Chapter 2374: Hundred Gods Measuring the Limits of Sword Dao

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At the top of the sky, there are countless stars made of extremely hard material recording everything.

In the extremely remote Sijiu Immortal Sect's station, there is an instrument called "Purple Star Eye", which can provide high-definition insight into everything that happens in the Sky-breaking Glazed Palace. It can even penetrate numerous energy interferences and see the essential confrontation.

Bai Ling stood quietly in the center of the altar, sensing everything and calculating everything. She was now not only a battlefield correspondent, but also an analyst and decision-maker on the battlefield.

She suddenly said to Xiao Hong on the side: "The energy level of Taichu Light is higher than Cyril's True Demon Origin Qi. Essentially, there is no need to fight at all. But Cyril can pass far beyond ordinary creation gods. The strength of the source power, as well as the source power reserve that is unimaginable to ordinary creation gods, forcibly narrow this gap..."

"It's not like he doesn't have the strength to fight against the goddess of light..."

"I just don't know what level of light the primordial light of the God of Light can reach." Bai Ling looked at the little red flower next to him and said.

Xiaohong shook her red head, looking up at the broadcasts in the sky, sensing and analyzing every move of the goddess of light.

She knew why Bai Ling suddenly spoke to her.

But at this moment, she could only shake her red head, with a look of regret on her face: "Alas... no, although I am the only divine way of light in Taichu Continent, I am still too far behind. I can't To understand the depth of the goddess of light, maybe if I go to the scene, I can still have a chance to do it. "

Bai Ling looked thoughtful when he heard Xiaohong's words.

At this time, the sky was above the Potian Glazed Palace.

The backlash from heaven has already caused Chen Chen to bleed from his orifices.

Chen Chen completely released the power of the inner universe and used all the power he could use to resist the backlash from heaven. However, the horror of the backlash from heaven was unprecedented, much stronger than the calamity of all living beings.

The goddess of light saw that the Nine Tribulations of Heaven were dominant, and Chen Chen looked like he could no longer hold on. She still did not let go or ignore Chen Chen's plan, and suddenly pointed at Chen Chen with the Taichu Light!

Chen Chen, who had endured the calamity of heaven, was the best target for a sneak attack.

"Want to sneak attack my brother? What a dream!" Cyril roared angrily, changing his position faster and blocking Chen Chen's front.

At the same moment, the Nine Nether Divine Sword in Cyril's hand was already slashing at the Taichu Light. The true meaning of the sword, the true intention of breaking the sky, and the extremely powerful and vast true magic source power all exploded at the same moment, trying to kill the Taichu Light. .

The true magic source power poured out crazily like it was free, reaching the point where the creation gods were dumbfounded, in order to enhance the power of the divine sword.

As an existence at the pinnacle of creation, he can only rely on the strength and magnitude of the true magic source to confront Taichu Light head-on!

"Crack..." As the crisp cracking sound echoed around the world, the Nine Nether Divine Sword, which was the sharpest and hardest sword in time, was blown into two pieces by the light...

Cyril was also hit by the aftermath of the explosion and took two steps back.

With two strikes, just two strikes, the goddess of light exploded Cyril's sword.

A faint sarcasm appeared on the woman's face: "Now that the weapon you relied on to resist is gone, what should you do? Use your body to resist my Taichu Light?"

Cyril wiped the blood seeping from the corner of his mouth and grinned: "Are you out of weapons? Haha, I'm afraid I have more weapons than you can imagine..."

The words fell.

A sword with a terrifying aura began to appear in the sky.

Each sword seems to have a unique swordsmanship, releasing powerful and cold divine light, and some even independently condense powerful and unpredictable sword shadows.

"After hearing the news of Bai Qionghai's victory, I felt that I was very similar to Emperor An Lin." Cyril stood in front of countless swords releasing the mighty divine light, his eyes long and he sighed, "They all like to use swords so much, and He likes to collect swords so much... He collected a thousand swords, which amazes all living beings, and will be remembered forever in Taichu Continent. And I wonder if my hundred swords can also be recorded in history..."

Yes, there are a hundred divine swords floating behind him!

It’s not an adjective, but a genuine one hundred artifact-level swords! !

Rumble...

The spirit of each divine sword goes straight into the world, as if they are arguing about who has the strongest edge. You must know that the divine swords are all arrogant. They all have the strongest and most ruthless sword spirit in the world. It is precisely because of this. This spirit was in perfect harmony with Cyril's innocent will, and twisted into a rope, erupting into an unprecedented and shocking sword light.

Cyril is already at the pinnacle of creation with a divine sword in his hand.

Now, he wants to use a hundred divine swords?

You must know that every divine sword here is a rare treasure, a weapon that the Void Returning Sword Immortal can only dream of and the Hedao Sword Immortal can only dream of! !

Even though there were already the pearls and jade of Anlin's Thousand-Handed Immortal Sword in front of him, when all the sentient beings in the world saw those hundred divine swords, they were still confused.

In the entire Taichu Continent, all the creatures who were paying attention to the battle in the Potian Glazed Palace, from the Dao Body Xiao Xiu to the Creation God, could not help but widen their eyes, stare at the screen, or watch the battle from a distance.

"What on earth did this Cyril...do?"

"Is this... are these all divine swords? I don't know how to describe Cyril's financial resources now... Are there really so many divine swords in this world for him to collect?"

"Impossible! I've lived for more than 100,000 years, and I can't recognize ten of these 100 swords! How can there be so many swords for him to collect?"

"Don't forget, Cyril is the number one weapon refiner of the True Demon Clan. It's possible that he collected the materials himself and then secretly refined them..."

"This... that's also terrifying... Could he be like An Lin and blow up 100 swords at the same time?"

"Hiss... Quick! Bring me the quick-acting heart-saving pills! Quick!!"

All living beings remembered the cruel things An Lin did for no reason. Even if those swords were not theirs, they still left an indelible shadow in their hearts.

Doing such a thing in public.

He's simply not a human being! !

All living beings looked at Cyril and became panicked.

At this time, the swords hummed, and the sword energy stirred the sky. Countless sword auras with the power to cut through everything surged towards the goddess of light. Just a wisp of sword aura was enough to split mountains and seas, and cut open the sky, and there were tens of millions of sword auras here!

Endless sword energy containing Cyril's top source power, if it were other creation gods, they would have been crushed into dust by the sword energy, but they could not get within ten feet of the Goddess of Light, and all of them were purified into light particles by the strange light circle.

The God of Light looked forward and found that Cyril had turned into a universe-level true demon with raging demonic flames. His body of millions of feet stood upright, his eyes were as red as two dead stars, and like two bottomless deep pools.

One hundred divine swords quickly became thicker and bigger, each of them turned into an indescribable giant blade of 100,000 feet, with surging source power and endless sharpness. It seemed that the deterrent power was even more monstrous, as if one hundred creation gods were pointing their sharpness at the God of Light.

"An Lin buried thousands of swords in the past, and wrote thousands of images of swordsmanship."

"Today, I, Cyril, will control a hundred divine swords and measure the limit of swordsmanship!"

As soon as the voice fell, a hundred divine swords burst out with supreme sword power and stabbed down fiercely!

He stabbed the towering Cyril with a hundred swords! !