The dark red sword light is like a divine light that splits the universe and divides yin and yang, approaching the body instantly.
Long Xiaoshan felt that his whole body was freezing cold, and even the Immortal Infant felt the signs of approaching death. Obviously, this blow could not only threaten his divine body, but even kill his Nascent Soul.
Long Xiaoshan grabbed it with his hand, and the Heaven-Building Cauldron fell into his hand.
Bang!
The Devil's Crying Sword slashed at the Butian Cauldron, bursting into violent flames. The powerful blade even struck Long Xiaoshan through the Butian Cauldron, causing Long Xiaoshan to retreat thousands of miles away.
"Thirty-six Ghost Wind Styles!"
Lord Yanjiao snorted coldly, stepped out with his divine body, and danced with ghosts weeping. In an instant, the starry sky turned into hell, the wind raged, ghosts howled, and countless sword lights crisscrossed, carrying the aura of the netherworld abyss, towards the dragon. The hill strangled past.
Long Xiaoshan did not dare to neglect, he held up the Heaven-Building Cauldron and waved it wildly, and the five-color divine light enveloped his whole body.
Dang Dang Dang!
The infinite sword light swept over and collided with the five-color divine light, causing a violent earthquake. Every collision was no less than the collision of planets. The two people fought from one end of the starry sky to the other end of the starry sky. The battlefield spanned more than 100 million miles. .
The planets and meteorites along the way were hit by the collision's flames and exploded into pieces, turning into cosmic smoke and dust.
There were knife marks on the Butian Cauldron.
Long Xiaoshan's body was penetrated by the sword intent, dripping with blood. It's not that the material of the Heaven-Building Cauldron is not good enough, the five-color divine stone is definitely a rare divine object. However, the people who refined it are not skilled enough, and the Nine Medicine Heavenly Lord himself has not reached the state of becoming a god. Reluctantly refining the five-color divine stone into a medicinal cauldron, although it surpasses the level of Tianbao, there is still a gap between it and the divine treasure refined by the great master of transformation.
The Devil's Crying Divine Sword of Lord Yanjiao is made from the spine of the beast that transforms into gods from the starry sky. It is full of infinite viciousness. It is more vicious than ordinary divine weapons, and its attack power is so ferocious that the Butian Cauldron has already shown... No sign of failure.
Flame Horn Star Lord's sword skills are getting stronger and stronger.
The thirty-six movements of Ghost Wind were originally his ultimate magical power. Each sword could enhance the power of the sword. The power of the thirty-six movements increased in a step-like manner. The fact that Long Xiaoshan could persist until now was because his chaotic divine body was strong enough.
"Not dead yet!"
After the thirty-fifth pose, Flame Horn Star Lord roared loudly.
Boom!
The thirty-sixth style of the Ghost Wind slash was used, and countless demonic patterns appeared on the dark red blade. The spine of the Devil's Crying Knife seemed to come alive. Those demonic patterns twisted and moved, strangely and vastly, turning into streaks of demonic light. In the body of Flame Horn Star Lord.
The entire body of Flame Horn Star Lord seemed to be integrated with the Devil May Cry in his hand, turning into a peerless beast that stretched across the starry sky. It was a starry sky with a single horn in the center of its face, a red body, and a five-tailed leopard shape. The giant beast, bigger than the sun and ferocious, grabbed Long Xiaoshan with one claw.
Woohoo——
The ghostly wind roared and the stars shattered.
The terrifying claw light flashed across the Butian Cauldron, causing the Butian Cauldron to tremble violently.
Bang!
The next moment, the Heaven-Building Cauldron shattered from it, and the light of its claws only dimmed slightly before it streaked across Long Xiaoshan's divine body.
Silently, like a steel knife cutting through tofu, Long Xiaoshan could smash into the huge body of the stars, and many cracks appeared, just like the broken porcelain.
Crackling!
The fragments of the divine body began to fall, and a heavy rain of flesh and blood seemed to fall from the starry sky.
Even the world of fairy land seemed to be affected, the heavens wailed, the sacred trees dimmed, the tree crowns withered, and the sun and moon became chaotic and without light.
"The Emperor of Heaven passed away?"
Countless immortal creatures watched the huge figure of the Emperor of Heaven disintegrate in the vast starry sky. They were trembling with fear and despair. Ling Xiaofu and Wen Qingcheng even covered their mouths. Xiaoqing burst into tears and flew into the sky.
Go and shout: "Brother!"
But that battlefield was hundreds of millions of miles away from the Immortal Land, and Xiaoqing couldn't fly up there.
Blood rain poured down from the starry sky.
Among the endless golden blood and broken bones, a three-inch little man sat cross-legged.
Although the Chaos Divine Body was shattered, the Immortal Infant in Long Xiaoshan was still there. However, the Immortal Infant at this time was also a bit dim in order to resist the sword intent that penetrated the body.
Having lost its huge divine body, the three-inch little human-like fairy infant really looked a bit weak in front of the Flame-horned Star King who hung like the sun and moon high in the sky.
By this time, Yanjiao Xingjun had the overall situation under control and did not panic at all. He calmly lowered his head and looked down at the fairy infant.
Click!
The slightly dim third eye between the eyebrows of the immortal infant split open, and endless fairy light spewed out, covering the whole body. The immortal infant seemed to have communicated with the chaotic heaven in the dark, and countless purple-qi-filled avenue ceilings hung down from his head.
Then it quickly disappeared under his feet. In this endless cycle, the Sanskrit sound of the Great Dao resounded in the void. It was timeless and far-reaching, full of the Taoist rhyme of great freedom and freedom, as if it transcended the universe and was as eternal as the way of heaven.
Hey, a dark red ferocious aura emerged from the body of the fairy baby, and it kept transforming into the appearance of the five-tailed leopard-shaped beast, with its claws waving ferociously. It was obviously the terrifying sword intent that penetrated the body of the fairy baby, but it only lasted for a moment.
Finally, the ferocious aura on his face gradually disappeared as the illusory ferocious beast kept falling on it, becoming extremely docile and lying at the feet of the fairy baby, like a kitten.
This unbelievable and magical scene made Yanjiao Xingjun shrink his eyes wildly, and his eyes burst out with extremely greedy eyes, scanning the fairy infant in Long Xiaoshan inch by inch.
Only he knew that Devil May Cry was made from the spine of the ancient ferocious beast "Xie", which contained the ferocious evil intent. Coupled with his sword skills, it was so powerful that he once killed a guy who had just become a god.
But such domineering and vicious intentions were actually tamed by the Tao charm contained in the fairy infant.
"I have traveled to hundreds of star fields, millions of galaxies, and have never seen such a Nascent Soul, not even the divine sons of the Eternal Great Sect. This is definitely not a divine product. This is an Immortal Holy Infant. With such power,
A barbarian in an abandoned land like you shouldn't belong.
Only a god like me who is favored by heaven can be matched. Hand it over, hand it over. You are a little barbarian. Submit to me. From now on, you will be the Taoist boy beside me. When I attain the Tao and ascend, you
You can also ascend to heaven like a chicken or a dog, this is your best destination."
Yanjiao Xingjun became more and more excited as he spoke. He opened his big hands and grabbed the fairy infant.
The Immortal Infant moved and appeared thousands of miles away in an instant. However, the Flame-Jiao Star Lord smiled, and his palm seemed to encompass the vast universe, extending infinitely. No matter how the Immortal Infant moved, the Flame-Jiao Star Lord's huge palm always shrouded his head.
Five huge fingers pressed down like ancient mountains.
Getting closer.
Only a short distance away, Long Xiaoshan was about to be suppressed by the palm of Flame Horn Star Lord.
The void suddenly became quiet. The vast universe and thousands of stars seemed to have stopped moving at that moment. At the same time, the palm of the Flaming Horn Star Lord also stopped moving.
His fingertips were only a few meters away from Long Xiaoshan, but these few meters were like the Ganges River of time, which could not be crossed.
(There is still one chapter left, which will almost end this battle. As for Long Xiaoshan’s trump card, I think you have all guessed it.)
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