"no! The sun is falling...

a child of seven or eight years old points to the sky in horror and shouts.

"Silly child, that's not the sun!"

A kind old man said with a smile.

"Grandfather, what is not the sun?"

Asked the child, with a wistful expression.

"That's the way to cultivate swordsmanship without sword, and the sun is his Taoist skill. It's a burning sword!"

"Oh! That's it

Children staring at the sun innocently seem to understand something.

But as soon as his eyes turned, he seemed to think of something funny.

"Laozu, who do you think is better than xiuwujian or Huangmang?"

"The child The grandfather laughed.

"At this time, xiuwujian is more powerful than Huang mang three years ago. He has made great progress.

If Huang mang is alive, he and xiuwujian will be both losers. "

"Laozu, so xiuwujian is not Zhang Xing's opponent?"

"Of course, Zhang Xing can break xiuwujian without a halberd."

"Why?"

"Because Zhang Xing doesn't rely on the halberd, but his... 150000 Zhang spirit!

But the most powerful way to cultivate Wujian is not Kendo... "

"The spirit of 150000 Zhang?"

Instead of listening to the words behind their ancestors, the children were distracted, scratching their ears and scratching their cheeks, and began to calculate how big the spirit of 150000 Zhang was.

A white bone boat floats over the field.

The old and the young sat cross legged on the deck.

But all the people below, including Zhang Xing, seemed unable to see them.

At this time, Zhang Xing stood quietly, feeling the strong blood evil spirit in the sky.

The ancestors of the Shura are not human, demon, ghost and God. They are a kind of monster in the universe.

In fact, the force is very powerful and weird.

In the air, this kind of blood evil spirit is unusual. It seems to have the smell of demons, a trace of demons' demonic nature, and the heroic sword spirit of Terrans.

Zhang Xing's divine consciousness was scattered and shrouded in the sky in an instant.

He can sense that these different kinds of breath in the blood evil spirit condense together, forming a kind of unique, very strange murderous spirit.

"I'm afraid this is the unique practice of the Shura people. No other race can learn from it."

As the huge "sun" approached, Zhang Xing saw one of the huge burning swords.

But he did not feel a trace of hot temperature, on the contrary, his heart was filled with endless cold.

Just when the giant sword was 3000 Zhang away from Zhang Xing, there was a sudden click in the sky.

It seems that the burning sun is about to split.

The next moment, boom, a flame burst, but

The flames did not spread, but were frozen in the air, strangely still.

There was a flash of blood light inside, which stabbed Zhang Xing at an unimaginable speed.

At the same time, the bloody sword floating on xiuwujian's head is also a flash, which is parallel and juxtaposed with the long sword shot from the "sun".

"I didn't expect to be able to combine Daoism with martial arts by practicing Wujian."

There is a demon emperor Tianjiao can't help but shrink his pupils and shiver.

Zhang Xing looked up at two bloody swords, the white light in his eyes kept flashing.

"The magic power of great brightness can break all evil spirits!"

Just when the two bloody swords were 300 feet away from Zhang Xing, two strong white lights suddenly shot out of his eyes!

Shua!

At this moment, Zhang Xing's whole body was white, and the whole person became a bright crystal.

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"No! You have to hide! "

The white bone battle boat in the high altitude moved quietly, but it seemed to be motionless again.

The old man on the deck was surprised to see the light from the side of the ship. The strange color in his eyes was more intense.

"The boy turned the magic of the temple of light into Daoism! Great, great

The old man said, with a long sigh, looked at the distant horizon, through the triple heaven, came to the second heaven, the first heavy day

Finally, the old man's eyes crossed time and space and came to the temple of light in Shenglong continent.

"Here It's been a lot of vicissitudes, things have changed, and we can't find that inch of familiar land any more! "

The old man had some sadness in his eyes. He took it back with a sigh and looked at Zhang Xing's eyes.Poof!

At the same time, the two bloody swords first faded in the white light, and then turned white.

Finally in the light of the sprint more than ten meters away, a puff into a little white light!

"Ah

A scream came from xiuwujian's mouth.

With the cry, a blood arrow shot out!

"Light God can!"

Xiuwujian held his head in both hands, his face was miserable, and his eyes shot out extremely frightened eyes.

"Who are you? How can you have the power of light? You are not from this world... "

In the jiuchongtian continent, people with the power of light have been annihilated in the long history.

Even the Lightstone is rare.

The appearance of the bright mountain in the triple heaven has been known by all the people of the Shura sect.

They also know that Zhang Xing has an unknown war beast that can devour this divine power.

But I don't know that Zhang Xing also has this ability.

The God of light is not only the fear of the dark, but also the demons and the Shura.

According to the ancient books handed down by the Shura people, there is a mysterious race in the starry sky. They are all descendants of the God of light.

They all have the body of light God, can devour the energy of light, practice the magic of light.

They are the nemesis of all evil spirits. Where there is darkness, there will be their shadow.

Where there are demons, there are gods of light.

They seem to be everywhere, but each race does not prosper forever, and somehow the light Protoss has declined.

They disappeared into the starry sky.

But darneng, the ancestor of the Shura people, can be sure that they still exist. They just don't know which corner of the sky they live in.

Xiuwujian regards Zhang Xing as a member of the light Protoss.

Otherwise, how could he have a war beast that could devour the light God stone?

"I'm Zhang Xing. I'm really not from this world. People under the triple heaven all know that I come from Shenglong continent."

As Zhang Xing spoke, his whole body gradually returned to normal.

He can cultivate other magic into Daoism, so can light magic.

"Holy dragon land?"

Xiuwujian and all other Tianjiao are full of doubts.

"The lower holy dragon land? How could that be possible? "

They all don't believe Zhang Xing's words. Such a low-level continent does not even have a real God realm person. How can people like Zhang Xing get out of it.

Jiuchongtian is the highest ranking continent in this starry sky.

In such remote areas as Shenglong and Xuanwu, they don't even bother to look at them, let alone pay attention to them.

"There's nothing impossible. I'm from the land of Saint dragon, believe it or not!"

Zhang Xing light way.

"Are you the body of light?"

Xiuwujian asked.

"No, I only know how to light up."

Zhang Xing only knows that he has a special constitution. He can practice both dark magic and light magic.