Chapter 682

Mu Shaojun stepped forward and the glass in his eyes bloomed.

In an uproar, the spirit power in the body poured into the Tiandi sword.

The spirit of the sword is surging all over the world, and the friars on the silent sea are moved by it, showing a look of horror.

"Chop!"

Mu Shaojun spat out a word, and then the sword of the emperor of heaven fell.

The overwhelming sword will instantly condense and turn into a powerful sword, which will be cut down like the creation of heaven and earth.

The more meteorites burst, the stronger the sword will be.

Cut it with one sword.

The eyes of the emperor of calamity all shrank slightly, and his so-called Dao of calamity was totally vulnerable in front of this sword.

Bang!

The sword awn turned into pieces, but the sword awn, which was formed by thousands of sword ideas, was still chopped to the disaster emperor.

Drink!

When the disaster happened, the emperor murmured and waved his embroidered robe. Suddenly, an unparalleled spirit power rolled out and swept everything.

All of a sudden, the sword was dissolved.

But staring at Mu Shaojun, the eyes of disaster God became dignified. This was the first time that he felt a threat from a younger generation.

"How can there be such a genius in the lower world, or is it from the fairyland?"

He was filled with wonder.

In his view, the aura of the lower world is so dirty that it can't be compared with the heaven.

Such as Mu Shaojun, it's hard for heaven to produce an evil in ten thousand years, and he will cultivate it.

"Not bad. It can block the sword."

A voice interrupted his thoughts.

Then he saw Mu Shaojun looking at him faintly. His pupils were not sad or happy. The meaning of the sword on the Heavenly Emperor's sword suddenly rose and soared up. The spirit of the sword ran through the sky.

"Second sword, can you stop it?"

Voice down!

The second sword has been wielded, and the sword is as powerful as a rainbow. The whole world forms a sword field, which is surrounded and killed by the disaster God.

"Are you the descendant of jiantianjun?"

The emperor was surprised.

Feel the sword Qi from the sword field.

In his influence, there is only the legendary figure in heaven, jiantianjun.

This is a great emperor. Even if he is in front of him, he has to avoid three points.

It is said that when jiantianjun was born, there was a strange phenomenon of wanjian worshiping. From then on, he practiced his sword and sang all the way, which made him famous in heaven.

No one in heaven can stop him.

Those who build swords in heaven also respect the king of swords.

"No way!"

Soon, the disaster God denied this idea in his heart.

Jiantianjun is not a person of the earth immortal world, but a person of Tianjun in Ziwei imperial court.

How is it possible for the people in the land collection fairyland to be descendants and teach such a terrible Kendo magic power.

"You are too presumptuous, junior."

When the sword Qi comes, the disaster God rebukes him angrily. His whole body is full of spiritual power, and his body is extremely black and shining.

Boom!

With one hand, a seal appears to block Mu Shaojun's sword.

However, the second sword of Mu Shaojun can not be compared with the first sword.

The sword domain is blocked, the sword will kill!

WOW!

The voice of the sword's catharsis is resounding throughout the world.

The sword cuts directly on the palm print.

The palmprint shows great power and seems to destroy the sword field in front of it.

At that moment, the spiritual power in his body had been stimulated to the extreme. At the same time, all kinds of Taoist magic were played.

However, under the sword, the seal was cut like tofu.

The disaster emperor's face suddenly became extremely ugly.

I didn't expect to be like this.

It's like a thousand troops are killed.

Disaster God not from bite teeth, retreat.

However, as soon as he took a step, he saw that a touch of sword had fallen.

Bang!

The sword directly hit him on the chest and sent him flying nearly 1000 meters.

There was a striking sword mark on his chest.

One side of the neon ice already shocked speechless, face shocked looking at this scene.

I can't believe it. With only two swords, the unbearable disaster emperor was sent back, leaving such a scar on his body.

"How could he be so strong?"

Ni Bing looks at Mu Shaojun stupidly. It's hard to accept in her heart.

As a mole ant in the lower world, it is a miracle that he can defeat their six heavenly kings, plus a hundred superior spirit emperors.

But this miracle is still continuing, even the God of disaster has fallen behind.

"Mu Tian Di, who are you? It's just a lower bound. How can you cultivate such a monster? "

Cold light flashed in the eyes of the disaster God. However, before he finished speaking, he saw Mu Shaojun step out and step on the void“ A passing emperor. "“ The third sword The voice fell. See him silently cut out the third sword, in front of the Star River are then split, cold breath like debris flow, from these cracks out. All over the sky, the sword completely covers the whole world. The killing power of the sword blockade once again shrouded in the body of the disaster God“ It's just a mole ant in the lower boundary. It's too presumptuous! " The blue veins burst out on the face of the disaster God, and his anger reached the extreme. I've heard of the madness of Mu Tian Di for a long time, but now I see it with my own eyes, I know that the madness of the other side is far beyond his imagination“ God kill In his eyes, his killing intention burst out, and his two fingers were together. The killing force that existed between heaven and earth instantly gathered together, and one finger blasted away. With one finger, the killing intention was terrible. Wujihai set off a tsunami of death, and a more powerful momentum than before rose to suppress the whole scene.