Hundreds of rounds passed, and Li Muyang was not at a disadvantage for the time being. A long river of sword energy suddenly appeared in the void, setting off countless rolling waves, and it was extremely turbulent.
Hundreds of thousands of sword intentions condensed on the long river, moving according to Li Muyang's thoughts.
A ray of sword intent can cut down ordinary Mahayana, and its power is so powerful that it makes countless swordsmen tremble with fear and their bodies can't help but tremble.
"Boom!"
The incarnation of heaven and earth figured out the location of the divine bridge where Li Muyang was, stopped testing, and prepared to kill him.
Mysterious light appears on the body, accompanied by bursts of Dao sounds, and the power rises. Like a god coming to the world, he has the power to destroy stars with a raised hand. With a single thought, he can mobilize thousands of laws and laws, all in the palm of his hand.
"Changtian, be serious."
In the dark, the eyes of the old man Qingniu had several ripples, and his hands subconsciously clenched tightly, obviously a little scared.
"Spiritual energy from all over the place gathered together, like a surging river and sea, and the momentum was irresistible."
A group of monks watching gathered together to form a defensive barrier, not wanting to be hurt by the residual power of this battle.
If you are not careful, you may lose your life while watching the show.
"Draw your sword to fight against the sky. Even if we spend our whole lives, we would not dare to do this." The
world-famous sword masters said in shock with their throats rolling.
"This is a battle that attracts worldwide attention. Regardless of success or failure, Sword Immortal will be one of the bright stars of this era. The future for us is still unknown."
Chen Qingyuan turned into an ordinary spectator, although he was very worried about Sword Immortal. The safety of the immortal was in danger, but he could not help in this kind of matter, and he was not qualified to intervene.
Everyone was watching the battle attentively. No one paid attention to an inconspicuous ordinary monk and could not guess Chen Qingyuan's true identity.
"Fight!"
Li Muyang clearly felt that the power of the will of heaven and earth was increasing, and the pressure suddenly increased, but his fighting power was still high and he had no intention of retreating.
"Zheng——"
The sound of swords resounded through the sky and even into the depths of the starry sky.
The sword was swung out, and the shadow of the sword appeared and fell from a high place, like a huge mountain tilting. It was so majestic that it seemed to be able to smash this territory into pieces.
"Zila, zila..."
The right hand of the incarnation of heaven and earth was raised above his head, and a dark purple ball appeared in the palm of his hand. Soon, the ball became larger and larger, with countless streaks of thunder containing terrifying power flashing inside it.
With a strong grip from the incarnation of heaven and earth, the ball shattered.
Tens of thousands of thunder swallowed up the endless spiritual energy coming from all directions, and exploded with enough power to destroy dozens or hundreds of stars.
The lingering power that spread out shattered the defensive barriers of some nearby monks, and many monks were seriously injured. Fortunately, an old guy came to help and no one was killed.
"Retreat further, it's no longer safe here."
Everyone watching the battle smelled a strong smell of danger and hurriedly retreated. Some people even retreated to the stars in the distance to watch through precious mirrors and the art of the Ultimate Way.
"Boom!"
Thousands of thunders were like dragons, teeth and claws showing, ferocious and terrifying. Millions of miles around Ziyun Mountain turned into a sea of thunder, the ground collapsed, and the territory collapsed, just like the end of the world.
Every thunderbolt can threaten the life of the monk Shenqiao. The old antiques hiding in the dark, their souls trembling uncontrollably, their eyes full of fear of heaven.
However, Li Muyang was as calm as ever.
Thousands of years ago, he had experienced the horrors of heaven and earth, and was mentally prepared to face all dangers.
"The ultimate thunder technique cannot shake the heart of my sword."
He whispered with a thought.
A circular Tao map appeared at his feet, with Li Muyang in the center.
Then, the Supreme Sword Seal appeared from the Dao Diagram, more and more, countless.
"Edict!"
Li Muyang held his sword towards the sky, mouthed the sword command, and the seals condensed, covering the sky and the sun.
Swish, swish, swish...
In the blink of an eye, sword marks about the size of an index finger surged across the void, touching thousands of thunderbolts.
When the power of thunder was about to fall on Li Muyang, he gently waved the sword in his hand, activating the power of the supreme sword seal.
"Bang, rumble..."
The thunder that was engraved with the sword seal was completely destroyed from this moment on, and its terrifying power was gone.
There were only a handful of thunders that were not stained by the sword seal, but they no longer posed a threat to Li Muyang.
He waved out more than ten sword rays in succession, clearing away all the power of heaven around him.
The white eyes of the incarnation of heaven and earth stared at Li Muyang, seeming a little surprised.
In that battle ten thousand years ago, Li Muyang was overwhelmed by the supreme thunder sea and almost died.
Now, Li Muyang blocked it easily, and his strength was far better than before.
"Dong, dong, dong..."
It seemed that other means had to be used.
The sound of bells came from the heart of the whirlpool, containing supreme power that made the heart tremble. Every chime of the bell seems to carry the power of time, revealing a bit of the vicissitudes of life.
Soon after, an ancient bronze bell appeared.
There are dozens or hundreds of cracks remaining on the bell body, and it seems that it has experienced countless battles.
The ancient clock is slightly transparent, obviously not an entity, but the will of heaven and earth using laws.
"This ancient bronze bell is just like the ancient bell in the Imperial Palace!"
Many old men who had been to the Huangxing in the Southern Region were convinced when they saw the ancient bell suspended on the side of the main hall of the Imperial Palace.
"Is this...the Imperial Soldier?"
Many monks had this guess, their voices trembling.
"No! During the Baimai Feast, Ancient Emperor Taiwei's Imperial Armament appeared. Wasn't one of the fragments of the Imperial Armament fused with Wu Junyan? How could there be another Imperial Armament?"
Soon, someone questioned. , think this is impossible.
"The fragments of the ancient book we obtained clearly stated that one emperor and one weapon can live for 100,000 years. This ancient emperor named Taiwei shouldn't have two imperial weapons!" A group of old people from the
Kunlun Realm were flipping through He was writing fragments of classical works, his mood was unstable, and he was very surprised.
"Wow--"
For a moment, there was an uproar, and the monks talked about it and made countless surprises.
Among a group of people near Ziyun Mountain, a young man who did not know the world made a suspicious sound: "If this ancient emperor has the strength to dominate countless eras, it should not be difficult to possess two imperial weapons. Let's go!"
The older generation didn't dare to think nonsense, but the young people had no scruples.
"Be careful what you say!"
The young man's elders quickly blocked his mouth. This matter concerns the Ancient Emperor. It is better for the juniors not to talk nonsense, lest they get angry. ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ
"It's not unreasonable."
With this speculation, some old guys had some agreement in their hearts.
"Is this coercion really the imperial army?"
After more than ten breaths, the ancient bronze bell was suspended above everyone's heads, and a wisp of coercion covered Li Muyang. Its force was so strong that it directly knocked Li Muyang back. After traveling for countless miles, the sword intent in the void collapsed directly, leaving no resistance.
Seeing this scene and feeling a hint of the power of the ancient bell, the old guys no longer had any doubts.
It is impossible for the ultimate holy weapon to have such power.
In other words, the ancient bronze bell in the Imperial Palace really has no imperial weapon.
Thinking of this, countless old guys' blood boils with excitement, and they can't wait to rush to the desolate star in the southern region now, break through the barrier outside the imperial palace, and get a glimpse of the true appearance of the emperor's soldiers.
The will of the great road manifested into a phantom of the imperial army, which was enough to suppress the mortals in the world and remain invincible.
"Sword Immortal, I'm afraid he is about to fall."
Faced with such great power, what could Chang Geng Sword Immortal do to resist him.
There seemed to be a sense of sadness in the void everywhere. No one thought that the Sword Immortal could come back alive.
At this time, someone came from the east, wearing common clothes and looking old.
There was no spiritual energy fluctuation in the person who came, just like a twilight mortal old man. However, as he arrived, everyone present was shocked and their eyes showed horror.