God of Heaven to paint the "Twenty Heavens Picture". It is rumored that it took six hundred years to draw this picture to use the blood of the twenty heavens.

When the picture was completed, the pigments of the entire holy world flew away, splashing ink on it, causing the sky to turn into color.

However, this picture has long disappeared with the Fourth Confucian ancestor.

The "Twenty Heavens Picture" produced by Xuanyuan Qing is not known where the heavenly court was sacredly painted. It paints the twenty heavens in the contemporary heaven. Although it is far from comparable to the painting of the Fourth Confucian ancestor, it is not a small matter, making it impossible for human skin lanterns to be broken in a short time.

"Swish!"

A bright sword light that illuminated the darkness flew over Xuanyuan Qing's head and headed straight towards the god battlefield where Zhao Wuyan and Zhang Ruochen were.

It's the King of Swords of the Sky!

Shang Hong's Huangquan flower poison had already occurred, and his three divine bodies were chopped into blood mist by the Qingkong Sword King. At this moment, he was reconciled with difficulty and obviously had lost his combat power.

Xuanyuan Qing was quite confident in Qingpingzi. He did not immediately intercept Qingkong Sword King, but instead tried his best to suppress the Huangquan Hua Poison in his body. If he did not suppress the toxin, he would not be able to take all his strength and would end up like Shang Hong.

"Bang!"

In an instant, Zhang Ruochen collided with the King of Qingkong Sword.

Two swords fought each other.

The Qingping Sword turns darkness into the sky, and the sword in the hands of the Qingxing Sword King is also extraordinary, as hot as fire, and the monks under the divine realm are blind when they see the sword light.

The cultivation of the Qingkong Sword King is even higher than that of Zhao Wuyan, and he is already at the peak of Taiyi Realm.

But this blow was a rivalry, and he failed to gain any advantage.

"How could he be so strong? How could he do it?" Shang Hong, who had just condensed his divine body, was so weak that he could not move, his eyes full of doubt.

It should be noted that during the Great Saint and during the Supreme God, he was invincible in the world. His foundation and means were not many monks of the same realm in the entire universe.

But he had all three corpses separated and was still inferior to the King of Qingkong Sword.

Even without the influence of Huangquanhua, Shang Hong believed that he still had no great chance of winning against a great master like Qingkong Sword King.

The Yuanhui-level representatives can always be born one or several in every thousand years.

It can be said that many great gods are representatives of the Yuanhui level at the time of the holy realm, and at least they are the existences that stir up the world on the "Red World Peerless List". Only with such a foundation can it be easier to cultivate to the level of great gods.

Since the foundation gap is not big, then the level of cultivation, accumulation of spirit, rules, number of divine patterns, mysterious magic, level of magic power, level of combat soldiers... are particularly important.

The foundation of the holy realm practiced for thousands of years can largely determine the future potential and improve its advantages in the same realm.

However, for gods, hundreds of thousands of years of cultivation after becoming a god is the key to determining the level of combat power.
Chapter completed!