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In the world of practice, there is also a kind of magical and strange power. This kind of power is very difficult to practice, and there is no certain direction. In history, there are not many people who can practice.

This power does not have the ability to attack, but it is far beyond everything.

According to historical records, the lowest achievement of those who practice this power is tai'a Huang Dao.

"Potential" and "domineering".

According to the legend, those who build "potential" will become a king, overlooking the world.

And those who practice "domineering" are those who have the posture of emperor.

The Marquis Xia turned to his side and said, "master, what is potential?"

The boy shook his head and whispered, "you don't understand it."

In ancient times, once someone cultivated "power" or "domineering power", that person would become the focus of cultivation in the holy land.

When that person grows up, he may become a contemporary God.

There is also a saying that the reason why the holy land is declining is that no one inherits their supreme skills, and the only condition for inheriting them is to cultivate one of these two magical powers.

After half a ring, the boy raised his head and looked into the depths of Penglai fairy mountain: "that door should also appear."

Boom!

Another person challenged the black swordsman. As a result, he was bombed out with one hand. Not only that, but also the intention of killing penetrated into the man's air sea.

The black swordsman even abolished him directly. You know, that man is a disciple of the Holy Land!

"Devil, you want to kill?" The voice of spiritual emptiness came again, cold and incomparable.

"This is Shenzhou, not hell."

"Let's go together and be a devil with him. What's the morality?"

"That's it." Young monks are full of gossip. They also know that they can't suppress the black swordsman only by their own strength. It's better to use this excuse to fight together.

Li Yi swept in front of her, and the corners of her mouth lifted.

Behind him, Qingyang couldn't help but shout: "have the ability to fight alone, what is group fighting?"

Zheng Zimu and Ning Xiaoqian looked at each other in silence.

Outside the forbidden area, all the powerful people of the big forces all showed a ghostly smile.

There were more than 20 young talents in the field, including Shen Mengchen, the eldest son of the Mo family, the Zhuge family, Kaiyang holy land, and Tianxuan holy land.

With such a strong lineup, can the black swordsmen survive once they join hands?

On the peak.

Xia Wu Hou could not help scolding: "this boy."

The young man said, "he did it on purpose."

Xia Wuhou was stunned: "how do you know?"

"From more than 20 battles, we can see that he is indeed honing himself, but now, this kind of tempering has ended."

He was also curious about how the black swordsman, who had cultivated "potential", would deal with the overall situation?

Li Yi looked behind her and said, "you should step back and leave here during the war."

Whoosh!

The breeze blows, brings the wisps of cool, but can not extinguish the tension in people's hearts.

Qingyang and others retreated one after another.

The scene quieted down in an instant.

Li Yi slowly raised his head and opened his eyes. In the depths of his eyes, the light flashed like stars. With a buzzing sound, he held the huge black sword tightly, like a general who was about to fight, standing on the edge of the battlefield, overlooking the killing of thousands of miles.

As if to see the endless bones, see the bloody hell, his eyes gradually become deep.

For a long time, he said, "I told you, how good it would be to be together."

Although they know that this sentence is humiliating to them, they have no way to refute it. In the face of such an ancient and powerful person, they have to join hands.

On the summit, the young man looked dignified and whispered: "he has noticed it, so he is eager to end the war."

Xia Wuhou was confused and wanted to ask, but he didn't dare to ask more.

Pen!

Someone made a move, and a bronze statue emerged from behind him. It was a vision. The statue opened its eyes and looked like a giant Buddha.

Then, some people used their magic power, and they put their hands hundreds of meters apart. On top of Li Yi's head, there were dark clouds, covering everything, more like a kind of blockade, to isolate him from the heaven and earth.

It has to be said that this man is very smart. He first cut off the relationship between Li Yi and heaven and earth. In this way, his consumption can not be replenished.

Boom!

The majestic fist technique is closely rolled.

Five fingers like a mountain, like an immortal monument falling.

There are also swords in bloom, extremely fierce, as if even the void can be cut.

More than 20 people at the same time, killing earth shaking, Rao is the little God King here, afraid is also difficult to deal with.

At this moment, everyone breathed and wondered how the black swordsman would face the robbery.Not far away, Zhou Yuanfang, who felt the fluctuation of the killing, was also numb in his scalp, and his heart was beating. He said secretly: this guy must be crazy.

Just as the killing was about to fall and everyone thought that the black swordsman was going to make a big move, he looked leisurely and felt a thick stack of ancient yellow paper from his arms.

No, it's a rune.

Seeing this scene, people were stunned.

Then, he laughed and waved his big hand. The spiritual power penetrated the talisman. At the moment when the talisman flew out, it exploded in an instant, and the power of Fu and Tao burst out, as if a meteorite from the sky fell into the land of gods and demons.

It's so dense that it's hard to count them. There's the roar of giant animals, the scream of demon birds, the clang of swords, the piercing sound of spears, and the simultaneous firing of ten thousand swords.

Two hundred four level talismans are enough. If 200 strong people of Tongtian realm attack at the same time.

Of course, it takes too much to activate 200 talismans at the same time. Even if he practices spiritual methods, he will feel exhausted and almost faint at the moment of activation.

This How?

More than 20 young geniuses were stunned. Outside the restricted area, everyone was stunned.

In their absence, the talisman has been killed, and the young genius's figure is flooded intensively, and then the voice of scream rises and falls.

A little stronger, a life-threatening burst out, weaker, on the spot by the talisman torn to pieces, and nearly half of the genius was severely damaged, no three or five months is afraid it can not be recovered.

When the power of Fudao dissipates, ten minutes have passed.

The whole scene was quiet again. People looked at the low figure of the black swordsman and suddenly felt towering.

Look at the front of the battlefield, fragmented, messy, genius dead, injured For the first time, I felt the horror of the black swordsman.

Hundreds of talismans.

Such pictures are rare even in the ancient times!

This requires a strong spiritual support, otherwise it is difficult to activate the talisman at the same time, and the second is to control and kill the enemy

"The eldest son of the Mo family is dead."

"The spirit of Qingyun sect is empty..."

"Several disciples of Tianxuan holy land also fell."

"My God!" People exclaimed.

This is a terrible ending.

Poof!

Suddenly, a mouthful of blood spurted out of the black swordsman. His face turned pale and his body was shaking. His mental energy was too much. He felt dizzy.