From Leng Palace Princess Gou Cheng Martial Dao Supreme

Chapter 238 There is no woman in the heart, and the sword is naturally God!
Strength, majesty, will.

The giant with magma flowing on his body slowly raised his head from the flames. The lines of the flames on his face were criss-crossed. It looked hideous and terrifying, but there was also an indescribable beauty.

In the depths of his pupils, frost and flame condensed together.

He stretched out his hand forward, and a huge frost long sword over a kilometer long slowly formed and condensed.

Then wave.

laugh! ! !
The ear-piercing clamor was like ocean waves, filling people's consciousness, and the majesty of the sky almost drowned the whole world.

The world is falling.

……

Qingyuguan's face twitched, and all the muscles in his body trembled in the strong wind.

"this is…"

He looked around, and the mountains and rivers of the Demon Realm were slowly melting, turning into some kind of scorching hot viscous liquid, flowing wantonly on the vast land like a river.

The cloudy sky slowly tore open, and a dark beam of light fell from it.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

Wings condensed by twelve streaks of frost spread out from the giant's back, and power beyond the realm of the False God burst out from his majestic body.

……

"We're dead this time!"

Wang Heng, the heir of Tongtian Jiange, was pale and trembling.

He cursed at the oval-faced beauty beside him, "It's all your fault, bastard, if you'd left earlier, we wouldn't have died here!"

The words came out of my mouth.

Wang Heng felt a little regretful, but then, Wang Heng thought that he was going to die, so why bother with these things.

really…

Compared with women, I still like myself a little bit more.

He raised his head, and what he saw was a beautiful face that was as cold as ice.

"waste!"

Jian Linger said softly: "I never stopped you from leaving alone."

"You!" The veins on Wang Heng's neck swelled, and the long sword in his hand was half out of its sheath.

But Jian Ling'er drew the sword faster than him.

There is no woman in the heart, and the sword is a natural god!
The bright spikes were aimed at his heavenly spirit, and the sword's edge was entwined with a pale white ribbon-like sword aura.

Jian Ling'er sneered and said, "What? Do you want to compete with me here?"

……

The Ice Demon stuck the huge Frost Pillar Sword in his hand on the ground, and his mountain-like body remained motionless.

Two completely different powers flowed in his huge body.

conflict with each other.

Slowly turning his body into powder little by little.

fusion.

The surging vitality burst out from every tiny particle, like a breeze blowing slowly, healing and repairing those destroyed organs at a faster speed.

So, in just a few seconds.

The ice demon has already completed the eighth and ninth Nirvana of the False God Realm, reaching the peak of the False God Realm.

Subsequently.

Boom! !
With a loud noise, the two huge sources merged into one.

Ice and fire are intertwined, and in the storm that fills the sky, more majestic, stronger, and more destructive forces are born from it.

He sees it.

The surrounding matter is no longer simply a specific object.

The nature of power in this world no longer desperately confronts itself.

Instead, it is like a neatly arranged army, mobilized according to one's own will, and in one thought, the matter collapses and then reorganizes.

This is the mighty power of the gods!

This realm is called True God... There is a qualitative change between the False God and the True God!
At the last moment of his life, Cang Yan chooses to sacrifice, constructing a ceremony with his remnant body, offering his power to the dying ice demon.

Ritual transfer of one's own source quality to non-nether creatures.

All require taking huge risks.

However, the success rate of transferring one's own source quality to another creature in the Netherworld is almost zero.

In the nether world, similar rituals are also absolutely taboo. There was once a top-secret research called "Extreme Cold" conducted by the Imperial Clan. After the matter was exposed, it was also brutally cleaned.

That cleansing almost caused the Netherworld to split.

In the end, the existence above the holy mountain personally took action to suppress everything, and the emperor shed blood, which brought an end to this matter.

But the ability of the Imperial Clan is also extremely terrifying.

Even after undergoing a rather brutal cleansing, some core members of this vein survived.

Ice Demon is one of them.

At the same time, he is also one of the more successful experimental subjects in this study.

It is precisely because of this that he can accommodate two completely different source qualities at the same time.

He felt the power flowing in his body, and a feeling that he had never felt filled his body.

Will there be a place for me on the holy mountain... Ice Demon remembered what he said to Cang Yan at the top of the mountain at the beginning.

Now, he saw a faint ray of light.

"Thank you for your fulfillment..." He seemed to be talking to himself, and he seemed to be talking to an invisible old friend.

Afterwards, the ice demon raised the pillar sword in his hand.

Slashed heavily towards Jiang Zirou.

Yunjuanyunshu, heaven collapsed and earth cracked, before the sword fell, the sky and thick soil had already been separated under the overflowing sword energy.

Thunder fell from the rolling dark clouds, and magma gushed out of the cracked soil.

The end is coming.

"call…"

Jiang Zirou's cloud-like long hair spread out, and some torn blue shirts cling to her body, outlining a slender and seductive curve.

She stands in mid-air.

From the time travel to the present, it was the first time that I felt a substantial threat and excitement.

The passage of time becomes slow and finally freezes.

When human beings are dying, similar hallucinations will appear, and sometimes things they have experienced in the past will slip past their eyes like a revolving lantern.

Jiang Zirou had never had a similar experience.

Even though she had already experienced death once, the feeling at that time was similar to... so sleepy, let's take a break and finish the rest of the work.

Then he lay down on the table, and when he opened his eyes again, there was the grey-haired nurse in charge.

This time, although the enemy was dangerous, Jiang Zirou didn't think he had the ability to keep him.

To her surprise, at this moment, time around her literally stopped, everything was paused, and even her own enemies didn't realize it.

Then, in front of Jiang Zirou.

The three green lotuses lingering in the chaos slowly spread out, and each of them sat cross-legged with a phantom, exuding a mysterious and unpredictable aura.

A golden waterfall made of runes flew out from between Jiang Zirou's eyebrows.

Fall into Qinglian.

In an instant, the three figures on Qinglian became much clearer, and their faces were somewhat similar to Jiang Zirou himself.

It's just that the one on the green lotus on the left is a little younger.

The one on the green lotus on the right is more mature, faintly exuding the terrifying aura of ruling the world.

The one on the green lotus in the middle is the most similar to the current Jiang Zirou, even the clothes on her body are the same, and the cuff of her left arm is also incomplete, revealing half of her white arm.

Past, present, Future.

The inheritance left by the Supreme can affect the Taoism of time.

Jiang Zirou realized instantly, and then, she stretched out her hand, and gently reached out to the green lotus on the far right.

call…

In an instant.

The remaining two green lotuses became blurred, but the last green lotus was unprecedentedly clear and radiant.

The figure sitting cross-legged stood up from it, invincible in all directions, striding forward, every step was like stepping on the long river of time, causing ripples.

Boom! ! ! !
With a loud bang, the two merged into one.

A strange but familiar power burst out from Jiang Zirou's body. At this moment, she felt her body being lifted up infinitely.

So much so that the world in front of him seemed a little narrow in front of him.

Then, she bowed her head.

At his feet, he saw an ant-sized creature holding a pillar sword in his hand and waving it towards him.

An uncontrollable anger rose in his heart.

Existence like dust!How dare you raise the blade of rebellion to the true god!
dead!
Jiang Zirou pointed.

Bang!
The violent will fell, and in the next moment, the giant's head exploded like a rotten watermelon, and red, white and white things fell to the ground.

The ice demon was terrified and left quickly, and then reorganized not far away.

This time... the healing of the physical body has become extremely difficult. It seems that some invisible force is obstructing it, so that the huge body of the ice demon is shaking, like a mountain that is about to collapse.

"What just happened?"

Compared with his huge eyes, the ice demon's pupils are a bit small, and they are shrinking slightly at the moment, and the three flaming petals are slowly rotating.

just now.

Jiang Zirou's body shape has not changed, nor has the power exuded from her body, but her temperament seems to have changed.

There is an indescribable ancient time breath exuding from top to bottom.

She stood in the air, with boundless darkness behind her, and scorching hell flames lingering around her.

A finger dropped.

It seems that the Supreme has issued a decree, die!
If you are unreasonable, you must die, irresistible and irreversible.

"really!"

With a sneer, he said loudly: "This kind of power that spans time, you are indeed the same as the legendary one..."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Zirou stretched out his hand.

Hao wrist condensed frost and snow.

Fingers as white as jade were clasped in the air.

Bang!
Viscous plasma burst out like a fried tomato.

The ice demon's body was shattered, and then countless blood threads were connected together and reorganized again.

"kill!"

This time, he didn't intend to back down again.

The essence of heaven and earth turned into black rivers of gods and fell from the sky. Even the stars outside the territory pierced through the fog at this moment, shining generously in the vast and boundless sky.

The majesty of the supreme prince is overwhelming, shaking the boundless wilderness.

"The Years Soaring to the Sky, Omen of Death!"

Thick black tendons bulged out of the giant's body, his eyes were blood red, his aura was like a volcano erupting, his fighting spirit was high, he took a step forward, and he was in front of Jiang Zirou in an instant.

"The Tathagata has neither come nor gone, hence the name Tathagata."

The wind blew up Jiang Zirou's slightly messy hair.

But the girl Ruo Xinyue was so dizzy and clean, but there was no expression on her face.

She is majestic.

Slowly push out one palm, the thirteen postures of Tathagata God Palm and one.

boom! ! !
I saw five Foshans crashing down.

With Jiang Zirou as the center, the world is covered by a dark golden glazed Buddha palm.

There are layers of glazed pure land spreading in all directions, one flower is one world, and one leaf is one Tathagata. In an instant, in the dead and silent demon world, pieces of golden Udumbara flowers are in full bloom, and the light and rain are like a sea.

Click!

Click!

The edge of the ice demon's fist stayed within three inches of Jiang Zirou's eyebrows, unable to advance an inch.

On his huge body, countless cracks spread, and a large piece of source quality was stripped from it, and the two bodies that were forcibly spliced ​​together also tended to gradually disintegrate at this moment.

"This is, this is..."

The ice demon's eyes were desperate, and his voice was roaring. In the center of the glazed pure land, a large body was reduced to ashes.

boom! ! !
In the blazing Buddha's light, the ice demon's body disintegrated.

Then it slowly melts until it disappears completely.

……

"What happened just now, that golden figure seems to be the legendary Tathagata palm?" On the periphery of the battlefield, one after another figure stood in the void.

The aura on their bodies is powerful, piercing through the sky, and every figure in them has the unpredictable supernatural power of changing the sky and changing the sea.

But at this moment, everyone was trembling, feeling grateful that they had recovered their lives.

"That general..." The young master of Eternal Floating City was pale, bit his thin lips tightly, his hair was disheveled, and his smooth forehead was covered with sweat.

"No, just now, although I didn't know what happened, I definitely surpassed the general and reached the legendary princely realm!"

The young master's voice trembled.

Princes... are equivalent to the true gods of the Demon Realm and the Yuan Realm.

If it is placed overseas, it is the true background of the Great Religion. If it is placed in the Demon Realm, it is at least the ruler of a big city, who can speak well in the entire Demon Realm, and is a real top figure!

"That's right..." Qing Yuguan's eyes were complicated.

In the distance, the sea of ​​golden flowers is boundless, with no end in sight. Jiang Zirou's face is calm, surrounded by light and rain, sacred and solemn.

"A prince of the underworld, dead, killed by such a young master..."

Qingyuguan opened his mouth, but did not mention the possible connection between Jiang Zirou and Yuguan Demon God.

If his guess is true.

Then, if the two really have the heart to fight for hegemony, if they join forces, Yuan Yangjie and other strong men in Hua Zi Zai Tian can't come out, who can be the enemy?

……

"call…"

Wang Heng breathed a sigh of relief, his legs were weak, and he almost collapsed on the ground, "Great!"

He clutched his chest, with obvious beads of sweat on his face, "I finally saved my life!"

"It's over, we can go now..."

Although the atmosphere was a little tense just now.

But Wang Heng felt that he and Jian Ling'er had experienced life and death, and these small conflicts should be nothing.

It's just that Jian Ling'er didn't seem to hear it.

Looking at Jiang Zirou with scorching eyes, there was a fanaticism in his expression that Wang Heng had never seen before.

"This is the role model for my generation of monks!"

Jian Ling'er muttered to herself: "No, such an outstanding person must find a way to make friends."

As he said that, Jian Ling'er looked at Jiang Zirou's graceful curves under his blue shirt, and Guolu's half of his arm in sight.

"It's fine if it's a man..." Jian Ling'er blushed slightly, and then she made up her mind and said, "No, how could a man be able to catch such a fairy... On the contrary, as a woman, I might still have some chances! "

What she said came from the heart.

But it made Wang Heng beside him dumbfounded, always feeling that his head was a little green.

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