Above Wang Xuan's head, a formation diagram with Dao patterns was slowly rotating.
The formation diagrams looked calm and not dazzling, but no one dared to underestimate them. One diagram after another opened the forbidden magic circle, causing an uproar in the outside world.
There are rumors that many years ago, Kong Xuan sold a sacred object to a Sansheng disciple outside the 36th Heaven.
Now that this scene appears, it seems to be confirming something.
All signs indicate that Wang Xuan really has no shortage of holy objects!
No information about his transaction with Xuankong Ling has been leaked so far, and confidentiality measures are in place. However, there is a trace of rumors about his "business" with another person.
"He took out a bunch of holy objects and drank them. What kind of luck did he have? He was willing to sell such holy objects. Any one that comes out will make people jealous. It's really a 'big deal'. He actually sells it to outsiders."
In the outside world, the non-religious people are jealous and envious. There are no holy objects that can be born except by those who have broken the limit five times. In addition, occasionally one or two pieces can be "produced" from a special city like the birthplace of mythology. Who wouldn't want such rare treasures?
Whether it is a place outside this world or the heirs and descendants of those supreme beings outside the 36 heavens, they may not have it.
In people's heated discussions, after all kinds of information are combined, it is said that the array diagram is the rarest item among the Yuanshen artifacts and is regarded as the most dazzling pearl in the crown!
"Original sacred objects, even Cheng Dao, the 5-time leader of the Tattoo Palace, and the deceased 5-time Bantai of the Paper Saint Stock, have not been able to accompany them. Now, some people don't cherish them and directly trade them with foreign countries. I
I also want one. I can sell it to him in Jinmenting and exchange it with him."
"Stop dreaming. It's a treasure with a very high growth limit. In the future, some Yuan Sheng relics can be turned into prohibited items, which neither you nor I can afford."
Looking at the reviews on Chaofan.com, Fudao Niu was so pleased that he wanted to shout: I have two calves! One was given to me, and the other was a gift from others!
At this time, the mechanical bear was also very happy and was playing with his sacred object - the mini battleship.
Leng Mei, Chen Yongjie, Zhang Daoling, and the demon master all felt this. They had all been given one.
Wang Xuan used the formation diagram to protect his body, holding the big black sky sword, and walked towards the Holy City of Tattoos. This time, he would not stop until everyone was killed and his head was rolling.
Many people are in this city, which is suitable for shelter and defense. They are all targets of Wang Xuan's pig hunting.
"Everyone, what are you waiting for? The four avenues have come out together and have activated the consciousness of the Ji Ji magic circle. Can't you get the ultimate breakthrough?"
"Don't forget, we also have the ultimate limit breaker here, no need to hesitate, don't hesitate, go all out and kill him immediately!"
Secretly, people in the four major arenas communicated with each other spiritually and communicated quickly. They felt the seriousness of the situation and could not wait any longer.
Even if they have to pay a heavy price, they will fight to kill Kong Xuan!
The ashes boiled and turned into a huge human figure, extinguishing all magic and allowing the extraordinary cold winter to arrive. It continued to expand and actually squeezed the starry sky.
When it opened its mouth, pieces of rock and planets were swallowed in, and ashes and dust coexisted, blasting towards Wang Xuan. If this kind of thing gets on the grain, it will make the spells of extraordinary beings useless.
In the outside world, the best of all extraordinary beings have heard about it and are deeply afraid of that kind of ashes.
Unless it's Wang Xuan's Lubo real body, even his Hunyuan Shen Mud body will be affected. Last time he used brute force to smash the ashes to pieces.
Not only him, but the Return to Ruins Funnel and the Cave of Time were all buzzing, and they were not too close to the ashes. If they interfered with each other, it would be great fun.
Wang Xuan did not stop, his head was spinning around, and a terrifying vortex of Tao Yun flowed out, crushing the huge hand of ashes and blocking it high in the air.
The formation shook again and again, causing the huge Ember Man to fail every time. It could not extinguish Wang Xuan's magic, and it could not get close to this place.
In this process, Wang Xuan controlled the heat and did not dig deeper into the deeper power of the formation. This was "just right".
The direction of his sword was directed by billions of rays of light. The sound of the sword was so dazzling that the sea of stars in the universe seemed to be intercepted.
Breaking, he slashed towards the Holy City of Thorns.
Ahead, the city has long become a vast ocean of Taoism, with countless textures intertwined, locusts shining in the sky, and many heaven-level masters among the 28 tribes are here.
"With the blessing of all races, the heart city, the holy city, the inscriptions are fully displayed, and all the dharma are blooming!"
The people in the Tattoo Palace were also impatient. Kong Xuan attacked them with no room for reservation, fully displaying the city's greatest power.
The dojo is called Tattoo, and its greatest heritage is naturally the inscription of various Taoist patterns. The whole city has this kind of social rule. The more races there are in the city, the more spells they have, and if they continue to shine and be blessed in the city, the overall power will be
The stronger,
The roar of the black gold lion, accompanied by the roar of the heavenly dragon, coupled with the roar of the wild bull...the Taoist sound liquid of hundreds of races, concentrated fire, erupted from the tattooed holy city, and shook the sword light.
There is a scroll hanging in the city, with a bell in the center. Under the impact of the sound waves, the Taoist rhyme boils, and the textures on it are densely packed.
A picture with a bell is a big killing weapon. In the sound of the picture scroll being displayed, the picture scroll flies out of the city to the big bell, and breaks away from the painting. It is blessed by the Taoist charms and spells of all the tribes in the city, which is very scary.
But the result was a pop, like a hot knife cutting through suet, the Great Black Heavenly Sword cut through the scroll in an instant and smashed the bell.
All kinds of "noise" from all ethnic groups disappeared.
At the same time, the formation pattern on Wang Xuan's head glowed, repelling the two taboo formations of Guixu and Shiguangtian again, and he himself arrived in front of the city gate.
What is the heart city, the holy city, where all the magic appears? In Wang Xuan's view, it is just a city of rules covered with talismans. There is nothing to be afraid of, just cut it open.
In the city, the Taoist rhymes and orderly textures of all ethnic groups were densely packed, like uncultivated divine pictures hanging in the air, drinking together with the entire city and suppressing Wang Xuan together.
Moreover, the people at the Tattoo Palace really worked hard. In each building, various tattoo pictures were suspended. Pictures of crouching tigers, pictures of strangers descending from the mountain, pictures of Kunpeng carrying Ken Tian, and pictures of hundreds of thousands of ghosts walking at night. They were all tattoos.
The embodiment of the true meaning, there are countless wonders in the city, which is really awe-inspiring and so powerful that Wang Xuan was moved and had to be solemn and cautious.
His movements were slow, but he raised the sword extremely powerfully. In this battle, he exploded in full force, even triggering his supernatural senses.
He was performing the 14th Form of the Origin Sword Sutra. The 15th sword light did not really appear, but Daoyun brought it out, and it was slashed out with the Mahakala Sword.
The heaven and earth seemed to be split apart, and the starry sky seemed to be cut off.
Chi.
In the direction of the sword's light, everything dissipated, as if interpreting the wonders of the origin. Chaos was beginning to open, the light of the beginning appeared, and then the first ray of sound came out.
Ahead, the city's Taoist charms, as well as large swaths of wonderful scenery, were all concealed by this knife.
This is close to 6 breaking power.
This time, nothing could stop the direction of the sword's light. The magnificent city gate tower was torn apart and disintegrated inch by inch, and a large section of the nearby city wall collapsed.
In the city, numerous buildings exploded one after another, and many of the tattooed wonders were shattered like a dream.
"Run away!"
"Quickly retreat!"
Many people screamed and fled directly in front of the sword. The holy city was shaken by the sword, the foundation was damaged, and a quarter of the city gate was cut inwards.
However, the background of the Tattoo Palace is indeed powerful, and the pictures of the crouching tiger, the picture of the stranger descending from the mountain, etc., all shine, and together they block the final charm of the sword.
Of course, the most dazzling light center, as bright as a pearl, is undoubtedly the picture of the old holy study room, which has long been fully revived.
It was not affected and took the initiative to kill Wang Xuan.
The chairs, pens, ink, papers, black seals, etc. in the study were not well-known before the 17th century, but in later generations they were regarded as super illegal items.
Of course, the most terrifying thing is that the two people in the scroll have their eyes open. One is standing and stretching out a hand, while the other is sitting, with a boiling Taoist rhyme.
Even though it is limited to the heaven level and has not been imbued with a more terrifying Taoist charm, its artistic conception is extremely terrifying and unpredictable, and the power of the ultimate limit breaker is fully demonstrated.
At the same time, the other three magic formations also swooped over again, attacking Wang Xuan from different directions, each sweeping out an unusually brilliant light.
Moreover, at the end of the dilapidated Holy City of Tattoos, there are intertwined silk threads and dense lines of cause and effect. It is suspected that Chen Fan, the first limit-breaker 7 centuries ago, has made another move.
At the same moment, Tian Zhao, the ultimate limit breaker, really stood up this time, no longer hiding, and helped the strong men in the 8 tribes control the remaining city.
"Ha!" Wang Xuan snorted coldly. He felt that the deal-making was almost done, and it made sense to use a trump card now, so as not to make people feel too abrupt.
In fact, he was a little wary of the Old Saint study room circle. The background of this picture was very large, and he wondered, are the two Old Saints really dead?
Never mind. At this point in the battle, it’s time to produce “results”. It’s lasted for so long, so it’s no longer eye-catching!
Silently, Wang Xuan disappeared. He stood in the fog outside the world. He became brilliant and bright. Then, he used ripples to slash!
The brilliant light disappeared with that slash. But Wang Xuan's own place gradually became dark.
Outside, three Ziji magic formations were struck in the void, and there was no longer any figure of Kong Xuan.
A ripple appeared, soft, hazy, seemingly gentle, but everywhere, sweeping towards the Old Holy Study Room in the city,
Along the way, various buildings were exploding, including the black seal, which was also split into two pieces by the ripples of light.
Then came the two old saints standing and sitting in the scroll. Both of them moved, their eyes glowing, as if they were looking through the void to find their opponents in the fog.
Moreover, they all reached out, sending out punches and palm prints, and their bodies were also releasing unknown spells.
boom
That is the roar of the Word.
The ripple was still as strong as before, and it was not blocked. In the heaven-level city, even the Old Saint Study Room Picture could not stop Wang Xuan's trump card. The figures of the two old saints were cut off, and Dao Yun was splashed everywhere.
, like a spurt of blood.
The scalps of everyone in the Tattoo Palace were numb, as if they were electrified. The rustling flow made them tremble. People outside were also shocked, including the black seal, which was also split into two pieces by the ripples of light.
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Then came the two old saints standing and sitting in the scroll. Both of them moved, their eyes glowing, as if they were looking through the void to find their opponents in the fog.
Moreover, they all reached out, sending out punches and palm prints, and their bodies were also releasing unknown spells.
Boom!
That was the roar of the Tao. But the ripples were still as strong as before, and they were not blocked. In the heaven-level city, even the old holy study room picture could not stop Wang Xuan's trump card. The two old saints'
The figure was cut off, and Dao Yun splattered everywhere, like blood spurting out.
Everyone in the Tattoo Palace felt their scalps numb, as if they were being electrified, and the rustling movement made them tremble.
People outside were also shocked. In the heaven-level city, the Old Saint was defeated by Kong Xuan!
Two bangs, real sounds came from the surroundings, and two figures were exploded by ripples.
Then, the entire divine picture intertwined with heaven-level Dao rhymes exploded and turned into flying ash.