The soldiers in the military formation were talking a lot, and the identity of the white-clothed sword immortal also appeared in front of others under the speculation of everyone.

Her snow-white naked feet seemed to be covered with flowers. Every moment she fell from the sky, there was a sword energy surrounding her, and it would not dissipate for a long time.

In terms of momentum alone, this white-clothed sword immortal is no longer inferior to the ugly "throne", and can even be slightly overwhelmed.

The sword force of the sky-storming sword just now dissipated, and the cannibal flower transformed by Ye Ning also appeared on the "throne".

She looked at the sword immortal in front of her and said slowly after a long time: "No wonder everyone yearned for the Han and Tang Dynasties. She said that the Han and Tang Dynasties are the center of the world and the prosperous world... Just two famous families, their grace is so outstanding. Compared to the vast grasslands of our Huns, it took so long for the character of the Right Xian Wang Duoer to appear."

Zuo Zinan got up from the ground, and Xiang Yening, who was covered in wounds, said: "Look at what you look like now, King Shanyu, you are no longer like anyone."

Ye Ning snorted lightly, and a tentacle quickly slapped her, but when the tentacle just stretched out, it was cut off by the sword energy shot from the opposite side at a faster speed, forcing her to focus all her attention on the newly emerging sword immortal.

"Luo family, Luo Suxin, please give me advice."

As soon as the words fell, a sword sounded suddenly.

This sword seemed to carry away all the sunlight on the woman's shoulders, gathering at the tip of her sword, and intertwining it into a dazzling sword light.

Ye Ning hesitated for a moment, then waved the remaining tentacles and blocked them in front of him.

There was a loud bang.

This is another sword power, which actually cut off all the remaining tentacles of the "throne" and turned it into a bare ball of flesh.

"Ha, extraordinary. Legend has it that the Sword Immortal is the purest inheritance of the four major families. Now that I see it, it is indeed extraordinary."

After Ye Ning finished sighing, he suddenly opened his bloody mouth and poured most of the air around him into his body. The "throne" began to rapidly expand his size like a huge human skin balloon.

After just a few breaths, it had become like a tall city tower, and in front of it, the human being became smaller and smaller, gradually becoming as indescribable as an ant.

Gradually, the range of the "throne" accommodated was getting bigger and bigger, and gradually there were many Hun soldiers' square formations under its huge body.

After the "throne" twitched, countless Hun soldiers below were sucked directly into the throne's body and sunk into her body.

Thrilling screams and painful shouts resounded throughout the sky, and the Hun army also began to riot. Soldiers kept ignoring the general's command and began to flee from the battlefield like crazy.

The "throne" nourished by life has begun to regain its birth posture. Its momentum is gradually rising, and it even begins to transcend the shackles of ancient times and reach a semi-immortal realm that people have never crossed.

Luo Suxin held the sword in her hand tightly, and she bit her thin lips lightly, knowing that at most she had only one chance to have a sword left.

If you cut out the bright moon with your current realm, you may not be able to dissipate this evil thing between heaven and earth.

It seems that it's still too early.

The general of the Zhenguo who was watching the battle on the city tower was dumbfounded and looked at all this and asked in disbelief: "Is this the momentum of a half-immortal? How is it possible? She obviously couldn't see any realm ability on her body before, how could she become so terrifying after changing her posture?"

"This is the posture of life performed by the beast god."

Suddenly a female answered the question of the general in the country, and behind her, a woman in an ink robe walked slowly from outside the city.

Her black hair was scattered on her shoulders, and her dress fluttered in the wind, setting off her delicate figure with infinite beauty.

The General of Zhenguo was also considered a celebrity and nobleman who had seen various characters in the Han and Tang dynasties. She had only seen this kind of bookish and graceful temperament in Qiao Xiang when she was young.

Then the identity of this woman is naturally self-evident.

Qiao Family Calligraphy Saint, Qiao Jingrou.

"I delved into the records left by the elders in my family and found that the beast god did not belong to the life born from this world. Strictly speaking, it should be considered an alien."

Qiao Jingrou's face was calm and calm, she appeared on the young girl. Although she seemed out of place, she gave her another style.

The unremarkable voice made the general of Zhenguo frown. Her eyes at Qiao Jingrou changed slightly, and her tone also had a hint of naturalness.

"Ms. Qiao has obtained the last inheritance of the Book Saint and has truly become a contemporary saint?"

The girl didn't answer her, but just closed her eyes slightly.

This slight action caused the look of the general in Zhenguo to move. After a moment, she took the lead in bent her knees and half-kneeling towards the girl, clasped her fists and said, "I beg the saint to take action, save the descendant of the Zuo family's martial saint to return to the mansion, and return the world to peace."

Immediately afterwards, the Zuo family troops who were prepared for defense on countless city towers knelt down and shouted at the beautiful girl: "I beg the saint to take action, save the descendant of the Zuo family's martial saint to return to the mansion, and return the world to peace!"

Qiao Jingrou's figure slowly floated downstairs, and she walked towards the terrifying meat ball, with her back peerless and isolated.

There were countless tiny swastika symbols on her flying and fluttering ink robe, which made her body feel a bit of solemn and solemn Buddha spirit.

"Is this another heir to the four major families, the Qiao family's Saint of Calligraphy?"

Ye Ning's voice seemed to come from the sky, like a deafening wave of thunder.

Qiao Jingrou's figure stopped. She walked straight to Luo Suxin, faced the "throne" with her, and was not afraid of the terrifying aura in front of her.

Qiao Jingrou's voice was neither humble nor arrogant, and she could not hear any emotional fluctuations. "You can enter the fairyland by just fusion of the body. From this point of view alone, you have indeed transcended the secular common sense and walked outside of reincarnation."

This seemed to be the first time Ye Ning, who was above the "throne", heard others' praise, and her voice became excited, as if she had seen someone who could understand her great achievements.

"That's right! This is the path of the Beast God to cultivate immortality. We will accommodate all life in the world into a body, so that everyone can become the true gods of this world. At that time, there will be no war or struggle between the world, and all problems between people will no longer exist and will all be born."

Qiao Jingrou shook her head gently. Although she understood the other party’s opinion, it did not mean that she agreed with the other party’s actions.

"Your appetite is endless. If you really achieve your goal, do you think this world will be your destination?"

“…”

A rare silence appeared above the clouds.

"You will become larger and larger until you swallow the whole world and devour everything in the world. At that time, you will try to swallow one piece of heaven and earth because of endless emptiness. In the future, you will be equivalent to killing the darkness of light and becoming the most evil and evil existence in people's mouths."
Chapter completed!