C1452

It is often said that practice is against the sky, but this concept is really vague.

There are amazing talent, talent and wisdom of them, there are countless favored by heaven's son of heaven, so, what is going against the heaven.

Perhaps, this word is only a summary of a small number of people.

For example, the existence of black swordsmen.

Sword cut the sky, such a picture, destined to be handed down for ages.

It's terrible.

Countless people moved, held their breath and paid close attention.

In a flash, a few days passed.

I don't know how many times the sky was broken through, but it soon returned to normal.

God!

It is a terrible existence that can not be touched, but it is real. It formulates all the laws of the world, controls the order of all things, and measures the human world. Since ancient times, no one can live to the end who goes against the heaven.

Similarly, they also think that Li Yi is looking for death.

Gradually, the terrible picture calmed down. Li Yi's deep pupil showed fatigue. He held the Tu Xing and went down.

There is no Tao, no great realm of the unity of heaven and man. If there is no accident, his realm will end here.

It's a tragedy.

God cut off everything.

He couldn't feel the existence of Taoism.

God obliterates his future, he can not see hope, no light.

As time goes by bit by bit, the scene is always very calm, no one speaks, and they are all paying close attention to it. In addition to the cloud condensation in the high altitude, there is occasionally the sound of thunder and lightning cutting through the sky.

Another day.

He took a deep breath, and his tired eyes began to color.

After the next day.

He raised his head and opened his eyes. The corners of his mouth wriggled as if he were smiling, but the smile was ugly.

The third day.

He did smile.

Boom

The big world in the body suddenly shrouded out, everything changed, and the years passed. It was a vast land, with green mountains and green water, and everything except high-level living things.

This is the big world that he realized in his dream.

He began to absorb the Taoist Dharma from the great world, and began to integrate with that world to carry out a kind of empty and special practice.

There is no God, no Dharma, he has his own.

He wants to take a special road, this road, since ancient times, only one person has succeeded, that is, the green emperor who practices hegemonism.

He was also abandoned by God, but he built a big self, opened the legendary practice of "one flower, one world".

Pen!

In the twinkling of an eye, his breath became more and more intense, and there was a trend of breaking nine days.

Thick reincarnation flooded his whole person, even began to extend to the sky.

In the past, now, and future, three kinds of aoyiqiqi erupted, like a tsunami.

It's a terrible picture.

No one can understand why those who have been abandoned by God can still unite Taoism?

What kind of practice is that?

He is so stubborn, so stubborn and terrible.

Boom

He was completely integrated with the big world, and the harmony between heaven and man was perfect. The Taoism of the holy land flooded him, and the samsara was shaking and conveying a kind of meaning violently.

Li Yi laughed, but then solidified with a smile. His face gradually became cold and ferocious. He looked at the sky and roared: "I am the black swordsman."

Pen!

On the sky, an invisible big hand clapped down. It was the will power of heaven to destroy him.

Li Yi is a roar again, the Tu Xing in the hand does not hesitate to cut in the past.

But at this time, deep in the boundless mountains, there was a snow-white knife light cut over. It was extremely deep. The sword was powerful, and a large mountain area was destroyed.

Pooh!

The speed of the knife light is very fast. In the blink of an eye, he has no time to react. He is cut into the body and pulls out a series of blood.

The eye pupil of the true Dragon God medicine shrinks, showing an astonishing murderous spirit.

Li Yi opened his eyes again and looked at the direction. He saw an old man who was not tall. He was also wearing ancient armor and holding an ancient bronze knife, but it was half broken. There was a strange mark on the handle, which was very vague and could not be seen clearly.

What's terrible is that even the great power of reincarnation can't be driven away by the sword light, which can only be suppressed.

His heart sank and he said, "king of war?"

The visitor did not speak, his eyes were muddy and terrible, just like the dark abyss, unfathomable. He came here step by step, and after seven or eight breaths, he approached.

Under the faded armor, there is a face full of wrinkles. Unlike the ordinary old man, his face is covered with ancient words.This is a strange person.

Li Yi took a deep breath and tried to adjust her state. She immediately frowned.

The sword light cut into the body is full of corruption. It is a kind of decay from the depths of hell. It seems to dissolve everything in the world. It is terrible.

The power of samsara cannot be suppressed, and together with the power of immortality, it can only be alleviated.

Pen!

Boundless sky, is an invisible big hand to clap into here.

At the same time, the old man also made a move. It was still like the light of a knife. It was deep, vast and thick. It submerged the sky and chopped at Li Yi, Tao and law, heaven and earth, truth There's all kinds of power, all kinds of confusion.

It's a terrible picture.

You know, he is only a person, but he has to face the killing of God, but also to face the hand of a quasi emperor.

Li Yi roared with his mouth open, his hair shawl disorderly, and a thick black light was cut out, and his magic power was also breaking out. However, the killing of the heaven and earth had fallen down, and his magic power could not be performed as expected.

What's more, the sword of emperor Zhun has been cut into here.

With a whiff, the knife fell from his shoulder, gurgling blood, and an arm flew out.

He turned pale and retreated.

Boom

God's killing did not dissipate, and it directly shocked down, weighing hundreds of millions of Jun, pressing his body into the deep soil.

Not far away, people held their breath and did not blink.

Guan, Mo, Lin, Yi

Four words, as heavy as Mount Tai, came out from the direction of the pit.

Hum!

Another sword cut through the sky, cut into the sky, and even to the emperor to be not far away. Then, a black figure came out of the pit.

The black cloak, the black cape, the black plain clothes, and the existence like an altar, with a coffin on it.

His perception of heaven and earth was strengthened by his sense of protection of the six dharmas.

It was the first time he felt it. He felt the throb.

Open his eyes, reincarnation emerged, as if to see time and years, a wave of big hand, black gush out, that is his way, not belong to God's way, only belong to him.