Chapter 251: Suppress the peerless!

Jun Molin's face darkened and said, "Lu Qing, don't be arrogant. We are eighteen people here, so you can't help but talk nonsense!"

"Take out the Heavenly Dao Map!" Lu Qing's eyes were calm, but in Jun Molin's eyes, it seemed that thousands of divine swords were swarming in, smashing him into the void.

"Lu Qing, don't be arrogant, I don't believe it. You were not injured just now!" The ancestor of the Corpse Sword Sect shouted in a deep voice, and the corpse energy on his body surged, and the sword intent of the Death Evil broke out. The power of the vast small world condensed and turned into a giant sword that led to a narrow and long chaotic space and slashed towards Lu Qing in the air.

The sword masters of the various sects stared at the sword intent giant sword containing the power of the small world, controlled by the ancestor of the Corpse Sword Sect, without any pressure to affect them, but this control was not comparable to them.

However, at this moment, Lu Qing stood there and seemed to have not seen the sword. He only had a slight roar of swords sounded, and a layer of silver-gray sword light floated on his body.

"Time and space, crush!" As Lu Qing spoke a word, the sword chanted suddenly and the ancestor of the Corpse Sword Sect suddenly changed his color. He retreated without hesitation, and at the same time, a layer of black sword armor floated on his body. The sword armor had a dead aura spreading, exuding a strong evil aura.

"The Ninth-level Death God Scale Leopard!" Long Quan exclaimed, and a slight surprise appeared on his face.

However, just as Longquan finished speaking, the Death Sword Strike that fell towards Lu Qing was shattered. In an instant, the ancestor of the Corpse Sword Sect who had withdrawn from thousands of miles also screamed. The dark sword armor on his body shattered inch, and his whole person turned into a ball of minced meat at the same time.

A nine-inch-high pitch-black sword baby roared in the void, and blood light flashed. On it, the body of the ancestor of the Corpse Sword Sect condensed.

How is that possible!

Jun Molin and the seventeen people changed their color at the same time. At this time, the sword intent of the time and space. As the peerless sword ancestor, the ancestor of the Corpse Sword Sect, although it was only a disaster, he did not even catch a sword. He smashed the time and space. How to resist such a sword intent!

The void is originally formed by the condensed space and time. Ordinary swordsmen can only contact the cave space at most, and the shattered one is the cave space at most. If you want to contact time, only the sword energy of the reincarnation can barely touch it. The sword treasure of the reincarnation is also derived from time through the power of the reincarnation domain.

Time and space are shattered, and this void is inseparable, what else can you escape?

After understanding this, Jun Molin and the eighteen people all looked ugly. Wouldn't that mean that even as peerless sword ancestors, they could not escape Lu Qing's sword intent.

In the void, the ancestor of the Corpse Sword Sect had a pale face and almost without thinking, he broke through the void and entered the domain.

The peerless sword ancestor's realm is perfect and has derived the power of a small world. Although it is supported by the way of heaven, it already has the magical power of the creation of the void. Entering the realm is equivalent to entering another world, with only a little connection with this world of heaven.

However, none of these have any effect in front of Lu Qing today.

"Time and space, flow trace!"

In an instant, in the void where the ancestor of the Corpse Sword Sect disappeared, a silver-gray sword intent divine light appeared, and that space and space immediately became distorted. At the same time, the body of the ancestor of the Corpse Sword Sect was also pulled out of it.

"Lu Qing, you're too bullying!" The ancestor of the Corpse Sword Sect shouted angrily,

However, Lu Qing ignored it at all, slowly raised his sword finger and pointed it forward: "Time and space, go back!"

No sword light burst out, but at this moment, the ancestor of the Corpse Sword Sect felt an inexplicable sword intent suppressing him instantly. A silver-gray "color" sword that was only inch long appeared in front of his eyebrows three inches. Even Jun Molin and the Seventeen did not react at all, as if the time and space around him were still stationary, and everyone's expression remained the same as before.

The sensing of the world of heaven disappeared instantly, and even the small world in the domain seemed to be deceived and could no longer sense it. In the sea of ​​Qi in the Dantian, a layer of silver-gray divine light was also covered with a layer of silver-gray divine light.

The silver-gray "colored" sword advanced one inch, and the gray hair of the ancestor of the Corpse Sword Sect turned into black hair. The person also became middle-aged. The thick corpse energy became weaker. After one inch, the power of the small world surrounding it suddenly disappeared without a trace.

The last inch was pointed at the eyebrows of the ancestor of the Corpse Sword Sect. At this time, his appearance had become as weak as the age of a weak crown. His aura was left with only the left and right of the Sword Sect. Finally, the inch-long silver-gray "color" sword pierced the entire eyebrows of the ancestor of the Corpse Sword Sect. His whole person shrank in a strange posture like Ling Potian that day, and his black robe could no longer wrap around his body.

Ying--

A crisp cry resounded through the void, and the originally imprisoned time and space were also broken by Jun Molin and seventeen people.

"What!" Jun Molin's seventeen people changed his expression. Looking at the ancestor of the Corpse Sword Sect who turned into a baby, his pure eyes had no sword intention anymore, and it seemed that he had really returned to the moment of his birth. The domain dissipated, the emptiness of the cave space dissipated, the magic sword dissipated, and all the things that existed on his body disappeared one by one.

Reversal of time and space!

The powerful power of the time and space sword intent appeared again in front of the great sword masters of the various sects. Such methods were even more embarrassing than death.

Even Yan Tianluo looked shocked. Such a sword intent was no longer something he could imagine.

Looking at Lu Qing in front of him, the spirits of the seventeen people of Jun Molin all changed, and no one was willing to take action again. It was impossible to say that the next one was them. At this moment, Lu Qing had already exceeded their control and they were not sure at all.

"I can give you the Heavenly Dao Map, but I have a condition! If you don't agree, my ancestor will self-destruct the sword heart and let everyone here be buried with you!"

"Don't come!" Sixteen peerless sword ancestors changed their color at the same time and exploded their sword heart. What could they resist? But then, their eyes fell on Lu Qing at the same time.

"Say!" Lu Qing's expression remained unchanged.

"The Heavenly Dao Map is given to you, but before the heaven and earth are repeated, you must not attack me again. Otherwise, even if we explode, we will not let you do it!" Jun Molin said in a deep voice, "Even if your swordsmanship is now surpassing the sword ancestor, if we explode, even if we are a saint, you will be seriously injured. If you really do whatever you want, you will not get any benefits."

"You are threatening me." Lu Qing's eyes were slightly cold.

"I am not threatening you, but to be honest, the world is approaching again and again, and I will not know what will happen at that time. I want to retain some strength. I think, for your Jintian Sect, you don't want to face everyone here at once."

Looking at Jun Molin, even if he had begun to merge with the sword heart, Jun Molin felt a great pressure when he was staring at Lu Qing. Just when he couldn't help but want to scold him, Lu Qing said, "Okay!"

Almost at the same time, the Great Sword Masters of the Sects breathed a sigh of relief. If Lu Qing insisted on not agreeing, then if Jun Molin really exploded his sword heart, they would have said that they would all die on the spot.

Even the other sixteen peerless sword ancestors were slightly relaxed. If they really fought with Lu Qing to the death, it would be hard to say whether Jun Molin would self-destruct, and neither of them would self-destruct.

Without further ado, Jun Molin flipped his right hand, and a five-color small sword with dim light suddenly appeared in his hand. The next moment, the small sword appeared in Lu Qing's hand.

He looked at Lu Qing deeply, and immediately, Jun Molin snorted coldly, turned around and disappeared into the hopeless sword valley.

The other sixteen peerless sword ancestors also left for a while, and together with the great sword masters of the sects, they only left. Only the three people from the Corpse Sword Sect looked at Lu Qing with anger, but they did not dare to speak. They just picked up the sect ancestor and quickly disappeared into the Forget-Sheng Wasteland.

"Brother Lu!"

After reaching out to take Yiren into his arms, a soft color appeared in Lu Qing's eyes, and he stroked Ruoshui's blue hair.

"It's all right."

"Ruoshui was so scared just now! I was so afraid that something might happen to Brother Lu!" A pale white "color" tears came out in Ruoshui's eyes, "Ruoshui is really useless, I can't help Brother Lu at all!"

"It's not about Ruoshui's business," Lu Qing shook his head, and a deep meaning appeared in his eyes. He looked at the void around him, "It's this world, it doesn't allow it."

It seemed to be in response to Lu Qing's words that a pure white "color" divine thunder of heaven flashed across the nine heavens.

Lu Qing understood that now he had stepped outside the heavenly way, and the heavenly world could no longer bind him. Although he still had cause and effect in this heavenly world, this cause and effect could no longer be tied to him. Cause is the cause, but this result is no longer destined.

Turning around and looking at Yan Tianluo, Lu Qing said, "I owe you a cause and effect to the Tianling Clan at that time."

When Ruoshui heard Lu Qing's words, his beautiful face suddenly turned red. He quickly stood up from Lu Qing's arms and stood there somewhat restrainedly, but his soft and soft eyes still tightly pulled Lu Qing's sleeves and refused to let go.

"Cause and effect?" Yan Tianluo was stunned at first, and then he saw the five-colored little sword named Tiandao Map slowly floating in front of him.

"The map of heaven, things return to the original owner."

"This--" Yan Tianluo didn't know what to say.

But Lu Qing waved his hand and said, "This Heavenly Dao Map is originally the object of your Nine Flame Cave. It was forced to be the gentleman on the beam that day and borrow it. Now, it should be returned, and you don't need to worry."

After saying that, Lu Qing glanced for a week, and the dozens of divine thoughts that had been peeping at the beginning suddenly dissipated. They knew that Lu Qing returned the Heavenly Dao Map to Yan Tianluo at this moment, which was warning them that if they snatched it, Lu Qing would definitely take action.

At that time, they will never stop. Although they are peerless sword ancestors, they are not sure about Lu Qing. In today's battle, Lu Qing has completely suppressed their will!
Chapter completed!