These palms are already terrifying to the point where they are indescribable, like all kinds of Dharmas, time, space and time are all included.

All the things were pushed, all the firewood was burning, and the horror of those pairs of palms was unparalleled.

What's even more terrifying is that until this time, Yang Yu did not notice the slightest breath of becoming a Taoist lord from him.

‘He will kill me with seven yuan!’

The terror that was not enough to describe as the collapse of the sky and the earth was completely overwhelmed, but Yang Yu's lowered eyes bounced up at this moment.

When he was wandering through time and space, he had seen this scene countless times, and he also deduced it in his heart, confronting it countless times.

At this moment, he had no confidence in his heart that he could withstand the erasing of these palms.

But in the endless horror, his response was only one knife!

If you can't stop it, then don't stop it!

laugh!

The light of the knife, which seemed to be there and not be there, swept up.

With this sword, Yang Yu devoted all his gains to travel through time and space to a limit he had never seen before.

But there was no slight power, just like the breeze blowing on the clouds and the moon shining on the earth, naturally.

These are the four symbols of heaven's will, but they are not just the four symbols. They seem to be intertwined with various Dharmas and paths, and there seems to be changes of yin and yang.

It's like the years turn into a knife!

"Time is like a knife, killing the genius!"

It seemed like a knife light reflected in his eyes, and there was a faint appreciation on Emperor Jie's face.

Under his gaze, this knife was like a very complex but extremely concise ancient history book.

In it, he seemed to see the deceased one by one fallen into his hands and beheaded by him in the disaster wave.

Even, in the meantime, he saw himself.

This is a sword specially prepared for myself, the ultimate killer, and it is also the most genius of the ten tribulations. The new leader of Tongtian Sect, who is based on the present and slashes towards ancient times.

"This knife..."

A shallow knife seemed to be unable to see even the light of the knife, but Dasiming felt that there was a light that cut through the haze and split the despair and unwillingness.

"My life is up to me, not to God..."

Dasiming murmured in his heart, as if he was touched, but in a moment, he had completely wiped out this idea.

He was worried for a long time on this day, and he also looked forward to it for a long time...

Buzz!

The collision in an instant seems to be extremely long.

Through the layers of ripples in time and space, Emperor Jie saw those pure and extremely cold eyes.

"Both jade and stone burn?"

Emperor Jie chuckled.

Then, his palm fell down and the sword light penetrated through his body.

laugh!

The sword light swept across, like a fall in the sky, and the terrifying ripples spread layer by layer, spreading to an extremely far-reaching place.

It seems that the stars, sea of ​​clouds, and even the world are divided into two!

puff!

At the same time, the palms fell without agitation, as if a bubble was gently poked and erased.

This is dead...

Seeing this scene from afar, even though it had been expected, Dasiming couldn't help but tremble and felt the horror that penetrated deep into his bones.

The master of enlightenment will inevitably be a state that countless practitioners cannot reach in the past and even the future.

In one way, one can be called the master and the ancestor.

And the Tongtian Sect Master who came from later generations could almost be regarded as the Lord of the Dao who led the disaster in his senses.

This existence was wiped away by someone with a seven-yuan body...

"The Great Heavenly Lord of Nine Tribulations..."

Looking at the Emperor's Tribulation, which was swept by the sword light but was half scar-like, Dasiming stopped retreating, but just bowed to him:

"The great Heavenly Lord's merits are close to the great way, and he only gives the seven-yuan realm, which is so terrifying..."

He was convinced and willing to die, but the Emperor's Tribulation seemed to have not realized it, and just looked faintly in the distance.

A sound that was neither high nor low also sounded.

"It's not just the seven-yuan realm..."

Widths of energy slowly gathered, and Yang Yu walked out of nothingness:

"But there is only a seven-cent realm!"

"How is that possible?!"

Dasiming was shocked and could not believe it at all.

If this is the seven-yuan realm, who dares to be the master of enlightenment?!

"The way of existence is worthy of being the first way of ten kalpas..."

Yang Yu gently pressed his eyebrows, and the feeling of being wiped out was terrifying to him.

but……

"It's not enough to kill me above the level."

Taking a deep breath and exhaling the remaining horror in his heart, Yang Yu looked directly at the Emperor's Tribulation standing in the years:

"Nine Tribulations, perhaps few people have compared you since the tribulations..."

This sentence, Yang Yu was heartbroken.

It has nothing to do with enemies and friends, but just praise and admiration for the pioneers of the great way.

He went along the way, from Heishan to the northwest, from Shanhai to Xuanhuang, and until now, he fought more than once more, and naturally knew the difficulties and horrors.

And this time, when his feet touched the top, his physique transformed into a chaotic body, opening up an unprecedented staircase.

Moreover, in the years, time and space, after seeing his methods countless times, he was almost killed by the ranks.

How could this not be terrifying?

“It hasn’t been since ancient times.”

Emperor Jie nodded, raised his eyes, and bounced his fingers. The Dasi Ming who was bowing to his head was wiped out by his fingers.

It was wiped away like smoke and clouds, disappearing without a trace.

“But in the future…”

Yang Yu looked at the emperor's robbery slowly looking at the time and space:

"Obviously, there will be..."

Click!

This time and space were completely broken in this moment, and Yang Yu's sword light bloomed in the years.

It will never go away for a long time.

boom!

The strong breath of time is blown by the invisible aura.

Yang Yu travels through time.

At this moment, in his senses, the breath of the Emperor Tribulation was not weakened at all, and it was even rising at a slow and visible speed.

"You are indeed making great progress, this is very good, very good..."

Between the endless bizarre, Emperor Jie sounded in Yang Yu's ears with a sound of admiration:

"Although you have no chance of winning, I think you are already qualified to join the chess game!"

Boom!

Time is reversed, and in the bizarre land, there seems to be a substantial sound of thunder.

The slashed Yang Yu suddenly felt shocked:

"Diyin!"

In the midst of nothingness, he slowly looked up. At this moment, he once again felt the familiar breath in time and space.

Buzz!
To be continued...