"Die!"

The Holy Son of Qingling roared and waved his sword.

At the same time, from his eyebrows out of the heart of the ten thousand feet of gold virtual shadow, also raised his hand, a golden sword virtual shadow, also appeared in his hand, making the same gesture.

In an instant, even if it has turned into nothingness and chaos, the world is torn apart again.

The power of this sword is beyond everyone's imagination, and beyond the scope that the holy emperor can understand and master.

But rochew laughed again.

"If it was a holy separation, I would be afraid of it, but it was just a shadow transformed by divine consciousness, so I wanted to kill me with this?"

After the voice dropped, Luo Xiu's breath rose abruptly.

Yuanchu Guiyi!

It's better than the final return.

For a moment, there was a breath of origin in Luoxiu. It was not order or rune, but a detachment.

At the beginning, Luoxiu had mastered this kind of secret skill when he was practicing in the holy kingdom.

Now he has broken through to the realm of the holy emperor, even if it is still the original state of pseudo source, it is far beyond the power of the past.

At this moment, Luoxiu seemed to be burning.

The body is filled with blue and gold flame, as if transformed into a God.

The blue and golden source wheel also appears behind.

Luoxiu, holding a black spear and a broken blade, rose in the air.

"Boom

The impact of the first blow, Luoxiu's body concussion, bleeding mouth.

And the Holy Son of Qingling spurts out a mouthful of blood, and the sword in his hand is shaken and flies, sending out a sad cry.

"Bang!"

In the second blow, Luoxiu's body burst into pieces of blood mist, and the arm holding the black spear was broken. The long gun turned into black light and disappeared into the center of his eyebrows.

The Golden Shadow was split into two pieces by the black cutting edge, and it gave out an angry roar and roar.

Luoxiu's wounds were even more serious, and there were more cracks in the armor made from the broken infinity helmet.

As if he was bathed in blood, he kicked on the chest of Qingling Shengzi, and his whole body was punctured, and the blood splashed out more than ten feet.

"It's impossible!"

I don't know how many people are shouting in their hearts. They open their mouths, but they don't shout out.

You should know that although it is a virtual shadow, it is the incomparable power of the holy.

Display such a bottom card means, Qingling Shengzi is still defeated?

Is it a joke that the endless son carrying the hope of the times?

At the same time.

Some monks of the older generation were all silent.

Because they all understand a problem.

That is before the Holy One comes.

Luoxiu was invincible in the ancient land of nature.

Invincible!

Unparalleled in the world!

"It's a terrible person. I feel the breath of the same clan in him, but it also has the breath of other blood. How can such a person with such a mixed blood atmosphere achieve this level?"

The goddess of Shura was surprised to see Luoxiu, a pair of sharp, spear like eyes, with splendor and curiosity.

More people, their bodies shaking.

The Golden Shadow appeared, but it was transformed by the divine consciousness of a holy one, and it was not an ordinary Holy One, but a famous ancestor in the world of Taoism.

It is said that it is Tianjin holy, and its noumenon is formed by a piece of god gold on the ancient Qingling mountain which has been pregnant with ten chaotic eras.

Even if it is the shadow of divine consciousness, it is the power of the Holy One.

And being able to resist the power of San Sheng Zun, does that mean that Luoxiu's power has exceeded the scope of emperor level and has reached the level of being able to compete with the saint?

"He didn't reach the level of Saint, otherwise, he would not have been injured in the duel just now." Someone said so.

"That's right. It's just that the holy master seals a wisp of divine consciousness into the sea of consciousness of the son of Qingling. A divine consciousness can make Luoxiu hurt before he can defeat him. It can be seen that Luoxiu's own strength is far from reaching the level of the Holy One."

"Even if it's not a saint, it's invincible at least at the level of the emperor." Some people sigh.

Saint is a watershed

In particular, those who have lived for an unknown period of time are filled with emotion.

There is a large level of Dao.

From the path maker to the holy king, then to the holy emperor and the holy reverence.

Only when you step into the level of saints is a huge watershed. Once you step into this realm, the power is hard to guess, and it is almost insurmountable.

It can be said that no matter how strong the power of the emperor is at the peak of his taboo power, he can't rival the embodiment of the Holy One.

Even if it is a shadow transformed by divine consciousness, it contains the power of the holy power. It is easy to kill the emperor's peak and half step emperor.Luoxiu can shake the shadow of the divine consciousness that defeated the Holy One, which means that he is stronger than the emperor's peak and the half step emperor, but he still does not reach the level of the saint.

The same thing.

Since all the illusory images of the divine consciousness of the powerful ones of the saints' level have appeared, it means that the Tianjin holy master can feed back the situation in the ancient land of creation to the noumenon through this virtual image of divine consciousness.

It means that those who are in the outside world have already known what happened in the ancient land.

……

At the same time.

In the realm of Tao beyond that ancient land.

Three thousand days, like three thousand continents, float in the vast dark void.

The location of Qingling mountain.

Not in three thousand days.

It's the endless nothingness beyond 3000 days.

At the end of each Dao Tian, is the place of endless chaotic sea.

At this moment, near the endless sea of chaos, a tall figure with golden brilliance was sitting on a dim star.

this star contains rich mineral essence, which is now devoured clean.

The figure shrouded in the golden light suddenly opened his eyes, and the stars under him appeared numerous cracks. With a bang, they were fragmented and turned into broken meteorites, floating in the chaos of nothingness like rootless duckweed.

"Looking for death!"

A roar of rage resounded through the void, and countless ripples spread, making the chaotic air in the chaotic sea, like the sea water, violently vibrated, setting off a storm.

"Chi!"

He raised his hand, tore open the void, and stepped out one step. He came to an isolated space, a sacred mountain suspended in the air, brilliant and green as jade.

Qingshan has a spirit, so it is named Qingling. He is a piece of god gold on Qingling mountain.

"What happened?"

A figure walked up and down, saw the Tianjin holy statue, and felt the anger and killing intention from his body.

"The shadow of God consciousness I left on the son has been cut off. The son is in danger of life and death." Tianjin said in a deep voice.

"Who dares to kill my son of Qingling mountain?" The cold voice made the air around him frosty, and a middle-aged man in blue appeared.

"Hum!"

His eyes are like two divine awns, breaking through the overlapping void, as if to penetrate his eyes through all the scenes in the ancient land.

The powerful Holy Spirit diffused from the space where Qingling mountain is located, which makes the monks in the sky who are close to each other feel it. One by one they shiver and their souls tremble.

This is the power of holiness.

Just the release and oppression of breath can cover a Taoist heaven and suppress a Taoist heaven!

"It's useless. The ancient land is isolated from everything. At present, I can't wait for anyone to enter, but the people inside will come out sooner or later." In Tianjin's eyes, it was like two stars burning with anger.

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