Tian Yuan

The spear is like a dragon, attacking fiercely, rushing like a torrent, unstoppable.

Chen Qingyuan used his swordsmanship, and the shadows of the swords were thousands of, forming a sword array in front of him, as thick as a mountain.

"clang--"

In an instant, the tip of the spear landed on the sword array, laws were intertwined, and the roar continued.

Emperor Changjue's expression was indifferent, and the cultivation power of the ultimate transformation of gods was added to the spear, causing the tip of the spear to penetrate half an inch, and then several cracks appeared in the sword formation, slowly spreading towards the rest of the place.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Chen Qingyuan immediately relieved himself and changed his method.

"Chong"

The sound of gunfire was ear-piercing, and the sword formation collapsed, and it was about to stab Chen Qingyuan's chest.

Chen Qingyuan dodged to one side, and changed the direction of the long spear slightly, passing by without being injured.

Before Chen Qingyuan could attack back, the Dragon Goose Spear in Emperor Changjue's hand struck again, even more ferociously than before.

Dodging one after another, avoiding the vital point.

The vortex of law rolled up by the gun force split Chen Qingyuan's robe, and more than a dozen tiny blood-colored marks appeared on his body surface.

It's just a skin injury, nothing serious.

However, what happened next was not good.

The aura of Emperor Changjue soared, and then a round of sun vision appeared, hanging in the air, and the flames fell down, as if possessing the terrifying power of burning everything, instantly enveloping the area where Chen Qingyuan was.

Chen Qingyuan condensed the sword formation, surrounded by tens of thousands of swords, forming a huge ball, blocking most of the power of the sun from the sword formation.

Emperor Changjue didn't give Chen Qingyuan a chance to breathe. He held the Longyan spear tightly with both hands, and poked it out more than a dozen times in a row, all of which hit the core of the sword formation, forming a body protection formation formed by thousands of swords. directly cracked.

"boom!"

The sword array broke, and the sun hanging above locked onto Chen Qingyuan, and the monstrous power poured down.

Suddenly, Chen Qingyuan's body started to catch fire, and countless miles around him were turned into a sea of ​​flames.

The strange thing is that the color of this sea of ​​fire is dark blue, as if it came from the Nine Netherworld, it looks hot, but it is extremely cold.

"boom!"

Chen Qingyuan swung several swords in succession, picking out a spatial vortex in front of him.

Part of the power of the sun was swallowed by the vortex, which relieved Chen Qingyuan's pressure.

However, this can only slow down, not crack.

In addition, Emperor Changjue refused to stop for a moment, and the offensive was swift and fierce.This time, he was standing above, holding guns in both hands, and slashed with all his might.

"Boom!"

Seeing this situation, Chen Qingyuan immediately raised his sword and stood horizontally, the sword light rose up, and the storm rolled to the top of his head.

However, Emperor Changjue was as powerful as a broken bamboo, and shattered all the power of the sword that was blocking him, like the power of a spear from hundreds of millions of giant mountains, it fell firmly on the Seven Star Bai Jue Sword.

The sword sank rapidly, and was knocked directly to the ground, with the entire blade pierced in.

The sharply falling spear struck Chen Qingyuan's shoulder.

"boom--"

With a "plop", Chen Qingyuan's body suddenly sank, bent, and knelt down on one knee.The bones of the shoulder were directly crushed, bloody and bloody.

The right hand holding the Bai Jue sword trembled obviously.

How could the Emperor Changjue's full attack be comparable to that of an ordinary cultivator who transformed himself into a god.Its real combat power is afraid that it can make countless people in the world shy away from it and dare not touch its power.

The limit of an emperor's stage of transforming into a god is indeed terrifying.

Emperor Changjue did not stop, and was still strengthening his strength, hoping to take this opportunity to directly suppress Chen Qingyuan.

Being suppressed by Emperor Changjue, Chen Qingyuan was not only free from fear and uneasiness, but there was a calm wave of light flowing in his deep eyes, and there was not even a trace of fear on his face.

Indifferently, extremely!

Once Chen Qingyuan entered the real fighting state, he seemed to be a different person.

His eyes are as calm as water.

There was no emotion on his face, as cold as ice.

The aura on his body began to change slowly, a few wisps of chill permeated from the body, as if it made the vision of the sun hanging above tremble slightly, and the power of the vision retreated a little, not daring to approach as before.

Emperor Changjue noticed Chen Qingyuan's abnormal changes, and frowned slightly. All the powerful spiritual power in his body was poured into the Longyan Spear, and he didn't want Chen Qingyuan to have room to resist.

However, the more oppressive Emperor Chang Jue was, the more he would inspire another side of Chen Qingyuan.

The supreme bone in his body seemed to wake up from an endless slumber, emitting a faint strange golden light.

The ancient bone power slowly flowed to every part of Chen Qingyuan's body.

Visible to the naked eye, Chen Qingyuan's injured shoulder began to recover, and his trembling right hand was also very calm.

The deepness in the eyes became even more serious.

"squeak..."

Chen Qingyuan was still half-kneeling on the ground, while Emperor Changjue was standing high in the sky, holding the Dragon and Goose Spear tightly in both hands, suppressing it from the air.

However, Emperor Changjue has an illusion, which is constantly magnifying.

It seemed that Chen Qingyuan was not half-kneeling, but standing on a high place, level with himself.

"Boom!"

A heavy kicking sound shattered the floor, and dense cracks appeared and spread to the distance.

A not-so-obvious crack appeared in the sun vision in the sky above.

Emperor Changjue is the master of the vision. He sensed this situation for the first time and felt a little bad.

The next moment, Chen Qingyuan started to get up.

"Rumble--"

How could Emperor Changjue make Chen Qingyuan resist and get up, and kept strengthening his strength, the invisible coercion struck again, causing Chen Qingyuan's body to shake slightly.

Of course, it was only a slight tremor.

If you still want to suppress Chen Qingyuan, there is no such possibility.

"Zheng-"

Chen Qingyuan stood upright slowly, the huge force on his shoulders still existed and did not disappear.Without saying a word, he raised his eyes to look at the emperor Changjue above him, and the Bai Jue sword stuck in the floor clanged several times before returning to his hand.

"Shh!"

Standing with the sword in hand, he waved his hand.

The sword light slashed across, shattering Emperor Changjue's oppressive power, and causing Emperor Changjue to quickly switch from offense to defense, and put the Longyan Spear in front of him.

"Boom!"

The power of the sword was so strong that Emperor Changjue was forced to retreat quickly, and the space around him burst into pieces.The vision of the sun above it also shattered, and the mighty pressure of the world receded like a tide.

Take a step forward and step into the void.

Chen Qingyuan was condescending, his deep and dark eyes were fixed on the Emperor Changjue who retreated to the distance, his long hair fluttered and his sword clanged.

The power of the three cores in the body merged with the supreme bone, and began to approach the limit that seemed close at hand, but relatively far away.

At this moment, Chen Qingyuan was like a king standing on the top of the world, surrounded by the laws of the Three Thousand Ways.

Fragments of ancient laws are intertwined on the sword, and the eyes are like an abyss, hiding many vicissitudes.

The world-shattering battle 30 years ago, maybe Chen Qingyuan looked like this. Although he has not ascended the throne, he already has the majesty of a king, overlooking the world, and pointing his sword at the avenue.