Chapter 851： Who can't die

In the past life, this is a mysterious statement, but the three sword lights that Yunchuan has now cut out have broken this kind of boundary, seemingly across time and space, as if the galaxy falls for nine days. The descent of sword-like light made the Emperor Zen Master, who had already possessed the power of the world, become a vast chaos, and another sword like the Jiutian Waterfall fell smoothly, and the future became a chaos.

This horrible and stunning sword light is really beyond everyone's expectations. Of the three sword lights, only two of them are dangling, and they have cut off the past and future life of Master Zen Emperor.

The light of terror on Zen Emperor's face at this moment couldn't be masked. The past life was cut off. Although he was not immediately fatally traumatized, in a way, it was equivalent to having killed his three lives. To cut off two.

What made Master Lingguang tremble at this moment is that during this period, although there have been two Jianguangs cut off one after the other, there is still one Jianguang left unsolved. He can imagine that one Jianguang was cut off. After his previous life, a sword light cut off his future life, and there is no doubt that this unresolved sword light, if it really falls, must be cut towards his life.

In his heart, at this moment, he still felt a bit unbelievable. Although the past life and the next life seem to be the kind of nihilism and unrealistic things in the eyes of many people, for the masters of the former Great Guangming Temple such as Lingguang Zen Master, they are almost at the highest level. Existence, however, knows that this is a real existence, except that it involves the realm of time. Under normal circumstances, even if the world exists, there is not much possibility to understand the key.

It is just that he had some of these inheritances at Daguangming Temple before, and was able to know some fur, so this kind of forbidden technique in the previous life was obtained, and according to the furs they knew before, Daguangming Temple has also been With what makes Daguangming Temple a super-mass.

But now, the three swords that Yunchuan wields outshine him a lot, and the master Lingguang can see that these three sword lights have even transcended time and space. They have been cut in the past and the future. With a sword, he cut off the connection between his past life and the next life.

Molian and Qinglian in the distance, after seeing the stunning three sword lights of Yunchuan, even though the two existed with great horror, they still shook each other.

"This ..... this is no longer contained in Qinglian's sword-like seeds, but his own comprehension!"

Above the sky, the sound of the magic lotus is full of incredible.

Hum!

But just the moment his words fell, the third dazzling and amazing sword light burst suddenly in the body of Zen Master.

The previous two successive Jianguangs have already cut off the connection between the Emperor Lingguang's previous life and the former Emperor Lingguang, against the power of Yunchuan to motivate the small world of Qinglian, which has already brought him close to oil As light as possible, with the help of the strange power of the previous life and the next life, he can restore some strength, but after the connection between the two is cut off, his strength has also weakened to a kind of lowest point.

In this situation, the last sword light burst out in the master of the Emperor Lingguang, and the end of the master of the Emperor Guang can be imagined.

Even if Master Lingguang had been prepared, he still could n’t stop the horrible sword light from bursting into his body, not to mention that Yunchuan ’s series of attacks were intertwined, and he was not given half of it at all. Breathing wheezing time.

Master Lingguang paused for a moment and stood in place. From his body, silver sword lights began to appear at this moment. The whole person was like a leaky ball, and the silver sword lights began to mess. Channeling, scattered scattered shots.

boom!

The spiritual power of the Emperor Lingguang is flowing at an extremely fast speed, and so is the power of his soul. The body is getting old at an extremely fast speed, as if time has suddenly passed through him for millions of years. Years in general.

He opened his mouth, but he couldn't make any sound in his mouth. The passage of time in his body meant that his life was quickly dissipating. Originally, the master of spiritual aura had no more life. The seed of magic aura was just Let him make up for a while, and did not restore his fundamentals.

In this case, the hidden dangers that he had previously forcibly improved his strength immediately broke out completely, and the entire human body and soul were disintegrated at a very rapid rate at this moment.

After a few breaths, the endless Jianmang had been filled with his entire body and destroyed his entire body.

Yunchuan stood in the air, still holding the falling cloud sword in his hand, blood dripped from the falling cloud sword, falling cloud sword was still bright, but there were many fine cracks on the sword body.

The distant aura master, at this moment, has recovered his original figure. Standing there, there is no transpiration magic on his body, and his eyes are restored to the previous clear and bright color.

He turned slowly, looked around, sighed, stared straight at Yunchuan, and sighed, "Yunchuan, Elder Yun ..."

Looking at Yunchuan's young face, Master Lingguang also remembered: "You are so young, you don't have to endure the suffering of Shou Yuan all the time. The previous me was not like this, or, previously, The Great Guangming Temple does not look like this, but who can not die in the world depends on the past life and the next life, after all, it is just an empty space. "

There was a sigh in his gaze, and he sighed, and as his words fell, the entire body of the body also turned into a ray of light that dissipated in the air.

"Is the past life after life? I only believe in this life, and only by grasping this life is the foundation for everything."

Yunchuan's eyes flickered, and his mouth murmured softly. Although his voice was still weak, he was firm.

"Yunchuan, what a Yunchuan!"

In the distance, at high altitude, the magnificent black lotus slowly rotated at this moment, the sound of the magic lotus slowly came out, there was no sadness or joy in the sound, but there was a trembling shock in the Brewing inside.

"Molian, you lost the bet."

When the terrifying coercion contained in the sound of the magic lotus headed towards Yunchuan, in the distance, above a lone boat, the voice of Qinglian came slowly, and the terrible coercion contained in the sound of the magic lotus was amazing. Offset.