Chapter 1442 The End of Time, the Emperor's Martial Soul

Yang Qingxuan was stunned for a long time, and muttered to himself: "The first generation of profound practitioners... the immortal body..."

"Then let's die with your real body!"

Yang Yunjing shouted loudly, sealed the formula, and suddenly thousands of swords gathered, cutting into the space-time storm.

Countless peerless sword intents tore through time and space, descending and leaving.

For some reason, the moment Xuanzhi's good fortune sky coffin appeared, it gave him an extremely bad feeling.

Wan Jian travels through time and space, constantly slicing the past, present, and future, going to the end of that time.

Lan Ningxu's pupils condensed slightly, and he slapped the heavenly coffin with one palm, thousands of runes rose up, and vast power spread out from the coffin.

The Taixuan Sword Tomb keeps tearing apart the storm, paving the way with a series of peerless swords, but it travels through the time series, as if it will never reach the end.

Lan Ningxu raised her eyes and said, "This is the end of time, a barren land. Your sword can cut through the past, present, and future, but it will never reach the end."

Yang Yunjing stared at him, his fierce eyes suddenly calmed down, and said softly, "I see."

Yang Yunjing slowly closed his eyes, then opened them suddenly, two golden rays of light shot out from the pupils of his eyes, and a vast soul power condensed by his side, as if turning into a real dragon.

Yang Yunjing's body swelled up instantly like blue condensate, and flashed in the sea of ​​clouds.

But in an instant, Yang Qingxuan felt a strange feeling in his heart, as if countless years had passed in the vicissitudes of life.

The next moment, Yang Yunjing appeared directly beside Lan Ningxu.

"how so?"

Yang Qingxuan was terrified, looking at the storm in horror, Yang Yunjing's speed was faster than countless swords!

"Nothing in this world can stop me, even at the end of time!"

Yang Yunjing turned around slowly, staring straight at Lan Ningxu who was full of astonishment, with a cloudy yellow light in his eyes, the martial soul flashed between his brows, and the Emperor Sword fell in his hand, and he slashed away!

"laugh!"

The entire space, together with the time series, was smashed into pieces.

Lan Ningxu's figure was severed at the waist by the Emperor Sword, and the two halves of his body were split apart.

"Your martial soul... so it is!"

Lan Ningxu's eyes were full of horror, and then he regained his composure, and said, "I finally know your identity."

On Lan Ningxu's upper body, his hands kept making tactic, time went back, the two bodies returned to normal again, and he made tactic with his right hand and slapped the good fortune sky coffin.

The person and the coffin disappeared instantly.

The next moment, it appeared hundreds of feet away. The heavenly coffin of good fortune was already erected on the ground, and the runes on it were spinning rapidly, as if countless organs were opened in an instant, and a mad force swept out and spread in this nothingness.

Yang Yunjing raised his hand, and Wanjian emerged at the end of time, spreading continuously, and graves of swords broke through the ground one after another.

At the same time, the yellow awns in his eyes kept wandering, like a real dragon, and behind Yang Yunjing, a cloud-like dragon shadow also emerged.

Lan Ningxu stared at him, and said in a concentrated voice: "Warriors participate in the Dao, condense their own martial soul, and give birth to three thousand methods. In the time system, the reason why yesterday's reappearance failed to become the strongest martial soul is because It is because there is a stronger time rule that allows time to flow at a rapid rate, and the white clouds and the vicissitudes of life are all in a flash."

"Even if you already know my secret, then bury you at the end of this time, and you will never be reborn forever!"

The emperor sword in Yang Yunjing's hand erupted with brilliance, and the dragon energy from his body quickly poured into the sword, and immediately a yellow dragon shadow surrounded the sword.

"Everything in the world cannot escape the erosion of time."

The power of the two martial souls was perfectly fused in one sword.

Lan Ningxu looked at it calmly, her gaze was like water, without any waves in her eyes, and the seal in her hand was slowly changing in a certain time sequence.

All the streamer light on the Creation Sky Coffin leaked into the earth, becoming extremely peaceful.

At this moment, a majestic voice suddenly penetrated, and then the monster aura exploded, and the entire barrenness was filled with a wild monster power.

The phantom of the Vigorous Demon Bull King emerged on the ground.

"Human Sovereign, have you considered where this place is? If this sword is cut out, the abyss will inevitably collapse, and you know better than me what the consequences will be."

Yang Yunjing's face changed drastically, the sternness in his pupils shrank, and his body froze for an instant.

And Lan Ningxu frowned slightly, as if hesitating.

The figures of the three stood facing each other at the end of time.

Yang Qingxuan recovered a lot of energy, looked at it in shock, and was extremely curious in his heart, where is this sea of ​​abyss?

"This sword will be cut on the Ten Directions Star Platform!"

Yang Yunjing's pupils shrank, and all the yellow light disappeared into his body, and the dragon aura on his body also dissipated.

The figure flickered and disappeared in place.

Only one voice remained, "Yang Qingxuan, if you want to know your life experience, come to Shifang Xingtai, otherwise you will never know!"

Yang Qingxuan's complexion changed drastically, and he hurriedly used his piercing eyes to look around. Where is the shadow of Yang Yunjing? The speed was so fast that even his piercing eyes couldn't catch it!

He knew that the purpose of Yang Yunjing's words was to attract himself to the Shifang Xingtai.

Even if Yang Yunjing didn't say this, he still wanted to go to the star station.

As soon as Yang Yunjing left, Lan Ningxu suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, and his aura instantly languished to the extreme.

As soon as Lan Ningxu slapped the heavenly coffin, it disappeared in the palm of her hand.

As soon as the whole figure flickered, it appeared in the sea of ​​clouds, and the phantom of the Vigorous Demon Bull King also disappeared at the end of time.

The huge time storm lost control at once, spinning away continuously, rushing into the world, destroying everything wantonly.

At this moment, an extremely strong monster power rushed out from the depths of the sea of ​​clouds, blasted on the time storm, and shattered it.

"Pfft! Cough, cough, cough!"

Lan Ningxu sat cross-legged on the sea of ​​clouds, spitting blood continuously, and countless blood vessels appeared on the skin, which was shocking.

Yang Qingxuan hurried forward and said, "Are you all right?"

Lan Ningxu let out a breath and said, "I can't die for the time being."

As he said, he took out one after another of the perfect Daowen pills from the ring, and swallowed them into his body like eating beans.

There were twenty pieces in total, but I ate them all.

Yang Qingxuan felt a pain in his flesh.

But he knew that even the perfect Daowen Dan might not be of much use to Lan Ningxu.

Yang Qingxuan immediately sat beside Lan Ningxu, and healed his wounds.

Time passed little by little, and the stars above the sea of ​​clouds flowed.

After a day, Lan Ningxu suddenly opened his eyes and let out a long breath.

"What's wrong?"

The voice of the Vigorous Demon Bull King came from the sea of ​​clouds, and then a huge bull shadow was projected on the clouds.