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Chapter 35 Battle

They live in this era, and this moment is both lucky and unfortunate.

It has been 5000 years, except Zhuge Martial Sage who assisted the ancient Shu emperors in unifying the world, who was once clearly recorded in history, broke through the shackles, and entered the realm of mythology.

From the time when Zhuge Martial Saint broke into the divine realm to the current world, in the thousands of years, many astonishing geniuses were born. Their lifelong pursuit could only stop at the realm of the great master, and they could only stand in the great master's realm. What a tragedy it is to be at the peak of the realm of the master, looking up at the threshold of the realm of the gods, but not being able to enter.

Even 300 years ago, the legendary figure known as Emperor Hongwu, the founder of the Great Xia Empire, was only suspected of being in the realm of myth.

However, today, there is a statue of the Holy Master manifesting first, speaking the holy words in front of him, and then there is a mysterious and unknown strong man mouthing the true name of the Taoist ancestor.

The coercion that oppressed the souls of the people clearly told all the people in the realm of the great masters in this world that there is a god realm at this time, and their hopes have not been shattered.

All the miracles that appeared at this moment seemed to be telling all the cultivators in this world that the divine realm had appeared, the next golden age had come, and the mythical realm was no longer an unreachable dream, everything was possible!
The emotions in the hearts of all the great masters were extremely complicated at this moment, but everyone had a common goal, and the fighting spirit was rekindled in their hearts.

"The myth is in sight!"

"I am invincible!"

"........."

One after another, the great masters who were scattered in the world began to come out from various hermitages, and the originally dead heart revived again.

Ye Wushuang stood on the corner of a high attic in Yingtian Mansion.

Looking down at the entire Yingtian Mansion, Shenjue quietly sensed two mythical auras coming from a distant direction.

"The war is on..."

Ye Wushuang whispered in his mouth and stared into the distance. In his perception, two distinctive divine auras briefly mixed and intertwined and then quickly separated, confronting each other.

Just fighting for a moment, the world where the two are in has become a mess, and violent breath spreads from all directions, forming tornadoes, swallowing everything around them.

Each one has the destructive power of a full blow from a great master.

A great master ignored the danger and used teleportation to rush in that direction. His eyes were wild and his expression was unstable. He had obviously fallen into madness.

Being able to witness a battle of gods with one's own eyes, you will die without regret!
All great masters have such thoughts in their minds.

The appearance of cultivators in the realm of mythology has broken their cognition of nearly 3000 years. How many peerless geniuses with extraordinary talents and amazing bones fell before the threshold of the realm of mythology.

Breaking into the realm of mythology has become the deep obsession of countless generations of practitioners.

Deep in the distant mountains, two vague figures stood facing each other. Although one of the figures was much lighter, there was a sword in his hand. The aura emanating from the sword made people feel dizzy just by looking at it.

"The breath of the fairy sword..."

Ye Wushuang understood that the immortal sword held by the sword slave who fought in Lehu and Wencanghai had appeared in the hands of that Taoist sage at this moment.

"This fairy sword has a lot of background."

After only staying for a moment, the two figures mixed together again, and all kinds of fierce sword energy radiated out, cutting the towering surroundings into two sections.

Countless birds and animals were frightened and fled in all directions. Countless trees were broken down along the way, and the animals that were trampled to death also left corpses on the ground.

This is already a power beyond the mortal world, beginning to touch the secrets of heaven and earth.

In the divine realm, one can already use the power of heaven and earth for one's own use. Whether it is against the enemy or protecting one's own body, it is far better than the true energy cultivation of a great master.

A hundred miles away from the arena, a grand master broke through into the battle circle regardless of the danger and braved the berserk and berserk atmosphere around him.

Standing on the mountain that was cut by the fairy sword, only half of it remained, the grand master looked at the two figures in front of him, and then knelt down deeply on the ground.

There were tears in the corners of his eyes, his expression was crazy, he kept muttering something to himself, and then he stroked the plane under his feet with his fingers, constantly feeling the residual divine aura attached to it.

"Why did it appear only now!"

"Why did it appear only now!"

"........."

The great master kept repeating this sentence, and then his voice became louder and louder, his eyes looked forward, and his eyes gradually changed from fanaticism to hatred.

"I hate it!"

The great master raised all his cultivation skills and roared at the top of his lungs at the two figures fighting together in front of him, as if he wanted to vent all the emotions in his heart at this moment.

"Hmph, ants dare to speak up!"

Suddenly, one of the figures looked this way, and then a cold and heartless voice resounded throughout the world.

An unmatched force of heaven and earth attacking the bearer came towards this grand master.

A sword qi cut this power of heaven and earth into two parts, and a trace of aftermath still touched the great master.

"puff!"

"Cough cough..."

The Grand Master suffered serious injuries inside his body. Even with his nearly 200 years of pure Qi, he could not stop the destructive power that invaded his body.

He couldn't imagine that his cultivation, which stood at the top of the world, was so vulnerable at this moment.

Even the aftermath of the attack in front of him is not something he can resist.

His eyes were filled with despair from the depths of his soul.

"Is this the myth that I have pursued all my life? It really cannot be touched..."

As he murmured in his mouth, the appearance of this great master was changing rapidly. The originally tight skin became wrinkled and loose, and was also covered with age spots. His hair also turned silver, and there was no trace of alienness in his body.

"Oh, why are you so persistent..."

The Taoist sage who cut off the attack held an immortal sword and witnessed this scene with his own eyes, and then sighed in a low voice.

"Hmph, cats crying and mice pretending to be merciful. If it wasn't for what you and others did back then, how could this world become what it is now? In the past ten thousand years, few god-level monks have appeared."

"........."

The Taoist sage held his sword and said nothing, he had no extra time to waste, and his remaining divinity was running out, so he could only support him to release the final blow.

"Detach yourself..."

As his voice sounded, a river of swords resembling a heavenly waterfall appeared from the body of the fairy sword, and a vague figure was mixed in it, transformed into a sword, mixed among the tens of thousands of illusory sword shadows, staying at the end of the world With his eyes, he glanced at the world in remembrance, and then cut forward without hesitation.

"No! No! No! You can't go beyond the rules of this world, unless you..."

Seeing the scene in front of him, the man's expression was filled with indescribable horror, and before he could finish his words, the following voice was silent.

After a violent fluctuation, within the affected range, the entire world seemed to have a feeling of survival after disaster.

The remaining ashes had dissipated, and in the surrounding scene, apart from the traces everywhere, there were only messes everywhere, and the remaining violent aura scattered everywhere, showing the extraordinaryness of the battle just now.

After the wind blew and the fog cleared, the great master standing on the broken mountain exhausted his last strength to support his remnant body and stood up. He glanced at the surrounding scene, and there was some inexplicable complex color in his eyes .

Finally, a free and easy smile appeared on his face.

"If there is a next life, I would rather be an ordinary person..."

After talking to himself, the great master looked forward, still with a smile on his face, but his body had gradually become cold, leaving no trace of vitality.

A great master passed away...

Maybe he was once a boy with bad dreams, step by step in his cultivation, he reached the pinnacle of the Great Master Realm step by step, until he could no longer see the way forward. end.

At first he thought that there was no way out, but at this moment, he witnessed the miraculous and destructive power that even the great masters could not do, and his dream seemed to come back at this moment.

However, the pride of more than 200 years was shattered by the aftermath casually shot by the cultivator in the divine realm.

This life is over, don't ask for the next life!
Stepping on the smooth cross-section, Ye Wushuang looked at the mess around him, he didn't know what he was thinking, his face was calm, and the divine aura surged in his hands, and under his hands, the surrounding world seemed to come alive.

On the ground below, an incredible scene like a miracle happened.

The broken trees began to grow branches, and the roots of the underground trees protruded from the ground, dragging the corpses of dead animals into the soil, and then the soil surged and began to repair everything in front of them.

All of this is going on at a speed visible to the naked eye. In less than a quarter of an hour, the world that was originally destroyed by two god-level powerhouses left over from the unknown years, the traces of the battle have been much weaker. , to the point of being almost imperceptible.

Ye Wushuang was also surprised at what he was doing at the moment. Originally, he was just thinking about it and wanted to try it, but he didn't expect him to make it, and the effect even exceeded his expectations.

Is this the terrifying thing about god-level monks?Use the power of heaven and earth for your own use, and the only ones who can fight against it are the god-level monks who can also borrow the power of heaven and earth.

No wonder the cultivator in the divine realm just now scolded the deceased great master as an ant.

With such power to change the world, it is natural that he can no longer be like a mortal, and his mentality has naturally changed. He no longer calls himself a human, but a god.

Above life, in charge of heaven and earth, as the gods of heaven and earth who will kill ants for life.

Although Ye Wushuang didn't feel this way, the feeling of exercising his divinity just now and borrowing the power of heaven and earth made him feel a sense of expansion at will.

It seems that as long as he is willing, this world is him, and he is this world.

(End of this chapter)