My Disciples Are All The Emperor Level Talents

The people in the God Realm are different from other cultivators.

Just as the spiritual energy is not as good as the immortal energy, the immortal energy is also not as good as the divine energy.

So generally speaking, compared with other cultivators in the God Realm, cultivators in the God Realm can occupy an absolute advantage in the same realm.

Even though Ning Zhou is only in the early stage of the Demigod Realm, he has the strength of the middle stage of the Demigod Realm compared with cultivators in other great realms.

But because of this.

When Ning Zhou saw the power released by the sword in Ye Qiubai's hand, he was shocked even more.

He was obviously only in the ancestral realm, but he could take out such a weapon that made him feel no desire to resist and fear spread in his heart.

But... can an ancestral realm control this sword?

Ning Zhou gritted his teeth slightly.

No matter what, he must deal with it with all his strength, otherwise not only will he not be able to get this fragment, but he will not even be able to solve the task assigned by the above!

Thinking of this, Ning Zhou no longer hesitated.

He stepped out with his right foot, and then stepped heavily on the ground, and the already cracked earth cracked again!

Only the two rows of candle dragon statues and the stone platform with the fragments of Shanhaijing were not affected.

Ning Zhou held the hilt of the giant sword tightly with both hands, roared and stabbed it into the ground!

Then, he bit his finger and smeared his blood on the blade of the giant sword.

At this moment, a huge and domineering aura rose to the sky!

This domineering aura spread to the surrounding space, covering everyone present.

The incomparable violent suppression force even made most of the students fall to the ground directly, unable to get up!

Even some people at the same level as Ning Zhou could not bear this powerful force.

It was hard to imagine how Ye Qiubai would deal with it.

Ning Zhou stared at Ye Qiubai with a crazy look on his face, his eyes bloodshot and full of bloodshot, grinning wildly and said: "To be honest, you can be proud of being able to force me to this point, but only for now, after all, you have no future."

After speaking.

The violent sword intent and blood began to condense, and a blood-colored giant holding a giant sword gradually solidified!

Ning Zhou also gradually floated up, suspended at the center of the blood-colored giant's eyebrows.

This blood-colored giant, as tall as the sky, made the entire sky blood-red. In this space, it was filled with blood mist dominated by violent sword intent!

Looking at this scene, Ye Qiubai's face was solemn.

Sure enough, no one in the God Realm is simple.

If he didn't use the power of the Qingyun Sword, he might not be able to easily defeat the opponent.

Thinking of this.

Ye Qiubai held the hilt of the sword with one hand and began to exert force!

On the hand holding the hilt, there began to be strands of the original power of the sword dao floating out of the Qingyun Sword, like silk threads wrapped around Ye Qiubai's hand, as if constantly drawing the power from Ye Qiubai's body.

Click!

The scabbard shook, and the ancient sword body was gradually pulled out by Ye Qiubai!

A sharp sword energy gushed out of it!

Feeling this sword energy, Ning Zhou's face condensed, and he knew that he couldn't wait any longer.

With a light shout, the blood-colored giant held the huge sword in both hands and chopped at Ye Qiubai from top to bottom!

The giant sword chopped down, and it seemed that what fell was not a sword.

Looking up, a huge black shadow covered the land, as if a mountain range fell!

Ye Qiubai's eyes condensed and he shouted softly.

The sword intent swirling around Ye Qiubai began to riot like boiling water.

At this moment, half of the sword body of the Qingyun Sword was suddenly exposed in this space.

The extremely sharp sword intent frantically cut through the surrounding space, and even emitted bursts of sharp sword whistles.

"This... Is this an attack that a ancestral sword cultivator can perform?"

"What level is this sword? Why can't I see through it?"

"Hasn't the mortal world just been rebuilt from ruins? I'm afraid that only the ancient families and top forces in the Cangxuan Continent have weapons of this level?"

The surging sword intent directly hit the blood-colored giant's sword!

The trend of the giant sword falling also stopped at this moment.

Even at the moment of contact, the giant sword was already full of cracks!

There was no need to look, just the sword intent coming from the giant sword made Ning Zhou feel an irresistible power.

Countless small holes suddenly appeared on the entire blood-colored giant, and violent sword intent flowed out from those small holes.

It has such power before it is completely pulled out?

If it is pulled out completely... Ning Zhou can't imagine what kind of devastating power it will release.

Ning Zhou's eyes were full of blood, and he shouted at Ye Qiubai: "Who are you?!"

Ye Qiubai did not answer.

At the beginning, when the Qingyun Sword was half pulled out, it would immediately drain all the immortal energy in Ye Qiubai's body, and his spirit would fall into an extremely weak state in an instant.

But now, although it feels that the immortal energy has been absorbed in large quantities, it is still within an acceptable range.

After thinking about it, Ye Qiubai looked at the giant sword and the blood-colored giant that were not completely broken.

He stepped forward with his right foot, shouted in a deep voice, and exerted force with his palm again.

At this moment, two-thirds of the sword body was revealed!

The sharp sword intent, which was several times stronger than before, cut the surrounding space into black holes one after another.

The clouds in the sky were also dispersed!

This gust of wind and tsunami-like sword intent rushed towards the blood-colored giant!

The giant sword collapsed in an instant.

Not even a trace was left.

The sword intent was like a storm, and under Ning Zhou's terrified gaze, it enveloped the blood-colored giant as tall as the sky.

The blood-colored giant was directly destroyed.

Ning Zhou was in the storm of sword intent, and the giant sword in his hand had been crushed into powder, and his body was gradually collapsing.

Pieces of flesh and bones were cut off by the sword energy, and then turned into ashes.

Ning Zhou kept screaming in pain.

"Kill me, you mortals can't get out of this ruins!!"

No begging for mercy.

Put yourself in his shoes, if it was Ning Zhou, he would not let his opponent go at this time.

When the body and soul were completely destroyed, a divine light rushed out from it and then disappeared in this world.

Seeing this, Ye Qiubai frowned slightly, but now he was powerless to stop the message from being transmitted.

Pulling out two-thirds of the Qingyun Sword may not have made Ye Qiubai fall into a coma, but now he only has less than 20% of his strength left...

He quickly put the Qingyun Sword back into the scabbard and then put it away.

Everyone looked at this scene, looking at each other in bewilderment.

Watching Ye Qiubai walk towards the stone platform step by step, no one stepped forward to stop him.

Or rather... who dared to step forward to stop him?

What if the other party drew out the sword whose level could not be seen again?

Tan Zongzhao and Mu Ziqing also came to Ye Qiubai at this moment.

Mu Ziqing quickly gave Ye Qiubai a pill and then worriedly asked, "Are you okay?"

Ye Qiubai shook his head, walked to the stone platform, and picked up the broken page.

The portrait on it was exactly the same as Zhulong!

There was also an introduction next to it.

Shanhaijing: Dahuang Beijing.

Zhulong...

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