The green lotus emerged, and the starting position was the Galaxy Sword in the Qinglou Sword Song. As the two said, this moment was really active.

On the same day, outside the capital, the appearance of Zhuang Master Outside the capital and what he said made Chen Weiming suddenly realize a reality. He was so stupid. In his previous fights, he would actually keep his hands on the Ming Dao.

It’s not that the Nether Sword should be killed, but that he is not qualified to hold back at all. This person who is definitely not inferior to himself, even if he has learned so many magical powers, he has no chance of winning. If Nether Sword makes more calculations and his strategy, he will obviously lose to himself.

How ridiculous it is for a weak person to hold back against a strong person.

Come here today, Chen Weiming has also calmed down all his mood and knew what he should do.

Either don’t fight, you have to do your best to fight. You may not win even if you try your best. If you don’t fight all your best, you will definitely lose.

Whether you see through the Ming Dao's plan afterwards or the purpose you want to strive for, you must win.

The green lotus emerged, and the sword energy was high. Even thousands of miles away, many monks were still cold in their hearts and their souls were shocked, and they hurriedly retreated. Those who had collected Chen Weiming's information naturally knew what sword move this was.

Ten thousand years ago, there were few people in the world who could see the true charm of the flying immortal, let alone learn.

This is a supernatural power that exceeds the level of challenge, as simple as eating and drinking water. Can that new king catch it?

At this moment, not only overseas monks, but even Shadowman and others had the same idea. In the Battle of the Royal Capital, the Nether Sword had broken the Galaxy Sword, but no one was convinced in that way, nor did anyone think that the Nether Sword relied on his own strength.

And now, without Ji Hanyan, without plot, and direct action, no one would think that Ming Dao had the confidence.

But the Nether Knife is not at all confused. The Nether Knife is open, and countless death auras are pouring out, all wrapped around the Death Black Knife. There are dead souls roaring, immortals and gods wandering, and ancient gods send out elegies, which makes people feel that their hearts are shattered and extremely terrifying.

"Chen Weiming, you have the song of the Qinglian Sword, and I also have the Tianming Sword Technique. If it is just the Sword of the Galaxy, I will not be afraid of you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Black Death Sword slashed from the sky, carrying a powerful death spirit and the will of those undead army, as if the power of thousands of troops gathered on the weapons of the Nether Sword.

The stars were shining, and the sword energy, like a galaxy, instantly slashed on the Tianming Sword.

There were loud noises, like thunder in the sky, and the war drums roared, shattering the clouds and smoke from thousands of miles away, and the void was filled with a piece of space.

The vast sea of ​​waves shook the eight wildernesses, climbed the four seas of Xiantai, and caused huge waves to change the faces of the surrounding spectators and retreated rapidly.

The battlefields of monks in the Tribulation Period are often bounded by a radius of 500 miles. They have more than doubled the diameter of the battlefield, but they still are not enough.

The combat power of these two people is too strong and can no longer be speculated by the monks of the tribulation stage.

Countless chaotic waves and vast energy flowed. When the light of the green lotus sword dissipated, the howling of death stopped immediately. Two figures flew back and stood far away, all of which were messy clothes and extremely embarrassed.

Standing at each other, Ming Dao suddenly looked up and burst into laughter. After a while, he said loudly: "The song of Qinglian Sword is not invincible!"

Then he looked at Chen Weiming: "Have you asked me what these are behind me? I can tell you now that this is the Netherworld Space, the unique ability of the awakened Taoist body."

"At that time, our group of killer apprentices were not only awakened, but also me. The magical powers of the Tao realm were unique abilities of the Tao body, including the real powers of virtualization, the magical powers of defiance, and the strange space... all kinds, not consistent."

"I am the body of the Death Dao, and I cannot practice all kinds of magical powers like you, but in the pattern of the Death Dao, I have the ability to comprehend that is difficult for others to reach. My magical power in the Dao Realm is to open the Netherworld Space. In this state, my combat power is not just described as doubling. Even your Qinglian Sword Song, I am not afraid at all."

It's really a body of death... Chen Weiming sighed in his heart. Tao Shiheng had guessed this with him in the past, and he really guessed it.

I took a look at the island not far away, surrounded by Shadowmen and others, and there were nearly one million people imprisoned. In circles, they were clear in layers, totaling ten circles, and their cultivation level ranged from weak to strong. In the middle were Lumen Shanren, Lao Cai, Ji Hanyan, Wu Zidao and Bai Tianming.

Chen Weiming sighed: "I know you did so much to force me to comprehend the Sword of Flying Immortals. But I said that it is not that easy. Although the path of immortality is difficult, we are still young and have opportunities. Li Qinglian and Jiuyang Zhenren both left things, but I have not yet understood it thoroughly."

He is not a fool. In fact, many of the arrangements of the Ming Dao are very rough, and it can be easily seen that he lost his judgment because of some emotions at that time. When the monk told the battle location to be on the Immortal Platform, he instantly understood the intention of the Ming Dao.

I blame myself for being unintentioned at the time, saying that the Galaxy Sword, which was only realized in a very dangerous situation in a short period of time, actually caused the Nether Sword to have such a plan, which made this unreasonable thing happen.

"But I can't wait!"

The dark knife shook his head and said, "How long do you think you have to wait? Ten years, hundred years, thousand years, ten thousand years, or hundreds of thousands of years?"

"The saddest thing about being born in such a world is not that you have no power, because power can be cultivated slowly. The saddest thing is that you slowly lose your ambition, no longer be strict with yourself, and begin to forget your original intention."

"After so many years, how many geniuses have appeared in the Earth Immortal Realm? We are definitely not the first, nor will we be the last. In the past history, how many people have been like us, with a stable tribulation period for a hundred years. They are also like us, full of confidence in breaking the void and turning into immortals ascendant, and they think it is only a matter of time, but what about the end?"

"After so many years, no one succeeded except Li Qinglian. Those people were full of confidence in a hundred years, a thousand years, or even thousands of years, but ten thousand years later, they found that manpower was sometimes poor, and some things in this world cannot be successful with confidence."

"We have become the best in this era, but this is useless because we have not become the best in this world. If we cannot achieve the realm of immortals, when this era has passed, we will follow the footsteps of our ancestors and disappear into the long river of time, and we cannot even leave a name."

"I don't want to be one of them, so I have to do my best and do whatever I can!"

The last sentence is spoken word by word, which shows how firm the heart is.

Chen Weiming clenched his fists and shouted loudly: "But what if I can't understand the Flying Immortal Sword today!"

The Black Knife of Death was raised in the hand of Ming Dao, and the sun shone, reflecting the black light, like a black sun.
Chapter completed!