Chapter 1190 Chaos Only

"Chi!"

The sword of "Mist Light" swung lightly, but it brought out an extremely harsh stabbing sound in the space. An invisible sword energy cut across hundreds of miles of space. On the Three Hundred Miles Conferred God Stage, a straight long sword was imprinted. mark.

To leave a shallow trace on the Conferred God Platform is far more difficult than breaking through thousands of mountains with a sword.

In the spectator seats, everyone's bodies trembled uncontrollably, and they were horrified. This was the first moment when Jun Xilei truly released his sword intention and energy. Although they were far apart and separated by a barrier, it sent chills down their spines, as if the white sword light was ruthless at this moment. On their backs.

Luo Changsheng's body did not move, but his clothes suddenly swayed, and the indifference on his face finally turned into seriousness... This was also the first time that he showed such an expression on this god-conferring stage.

There was a moment of stillness, and then Jun Xilei suddenly disappeared. The figure and sword shadow seemed to have disappeared into the gap in space, and disappeared without a trace at the same time.

And in the next moment when people had no time to react, a sword as majestic as the sky came down silently, attacking every corner of the Conferred God Platform. The foggy sword light was like a sudden flash of meteors in the dark night, piercing Luo Luo. Immortality.

In the spectator seats, countless young profound practitioners, including those who became the chosen sons of the Eastern God Territory, all turned pale with horror. Because they were completely unable to see where the sword light came from.

And when the sword light flashed in their pupils, all they felt was panic and... despair.

Luo Changsheng's eyes were like cold stars. With a dull explosion, his swords and axes came out, wind and thunder roared, hurricane and thunder rolled together and merged, facing the sword light.

Crack! ! ! !

The sword energy and the wind and thunder collided in the air. Before they actually touched each other, the sword energy and the wind and thunder broke out at the same time. For a moment, the sword energy roared and the wind and thunder exploded. The sword energy tore through the wind and thunder, and the wind and thunder tore through the sword light. The Conferred God Platform If a natural disaster strikes the world, the situation will change.

The gazes of Jun Xilei and Luo Changsheng collided through the sword energy and wind and thunder from a distance, as cold as sharp swords and as awe-inspiring as cold crystals.

This was the first confrontation between the two of them, but countless people were stunned and stunned, and the kings of the realms were also violently moved.

The Conferred God Platform, which is as smooth as jade and which many people believe cannot be damaged by the younger generation, quickly spreads countless fine marks like spider webs.

Bang! !

With a roar, the disaster storm exploded, and the two of them flew away. Jun Xilei's beautiful figure whirled lightly in the air, and the mist in her hand disappeared again.

"Wu...xin...sword...domain..."

The light suddenly dimmed.

All sounds suddenly disappeared.

An inexplicable flower appeared in front of everyone's eyes, presenting a dreamlike vast starry sky.

The space of the Conferred God Platform became dark, and the light seemed to be ruthlessly swallowed, but in this darkness, there were countless scorching stars. Jun Xilei's whole body is like the moonlight, standing among the stars, like the moon god in the sky welcomed by thousands of stars, with divine power.

But Luo Changsheng was attracted by thousands of stars, and his whole body was gray, making him look particularly humble in this suddenly opened world.

"This...this is..."

"Wuxin Sword Domain!" Glazed Light Realm King said in a deep voice.

"It is said that Jun Wuming only realized the 'Wuxin Sword Realm' when he was in the late stage of the God King Realm," Luo Shangchen, King of the Holy Universe Realm, exclaimed: "His descendants actually realized it in the Divine Spirit Realm."

"It is by no means as simple as enlightenment." Luo Guxie whispered: "But it can be fully controlled."

"There has never been a female swordsman in the past. It's no wonder that Jun Wuming has been searching for many years and chose a female to be his heir." Luo Guxie's eyes changed slightly when he looked at Jun Xilei: "It seems that I actually underestimated her. I am afraid of her forever." We have to do our best.”

Under the Wuxin Sword Domain, Luo Changsheng's expression was extremely solemn. The lightning on his body was floating and hissing, but his pupils were gradually dyed with a deep emerald green.

The increasingly dense aura of the gods floated in the space enveloped by the sword domain.

Under everyone's breathless attention, a trace of breath was gently touched.

In an instant, all the stars turned into the most terrifying sword light, like the light of divine punishment, shooting down towards Luo Changsheng. Jun Xilei also turned into a flowing shadow, approaching Luo Changsheng.

"drink!!"

Luo Changsheng roared loudly, and the divine aura released from his body was extremely intense at this moment. A long roar roared in the sky, and two divine figures appeared in front of and behind him at the same time.

There is a giant eagle in the front and a giant bear in the back.

The giant eagle roared, sweeping up a storm that covered the sky, severely destroying the sword light, and forcing Jun Xilei far away. The piercing sword light was firmly blocked by heavy yellow light, and it collapsed before it could get close.

In the realm of Wuxin, everything is a sword, and every wisp of air is sword energy. Even if the sword light was shattered and destroyed, more sword light would penetrate the air in the next moment, seemingly endless.

This is a power that transcends the realm of gods and even tears apart the cognition of countless young profound practitioners. But this kind of power, the sword energy like stars, was blocked by Luo Changsheng layer by layer, and could not even get close to him for a moment.

Not only the young profound practitioners were all dumbfounded, but also the elders all had expressions of shock that lingered for a long time.

The day before yesterday, Jun Xilei defeated Huo Poyun in an instant, and Luo Changsheng's wind and thunder tore through Lu Lengchuan's Huanglong Holy Realm, which shocked the entire audience.

But the shock of this scene was better than anything before in this Battle of the Gods.

"This...this...is this really...the power of the younger generation?" A lower realm king was so shocked that he almost lost his mind and couldn't believe his eyes.

"Not just the younger generation...the two of them are only half a century old." Another person said while sucking in the cold air.

"No wonder they are called 'sons of God'..."

"As worthy of being the heir of Sword Lord, and worthy of being the Young Master of Immortality!"

Huh! Boom... Boom!!

Jun Xilei's pupils could no longer be seen. In the Heartless Sword Domain, she also entered the "heartless" state. In her mind, there was nothing else except the sword intent. The endless stream of sword shadows was shaking countless souls every moment.

"If it were me, I would have died hundreds of times." A young Xuanzhe murmured with his eyes blank. And he was Meng Duanxi, who entered the top eight of the Conferred Gods. Among the younger generation of the Eastern God Domain, he was second only to the Four Sons of the East.

The sword was like the light of the sky, and the hurricane was getting more and more violent. At this time, with a shocking roar, as the strange light flashed in Luo Changsheng's pupils, the shadow of the giant eagle in front of him and the shadow of the giant bear behind him suddenly exploded.

Boom————

All the sword beams were violently dispersed, and then became chaotic. In the Heartless Sword Domain, a strange crack suddenly split from it, and then... it completely collapsed.

Jun Xilei's eyes regained focus, and his whole body shook violently. In the blasting storm of profound energy, the two flew out at the same time. When they stopped, they were already a hundred miles apart.

Jun Xilei floated in the air, his body swayed slightly, and his face turned pale for a moment. It was obvious that he had suffered internal injuries, but he was extremely stubborn and forced to suppress them.

Luo Changsheng also floated in the air, panting slightly.

A breeze blew, and his left sleeve suddenly turned into fragments all over the sky. Strands of blood slashed down his arm, gathered at his fingertips, and dripped down.

On his face, a bloody groove also appeared at some point.

The audience was silent.

Luo Changsheng stretched out his right hand and gently stroked the deep blood mark on his face. A drop of blood was carefully pinched at his fingertips.

Looking at the deep red on his fingertips, he sighed faintly: "It's been a long time... I haven't seen my own blood."

He put away the Divine Wind Axe, and only a Holy Thunder Sword was left in his hand. At this moment, he suddenly smiled, slowly raised his sword, and pointed it at Jun Xilei: "As expected of the Sword Master's descendant, then Changsheng... will meet with the sword."

Buzz!!

A dull explosion sounded from somewhere, like thunder from thousands of miles away. Luo Changsheng's already amazing aura suddenly surged at this moment, and an invisible wave of air swept across the entire Conferred God Platform. Jun Xilei's sword aura was like being submerged in the sea, and it suddenly decreased several times.

"Ah... this, this, this..."

"Just now... it wasn't Luo Changsheng's full strength!?"

"The peak of the peak of the Divine Realm... No! Compared to the peak of the Divine Realm I reached back then, it's completely incomparable! This spiritual pressure... is comparable to the Divine King Realm!"

"... I always felt that the rumors about Young Master Changsheng were exaggerated, but I didn't expect... it would be far better than the rumors! This generation in the Eastern Divine Region is simply immeasurable!"

After being hit by Jun Xilei's sword, Luo Changsheng finally released his full strength. His eyes and aura completely changed. Everyone's eyes were attracted by an irresistible magnet and focused on him. From this moment on, he seemed to be the center of the entire world.

Jun Xilei's long hair fluttered, her white clothes fluttered, as if she was standing in a storm. Her bright eyes were like thousands of swords, even more cold and frightening.

Although he only held a Holy Thunder Sword in his hand, Luo Changsheng's terrifying momentum was far greater than before. He slowly raised his sword, and when the tip of the sword pointed to the sky, a ray of lightning struck down from the sky, attached to the sword body, and accompanied by a faint wolf howl.

"Wind Eagle, Rock Bear, Thunder Wolf... Not only do they practice wind, thunder and earth, but they also inherit three kinds of divine blood." The eyes of Emperor Shi Tian were full of light: "This kid is really a freak."

"Three practices are the limit of human beings, and inheriting three kinds of divine power is also the limit of human beings. Both the former and the latter are extremely rare, and the two limits are combined in one person," the Dragon Emperor's eyes were slightly fixed: "Don't talk about your Eastern God Territory, looking at the entire history of the God Realm, there will be no more than 20 people in total."

"And as the Hongmeng aura becomes thinner and thinner, there will be fewer and fewer people with such heaven-given bodies. At present, there should be only Luo Changsheng in the entire God Realm, and even the entire Chaos."

"Your generation in the Eastern God Territory will definitely be very eye-catching." The Dragon Emperor said very seriously.

"This generation of young people is indeed full of extraordinary talents, but they always give me a feeling of being born to face disasters." The Emperor Zhoutian said.

Dragon Emperor: "..."

"Hehe," Zhoutian God Emperor smiled and shook his head: "I hope everything is just my worrying."

Luo Changsheng's momentum increased sharply, but Jun Xilei's cold eyes were not turbulent. The mist-light sword rose, and the full moon was drawn in the air. The surrounding aura moved with the sword, and an invisible sword domain was formed silently. In an instant, the sword energy was chaotic, and the pressure and surging aura from Luo Changsheng were quickly torn apart. Her long hair floated in the air, and her eyes were shining with sword light. The endless sword power actually repelled Luo Changsheng's surging pressure and returned to the Conferred God Platform.

This time, Luo Changsheng moved first, and the Holy Thunder Sword swept the air with a sword. A purple thunder sword light suddenly shot out, and turned into a thousand-foot thunder dragon, with a shocking divine power.

Jun Xilei's figure flashed, and the space of a hundred miles was instantly shortened. A bright light condensed on the sword body, shining on everyone's eyes like needles.

"Broken... Star... Jue!"

The bright light flashed suddenly, piercing the air in an instant, but behind it, it left a dark track.

That's the space being ripped!