Since ancient times, what is a saint? Only by teaching sentient beings with unparalleled wisdom can one be entitled to be saint. Now a sword has been enthroned as a saint by Cangmang. This is a bit unbelievable for the world.

And when this canonization was passed down to the world, another group of existence was completely angry.

Since ancient times, only ancient traces have been enfeoffed by the vast land.

At some point, it represents an unprecedented honor and is a great honor.

This enthronement was the first time Cangmang enthronement of a weapon.

How can this accept those imperial weapons that have long been born with will?

They are not of great military achievements and unparalleled in the world.

Today, they were actually suppressed by a junior, and for a moment they were filled with dissatisfaction and confusion.

What virtue is it that can qualify for being enthroned?

Suddenly, terrifying power fluctuations broke out.

The imperial weapon soared into the sky, with a pressure of thousands of miles towards us.

At the same time, Wuliang Tian Wushuang also saw that when the vast will appeared, the secret of heaven returned to normal.

At this time, Wushuang was also stunned. Cangmang actually enthroned a sword as a saint?

At the same time, I felt relieved. As long as it was not a mess in the fairyland, everything else would be easy to say.

In the vast sky, a holy zither swept into the sky, the colorful rays of sun and moon, and purple air swelled up to cover thousands of miles.

With a huge momentum, he headed towards the three-foot green edge.

Then more and more, for a moment, it seemed as if countless straits were overwhelming.

Wushuang's scalp was a little numb when he saw it. These imperial weapons had some power and no need to be much weaker. They were extremely domineering when they were born.

They each swept the world with a huge torrent.

One place, there is a pearl born, and the world turns thousands of miles of mountains and rivers into pieces.

A big flag swayed, tearing apart in the vast starry sky, and the stars fell like rain.

A mirror shines on all directions, and the power of the emperor's weapons reflects the past and present.

There are also dozens of Buddhist beads as big as stars, turning slowly in the vastness, and the sky and the earth are filled with Buddha's light.

Their fluctuations made the vast creatures vaguely want to kneel down. The terrifying fluctuations were like dozens of people walking together, and the pressure could not raise their heads.

The huge eyes formed by the vast will are also slowly turning.

It felt the questioning of these unparalleled and domineering imperial weapons.

But it still ignored it, and the enthronement continued.

The pattern engraved on the three-foot green edge was also clear. It was a nine-pointed star, with its nine corners flashing with a color, and the nine colors shine together, full of an ancient atmosphere.

Nine torrents of colors flowed over the world and rushed into the nine-pointed stars.

The word "Nine-pointed Star" gradually becomes clearer.

The person who saw this word couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

fierce!

The boundless fierce intention rushed out instantly, and the surging murderous intent swept across the world.

He was a saint with evil deeds, and his ancient traces!

At this time, Wang Xun's mind was connected with a three-foot green breeze. As the word appeared, an emotion arose from the bottom of his heart.

This day, we will slaughter ninety million, in the name of shining swords!

That was the joy of the three-foot Qingfeng. It seemed that the cannon of the saint would be of great benefit to it this time.

The power of the nine-colored color gradually dissipated, and the nine-angle star with three-foot green eyebrows gradually lost its light and was imprinted on the sword body of the three-foot green eyebrows.

For a moment, the three-foot green breeze sounded a joyful sword.

The enthronement is completed!

From then on, Sanchi Qingfeng became the Sword Saint, and it is still unclear what it means.

At the same time, a terrifying pressure swept over from afar.

The sound of the piano resounded, and a huge guqin appeared in front of him. Below it, the space turned into a black hole, sucking countless stars around it. These stars were sucked into the black hole and turned into bubbles in an instant.

The strings of the piano were naturally beating, and notes turned into various giant beasts, roaring constantly.

The huge power made the Netherworld Heaven below feel as if it had reached the end of the world.

Looking at Guqin's posture, Sanchi Qingfeng seemed to understand. This guy seemed to be dissatisfied with his sage and came to cause trouble.

Suddenly, he was not willing to be outdone. The sword body moved and a sword sounded, as if responding to the Guqin, without any fear.

The Guqin Qiong Spirit looked at Sanchi Qingfeng coldly. This little ant dared to shout at him. Do you think the saint would not take me seriously?

A small holy weapon, trying to challenge the imperial weapon, really don’t know how to live or die!

As the sound of the piano moved, a giant dragon appeared instantly, slapped at the three-foot green breeze with one claw, and the space captured a hole as big as a star.

Even the king may not hold this attack properly, let alone the three-foot Qingfeng. Who knew that the three-foot Qingfeng was not afraid, but instead took the initiative to rush forward.

However, before he could approach the dragon claw, he was unable to move due to the power generated by this claw, so he could only let out a sound of swords unwillingly.

They only saw that the gap was too big, it was a huge difference.

A sarcasm flashed across the longan, and this kind of thing is still qualified to be saged.

At this moment, Fang Moran's huge eyes suddenly shot out a ray of light, bombarding the body of the guqin, and instantly slapped at the three-foot green dragon and let out a sorrow cry, and it scattered.

The guqin was also bombarded by the blow of the vast will, smashing a nebula.

As the guqin flew out, other imperial weapons finally arrived, surrounding the three-foot green edge below the vast will.

The spirits of the artifacts looked at Sanchi Qingfeng coldly. No one took action this time, otherwise the imperial zither just now was a lesson from the past.

How terrifying is the power generated by so many imperial weapons? If one of them is a little numb at this time, it is probably because he is a little numb.

They stood tall in the void, and the pressure they generated made the Netherworld Heaven below fall in an inch by inch. This is not targeting Netherworld Heaven. You can imagine how terrifying the pressure that the Sanchi Qingfeng faced at this time.

How could the sword spirit transformed from obsession be afraid? It actually pointed at so many imperial weapons and emitted its strongest momentum, like a big rooster with great pride, ready to rush into the dragon group at any time.

I have to say that the momentum of the three-foot Qingfeng made many emperor spirits who looked at it soften their eyes.

Today, they are not here to destroy the three-foot Qingfeng, but to question the vast will, why is it so unfair?

As both spiritual weapons, why can the other party be enthroned as saints, but they are not as imperial weapons?

A embarrassed figure appeared in the distance, and the guqin rushed back, only to see a string that broke. I wonder how terrifying the attack of the vast will just now?

A group of imperial weapons surround the three-foot green breeze, but in fact they are threatening the vast will.

If the Cangmeng Will dared to leave, they dared to let the newly enthroned Sword Saint turn into residue in an instant.

The huge eye of the vast will turned slowly. Although it had only instinct, it could still detect the situation at this time.

Waiting, a touch of white appeared in the eyes of the giant eyes, and then bursts of thunder sounded.

A huge river rushes from afar, like a vast galaxy.

Drops of purple liquid rushing endlessly, and loud thunder shook the sky and the earth.

All the imperial weapons were instantly enveloped, and the terrifying lightning instantly blasted towards the imperial weapons.

All the imperial weapons were stunned. They thought that the vast will would give themselves an explanation. Who had ever thought that the vast will actually open a river of thunder?

Isn't this the fuck telling us, are you fond of this sword?

Leihe Emperor Boiling Tool?

Even Wushuang, Wuliangtian, couldn't help but touch her head and was speechless.

The Cangmeng Will has no consciousness at all, and it is always judged by instinct. Therefore, the threat of these imperial weapons is not to find reasons for the understanding of the Cangmeng Will, but to provoke!

Provoking the vast will, this is the result.

The spirits of the emperor's weapons kept beating in the Thunder River, bombarded by lightning.

The Lei River is condensed from the origin of the sky*. Even Wushuang may not be able to withstand such vast powers, let alone these imperial weapons?

The imperial weapons kept shaking left and right in the Lei River, bursting with shocking power to fight against the Lei River, holding back their anger.

If you want to blow the thunder river, the thunder represents heavenly punishment. Thunder and lightning are simply a disaster for the spirits.

A series of sad cry sounded, and the aura of the imperial weapon fell dying.

But some of the imperial weapons with a strong temper were still resisting, and the power of the Thunder River was getting more and more concentrated. In the end, when the power of each thunder and lightning was enough to break the imperial weapons, they gave up resisting and fell down.

Flashing in the thunder river.

Each of the instruments was depressed and had no explanation. They were severely punished by the vast will.

This injury may have to recover for a long time.

On the side, in the sky of Lei River, the three-foot green breeze made a sound of swords as if laughing, and was gloating.
To be continued...