Tian Yuan

King Jing's charged attack instantly penetrated the protective barrier.

Feeling a tingling sensation, Chen Qingyuan wanted to turn around and deal with King Jing. The others saw this and thought it was a very good opportunity. They attacked him recklessly, causing his pressure to increase suddenly. The sword was so beautiful that it was like the setting sun cutting through the sky and hanging in every inch of the void.

More than a dozen top-notch masters who attacked head-on were temporarily frightened away by a single sword.

"Tear--"

At the same time, someone chopped at me from the left with a knife, which hit me hard on the shoulder.

Someone on the right was swinging a huge hammer and smashing it hard.

A moment's mistake resulted in being attacked from all sides.

The sharp blade collided with the golden light of Chen Qingyuan's Taoist body, and the "hissing" sound continued to ring out, shaking the world.

Especially the situation behind was the most dangerous. King Jing was still exerting pressure. The long spear broke through the mysterious light of the Taoist body, pierced the epidermis, and a few strands of blood oozed out.

Judging from the situation, King Jing wanted to give Chen Qingyuan a chilling blow right through his chest.

The Great Dao Body is even harder than quasi-imperial weapons.

Chen Qingyuan used his physical strength to block the deadly attacks coming from all directions.

After a few breaths, a powerful energy gathered, with itself as the core, and spread in all directions.

"Boom——"

Such a terrifying force knocked everyone away.

The divine sense observed that there were five wounds on his body, cut by a sharp blade or a killing technique, and blood was slowly flowing out. Because the wounds were still stained with the law of killing intent, they could not be healed for the time being.

Taking advantage of the time when the heroes were retreating, Chen Qingyuan immediately swallowed a dozen top-grade pills, quickly refined them, and replenished some of the consumed spiritual power.

The sword in his hand was not as resistant as before, probably because he knew that struggling was useless.

"on!"

Someone shouted loudly, and after stabilizing their bodies, the warriors charged again with great momentum and murderous intent. They either condensed into a sea of ​​blood and corpses, or caused countless ghost skeletons to float around.

"Boom - boom -"

The two sides clashed again, strange light burst out, and the sky collapsed.

Except for this circular stone platform covered with special runes, the rest of the land was affected by the war. No place was intact and it was all in ruins.

"Back!"

During the fight, the Taoist priest whose right hand was broken found a good opportunity. When Chen Qingyuan was besieged, he put his left fingers together, made a seal, and gave an order.

"Om-"

The three-foot sword, which was thought to be calm, was summoned and immediately vibrated, breaking away from Chen Qingyuan's control and flying into the hands of the Taoist priest.

Without weapons, everyone thought that Chen Qingyuan's strength would be greatly reduced, so he looked slightly happy and attacked more fiercely.

In response to this, Chen Qingyuan was not at all flustered. He first raised his palm above his head to block the huge axe that was chopping down from above.

He turned around and threw a punch, repelling the three top beings who were attacking from the left, and set off a terrible storm surrounded by swords and sabers.

The man closest to them didn't expect to face such a situation. He was cut with dozens of hideous and eye-catching wounds on his body and retreated with serious injuries. The other two saw that the situation was not good, so they switched from offense to defense and continued to retreat.

"This kind of demeanor is enough to overshadow all eternity."

The Fishing Master, who was sitting and watching the fight, had a strange look on his face and was talking to himself in amazement.

As the saying goes, two fists are no match for four hands.

However, Chen Qingyuan had more than thirty opponents, and each of them left a significant mark in history books.

"No wonder you want to wipe him out."

Although he was just a chess piece, Diao Laojun could guess that this was a plan of a terrifying existence for the sake of immortality.

Chen Qingyuan's extraordinary ability is beyond the comprehension of the world. He is completely abnormal and his strength cannot be judged by common sense.

"If he can walk out of here alive, the future... will be unimaginable."

Originally, Diao Diao Laojun didn't care about his own life or death, but at this moment he had a desire to live a little longer to see how prosperous the future would be, to see how far Chen Qingyuan could go, and to become a witness.

"Kick! Kick! Kick!"

Chen Qingyuan walked up to a higher place step by step. A faint mysterious light appeared on his body and his fists were stained with thick blood, and it was unclear whether it was his own or the enemy's.

He was like a foreign king, high above everyone else, looking down upon all living beings.

It was clearly the fourth step of the Divine Bridge, but it faintly revealed a hint of the supreme majesty of the Great Emperor, which frightened a group of quasi-emperors so much that they became terrified, moved slowly, and became uneasy.

Time seemed to stand still, and both sides stopped at this moment.

Everyone's eyes were focused together, staring at Chen Qingyuan, stunned and shocked.

He grasped the quasi-imperial weapon in one hand and shattered millions of murderous patterns with one punch.

It was full of vitality and surging blood, like a huge scorching sun. People would feel a slight pain if they stared at it for a few more seconds, and inexplicably had the illusion that they were as small as dust.

"What kind of combat body is this?"

Zhou Qixing had never seen this before and was stunned.

"We have no way out."

When a certain big man who was still sane said this, he hated the existence of the person secretly controlling this killing game and felt helpless about his own situation.

Only by killing Chen Qingyuan can he get rid of the invisible shackles around him, leave this place and embrace a new life.

"I really like it!"

The charming vixen looked up at Chen Qingyuan, her skin showing countless plum blossom marks, her eyes were as charming as silk, and her mouth exuded the fragrance of orchid.

It seemed that Chen Qingyuan had not yet exerted the limit of his reincarnation body. He was deducing the middle part of the Taoist scripture. After fighting for so long, he had vaguely felt a hint of direction, but it was always a little short of it and he had not been able to see the opportunity.

The diagram of the wheel of reincarnation is still expanding, and the aura surging out of it is even more powerful.

All the heroes who saw this were shocked.

The supreme Tao body, the only one of its kind in the entire history.

Ordinary people don't have the privilege of using ancient heroes as sword sharpening stones. Even Chen Qingyuan's unparalleled sharp sword must be handled with great care, otherwise it will fall if you are not careful.

"If I hadn't been forced to do so, I really wouldn't want to be an enemy of such a being."

Many strong men were shocked by Chen Qingyuan's strength and admired him very much. Because they knew the reason, in order to rescue their daughter, they still stepped in even though they knew it was a life-or-death situation.

Chen Qingyuan doesn't care what others think. Different positions mean that the two sides are destined to be on opposite sides, and only one side can win.

Naked upper body, black hair fluttering.

He clenched his fists with great fighting spirit.

"I am Shang Shun, have you ever heard of it?"

A man broke the subtle atmosphere. He looked middle-aged, nine feet tall, wearing a jade robe, with a beard, holding a big knife in his hand, and strode over, domineering and majestic.

"Born 1.7 million years ago, he was known as the Supreme Blade by the world. When his relatives were harmed, he went to the demon domain in a rage. He split the sea with his own strength, killed countless big demons, and shocked the world of Shenzhou."

Chen Qingyuan found the corresponding historical records in his sea of ​​consciousness, looked at them, and spoke in a cold voice.