Chapter 695 The Taoist Lord Chunyang descends with five fingers like a mountain
Chapter 695 Chunyang Taoist Lord arrives, with five fingers like mountains
The thirty-three-day treasure refining formation is activated.
The treasure light is flashing, evolving into a bright light, the energy of destruction is rising, and the strong and domineering aura is suppressing it. At this moment, Lu Xuanji activates the battle axe, and the Dao patterns on the axe are activated.
, the ax grew bigger in an instant, becoming the size of a hundred feet.
The light on the ax flashed and it struck directly at the old man.
The old man waved his hand and slapped it out. The color of his palm was changing, turning into bronze, and he struck out horizontally.
Bang bang!
The ax collided with the palm, making a sound like gold and iron.
The ax was subjected to huge force, and the whole thing was twisting violently and flying backwards.
Buzz!
The void was changing, and a huge hammer appeared. The hammer head was huge, and with heavy force, it made a buzzing sound and hit his head directly.
The old man waved his fist, his palms were changing, and he struck out.
Boom boom boom!
Then, another ruler came bombarding, one weapon after another, bombarding continuously, and bombarding down continuously. The old man continued to activate his fists, bombarding all around, and the destructive energy impacted in all directions.
The battle became extremely fierce, with both sides fighting fiercely.
Thirty-three rays of light were flashing, and one after another, the destructive rays of light fell directly and tore towards the old man.
The old man activated his secret technique, counterattacked continuously, and unleashed his killer move.
Bang bang bang!
In the violent noise, the magic weapons were knocked out one after another. No matter how ferocious the attack was, they were knocked open by the old man. Every time the magic weapons were knocked out, the formation patterns inside were damaged. It only took ten times of fighting.
Many magic weapons have suffered heavy losses.
As a result, Lu Xuanji also suffered heavy losses.
"Sure enough, this method won't work. After transcending the tribulation, it is almost impossible to fight across levels. If I want to fight against the eighth level of the tribulation with the fourth level of tribulation, it is almost impossible!" Lu Xuanji's body was trembling slightly, and his whole body was shaking.
Qi and blood are rising and falling, and I feel the pain in my body.
After trying it for the first time, I finally tasted how powerful the Tribulation Master was.
Activating the secret technique, the thirty-three-day treasure turned into a stream of light and entered the body. Lu Xuanji turned into a stream of light and escaped.
kill!
The old man smiled coldly and waved his hand to capture him, but the next moment the surrounding formations were activated, ripples were surging, the incomplete formation was activated, and the sword energy rolled back like a galaxy, tilting down directly.
One wave after another, endless, as vast as the sky.
The old man activated the secret technique, and the silver Gang Qi surrounded his body and became more than ten feet thick. It made a crisp sound and clashed with the sword Qi. During the confrontation, the sword Qi was constantly being wiped out and disappeared. But next
For a moment, sword energy surged out again, continuously.
Wave after wave of sword energy attacked, and by the time the old man activated his secret technique to completely break through the remaining formation, Lu Xuanji had already disappeared.
"If Jiandao is at its peak, and the island-protecting formation is in operation, it can easily kill me. But Jiandao has been destroyed after all, and the remaining formations will have more power after the passage of time!" the old man said coldly.
: "Fighting to the death, you won't last long!"
Follow the scent and continue to chase.
On the way forward, the incomplete formation was activated and continued to strangle, one wave after another, but they were broken one after another.
Gradually, it went deep into the depths of Sword Island.
Lu Xuanji stood there, seemingly waiting quietly.
The old man sneered: "Junior, why don't you run away? Why don't you continue to struggle! You can still continue to struggle!"
Lu Xuanji said: "Don't chase after poor bandits, senior seems to have forgotten! Forget it, let me remind you..."
As he spoke, a broken sword appeared in his hand. There was a pure Yang aura on the broken sword. This was the Pure Yang Broken Sword. It prompted the broken sword to combine with the surrounding formations. The void immediately exploded, and a black hole appeared in the endless void.
, the black hole is constantly expanding and seems to be leading to an unknown place.
The aura of the black hole is constantly expanding, the darkness is deep, the lightning is thundering, and the aura of catastrophe is surging.
In the black hole, traces of hidden breath are changing, and alternative rules are rising and falling, seeming to lead to another dimension.
Actuating the secret technique, the aura on the Chunyang Broken Sword is emitting, as if it has turned into an aiming point connecting to some supreme place, and seems to be communicating with some supreme existence.
"not good!"
The old man frowned slightly, uneasiness flashing in his eyes.
Just because I felt the breath of the fairy world in that black hole, it seemed that this Taoist of Creation wanted to use the Pure Yang Broken Sword to communicate with a certain supreme existence in the fairy world.
That kind of smell made him uneasy.
Suddenly, the aura on the old man's body was rising, strong and overbearing power was surging, and the aura of destruction rose up. He waved his hand and struck out, as if the world was turned upside down. The overbearing and destructive power seemed to be able to tear everything apart and annihilate everything.
However it was still too late.
In the black hole, a terrifying aura appeared. It seemed to be restricted by some rules, and it seemed to be hindered by the supreme. The deity could not come down, only a thought came down.
However, just a thought has great power.
The thoughts continued to condense and take shape in the void, turning into a middle-aged man wearing a blue robe, with an elegant and elegant face. A white sun appeared behind him, standing with his hands behind his back, just standing in the void.
It creates terrifying pressure.
All spirits surrendered, and the endless laws were distorted and gathered around his body.
"What happened to Jiandao... Jiandao was actually broken, and you were reincarnated. It's just a big change in aura, abandoning Chunyang Avenue, and embarking on a brand new path. This is a variable, a good variable, everything is here
Change. Only change is eternal. Only when change occurs can all things be alive!"
The middle-aged man said, looking at Lu Xuanji with his spiritual mind, he saw through some things, but there were some things that he couldn't see through.
As for what he couldn't see through, he felt that it was blocked by the world and obscured by the way of heaven.
Everything was as expected.
At that time, he ascended to the immortal world and left the Pure Yang Sword in the lower world.
It's just that countless epochs have passed, and the once powerful Jiandao has come to destruction. Things and people have changed, and the familiar feeling of the past can no longer be found. Even the Pure Yang Sword he left behind in the past has been broken, with only half left.
Even the weapon spirit is reincarnated and comes back to start a new life.
The familiar weapon spirits in the past have become much stranger now.
Feeling this weapon spirit, if it weren't for the faint familiar aura in his soul, he would hardly dare to recognize the person.
Some are strange and some don't know why.
Yet, because of this, it becomes even more real.
"Greetings to senior..."
Lu Xuanji cupped his hands and said, "Senior, save me!"
At the moment of life and death, he thought of the supreme secret technique in the memory of the Chunyang Sword Spirit, which could summon the will of an immortal. However, it sometimes failed to work, and he was not sure whether it would work. Fortunately, he successfully summoned the next immortal.
Thoughts come.
As for this immortal, he is somewhat familiar with him, he is none other than Taoist Chunyang.
Chunyang Taojun was once an ancient immortal in the Zifu world. Even after countless years, he still left his famous name in the Zifu world, and even forged the Chunyang sword. In the memory of the Chunyang sword spirit,
There are many shadows and memories of Chunyang Daojun.
The arrival of this immortal is a happy event.
But thinking about the fate of Chunyang Sword Artifact Spirit, and thinking about the immortal mind recognizing the wrong person, I couldn't help but feel uneasy.
After all, Chunyang Sword Weapon Spirit couldn't give up and was killed by him in the end.
"Save you?"
Chunyang Daojun's mind flashed, he looked at the old man and said: "The eighth level of the Tribulation is a smaller powerhouse in the immortal world, but this is not a reason to be ruthless. Junior, it's better to retreat!"
As he spoke, Chunyang Daojun's powerful aura threatened him, and the white sun behind him became brighter and brighter, as if he was about to deliver a decisive blow at the next moment.
The old man sneered, took a step forward and said: "Chunyang Taoist Lord, an ancient and powerful immortal, if your true self comes, I will be killed with just a wave of my hand; if the senior can come and create a clone, you can also
It’s easy to kill the junior. It’s a pity that, blocked by the laws of the fairy world, the senior can only have a trace of his thoughts to come!”
"Senior, how much more power can you have?"
As he spoke, he took another step forward and said with contempt in his words: "Senior, it is impossible to scare away the juniors by relying on the projection of a little thought. Legend has it that refining a trace of the immortal's thoughts is of great benefit. The juniors are not talented.
, I want to kill the senior’s thoughts, then devour them and turn them into my own heritage.”
As he spoke, the aura on his body was rising, and the light of destruction locked on Taojun Chunyang, with a hint of greed in his eyes.
He has gone through so many hardships, so many twists and turns, so many lives and deaths. He has been very courageous to reach this point. Even if he is timid and fearful, he cannot become a great tribulation master. He has a little fear of this Chunyang Dao Lord, but more of it is
Fighting will, and endless greed. Kill him and turn it into your own heritage.
Chunyang Daojun nodded and said: "Yes, yes. Being able to reach the eighth level of transcending tribulations, whether it is luck, aptitude, understanding, opportunity, etc., is first-class. It's a pity that the pattern of your life,
That’s it, the eighth level of transcending tribulation is the pinnacle of your life and also the end of your life!”
"As for wanting to reach the ninth level of transcending tribulation, there is almost no hope!"
"Many people refuse to accept their fate and want to rely on their own hands to fight for the future, fight for a new self, and fight for a new future. Unfortunately, in the end, they are determined to kill the thief and are unable to recover. My life
When I came here, I saw a genius who drank too much and thought he was extraordinary, but in the end that was all he did!"
"Junior, let's take action! Under normal circumstances, you have no chance of becoming the ninth level of transcending tribulation. But if you swallow my thoughts, there is a slight chance."
"Senior, take the move!"
The old man looked contemptuous, but his heart was extremely solemn, and he was extremely cautious when taking action.
Buzz!
The secret technique is activated, and the qi and blood in the body are rising. The huge vitality and endless life source in the qi and blood are all activated, and are instilled into the sword in the hand; the mana in the body is boiling, and the powerful mana is like a flood.
, pour it all into the sword in your hand.
The sword was blooming with light, and the power of the fairy weapon began to activate bit by bit.
The Red Sky Sword is one of the immortal weapons that the young master brought when he went down to the realm.
In order to prevent accidents, the elder brother asked him to take action with the fairy weapon, just to prevent accidents. At that time, he was still a little dissatisfied, but at this moment, he urged the fairy weapon and activated the formation on the fairy weapon.
When the breath of destruction rises, some are just lucky.
Qi and blood are burning, turning into huge energy, activating the Red Sky Sword;
The mana is burning, turning into huge energy and pouring into the Red Sky Sword.
The power of the Red Sky Sword was forcibly activated to three levels. The destructive sword energy rose up, the sword energy soared into the sky, and the scorching light tore through everything and destroyed everything. It seemed that all the laws in the universe were about to fall into ruins. All around
The incomplete formations were collapsed one after another, the surrounding space was distorted, and time fell into chaos.
Destruction and rebirth are evolving, chaos and disorder are changing dramatically.
Holding the Scarlet Sky Sword, the old man's eighth-level cultivation of transcending tribulation burst out.
No longer playing around like before, but entering the peak moment, all the mana and blood are poured into the fairy weapon.
"Not enough, still not enough!"
The old man snorted coldly, feeling that it was still not enough. He was burning his lifespan again, and his lifespan was being consumed violently.
One thousand years, two thousand years, five thousand years, ten thousand years...the life span is burning, a full thirty thousand years.
The tribulation monks have a long life span, at least 100,000 years.
Such losses can be described as huge.
The power of the Red Sky Sword was activated, and its power increased from the third level to the fifth level. The endless sword energy, scorching light, destructive energy, endless murderous intention, various visions, etc. all dissipated and returned to nature.
The prosperity returned to the ordinary and turned into a red sword.
Like a sword forged from mortal iron.
The aura of the old man is also changing. It is no longer majestic and domineering, but simple and majestic. The sword in his hand flashes and he directly assassinates Taoist Chunyang.
"good!"
Chunyang Daojun smiled and seemed to be appreciating the good work of his younger generation.
The left hand is behind the back, and the right hand is slapped out.
The sword and the palm collided together, the sword flew out upside down, and the old man also flew out upside down.
A trace of fear and unwillingness flashed in the old man's eyes, as if he didn't expect that there was such a huge gap between them.
"You are very good, but you are just good!"
Chunyang Daojun said: "Turn your palm into a mountain and suppress it!"
As he spoke, his right hand changed, turning into a big mountain and suppressing it directly.
Boom boom boom!
Amidst the violent roar, the old man was directly suppressed at the foot of the mountain.
The old man struggled and resisted, but the mountain was shaking, but he could not break free.
Boom boom boom!
The mountain was changing. It was only ten meters in size at the beginning, but gradually became larger and larger, and finally turned into a mountain with a radius of hundreds of miles, suppressing the great power of the eighth level of tribulation.
The Red Sky Sword flashed, appeared on the mountain peak, and was directly sealed. The runes on it were flashing, engraved on the sword, and the fairy weapon was gathering dust.
Boom boom boom!!
The struggle continued one after another, the ground shook and the mountains shook, and the destructive energy impacted everything, but there was nothing that could be done and it was impossible to shake the mountain peaks.