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In a very long time, the three gods, refers to the heaven, earth and man. Only when the three gods are in one, can we achieve great success.

In the post era, the three gods are a person's spiritual will power, physical body and realm.

Li Yi's spiritual will power has been very strong, and he has entered a state of invincibility, and his physical body has been greatly completed, as for the realm The great holy land, one step ahead, is the emperor to be.

For many people, the realm of emperor Zhun is far away and inaccessible. It is also a gap between emperor and Emperor.

I don't know how many people's steps are blocked by this gully.

The quasi emperor of ordinary people is only the quasi emperor. His quasi emperor represents Dacheng.

At this moment, the spirit, the spirit, the body, and the realm are all in one. He seems to see the dust, wandering soul, countless Taoist Dharma, dense air, aura and so on

I'm invincible.

His breath wave more and more powerful, eyes become incomparably deep, open that moment, as if through the ages.

Sword.

The great tower stood up, and the black sword fell down, drowning his whole person.

The smell

Everyone was shocked at this moment, and even the Sanwei God's eyes were dignified.

Lin Yifan is awe inspiring, the pupil of an eye shrinks: "he is greatly accomplished."

How long has it been since I entered the realm of quasi emperor?

The atmosphere of the whole scene solidified, people were shocked, and a great wave was set off in their hearts.

The black swordsman is a great success. Yes, he is stepping into that terrible state. The invincible breath wave fills the sky, forcing people's mind and reviving like a demon.

Dacheng black swordsman, three gods in one, essence, spirit, body, realm

Whoa!

In nothingness, a vague figure came over and said with a smile, "you have finally come to this step."

Zhou, are you still alive?

Li Yi opened her mouth slightly.

Yes, the vague figure is Zhou. Unfortunately, Zhou has already fallen. Now it is just a wisp of consciousness.

Zhou said again, "I'm relieved to see you come to this stage." As the words fell, his figure faded away.

However, it was soon a tall figure condensed out.

Li Yi choked: "father."

The figure laughed but did not speak, but his eyes were filled with joy.

Li Yi said again: "I found my mother, she is very good."

He still did not speak. His vague figure, just showing a dozen or so breaths, began to dissipate. Unlike Zhou's cohesion, he was just an obsession in Li Yi's heart.

When the wind blows here, the battlefield is frozen and eternal, and time seems to be stagnant.

Li Yi thought of the past, bit by bit, including old friends and enemies before years, and so on. Finally, he calmed down again. All his breath was introverted and returned to the ordinary, just like an ordinary person.

He laughed.

In the last twenty years, it was a great success. Happiness came suddenly.

But soon his smile froze, his eyes fell on Sanwei's body and said, "I have a sword."

Hum!

The sword sound of the Tu Xing reverberates in the sky, which has not dissipated for a long time.

With a big wave of his hand, he clenched the Tu Xing, opened his eyes, and walked towards Sanwei step by step. At this moment, the powerful breath erupted like a volcano.

"Are you afraid of death?"

"You're scared. I see the fear in your heart."

"I am the black swordsman."

At the last roar, he rushed to the sky, and the black sword was cut off directly. It was nihility, extinction, powerful and terrible, just like a sword cut by a demon God, and like a sword from heaven.

Such a sword represents too much, condenses his understanding of Kendo and his invincible willpower.

As soon as the pupils of Sanwei's eyes congealed, the dead flame quickly burned out.

Li Yi's face was cold, and she snapped, "Shengqi has never killed you. That's because your existence is related to this world. But I'm not afraid. I'm not Shengqi. Even if the heaven and earth die down, I'll kill you."

In the last great war of the age of gods, no one knows that victory seven finally let go. Yes, he gave up the fight, but in exchange for endless killing, and finally a terrible curse.

The curse has been with the black swordsman for a long time.

When a thousand years later, the swordsman opened his eyes again. Who can remember their names?

Only a thousand years of life.

Anger with the intention of killing the gods, invincible will power burning, directly put out the God's flame, cut into his body.

With a whiff, the body of the God was taken out by the powerful force and smashed into the ground.

People were shocked.

Pen!

Above the void on the left, the protoss's strong hand came out, and a terrible big hand clutched it down.In the vast land, Qin Meng opened his eyes, and the sword of common people in his hand cut into the sky without hesitation. He said, "if the whole world is dark, then there must be my sword. It will shine on the sky."

Elegant sword posture, dancing up, like a dancer, also like a beautiful flower bud in the breeze beating.

But it is such a beautiful sword that blocks the steps of the powerful Protoss.

On the other hand, the powerful of the imperial clan also wanted to fight, but was blocked by Lin Yifan.

As for the people in Dayun swamp, they did not show up, perhaps because they sensed something unusual and did not act rashly.

The sword spirit poured down thousands of miles, and his invincible willpower was confused. In this battlefield, his Taoism and his power were like countless towering Mount Tai, which oppressed the battlefield and gods.

As before, there was fear in the God's heart.

But Li Yi is not Shengqi. He has no mercy in his eyes, only killing. Facing the gods at this moment, his anger and killing intention burn out.

His second shot was still the Jiutian sword technique, which was familiar and frightening, and the irresistible spirit, Weili, chopped into his body.

The God laughed, but the smile was full of cold and ferocious. He roared: "black swordsman, you make me angry."

Hum!

The third sword fell without hesitation.

Li Yi said coldly, "are you afraid of death?"

Dacheng black swordsman is close to the emperor. In addition to his present state, he is almost invincible. In his eyes, the God is just a word.

Not far away, the boy in white whispered: "something is wrong."

Zhu Ziyu looked at him: "the elder has become a great success. If you become emperor, where is wrong?"

"His state, too ethereal, and I feel a wave of magic breath."

The body of the black swordsman is possessed of magic. If the evil nature reaches a certain degree, it will break out and become possessed.

In historical records, many black swordsmen fell in this way.

Zhu Ziyu opened his eyes wide: "you mean, the elder's Dacheng was prodded by the demonic nature?"