Chapter 811: Sooner or Later There Will Be a War

The golden Sheng Ge dissipated little by little, but it finally blocked Yan Shisan's imposing black sword light, when all the visions disappeared.

Di Wuque said calmly, "Yan Shisan, your killing swordsmanship has not yet been perfected, and if you can't pass the level of your state of mind, it will be futile to make troubles."

Yan Shisan glanced at the white-haired woman in front of him, and said with a wordless smile: "Di Wuque, you are really interesting, why don't you dare to fight me? Knowing that I never kill women, do you dare to be so unscrupulous? ?”

In the depths of Di Wuque's eyes, there is endless brilliance flickering and fading. Looking at it faintly, it always makes people feel unfathomable. He raised his head and said: "Since I know your weakness, why should I bother, between you and me, sooner or later There will be a war, but not now."

"You haven't perfected the way of killing swords, and the compatibility with Tianbing Sword has just begun. You ask your heart, are you really sure to fight me with all your strength?"

With deep eyes and endless brilliance, Di Wuque seems to be able to grasp everyone's hearts in his words.

His strength is so powerful that people don't know how deep it is. He didn't make a move from the beginning to the end, but it made people feel an unprecedented pressure.

The woman standing in front of Yan Shisan, the radiance on her body kept flickering, and the holy aura radiated out one by one.

The golden light shines between the eyebrows, and the brilliant will is swayed out round after round, and the water under the feet gently ripples.

The slender Sheng Ge surrounded her up and down, able to block Yan Shisan at any time.

Yan Shisan put his sword back into its sheath, floated lightly, and returned to the place where he was before, crossed his legs and soaked in the pool water, continued to absorb the essence of the divine spring, and ignored other things.

The other human warriors couldn't help but look at each other, even Yan Shisan was told to retire by Di Wuque, would they still have a chance?

Of the three thousand great worlds, the protoss controlled a thousand great worlds, half more than other races. After the fall of the Qing Emperor, the Protoss once again reached its peak in ten thousand years.

This powerful race from outside the territory once again showed its ambitions. It is no longer a day or two to suppress other races in the Kunlun Realm.

An Junxi and the others are not unknown people. They have heard about the name of Di Wuque for a long time.

The younger generation of the Protoss has unparalleled prestige and is a well-deserved leader of the younger generation.

The thirteen protoss warriors were all genius warriors of the protoss, but in front of Di Wuque, they didn't give in at all.

It is difficult to see such a scene in other races. Taking the human race as an example, the three holy sons have a high reputation, but they are still far from being able to convince An Junxi, Shui Lingling and others.

Now that Di Wuque wants to drive them away, he is really at a loss.

Di Wuque glanced lightly, and said: "Why don't you go, time is limited, don't waste my patience."

Bai Wuxue gave Di Wuque a cold look, gritted her teeth and left the place first, An Junxi shook his head and left helplessly.

Soon, apart from San Shengzi and Yan Shisan, only Xiao Chen and Shui Lingling remained.

Shui Lingling flipped her hands, and the Ziling bow appeared in her left hand, and a fiery red arrow that had never been seen before appeared in her right hand, which was so delicate and charming.

Di Wuque's expression moved slightly, and he said, "Shui Lingling, are you going to fight against me?"

Shui Lingling smiled softly and said, "The Protoss is amazing. The protoss warriors who have died under my arrows in these years, if not 1,000, would have been 500. I don't mind getting bloodied once today."

"kill."

Di Wuque said one word indifferently, without further words.

The thirteen protoss warriors took a step up neatly, and the golden long sword was unsheathed again, and the giant sword energy was recombined into shape.

The resounding hymn made the divine pattern circulating on the giant sword energy immortal, and it shot out, and the scattered sword energy cut the lake below in half.

Shui Lingling's complexion sank, she drew the bow and string, and the will of flames began to rise little by little, and a ball of Xuanyang real fire enveloped the whole body.

"Master, let me come!"

Xiao Chen, who kept his eyes tightly closed all the time, exuding a faint luster, unwilling to waste any time in his practice, opened his eyes at Mu Ran, and said something lightly.

Seeing the huge golden sword energy flying towards him, the Long Yin Jue quickly circulated in his body, and the Azure Dragon Martial Soul at his dantian leaped out.

It quickly circulated inside the chest cavity, and merged with Xiao Chen's true essence, forming a blue dragon shadow that swam quickly in the chest cavity.

A huge force gradually accumulated, and the chest felt as if it would explode at any time.

The sea of ​​consciousness boiled, and his mental power was continuously consumed. Xiao Chen roared angrily at the flying golden giant sword energy.

The surging dragon sound contained Xiao Chen's spiritual power, forming a vortex, which immediately diffused out. Bang bang bang, sound waves swept across, rising above the water surface, startling the water curtain.

The flying golden sword energy was the first among them, and the divine pattern formed by spiritual power immediately shattered.

Huchihuchi, the giant sword energy dissipated little by little. When they flew to Xiao Chen and Shui Lingling, they disappeared without a trace and no longer existed.

With a roar, the huge sword energy that caused headaches to warriors of all races was easily shattered.

The sound of the dragon's roar still did not dissipate, and the lingering sound continued, causing the thirteen protoss warriors to feel headaches, and their bodies could not help but take a few big steps back.

"Dragon Sound Art!"

All the protoss warriors changed their complexions, and they all looked at Xiao Chen in disbelief, with a look of horror in their eyes.

Long Yin Jue, this martial skill created by the Qing Emperor himself, brought a heavy blow to the gods. After ten thousand years, it has not been forgotten by the gods.

Without him, because of this martial skill, the trauma it caused to the Protoss was too fatal.

It can be said that it was this martial skill that made the protoss at their peak not dare to act rashly in front of the dragon gate led by Emperor Qing.

Di Wuque, who was always calm, also sank, and said, "Kill him!"

The thirteen protoss warriors jumped out of the three of them first, roared, and endless hymns sounded, each cast a distant legend and blasted towards Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen smiled coldly, leaped into the air, and resounded loud hymns in all directions, but what was sung was Xiao Chen's own legend.

boom!

The fists collided, and the three of them crumbled at the touch, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and were sent flying in embarrassment by Xiao Chen's blow.

"How is it possible that he is stronger than the gods themselves when he uses the martial arts of the gods."

The warriors of the surrounding races were all taken aback when they saw this scene, and they didn't know what was going on.

Di Wuque raised his eyebrows, this warrior in white had once again exceeded his expectations today.

Silently, Di Wuque, who had been sitting cross-legged all this time, suddenly stood up, his white hair dancing without wind, and the strands slowly turned golden.

A powerful aura containing divine power spread out, and the water surface below spun uncontrollably, forming a terrifying vortex.

Di Wuque actually decided to make a move himself, and everyone's expressions turned serious. Di Wuque seldom made a move these years.

But every time he made a shot, the opponent had no accidents, and the end was extremely miserable. Di Wuque's illustrious reputation in the Kunlun world was not based on lip service.

In fact, in this world where strength is paramount and geniuses emerge in large numbers. If there is no real strong strength, as a confidence, who will be forced to withdraw voluntarily by Di Wuque with a few words.

Rumble!

At this moment, the entire Kunlun Mountains began to shake violently, and there were sounds in the sky that were more violent than thunder.

The space vibrated, the sky shook, and cracks appeared on the ground.

The warriors of all races stopped in the air in all directions, and with a bang, without any ability to resist, they fell heavily to the ground.

Such a vision is obviously not something that Di Wuque can do, not even a master-level martial saint can do it.

"what happened!"

Everyone didn't understand why, some terrified murmured to themselves.

Xiao Chen's heart moved, and he looked around, and sure enough, the figure of the mysterious swordsman Duan Yi went to nowhere.

The shock didn't last long, but the talented warriors of all races here didn't know how big the shock was.

Tianwu Domain, Demon Domain, Ghost Domain, God Domain, Corpse Domain, the entire Kunlun Continent shook at the same time, ancient buildings collapsed, mountains cracked, and rivers flowed.

Tens of thousands of miles away, the sea of ​​chaotic demons is full of turbulent waves, tsunamis like tides, and islands are ups and downs.

After crossing the barrier of the sky, in the endless starry sky, many stars broke away from their original orbits, collided together, and sent out a terrifying explosion in the universe, forming a terrifying black hole.

In just a short moment, a huge disaster was brought to the Kunlun Continent and the connected starry sky.

"Oops, someone moved the Stone of Origin!"

Halfway up the main peak of Kunlun, the five great emperors of various races outside the Guangmen, all opened their eyes with extremely surprised expressions.

The old man in the blue shirt of the Martial God Palace said: "It seems that the geniuses of various races who just entered were mixed in by spies."

"Impossible, the Great Devouring Formation under the Shenquan Pond, even the Emperor Wu could be swallowed into dust. With the eyesight of the five of us, among the fifty people who just entered, none of them became holy except for the two masters of the God Clan." The black-faced old man said in disbelief.

The white-haired Martial Emperor of the protoss said in a deep voice: "The devouring formation can devour everything in the world, but there may be some strange things that can restrain it. Open the seal again and go in to have a look."

The five Martial Emperors didn't panic at all, they had strong confidence in the devouring formation, and believed that the brave man would lose his flesh and blood after being devoured.

Second, here is Kunlun Mountain, where the strong are like clouds, even if the Demon Emperor comes, he will not be afraid, and how can he be afraid of a person who has not reached the level of a martial artist.

Taking out the holy seal again, the five of them began to open the seal again, layer by layer.

Above the sky of Kunlun Mountain, a man and a woman were hiding in the cracks in the void. The five people who had reopened the seal couldn't help showing a smile on their faces.