The electric light was bright, the thunder was like the sea, and the purple electric hammer carried thousands of fairy lights down, colliding together in the golden and jade holy tower.
In an instant, the space flipped, the sun and the moon lost their color, the sky was shattered for thousands of miles, and fragments of various laws transpired in the light, making this area even more violent, as if it was about to destroy the world.
The clouds were surging and the strong wind was blowing. Lord Yunri looked calm, and his aura was as deep as the sea. The nine-layered golden and jade pagoda above his head was floating and falling, and countless rays of golden light were falling, blocking all the purple thunder from the golden light and preventing them from entering. .
"The weapons are very good, but they are limited by the weak..." The skeleton smiled coldly and strode forward, eager to taste the blood of the imperial monks.
Wang Teng looked indifferent and said nothing.
Suddenly, a wisp of silk thread broke through the void, and the light of the beginning was silent, hidden in the light of the All Souls Sword. At this moment, it exploded, flashing with a brilliance that eclipsed the sun, moon, and stars, and rushed towards the undead god.
"Little Doyle!"
The black-robed skeleton smiled hoarsely, and his eyes shot out two dark, deathly lights, directly melting the sword of spiritual thought.
And more than that, the shadowy light spread across the sky, like a weapon of gold and iron entering the forest of brocade. It was so sharp that it came to Wang Teng in an instant and pierced his forehead bone...
"Buzz!"
The sound of Jin Ge sounded softly, and Beidi groaned, blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth, and he staggered back nine steps. His face turned from ruddy to pale, his vitality was greatly reduced, and he fell from the eighth small realm of the second level of Sendai.
The real dragons, divine phoenixes, basalts, and white tigers that were originally surrounding them also whined, unable to maintain themselves, and turned into wisps of light, falling into the sky.
Lord Yuanri opened and closed his mandibles, showed a cruel smile, and said in a low voice: "A second immortal ant can actually block my divine eyes. It seems that you have a valuable treasure in your immortal platform!"
As he spoke, he reached out and struck down the Holy King's Golden Pagoda, directly suppressing the golden ancient chariot. Then he waved his sleeves, as if looking at an ant, and a pale bone hand shot out of the sky. Down, overwhelming, huge, trying to capture Wang Teng alive...
"How ridiculous everything was in the past!"
Looking at the pale hands covering the sky, Beidi turned his eyes, his expression was calm, and he sighed in his heart, as if some obsession had been shattered.
He took out a green jade slip from his sleeve, then the sword energy flowed between his fingers, and the green jade suddenly shattered.
The moment he pressed the green jade slip to pieces, a terrifying aura of dominion over the world emitted from Wang Teng!
Not the Holy Lord, not the Dao-slaying King, thousands of rays of Taisu Immortal light illuminated the heavens, and the terrifying pressure of the Holy Dao filled the air, shrouding this area.
Under this powerful momentum, the expressions of the masters and elders of the Immortality Temple changed dramatically, and the thirty first-level monks of Xiantai even showed looks of fear. Their bodies were trembling slightly, which was a bit unbearable.
Even Lord Yunri was worried and quickly retreated, trying to get out of this area.
"Peng!"
Chaos flowed, black and yellow surged, a moon hung high, and the cold moonlight condensed into frost. With Wang Teng as the center, it quickly meandered around, seeming to freeze everything in the world.
At the same time, a three-legged golden crow chanted loudly, with its wings hanging down to the sky, and its whole body was golden, like it was made from the golden sacrifice of the Tao Tribulation. It was surrounded by the true fire of the sun and rolled out in all directions.
The Holy Power of the Taiyin and the Holy Power of the Sun are intertwined, outlining a chaotic Yin and Yang diagram, which is full of complex and mysterious Taoist patterns. Indistinctly, a grand sacrificial sound can be heard, as if thousands of gods and demons are chanting sutras.
The mist blows, the fairy light shines brightly, the Yin and Yang Dao diagram rotates, and a terrifying tide of chaos breaks out.
As the gray fog approached, the faces of some monks in the battlefield changed drastically, and the weapons in their hands shook uncontrollably. This spectacle was simply heartbreaking and unbearable.
"Keng!"
The next moment, all the swords within a hundred thousand miles were unsheathed, and with endless clanging sounds, they flew towards the silver moon and golden sun.
The sword energy surges, moves vertically and horizontally, constantly leaping in the tide of yin and yang, illuminating the sky, as if it wants to destroy all the darkness in the world, making people shudder.
In the void, the ancient sage Sirius looked solemn, holding the bronze sword tightly in his big blue-white hands, and his eyes were filled with a look of solemnity.
"Even you are being dragged along."
The Immortal Saint frowned, feeling that something was wrong with the development of the situation. A mere ant from the second level of Sendai could actually lead to so many things...
"After all, I'm still not as good as them!" Wang Teng laughed at himself with a look of loneliness in his eyes.
Along with Zi Wei, he understood the vastness of the world and how ignorant he was in the past.
Perhaps in the eyes of Xiang Yufei and Su Yu, he is just an ignorant person who is respected in the ant nest. The unyielding behavior he showed seems to have no meaning now.
The goal he wanted to chase in the past is now beyond his reach. How many people can understand this kind of bitterness...
The light soared into the sky, and the waterfall of chaos surged, like a galaxy rolling backwards. This place was completely white, and the cold murderous aura shook the sky forever.
Dao Tu hunts, the two qi of yin and yang flow, the mist dissipates, and a slender figure slowly walks out.
The clouds were steaming, the mist was thick, and the Tao Qi was lingering. The moment Su Yu walked out, the avenues of the world roared, golden lotuses surged from the sky, and divine springs appeared on the ground. He was like an immortal god, walking out of the soft halo.
Seeing this strange scene, the monks in the Ancient Taoist Temple of Immortality were all horrified, a little unbelievable, and kept screaming in surprise.
"This scene is an innate Taoist body?"
"Born with the energy of chaos, it may be a Chaos Immortal Body that is rare to see in eternity!"
The Master of the Immortality Temple felt horrified in his heart. He was at least a king-body saint. He didn’t know if the ancestor could stop him...
"Beichen, you actually asked me for help!"
Su Yu's green silk hair is loose, her face is flawless, and the six-pointed star sword mark between her eyebrows is shining brightly, blooming with rays of fairy light.
He looked calm, with a real dragon circling behind him, surrounded by golden light, and wrapped with purple and gold patterns all over his body. He looked ethereal and ethereal, as if he would rush away into the sky at any time and escape from this world.
Wang Teng was silent for a moment, then bowed and reported the information here to Su Yu with a respectful expression.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Looking at the surrendered Beidi, Su Yu nodded proudly.
My son finally thought about it today and stopped being rebellious. His hard work has not been in vain. It is gratifying. When this battle is over, it will be clear to the emperor...
"Yu Ri, do you want to escape from the battlefield? This person is not a saint!"
Thousands of miles away, when he heard the message from the Saint of Immortality, the expression of Lord Yunri, who was about to fly away, changed slightly, stopped, and looked a little struggling.
He is the slave of Tuoyu Yuansheng. He was ordered to fight on this trip. If he encounters the saint, there is still a way to retreat. If he faces the King of Zhandao and flees without fighting, he will definitely be executed by Yuansheng when he returns to Daiyu Immortal Island one day.
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Finally, Lord Yunri sighed, took a step forward, and returned to the center of the battlefield...
Unlike these Immortal Stage and Tao-killing monks, as soon as the Heavenly Wolf Ancient Saint in the void saw Su Yu, his eyes immediately turned red and his breathing became a little faster.
"This breath is more fragrant and fragrant than the holy medicine. This is the great opportunity for the elixir to take form."
Due to his racial talent, he smelled the aroma of the magical medicine contained in the Taisu Divine Chain below.
Sirius roared in his heart and suppressed his excitement. On the surface, he looked calm and calm, no different from before, so the Saint of Immortality did not notice any clues.
The Immortal Saint on the side looked at Su Yu with a look of scrutiny in his eyes.
As an ancient sage, he will not be like those immortal ants who think that chaotic energy is a chaotic body when they see it.
But even if he used his heavenly eye, he couldn't clearly see Su Yu's reality, which made him a little confused...
"We must awaken our ancestors. This is the key to the rise of our Sirius clan!"
The ancient sage Tianlang quietly crushed the sacred jade, allowing the distractions left behind at Tianlang Mountain to awaken the truth.
What is the significance of the emergence of a Dacheng King who takes the form of elixir!
There is no doubt that after the people from outside the world are suppressed, Ziwei Star Territory will start a war to compete for this "humanoid" elixir!
Nowadays, Tuoyu Yuansheng's reputation is unparalleled, and he is a supreme great sage who is far beyond his reach. But he can't do it, as the ancestors did. Not all the seven generations of heavenly wolves have withered away, and there are still people who have proclaimed themselves.
As long as the Emperor Sword is recaptured and the Quasi-Emperor Remnant Formation is launched in Tianlang Mountain, there is a high chance that the "humanoid" elixir will be obtained...
"Is this the skeleton that hurt you just now?"
Su Yu's tone was frivolous, and he glanced at Lord Yunri, ready to regain some ground for his number one general!
"Your Highness, this person's skills are somewhat special. He should not be a monk of the Immortality Concept..." Beidi stood behind him and expressed his worries in a pointed tone.
Hearing Wang Teng's words, Su Yu looked back and said warmly: "You are serious!"
"It's just a matter of duty!" Wang Teng looked calm, restrained all his sharpness, and gained a hint of Xiang Yufei's aura.
Just as the two of them were talking, a strong sense of death rushed out.
"The path of death is like a song. The funeral song has been played today. Please be buried!"
Lord Yuanri whispered, his voice still hoarse, but with a solemn tone. He formed a corpse seal, and slowly moved his hands. The world was instantly broken, and a mountain of corpses and a sea of bones emerged, surrounding Cangming.
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"I dare to honor even the things from the underworld!"
Su Yu looked indifferent and pointed a finger. The golden dragon behind him roared, swirling in the mist of chaos, roaring to the sun and the moon, and roared out.
This is the true dragon vision he created with the true dragon elixir, which is enough to suppress all existences in the third heaven of Xiantai!
The dragon's aura was surging, and its murderous intent was fierce. As soon as the more than ten feet of golden dragon broke away, it turned into a body of thousands of feet, covering the sky and the sun. It was extremely huge. Its scales were cold and bright, as beautiful as pieces of Dao Tribulation gold, with the words imprinted on them.
There are hundreds of imperial patterns, exuding a simple and vast atmosphere.
"Not a saint!"
Feeling Su Yu's breath carefully, Lord Yuanri breathed a sigh of relief and let go of the worries in his heart.
If he were a saint, there would be no need to fight this battle at all. Even if he defies heaven, he would not survive three breaths in front of the ancient sages.
"Today, I will come to teach the king of the imperial clan!" Lord Yuanyi shouted, and a world of death appeared behind him, and the gray aura of death swept across the sky.
Countless white dust is flying in the space, exuding a cold breath, and is as sinister as a knife scraping bones. This is not transformed by magical powers, but the ashes of the monks.
In the dark aura, countless ashes gathered together in one place, intertwined and outlined into white bones one after another.
The dead souls that he had killed before were now reborn, exuding a strong aura of death, and the eyes of the skeletons were filled with dark green fire, cold and terrifying.
Among them, there are 378 Immortal First Level Silver Bone Skeletons, 64 Immortal Second Level Golden Bone Puppet, and three Dao-killing Jade Bone Puppet.
Especially the three jade puppets in the center.
There is a green jade bone puppet that exudes the aura of killing the third heaven, a purple jade bone puppet that kills the sixth heaven, and a blood jade puppet that kills the ninth heaven.
They were wearing armor and swords, holding incomplete death war weapons, as if they wanted to harvest all life in the world, exuding a bloodthirsty atmosphere.
This scene was so terrifying that even the monks at the Changsheng Ancient Taoist Temple looked sideways and retreated.
Using the body of the sixth level of Dao Zhan, he sacrificed and trained the bone puppet of the Dacheng King. Even if the Dacheng King was killed by the ancient saint, it would be difficult to conceal the talents of the Lord Yunri.
However, facing the puppet army set up by Lord Yunri, Su Yu's eyes were indifferent and he turned a blind eye, treating everything in front of him as nothing.
The next moment, a ferocious golden dragon claw shot out of the air and directly crushed the world of death.
The dragon fights in Cangming, wreaking havoc in this sea of withered bones. The dragon's tail flicks, with the wild aura of destroying the ancient immortals, directly smashing all the puppets, even the three jade puppets are no exception, and they are instantly killed by the real dragon.
The breath is gone.
"How can it be......"
Lord Yuanyi lost his voice and couldn't believe what he was seeing.
Even if this Dacheng King comes from the imperial clan and has cultivated imperial scriptures, it is impossible for him to be so strong.
You must know that his blood jade puppet was originally a talented person in the Seven Forbidden Realm, who was executed for offending Tuoyu Yuansheng.
The genius' body was extremely powerful, almost entering the realm of semi-saints. It was precisely because of this that the bone puppets created from his corpse were so powerful that they could rival the Great King.
However, today we face the enemy, but we are so vulnerable...
Seeing the white skeletons running around, Su Yu pointed at his sword and drew a ray of fairy light.
"Ding!"
The sword energy spreads horizontally, shattering the void, illuminating the world. The sword light is like a waterfall of chaos. There is a world opening up on the sword's edge, and a fairy god is waiting to rush out of the new universe.
A dragon holding a candle tramples the long river of time, condensing it into infinite sword energy, which is extremely powerful. The sun, moon and stars evolve in the air flow, manifesting a miniature world, cutting through eternity.
Just when Lord Yunri's soul was about to be shattered, a sudden change occurred.
Dark clouds covered the place, and there was a dead silence. Then a beam of golden light broke through the gloom and shined out. Tens of thousands of golden threads were pulled away, outlining a stream of autumn silence water!
The moment this pool of stagnant water appeared, withered yellow leaves appeared in the sky, the vegetation withered, and everything withered. The monks who were fighting on the battlefield also stopped moving, with sadness in their eyes, and their souls fell into a haze.
"Luo Su Dao, divine magic, lonely finger!"
The vicissitudes of the road resounded through the sky, the golden runes were flying, the sun was shining into the clouds, the lines were bright, and the mountains and rivers were turning. A tall figure walked out, carrying the autumn sun on its back, and used the magic of Dongming Immortal Island!
In an instant, the autumn wind howled, the sky was filled with fallen leaves, the pond water was quiet, and the color of decay was everywhere.
A bone finger, yellowed by the vicissitudes of life, fell from the sky, like a pillar supporting the sky, surrounded by boundless immortal energy, shining with strands of Taisu's light, and fell towards the sword light.
However, it was still a step slow.
"puff……"
The sword light was extremely fast, almost reaching its peak. The black-robed skeleton paused for a moment, and then exploded all over, turning into ashes all over the sky.