Chapter 425 Unless the Saint King Takes Action, It Will Be a Waste of Time

Tang Chen's progress in swordsmanship can be said to be getting deeper and deeper day by day.

It is no exaggeration to say that even Ancestor Chunyang feels inferior to himself.

Therefore, when Feng Yutian and Tang Chen fought with swords, they were just looking for abuse, and they were completely defeated.

"You two come together, I'm very busy and don't have time to fool around with you."

Tang Chen flicked the law sword lightly and said impatiently.

These two men were coming fiercely, and it was obvious that they would not give up easily, so they simply destroyed them together to avoid wasting their expressions.

Hearing this, the crowd showed no surprise.

If it were before, they would still say that Tang Chen was too arrogant.

At this moment, Tang Chen proved with actual actions that he was really qualified to say such things.

Shen Tulie looked at Feng Yutian, and the two nodded gloomily.

"God's Soul-Cutting Sword!"

"The Sword of Immortality!"

The two of them shouted loudly, as if the world was turned upside down.

The broken sword in Feng Yutian's hand bloomed with immeasurable divine light, rising up to the sky for nine days, facing the storm, like a fairy holding a fairy sword, lying on the sky.

Every stream of air flowing down from the fairy sword seems to be able to crush everything, and every living thing will fall to the ground and bow down.

Shen Tulie, on the other hand, clenched his hatchet, his black hair danced wildly, his expression was ferocious, and his earth-shaking aura was like a mad god emerging from the world.

He stood motionless in the void, glaring angrily, and the space trembled endlessly, as if he was shocked by his shocking power.

Those who hold swords must have an invincible and domineering spirit.

If not, don't touch the knife.

call out!

call out!

Shen Tulie and Feng Yutian flew through the sky, intending to kill Tang Chen.

"The Mysterious Law of All Things!"

Tang Chen held the Law Sword in his right hand and turned it gently with his left hand.

In the heavenly palace, the clouds and mist danced, gathered on his left hand, and turned into a cloud sword, ethereal and indifferent, as if it would dissipate at any time.

He looked directly at the two men who were coming to kill him and said deeply: "Sword Art of Slaying the Immortal."

Tang Chen held the Yunjian in his left hand and the Law Sword in his right hand, using his two minds to slash out at the same time.

Boom!

The mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood shattered the sky and cracked the earth, like a bloody ocean roaring.

His left sword slays the body of the fairy, and his right sword slays the soul of the god.

This situation is like a master of all things who controls life.

With this blow, the sun and moon in the heavenly palace lost their light, the laws were wiped out, the spiritual energy was dispersed wildly, and the wild fluctuations swept through the eight wastelands like angry dragons and tigers.

A group of cultivators screamed and shouted, fearing that they would be affected.

Fortunately, Gao Dafu stepped forward in time, holding a colorful dragon horn, to protect everyone's safety, and no unnecessary casualties were caused.

"how's it going?"

Many people are chanting this sentence.

When the two great saints join forces, no one in the same realm would dare to say they are a match, not to mention that Tang Chen is only in the realm of a minor saint.

Gradually, the divine light gradually dimmed.

The first person to catch everyone's eyes was Tang Chen.

He stood tall and motionless, his temperament was like that of an immortal, and even his white robes were not stained with a trace of dust.

Unrivaled in beauty!

On the other hand, Feng Yutian and Shen Tulie were in extremely embarrassed condition.

The broken sword in the former's hand was dull, with numerous gaps appearing, and he was dripping with blood.

The latter vomited blood, and the hatchet was bent and turned into scrap metal.

So what if the fairy fragments are fused?

In front of Tang Chen, whether it should be broken, it should be broken, and whether it should be scrapped, it should be scrapped!

"That's it?"

Tang Chen asked calmly.

Shen Tulie and Shen Tulie looked at each other, their eyes filled with evil energy, and the injuries all over their bodies were recovering quickly.

What's more, even their combat power is gradually increasing!

They looked at this scene in surprise and said to themselves: "That breath actually has such a miraculous effect!"

Both of them were about to give up.

At that moment, they changed their embarrassment and sneered: "Tang Chen, you'd better hand over the key to the Immortal Palace, otherwise..."

"I wanted you to die with your final dignity, but now it seems that it is not necessary."

Tang Chen interrupted the two of them directly.

As he spoke, the space was distorted, high temperatures rose, and the nine-color divine fire flooded the nine heavens and ten earth like a tide.

An exquisite nine-color fire lotus rotated in Tang Chen's hand. It was so beautiful that the aura of light spread across the void. It was breathtakingly beautiful.

Shen Tulie and Feng Yutian's eyes were focused, and they noticed a breath of death, their expressions changed with shock, and they shouted in unison: "Spatial confinement!"

The great sage's divine power swept away, confining the space around Tang Chen, trying to contain this scorching power.

Tang Chen raised a hint of ridicule at the corner of his mouth and said: "You are just a trivial person, but you still want to stop the Buddha's Wrathful Lotus?"

After finishing speaking, he pushed it casually.

The nine-color fire lotus shuttled through the void, and the so-called spatial confinement was easily torn apart and turned into nothingness.

"escape!"

The two were frightened and turned around and ran away without hesitation.

However, the Nine-Colored Fire Lotus was extremely fast and its range was huge, and it suddenly exploded between the two of them.

boom!

A mushroom cloud representing nuclear flatness rose.

The heavenly palace shook, and the space of dozens of miles around was instantly shattered.

The heat wave swept across all directions, and the hair of countless cultivators burned on the spot.

Wait until it calms down...

Shen Tulie and Feng Yutian are gone!

Burned to ashes!

"If you also want to snatch the key to the Immortal Palace, you don't have to hide, just take action directly."

"The premise is that you are prepared to be wiped out."

"Because I will never hold back."

Tang Chen retracted his palm and said without looking back.

Sword light and fire light rose from his body.

A pure aura of destruction poured out, ignoring time and space, deeply oppressing everyone's minds.

"Don't even think about it. Unless the Saint King takes action, it's a waste!"

"If Tang Chen continues to grow, the Cangxuan Realm will belong to him."

"Tang Chen is right. Times have changed!"

Countless cultivators lowered their heads in bitterness, sighing.

Comparing yourself to others makes you angry!

It's not that they are not working hard enough.

But the other party is a big wall hanging.

Talking about strength with a wall hanging?

That's really boring!

However, although everyone gave up on snatching the key to the Immortal Palace, they still wanted to take a look at the test of the Heavenly Palace.

There was still a little bit of luck in their hearts!

Everyone crossed the Heavenly Palace and went straight to the deepest part.

Here, the divine pillars reached the sky, and the ancient runes were everywhere, spreading a mysterious wave, isolating others from entering.

"The test of the Heavenly Palace, only those who hold the key to the Immortal Palace can enter!"

An ancient voice sounded.

Instantly, countless people made helpless sounds.

The last bit of hope in their hearts was completely dissipated.

Gao Dafu raised his eyebrows and laughed, "Brother, why don't you talk to Kunlun Palace and let us in?"

Tang Chen rolled his eyes.

Does this guy really think Kunlun Palace is his home?

When Tang Chen was about to take out the key to the palace, a Saint King's power came from the sky.

This breath was very familiar, and it came from the Pure Yang Patriarch.

Tang Chen smiled slightly.

But!

When he stared at it, his eyes suddenly turned cold!