The Era of the Law of the People: Full-level Talent at the Start

Chapter 127 The world’s powerhouses gather, the final battle

Shushan.

The highest suspended palace.

The real body of Jianmei ancestors rose.

The voice is majestic.

“Open the Shushan Great Array, all the disciples, prepare to meet the enemy!”

Rumble.

Fall with the sound.

Under the urging of the power of heaven and earth, the nine upside-down sword peaks gathered crazily around the highest mountain.

Countless sword embryos in Jianshan turned into sword lights and gathered in the sky above the magic palace in the blink of an eye.

Tens of thousands of Shushan disciples flew from the peaks to the center with Jianhong.

Every disciple’s face was extremely solemn.

Two hundred years later.

The Shushan Great Array opened again.

undoubtedly.

Shushan is on the verge of life and death.

And the enemy who can make the world’s No. 1 ancestor Jianmei go all out, I am afraid it is beyond imagination.

Han Yanran was holding the Ziqing Divine Sword, her face was silent.

The supreme demonic energy that emerged from the Tianshan Mountains was not only sensed by the ancestor Jianmei, but also sensed by her.

“Zhou Fan, I hope you can succeed.” She whispered.

Contribute to the dark magic.

It is definitely against the origin of the world.

Once it fails.

Then in the remaining 04 time, the world source will spare no effort to attack, and even lower the source attack, even if Zhou Fan breaks through the limit, he will not be able to resist.

After all, the origin of the world this time is all will, without the slightest infighting.

woohoo.

It was less than half a cup of tea time in the Shushan Great Array.

The sky that was originally a clear and evil sky suddenly turned cloudy and windy.

Instantly black clouds covered the sun.

Book upside down.

soon.

There was a humming whistle in the distance.

“Jie Jie Jie, old man Jianmei, come here!!!”

A cold howl exploded between the heavens and the earth.

The echoes formed a magic sound, which enveloped the entire Shushan from all directions.

Even with the isolation of the Shushan Great Array.

The magic sound still infiltrated, attacking tens of thousands of Shushan disciples.

A large number of disciples felt that their real essence was boiling, and the spiritual platform was undulating.

Some had blood in their eyes.

Front!

suddenly.

A sword cry rang out over Shushan.

Countless sword embryos converged in the blink of an eye into a broken sword exuding amazing sword intent.

Jianming was the one who asked Broken Sword.

Easily shattered the magic sound.

It made many disciples Lingtai clear.

The high-altitude sword and eyebrows of Shushan looked down, “Danzuo, Zijian, the two of you quickly instructed the disciples of Shushan to form a sword formation in Shushan, and defend Shushan!”

“Yes!”

Ancestor Jianmei’s dharma soared into the sky.

In the blink of an eye, he rushed out of the upper frame.

The sky with dark clouds.

The white Dharma figure quickly collided with the black skull mountain.

bite!

The collision of true essence and demonic energy caused countless cracks in the Void Hook.

Ancestor Jianmei flew tens of thousands of meters upside down, and he was able to maintain his original shape.

His hand broke the surface of the sword, but a crack appeared on the surface.

“Ran Ran, Jianmei, I was not your opponent a hundred years ago. Those killed by you can only hide in the Netherworld of the North, and after a hundred years of healing, I will become cute. Now that I have broken through the realm of the law and reached the level of the Supreme Demon Emperor, you can count on me. No matter how hard you try, you are no match for me!”

talking room.

Skull Mountain hummed.

“Today, I’m going to step on your mountain of Shu, and cut off the foundation of your mountain for hundreds of years!

The gloomy sound fills the ear like a magic sound.

quack quack.

The heads of the skeletons are like a meteor shower madly blasting the distant Shu Mountain.

The figure of the ancestor of Jianmei flickered, and he directly asked in front of the Shushan Great Formation. He interrupted the sword and turned crazy, and sent forth countless sword intents from heaven and earth.

“Youquan, since ancient times, the evil has not suppressed the righteous. Even if you absorb the demons of the world and break through the shackles, you will still be invaded by the will of the demons. Now you can suppress this invasion. After a long time, you will completely become a demon. The puppet, stop it, you can keep yourself since you are in the realm of cultivation, otherwise you will not become a devil!”

The voice of the ancestor of Jianmei resounded through the sword intent of heaven and earth.

The real body of the old monster Youquan said coldly, “Jianmei, don’t be fake here, wait until I lose your Shushan, and then go to destroy the Tianwaishan and the demon tree, as well as other sects of the right way, this world will completely become my magic way. In this world, what if you become a demon puppet!”

“Die!

poison!

Huge skeletons turned into torrents.

In an instant, it crossed a distance of tens of thousands of meters and hung on the defense formed by Broken Sword.

Ka!

At this moment, the broken sword condensed by countless sword embryos in Shushan finally couldn’t support it, and it shattered completely.

Ancestor Jianmei’s dharma also collapsed directly.

inside the palace.

Ancestor Jianmei spat out a mouthful of blood.

But before he could take a breath, he rushed out of the hall and shouted in a low voice, “Pill seat, Zijian!

The long swords in the hands of Dan Zuo and Fairy Zijian suddenly sprouted.

Tens of thousands of Shushan disciples immediately ran the sword art.

Countless sword lights shot up into the sky.

Equipped with the great formation of Shushan, it forms a long sword that runs through the heavens and the earth.

at the hilt.

Ziqing Divine Sword is the leader, maintaining the long sword condensed.

boom!

The huge torrent of skeletons struck again, hitting the Shushan sword formation.

The violent sword intent scattered.

Endless magic swayed.

Tens of thousands of people around the area were smashed into pieces.

The earth is cracked, and the mountains and rivers are broken.

It is like a regional scene.

but.

At the hilt of the sword formation, the Ziqing Divine Sword faintly dimmed.

When the ancestor of Shushan saw this, he could not help but sigh.

If it is the wall between the two swords of Zilei, even if the old monster of the secluded spring breaks through the realm of the law, he can’t help Shushan, but unfortunately, there is an inheritance of Zijian, but none of Leijian’s disciples can really surrender, and it seems that he, Zijian Fairy already has affection in her heart, even if there is a descendant of Thunder Sword, she can’t really ask the two swords of purple thunder.

“My 220-year-old foundation in Shushan, is it really going to be broken in my hands!

Look at the huge skeletons gathered by the monstrous sea of ​​blood.

The ancestor of Shushan gritted his teeth and prepared to fight to the death to detonate the whole body.

Yet at this moment.

Between heaven and earth.

– The scroll painting and calligraphy spread out, covering the monstrous sea of ​​blood in an instant, enclosing the huge skeleton in the center of the evening script.

Tianwaishan painting saint comes.

Tens of thousands of Shushan disciples cheered.

The painting saint is the fairy in the legend.

Has incredible power.

“Duoduo, painting saint, you still can’t stand loneliness after all, you know that you are not seeking to become an immortal, and that tree demon, you also come along, save me, I will find you one by one and destroy all of you. Lose!”

“Blood Sea – Divine Power!”

Crash.

At this moment, the huge skeleton shattered and melted into the boundless sea of ​​blood covered by the sky, making every inch of the sea of ​​blood possess the consciousness of a skeleton, as if the power of the boundless sea of ​​blood suddenly increased greatly, it condensed into a sea of ​​blood. The giant, with a sensational palm, smashed the scroll that surrounded it.

At this time.

The towering canopy of the distant tree ancestor grew wildly and extended to the Shushan area at a very fast speed. Every branch, with boundless sword intent, shattered a large sea of ​​skeletons and blood.

“The tree demon, you are indeed the only one who has seen the fairy in the painting. The condensed sword intent is not weaker than the sword of Shushan, but today I will destroy the myth!”