Chapter 644 113. The Day the Torch Frost Blooms
Looking at the scene in front of him, Zhi Da felt bad.
Hetuluoshu's beam of light was intercepted, and those who were watching finally did not just watch, they came off the stage.
This is a new face, and Zhu Zhu has seen him, but this guy was born long after Zhu Zhu died. For Zhu Zhu, he is not strong and calm enough, but at this moment, the other person is after all a complete Supreme, with his throne. He Dao Yun cuts off the light of Hetu Luoshu.
Above Daoyun, the glass-like blade is suspended in it, forming a thousand-blade throne.
A one-armed humanoid creature sits on the Throne of Thousand Blades. His whole body is almost transparent, showing a texture similar to white crystal. The one-arm is covered with gold armor, and on the shoulder is a relief sculpture of a lion. It was a transparent blade that flew out from under his throne and instantly cut off the cosmic bridge in Hetu Luoshu.
The transparent blade was currently inserted at Li Xian's feet.
That Supreme Being wasn't the reason why Zhi felt bad, this place was. Black soil, surrounded by black hazy fog. The bridge across the universe was broken. Instead of falling into a certain universe, they fell straight into the black mist outside the universe, and even landed on the ground, touching the black soil.
Cockroaches have big heads, and every one of these little things is crazy!
"Ren." Zhui said the name of the person who came out.
The Lord of Swords and Slaughter, He is the most original will of weapons. He is the origin of the concept of weapons harvesting life and controlling killing. The manifestation of His power is everywhere, and those who drink blood with swords can be His arms.
It is indeed a new supreme being, but his Tao Yun is too powerful and can make many old guys feel troublesome.
Zhi is not worried about the Ascendant. He has seen the "sword" in the hands of the Ascending One. It cannot be called a weapon at all. It has long been separated from the concept of a sword. It is a kind of light. According to the words recorded in some ancient books, this sharp edge is born from the morning light. It no longer has a body or a restraint. It will only appear where the master's will reaches and cut off everything on its path.
The last trace of cause and effect on the mahogany altar is the cutting edge.
Li Xi'an pulled out the transparent blade at his feet, and the golden flames extended from his palm to the blade. At the moment when the transparent blade was filled with flames, he threw the knife back with his backhand.
"Zheng——!"
The creature on the throne stood up and pulled out the transparent blade beside the throne, cutting off the golden stream of light that shot towards him. The golden flame extinguished at his feet, and he sat down from the throne step by step. Daoyun sent out obscure and solid fluctuations, and cold laughter sounded around him. The mocking laughter also broke in Hetu Luoshu. issued at the time.
Li Xi'an spread out his hand and held it empty, and the morning light actually rose in the dark mist.
It was condensed in his hand and turned into a long sword.
"No wonder they all call you Li Xian." Ren said.
"Get out of the way!" Li Xi'an said coldly. He stood on the black soil, raised his sword and pointed it at Thousand Blades' throne.
"Raising your sword to me, your behavior is really interesting." Ren shook his head, "Originally, you were asked to cut off the universe bridge, but you made me interested in a rare occasion, and I will return with all the fun. Before that, you can do a thousand things Don’t die.”
Ren jumped down from the throne and smashed into the black soil. He stood up, and his body size was no different from that of ordinary people.
He held the knife in his backhand, and as he moved, the glass-clear blade rippled with perfect arcs.
If one ignores the throne and Dao Yun above him, Ren is like an ordinary warrior at this moment, and his posture like a mortal warrior makes the hairs stand on end.
He holds the knife, and who knows what the blade will eventually cut.
Li Xi'an took a step forward, and his sharpness was no less than that of the Supreme Ren!
But then a warning sound sounded in his mind.
"It's the second step! This guy has taken the second step!"
"What do you mean?"
"According to the saying among the Supremes, even that ancient giant insect was only the second step in its heyday! Who knows that this gadget can take the second step? No, this thing is invincible, we have to withdraw!"< br>
"He is not as powerful as the worms I have seen." "Nonsense, can the steps of a little thing be compared with an old thing? Stop fighting, stop, and leave quickly! If He recognizes me, let's finish playing together! ”
"Not necessarily."
"No, are you serious?"
"I didn't lose." Li Xi'an said.
Zhi was suddenly startled. He had lost his vision of the future for too long and had forgotten the advantages that even the Ascendant beside him and the Supreme could not match.
Zhoufa, see the future clearly.
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In the chaotic universe, corpses are everywhere, and spikes are everywhere,
The supreme will retreated, and the chaos surrounding the universe melted into a group of wriggling tentacles that converged close to the stars. The universe was empty, leaving only the ravaged galaxy group and a dead feathered person.
The incarnation of Wanxiang tiptoed close to the body of the Emergent. His perception was unmistakable. This Emeritor was very strong. Even if he ended up like this, he should be able to hurt Wu, but Wu was not injured. He survived unscathed. Withdrew.
"Wait, this is..." Wanxiang Incarnation picked up the broken gun suspended next to the corpse. He fiddled with it a few times and suddenly realized it.
"Fake weapon, this is not a real weapon. Similar materials are used to carve the same inscription, but the power is greatly reduced." Wanxiang Incarnation frowned. His intuition told him that the matter was not over yet. He clearly had the inscription. Why choose inferior materials to create an incomplete vessel?
Many original and ancient inscriptions are independent, and it is impossible to forge different weapons with a regular inscription. If the power of this weapon is incomplete, then there must be a weapon with complete power that has been born.
When you face the Supreme Being with a shoddy weapon, what are you thinking about? The incarnation of all forms exists only for survival, and he cannot understand what the feathered person is doing.
However, if you don’t understand, you won’t understand. The Incarnation of Wanxiang very carefully put away the body and weapons of the feathered person, even the surrounding ruins of stars stained with Taoist charm were not spared.
"Your Excellency, I advise you to let this child go." Just as Wanxiang Incarnation was busy, a plain female voice sounded from behind.
For a moment, the incarnation of the universe seemed to be locked by an invisible force.
He turned around and saw a laurel tree rising from the ground on the ruins. A woman in a moon-white veil stared at him indifferently. In her hand, she held a long bow of deep blue, using the branches and stamens of the laurel tree. Carved, with a small wood carving of a rabbit looking out of place on the hollow bow body.
The holy moonlight made the universe stop crawling, and everything seemed to be still.
The woman was wearing a veil, and her face could not be seen clearly. The white light of the moon swirled gently, emitting fluctuations that were very similar to Taoist rhyme.
This is a declaration of war.
No wonder the feathered one's weapon is incomplete, because he shouldn't be here at all.
The Incarnation of Wanxiang didn't know about the entanglement between the immortals. He only knew that the woman's eyebrows were always filled with sadness.
He spread his hands and poured out the eaten corpses, weapons, and even some surrounding garbage. Then he bowed to the woman and gradually disappeared into the shadows.
The woman stood under the laurel, holding her bow.
Youlan's death line is implicated, and all kinds of causes and effects appear in her eyes.
The icy-cold inscription appeared on the bow. She held it tightly and set the arrow on it. The Wanxiang Avatar looked at the arrow, and finally understood why the weapon of the previous feathered person was so weird. It was not a short spear at all, but an arrow with the feathers removed.
Without a bow, it is naturally a shoddy product.
This is the real owner!
Jiuyou's death line is about to break out, and the power that extinguished the Sun Supreme in the past reappears here!