Chapter Five Hundred and Sixty-Six Soul Falling Seals Xiantai, Blood Splattered Zixiao Palace - Part 1
Chapter 566: Soul Falls in the Immortal Platform, Blood Splashes in Zixiao Palace (Part 1)
The Taoist of the Insight is a saint of the four-turn heaven. Even if he has not entered the five-turn high-level saint, his cultivation is far from comparable to the peak of the quasi-saint.
Although the divine channel man is just a clone of the corpse, he is not a saint of the heavenly way, but he is also the cultivation level of the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.
With Kong Xuan, Styx and Kunpeng, they naturally could not stop the attack of them.
At this moment, the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree brushed from the air, and the power of the saint suddenly swept out.
The Taoist in Guiying shouted: "It's Cunti!"
As the senior brother of Cundi, he knew that this move was fierce and irresistible, so he also sacrificed his relics to resist with all his strength.
Taoist Zhunti jumped out and said aloud: "You two are acting like Chaoge, and you can't help but take the Emperor seriously!"
The Taoist Zhiting didn't know what kind of brain Zishou had washed Zhunti, and shouted: "Taoist Zhunti, you have betrayed the Western Sect and dared to appear today. I will definitely not spare you!"
"Haha, I am now teaching the Buddha Cunti, and I see that you have a destiny to teach me. Why don't you come to teach me and win the position of Buddha? If not, I will really start my fight later, I won't
It looks good." said Taoist Zhunti.
The Taoist Zhi directly sacrificed the demon-sweeping pestle and smashed it over, but was blocked by the Buddha Cunti with his relics.
The divine tunnel saw that Cundi had shaved his head, wearing a cassock, and three relics on his head were spinning, and he was full of strict treasures.
"Hmph, the first sect, I'm a great emperor. I'll just stop fighting for the gods on the list of gods. I'm afraid this is a change from Buddhism." The Divine Channel Man, as the clone of the ancestor Hongjun, has been around for five thousand years.
All can be calculated based on the way of heaven.
Although some variables cannot be known, they also know that the original religion was Buddhism, but now it belongs to Emperor Xin.
After becoming the founding Buddhist monk Zhunti, his cultivation also increased. Originally, his strength was not as good as that of Taoist Ji, but now he is in a similar position, regardless of Xuanzhi.
Seeing this, the Divine Channel man sacrificed a Yin-Yang Creation Cauldron to the sky. The power of Yin-Yang Creation in the cauldron can be used to suppress the dragon veins or to suppress the saints.
The Yin-Yang Creation Cauldron rumbled down, and the Buddha Zhunti changed his face and hurriedly sacrificed his relics to resist. However, the treasure cauldron was injected with the power of a saint by Hongjun, so there was no such easy way to block it!
With a "bang", Buddha Cunti was directly pressed under the cauldron.
"Take that list." The divine tunnel said humanly.
Taoist Xie Yin nodded, and no one could stop him. He walked forward, reached out and picked the Immortal List in his hand, and handed it to the Divine Channel Man.
The man from the divine channel took over the jade list, reached out to touch the list, his eyes reflected a surprising light, and said, "The curious jade list, including the self-constructed space, the law of time, the operation rules of the dark talisman, the soul on the list, can actually be transformed.
And who made it up as an immortal? No wonder, no wonder Emperor Xin could turn defeat into victory in the past. Even with such a jade list, why can't he be able to do it?"
In an instant, the divine tunnel person thought of many things: "This jade list and the jade plate of creation also have the same effect, and it seems to be the product of the great way. Take it back for me to see, and perhaps we can use this to break through the limit of the nine-turn...
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The Taoist in Zhiting said, "Teacher, do you want to take Taoist Zhunti back?"
The man from the Divine Channel said: "Zunti has become a saint with the world in the Chaos Pearl. He is not under the jurisdiction of the current heavenly way. Even if he is refined, he can be reborn and resurrected. Unless he is directly destroyed, he cannot be killed. We will just walk.
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At this moment, the divine tunnel man took back the Yin-Yang Creation Cauldron and flew towards the Zixiao Palace.
Taoist Xie Yin nodded, flew into the air, turned around, and suddenly remembered the miserable fate of the Western Sect. Evil arose from the side of his courage, and then he threw the demon-sweeping pestle towards the Star Picking Platform!
The demon-sweeping pestle turned into thousands of feet, like a mountain, rumbling and roaring down.
Yunxiao, Huo Ling and others all changed their faces and their bodies were trembling.
The saint's full-strength attack may not be able to stop even the strongest people at the peak of the quasi-saint such as the Ancestor of the Styx!
What's more, they are!
If this pestle is crushed, I am afraid everyone will be killed.
Taoist Xie Yin looked at Yun Xiao and others with despair, and couldn't help but sneer on his face.
At this moment, a clear chant in the air!
A long sword suddenly flew above the Star Picking Platform, trembling slightly, and turned into eight long swords, turned into sword formations, turned into barriers, protecting Yunxiao and others' heads, blocking the demon-sweeping pestle!
"boom!"
The whole star-picking platform was almost smashed!
The earth around Zhaixingtai suddenly collapsed.
The eight long swords in the air trembled together, turning into a protective cover, protecting Yun Xiao and others tightly.
The demon-sweeping pestle swung back and took it back into the hands of the Taoist Master.
"Emperor!" Yun Xiao looked happy and couldn't help but shout.
Huo Ling also smiled and said, "I'm here! I'm here!"
Yun Zhongzi, Styx and others all breathed a sigh of relief.
Taoist Jie Yin was shocked and thought that the strength of Emperor Xin was not inferior to me a few years ago. Now how many years have passed, my strength is probably higher than that of me.
The Kun-sword trembled, and then turned into a mouthful and inserted it in front of the stage.
He saw a man wearing Taoist uniform emerge from the air and protecting Huo Ling and others.
Who is it if it’s not Zishou?
At this time, Zishou was wearing a blue-white Taoist suit, with a pale face and a faint expression. When he reached out to pick it up, the Kun-sword flew to his palm.
"Die Xin!"
The Taoist Zhiyin's eyes shrank. Although he hated him to the core, he knew that the other party's cultivation was not inferior to him and did not dare to act rashly.
However, after Zishou appeared, his body trembled, leaning against the sword, his face turned pale.
This scene also made the overly happy Fire Spirit, Yun Xiao and others stunned.
The Emperor... seems to be injured?
The Taoist Zhiting thought to himself: "If it were Emperor Xin, it would never be like this if I took me a pestle. Most of the things that appeared in front of me were his clone or Yang Shen. He rashly picked me up the pestle and was seriously injured, it was
The best time to kill him.”
Thinking of this, a hint of ecstasy flashed in the eyes of Taoist Zhiyin. He jumped over and suddenly smashed his head towards Zi Sui's face.
Zishou looked indifferent, but he couldn't say anything about the pain in his heart. The soul was in seclusion in the Hongmeng world. Although the Yang God was strong, it was not much stronger.
Not to mention that the Zhuxian Sword Formation was used to protect people just now, he did not exert the power of the Zhuxian Sword Formation in a hurry. When he was smashed by the demon pestle, the sword formation collapsed and retaliated against him, which had already seriously injured him.
Seeing that the Taoist Jie Yin came in a fierce attack, Zishou could only grab the Kunqin sword to resist!
The Kun-Bi sword can be transformed into eight, and this sword is naturally no less than any of the four swords of Zhuxian.
When fighting with the Demon-Slaying Pestle, the sword intent roared rapidly, and eight kinds of sword intents surrounded the body, and the sword shadow stabbed towards the Taoist guinea pig.
The Taoist Xie Yin secretly shouted loudly, and sacrificed the relics above his head to protect his body. He opened the demon pestle in his hand and closed it, and directly took the son to the face.
In this way, although the eight sword shadows scattered by the Kunqin sword are extremely sharp, it is difficult to hurt the Taoist Jie Yin, who is protected by the relics.
Everyone saw that although Zi's moves were simple, the eight sword shadows surrounded by their bodies were extremely powerful, with excellent offense and defense. If it were someone else, they would have died under Zi's sword at this time.
However, the demon pestle in the hand of the Taoist Circuit weighs more than 100 million kilograms. Every time it is smashed, a mountain shakes the earth.
Zishou gradually changed from offensive to defense.
"The Emperor comes out with his clone, and his original deity should still be in seclusion in the Hongmeng world. The clone's strength is far less than that of the Taoist in the Taoist." The ancestor of the Styx had already seen some clues. After all, Zishou had already broken through four decades ago decades ago
If the saint is here, even if the deity cannot kill the Taoist Jie Yin, it will not be so passive.
"Let's go and help the Emperor." Kong Xuan whispered.
The ancestor of the Styx said: "We rashly participate in the battle of their class. Not only will we not be able to help the Emperor, but we will send ourselves in. When we look at the opportunity, we will sneak attack the spiritual treasure."
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At this moment, the Taoist lord protected his body with the golden light of relics, and swept away the demon pestle in front of his body!
Even this simple move, the power burst out is incomparable!
Zi was defended by the Huijian Sword, and the true energy in his body was urged to the extreme. At the same time, the eight sword shadows quickly turned to protect their bodies.
At this moment, the ancestor of the Styx took off his hand and sacrificed a Sun and Moon Pearl, hitting the back of the Taoist in Guiding.
Although the Taoist Zhisuan did not turn his head, the golden light released by the relics directly shattered the Sun and Moon Beads, and a recoil force pushed back. The ancestor of the Styx was suddenly hit hard, and he sprayed blood directly, and his body was in full force.
Destroy, drink and hate on the spot.
Kong Xuan next to him saw a cold sweat. The ancestor of the Styx had 480 million clones, but no one could have thought that this body would be shocked so quickly.
At this time, Zishou had already jumped into the air and flew towards the distance.
Jie Yin Taoist said intimately: "It's indeed a clone. Take advantage of this time to destroy one of your clones!"
He took out the rosary and smashed it out with his hands.
The rosary suddenly turned into twenty or thirty pieces and was launched towards the sac.
Zishou turned around and pushed his sword to block three pieces, and was shot in the chest, thighs, and neck. With a scream, the sword flew out of his hand and fell to the ground, smashing a deep pit on the ground.
The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit and others were stunned and could not come back to their senses for a moment.
The Taoist Zhiting said to himself: "Is it just a Yang God? Humph, Yang God comes out to prove that the soul is in seclusion and practice. I will destroy you a Yang God here. If you go crazy, it will be the best."
He immediately jumped forward, opened his mouth and spit out three fires.
These three fires are the Jingshe Fire, the Jiang Palace Lantern, and the Niwan Fire, and the divine fire that is born from the three major dantians of the human body.
The three fires cooperated with each other and were burned directly wrapped around the child.
"Let's lead, destroy my Yang God. Next time I meet, I will kill you with the Zhuxian Sword Formation!"
Zi endured the pain of the three fires burning and said coldly.
"Hmph!" The Taoist of Jie Yin felt his scalp numb when he remembered the Zhuxian Sword Formation he had used that day. However, it was over, and he would never stop. He waved his hand violently, turned three fires and continued to refine Zishou.
"Catch the evil path, stop!" The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit was frightened and furious. She couldn't help but rush forward, and took off her hand and sacrificed the flame dart and attacked the vest of the Taoist of Jieying.
The Flame Dart is a spiritual treasure she has created over the years. It is powerful and will die if it is in the middle.
However, it depends on the object. Even if the Taoist in Guigui never turned around, the body protection true energy will automatically resist, and the flame dart will be directly crushed.
The Taoist Zhiyin thought that he would do nothing but stop. Anyway, he had already destroyed the Emperor Xinyang God, so he might as well kill the Fire Spirit and Kunpeng together.
"A mere fire spirit becomes a spirit. It should have been on the list and become a god, but it is now stuck. It's really abominable that he dares to offend the saint!"
The Taoist Zhi turned his head and reached out to hold it. The law of space activated. Invisibly, there seemed to be a force that grabbed the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit, and then slowly pressed it down.
The saint personally took action to activate the law of space, how can the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit withstand it?
In just a moment, the blood vessels of the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit cracked and blood flowed out of her seven orifices. With a wow, she vomited a mouthful of blood.
"Hmph!" The Taoist in Jieying directly threw the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit under the Immortal Platform.
The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit did not move, and she had lost her vitality. The fragrance faded and the jade disappeared, and the soul was cut off and the immortal platform was sealed.
Yunxiao's face changed drastically. He knew that Taoist Jie Yin did not intend to let them go this time. He stepped forward with his sword and stabbed Taoist Jie Yin's vest.
The Taoist in Guiying sacrificed the demon pestle and smashed it towards Yunxiao's forehead.
This pestle is extremely powerful, so how can Yunxiao stop it!
Yun Zhongzi stepped forward and pushed her away, but his body was forced to force her, and he suddenly flew out and fell to the Star Picking Platform.
The Taoist in charge said, "It's all the people of Emperor Xin, so kill them and avenge my Western religion!"
Thinking of this, the Taoist leaped over and rushed towards Kunpeng.
Kunpeng's face changed suddenly in fear, and he hurriedly raised his hands to resist.
The Taoist Shin-Ying slammed his chest and made Kunpeng spit blood. He grabbed his throat and wanted to cut off his neck.
But at this moment, Kunpeng's body suddenly changed and suddenly turned into a giant peng. His wings spread and flew into the air, and his two claws grabbed the Taoist Jiying.
The Taoist invisibility said: "Hmph, Kunpeng, seeking death!"
He hit the horizontal stroke with his left hand, took the attack of Peng claw, and took three or four steps backwards. He still used his right hand to sacrifice the demon-slaying pestle and smashed it hard on Peng's chest.
After Kunpeng turned into Peng, his body was extremely huge. However, when he was smashed by the demon pestle, his body still trembled violently and almost died!
He clamped his wings and flew straight toward the distance.
The Taoist invisibility said: "Escape?"
He didn't take Kunpeng seriously. What he wanted most now was to kill Zishou's Yang Shen completely. He turned around and looked at Fengxiantai and slapped his palm.
The Star Zhaixing Platform could not withstand this heavy blow and collapsed directly.
Many immortals on the stage were also shocked and fell directly.
The power of a saint is irresistible.
At this moment, a figure staggered out of the ruins, clamping Yunxiao with his left hand and holding a long sword with his right hand. His body was covered in blood. Who wasn't Zishou?
"Isn't dead yet?" Taoist Xie Yin frowned and said, "It seems that your deity has left you a lot of spiritual treasures."
Zi Sui put down Yun Xiao, who was seriously injured, raised his head and looked at Taoist Jie Yin with resentment, and said sternly: "Even if you hold the risk of serious injury, I will kill you today!"
The Taoist Jie Yin looked at him disdainfully and sneered.
A mere Yang God, who is only a turn of Hunyuan, is already rare to die. He also said that he would kill himself and dream in the daytime.
Zishou turned the sword and slowly stabbed into his chest, with a bloody red flashing in his eyes.
"I was worried that the deity would be stimulated to wake up early, but now I don't care."
As Kun's sword was completely inserted into his chest, his breath had changed!