Emperor Shentongjian

Chapter 1433
The fire dragon's head and body fell into the Great World of Ten Thousand Stars, causing heat waves, and the surface was turbulent.

A group of real dragons hovered in the void, staring at Zhan Changfeng with menacing eyes, murderous intent freely, without moving an inch.

The Zhanchang wind moved, and it seemed that hundreds of strings full of killing intent were broken. A group of dragons swarmed up, some swallowing clouds and fog, or holding electricity to control thunder, doing their best killing moves like landslides and tsunamis.

She calmly stood in the center of the storm, with the eight poles of heaven, earth, thunder, wind, water, fire, mountains, and lakes forming the trend of heaven and earth.

The roar couldn't shake her heart, and the earth-shattering murderous intent couldn't get close to her. She seemed to be the only one in the universe, everywhere and omnipotent.

"Slow." Hearing the report from the front, the five emperors of Guangping who came in a hurry paused. It’s helpful, but it’s ruining other people’s business.”

The irritable Shou Xuanqi laughed, "Can you joke with the Immortal Emperor Sword? What if the sword is robbed!"

"With the five of us, at most five real dragons will be lured away." Yi Shang poured a basin of cold water on Shou Xuan, with a hint of fear in his eyes, and he didn't know who it was for.

There was silence in Tianzun Palace. Dharma Venerable Suxin wanted to track the progress of Zhan Changfeng and others, but in the mirror image he summoned, this situation appeared.

"Tianzun, do you order the disciples of the Holy Land to help?" Confucianism Confucianism turned his head and asked Ling Xiaozi.

Dharma Venerable Su Xin first said, "Wan Xing and Tai Yi are personal enmities. If the Holy Land intervenes, it will probably turn into a dispute over orthodoxy."

"It can't be said that there is no reason for the Immortal Emperor Sword. It is reasonable to help each other." Martial Ancestor said.

When he asked whether he could help or not, there were contradictory answers, and the atmosphere was suddenly delicate.

Ling Xiaozi lowered his eyebrows and said, "Let's take a look."

The teachers at the top did not express their attitude, and the disciples below did not dare to act rashly.

The Venerable Xiaoyao Sword has nothing to do with the Changhai Changtian Sword Impermanence Venerable said, "Why do I look at her, I have a familiar feeling, looking at the movement of this sword, is there a trace of the Heart Sword?"

Ling Xiaozi taught apprentices, never taught any sword moves and sword moves, only taught all kinds of principles, opened the door of his heart sword, the so-called heart sword, the heart is the sword, the mind is the matchmaker, the mind turns according to the heart, the sword comes out at will, different people, will naturally realize different swords.

Although they are different, they were taught by a master after all, and certain traces cannot be erased.

Wuchang Shangzun also suspected that the master had secretly accepted another disciple, but if the master didn't mention it, then it was not, "It's just a coincidence, but this person does have a bit of swordsmanship, she seems to want to cultivate the emperor's heart into a sword, and then kill him." Cutting and casting a sword is easy to be killed and injured, let alone in such a dangerous place."

"Senior brother thinks she's overbearing?"

"I don't know the others, but it's a bit whimsical to try to rely on killing to cultivate the sword when you are about to die at any time."

In the void, Zhan Changfeng's power became stronger and stronger, it was the power of an emperor without any impurities.

This kind of power can be compared with the quasi-sage, making the hearts of the real dragons seem to be weighed down by heavy stones, but this is just power, not offensive.

It is far from the Emperor Sword that Zhan Changfeng wanted to build.

But when she incorporated the knowledge of the emperor into every move, her power had a frightening edge, and a dragon scale shattered as soon as she approached.

The real dragons were furious, as if their dignity had been trampled under their feet, she actually started to evolve a new dao pattern under such circumstances!
The furious real dragons attacked her crazily, and even sacrificed their treasures. Zhan Changfeng's figure finally moved. Dragon's blood, falling dragon's body, no one knows where she has gone.

terror!
"Emperor Changsheng can defeat the lord of the classics, and he is imprisoned until he leaves, not all because of treasures." Emperor Shoutong shook his head and sighed, but such a person can provoke opponents everywhere. He glanced at Yishang, if she hadn't been there Among them, the relationship between Guangping and Taiyi may have broken down early.

Fortunately, Tai Yi and Di Changsheng have always been polite to humanity, even willing to send back the Immortal Emperor Sword.

I don't know if this sword can be held today.

The real dragon continued to fall, and the power of Zhan Changfeng manifested, forming a golden pattern like a rune, and the sword was powerful, mysterious and domineering.

Venerable Unrelated said to Venerable Wuchang, "She seems to be able to cultivate a sword."

The impermanent master is unpredictable, "If it is poured with blood, it will only be a tyrannical sword."

Seeing her stepping on the bones of the dragon clan and cultivating an imperial majesty, the hidden quasi-holy-level true dragon couldn't bear it anymore.

The huge dragon claws that suddenly appeared overwhelmingly shot, setting off a thousand waves of air, and it was inevitable!

Zhan Changfeng pointed his sword upwards, pierced the energy impact, and pierced the palm of the dragon's claw. The clanging sound was like hitting jade, and the echo was hollow.

Ji Yilong roared, "When I was fighting Jialou, you didn't know where I was. This Tianzi sword can hurt me once, but it can never hurt me twice!"

He grabbed the Immortal Son of Heaven Sword and threw Zhan Changfeng aside, Zhan Changfeng didn't let go, turned the hilt of the sword, pulled it out, turned up in an instant, and slashed down with the sword, but it was like being trapped in a different space, unable to directly hurt to him.

Zhan Changfeng's gaze remained unchanged. This real dragon's space attainment may be higher than Lianwei's. Every inch of his body is attached to the power of space, which is equivalent to connecting into a different space. In another space.

Ji Yilong's eyes were burning, he twisted his body and swayed his tail, swallowing the universe, he roared out a space storm, and in the blink of an eye, Zhan Changfeng was sucked into the cracks in space.

The cracks in space have always been extremely dangerous, and just the wildly flying space wind blade can cut a strong man into blood mist.

Ji Yilong Zun had suffered from the Immortal Emperor Sword before, and he had been waiting for Zhan Changfeng's power to be exhausted so that he could win with one blow, but the real dragon kept falling, making him unable to hide any longer.

He thought that throwing Zhan Changfeng into the gap in the space would allow her to use the sword to save herself, and he was sure that as long as she used the Immortal Emperor Sword again, she would have no strength left.

Zhan Changfeng did indeed draw out the sword, but he used his own sword power, which had been forged by her with countless knowledge of the emperor, and as soon as he moved, he shredded the blade of space that had been slaughtered.

As she refined the new emperor's experience from infinite principles, she fused it, and the emperor's sword pattern became more and more profound.

Even so, Zhan Changfeng didn't stay in the crack of space for long, she built a starlight channel and returned to the battlefield.

The disappearing and reappearing figure stunned the opponents and allies, and Ji Yilong's eyes glowed, "Okay, very good!"

She didn't even break through the cracks in the space, and directly built a way back by herself!
This guy can actually build a space channel? !
Ji Yi Long Zun rushed forward quickly, and the dragon claws pressed against her sword, pressing her down into the depths of the void.

Under the huge oppression of Long Zun, she had nowhere to focus, and watched the Great Realm of Ten Thousand Stars pass by her, and one after another meteorite belts were crushed by her.

Finally, she bumped into a small desolate star, and blasted back dozens of miles in the void against this small desolate star.

The power of the Dragon Lord is so terrifying!
(End of this chapter)