Heaven-law Supreme System

The divine sword is shining with blazing white brilliance, billions of sword auras are rushing to kill, the endless majestic sword intent is permeated, the sword body is engraved with indefinite runes, each rune is like a whirlpool, swallowing everything in the universe Power, the divine sword Shenhui skyrocketed, and with a scream, he slashed the Chuxuan Tianling cover.

Chu Xuan was full of colorful clouds steaming, and hundreds of abnormal noises appeared, turning into a bright sea of ​​light, time and space were instantly frozen, and he saw the endless time and space force on his body, water waves rippling in the void.

Where the light wave passes, everything is frozen and cannot move.

However, Chu Xuan could only take one second.

However, one second was enough for him to kill the Sword Saint Hongmeng, he couldn't kill it, but he could also cause severe damage.

At this moment, the entire universe was frozen by Chu Xuan.

Chu Xuan directly grasped the Nine-Colored Divine Wheel, killing the Sword Saint Xianghongmeng.

Hongmeng Sword Saint found that he couldn't move his body, but he could see that Chu Xuan was holding the Nine-Colored Divine Wheel and smashed towards him, his liver and gallbladder cracked, cold sweat couldn't stop flowing.

Puff!

The Nine-Colored Divine Wheel fell directly from the Heavenly Spirit Cap of the Hongmeng Sword Saint, following the center line all the way to the end, directly splitting it in half.

After doing all this, in exactly one second, the Hongmeng Sword Saint gained the initiative of the body, and howling miserably, his body was split in half, and how could he be together in the void.

However, it is still unable to integrate perfectly. The traces of time and space force attached to the wound are eroding and corroding the power of blood and order that want to be in one place, blocking the opportunity of the Hongmeng Sword Saint to restore his true body. .

The Hongmeng Sword Sage was desperate and fearful in his heart.

With a scream, carrying a broken body, he blasted towards Chu Xuan.

Boom!

A big collision happened in an instant, Hongmeng Sword Saint didn’t have any reservations, and directly shook Chu Xuan’s body. The two had already collided for dozens of rounds in the blink of an eye, confrontation with magical powers, battle with secret techniques, power of order in the Three Thousand Dao. Against the force of time and space, it is like two universes colliding, endless fragments of the road are falling, fragments of order in the sky are flying, and blossoms of light and blood are scattered.

This time the confrontation didn't last long. It took only three seconds before and after, but it was extremely tragic. Chu Xuan was not in serious trouble, but it seemed like blood was churning, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

However, the Sword Saint of Hongmeng was miserable to the extreme. There was no trace of flesh and blood on the entire body, only a dense skeleton that was split in half. The skeleton was full of cracks, and the force of time and space was wandering. Some bones have been missing, have long since turned into dust in the collision, and no longer exist.

Among the skeleton, there were only two golden flames jumping in the eye sockets, and it was the remnant soul of the Hongmeng Sword Saint burning.

"Juggernaut!"

"Fellow!"

Dao Ancestor Qinglian and Dao Ancestor Golden Dragon yelled in horror, and a dome rose above their bodies at the same time. Blue flames were burning on Dao Ancestor Qinglian's body, and Dao Ancestor Golden Dragon was surrounded by nine dragon breaths and order. The divine dragon formed by the condensed chains exudes monstrous murder, making the universe tremble.

The edge of the universe was full of sorrows. At the moment when the Hongmeng Sword Saint was finished, all the monks in this universe were instantly mad, screaming, pointing at Chu Xuan and cursing.

Only Dao Zu Hongjun, calm to the extreme, without the slightest abnormality, his eyes rolled and his mouth slapped, but he didn't say a word.

Chu Xuan had a calm face, no sorrow or joy, no waves in his eyes, as if everything had nothing to do with himself, standing proudly in the sky, quietly looking at Dao Ancestor Qinglian and Dao Jinlong, without saying a word.