Villain: Whitewashing life, the queens turned against the water

Chapter 172: Invincible Sword Force, Unload Armor!!

In a bronze ancient mirror.

Right in that desert, next to that purgatory molten pool, Gu Changqing hugged the ancient bell in his arms and did not move for a long time.

At a certain moment, the firmament was torn open, and the gray-robed old man in the twilight suddenly appeared above the firmament.

The rich immortal divine thoughts erupted all around, suppressing everything in heaven and earth.

Gu Changqing slowly got up, and he stretched out his hand.

Xuanyuan Sword suddenly rushed into his hand.

At that moment, an extremely fierce killing aura erupted from the sword body.

The gray-robed old man’s eyes flashed with complexity, and he didn’t know what he was thinking.

Just about to make a move.

But his face suddenly stiffened.

I saw the man opposite with vicissitudes in his eyes, raised his sword, and suddenly cut out a sword.

Under the sword light, a sword qi erupted.

The sword qi is like a galaxy, extremely brilliant, magnificent, making the vast North Xuan Heaven and Earth suddenly brighten.

Heaven and earth suddenly exploded, time and space were shattered, Qiankun collapsed, and under one sword, the entire heaven and earth were split in two.

The sword light pierced through the long river of time and space, bombarding the distant long river of chaos, and at that moment, the entire chaos was boiling.

Chaotic qi burst out for hundreds of millions of miles, annihilating countless ancient stars, covering the sun and moon, and shaking the heavens.

At that moment, the heavens trembled.

This sword did not hurt anyone.

But even if the sword light is deep and chaotic, the terrifying sword momentum is still mighty.

The vast thirty-three heavens were all swallowed by this terrifying sword force.

Everyone felt a creepy feeling, and under that sword force, everyone felt like falling into an ice cave.

Whether it was the Great Emperor or the half-step immortal, the body froze.

That invincible existence, at this moment, in that sword moment, actually gave birth to a charm of wanting to surrender.

Overbearing, invincible, immortal, the mighty true intention of killing everything filled the entire Beixuan.

All souls are silent, and heaven and earth are silent.

After a sword, Gu Changqing made no other moves.

He put away the Xuanyuan sword, put away the funeral bell, and swept up the firmament, tore through the void and left.

No one dares to stop him, and no one can stop him.

Xuanyuan Ancestral Land, the old sword servant who had survived for an unknown number of years, stood there like that.

No one noticed that his legs were trembling gently.

Bronze ancient mirror outside.

Qunxiu’s expression was full of horror.

Even if he hadn’t personally felt it, he could feel the true intent of that sword cut through the bronze ancient mirror, and Qunxiu couldn’t help but feel terrifying in his heart.

The power of this sword is not mighty, but the true meaning.

Invincible and domineering!

As if to kill everything.

Under such a domineering true intention, even if heaven and earth have become bleak, even if it is heaven and earth, they all seem to surrender.

“In this heaven and earth, I am afraid that the only one who can cut out such a sword is the Heavenly Emperor, right?”

Some monks sighed with emotion, referring to the true meaning.

There are many people who can cut out such a might, but if you want to cut out this true intention that makes heaven and earth submit, it seems that since ancient times, only the demon of the Heavenly Emperor can be so domineering.

In addition, everyone was also amazed by the horror of the Xuanyuan Sword.

The ancient immortal artifact is an extremely terrifying existence.

Today, there are only three immortal artifacts witnessed by Qunxiu.

The burial bell was originally an imperial soldier, a descendant spirit, plus killing many great emperors, half-step immortality, contaminated with too many strong divine power, resulting in countless transformations, becoming a pseudo-immortal weapon, is a defensive treasure.

The bronze ancient mirror is the most precious treasure of suppression, once locked, even if it is in the same territory, it cannot break free from suppression, which is extremely terrifying.

Then there is this Xuanyuan Sword.

When the power of this first terrifying killing immortal weapon in heaven and earth was revealed in front of everyone’s eyes, everyone felt the horror of this sword.

The first killing immortal weapon in ancient times, it was terrifying.

In a bronze ancient mirror.

Gu Changqing stood proudly in the void.

Gaze at the endless dark night, your eyes twinkle.

“Come on!”

At a certain moment, a burst of drink sounded in his mouth.

The sea-like aura washed from heaven and earth, like a tidal wave, pouring into a baby spirit in front of him.

Gu Changqing used his great power to go against the river of time.

This divine soul, with its own essence and blood as a guide, is reversed into a life.

He grew limbs and grew a flesh.

It was a baby, a baby boy.

“Shh…”

This little creature cried and broke the quiet night.

Gu Changqing held the little baby, her expression was soft and her eyes were complicated.

“Your mother hopes that you can live a simple and happy life, and hopes that your life will be dull and you will not carry anything.”

“Dad will name you Gu Ping’an.”

Gu Changqing muttered.

In a trance, the cold and soft face flashed in my mind.

His eyes flickered, and his heart was stunned.

After a moment of silence, he tore through time and space and returned to the world of Kyushu

The sky is blue, like a satin spread of silk, and a few white clouds, like embellishments, make this blue silk more bright.

Under the Qilian Peak, a small river meanders and stretches for miles, flowing into the big river, and in the middle of this small river, there is also a small mountain village, where the mountains and waters are beautiful, like an idyllic address.

“Hey.”

“Huh.”

On the path between the mountains and forests, several little boys carried wooden swords upside down, bending over and running quickly, like rangers who were quickly moving in the dark.

From time to time, he would also wave a wooden sword, and his mouth would make a hey sound.

“Brother Ping’an, the wooden sword carved by Uncle Gu is really like ah, but it is much better than my father’s carving.”

The tiger-headed child was wrapped around a little boy in white clothes, about four or five years old.

With a look of envy, he also seemed to want the little boy’s father to carve a handle for him.

“That is!”

The little boy called Ping’an, holding a wooden sword, inserted his waist, looked proud of the handsomeness of this little boy, like the reincarnation of an immortal, handsome and boundless.

The pair of sword eyebrows are even more fierce, even if they are only a few years old, with a childish face, they look much more mature than children of the same age.

“In the future, I will fight the sword and go to the world.” As a swordsman, how can you do it without a good sword? ”

The little boy was proud and ambitious, and the eyes of the children around him rose with longing.

Just when the children were excited, the smoke of the mountain village was filled with smoke, and a call came from all homes.

“Okay, okay, it’s time to go home and eat six.”