Chapter 1635 Cutting off the galaxy for thirty thousand miles, but causing the Extreme Sword Dragon to chant

"Buzz!"

When the sword intent rises, the ruins move.

As the ancient book under the kendo disk lit up, the entire three heavens above and below the ruins of God trembled.

Above the nine heavens, the thirty million lightsabers coming from the galaxy flickered, changed, and finally all hovered in the sky.

It doesn't look like it's disorganized.

It seems that it coincides with the great road and forms a sword formation, which is thought-provoking.

Even the leader's Angry Immortal Buddha Sword shined with extremely bright light, and there was a clear excitement on the sword, and...

"eager?"

The sky is dull.

It was the first time that he felt so empathetic to the spirituality of the Buddha's Sword Fury Immortal.

It seems that the compatibility between them is so high that he can see the emotions of the angry immortal so clearly.

but not!

Dao Qiongcang knows very well that this is not the case at all!

This sword has been with him for so long, except for the slight fluctuation when he purified the Diying Holy Strain.

This is the first time that it shows such full emotion!

Not convinced...

I'm not convinced...

It was given to me out of spite, not to you!

Dao Qiongcang shook his head in despair. After thirty years, he thought that time would smooth out the gap and make up for the shortcomings.

He has practiced swordsmanship to the point where he is a master.

I never thought that when we met again during the war - even before they met officially, I would experience the dominance of the former number one swordsman.

The oppressive feeling of death came over me, but the Eight Masters didn't even draw their swords this time?

"More than twenty years! Angry Immortal!"

Dao Qiongcang shook his head day after day, thinking in his heart that for so many years, I have washed your body and feet, bought you the most beautiful scabbard to wear, ate with you, slept with you on the same bed, but you are not moved.

In the end, your soul will be taken away by someone else's look, and you may even be dissatisfied and want to turn against you.

Are you worthy of me?

Are you worthy of your title of "Buddha Sword"?

…

"Keng——"

Buddha Sword Fury Fairy clearly didn't know what the temporary holder of it, who was not even its master, was jealous of.

When I sensed that he needed help and received his call.

It tried its best to help mobilize 30 million Holy Judgment Swords to form a sword formation, and the peacock opened its tail.

The only thing I want to do is express myself.

In fact, the Nuxian didn't even know who this "him" was, it only sensed a faint aura.

This is enough!

A good bird chooses a tree to roost in, and a famous sword chooses its master to work with.

With that faint aura, the Furious Immortal Buddha Sword knew that after the resentment, a more suitable master appeared for him.

It does not want to be the Divine Sword Xuan Cang, nor does it want to be the Sovereign Emperor Sword. The famous sword is covered in dust and left in a dark room.

It aspires to become the Taicheng Sword, to become the Four Swords. Even if each of them only shines for a while, at least it will shine brightly and brilliantly.

This is enough.

"bring it on!"

"Master me, hold me, untie me!"

The Buddhist Sword Fury Immortal led thirty million young men, and with the force of ten thousand swords returning to the clan, they rushed towards the imprisoned man, and were about to finish sending me off in the snow...

Although the sky was thinning, the young swordsman's eyes woke up. Amidst the endless blockade and restrictions, his sword intent rose up and soared into the sky.

Keep moving forward!

No turning back!

Sword cultivators want this kind of momentum!

The Furious Immortal Buddha Sword fell in love with him even more when he saw this, and even wanted to throw himself into his arms, but in one thought...

The young swordsman slowly raised his sword in the mud.

The sword is black, slender, and exquisite.

It is not as thick and thin as myself, its essence is thick, it is a giant sword.

It is of medium slenderness, short and well proportioned. It is already perfectly symmetrical from birth and does not need to be decorated.

It's also not that it's not famous. It's not as good as I think it is. In terms of body shape and appearance, just forget it. It shouldn't be as good as my background.

It's so familiar.

One of the five great chaos artifacts, there are four swords, as famous as the Wrathful Immortal Buddha Sword!

"Duang~"

The Buddha's Sword Fury Fairy dimmed halfway when it came, forgetting about the younger brothers behind it, and fell straight to the ground, losing all its brilliance.

Am I a step too slow?

Why can you all meet the ancient sword cultivator?

And what I met were either monks who were compassionate and did not kill, or dirty people who played tricks and plots but did not use swords?

…

"He Jian!"

"What sword is this?!"

No sword was even drawn.

The evil spirit, which turned into mist and spread thousands of miles, hiding its true body invisibly, has sensed a great crisis.

This sudden sense of crisis is no child's play, it shows that it is really possible for him to be seriously injured by it, or even be killed with a single sword.

"impossible!"

Sui Yin knew Xu Xiaoshou's strength.

The sword Wuyu who had just borrowed the power of the four realms to death has reached its limit, and it is impossible to kill myself who has thousands of incarnations at this moment.

Yes, the mist is so gloomy that every wisp of mist and every particle of dust is equivalent to an opportunity to start over.

It’s all life!

What kind of sword should it be that can ignore all laws, transform everything, destroy all incarnations, and cut off the true meaning of oneself?

even!

At this moment, Xu Xiaoshou returned to the forbidden magic and was trapped in his own self-consciousness of "being thin even though he was born".

How can he turn over?

How can you threaten yourself?

But it was also in this thought full of "impossibility" that Sui Yin stared at the young swordsman's eyes...

From being panicked, at a loss, to planning to give up.

To calmness, perseverance, and murderous intent!

Who gave him the confidence?

Sui Yin couldn't get the answer. In his demonic state, he had too many influences.

There were so many that he couldn't even notice that the ancient books under the young man's feet had brought him all kinds of abnormal changes.

Until even though the sky is thin and restrained, the sky will not tolerate me, and I will go against the sky, and the voice full of rebellious attitude resounds.

That voice was so decisive and so wild that even the ancestor gods didn’t take it seriously:

"The sword energy sings wildly, and the galaxy is thirty thousand miles away."

"Why is the evil spirit dying? Why is the dragon roaring?"

…
To be continued...