Eternal Taoist King

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Seeing that the space crack below had reached the maximum, but Song Ning could not even lower his head. At this time, it seemed that he had countless silk threads around him to bind it completely. Now he put all his hopes on Xiaofen On his body, but Xiao Fen didn't move at all.

"Xiaofen!" Song Ning's hoarse voice shouted again.

The Burning Sky Sword trembles, just as the Burning Sky Sword trembles, it seems that between heaven and earth is silent at this moment.

It seems as if there is no wind, no water, no people, no creatures in this world.

Everything seemed to stop in the world, especially the kind of invisible silk thread that was restraining Song Ning was also fixed at this moment.

Song Ning, who was struggling at the moment, suddenly calmed down. At this moment, he even forgot who he was.

For a moment, although there was only such a moment, everyone stopped at this moment, even the monks hundreds of thousands of miles away.

In the sky, Song Ning ’s body began to glow. To be precise, this light was not emitted by Song Ning, but rather the Burning Sky Sword. The light above Burning Sky Sword was strong. At this moment, even the blazing sun in the sky was overshadowed. In people's eyes, Song Ning is now in a dazzling flame.

The flame heart is ice blue, and the outer flame is blood red. Outsiders cannot see exactly what is happening inside the flame, but can see that the space around the flame begins to twist, like a vortex.

The sky was stirred by the flame, sometimes turning blood red, and sometimes ice blue, the vortex slowly circling, and the flame in the center of the vortex became stronger and stronger.

"Burn the sky ..." The black wind trembling in the distance desperately wanted to see the scene, and he flinched back and forth when he blurted out, revealing a horror as if he saw the end of the world in his eyes.

Burning the sky, burning the sky sword can really be regarded as a total of three types of magic, and this burning sky is the first type.

The Black Wind once experienced that era, knowing the prestige of burning the sky. At that time, the sky was broken, and the sky shattered, and the sky appeared at first glance. Even the sun star could not be seen above the sky. This is not the true power of burning the sky. As soon as the sky burns out, the sky will slowly burn, as if the flame ignited a piece of paper, but the sky burns very slowly, just being a person every day When you wake up and see the sky, you will find that it is much less than the previous day. This feeling of facing the end is the most frightening.

Burning the sky, enough to destroy the entire demon domain, and even the Orchid Continent!

If it is only destruction, only destruction, only murder, then the black wind will not be so terrible at this moment, and will not care, because he now cares about Song Ning, not other things, but things are not so simple, burning the sky The power is powerful, but not everyone can show it, and it is costly to want to show it.

"Burn the sky sword, burn the sky?" Xiao Ke puzzled.

The black wind trembled: "Burn the sky, the price of the show ... too big, too big ..."

"What ?!" Xiao Ke seized the black wind subconsciously: "What price? What will happen to the master?"

Black Wind shook his head: "I don't know the specifics, but the price is too high."

It's not that Black Wind doesn't say it, but Black Wind does not know. He just heard that he would have to pay a huge price for the spell, but he didn't know what the price was. Xiao Ke wanted to continue to ask, but suddenly The sky shook, and Xiao Ke's body shook violently.

Burning the sky sword was lifted high by Song Ning, and at this moment Song Ning was like holding a round of the sun.

The monks looked up at Song Ning, and in shock, everyone had already escaped. If they did not escape at this moment, it would be death.

A small half of the demon domain was enveloped in this vortex. The monks' minds were beating with the vortex circling in the sky. Before they thought that the end was coming, they thought that Song Ning's slaughter had already been regarded as the disaster of their demon domain, but Now it seems that the previous ones are simply pediatrics.

A breath of death came from the sky, they always felt that the sky would shatter in the next moment.

In the sky, Song Ning's tightly closed eyes opened.

In this world, there was no wind, but the force was too strong, and it set off a strong wind.

In this world, there was no rain, but no matter how strong the force collided, it caused a heavy rain.

It's just that this wind is emitted from the Burning Sky Sword and contains the roaring winds of countless souls, and that rain is the transformation of countless blood into blood rain.

The power that bound Song Ning began to crack like countless silk threads were burned, and Song Ning's body gradually recovered his freedom, but when he wanted to look down at the crack below, he suddenly felt a ratio in the sky. The force before it squeezed his body.

"You want to see, I will not let it go, die, die for me!" The distant voice fell into Song Ning's ears inexplicably, the monk's hands changed hundreds of thousands of miles away, and the technique continued to spread. The entire Orchid Continent is under his control. How can he be broken by such a kid for so many years?

In the demon realm, above mid-air, within the **** wind and blood rain, Song Ning's long hair fluttered, and he looked up at the sky, and his **** eyes flashed the meaning of killing the sky: "If the sky blocks me, I will burn the sky, and you, you what!"

Between the words, Song Ning suddenly exerted force, and there was a burst of pain in his body, but at this time he was burning a **** flame. The flame was more prosperous under Song Ning's vigour, burning around, Song Ning's body instantly When freedom was restored, he suddenly waved his hand and burned the sky sword to the sky.

At this moment, Song Ning felt the endless resistance. This resistance seemed to be vigorously slammed into the quagmire, but he could feel that now his own blow was not into the quagmire, but fell on countless silk threads. These silk threads were the 'space' that controlled him before.

The monk felt horrified hundreds of thousands of miles away. At this time, he seemed to be able to feel the murderous opportunity from Song Ning's heart, and even feel the power of the sky-burning sword.

"Impossible, impossible! How could the power of the sky burn through hundreds of thousands of miles? Impossible, absolutely impossible!" The monk shouted, and took out a few pills with his hands, he threw the pills in his mouth , The surface of the body seemed to be creeping, but at the same time his strength increased again.

The endless power of rules turned into silk threads and swelled to Song Ning. When Fen Tianjian cut a thread, two filaments appeared. These silk threads wrapped around Fen Tian Jian and also hit Song Ning's body. In an instant, Song Ning His body was deformed by these countless silk threads, the blood mist exploded, but Song Ning ’s strength was a bit heavier ...