Chapter 766 Forget It

Following Chong Guang's blood, it also penetrated into the bursting and withering sword.

The light of the years has also suddenly expanded by more than ten times. In this boundary river, it turned into a mighty tide, rushing towards the place where Longying stood.

In the heavy light, Xuan Xuzi casually took out a small clock, and flew in the air, under the cover of the sky, locking all the time around.

"The law of time, withering, Dingyu clock, so it is!"

Seeing this scene, the corners of Qiu Jing's lips were slightly raised, showing a bit of understanding.

Since it is these two things, then the old man Longying, the former sword master, really has no vitality.

Opposite him, Dao Lingzong's Feng Yunzi sneered lightly, his eyes piercingly cold.

Since he knew that Long Ying would come here in person, how could there be no way to deal with this Lingqiong Realm?

Years, withering, really painstaking, really willing to spend the capital——

A withering sword, coupled with the serious injury of Chongxuan, burst out the full potential of vigor, and sent those years away. But I don't know how this dragon shadow will deal with it?

This person is Zongshou's teacher, and he is also extremely skilled in swordsmanship. Being able to create a peerless swordsmanship of the tenth holy spirit level like the Nine Nine Dragon Shadow Sword by himself shows how talented he is.

It's just a pity that this person has already stayed at the level of the Holy Land for ten thousand years. With only thirty years of longevity, under the invasion of the law of time, even if the swordsmanship is unrivaled and the supernatural powers are unrivaled, there is nothing he can do.

This time, I am afraid that most of them will die here.

More minds are already paying attention to the cloud world.

As long as this dragon shadow dies, then it will be the time for this Zongshou to pay for his life for the old man Potian.

The Yanku Demon from the Yuanshi Demon Sect was smiling contentedly, full of interest.

The destruction of the holy realm is a rare scene in a thousand years.

And the bloody coat next to him licked the corner of his lips again, with bloodlust in his eyes.

Looking at Longying's eyes, it was like looking at food.

Among all the people, there is only Wenxu's expression. It's extremely complicated. The gaze that valued the light unexpectedly contained a sense of pity and pity.

And that Ao Kun was also laughing, the laughter was extremely weird.

People don't know what it means, they just feel it's inexplicable. But after only a moment, everyone's attention returned to Long Ying.

Even the river of time has rushed to the front. On Longying's face. Not much has changed.

He only smiled dumbly, and then stretched out his right hand.

Then, with the snap of a finger, bursts of psionic explosions could be heard. The River of Time was unexpectedly gathered together in one place by a force. Returning to the source, most of them turned into psionic energy and dispersed.

And those metal fragments also gathered together suddenly. It only takes a moment to restructure, and it is a long sword. Now in the hands of Longying.

It is exactly the appearance of the plain white long sword before, there is no abnormality, no change at all. The blade is smooth. Gloss shines. It is impossible to see that this sword has exploded before——

"What a withering sword!"

Holding the sword in his hand, Long Ying looked at it carefully, sighed in admiration, and then asked curiously: "Is this forged by Wuxu? It's probably the Daoist Qingxuan, right?"

It's just that this sentence was asked, but no one answered. Within the entire boundary river, it was as silent as death.

Everyone here. Including Zhong Guang who cut out the sword, they all looked at this scene in a daze.

Pretty much the same idea came to mind.

How could this be so?

This sword of time, a full blow after the explosion of the holy realm's true essence. How could this old Longying take it so easily?

The withered sword that had clearly been shattered. In the blink of an eye, time has been reassembled and refined, and it still looks intact, undamaged. What kind of joke is this?

After a long silence, the heavy light suddenly realized. The intuition is that the mouth is bitter, and the voice is dry and asks: "Could it be that the Holy One is already in the ultimate state?"

"you say?"

The old man Longying smiled, and a surge of spiritual energy poured back into the withering sword again, with a faint expression on his face: "I and Daoist Qingxuan originally had some kind of sympathy, so it is supposed to be based on For the best. But that one, since he must fight my apprentice every day, he has exhausted all kinds of means. If my dragon shadow does not respond, others will probably laugh at my dragon shadow for being incompetent! Time fades away , Heh! Wait, is this trying to take the old man’s life? Bullying the old man’s lack of lifespan? You can’t ignore this matter—”

After contemplating for a moment, I made a decision: "That's it! If you slashed me with the sword today, I will return it to you as it is. If you can take it, you can forgive me. lest others say that I am Long Ying, and use the big to bully the small. It's unreasonable!"

The voice was gentle, but the few people here were covered in cold sweat when they heard it.

The pressure of those cultivators in the ultimate realm, which is close to the source of the world, gradually permeates here, filling the boundary river.

Make everyone here have difficulty breathing.

And that heavy light even faded the blood on his face.

Take the next sword? He is heavy on light, but he doesn't have the supernatural powers of swordsmanship that Longying had in the past——

Hua Yun also had a pale face, and his heart sank to the bottom.

Opened his mouth to speak, but failed to utter a word after all. Knowing at this moment, even if he pleads for mercy, it is useless.

The few of them were planning to kill the old man Longying.

Wouldn't it be ridiculous to ask this man to show mercy to them at this time? It's like a fool's dream——

How can light offenses be tolerated when the state is so majestic?

But is it so important to see Chongguang die? He wanted to stop him, but he saw Ao Kun's icy gaze on the opposite side, staring at him. Immediately, his chest felt cold, and he held Long Xuan's small hand like ice jade in his palm. In the past, it was heartwarming, but now I just feel uneasy, terrified, and want to let go.

And in the next blink of an eye, Long Ying flung out the withering sword casually, and waved the plain white silver light, piercing through the void invisible and matterless. Light and shadow scattered, towards the heavy light, washed away.

The heavy light narrowed his eyes and let out a roar. The whole person is like a slingshot, flying backwards. The void in front of him was distorted, and ten spiritual talismans were lined up in front of him.

The spirit pattern on the talisman actually faintly has an aura similar to that of the dragon shadow, close to the source of the Dao, the foundation of the universe.

It exploded violently, suffocating the plain white sword shadow slightly. Then one after another, the fairy artifacts were spread in front of him.

But they were all pierced by the silvery white sword light, which was as powerful as a broken bamboo.

Finally, there was a soft 'ding' sound, and the withering sword was finally stopped.

I saw that the sword body and Chong Guang's heavy shield that finally blocked the sword were all shattered.

But the people here did not have time to breathe a sigh of relief. Immediately, the withered sword also turned into a river of time and continued to rush forward.

However, compared to before, the power of time of Yushi Shigeguang is many times stronger.

The heavy eyes were as dead ashes, and they tried their best to resist, but they still only dissipated less than 10% of the gray and white air.

Then that figure once again froze in the void, looking at Long Ying with resentment and despair in his eyes.

The blue Taoist clothes were shattered into pieces.

Wenxu glanced at it, then sighed softly and shook his head slightly.

Knowing this heavy light, at this moment it seems that there is no damage, but the life essence is completely destroyed.

At this time, the clothes are broken, and it is clear that they have entered the process of the five declines of heaven and man——

The so-called five signs of decline are filthy clothes, withered hair, sweaty underarms, filthy body, and unhappiness in this seat.

When a cultivator reaches the holy realm, his body will be spotless and not a single feather will fall off. Clothes are filthy, because the strength is weakened and the body can no longer be protected.

This place is within the boundary river, and there is no dust, mud and dirt. But because of the sword just now, the power of the void was turbulent, which caused heavy light and damaged clothes.

This person may only have half an hour to live now——

The nearly 2,000-year lifespan was chopped off by Long Ying's sword.

The prestige of the ultimate realm is so great!

The three of Hua Yun, Long Xuan and Xuan Weizi obviously knew about Chongguang's situation, and their faces suddenly changed, gloomy like water.

In the boundary river, it was still as silent as before.

But it was only a few breaths, then Qiuhua of Tailingzong smiled again and said, "Qiuhua congratulates Lord Longying, who will enjoy eternal life from now on and be immortal! In fact, there is no deep hatred. Qiuhua thinks about what happened today, and it is indeed a bit inappropriate. Why don't we just let it go? When Qiuhua returns, I, the Supreme Spiritual Sect, will definitely offer a big gift to congratulate Shengzun on his advancement! "

After saying this, several people around looked over with strange eyes.

Especially Huayun Longxuan, his eyes were even more furious, staring at him firmly.

This person is really shameless!

Qiu Yun didn't care, and after she finished speaking, she took another look at Long Ying's face. Seeing that Long Ying wasn't unhappy and didn't say anything, he relaxed.

After giving another salute, Qiuyun directly tore open the void barrier and stepped inside.

He didn't want to stay in this place for a moment longer.

As soon as this person left, the Yanku Demon also turned his eyes, not daring to put on a show in front of Long Ying. He also said with a serious expression: "The Yanku Demon has seen the Holy Lord! Before the words were inappropriate and offended, please don't take the blame! My Yuanshi Shenzong and the Holy Lord's disciples do have some grievances. But think about it carefully. The matter is not irreparable. The two of Luo Ming and Mi Tuoluo provoked first, which should be our fault. If the Yanku Demon can survive today, our Yuanshi Demon Sect will definitely try our best to make up for the loss of Qian Tianshan Yiying There is also a generous gift, congratulations to Shengzun on the supreme joy!"

Long Ying smiled and waved his hand casually, he was too lazy to argue with such people.

The Yanku Demon also heaved a sigh of relief, and without hesitation, he dodged and escaped into a spiritual river. Light and shadow flickered, a bit faster than when Qiu Yun left.

Feng Yunzi was the only one of the three gods present at the scene, and this person was also decisive, and also bowed his head: "I respectfully wish the Holy One to enjoy a long life! What happened today is because I don't know what is going on, and I was deceived by others. Ruosheng You are willing to raise your noble hand so that I, Feng Yunzi, can return home safely. Then I will be rewarded generously by Dao Lingzong!"

This time, Long Ying narrowed his eyes slightly, with a sharp light in his eyes.

"According to your opinion, let's forget it? That old man who broke the sky in your sect died at my bare hands—"

That Feng Yunzi's heart suddenly turned cold, and he secretly sighed. At this time, how can he care about this? Do you want to die?