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Chapter 2257 Primordial Excalibur

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    Hundreds of millions of willow branches are floating, and each branch is like a condensed thread of law. It is extremely sharp and indestructible at the same time.

    The willow tree behind the ancestor Yang Mei swaggered, and the willows fluttered, stretching out to the limit, and every wicker came alive, as if the ancestor Yang Mei was distracted to control it.

    Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi!

    However, hearing a series of piercing sounds, countless willow branches slashed across the void of the universe, piercing towards the world barrier of the medium-large world.

    "it's useless!"

    Seeing this scene, Zhang Qian in Zhongji World smiled slightly. He knew that Yang Mei's ancestor's body was extremely terrifying, and he relied on the power of his body to open up the chaos outside the sky.

    Even the chaos outside the sky was cut by those willows. Needless to say, the sharpness of these willows is not inferior to the innate treasure.

    However, today's mid-maximal world is different from the past. After swallowing half of the void world, the background of the mid-maximal world has increased, making the barriers of the world many times thicker, and slowly approaching the world of the prehistoric world  The barrier is over.

    What's more, with Zhang Qian's blessing behind him, even if Patriarch Yang Mei is the master of the law of space, he can never think of breaking the world barrier of the medium and large world.

    Boom, boom, boom!

    In the next moment, countless wicker sticks wrapped in unparalleled sharpness, stabbed on the world barrier of the medium-to-large world, and the thick world barrier kept shaking, but wherever the wicker stabbed, all appeared  Ripples visible to the naked eye.

    The ripples spread, like huge waves tumbling in circles, echoing on the surface of the medium-large world. What's even more frightening is that those sharp wickers are ruthlessly drilling into the world barrier.

    "snort!"

    Zhang Gan, who was in the original ocean of Zhongji World, uttered a cold snort. With a thought, the world barrier of Zhongji World seemed to come alive and become a living thing. The mighty power of the vast world condensed and shook hard  , sending hundreds of millions of willow branches flying.

    "Yang Mei, don't use such small tricks, it's just ridiculous! The destruction of your Void World is already unstoppable and irreversible, so why bother with me? It's better to be honest.  Find a place to practice hard, and after you have cultivated for tens of thousands of years, it will not be too late to come to this seat!"

    Patriarch Yang Mei almost vomited blood when he heard it. If you really cultivated for tens of thousands of years, maybe you would have reached the realm of heaven, and then go to die?

    "Zhang Gan! You are a despicable villain who deserves to die. If you destroy my world, I will definitely destroy your world too. If you don't let me walk the path of the Lord of the World, then don't leave either!"

    After the Great Void World of Patriarch Yang Mei was destroyed, he lost the qualification to take the path of the Lord of the World. Without the world he created, how could he take this path?

    In fact, there are still, and that is the inner world.

    Open up the inner world in your body, and let the inner world step by step promote the small thousand world, the middle thousand world, the big thousand world and even the original big world.

    However, Patriarch Yang Mei didn't have Taiwei Qiankun Sacred Law in his hands, and without such incredible mystic skills, how could he open up the inner world and let the inner world be promoted step by step.

    It is even easy to open up the inner world. How to promote the inner world is a huge problem. Without specific exercises, if you fumble around, you will only lead yourself astray.

    The willow tree behind Patriarch Yang Mei's back suddenly soared, towering to the sky, standing in the gap between the three realms, standing in the void of the universe that appeared after the void world was broken.

    This towering spiritual root stands there like a sacred mountain, with a majestic tree trunk and countless dao patterns hovering on it.

    There is also a big dark hole in the middle of the tree trunk. This big hole is like the source of the law of space, constantly stirring up the profound meaning of the law of infinite space.

    After the billions of willows skyrocketed, each one was like a long whip whipping the primordial universe, twisting back and forth and shaking constantly.

    The next moment, countless willow branches like long whips were violently drawn towards Zhongji World.

    As the wicker slid across, cracks appeared in the void of the universe, and even the innate chaotic air appeared. The misty chaotic air surged, hiding the whip-like wicker in it, appearing and disappearing from time to time.

    "It seems that you won't retreat until I teach you a lesson."

    Zhang Gan frowned, whispered, and stretched out his finger. The dense original Dao Wen emerged, and the Dao Wen gathered together, and the word "Fengrui" was written on each Dao Wen.

    In the blink of an eye, countless primordial Taoisms appeared, and these Taoisms condensed into a divine sword, blooming with unparalleled sharpness.

    The Excalibur flew out of Zhongji World, and met the drawn wicker.

    Chi Chi Chi Chi!

     A thing happened that shocked the powerhouses of the three realms. The seemingly perfect divine sword touched the terrifyingly powerful wicker lightly, without making any sound, and all the wicker was cut off by the divine sword, splitting into two  .

    "Hiss!"

    "What kind of treasure is this?"

    "Ancestor Yang Mei's body is the spiritual root of chaos. Those wicker sticks are indestructible and extremely tough. How could they be easily cut off by these divine swords?"

    "What kind of treasure is this? Zhang Qian actually has such a sharp treasure in his hand. I have heard for a long time that the Four Swords of Jade Dynasty in his hand are extremely sharp and can form a formation of Jade Dynasty swords. Could it be that these are the Four Swords of Jade Dynasty?"

    "These severed willows are also priceless treasures. Each one is not inferior to the best innate spirit treasures. They also contain endless profound meanings of the law of space, from which one can comprehend the avenue of the law of space. Even if they are planted in the spiritual soil, they will get  Some innate spiritual roots!"

    When the powerhouses of the three realms were talking about it, Patriarch Yang Mei was already stunned. Hundreds of millions of willow branches were cut off by the divine sword, and he felt the deep pain.

    That willow tree is his body, and every wicker is also his limbs, how can it be painless to be cut off by the divine sword.

    The blood of chaos gods and demons flowed from the fracture of the wicker.

    The blood of these gods and demons fell into the void of the universe, and magical changes immediately occurred. After each drop of blood of gods and demons fell, small worlds were immediately transformed into small worlds.

    Patriarch Yang Mei is the master of the law of space, and his blood of gods and demons naturally contains strong power of the law of space. After falling down, a small world will naturally evolve.

    Just like the true blood of the ancestor dragon will evolve into dragons after dripping, the true blood of ancestor Yang Mei has the same mystery.

    Yang Mei's figure trembled again and again, enduring the pain to the bone, her face full of disbelief.

    He is well aware of how terrifying his own body is. After hundreds of millions of years of continuous tempering, the willow branches have long been indestructible, otherwise they would not have been able to open up the chaos in the sky.

    The wicker that can open up the chaos outside the sky is almost as strong as the Pangu magic axe.

    But such a strong willow is vulnerable to those swords, and it is easily cut off, like a fragile vine.

    But he couldn't believe it anymore, it was true, it was something that really happened. Although he couldn't see what kind of treasure those swords were transformed from, they were obviously Zhang Gan's trump card.

    He didn't know the primordial Taoism, and didn't know that these divine swords were condensed from the primordial Taoism, and had the power to surpass the cosmic avenue, so they could easily cut off the wicker that he had tempered for hundreds of millions of years.

    As soon as Zhang Qian thought about it in the medium-to-great world, those severed wickers were absorbed by a force, and fell into the medium-to-great world, becoming his spoils of war.

    These willows are good things, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are priceless.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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