Tian Yuan

Chapter 2002: Divine Burial, Return 1

At this point, Ouyang Cang had to face the reality that even if he sacrificed his life, he could not do anything to Chen Qingyuan.

"Even if I die, I will make you suffer heavy injuries."

Ouyang Cang did not hesitate and began to perform the forbidden technique of his clan. His expression was ferocious, and he did not have the calm demeanor that an emperor should have. His hair was all white, and his voice was hoarse.

He wanted to risk his life to buy a glimmer of hope for Chu Mo.

If Chen Qingyuan was seriously injured, his strength would surely decline greatly. At that time, as long as Chu Mo could seize the opportunity, he would be able to turn the situation around and seize the opportunity to prove his Dao.

The idea is good, but not so easy to implement.

After saying this, Ouyang Cang no longer fought with Chen Qingyuan with every move, but burned all his remaining blood and essence in order to burst out with strength beyond his own limits.

In just a short breath, his blood and energy dried up, he became emaciated, his skin became dark, and he lost all vitality.

From the surface, it looks like a huge mummy.

The clan’s forbidden technique, divine burial!

Sacrifice yourself and exchange your life for another's.

Countless light black divine patterns spread all over Ouyang Cang's body. The spear held in his right hand became sharper. Just a trace of divine power emanating from the spear was enough to pierce the sun and the moon and turn the world upside down.

In addition to Ouyang Cang's own changes, the imperial weapons he was controlling were also covered with a layer of blood-red marks, making the weapons even more powerful.

"Sacred Burial!"

With a low roar like a wild beast, Ouyang Cang mobilized all his trump cards, burned all his blood and energy, and charged for the last time.

Chu Mo on the other side did not forget his identity. With extremely complicated feelings, he followed Ouyang Cang's footsteps, mobilized the little remaining divine power in his body, and swung a hammer fiercely.

The innate fragment came from the left side, turning each page quickly and autonomously. The Dao rhythm of heaven and earth sprayed out from the stone pages, like countless rainbows converging together, magnificent and spectacular.

The five elements needle attacked from the right, showing its sharp edge. The divine pattern flickered, and the might was fierce, enough to suppress the heavens and annihilate billions of people.

The Four-sided Divine Kingdom fell into a corner, and now it was coming from behind. As it moved, the killing intent was almost materialized, with a surging sea of ​​blood that could not be seen at a glance.

creak!

Before he reached Chen Qingyuan, Ouyang Cang's chest had already been dented. The backlash of the forbidden technique was seriously destroying his body.

"kill!"

The heart-wrenching pain made Ouyang Cang's face hideous and his eyes sharp and fierce. He charged forward while shouting and howling.

There was murderous intent coming from all directions, the sky was sealed and the earth was locked, and the divine power was turbulent, not wanting to give Chen Qingyuan any chance to survive.

Faced with this situation, Chen Qingyuan also frowned and felt great pressure.

The crisis has arrived, there is no time to think too much.

He clenched the Human Emperor Sword in his hand and stabbed hard at Ouyang Cang in front of him.

As for the situation in other directions, there is no extra energy to deal with it.

Ouyang Cang used the forbidden technique, his aura was extremely violent. His strength and speed were far beyond what he had before.

Even if Chen Qingyuan wanted to defend against other killing moves, he didn't have the time.

Zheng! Buzz!

However, the Zijun Sword and the Zhenshen Bow attacked on their own at the first moment, killing towards the imperial weapons of the gods, just hoping to withstand some of the pressure for Chen Qingyuan.

Chi! Boom!

Perhaps it was the extreme pressure that gave Chen Qingyuan a new insight. When he thrust the sword, it was as if his soul had left his body and traveled to the sky, overlooking the world with ease.

Thirteen sword moves, combined into one.

This is - to return to oneness!

By blending various sword intentions together, all kinds of strange scenes appeared on the battlefield, as well as thousands of afterimages of Chen Qingyuan.

He walked in the long river of time, suppressing the footprints of ancient heroes with a flip of his hand; he wandered in the world constructed by the original mother tree, with a leaf of the mother tree floating beside him; he went against countless forbidden rules, looking at the beautiful figure in red on the top of the snow-capped mountain, fearless and determined.

Traces of the past flashed by one by one as the sword was swung.

A long river of time ripples from the end of the universe, constantly flashing fragments of history, like a dream.

With his feet on the evil eye of the abyss, an image of Buddha and devil as one on his back, and a Taoist diagram of the sun and the moon shining together on his head, he has become the master of the world, surrounded by all the Taos and the heaven and earth in submission.

At the moment when the Human Emperor Sword was thrust out, a few strands of chaotic laws should have come from the origin of the universe, entwined around the sword intent, trying to bring all the laws into one.

Clang——Boom——

The forbidden art of God Burial and the unity of the sword. The collision of the two shook the heavens, and many of the surrounding taboos and rules were greatly affected and in chaos.

The order of the upper star field suffered a huge impact, and it was difficult to maintain balance.

Although the stars in many areas were not damaged by the residual power of the peak battle, they were in great chaos due to the imbalance of order, with the sky collapsing, volcanoes erupting, tsunamis rolling, and so on.

The number of casualties is incalculable.

The creatures of all races living at the bottom of society are sometimes so miserable that they have no right to control their own destiny. They can only scream and wail, and eventually lose their lives in endless despair.

Many powerful people wanted to stop this situation, but unfortunately the rules were unstable and difficult to solve, and the best they could do was to protect the peace in one area.

Nangong Ge and his companions had no time to spare and stayed near the desolate area, trying their best to control the terrifying storm caused by the aftermath of the war within a certain range to prevent it from spreading too widely.

"What a terrifying residual power of the law. What is the situation now?"

When the Phoenix clan's ancestor Ji Fushuang was setting up the barrier, she accidentally got contaminated by the residual force of the battle that was coming towards her. When she reached out to touch it, her fingertips were cut open, leaving a very obvious wound. The precious blood flowed out uncontrollably and the stinging sensation was extremely intense.

Just a small wound on the fingertips made Ji Fushuang's soul uneasy, and it took a lot of effort to erase the laws at the wound.

"The battle in the Jinxue Forbidden Zone in the past was far inferior to today's."

Ye Liujun held the coffin board in front of him, powerful forces penetrated into his palms, making his whole body numb and his blood surging.

"The battle for the destiny opportunity can be so terrifying."

If this had happened in the past, no one would have imagined it.

The turmoil of this war was many times more terrifying than the confrontation between the two emperors.

As a result of this fighting process, the energy of the laws of chaos reached an extremely exaggerated level. The ninth fairy palace was no longer motionless, but trembled slightly twice.

At the same time, Chen Qingyuan borrowed the power of chaos rules many times, and when he forcibly used the transcendent sword move he had just realized, he suffered a great backlash.

After he drew his sword, his right arm exploded at the shoulder and turned into a bloody mist.

The Human Emperor Sword carried Chen Qingyuan's will and strength and continued to stab forward.