Maybe he has the blessing of the will of his old brothers, or maybe his own state of mind has risen to another level.

Although Chen Qingyuan's body was stained with blood and scarred, his power was even greater than before.

The sword was swung out, and the sword light covered 90,000 miles, forming a huge light curtain, covering it from top to bottom.

"Wow—"

The light curtain drooped, flattening all the unstable law fragments on the Divine Bridge, destroying everything and becoming unstoppable.

There was a gap in the bronze tripod and it was still trembling.

However, with a wave of the corpse's hand, the bronze tripod quickly stabilized and turned into a terrifying mountain, falling from the sky.

"Swish"

Chen Qingyuan's forward steps were not affected, and he raised his hand and swung a sword upward.

The sword curtain covered the sky and shook thousands of miles.

The bronze cauldron that fell down was resisted by the extremely strong sword power. It was in a stalemate for several breaths and was forced to retreat.

The body of the tripod is damaged and the imperial pattern is disordered.

Coupled with Chen Qingyuan's ultimate power of burning the original Dao pattern, he is no longer trapped in the bronze tripod, and strides forward, pushing everything aside.

Soon, he arrived in front of the dead body.

He swung the sword without hesitation, and millions of sword intentions came out, tearing the heaven and earth apart and penetrating the divine bridge.

The dead corpse was very strong. He raised his hand and slapped countless sword lights filled with murderous intent into nothingness.

Immediately afterwards, the corpse attacked, pointed a finger in the air, and pointed at the center of Chen Qingyuan's eyebrows.

"Chong"

Chen Qingyuan immediately raised his sword to block.

The finger light penetrated the layers of sword curtains and hit the Zijun sword, taking the fatal blow for Chen Qingyuan.

However, due to the battle just now and the dealings with the dead bodies, Zijun Sword has already reached its limit.

At this moment, the power of the imperial power of the dead body was forcibly connected, and a shallow crack appeared on the sword body. The surrounding sword intent began to be chaotic, and the sword screamed harshly, like the sound of broken piano strings.

Even so, Zi Junjian still had no intention of retreating and was willing to fight with Chen Qingyuan until the last moment.

The sword can be broken, but the will cannot be broken.

Only by being fearless and not resting until death can you be worthy of the name of the Imperial Sword.

"what!"

Chen Qingyuan roared again, unstoppable.

The road ahead is long. Is the other side really the end of the world?

How wonderful are the more distant historical years?

What was the mummy in front of me like during its lifetime, and what was its name?

Many questions flashed through Chen Qingyuan's mind.

In the end, only one thought remained.

Defeat this corpse!

Only by suppressing the corpses can we have a chance to solve mysteries one after another in the future.

This rushing momentum cannot be stopped. Therefore, Chen Qingyuan resisted the attack of the dead body, either by wielding his sword to resist, or by physically carrying it. He must grit his teeth and hold on.

The bronze cauldron attacked again and landed in front of the dead body. It could both attack and defend.

"When I came, the world became more exciting."

Chen Qingyuan murmured, having drained all the spiritual power from his body, and exploded the original Dao pattern with all his strength, causing the Tianshu Tower to tremble. He could no longer stabilize the special original Dao pattern, and lost control. .

Blooming the style of the peak period, burying the past self, and paving the way for the future self.

The long river of sword energy submerged the divine bridge.

The indomitable momentum seems to be able to penetrate everything in the world.

Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted.

Chen Qingyuan has long exceeded the limits of his body, but he keeps breaking the limits.

At this point, he couldn't delay it any longer. He could only make this trend stronger than ever before, and then use up all his strength to thrust out the strongest sword.

"break!"

There was a long shout, and the sword was like a rainbow.

The bronze cauldron stood at the front, and the sword did not avoid it, nor did it pause, but pierced straight through.

"Boom!"

The sword fell, the cauldron retreated, and there was a loud sound.

The sound was thunderous, like the wail of a giant dragon, or the cry of a whale.

At this moment, Chen Qingyuan's strength was far greater than before, as if he was truly an unparalleled emperor, dominating the world forever.

The corpse pushed out a palm and pressed it on the rapidly retreating bronze cauldron, intending to stabilize it and block the blow.

However, even with the power of the dead corpse, Chen Qingyuan still couldn't stop Chen Qingyuan's brilliant sword.

Not only was the bronze cauldron retreating, but the powerful force forced the corpse to retreat as well, slowly approaching the entrance to the other side.

"boom!"

There was a crisp crack, and the tip of the Zijun sword penetrated a layer of the tripod body.

This sword trend is still rising and has no tendency to weaken.

Because Chen Qingyuan had previously punched a hole in the bronze tripod with a pair of iron fists, the pattern of the imperial weapon was missing. Therefore, even if Bronze Cauldron wanted to resist, it would be of no avail.

Moreover, the bronze cauldron emperor pattern is damaged, so the defense is naturally not as strong as before.

Then the Zijun Sword carried Chen Qingyuan's supreme power and quickly pierced the front layer of the tripod.

"Boom boom..."

As a result, the powerful sword power was impacting the side of the tripod that was close to the dead body, with a menacing power that would not stop until the tripod was broken.

The special mysterious energy that permeated the dead body seemed to have been consumed a lot, making it difficult to maintain the situation.

The dead body wanted to regain some strength, but it couldn't be done in a short time.

Because this corpse was connected to the bronze tripod, the damage to the ancient tripod affected the corpse's replenishment of mystical energy.

A rotten and withered corpse, no matter how powerful it is, is not alive after all. It cannot display the unparalleled grace that the Eternal Emperor should have, and is severely limited.

"boom!"

There was a burst of Dao Ming collapse, the ancient cauldron was pierced by the Zijun sword, the sword intention went straight and penetrated the dead body.

The corpse is a dead thing. It is useless to simply pierce the wound, even if it is chopped into hundreds of sections.

Chen Qingyuan's purpose was not to destroy the corpse, but to cut off the special Dao marks on the corpse.

Only in this way can the dead body fall into a deep sleep and no longer be a puppet on strings.

"Boom"

Visions of the sky shattering and the earth shattering, the bloody sun hanging high, and all kinds of ancient visions that frightened ordinary creatures appeared one after another and flashed by.

The bronze tripod was severely damaged, and the special law on the dead body was shattered with a sword.

The sword was so powerful that it pushed the ancient tripod and the corpse far away, and finally returned to the other side.

"Zheng-"

This breath is gone. This trend also dissipated.

The Zijun Sword Zabu destroyed all the power of the sword. It trembled, screamed, and had some visible cracks on the sword body, all due to the battle.

As for Chen Qingyuan, he landed on the Divine Bridge, very close to the other shore, just like 300,000 years ago, only one step away.

However, at this time, Chen Qingyuan was still the same as before, he had no strength and could not cross.

Even if you have the energy, you can't do it.

His power does not belong to himself, but arises from Tianshu Tower.

It’s exhausted and it’s time to go back to how it was before.

Holding the sword in his right hand, he stood there, covered in blood and riddled with holes.

Looking at the other shore, he slowly lowered his severely damaged head. His whole body was in a state of collapse, and he might fall into the endless abyss at any time, and his soul would be swallowed up.