Heavenly Martial Arts - 481. Chapter 476 Di Yi's Murderous Intent

The big world, the mighty Kyushu. Countless figures, everywhere in the world, looked at the top of Lingzhou from a distance, and sighed silently.

“The avenue is difficult, and Chunyang is hard to prove. Another Taoist fellow died on this road!”

Regardless of the position and identity, at this moment, all the cave realms in Datian stood up at the same time and gave a silent salute to the fallen figure above Lingzhou.

This is a respect for the forerunners on the road, a silent mourning for God Yan, and a sigh for one’s own path.

At the same time, they also noticed that He Heng, who had given the Yan God a fatal blow, swept past with divine thoughts, and said hello. After all, they are both in the cave realm, and they must have contact in the future. It is good to get to know them.

Of course, most of the people who greeted him were some experts in the profound sect, or casual cultivators, and other cave realms would not have much contact with He Heng, who was obviously a person in the profound sect.

Jiuye and Daxia’s Dongzheng realm powerhouse, at this moment, probably want to frustrate him.

He Heng was silent, and after initially blending into the circle of the Dongzhen Realm with his spiritual thoughts, he slapped the three of Ling Changzhen.

Ling Changzhen also looked at him, and after the initial astonishment, he sighed deeply. When he was about to say something, his face suddenly changed wildly and looked towards the sky.

Under the cover of dark clouds, the void disintegrated every inch, time and space were frozen, and a stalwart figure placed its head high with immortal brilliance.

Under the dazzling divine light, the power and power made the entire Kyushu tremble.

“Heaven and earth have extremes, and the emperor’s way is boundless. Xuanhuang can be covered, and the gods are eternal. The emperor is invincible, but I am the only one!” The awe-inspiring voice was cold, and the strong pressure was shocking, the Lord of the Flame fell, and Jiuye The head of the nine heavens, Emperor Yi, the lord of Juntian finally appeared.

Strong and strong!

The unstoppable pressure made the primordial spirit tremble, and his body could not be controlled, as if under the stalwart figure in front of him, the fire of his own life was extinguished only under the other’s breath.

No matter how hard it was for He Heng to stay still in the void, he fell into the ground and smashed a huge hole.

“Lord of Juntian, Diyi!” With bloodshot eyes, He Heng gripped the Pill Cloud Sword in his right hand, and with the help of the power of this immortal weapon, he barely supported him, not being caught by this terrible pressure.

Even so, he was a moment of life and death.

With his eyes firmly open, staring at the sky, remembering the figure shrouded in divine light, He Heng suppressed the fear of the soul and was full of fearlessness: “You can destroy my form and spirit, but you can’t make me succumb, Emperor The emperor can only rule over ordinary people, and cannot shake our generation.”

“Really? That deity just wants to be the emperor of immortality, the emperor of god, let you succumb to your feet!” Emperor Yi’s golden pupil exuded unparalleled domineering and majesty, and his right hand was suddenly pressed down.

“The Lord of Juntian, you are also a senior, why bother to embarrass a junior.” At the moment of crisis, the three of Ling Changzhen worked together, and the three immortal weapons came out together. As a companion.

“You three ants, originally only Luo Ji’s trash died on this person, and the deity only wanted to kill him for revenge, but since the three of you are looking for death, you can die for me together.” Di Yi’s voice Full of indifference, when the voice came up, the right palm was lifted up and pressed again.

There is no magnificent skill, no magic tricks, just a light palm, but with unmatched power, it is enough to suppress all opponents.

The head of the Nine Heavens, a masterful man who has survived for 100,000 years, the cultivation base of Emperor Yi is so powerful that it is by no means comparable to ordinary pure Yang, faintly is the lord of the nine wilds of a comparable generation, and the king of Yu who is overwhelming in an era.

In the face of such a strong man, with such power, both He Heng and Ling Changzhen are so powerless, there is no room for resistance.

Under the pure sun, there are all ants!

But the ants also have the dignity of the ants, and the emperor can’t let them succumb to being strong again and again. Any true cultivator, even if it is weak, has an unyielding heart.

They all have the consciousness of killing oneself and becoming benevolent!

There is only one battle!

He Heng looked at Ling Changzhen, Jiang Xueyi and Zhang Rong, who didn’t know him. They all saw determination in their eyes. They didn’t have the treasure from the heavens, and they didn’t run away at any time like him, but in their eyes Still fearless, because this is the consciousness of the strong.

Come on then! war!

Looking up at the sky, He Hengzheng wanted to make a desperate blow to give the person above an unforgettable memory, and then escape from other worlds with the treasure of the heavens, suddenly his expression was certain.

An immortal hand straddled time and space and resisted Di Yi’s palm.

“Lord of Jiuye, land of Jiuzhou, land of Xuanmen, how can you allow you to be arrogant!” The mighty voice is very familiar, and the owner of the hand is the lord of the Supreme Palace of the Three Sects of Xuanmen, True Monarch Xuqiong!

Looking at the hand that appeared, the emperor’s expression remained unchanged, but the chill was even worse: “Xu Qiong, he killed the deity’s subordinates, shouldn’t he have an explanation?”

The figure of True Monarch Xu Qiong suddenly appeared above the void, vaguely, but full of solemnity.

“You don’t care about the trash in Jiuye, kill it and kill it, what do you want!”

A sharp voice flashed in the emperor’s eyes, and he shouted in a low voice: “The deity wants to kill, but you can’t stop it.”

Xu Qiong stared at him and said lightly: “It’s not you who can’t stop it, but today your opponent is not me, but…”

Before he finished his words, in the depths of the void, a sword that had risen from nowhere suddenly appeared. Under the lush greenery, under the vitality, it carried a world-shaking edge, unmatched sharpness and murderous aura.

The sky and the earth screamed, the sun and the moon were turned upside down, and a leaf of Qingping came in the wind, cutting away the sky full of stars. It’s vast and macro, if it’s not personally heard, it’s unimaginable.

Witnessing this scene, He Heng suddenly remembered the phrase “The gale started at the end of Qingping” left when the Sky Marrow fell, which seems to be confirmed today.

Looking at the sword light that was slashed like Qingping, the emperor couldn’t help but change his face, and shouted in a deep voice, “Who came from Yuchen Dao’s Qingping sword?”

“If you have a broken incense stick in your hand, the red dust should not be there. It is suspected that the spring and snow have not disappeared. What is today? It is difficult to compare with happiness every day. It is colorless and can be combined for thousands of miles. Where does the sunny day come, it is really crumbling. It has been a dream for 30,000 years, and the past is so long and you don’t ask about it. Looking back, the sky is still flowing freely.”

Hao Liang’s voice resounded loudly and could be heard clearly throughout Kyushu. Amidst the turbulent flow of the void, a tall and straight figure walked out slowly. It was a young man in a feather suit holding a sword, wearing a flowing shining medal, and his starry eyes filled with coldness. As he walked step by step, there was endless edge pressure. Crossing the nine heavens and ten places, looking at Emperor Yi faintly: “The master of Yuchen Dao of the Three Sects of the Poor Dao Xuanmen, the master of the Northern Yuan Xuan Dou•Tan Yi, today is the lord of the Jiuye Juntian, please enlighten me. !”

“Xuanmen three teaches Yuchen Dao, very good, the deity depends on your Tan Yi master’s ability.” The emperor looked at the powerful Yuchen Dao Master Bei Yuan Xuan Dou with a cold eye, and two terrible auras confronted each other. , Kyushu roared for it, and the sky shook because of it.

The shocking battle begins! The first ancestor of the Yuan Dynasty, Qingping and Qiqi!