"My sword is invincible."

The moment this sentence was expressed.

A sword light emerged from the world.

The fine snow is unsheathed.

Eight-sided royal flags roar, wind and clouds thrive—

On the grassland, since the "Urle" two thousand years ago, no one has been able to obtain all the recognition of these eight royal flags.

In the White Wolf King's tent, several grassland kings lifted the curtains and looked at the sword energy that flashed through the dome like thunder, and looked dazed.

The roaring sound of Donghuang was drowned by the grand thunder.

The man in black robe, floating in the air and extremely tall, did not take the "Lao Longzhong" away from Fengming Mountain. At this moment, he had no treasures on his body, only the "yuansha" filled with his sleeves, so he raised his hands and pushed out a dark sea in his palm.

This surging and surging sea of ​​Yuansha collided with Ning Yi's sword energy.

A ray of light broke through the darkness, swaying like an electric snake, and biting it.

Just like the bottom of the River of Apocalypse, Donghuang saw this sword energy and sensed this sword energy... However, he could not defend against this sword energy.

This is the sword cultivator’s sword!

After reaching the level of cultivation, even if someone can see the sword light coming out of the sword, it cannot be blocked!

Donghuang roared and raised his arms, using his physical body to shake Ning Yi's sword.

The divine wind and thunder of the sword holder became extremely fierce with the blessing of three volumes of heavenly books. After breaking through the sea of ​​open source evil, it collided with the Donghuang. The next moment, the body of the man in the black robe was penetrated by this sword energy, and scarlet blood was poured all over the sky, evaporating with the heavy rain, turning into a rich fog.

Donghuang's forehead was facing downward, maintaining his arms covering his forehead, falling to the ground, his black robe broke a huge hole, his chest was penetrated by a divine sword, and a gap the size of a fist opened to open the front and back of his chest, creating a hole that could accommodate an arm. At this moment, as he fell, countless evil spirits followed, filling the swaying black robe, and then pouring into the empty flesh and blood.

Ning Yi slightly condensed his eyes.

Darkness is the destination of the Eastern Emperor and his origin... Darkness is immortal, so he will not die.

Is this the characteristic of "shadow"?

This is the first time Ning Yi has fought a life-and-death battle with the "Immortal One". The sword-holder sensed a great threat, and the crystallization of the Lion Heart King was extremely high... Now, it can be concluded that the Donghuang, who woke up two thousand years ago, has a direct relationship with the "shadow".

Donghuang, who fell to the center of the battlefield, flipped over in the air, and finally stepped on the ground with his feet. He shook all the "life" in dozens of feet in a radius around him without distinguishing himself. The fog and the iron cavalry flew out. When he landed, the wound on his body had healed, but his face was still pale.

He didn't need defense at all when fighting with "Jiang Lin" and "Bai Tathagata"... There are few practitioners who can break his body in the same realm. When facing the exiled immortal Luo Changsheng, he chose to use his body to consume it. If the battle in Baozhu Mountain continued to carry out normally, the young genius who had high hopes for the Great Sui Dynasty would be exhausted and dying in the struggle of the qi.

This is why Luo Changsheng had to use a killer move from the beginning.

But the "Ning Yi" in front of you is different.

Different from those people.

This human sword cultivator has both the means of killing that can penetrate his body... and also has a strong body that ordinary humans do not have.

Donghuang touched his chest, he narrowed his eyes and murmured in a cold voice: "Is this power born specifically to restrain me..."

He frowned, and the memories in his mind stirred up again.

The fog, roar, roar, intermittent, discontinuous pictures, and finally pauses.

All that remains is pain.

Like countless memories before.

He could remember the scene "before death" and the scene "after awakening", but could not remember what happened in the timeline between them... A very deep confusion buried in his heart. Why was he able to open his eyes again on this earth and stand up again.

After waking up, a powerful and indelible force appeared in his body and deep in his soul.

This power seems to be "similar" to the Yuansha I had during my lifetime, but is actually "completely different".

After he obtained the "Source Evil" in Longya Mountain, this immortal force completely dominated the "Source Evil", assimilated and greatly enhanced it... Donghuang could feel the significant increase in his strength.

However, the sword energy of this human sword cultivator actually completely restrained himself.

The power in his body was like an indestructible shield.

The divine nature in Ning Yi's body is an invincible "sword".

Falling to the ground, the Emperor of Dong rushed forward. His figure was extremely tall and he ran, at the same height as the Iron Cavalry riding on the horse. He sprinted with two breaths. He held the Iron Cavalry that was hitting towards him with one hand, and pressed his palm on the opponent's door. In an instant, the face that could not dodge became violently distorted due to pain.

A complete human face showed a sneering black mist, and the flesh and blood were rotten. The whole person was pressed by the oncoming Donghuang, overturned and dismounted, and slapped heavily on the ground, splashing a large pool of mud.

And the next moment, a sword light fell from the sky again!

Donghuang raised his head. Before his roar could be heard, Ning Yi, who held the hilt of the sword in his hands, fell to the ground. The momentum of "smashing the sword" was like a meteorite, tearing the sword energy arc in the sky and falling like a rainbow, cutting down one of Donghuang's arm and shoulders directly.

Donghuang roared to the sky, and blew wildly while slamming Ning Yi with his other shoulder. The two collided with their bodies, and Ning Yi was still slightly inferior. He was hit and flew backwards, his feet kept stepping on the ground, and finally inserted the sword weapon into the ground, slid more than ten feet before he could barely stop the momentum.

On the other side, the black fog was majestic and surging.

Emperor Dong began the "massacre" in this war. The level of cultivation reached his level. If he wanted to start a massacre, no one could stop him... Even Ning Yi could only seriously injure him.

Donghuang no longer cared about his injuries. Every time he killed a life of a creature, his hands were stained with an extra portion of blood, and his whole aura would increase by three points.

"Is this a reversal of life?" Ning Yi's eyes turned cold. His new words were blessed with this war. Donghuang wanted to "turn the tide" with his own strength. The power of his "new words was attached to these grassland cavalry. After being killed by Donghuang, these vitality poured into Donghuang's body.

Ning Yi stepped on the ground with his feet, and his whole body was like a heavy hammer, smashing Donghuang to the ground. His pupils contracted, but after a few breaths, the arm he had cut off before was almost healed. He was wearing a wide black robe flying backwards on the grassland, and the hunting sounded wildly, like a peacock spreading his tail, and countless source evils rampantly spread across the battlefield.

"Urle! Come again!"

In Donghuang's eyes, there was only madness.

He looked at the human standing in front of him, even though Ning Yi had already made it clear before... He was not Urla, the real Urla had died in the past, but at this moment, the figure that had once defeated him was reflected in Donghuang's pupils.

He raised his arms and hit Ning Yi.

Ning Yi groaned. This time, because the distance was too short, the sword light flashed and pierced the black robe, but it only tore through the nothingness. Donghuang hit him and threw him backwards. One by one, one by one, his feet were already off the ground, his toes were constantly touching, but he could no longer borrow the strength.

Ning Yi's throat turned sweet and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

He could clearly sense what hit his back, and a painful neighing sounded in his ears, and he overturned the ground with people and horses. Donghuang raised one hand, held his neck, and pushed himself to run on this grassland. Ning Yi's back hit the huge rocks, mud, black fog, undead, or the warriors on the grassland. This was a pure melee. After nearly an hour of fighting, the cultivators of the Mother River had their eyes red, and the number of undead was still continuous. If they continued to fight like this... there was no need for the people's riots in the Western border, the Mother River would be buried by the "Donghuang" tonight.

Ning Yi lowered his head in pain, and he saw clearly the expression of Donghuang at this moment.

The hideous face was stained with a lot of blood, and the blazing flames reflected in Donghuang's eyes.

The two of them quickly "skipped" on the edge of this front. Ning Yi raised the snow high and inserted it towards Donghuang's shoulder, but he didn't even hear a muffled groan. All the pain turned into the pleasure of revenge.

Consciousness gradually blurred.

Ning Yi roared and squeezed out the sound from his throat.

"Die for me...!"

In the battle between qi and intelligence, Ning Yi turned the hilt of the sword in his palm, and his majestic divinity turned into wind and thunder, pouring down into the body of Donghuang.

Donghuang's roar sounded, but he still did not let go, but the next moment, half of his body was exploded by "divineness". Two figures that were tightly attached together separated in a violent roar. Ning Yi was bombed and flew backwards, while Donghuang fell in the muddy black fog, covered by the Yuansha.

The battle between the Iron Cavalry continues.

The earth is trembling.

Ning Yi, who fell to the ground, stood up shakingly. His expression was gloomy and slowly wiped away the blood from the corners of his lips.

He narrowed his eyes and looked into the distance, with a little confusion in his eyes... but then he lowered his eyes and could not see any expression.

Ning Yi stared at the direction covered by the black fog in the distance.

Emperor Dong was not dead... As he guessed, darkness would last forever.

The only thing that could kill him was his "divine nature". However, he had handed over many swords, but he could not find his demon pill, the sea of ​​gods, the place that was enough to kill a sword.

Ning Yi silently clutched the fine snow.

He was waiting, and the trembling sound of his feet became stronger and stronger, so strong that he could almost ignore the signs that occurred in the distant place... He stared at the source fog until the moment when Donghuang slowly stood up.

Ning Yi's figure instantly disappeared from the spot.

The Xixue sword energy was like a battle axe that broke through the sky, and it was hard on Donghuang's lower abdomen, creating a blood mist. At the same time, Ning Yi also hit Donghuang's body. The two of them were closely linked together as before, but... this time it was no longer Donghuang's pushing Ning Yi.

The long front line, the mud exploded in a series of times, the grass clippings and darkness of the grassland were swept out, and the divine light that exploded spirals turned into a long rainbow that rose from the ground.

Ning Yi led Donghuang to the distance of the mother river... dozens of miles away.

There was a dark place, mixed with frost and white.

Hurricanes and cold snow roared wildly in the sky.
Chapter completed!