Zhan Lu Jian quietly floated in front of the man in Xuanyi, and then another man in Xuanyi walked out of the man in Xuanyi's body, which was his soul.

He had a faint blue halo on his body, without any expression, turned into stars and integrated into Zhanlu sword.

At the same time, the body of the man in Xuancheng turned into ashes, leaving no trace of it.

When the Zhanlu sword flew in the air and combined with the soul of this great swordsman, the majestic momentum gushed out, and the cliff cracked inch by inch, and it was impossible to resist the energy of the "Daohua Yuanshen Sword" with huge energy.

The cliff rocks collapsed and rolled down, plunged into the deep pool at the bottom of the cliff, and bubbles emerged.

The momentum of the sky collapses and the earth spreads indiscriminately without any need to condense.

This power is as surging as the storm of nature and is difficult to resist.

The power of this "Daohua Yuanshen Sword" is much more terrifying than any martial arts that Li Zhi has ever had.

His expression was as leisurely as before, with long hair floating back, and a few snowflakes flew to his eyebrows and immediately dissipated.

His deep eyes were still moving, and he stared at the sword of transforming the soul.

The world suddenly fell into a moment of stillness, with only one sword that could go back and forth, as if it had jumped out of the long river of fate, with a trace of transcendent aura and endless murderous intent, slowly stabbed towards Li Zhichang.

The space is collapsing, the wind has stopped, and the snow remains motionless in the air.

These are Li Zhichang's external senses, real and extremely real.

The man in Xuanyi's "Dao Transformation of the Yuanshen Sword" has surpassed any sword technique in the world and reached a level of "Extreme of Tao".

This sword move that shocked the past and present was realized with the flesh and blood body as the guide, the soul as the power, and the famous sword as the carrier.

The man in Xuanyi died before he could win.

This is the depth of Baiyun Mountain.

Although Moyun Ridge is towering into the clouds, this high cliff is not higher than the surrounding mountains.

The surrounding peaks have different shapes and are all of the magical style of nature. However, no matter how diverse these peaks are, they are just dead objects.

Even if the mountain has endless power, it cannot be used flexibly.

At this moment, the owner of this sword of Transformation of the Yuanshen is not inferior to the power of the mountain, and it has a bit of transcendent aura.

Don’t live or die, just to get to the end of this sword and reach the other side.

This is also the most powerful method of the man in Xuanyi at present, and it is also what makes Li Zhichang most afraid of.

When swordsmanship comes here, it is no longer a Dharma, but an independent Tao.

This is the power of destruction. This is the power that can be compared with the vastness of nature.

Any exquisite tricks in Li Zhichang's hands lost their place of use. Faced with this vast sword move, Li Zhichang only has two ways to choose from.

Either die or destroy the other party with stronger strength without mercy.

At this moment, in the reclining Buddha Temple, a drop of blood fell from the tip of Ji Qianqian's sword, not her blood.

She blew gently and looked at Moyunling, showing a look of fear.

At the same time, Wanqi Mingyao also looked towards Moyunling, and she felt a little sad because she felt the spiritual information that the man in the dark clothes left to her.

She looked at Ji Qianqian coldly, and her body was transformed into a breeze at a ghostly speed, and quickly approached Moyun Ridge.

Ji Qianqian was unwilling to accept it and chased after him.

Li Zhichang finally broke the solidification of the space and his eyes shone brightly.

The outcome will be decided in this moment.

Life and death also came to an instant.

The sword blade was deshewn, with the extreme power of the yin and yang, and the sword body as clear as autumn water.

The power of Yin in Yin and Yang in Yang is constantly stimulating.

The extremely terrifying sword energy can tear through all the sword energy, and suddenly break the shackles of the power of the "Daohua Yuanshen Sword".

This is an unprecedentedly brilliant decisive battle. One man and two swords became the supreme ruler of heaven and earth. There is nothing left.

At this moment, Li Zhichang clearly felt the terrifying lethality of the man in Xuan's clothes, which was the man in Daohua Yuanshen. It was by no means described or described in any words.

The sword intent that is invincible to kill everything and is invincible makes this sword of Taoist transformation of the Yuanshen sword powerful enough to split mountains and seas. Once the impact of the explosion is released, nothing will be able to escape.

Due to the locking of the divine will of the man in Xuan's clothes, Li Zhichang had no way to escape, although he had never thought about escaping.

It was already dark, but Li Zhichang could see things at night.

But he can't see or hear now.

Everything in the world seemed to gradually disappear, leaving only him "self".

All directions, from ancient times to the present.

Only one 'self' is left.

I cannot see the "I" in the past before, and I cannot see the "I" in the future later.

The long river of time seems to be just a "me" left.

This is transcendence, this is the end of Tao.

Li Zhichang suddenly had this enlightenment, which was not accidental, but inevitable.

Only by experiencing the state of death and seeking survival reflect the past and clearly see the "true self" can we have this kind of enlightenment.

In the silent world, Li Zhichang was born from his heart with a sword, and even his "self" was cut off.

And he, who was real outside, also slashed at the "Daohua Yuanshen Sword" with one sword.

"Cut my Mingdao Sword, my Mingdao Sword, my Mingdao Sword."

The endless long and endless chant sounded from all directions at the same time.

The "Daohua Yuanshen Sword" attacked and brought out layers of sand and gravel, and the air continued to burst. The uninterrupted power was like a high wall in the world, pressing towards the insignificant Li Zhichang.

When Li Zhichang crashed into the energy that collapsed and cracked the earth, he slashed high towards the sword of Daohua Yuanshen.

The "Sword of Mingdao" and the "Sword of Dao Transformation of the Yuanshen" finally had substantial contact.

In the deep eternal night, the dazzling white light is even more dazzling than anyone imagined.

The earth shakes.

Li Zhichang was also unable to explore what happened.

When the sword edges of the two come into contact, the force collapses towards an invisible point, and a vast, eternal and long-lasting door opens between the two.

Li Zhichang knew that there was an unimaginable world there, but the power of the mysterious stone chamber bound him and prevented him from entering there.

The opening of this immortal gate not only absorbed most of the energy generated by the two of them, but also allowed him to intuitively feel the hugeness and indifference of the opposite world than in the past.

He even felt the breath of the vast universe. The world opposite seemed to be a monotonous world. Behind this door, there was a more real power with the top leaders or in other words.

The soul of the man in the dark clothes had been destroyed, but Li Zhichang felt the breath of the man in the dark clothes from behind the door. In the endless depths behind the door, there was an emperor wearing black clothes, wearing black clothes, dancing with a sword, and following the servants held the black flag. He glanced at him indifferently, and then the immortal gate closed.

Li Zhichang suddenly understood one thing. If he saw the man in Xuanyi again next time, it would not be the one before, or the emperor was the real man in Xuanyi. This feeling of no reason was very strong. (To be continued)
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