The Holy Blood Futu is an ancient secret spiritual technique. The holy blood turns into the Buddha's divine flame. The power of this secret technique is extremely terrifying.

Not to mention devouring the gods, even Lang Lang’s world is the universe, as long as she opens her mind, she can burn the sky and kill the earth and attract the Great Chaos Age again.

The cost of using this secret technique is naturally something that even the saints cannot bear.

The golden flames splashed on her robe and turned into brilliant light and thousands of flowing shadows.

The blood and bones are melting, and the saint is entering destruction.

Seeing this scene, the blood and bones of the gods were cold and I felt extremely puzzled!

A saint is immortal and immortal. Even if he releases divine blood and feeds Houtu, his soul will be immortal and his body can be regenerated. If heaven and earth create gods, she can also become the lord of the zodiac who dominates all living beings.

Why did you choose such a stupid way to perish yourself!

She stood in life, and the flames reflected her eyes into a red gold color.

She put down the sword bones of Rushan step by step, followed by the White Tiger Swallowing Heaven-Swallowing Holy Beast. Through time and time, she walked to Ling Tiansu.

Ling Tiansu watched the saint's blood bones turn into flames, shimmering light, and his body under the divine robe turned into white bones, and the fire spread to her shoulders and neck.

She leaned over, opened her arms, hugged the Qiankun, and hugged the huge sword bone. Her voice was Lang Lang's shame on the prehistoric world: "But let the body not die, and repay the Qiankun with the strength."

The sound settles, the flames bully the sky!

The wind of heaven and earth is her majestic horn, the flames of divine blood are her loyal soldiers, and the tragic chant is her morale of beating drums!

The holy fire knew her intentions, and every grass, tree, flower and stone in the mountains burned gold and fire but never extinguished.

The brilliance of the holy fire rising into the sky burned billions of miles of the sky like clouds like tombs. When the rebirth God saw the fire coming, although he did not touch him face to face, the soul under his body was in full swing!

He felt a lot of unwillingness in his heart. As the holy fire in the holy mountain remained extinguished all year round, he couldn't get closer. He gritted his teeth and could only give up the plan to seize Houtu.

The world is silent, and the sword bones are piled up before it.

Ling Tiansu's consciousness should have been dissipated, and his soul returned to heaven and earth, but he is still safe.

He saw the white tiger turning into a young man with a golden soul bead on his heart.

He did not listen to the saint's words and took his daughter away from the Holy Mountain of Apocalypse.

Bathed in the golden flame, he leaned over and hugged the saint's bone for a long time without saying a word.

The story in time has not ended, but it is broken.

The fire of the holy mountain will last forever.

In the picture, the four-winged white tiger kneels under the sword monument, the vast sea turns into mulberry fields, and the mountains turn into deep valleys.

Ling Tiansu's divine consciousness sea was in great pain, and the erosion force like a tide and sea was cutting off his soul. He was like a piece of sand in the world of history, and a grain of rust on the edge of the sword bones of the saint of heaven and earth.

The cavalry is in the East Sea, and the golden swords are entering the Nine Netherworlds.

It's better to go back...

He landed in a vast and gray world. A golden ancient sword rose, breaking through the dome, then penetrated the Nine Heavens Galaxy to break through a sword edge, and continued to rise, breaking away from the vast universe's divine clouds. The sword energy swayed for 100,000 miles and was always thrown into the endless void of the starry sea.

Ling Tiansu was pulled by the invisible and simple sword energy, and flew into the sky with this golden ancient sword, away from the Emperor and Queen Earth.

A bare hand broke through the golden sword energy, came from the sky, and held Ling Tiansu's right hand.

"It's better to go back..."

The sword energy sounds long, and the sound of a woman's lightness begins in the prehistoric world.

Ling Tiansu's eyes were covered with a chaotic look, and only his eyebrows and mind were flashing and cracking.

"Don't go." He replied.

The body, which was pulled by the ancient sword's intention, paused slightly, but for only a moment, it was driven to continue to rise again.

With his current cultivation level, how can he withstand the power of a saint?

He raised the prime minister to look at each other and saw that under the layers of golden sword energy, there were indescribable sacred eyes.

Those eyes are as bright as stars, like the Jingwei of Kuangshi that carries this eternal time. There is an indescribable wisdom hidden deep in the pupils, as if you see through the souls of the world.

He heard the woman say slowly, "Delusions are destroyed, sentient beings are destroyed, and Angelica Nirvana is wonderful mind."

Ling Tiansu lowered his head, and his black hair flew in the flowing wind on his forehead. There was a shadow in front of his eyes, and he couldn't see his eyebrows and eyes clearly, as if he was obedient and surrendered.

The sound is slow, like a chant:

"It's better to go back..."

The sword energy spreads away the clouds, and a sacred throne stands above the nine heavens. She holds his hand and leads him back to the years, holding his authority!

"So great." Ling Tiansu said three words slowly.

The woman holding his wrist paused slightly, and her eyes, which were even more magnificent than the world, were shining with the light of stars in the sky.

This time, he did not bow his head.

He raised his head and refused to crown him with the hand of a saint.

The palm pressed against the cold winter around her waist, trembling slightly as if she was nervous, but her eyes were not shaken.

He looked at those eyes, and did not fall into the great fortune contained in the saint's eyes, but looked at the likeness reflected in the pupils of those eyes, saying, "You are great and martyrdom. But why did you die?"

Those eyes were still silent for a while, and Ling Tiansu was still pulled into the void by his palm and stepped towards the throne.

The woman's voice sounded again, shocking everything in the world:

"If a saint dies, the thief will not stop. If a saint abandons his wisdom, the thief will stop."

Ling Tiansu looked at the jade hand on his wrist and frowned: "What you see now, has the thief really stopped? Have you ever counted the blood stained by mountains and rivers in the ages?"

Speaking here, he paused for a moment, and then continued, "Besides, what I asked just now is you, not a saint."

Ling Tiansu took a deep breath and closed his eyes: "You have been slain on the holy mountain, turning flesh into flames, and divine bones into swords. You have protected the holy mountain for thousands of years and will never defeat you, but what you really protect is just that holy mountain.

The heaven, earth and earth are still burning furnaces, there are still ghosts crying in the nine netherworlds, there are still false gods in the heavens, the saints die, and the slaughter is still angry! Even your youngest son in your womb is refined and eaten by others, and your husband is imprisoned for thousands of years and will not leave the end of the vast ocean. This is the way that the saints say will stop."

The void fell into silence, and the woman's voice rang again after a long time: "How are you going?"

Ling Tiansu said without hesitation: "No! Protect the Pure Land in your heart and guard the people around you, I will not go back!"

“The heaven has your mission.”

"The mission is in me, not with me."

"The destiny you were born to be the emperor and above the nine heavens, to make contributions to the emperor and the queen, and to forget the three thousand ways of the world, why should you be greedy?"

Ling Tiansu slowly opened his eyes, and the dark blue eyes were burned with catastrophe fire: "I am not here in my own world!"

What is called emperor and above the Nine Heavens, Conquering Contributions and Emperor and Empress Earth are said to be destructive, but they do not know that these are the biggest delusions!

"I will send you to the other side." The saint's voice was still slow, unshakable.

Ling Tiansu laughed and grabbed the earth on earth with his backhand. The world and the mountains and rivers, and the great momentum of the world are all under his control.

There was a tremor below, and the mountains and rivers surged into his body.

One person is the world!

The figure that kept rising towards the Void God's Captain finally stopped completely.

"Why do you need to cross me to the other side? My other side is in the Kingdom of God, and the other side of the Kingdom of God is under my feet! Where is the mountains and rivers in the world? Why not cross the other side in the galaxy?"

Lingtiansu’s five fingers are as sharp as a hook, and the meaning of mountains and rivers turns into the magnificent sword intent of heaven and earth.

An invisible sword condensed like a palm. He swung his sword and slashed himself, his right hand broke with his arm, and the blood gushed out dyed the back of the saint's hand red.

Lightning flashed out of his feet, Ling Tiansu used his strength to leap, held the arrogance of the earth with one hand and stood up, running through the nine states of the world and the nine levels of heaven.

As soon as his palm touched the sword edge, the sword intent of the ancient sword burst out made his flesh and blood instantly dissipate like petals.

Regardless of the unparalleled sword intent eroded between his palms, Ling Tiansu roared, and the little fairy wood spirit body was born to the extreme. A golden demon fox shadow rose and lifted up the huge ancient sword on the holy mountain.

The ninety-nine Haotian orifices in the body surged, and the energy was like a surging river, rushing and rushing.

Jiuzhou trembles, the sun and the moon are inverted!

Above the fog, the saint's eyes full of wisdom looked at Ling Tiansu: "A useless act, even if you successfully draw your sword, what can you do?"

"No." Ling Tiansu Jiong looked at the throne of the divine throne above the Heavenly Dao with his eyes, and his eyes were neither sad nor happy: "Kunpeng has his own Tianchi, who says he is too crazy and must be bound! I want to tie him up with a mere throne of the gods, so naive."

Compared to the way of the Emperor of Heaven and Earth, he is more willing to follow the way of traits.

I am born to travel in the world, and I am so excited that I will be able to travel forever!

After the words came, the sword intent that came back from his heart that did not belong to him and belonged to him was like a dragon coming out of the abyss!

A sword is full of intent, vigorous and powerful! Magnificent!

Finally, the ancient sword was pulled up by him. The sword intent in his heart gave birth to two in one's life, and three in one's life gave birth to ten thousand swords as the original sword.

And this sword will eventually become his sword!

The sword tip of the ancient sword no longer rushed straight into the void of the universe. Under the control of Ling Tiansu with one hand, the sky collapsed and the earth collapsed. The saint's sword bone slashed down with an incomparable powerful force.

The eternal stars go against the flow, and the throne of the gods collapses in an instant, turning into golden starlight and withering.

The whispering sounds that are worse than to go back eventually dissipate, and the saint's eyes slowly close, and it will be eternal.
To be continued...