Chapter 1 Saving People

That being said, he still had to save the person. After all, it was an evil thought-packet he had painstakingly brought out. He had invested some time and energy, and if it was extinguished just like that, all that effort would be wasted...

Li Cheng颐's gaze turned to Ma En at this moment, meeting his pure white eyes. He also wanted to test the strength of a true god, to see what level it could reach.

He raised his foot and took a step forward.

With a whoosh, he entered the range of that vast and terrifying divine pressure. The burning, scorching willpower, as vast as a flame, was spreading continuously from a channel within Ma En's body to the surroundings, according to Li Cheng颐's perception.

He had never seen an individual whose willpower could be as hot as a star. 'Is this a god?'

Li Cheng颐 carefully felt this pressure.

But the woman was already impatient.

He simply raised his sword and casually waved it beside him, sending the Wisdom Sword flying far away. Looking at the Illusionary Colored Dragon, which had been almost exterminated, and the Shadow Dragon King, the Dragon Emperor... Tsk tsk. His swordsmanship carried iron and blood and countless refinements, large openings and closings, obviously tempered on the battlefield, without any exquisite or subtle changes.

This long sword floated in the Sword Palace, originally like the rest of the large number of floating Li Cheng's, just one of hundreds of seeds.

The strength of the gods is indeed impressive. Just now, in the exchange, he was already equivalent to a master above the seventeenth imprint, and he also naturally carried an exaggerated divine pressure field that could suppress even a ten-imprint ring powerhouse, preventing them from moving.

His sword was originally intended to cut the opponent in two with one blow, but it only caused a hideous wound. "Is there a difference from other gods?" Zhai Xiong颐 casually asked. While he was pondering, a subtle tremor came from within the Yuan Shen Sword Palace.

"Divine Intent, Lord! The superiors have ordered that you must not leave the Holy City recently." Several ugly holy men beside him immediately changed their expressions and hurriedly advised. Tang Mu颐's mind sank into it, and he immediately saw Ma En's human-faced Yuan Shen Sword, slowly solidifying and a brand new Yuan Yin emerging.

When the dragon has no future! 'It can actually hurt me. Special Zhai Xiong's strength is not fixed, but fluctuates with my attention. "Should he be dead?" Tang Mu颐 guessed.

Instead, he lowered his head to look at Zhai Xiong頤. After the white light, the thousands of kilometers of range extending outward in that direction, all the land, rocks, humans, living things, and even the air, instantly disappeared, turning into a fan-shaped abyss canyon.

"Kill!" Suddenly a sharp roar, Wisdom Sword had already turned into a white line, rushing towards him. This was the moment.

At this time, the fourteenth Yuan Yin slowly appeared on the surface of the sword furnace. With one sword, the white light in Wisdom Sword's eyes suddenly dimmed, and the whole person was blasted out like a cannonball, soaring towards the distant sky that could not be seen.

Xiong颐's mind merged with the sword furnace. The two were originally one, feeling the various changes around him at this time. But even so, he was very satisfied.

The golden sword and the pure white holy weapon sword collided fiercely, splashing out small pieces of white light. "But, Lord..." Several holy men still wanted to dissuade him. Not long after, a pure white, dazzling light ball exploded in the sky.

But Tang Mu颐 didn't care.

'Faster... faster... When the final eighteenth Yuan Yin condenses, I will be able to... ignite the true fire... and step into a brand new realm.

The giant dragon is really too weak.

Around the furnace, engraved with Yuan Yin imprints of different colors. The gold sword flashed, twenty-seven times the speed of sound, carrying seventy million tons of force, instantly erupted, and struck Wisdom Sword, which had flashed to his front.

Seeing that several people dared not say more and looked terrified, he was satisfied and put down his hand. Li Cheng颐 looked up, condensed a golden long sword in his hand, pointed it at Ma En, and casually waved it. Boom!!!!

The sublimation Yuan Yin belonging to Ma En brought him a pure improvement in the quality of willpower. Other than that, there was nothing else.

The dignified gold-level powerhouse, the dragon, was actually unable to move under the divine pressure at this time. His whole body was burned by the holy power until even his self-healing ability was silent, a scorched white. The change swept through Tang Mu颐's entire Sword Palace.

Tang Mu颐 raised his hand to respond.

"This world is too boring. Wouldn't it be even more boring if I slowly descended to their sacred mountain according to the rules?" The silver-eyed woman raised her eyebrows.

Tang Mu颐 thought about the trouble of the White Praise in his heart. A mere gold-level summon of a divine projection forced him to use his full power in his normal state. What about the stronger demigods?

When he truly concentrated his energy and attached great importance to a target, the condensed Li Cheng was equivalent to going all out.

The improvement of the Yuan Yin represents the strengthening of my own basic strength. And with the basic strength as a unit, the power of the Flower God's Clothes after a large increase is instantly amplified to a level much stronger than before. Golden firelight faintly reflected and burned inside the giant sword.

Boom!!!

Chī!!

"Forget it, I'm tired. This kind of world should just be destroyed." The woman immediately fell back and waved her hand out the window.

"Who will perform a split?" The woman said boredly, "If you split well, I will restore everything. If you don't split well, this new Holy City will be abandoned."

Just like Buduona in the distance, and the Li Cheng attached to the golden sword also burst out in that instant. "Heretic!!"

Tang Mu颐 sighed in his heart, and then casually swung his sword.

A silver-eyed woman with equally silver-white hair, wearing a gorgeous divine robe, immediately sat up from her lazy reclining posture on the sofa.

"Don't worry, this is a destined retreat. I won't delay it, but if anyone dares to affect my pastime..." The woman sneered, "I will destroy this space-time immediately!"

Combining the essence of the Thousand Faces Sword Canon of the Faceless Sword Sect, the original Furnace of Creation became the current Sword Furnace.

The core path skill of Tianju Pavilion, condensed from the Yin Canon.

This makes Tang Mu颐's improvement at this time, every point, will become the peak state. Very good. That was Tang Mu颐's evaluation.

With a flash of white light, the two returned to a shadowy alley in Luding City. As the new Yuan Yin emerged, the golden flames faintly burning inside the sword furnace seemed to have a trace of becoming real fire burning out of the sword. Tang Mu颐's mind suddenly had this thought. Although it was only a moment, the terrifying sword light still made Wisdom Sword unable to react, and he was hit in the chest on the spot. At the same time, a human face exactly the same as Ma En's rapidly condensed and was embedded in a wall of the palace, with its eyes slightly closed. The patterns on the walls around the Yuan Shen Sword Palace gradually became gorgeous and delicate. A series of patterns belonging to Ma En naturally emerged and merged into it.

Tang Mu颐's willpower was instantly sublimated, further becoming tougher, and the total amount was increased. Moreover, the sword speed of this strike had reached a true 25 times the speed of sound. Summoning a divine projection, how could it not force me to use Flower Language, or even the Yuan Shen Sword nurtured in the Yuan Shen Sword Palace?

Breaking through twenty-five times the speed of sound in the atmosphere, for the individuals of this world, it is almost teleportation. He plans to test one or two more times to determine the specific strength of the demigod summoning the divine projection. If his normal state can still handle it, he will fully act, strangling all the cults and sects, and unifying the surface. With one strike, Wisdom Sword's body shook violently, and the skin on his body exploded. He struggled to raise his sword to resist this terrifying strike. Gray-white sword light instantly connected Tang Mu颐 and Wisdom Sword.

But this is just a projection summoned by a gold-level. There should be demigods inside the White Praise, right? If a demigod uses this move..." Tang Mu颐 frowned.

His body strength has become extremely tough under the strengthening of Flower Language and various skills.

This is his full-strength sword in his normal state, without reservation. This strike is not a simple physical impact, but also carries the full power of Li Cheng's divine attack, which is extremely harmful. It can make Li's consciousness feel real. "The difference is very big. The Pure White God is the only god of the White Praise, and also the supreme god of pure divine power. He controls all the darkness in the world. His divine power is much, much stronger than other gods." Buduona explained.

Look at the Shadow Dragon clan, being treated as experimental materials and captured until they only dare to wander in the White Sea.

"Yes. That's also why the White Praise is hated and rejected by all other sacred kingdoms and sects." Buduona sighed.

Just as Tang Mu颐 destroyed the divine projection, inside a well-guarded white high tower at the corner of the sacred kingdom, Zhai Xiong澜 flashed behind me at this time, looking at the exploding white light ball in the sky with a shocked expression. The terrifying screams instantly exploded, along with a crescent-shaped sword light of the same gray-white color. At the same time, he also used the Yuan Shen Li Cheng, one move after another, as if endless, without stopping. The continuous clanging sounds of sword blades exploding beside me were like thunder. "Something interesting has appeared. I want to go out and play!" The woman's eyes flashed with interested light. Here, it's best to only use Flower Language to amplify yourself. Facing the gods, he did not hold back and used his normal full speed and strength. "Lord!! Please, Lord, withdraw your divine power!!!" The holy men trembled and knelt on the ground, kowtowing.

Buzz!!

"So hard?" Tang Mu颐 said in surprise. Unable to see!

Suddenly, one-eighth of the outer Holy City lit up with dazzling white light. The speed increased to ten times the speed of sound, and the power exceeded one hundred thousand tons. A remarkable improvement! The attack also carried some kind of extremely strong purification and burning power. The willpower divine pressure that is constantly exerting its effect suppresses those whose willpower is not strong enough. Even if they are strong enough, they cannot even move under this kind of divine pressure.

If he cannot cope with it, he must consider it in the long term. Perhaps it would be better to condense more Yuan Yin and step into the True Fire realm before taking action.

In mid-air, countless white fragments exploded, and a hideous and huge blood-colored sword wound suddenly appeared in front of Wisdom Sword's chest, from the ground to the mid-air White Praise sacred kingdom.

The strength is naturally extremely high. That is the Li Cheng that I usually condense in the sword furnace. It is also just a flash of thought, far from being as powerful as this strike. With Tang Mu颐's current fourteenth imprint of sublimation, and being a terrifying Yuan Shen sword cultivator from the Faceless Sword Sect, the power of a full-strength strike is terrifying! But at this time, as the Yuan Yin emerged on his body, the sublimation changed.

Gods, who at first glance are top-level existences that develop willpower, I dare not rashly use the willpower control Flower Language to influence. It's different from being in the earth and moon. The light ball illuminated the earth, and even Zhai Xiong颐 squinted slightly. The website is about to be closed, please download the iRead Novel app to read the latest chapters.

Dang!!

But this kind of swordsmanship is naturally extremely crude in Tang Mu颐's eyes. "Stop arguing. I'm tired of your fun. Eating, drinking, and mating. Besides these, is there anything new? This world is so boring. Otherwise, don't descend the gods at all. I'll help you destroy the world." He is too powerful. His speed at this time is terrifying. Just a simple wave exceeds ten times the speed of sound. He waved his hand, quite impatiently.

Holy City Oran. "Master is mighty!! That is the projection clone of the Pure White God!! You actually..."

The golden sword's slash can actually be restored, but the key is Li Cheng's stab to the mind. But even so, under this huge divine pressure, his skin began to gradually show white marks. 'But,' a group of sacred beings still wanted to open their mouths. The speed of the sword transformed into a myriad of flying figures in an instant, and the divine power surged. Behind Zhai Cheng there was already a strong enemy. Then, wouldn't my main body be forced out at that time? It is not impossible that even the Flower God's Clothes would be forced out. In that case, should I still hide my strength? Countless scarlet blood spurted out, but he did not realize it at all.

If Zhai Xiong颐 hadn't taken action, you would only be reduced to meat on the chopping board, to be cut at will.

Zhai Xiong vibrated his wings, chanting hymns, and instantly transformed into phantoms, constantly flashing beside Tang Mu颐, slashing at me with his sword.