All Heavens Immortal Martial Arts

The Great Heaven World, the mighty Kyushu. Countless figures, all over the world, looked at the top of Lingzhou from a distance, and sighed silently.

"The Dao is difficult, the pure yang is difficult to prove, and another Daoist friend died on this road!"

No matter what their position or identity is, at this moment, all of Datian's Holiness Realm stood up at the same time, and bowed silently to the fallen figure above Lingzhou.

This is a respect for the pioneers on the road, a silence for Yan God, and a sigh for one's own path.

At the same time, they also noticed that He Heng, who gave Yan Tianzhu a fatal blow, passed by with his spiritual sense, as a greeting. After all, they are both in the real world, and they will have contact in the future, so it would be good to get to know them.

Of course, most of the people who said hello were some profound practitioners or loose cultivators. Others in the real world would not have much contact with He Heng, who was obviously a member of the Xuanmen.

Jiuye and Daxia's Dongzhen realm powerhouse, at this moment, it is estimated that he can't wait to burn him to ashes.

He Heng was silent, and after initially integrating into the circle of Dongzhen Realm with his spiritual sense, he made a bow to the three of Ling Changzhen.

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

I saw that under the cover of dark clouds, the void disintegrated every inch, time and space were frozen, and a stalwart figure radiated immortal brilliance and came with its head held high.

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

"There are extremes in the heaven and the earth, the imperial way is boundless. Xuanhuang can be covered, the court of God will last forever. The emperor is invincible, but I am the only one!" The awe-inspiring voice was icy cold, and the strong coercion shook people's hearts. The head of the Nine Heavens, the Lord of Juntian, Di Yi finally appeared.

Strong, strong!

The unstoppable coercion made the primordial spirit tremble, and the body could not be controlled.

He Heng couldn't keep his body still in the void, he fell to the ground and smashed a huge pothole.

"The Lord of Juntian, Di Yi!" With bloodshot eyes, He Heng clenched the Danxiao Sword in his right hand, barely supporting it with the help of the power of this fairy weapon, so as not to be caught by this terrifying pressure.

Even so, he was still alive and dead in an instant.

With his eyes open, staring at the sky, remembering the figure shrouded in divine light, He Heng suppressed the fear of his soul and was full of fearlessness: "You can destroy my form and spirit, but you can't make me surrender, Emperor. The emperor can only rule the common people and cannot shake my generation."

"Really? That deity wants to be the emperor of immortals, the emperor of gods, and make you submit to your feet!" Di Yi's golden pupils exuded unparalleled domineering and majesty, and his right hand slammed down, pressing it down.

"Lord Juntian, you are also a senior, why bother a junior." At the time of crisis, Ling Changzhen and the three made a joint effort, and the three immortal weapons came out together, barely resisting Di Yi's random blow, but he himself fell into the ground, and He Heng and He Heng for companion.

"You three ants, originally only the trash Luo Ji died on this person, the deity just wanted to kill him to avenge him, but since the three of you are looking for death, then let me die together." Di Yi's voice Full of indifference, when the voice started, the right palm was raised, and it was pressed again.

I don't see any gorgeous skills, it's not a magic trick, it's just a light palm, but it carries unparalleled power, enough to suppress all opponents.

The head of the Nine Heavens, a powerful man who has survived for 100,000 years, Di Yi's cultivation is so powerful that he is by no means comparable to ordinary pure Yang. He is already the master of a comparable generation of Nine Wilds, and he is the king of Yu who has been crushed 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 ants also have the dignity of ants, the emperor can't make them succumb no matter how strong they are, and any true cultivator, even if he is weak, has an unyielding heart.

They all have the awareness to kill oneself and become a benevolent person!

There is only one battle!

He Heng looked at Ling Changzhen, and at Jiang Xueyi and Zhang Rong who didn't know each other. They both saw decisiveness in their eyes. They didn't have any treasures 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 Heng was about to take a desperate blow to give the people above an unforgettable memory, and then escape from other worlds with the treasures of the heavens. Suddenly, his expression became certain.

An immortal hand crossed time and space, resisting Di Yi's palm.

"The Lord of the Nine Wilds, the land of the Nine Provinces, the land of the Xuanmen, how can you be arrogant!" The mighty voice was very familiar, and the owner of the hand was the Lord of the Supreme Palace of the Three Sects of Xuanmen, True Monarch Xu Qiong!

Looking at the hand that appeared, the emperor's expression did not change, but the chill was even worse: "Xu Qiong, shouldn't he have an explanation for killing the deity's subordinates?"

The figure of Zhenjun Xuqiong suddenly appeared above the void, vague but full of solemnity.

"You don't care about the waste of your Jiuye, just kill it, what do you want!"

A sharp voice flashed in the Emperor's eyes, and he said in a low voice, "This deity wants to kill people, and you can't stop him."

Xu Qiong stared at him and said lightly: "It's not what you said that you can't stop it, but your opponent today is not me, but..."

Before he finished speaking, in the depths of the void, a sword that rose from nowhere suddenly appeared, lush and full of vitality, but with a shocking edge, unmatched sharpness and murderous aura.

The sky and the earth roared wildly, the sun and the moon turned upside down, and a leaf of Qingping floated in the wind, slashing away the stars all over the sky. Huge, macroscopic, UU reading www. uukanshu. com This is simply unimaginable if I hadn't heard it myself.

Witnessing this scene, He Heng suddenly remembered the sentence "The wind rises at the end of Qingping" left by Tianzhu when it fell, which seems to be confirmed today.

Seeing the sword light slashed like Qingping, Di Yi couldn't help but change his face, and shouted in a deep voice, "Who is the Qingping sword of Yuchen Dao?"

"Break a stick of incense in my hand, and there should be no red dust. It is suspected that the spring snow has not disappeared, what day is today? Thirty thousand years have become a dream, don't ask about the past, and look back, the sky is still flowing on its own."

Haoliang's voice resounded so clearly that the entire Kyushu could hear it clearly. I saw a tall and straight figure walking out slowly in the turbulent void. It was a young man in a feather coat and holding a sword. He was wearing a flowing brilliance badge, and his star eyes were cold and cold. Traversing the nine heavens and ten places, he looked at Di Yi lightly: "Yuchen Dao, the current Daoist of the three sects of the Poor Dao and Xuanmen, Beiyuan Xuandou? Tanyi Master, I'm here today, the Master of Jiuye Juntian, please enlighten me. !"

"The three religions of Xuanmen, Yuchen Dao, are very good. The deity depends on what your master Tanyi is capable of." Di Yi looked at the powerful Yuchen Dao Master Beiyuan Xuandou with a cold eye, and the two terrifying forces confronted each other. , Kyushu roared for it, and the sky shook because of it.

The world-shattering battle begins! The first ancestor of the Yuan Dynasty was robbed, and Qingping started!

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