Chapter 2080 The Fierce Fight between the Three Saints
In the water moon cave sky.
A huge chessboard spans thousands of miles, sealing off the internal space.
In the middle of the chessboard, Du Jiu and Mo Taisui stood side by side, their faces calm and unwavering.
In addition to the two of them, a large number of puppets appeared on the chessboard. These puppets were divided into black and white. Each of them stood in a certain position. Their energy was connected with each other, forming a vague formation.
This formation does not look murderous, but it has an invisible sense of oppression!
Dujiu glanced around with his dim old eyes and sighed softly: "How many years have we not seen each other? Hidden in the dust, and the main road is in the Nine Palaces. This is the 'Nine Palaces of Dust Formation'. It seems to be that old friend without a doubt.
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After hearing this, Mo Taisui's eyebrows flew up and his expression was full of energy.
"To be called an 'old friend' by Mr. Du, he must be a person from 180,000 years ago. Is he one of the 'Nine Saints'?"
"Haha." Dujiu smiled slightly and didn't say much.
"Since he is one of the Nine Saints, then Mo needs to see it. Mr. Du doesn't need to take action. Let me break this formation!"
As Mo Taisui spoke, he placed his palms flat on his chest, palms facing down.
Two waves of light blue Qi condensed in his palms, gradually forming a storm
"go!"
Mo Taisui shouted low and spread his palms to the left and right. The huge zhenqi formed a circle of waves and spread out in all directions with him as the center!
This true energy is so powerful that it shatters the void wherever it passes. If there is a monk nearby, as long as he has not become a saint, no matter how high his cultivation level, he cannot withstand it, he will instantly turn into powder!
Bang! Bang! Bang.
A series of explosions sounded in mid-air, and Mo Taisui's energy was like a mountain roaring and a tsunami, sweeping in all directions.
The puppet chess pieces on the chessboard were all involved, without any means of resistance. They were shattered in an instant, and their bodies turned into yellow sand, floating in the air.
Mo Taisui's move "Eight Directions of Annihilation" destroyed all the puppets on the chessboard.
But instead of being happy, he frowned slightly and looked around, seeming a little surprised.
"Strange, my 'Xu-Breaking Qi' is so overbearing. Logically speaking, all the creations of the agency should have been wiped out. Why is there still dust left in the air?"
Just as this thought flashed across my mind, I heard Du Jiu beside me say calmly: "The 'Nine Palaces of Dust Formation' is hidden in the dust. It can be said to be infinitely changeable and can be gathered and dispersed by the heart. Fellow Taoist, please don't underestimate this formation."
"Um?"
Mo Taisui narrowed his eyes and looked attentively.
I saw the dust falling from the air, and then quickly condensed. In just a blink of an eye, all the puppets that had disappeared before actually reappeared on the chessboard!
"I see. He is indeed one of the Nine Saints back then!"
Mo Taisui put away his contempt, licked his lips, and showed a hint of excitement.
At this moment, a puppet appeared strangely above his head. The puppet was dressed as a woodcutter, stood in a horse stance, raised its arms high, and carried a green ancient tree on its shoulders.
"Bah!"
The woodcutter suddenly turned around and swept the ancient tree away, bringing up gusts of wind on the road, which was as powerful as a sword cultivator's sword energy!
Mo Taisui didn't even think about it, he slapped his palm with strong force and hit the oncoming ancient tree.
boom!
Amidst the loud noise, the two sides collided head-on. Mo Taisui's true energy was so overbearing that it pulled down layers of bark from the ancient tree, then moved all the way up the trunk, and soon reached the woodcutter's puppet's body.
The puppet paused on the spot for a moment, and suddenly a big lump bulged in its chest, and then exploded violently, exploding various pieces of mechanism from its chest.
But it did not disintegrate immediately. Instead, it exploded with powerful force, pushed the trunk of the ancient tree, and continued to suppress Mo Taisui's head.
"snort!"
Mo Taisui snorted coldly, and was about to take action again, when the tip of his ears suddenly moved, and he faintly heard a subtle sound of breaking through the air behind him.
He did not hesitate, used his right hand to resist the ancient tree falling from the sky, and at the same time waved his left sleeve, the true energy condensed behind him, forming a huge barrier.
brush!
The object behind him hit the zhenqi barrier, but it did not erupt with an earth-shattering noise as expected, but was silent, as if nothing happened.
Mo Taisui noticed something was wrong, turned around quickly and released his consciousness.
I saw three extremely thin silk threads, which actually penetrated my true energy barrier. At this time, they flew through the air and reached the position between my eyebrows.
Seeing that these three threads were about to penetrate his Heavenly Spirit Cap, Mo Taisui suddenly stretched out his hand, and wrapped his middle and index fingers with light blue Qi. He gently pinched them upwards and actually caught the incoming threads!
"It turns out to be made of 'Xuanguang Silk', and coupled with the unique secret weapon refining techniques, it is constantly tempered. No wonder it has such strength!"
Mo Taisui looked at the three threads in front of him and nodded slightly.
The source of these three threads is a red-dressed dancer, standing not far away.
Seeing Mo Taisui holding the silk thread between his fingers, the dancer turned around calmly and danced gracefully, fresh and refined.
The silk thread trembled suddenly, like the sharp edge of a knife, trembling wildly in Mo Taisui's hand.
"Haha, if it were an ordinary person's body, I'm afraid it would really be chopped into pieces by your 'Xuanguang Silk'. Unfortunately, I practice the 'Ten Thousand Blades Art' and I am a magic weapon myself!"
As he spoke, his two fingers gradually lost their color and became like blades, tightly clamping three threads.
No matter how hard the dancer moved, these three threads could never hurt Mo Taisui, nor could they escape his grasp.
At the moment of the stalemate, I suddenly saw a scholar stepping on the chessboard, flying through the void, and in the blink of an eye he was behind Mo Taisui.
He waved his folding fan, and a whirlwind blew up on the spot. White feathers fluttered in the wind, and Mo Taisui was swept up, causing the latter to fly into the sky involuntarily.
"Huh?"
Mo Taisui looked up and saw a gray-haired old man waiting high in the sky. When he saw him being blown up by the wind, he hurriedly untied the cloth bag around his waist.
The mouth of the bag was pointed at Mo Taisui, and a strange force rushed towards him, trying to pull him into the bag.
At the same time, a drunkard burped on the chessboard, opened his mouth, and blazing flames erupted, turning into thousands of firebirds in mid-air and heading towards Mo Taisui.
Seeing that he was trapped in a tight siege, Mo Taisui narrowed his eyes slightly, but after a moment he burst into laughter.
"It turns out that this 'Nine Palaces of Dust Formation' is used to anticipate the enemy's opportunities and drive them to a dead end step by step."
"But it's a pity that in the face of absolute power, this kind of calculation is of no use!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and pointed towards the sky.
"Breaking Xu Qi" burst out from the fingertips and turned into a sharp sword as it rose, instantly piercing the bag in the old man's hand!
The old man wanted to use another method, but his true energy exploded in front of him. The light blue glow penetrated the old man's puppet body and beat him full of holes!
After taking care of the puppet above his head, Mo Taisui turned around in mid-air, faced the oncoming firebirds, and stepped out, using these firebirds as stepping stones.
It's strange to say that these firebirds are menacing and seemingly extremely powerful, but as soon as Mo Taisui steps on them, they are immediately extinguished, leaving no dust behind.
Mo Taisui's figure was extremely handsome. He stepped on the firebirds and destroyed one with one foot, leaving no trace except a faint wisp of green smoke.
Soon, thousands of firebirds were stamped out by him one by one, and Mo Taisui returned to Poisonous Dove's side.
Du Jiu raised his eyelids, his dim old eyes rolled slightly, and after a moment he smiled and said: "Fu Chen, you are still the same as before, you like to show off this kind of drama. It's a pity that the puppets of the machine are a trail after all, and you have no ability to change the way of heaven.
The general situation is that it is better to listen to my old friend's words, quickly open the restrictions, hand over Liang Yan and the Four Saints of Nanxuan, and you can protect yourself!"
"snort!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a cold snort coming from the void.
Du Jiu and Mo Taisui looked at the direction of the sound source at the same time, and saw the void tearing apart, and a wretched old man slowly walked out of the crack in space with his hands behind his back.
"Shameless old poisonous insect, who is your old friend?"
Fu Chen's face was cold, with a somewhat sarcastic smile on his face, and he said leisurely: "Old poisonous insect, you have not made any progress after living for so many years. You were beaten to death by Shennong Tuoke, and later you were stepped on by Linghu Bai.
, you have no choice but to seek refuge with Emperor Burial of Heaven, thinking that you are complying with the way of heaven, but unfortunately in his eyes, you are just a dog."
His words were merciless and specifically picked on Poison Dove's taboos, which can be described as extremely mean.
Even though he was as calm as a poisonous dove, his face was turning blue at this time and his expression was extremely gloomy.
"Fu Chen, don't be so shameless! I only give you good advice because you are of the same generation as me. Don't be ignorant and destroy more than 200,000 years of cultivation!
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After hearing this, Fu Chen laughed and said: "Why, you still want to threaten me? With you, an old poisonous insect? Or with this martial artist beside you?"
"How dare you look down on me?" Du Jiu's eyes were filled with fierceness.
Mo Taisui took a step forward and said solemnly: "I have heard the name of 'Nine Saints and Slayers of Immortals' for a long time. Mo has been thinking about it for a long time. He regrets that he was born a hundred thousand years too late and cannot compete with the heroes of the past. He has always attracted the attention of others.
I regret that I didn’t expect to meet Taoist fellow Taoist today. It’s really a God-given opportunity. I hope fellow Taoist will not hesitate to teach me!”
"Easy to say!"
Fu Chen's eyes narrowed slightly: "We are here, there will definitely be a fight, let's see who among the three of us can survive."
As soon as he finished speaking, he clapped his hands, and the sky suddenly shattered, and countless blue lights fell down, transforming into green vortexes of different sizes.
Mo Taisui was affected by these whirlpools and felt that hundreds of completely different forces were tearing at his body, trying to tear him apart and turn his body into pieces.
"Breaking Void Blade!"
Veins popped up on Mo Taisui's face. He shouted loudly, and his right hand turned into the shape of a blade, and he swung forward violently.
A light blue sword light shot out, stretching for hundreds of miles, and its momentum was like a rainbow!
The nearest whirlpools were swept away by the sword light and were immediately shattered. However, the power of the sword light was also gradually weakening. After smashing more than a dozen cyan whirlpools in succession, the sword light gradually turned into a phantom and finally disappeared.
"Good boy, you are so angry!"
Fu Chen praised sincerely, and at the same time stretched out his right hand, and magic power flowed in the palm of his hand.
brush!
A flash of green light was seen, and dense green threads shot out from Fu Chen's palm.
These threads were criss-crossed, and the ends were connected to the puppets' bodies. For a moment, all the puppets on the chessboard came to life, and their auras more than doubled than before!
"Secret Technique of Heaven, Xingluo Divine Killing!"
Fu Chen's eyes became more serious than ever before. He was silent, his thoughts were changing, and he managed to control thousands of puppets at the same time by turning one into a thousand!
These puppets have their own characteristics, some look like fishermen, some look like dancers, and some look like generals. They are all on the same chessboard, as if they are setting up a stage to sing an opera, and they make moves at the same time, aiming directly at the two people in the center of the chessboard.
"Be careful, this old immortal is good at formations and calculations, don't underestimate him!" Du Jiu secretly said.
"Don't worry, Mr. Du, Mo is about to see what he can do!"
Mo Taisui laughed heartily, and his whole body was filled with real energy. He suddenly slapped his palm and hit the nearest puppets.
The powerful zhenqi condensed into a giant palm print in mid-air, shattering the void with great momentum!
Just as he was about to kill these puppets under his palm, a transparent barrier suddenly appeared in mid-air, like a water mirror, absorbing Mo Taisui's true energy, and then rebounded it back!
"Huh?"
Mo Taisui's face changed slightly, and when he swept away his consciousness, he found that it was a Taoist priest puppet, holding a Bagua mirror, emitting a series of mysterious lights, forming a perfect barrier!
Before he could react, the huge palm print had already flown in front of him.
"Breaking Xu Qi" was so domineering that Mo Taisui himself did not dare to neglect it. He used both palms to dissolve the palm prints with powerful Qi.
boom!
There was a loud noise in mid-air, the void shattered, countless air currents rushed out, and black whirlwinds blew across thousands of miles.
Suddenly I heard Mo Taisui's laughter: "It's rude to not return when you come back. Fellow Taoist, please take my move!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a cold light burst out from the black mist, piercing through the barriers, like a meteor streaking across the sky, and was in front of Fu Chen in the blink of an eye!
Fu Chen was slightly surprised. He looked at it carefully and saw Mo Taisui's finger light!
This finger light burst out with endless chill, and the void shattered wherever it passed, and the barrier I set up could not withstand it at all.
At the critical moment, he waved his sleeves, and all the cyan vortices that had been scattered everywhere flew back, condensing into a huge vortex in front of him.
The finger light came through the air, sank into the depths of the vortex, and was disintegrated layer by layer by the vast Confucian spiritual power. In the end, it failed to penetrate and turned into a faint wisp of blue smoke in the vortex.
At this point, the two sides briefly fought. Although it was a flash of lightning, they also showed some of their strength.
Mo Taisui's magical powers are straight forward and there is nothing fancy at all, but every move is extremely sharp and he can send and receive it at will. It is obvious that he has reached a state of perfection in martial arts.
In contrast, Fu Chen's magical powers are relatively complex, including Confucian methods of nourishing Qi and the art of trapping puppets. He skillfully combines the two to complement each other, and the power he exerts is no less powerful than Mo Taisui's.
Among the three people, only Poison Dove did not take action.
This person was very cunning. Because he couldn't figure out the details of Fu Chen and was afraid that he was one of the "Nine Saints" back then, he asked Mo Taisui to test him first, while he waited for the opportunity to act.
