“Swish!”
The "Mist Light" sword swung lightly, but it brought with it an extremely piercing sound of cutting through space. An invisible sword energy cut across hundreds of miles of space, and a long straight sword mark was clearly imprinted on the 300-mile Conferred God Platform.
To leave a shallow mark on the Conferred God Platform is much more difficult than breaking thousands of mountains with a single sword.
In the spectator seats, everyone's body trembled uncontrollably, terrified. This was the first moment when Jun Xilei truly released the sword intent and sword energy. Although they were far away and separated by the barrier, they felt a chill down their spines, as if the white sword light was ruthlessly pressing against their spines.
Luo Changsheng didn't move, but his clothes fluttered violently in an instant, and the indifference on his face finally turned into solemnity... This was also the first time he showed such an expression on this Conferred God Platform.
There was a moment of silence, and then Jun Xilei suddenly disappeared. Her figure and sword shadow seemed to have sunk into the crack of space and disappeared without a trace.
In the next moment, before anyone could react, a mighty sword force as majestic as the sky silently descended, attacking every corner of the Conferred God Platform. The misty sword light flashed like a meteor in the dark night, piercing Luo Changsheng.
In the spectator seats, countless young profound practitioners, including those who became the chosen ones of the East God Region, were all shocked. Because they could not see clearly where this sword light came from.
And when the sword light flashed in their pupils, all they felt was fear and... despair.
Luo Changsheng's eyes were like cold stars. With a dull bang, he drew out his sword and axe, and the wind and thunder roared. The hurricane and thunder rolled and merged, heading straight for the sword light.
Snap!!!!
The sword energy and the wind and thunder collided in the air. Before they really touched, the sword energy and the wind and thunder had already erupted at the same time. For a moment, the sword energy was whistling, and the wind and thunder were roaring. The sword energy was tearing the wind and thunder, and the wind and thunder were crushing the sword light. The Conferred God Platform was like a natural disaster, and the wind and clouds changed color.
Jun Xilei and Luo Changsheng's gazes collided from afar through the sword energy, wind and thunder, as cold as a sharp sword and as awe-inspiring as a cold crystal.
This was the first face-to-face confrontation between the two, and it shocked countless people, leaving them dumbfounded, and the kings of all the realms were also deeply moved.
The Conferred God Platform, which was as smooth as jade and was believed by many people to be impossible to be damaged by the younger generation, quickly developed countless spider-web-like fine scratches.
BANG!!
With a loud bang, the storm of disaster exploded, and the two flew away. Jun Xilei's figure spun lightly in the air, and the mist in her hand disappeared again.
"Heartless...Sword...Domain..."
The light suddenly dimmed.
All the sounds suddenly disappeared.
Everyone's eyes suddenly blurred, and a vast starry sky like a dream appeared.
The space of the Conferred God Platform became dark, and the light seemed to be swallowed up mercilessly, but in this darkness, it was dotted with countless dazzling stars. Jun Xilei's whole body was like the moonlight, standing among the stars, like the moon god of the sky welcomed by all the stars, sacred and majestic.
Luo Changsheng was stared at by thousands of stars, his whole body was gray, and he seemed particularly humble in this suddenly opened world.
“This… this is…”
"The Heartless Sword Domain!" King Liuguang said in a deep voice.
“It is said that Jun Wuming only realized this ‘Heartless Sword Realm’ when he was in the late stage of the Divine King Realm,” Saint Eaves Realm King Luo Shangchen exclaimed, “His successor actually realized it in the Divine Spirit Realm.”
"It's definitely not as simple as just realizing it." Luo Guxie whispered, "Instead, I can already fully control it."
"There has never been a woman among the Sword Lords of all generations. No wonder Jun Wuming has been searching for so many years and finally chose a woman as his successor." Luo Guxie's gaze towards Jun Xilei has changed slightly: "It seems that I underestimated her. Changsheng may have to use all his strength."
Under the Heartless Sword Domain, Luo Changsheng's face was extremely solemn. Lightning flashed on his body and there were piercing hisses. However, his eyes were gradually dyed with a deep emerald green.
An increasingly dense divine aura floated in the space shrouded by the sword domain.
As everyone watched with bated breath, a breath of air was gently moved.
In an instant, all the stars turned into the most terrifying sword beams, like the light of divine punishment, shooting down towards Luo Changsheng. Jun Xilei also turned into a flowing shadow, heading straight for Luo Changsheng.
"drink!!"
Luo Changsheng roared loudly, and the divine aura released from his body was extremely strong at this moment. With a long roar in the air, two divine shadows appeared in front of and behind him at the same time.
There is a giant eagle in front and a giant bear behind.
The giant eagle screamed loudly, sweeping up a storm that covered the sky. It destroyed the sword light and pushed Jun Xilei away. The piercing sword light was blocked by the heavy yellow light and collapsed before it got close.
In the Wuxin realm, everything is a sword, and every wisp of air is sword energy. Even if the sword beams are shattered and destroyed, more sword beams will pierce through the air in the next moment, as if they are endless.
This was a power that surpassed the level of the divine spirit realm, and even tore apart the cognition of countless young profound practitioners. However, this kind of power, that sword energy that was like numerous stars, was blocked by Luo Changsheng layer by layer, and did not get close for a moment.
Not only were all the young mystics stunned, but the older ones also all had expressions of shock that lingered for a long time.
The day before yesterday, Jun Xilei defeated Huo Poyun in an instant, and Luo Changsheng's wind and thunder tore through Lu Lengchuan's Huanglong Holy Realm, all of which amazed the audience.
But the shock of this scene surpassed all the previous ones in this Battle of the Gods.
"This... this... is this really... the power of the younger generation?" A lower realm king was so frightened that he almost lost his soul and could not believe his eyes.
"It's not just the younger generation...they're both only half a century old." Another person said with a breath of cold air.
"No wonder they are called 'Sons of God'..."
"As expected of you, he is the descendant of the Sword Master, and worthy of being the Young Master Changsheng!"
Whoosh! Boom… Boom!!
Jun Xilei's pupils could no longer be seen. In the Wuxin Sword Realm, she also entered the "Wuxin" state. In her mind, there was nothing else except the sword intent. The endless stream of sword shadows was trembling countless souls every moment.
"If it were me, I would have died hundreds of times already." A young profound practitioner muttered with his eyes blank. And he was Meng Duanxi, who had entered the Conferred God Quarterfinals with him. Among the younger generation in the Eastern Divine Region, he was second only to the Four Sons of God in the Eastern Region.
The sword was like the light of the sky, and the hurricane was becoming more and more violent. At this moment, with an earth-shaking roar, as a strange light flashed in Luo Changsheng's pupils, the shadow of the giant eagle in front of him and the shadow of the giant bear behind him suddenly exploded.
Boom————
All the sword beams were violently dispersed, and then became chaotic. In the Wuxin Sword Domain, a strange crack suddenly appeared from it, and then... it completely collapsed.
Jun Xilei's eyes regained focus, and his whole body shook violently. In the exploding storm of mysterious energy, the two of them flew out at the same time. When they stopped, they were already a hundred miles apart.
Jun Xilei floated in the air, her body swaying slightly, and her face turned pale for a moment. It was obvious that she had internal injuries, but she was extremely stubborn and forced herself to suppress them.
Luo Changsheng was also floating in the air, breathing slightly.
A breeze blew, and his left sleeve suddenly turned into pieces. Strands of blood ran down his arm, gathered at his fingertips, and dripped down.
A bloody groove appeared on his face without him noticing when.
The audience was completely silent.
Luo Changsheng stretched out his right hand and gently stroked the deep bloodstain on his face. A drop of blood was carefully pinched between his fingertips.
Looking at the deep red on his fingertips, he sighed: "It's been a long time... since I saw my own blood."
He put away the Divine Wind Axe, leaving only the Holy Thunder Sword in his hand. At this moment, he suddenly smiled, slowly raised the sword, and pointed it at Jun Xilei: "As expected of you, the descendant of the Sword Master, then Changsheng... will meet you with the sword."
Buzz!!
A dull explosion sounded from nowhere, like thunder coming from thousands of miles away. Luo Changsheng's already amazing aura suddenly surged at this moment, and an invisible wave of air swept across the entire Conferred God Platform. Jun Xilei's sword aura suddenly decreased several times, as if it was submerged in the sea.
“Ah… this, this, this…”
"Just now... it wasn't Luo Changsheng's full strength!?"
"The pinnacle of the pinnacle of the Divine Realm... No! Compared to the pinnacle of the Divine Realm that I reached back then, it is completely incomparable! This spiritual pressure... is comparable to that of the Divine King Realm!"
"...I always felt that the rumors about Young Master Changsheng were exaggerated, but I didn't expect... that they are even better than the rumors! This generation in the Eastern Divine Region is simply immeasurable!"
After being wounded by Jun Xilei's sword, Luo Changsheng finally released his full strength. His expression and aura changed completely. Everyone's eyes were attracted by an irresistible magnet and focused on him. From this moment on, he seemed to have become the center of the entire world.
Jun Xilei's long hair fluttered, her white clothes fluttered, as if she was standing in a storm. Her bright eyes were like thousands of swords, making them even colder and more frightening.
Although he only held a Holy Thunder Sword in his hand, Luo Changsheng's momentum was far more terrifying than before. He slowly raised the sword, and when the tip of the sword pointed into the air, a ray of lightning struck down from the sky, attached to the sword body, and was accompanied by a faint wolf howl.
“Wind Eagle, Rock Bear, Thunder Wolf… Not only do they cultivate the three elements of wind, thunder and earth, but they also inherit three kinds of divine blood.” God Emperor Shi Tian’s eyes lit up with a strange light: “This kid is really a freak.”
"Three cultivations are the limit for humans, and inheriting three kinds of divine power is also the limit for humans. Both the former and the latter are extremely rare, and the two limits are combined in one person." The Dragon Emperor's eyes narrowed slightly. "Don't talk about your Eastern Divine Region. Throughout the history of the God Realm, there are no more than twenty people in total."
"And as the Hongmeng aura becomes thinner and thinner, there will be fewer and fewer people with such God-given bodies. At present, Luo Changsheng should be the only one in the entire God Realm, or even the entire Chaos."
“Your generation in the Eastern Divine Region will surely attract a lot of attention.” The Dragon Emperor said in all seriousness.
“This generation of young people is indeed full of extraordinary talents, but they also always give me the feeling that they were born to face disasters.” said the Eternal Heaven God Emperor.
Dragon Emperor: “…”
“Haha,” the Eternal Heaven God Emperor smiled and shook his head: “I hope that everything is just my worrying about nothing.”
Luo Changsheng's momentum increased sharply, but Jun Xilei's cold eyes were not disturbed at all. The mist-light sword rose, and a full moon was drawn in the air. The surrounding aura moved with the sword, and an invisible sword domain was formed silently. In an instant, the sword energy was chaotic, and the pressure and surging aura from Luo Changsheng were quickly torn apart. Her long hair floated in the air, and her eyes flashed with sword light. The endless sword power actually repelled Luo Changsheng's surging pressure and returned to the Conferred God Platform.
This time, Luo Changsheng moved first. The Holy Thunder Sword swung into the air, and a ray of purple lightning sword light suddenly shot out, turning into a thousand-foot-long thunder dragon with astonishing might.
Jun Xilei's figure flashed, and the space of a hundred miles was instantly shortened. A bright light condensed on the sword, shining directly on everyone's eyes as if they were pierced by needles.
"Shattering...Star...Art!"
A bright light flashed suddenly and pierced the sky for an instant, leaving behind a dark trail.
That's the space being ripped!
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