On the broken earth of the Holy City, the red sword energy shows the murderous aura that has been buried in loess for more than two thousand years.

The golden earth was broken by a red light.

The unparalleled sword energy rushed towards the holy blood in the air.

The holy blood in the air flows rapidly into a person's appearance.

Jesus.

All those present with a clear consciousness can recognize this person standing in the air.

He had just appeared in the illusory projection, and now he seems to be about to turn into reality.

Jesus, transformed into the holy blood, stood in the air, the flowing holy light turned into white clothes that surpassed the snow, his slender beard and long hair were paired with his pure white robe, which seemed to show his wisdom and sacredness.

Jesus stared at the sword energy in front of him.

There was a reflected sword light in his eyes.

The murderous intent hit his face, bringing his black beard and long hair up.

At the critical moment, Jesus controlled the divine weapons on both sides, and made golden light in his eyes.

He slowly spoke an ancient word, as if resounding in the ancient times.

"God said: No!"

It is like an irresistible power in the dark, and the will that cannot be slandered or reversed.

Jesus, who was in the air, seemed to be transformed into a true deity at this moment.

He used the tone from Genesis to describe the irresistible will to outline the feeling of the world.

A golden light appeared out of thin air.

It shone straight at the red sword light.

Wu Jie used the sword light that was unlocked by the King of Yue Sword, and the sword energy that was overflowing began to disintegrate.

A strand.

A little bit.

But it was like pushing down Domi's dominoes soon.

All the sword energy dissipated.

The sword light in the air also began to tremble.

"This guy is a bit strong!"

The great monk Wujie said with a red face.

At this time, the bronze ancient sword in his hand was a little unsteadily.

Endless pressure was transmitted from the air to Wuxing's hands. These two horror things from the mythological era two thousand years ago show the horror in the lost history.

Just when Wujie was about to be unable to hold the bronze ancient sword in his hand, and Hu Ziming was ready to rescue him with the half volume of "Taigong Art of War" in his arms, a sudden change occurred.

At this time, an illusory figure walked out of the ancient bronze sword.

He seemed to be wearing a green robe with the words "The King of the World" embroidered behind him.

But the face is not real.

"What is that?"

Wujie has used the King of Yue Sword for so long and never knew that there was such a great god in the King of Yue Sword.

"I'm afraid the person in the King of Yue Sword is King of Yue, or the sword spirit of King of Yue Sword or something."

The mummy licked his lips and said.

But his tongue was even more chapped than his lips.

King Yue!

King Yue more than two thousand years ago.

This is not someone that anyone can see.

In the chaotic memory of the mummy, the thousands of years of history of Jiuzhou, the stronger the characters the further they move forward.

Two thousand years ago, it was an ancient world that connected the stars, sun and moon.

The man in green had a majestic figure. He stood straight in the void and spoke slowly:

"Without God, all I follow is true power."

What he said was also an ancient saying, but everyone present could hear it clearly.

You can also understand the meaning.

The man in green had a feeling of being as heavy as a mountain in his voice, like a towering Mount Tai, and the mountains were approaching.

When Jesus heard this, he looked at the man in front of him, and the golden color in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

After finishing his words, the man in green paused and said:

"And you are not worthy!"

The four characters are divided into two paragraphs, and each character is like a landslide and a crack.

"Guizu, you're so domineering. When can you do this at Sajia?"

The great monk Wujie raised his head and said.

And in the air, the voice of words had just fallen.

As soon as the illusory figure stretched out his hand, the King of Yue Sword that had been covered in dust for more than two thousand years shone brightly in an instant.

The sword energy soars into the sky.

The clouds and mist in the sky were dispersed by this sword.

The sword body instantly broke away from the great monk Wujie's hands, and he did not shake the leaving sword at all.

King Yue Jian was extremely excited, and everyone present could hear the excitement of a child returning home.

"Sword, it's not what you use."

In the air, the King of Yue Sword had already appeared in the hands of the illusory figure. His eyes were as if he had seen through the dust of history, and his words were full of vicissitudes of life.

The man in blue stretched out his hand and bounced his finger.

"when!"

A soft whistle sounded like a dragon's roar.

The long sword is like a dragon, and it is very excited.

The dull bronze yellow on the long sword slowly faded away, and the flowing light made of radiance.

"My sword, the sword of the princes."

"If you get angry, the sky will collapse and the earth will be broken, and you will be buried in millions of corpses, and you will be drifting with blood."

"If you go, you will be impressed by the people and send them to you thousands of miles."

"The way to dominate kings lies in kings and domineering things."

"The domineering one can defeat the world with force."

As soon as the Illusion's words finished, a terrifying sword energy soared into the sky.

Compared with the sword energy that Wu Jie had just waved, it was more than a hundred times stronger.

The sword energy suddenly had a kind of charm.

It’s like a peerless warrior who originally relied on his profound internal strength to suppress the world, but at this moment he was not just a person with peerless internal strength, but a powerful man with a god who possessed a warrior.

This time, Jesus in the air could no longer keep the wind and clouds calm.

In his eyes, the golden light seemed to be about to devour everything.

"God said: There must be light!"

A golden light was born out of thin air.

Go towards the sword energy.

However, this time it is even stronger.

The great monk Wujie was shocked. If the guy in the air had such a trick, he would kneel down.

"god?"

The illusory figure in the air sneered, as if he was disdainful.

I feel a little disliked.

"What is the god in front of the swords of the princes?"

He seemed to be disdainful, and seemed to be laughing.
To be continued...