The First Sword of the Earth

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The moment Erlang Zhenjun was squeezed out of the black area, the somewhat gloomy atmosphere in the Netherworld suddenly changed.

The hearts of all the immortals from the Earth Cultivation Realm, who originally thought that they had a good chance of winning, sank. Mu Wanxuan's pretty face instantly paled, and she looked more youthful and pitiful. rushed over.

The long-renowned Zhenjun Erlang didn't hesitate, and immediately returned with his gun the moment he was blocked.

But Zhenjun Erlang's body rushed to the edge of the black area and then stopped, the immortal light burst out around him, and the spear in his hand stabbed forward, but the tip of the spear was also blocked by the edge of the black area.

Can't get in?

"snort!"

True Monarch Erlang had a calm face, put the gun in his left hand, clenched his fist with his right hand, and pushed forward rather 'slowly', strands of blood energy that seemed to contain infinite power pervaded the world, and the universe of the Netherworld was shattered inch by inch!

But the black area didn't move at all, as if the inexhaustible force exerted by Zhenjun Erlang had nowhere to hit.

There is always a sense of power but nowhere to make it.

The power of rules.

To be precise, it is the power of abnormal rules different from this universe.

They form a circle of their own, forcibly creating a 'dimension trap' to isolate the universe so that outsiders cannot enter.

Unless these rules can be destroyed, it will be difficult to step into it.

At this moment, streamers of light flew over.

Those who flew from behind Zhenjun Erlang were all masters in the field of earth cultivation; although Mu Wanxuan set off the first, but the first to rush over was a black shadow - the incarnation of Emperor Qinghua.

Without saying a word, without saying a word, the avenue manifested, and the celestial light burst out, and the celestial light burst out suddenly in this low world, as if to tear this black area apart.

"How?"

Xu Zhongliang frowned, and just about to say something, there were dozens of streamers blasting from the side, and a large number of masters from Feng Jiu's forces came to stop them, fighting with all the masters of his side.

Mu Wanxuan moved forward anxiously, but she also knew that rushing forward would only add to the chaos, her bare hands fluttered, her body danced like a butterfly, and she tried her best to hold back several Da Luo and Jin Xian in the enemy.

Emperor Qinghua's avatar suffered the most attacks and was quickly scattered;

In the confrontation between Emperor Qinghua and Heidi and other masters, their eyes were always fixed in the direction of Heiyu.

Zhenjun Erlang opened his divine eyes on his forehead, and his figure turned into a ball of light and shadow to shuttle around the black area at high speed. The spear in his hand swept and poked forward.

What's more, the aftermath of Zhenjun Erlang's bombardment of the black domain forced the masters of both sides to retreat in all directions, and those with weaker cultivation bases could not see where Zhenjun Erlang's real body was.

This is the strength of the strongest immortal in the post-heavenly era.

But the more this is the case, the more nervous the immortals related to the earth cultivation world are.

Wang Sheng was trapped in it alone.

The sword fairy who came from the world of cultivation, shouldered the mission given by the great god Nuwa, and was imprisoned for a long time by the fairy emperor and Feng Jiu, and finally stood up again. A powerful foreign visitor.

If Wang Sheng had the upper hand when Zhenjun Erlang was kicked out, why should this Zhenjun Erlang be anxious at this moment?

junior...

Mu Wanxuan clenched her fists tightly, her pupils suddenly became extremely deep, and the shadow of a holy tree appeared behind her, and a rich vitality was rippling in a lifeless place like the Netherworld.

She pushed forward slowly with her left fist and right palm, and a black and white Tai Chi picture directly involved the enemies around her under the tree, suppressing them with boundless vitality.

In a blink of an eye, those opponents were motionless, their aura condensed, light green sapling sprouts grew all over their bodies, their eyes were lifeless, and they stood still.

Before Mu Wanxuan could dissipate the phantom of the holy wood, more than a dozen beams of light came from around her, blocking her figure again.

Feng Jiu's numerical advantage became more and more obvious as the fierce battle continued.

But Zhenjun Erlang was blocked outside, Fengjiu's masters worked even harder, they were already grabbing merit.

However……

"True Monarch!"

Xu Zhongliang shouted: "If you can't enter, and except for these Fengjiu's minions! Otherwise, there is no chance of winning today!"

True Monarch Erlang frowned slightly, staring at the impenetrable black area.

Asking him to give up his comrades-in-arms is against his code of conduct.

But the current situation does not allow him to hesitate or try.

Immediately, Erlang Zhenjun turned his head to look at the place where Emperor Qinghua was, slightly bent his legs, stepped in the air, and his figure rose like a golden roc soaring into the sky!

The next moment, the enemy camp was in chaos, and the besieged Emperor Qinghua turned his offensive, and black energy surged around him, as if to envelop the entire Netherworld.

"Don't retreat!"

"The master is about to take the head of the sword fairy and show up!"

"The hero who founded the dynasty in the new heaven can enjoy countless years of stability!"

Suddenly, several female fairies on Fengjiu's side kept making noises, wisps of light red aura flowed into all directions, and many immortals on Fengjiu's side gradually had ferocious expressions.

In this field battle, many immortals and gods are already red-eyed.

Corpses continued to fall from the air, hitting the dark ground in the Nether Realm, and a bluish-white flame ignited.

Casualties have begun to spiral out of control.

at the same time;

In the black field.

From the outside, you can see a black area like a black hole, but inside it is a vast expanse of whiteness; roads appear everywhere, and countless colorful and incomplete ribbons are flying in the air.

Between these ribbons, two groups of lights and shadows are constantly entangled and colliding;

You can see the sword light flying, the sword energy vertical and horizontal, and you can also see mountains and palaces, all kinds of visions and visions.

Inside the bluish-blue light and shadow, was Wang Sheng who was fighting with a sword.

The spiritless sword in his hand is swaying with colorful streamers, and the swords behind him are evolving into the stars of the sky; the eyes with a little anger are still clear, and the left hand keeps pinching all things, and keeps calling to the opponent.

On the other hand, the group of red shadows was Feng Jiu in a red dress.

She used the figure of the Queen Mother of the Heavenly Court in ancient times, and she was extremely youthful and beautiful. At this moment, her figure kept flickering, and a pair of almost transparent jade hands pushed forward and swayed, seemingly effortlessly resisting Wang Sheng's attack.

At this moment, Wang Sheng's sword is like a storm, but Feng Jiu's figure is constantly moving back and forth, and there are really not many palm shadows that can be swung.

But there was a faint smile on the corner of Feng Jiu's mouth, and her eyes were also quite strange, as if she was looking at Wang Sheng.

During the fierce fight, Feng Jiu's lips opened and closed, and a ray of sound came into Wang Sheng's ears.

"There's only you and me here, why don't you stop and talk about it."

As if Wang Sheng hadn't heard of it, Yuan Tujian surrounded his body with several top-grade fairy swords, which had already activated his sword-controlling skills, and he was fully focused on using his skills and attacking.

Feng Jiu narrowed her eyes slightly, and the corners of her mouth smiled even wider, as if she was looking at some kind of artwork.

This made Wang Sheng a little uncomfortable.

In fact, at this moment, Wang Sheng's heart is also a little bit uncertain. Although the offensive is strong at this time, it lacks a little sense of continuity, as if it is a raging fire, and it will weaken after burning.

It really should be bottomless.

Originally, Zhenjun Erlang was fighting against Feng Jiu together with him. After stepping into the black domain, Zhenjun Erlang and him looked at each other.

One is the God of War in the Heavenly Court, who embarrassed and helpless the Immortal Emperor back then, and is now a peerless master of collective cultivation that Feng Jiu forces dare not even take the initiative to provoke;

One is that the Great God Nu Wa entrusted the Dao of Good Fortune, rose from the weak with a three-foot sword, and set off two waves of storms between the heaven and the earth, and was regarded by the elders of the heaven as the person who revived the heaven.

The two of them shot with all their strength, and Feng Jiu was a little bit unable to resist at the beginning, and quickly fell into a passive defense posture, wrapping himself with countless weird ways, turning into a cocoon of the law, and resisting for a while.

The situation at the beginning was quite favorable to Wang Sheng and Zhenjun Erlang, Feng Jiu also had a little thought on his brows, as if he was thinking of a way to break the situation.

But after a while, Feng Jiu's cocoon of Taoism began to be damaged. A little anger flashed across her eyebrows, and the fairy light around her burst out, and she snorted coldly. rush away.

And when Zhenjun Erlang disappeared, it became a one-on-one situation between Wang Sheng and Feng Jiu.

Wang Sheng didn't hesitate at all, nor did he think about retreating. He raised his sword and charged forward. His movement and immortal skills were urged to the extreme. With a quick attack, he established an advantage. He used all his own methods to barely suppress Feng Jiu.

All this seems quite normal.

Although Feng Jiu is the "reincarnation" body of the Immortal Emperor of Heaven, he is also a demon from outside the territory, possessing unpredictable supernatural powers;

But this foreign demon was wounded by the God Nuwa in ancient times, and he was kept by his side as a servant. On the eve of the destruction of the heavenly court, he was killed by the three saints because of a fight with the three saints. Can show people the appearance of the queen mother.

——If he was still at the peak strength of the Immortal Emperor back then, the combined cultivation worlds would not be enough for him.

But why...

Why did Feng Jiu's expression become... a bit playful after Zhenjun Erlang was sent out of this field.

There is a kind of calmness that everything is under her control, and there is also a kind of pity like looking at a fool.

Even though she kept retreating, she no longer showed much pressure and anger, and her pretty figure was like a flower attracting a butterfly, and gradually, she even wanted to play Wang Sheng.

"Wang Feiyu, why don't you and I chat?"

Feng Jiu asked warmly: "It's just you and me right now, don't you have any interest in me?"

Wang Sheng: ...

As long as I think of this beautiful aunt in front of me, she is actually a male fairy who once ruled the fairy world, I always feel a little...

After all, these are Yaoyun's parents, so they should be polite.

"It's enough to divide life and death."

Wang Sheng's words were clear and light, and his sword moves kept on. The blade seemed to have the ability to cut off the Dao, but it still lacked a thread.

This line requires endless years of comprehension, and Wang Sheng's background is still somewhat insufficient.

Feng Jiu smiled slightly, shook her head slowly, put her left hand behind her back, raised two sword fingers with her right hand, and moved forward calmly. Wang Sheng paused, and curved surfaces appeared one after another around his body.

Time, it's time!

The aura around Feng Jiu changed suddenly. Although the standing posture of the man serving as a female companion was a little strange, but at this moment, that expression, that gaze, and that voice were indeed the existence who once stood at the top of all living beings.

"Wang Sheng, do you have any other backup? If not, I should be disappointed."

The khaki-yellow light in Wang Sheng's right hand slowly unfolded, and the curved surface in front of him continued to melt, and a light yellow light enveloped Wang Sheng.

Ten thousand laws do not invade, and all evils retreat.

Creation·Absolute Domain.

Hum——

The Spiritless Sword trembled lightly, Wang Sheng raised the sword and pointed the tip at Feng Jiu.

This middle school aunt.

Feng Jiu smiled and shook her head, suddenly raised her sword finger and swiped it.

Wang Sheng was about to charge forward immediately, but just as he was about to charge, his eyes suddenly widened, and the hilt of the sword he held in his right hand was inexplicably empty.

puff!

The familiar blade suddenly broke out from Wang Sheng's chest, leaving only the hilt trembling behind him.

No, no spirit sword?

"Yao...yun..."

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