Chapter 517： Five thousand miles with one sword!

"Twilight Scripture, from decay to light? A very good technique, it is no wonder that seniors dare to suppress the two thousand years of lawlessness!"

The wisp of innate spirit refining in the physique by silence contains the essence of a supreme mountain of medicine that has accumulated 150,000 years. How can he help him?

After the innate spirit appeared, the silent aura became vigorous again, and it was far greater than the previous one!

He could see through the reality of Yan Junshan at a glance, and stole this predecessor two thousand years ago, and knew all the means of Yan Junshan!

"How do you know my cultivation technique and supernatural powers?" Yan Junshan's pupils shrank suddenly, and he suddenly felt that he couldn't understand that this Mingming realm was just a descendant of the Heavenly Smiting Realm.

You know, the Twilight Scripture is a technique left by a half-step supreme being. After he got it, he was so excited that he even took the initiative to stay silent for two thousand years, but he didn't dare to be discovered by outsiders.

But now, the first battle as soon as he was born, he was seen through by a junior, which shocked him a bit.

"Night is coming!"

Yan Junshan roared, displaying eighth-class magical powers, and suddenly fell into darkness within a radius of hundreds of miles.

It was a deadly darkness, and all creatures seemed to be deprived of their six senses, and even the power of perception was distorted. The battlefield where the intent to fight and the intent to kill was clearly rushed into the sky, and suddenly fell into a situation where the needle was inaudible.

"When there is death, there is life, and when there is night, there is light." But a little light suddenly appeared in the darkest place.

There was a figure in the light, he was seven feet tall, but at this moment he seemed to be as tall as a god, because he was the only light in the darkness, shining the entire world.

"I said, there must be light!" Silently raised his hand, countless rays of light burst from his fingertips, piercing the entire night in an instant!

Yan Junshan looked at the night that he had created was broken, and couldn't help but be stunned, "The breath of these rays... so familiar?"

Suddenly, his body shook, and an unimaginable brilliance appeared in his pupils, like a heart-piercing roar.

"impossible!!!"

It's not to blame for his old age and frailty. The trick of silence is another change of Twilight's Scriptures. Even if he has practiced hard for two thousand years, it is only a slight change in the doorway!

But the top of the list of 100 countries actually used the tricks that he couldn't find for two thousand years of research. This hit him so hard, you can imagine!

"Could it be that he also got the Twilight Scriptures, and he has studied it more deeply than me, so my luck is back?" The silence trick can be said to directly break his repressed Taoism for two thousand years.

However, Yan Junshan did not know that the reason why silence could break his darkness with light was because he had stolen all his insights about this sutra, and it was based on him to make further progress, only then could it show the true power of this sutra.

"What can the top of the 100 countries do? If they can't break through the rule of law, it's just a waste."

Song Mu came, and he felt that Silence played against Feng Xingtian, Ape San, Prince Sirius, and Yan Junshan one after another, and his strength was definitely not at the peak. At this moment, he could definitely win with one blow and establish his supreme reputation.

But he didn't care about it either. Instead, he ordered the fifteen powerful young experts behind him to perform a kind of cohesion formation, bringing everyone's strength together in one person.

"The real fire burns the sky!" Song Mu pointed out, and a ray of fire burst from his fingertips, assimilating all the power in the place he passed, and even the light emitted by silence could not stop his power.

It can be seen that his twenty-five hundred nations list was not blown out. He has reached a deep level in the fire, and there are at least two hundred kinds of rules for consummation.

"Want to kill me? You don't see enough!"

Silence hits Kaitian Quan directly, Song Mu's true fire can assimilate the rest of the Dao, but it is impossible to assimilate the silent will.

Especially after he obtained the Taoist Sutra and comprehended the unyielding will of the ancient ancestors, the will contained in his Open Heaven Fist was stronger than before, and there were faint signs of transformation!

This fist blasted a passage out of the sea of ​​flames, and smashed the main body of Song Mu's real fire. The sea of ​​flames perished at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"How could it... still have such strength?" Song Mu's bun was broken, his hair was scattered, he vomited three mouthfuls of blood, his face was pale, and his eyes were shocked.

Behind him, fifteen powerful law-level experts were swept back by the defeat of Song Mu. Immediately, the bodies of three of them were exploded into blood mist, and they completely disappeared in the world.

"Do you only use some little tricks that can't make it to the table? I don't need you to keep your hands. If you have enough, you will win me. Let me see the real strength of the top 100 countries!"

A trace of coldness flashed in Sun Qianqian's beautiful eyes, and the golden battle clothes were as powerful as the sea, and he put a kick to the silence.

She is like a female snake, her body is graceful and soft, but she is like a thunderous riot in real performance. This kind of strength is extraordinary among the younger generation!

But silence is the true king among the younger generation. It won’t rain or shine. Who can compete with each other?

A female snake silently silenced this real dragon, and naturally it would bring her down!

A silent palm patted Fei Sun Qianqian Empress, and suddenly there was a terror wave exploding behind him. It was the middle-aged man who had been pressing for eight hundred years. He was also a generation of quasi-worldly arrogant, in that lifetime. It is the coercion of dozens of countries.

Now that he has broken through to the Seventh Heaven of Law Realm, his strength is not much worse than that of Yanjun Mountain. The first shot is like King Kong glaring, and the threat of silence is no less than that of Yuan San.

"Golden blood, no dirt, Daoji!"

Silence immediately used all of his physical strength, and he received the palm of the middle-aged man, his body was not moving like a mountain.

"Silence, your shadow will be broken today, from now on there will be no one in the world!"

"Little junior, do you know what I have paid for these two thousand years? How can I lose to you?"

"The top of the list of 100 countries, come on, I am undefeated!"

"..."

The young prince of Sirius, Yan Junshan, Feng Xingtian and others are all proud generations, so they only fought with Silence before, in order to kill this fellow in a one-on-one battle.

But now that they see the gap, no one's strength can win the silence? This caused their dignity to suffer a huge impact, and they no longer care about it at this time, and join hands to drag their silence into hell!

"ignorance!"

Facing the group of heroes killing, the silent expression was still calm, his eyes still casual, he pointed out a blood-colored thunder flower, suppressed the world, and took out the ten thousand swords.

"Promise Sword Technique!"

This sword power is really terrifying. Millions of sword lights are sent straight through the sky, and even the city guard array five thousand miles away feels some power, and the leader of the city guards has changed a lot.

"With a sword spanning five thousand miles, isn't it possible that a quasi-emperor is out there?"