Chapter 1825: The sword is deadly, Patriarch Baihe
The art of time and space purgatory uses the power of time and space as the source of strangulation, assisting other rules.
The resulting force is powerful.
At this moment, Kunpeng was in such a state, with powerful power soaring into the sky, constantly hovering around Xu Zimo.
Gradually, the power of time and space turned into turbulent flows of space, roaring past like a strong wind.
Dense turbulence enveloped Xu Zimo.
The monster condensed by Old Man Duobao's five beast guardians instantly let go of Xu Zimo, and his figure escaped directly into the void.
This was followed by the sound of old man Tianbao drinking softly.
"Strangulation."
I saw that the large void where Xu Zimo was located collapsed directly into nothingness.
The force of this strangulation is too strong.
Even a strong Taoist can be strangled to death in it.
"Is it over?" Many disciples murmured to themselves.
"He should be dead. Elder Sanbao took action. If he is not dead yet, wouldn't it be a slap in the face," a disciple said tentatively.
But as soon as he said these words, it felt like he was really going to be slapped in the face.
Just hear a "boom".
An explosion came from the other side of the void.
Everyone was shocked, and when they turned around to look, they saw Xu Zimo raising his knife to kill Old Man Duobao's monster.
"He's not dead," someone shouted.
"How is it possible? Kunpeng's time and space purgatory is unique. How could he survive? He used a demonic method," one disciple said in disbelief.
But it was true that Xu Zimo appeared intact at some point and slashed at the monster with his sword.
He didn't hesitate at all with this strike.
No more water was released.
The sword's intent is astonishing, and the sword's light is like the waves of the majestic sea, one wave after another, endless and endless.
"Boom, boom, boom."
When the knife fell, the monster subconsciously used both hands to block it.
Those hands were transformed into demonic dragons, and the dragons roared in waves, and the demonic energy rose.
But Xu Zimo's sword is more domineering.
So what about dragons? I have killed almost countless dragons in my life.
There was a "boom" sound.
The dragon's arms were forcibly cut off.
The monster roared in pain.
Xu Zimo didn't stop, and slashed at the monster's legs with another knife.
His legs were transformed from blood unicorns.
The veins in his legs were like a river of blood.
It kicked towards Xu Zimo, and the bloody smell that hit his face was like a long river rushing towards him.
There was a "boom" sound.
I have a knife to open the gate of heaven, cut down the nine ghosts, kill ten thousand immortals, and destroy the great sun.
The sword cuts through the sky, unstoppable.
The sword fell, devastating the dam, the dam collapsed, and the blood unicorn's legs were cut off.
Xu Zimo turned around and struck again with a knife.
The head transformed into a white tiger roared.
Unfortunately, he was just helpless and furious, and cut off his head with a knife.
The last knife was directed at the torso that the underworld turtle had transformed into.
The underworld turtle's defense should be the strongest. Even if Xu Zimo's sword fell, it could withstand it for a moment.
However, as the sword glowed into the sky, sparks flew everywhere, and the sword cut the turtle in half from top to bottom.
………
There was a pile of broken copper and iron at his feet. Xu Zimo held a knife and turned to face the crowd.
At this moment, the entire Pantaoyuan was completely silent.
Only old man Duobao pointed at Xu Zimo and trembled with his right hand.
These five beast protectors had cost him countless thoughts, and now they were destroyed like this.
His heart ached as if it were bleeding.
"What a hateful Shuzi," he yelled.
"Old Man Duobao, I, Zhuhe, are here to help you," a soft drink came from not far away.
I saw the Wuxu elders who had left before come back.
This time, he was accompanied by an old man.
The old man has fair hair and a childish face, a beard as white as blood, skin that can be broken by blows, and a gray Taoist robe.
His eyes were bright and clear, and he was holding a white jade whisk.
When the old man arrived, the countless disciples present all knelt down and worshiped.
"I've met Patriarch Baihe."
Even the three people, old man Sanbao, also greeted each other.
This is a jaw-dropping thing.
You must know that Old Man Tianbao, as the leader of Bao Mai, his identity and status is second only to Queen Mother of the West, the ruler of Yaochi.
The Pulse Master is already the best in his lineage.
But when I met this old man, he still regarded himself as a junior.
"This is terrible," Wang Ya and her brother looked at each other, their expressions changing slightly.
They whispered to Xu Zimo: "Brother Xu, run quickly. The other party doesn't respect martial ethics. They even invited old monsters from Zhuhe's lineage."
"Old monster?" Xu Zimo squinted slightly.
The other party did put some pressure on him.
Because on the top of the old man's head, there are three flowers gathering in the looming space.
Gathering like clouds, clouds rise and fall.
Misty and out of the dust, the posture of a direct immortal.
Between the three flowers, there is a faintly sleeping crane.
All this is no longer revealed, the old man in front of him is a strong man of three flowers.
You must know that although Xu Zimo has bloomed twice, he still has not left the category of Dao Fruit.
Those who do not have three flowers cannot cultivate their souls.
In other words, even if you are at the peak of Daoguo, you still cannot cultivate your soul.
And this old man's soul has already undergone a transformation.
"Who is this person?"
Hearing Xu Zimo's question, Wang Ya quickly whispered: "The founder of the Zhuhe lineage is named Xianweng.
Sitting idle, the blue dragon returns to Ziji, and I like to ride on the white crane to go down to Kunlun.
This immortal is from the same era as Master Wan Sheng, who is of the same lineage as our plants.
At the beginning, there were three disciples under this immortal man.
