Chapter 764 Battle on the Sea

"Ah~"

With Jiang Huai's order.

The Overlord Sword in his hand suddenly became like a wild horse, first drawing a cold arc in the air.

Then,

it turned into a group of silver dragons, roaring and rushing towards the pile of divine weapons and sharp blades on the ground.

The speed was so fast, like the wind and lightning.

Wherever it passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, leaving a series of thin space cracks, and then quickly healed.

Because it was too sharp.

"Crack! Crack!"

Accompanied by a series of crisp metal collision sounds, those weapons and armors made of fairy gold and other rare metals were as fragile as paper under the sharp edge of the Overlord Sword, and then turned into a series of golden metal liquids. They were all easily swallowed by it and integrated into itself.

The whole process was extremely fast.

Mainly because the Overlord Sword was so anxious to swallow.

But the speed was the same.

In the surging light, the body of the Overlord Sword gradually expanded in the process of swallowing, the silver light became more dazzling, and the breath was palpitating.

After devouring for a long time, the mountain-like divine weapons and armors were almost gone, but the Overlord Sword was still not satisfied. It hovered above the remaining armors, like a greedy king, patrolling his territory and selecting the best "food" one by one.

The remaining weapons and armors trembled and made a buzzing sound. The divine weapons were all spiritual, but they were not afraid, but excited, the excitement of devoting themselves to their king.

For them, it was not the end, but they would become a part of our king and coexist with our king.

When the last weapon was devoured, the Overlord Sword shook violently, making a crisp sound, and then stopped with satisfaction.

Looking around.

The Overlord Sword, which was originally as thin as a cicada's wing, became more transparent, almost becoming a ball of clear light.

The cold light emanated from the blade, covering an unknown area of ​​thousands of miles, and a solemn and murderous atmosphere.

Jiang Huai nodded silently.

Then, with a thought, he directly put away the Tyrant Sword and stored it in his internal organs.

After doing all this, Jiang Huai suddenly looked up at the boundary sea that was even within reach.

The boundary sea was boundless, like another unimaginable world overturning towards the fairyland. For the existence of the fairyland, it was within reach.

Of course, the human world could not see the boundary sea, and could only hear the rolling and terrifying sound of waves.

At this moment.

In the depths of the boundary sea, an unprecedented collision was taking place, and there were rumbling noises everywhere.

The pressure of the emperor realm was raging, and it was simply turning the rivers and seas upside down.

Jiang Huai's sight directly penetrated the boundary wall of the fairyland, and fell on the center of the battle without anyone noticing.

However, when he saw the unparalleled green figure clearly, Jiang Huai was slightly stunned. Liu Shen had actually entered the quasi-emperor realm, and it seemed that he had a good foundation. He should have just entered this realm, but he could fight against the two dark quasi-emperors.

In the boundary sea.

The figure of Goddess Liu is slender and graceful, and the hem of her dress rustles, as if she has traveled through time and space for eternity. Every step she takes is on the veins of time, leaving behind a series of brilliant star tracks.

The black silk flutters lightly, reflecting the surging imperial power, as if the empress from the nine heavens has come to earth, and cannot be desecrated, looking directly at Emperor Cang and Emperor Yu in front of her.

"If your way is the great way of the world, then why don't the heavens and myriad worlds be dead and dull from the beginning?! Why do we need to give birth to all kinds of creatures?"

Goddess Liu's voice is cold and firm, like a lotus blooming in the eternal ice.

"If those wrong ants were not born, how could we, the pioneers who know the true path ahead, achieve the Great Dao?

You are stubborn and stubborn, and you don't accept my toast. I am just kind-hearted and want to bring you back to the right track. Not only have you fallen into the abyss for a long time, you have already entered the evil path and wasted so much time. You should be killed and sacrificed together!"

The long river of time rolled under the feet of Emperor Cang, and he spoke coldly across endless time and space.

His purple robe fluttered, and the purple air condensed in the sky, just like a round of unimaginable huge purple suns hanging on the left and right, and the emperor's brilliance was unprecedentedly bright.

"We practice to protect this world and let all spirits be at peace.

You regard killing as the way and regard life as grass. How do you know what the true Great Dao is?"

"You are the ones who should be killed!"

The God of Willow looked indifferent and stepped directly.

Three thousand kingdoms of gods surrounded him, radiating dazzling divine light, isolating the purple air from the sky. He was very straightforward, without any hesitation, to suppress the two dark quasi-emperors in front of him and put an end to the root cause of the turmoil in the heavens and the worlds.

"Hmph."

Emperor Cang and Emperor Hong snorted coldly, but their expressions were also solemn, no longer showing any contempt.

Although they had not yet fought, the opponent's soaring momentum had already made them quite afraid.

Those who could step into the realm of emperors were all the top talents in the world, and they had experienced countless battles. They would never make the low-level mistake of looking down on others. Those who made such mistakes would not have lived until now.

Emperor Cang's figure flashed, turning into a vast sword energy, rushing straight into the sky, with a sharp sword intent, as if it could cut off all the constraints in the world;

Emperor Hong formed seals with his hands, and his body was surrounded by endless primordial energy, which was the chaotic power before the universe was opened, enough to devour everything and return to nothingness.

The aura of Emperor Hong surged, transforming into a huge palm, pressing down on God Liu with an unstoppable force, its might was enough to make the stars tremble and time and space distort.

At the same time, the vast sword light also slashed towards God Liu, as if to create the world anew.

The two dark quasi-emperors attacked together, and the universe was shaking, as if it was about to explode directly. It was too exaggerated, and the sea of ​​​​boundaries could not bear it.

This is the most powerful force. Even if it only emits a little residual power, it can easily wipe out a large world.

The willow god is extraordinary and unparalleled in the world. The willow branches behind him stretched out from the void and turned into a chain of order gods like agate. They were green and sharp, able to penetrate everything and suppress Emperor Cang and Emperor Hong.

…

Jiang Huai did not wait for too long. From his perspective, it would be difficult to determine the winner among the three in a short time.

After all, the willow god is extraordinary. Even if he has just entered this realm, he can still compete with the two dark quasi-immortal emperors.

And he has just seen that in the long river of time, the future Ye Tiandi and the ruthless emperor are also coming to fight with Emperor Cang and Emperor Hong in other time and space.

This battle may continue until Shi Hao becomes an emperor.

Putting away his mind, Jiang Huai's eyes passed through the layers of sword lights and fell on the rising sun in the distance.

Ten huge furnaces were hanging in the sky. As soon as they came out of the mountain, they brought rolling heat waves and released thousands of feet of brilliance. On the other side of the fairyland, there was ice and snow, and the cold wind blew across the earth.

Like the secular world, the fairyland also has four seasons a year, but they do not appear alternately, but appear together in different areas of the fairyland.

It changes every hundred years.

Right now, the holy land is in scorching heat.

As for the village, it is naturally spring all year round.

Looking at the ten huge suns, Jiang Huai suddenly remembered that in the far east of the fairyland, there was a continuous and huge group of peaks, towering into the clouds, and among the peaks lived the Jinwu clan, which was second only to the ten evils.

Legend has it that after the strong men of the Jinwu clan fell, they would turn into the sun.

But...

Wouldn't ten suns burning the sky seem a bit too much?