Just when everyone thought Long Xiaoshan was helpless.
Wow!
Four divine wheels appeared behind Long Xiaoshan's head, with bright light and surging divine power. His eyebrows opened, as indifferent as the eternal blue sky, and the huge sky eye even seemed to be suspended in the sky like the sun.
Seen by countless people.
That's certainly not true.
But Long Xiaoshan's soul was so powerful that it affected everyone's minds. Everyone seemed to see those indifferent yet huge eyes in the eternal blue sky, overlooking everyone like the sky.
Under such eyes, even those in the divine realm with extremely powerful minds feel trembling, as if they want to surrender and fall to their knees, let alone those cultivators in the divine realm.
They knelt down in fear.
Then he saw that the golden light in those huge eyes became brighter and brighter.
boom!
An extremely thick golden beam of light blasted out, directly hitting the Yin-Yang Mirror.
Bang!
The black glow dissipated, and even the Yin-Yang Mirror screamed and flew out. Qian Daozi groaned, and blood overflowed from his mouth and nose. The Yin-Yang Mirror was connected to his heart and soul. At this time, the Yin-Yang Mirror was hit hard, and his soul was also injured.
Lost the restraint of the black glow.
The soul of Long Xiaoshan has returned.
At this time, he was being hit hard by Master Kasyapa and kept retreating.
"Go away."
Long Xiaoshan roared, and his witchcraft power and true energy exploded. His arms were like claws of a demonic dragon, violently tearing apart the golden energy on the surface of Kasyapa's body, and blasted into the chest of Venerable Kasyapa, crackling, Kasyapa. Master Ye's chest exploded, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
At the same time, he opened his mouth and spit out a white rainbow.
The white rainbow roared loudly, like a fighter plane piercing the sky, rumbling!
Wherever it passed, the light of the Chidori Sword shattered. Baihong continued to move, and swept towards Shiratori Ryūichi. The sword intent entered his body. Shiratori Ryūichi shrank his eyes wildly, screamed strangely, and waved the Muramasa Demon Sword. Cut out a knife.
Bang!
White Bird Ryūichi also vomited blood and flew out, his whole body was penetrated by the sword, his clothes were broken, and his blood was dripping.
Long Xiaoshan made a sword technique.
The white rainbow drew a wonderful arc in the air, bang bang bang bang!
Marked on the spiritual weapons of all the major gods.
Click!
Poof!
All those spiritual weapons were chopped away, and the lower-level spiritual weapons were directly chopped into pieces.
Buzz!
Bai Hong flew back to the top of Long Xiaoshan, suspended there, and made sharp sword sounds. It was the Qingyun Sword of Shushan.
This ancient flying sword.
Although it is not as good as the Taiyi Divine Sword, it is also inherited by the master of Shushan. It is a real middle-grade spiritual weapon, and it is also the most powerful among the middle-grade spiritual weapons. Otherwise, it would not be regarded as an inheritance by an ancient sect like Shushan. .
but.
At this time, in the hands of Long Xiaoshan, the true ancient style seemed to bloom.
Even compared to Dugu Yun on the top of Huashan Mountain, it seems that there is not much to give.
It's not that Long Xiaoshan's swordsmanship can really catch up with Dugu Yun who has been immersed in kendo for hundreds of years so quickly, but that Long Xiaoshan entered the kendo with the way of spear, and then realized the ancient sword that Dugu Yun sacrificed his body to the sword that day. A hint of the true meaning of swordsmanship from the ancient Taiyi True Immortal.
His sword is more lethal and domineering than Dugu Yun.
Long Xiaoshan's eyes were cold, lifeless and ruthless.
He had just been sneak-attacked by the Yin-Yang Mirror and had endured at least a hundred attacks from Master Kasyapa.
Although he is physically strong, Master Kasyapa is ranked seventh on the God List, so his attack power cannot be underestimated.
Under these hundreds of attacks.
Even the extremely hard and transparent cuticle on his body was broken. Although no real damage was caused, Long Xiaoshan was furious, his blood was boiling, and the witch marks glowed scarlet.
"kill!"
Long Xiaoshan completely erupted.
The demon fetus rotates, and the heavenly magic field twists and spreads, covering a large number of gods. He spreads huge blood wings behind his back, holds the demonic spear, and kills through the air. The Qingyun Sword is also moved by him, and they attack and kill together.
At this time, the spiritual weapon in the realm of gods had just been forced, and the body was suffering from backlash.
Wow!
Long Xiaoshan shot through the air and strangled, covering the Wind King. The Wind King screamed strangely, and his body turned into a violent wind to escape. However, the magic field was distorted, and the Wind King seemed to be trapped in many demonic illusions.
The body is out of control.
The terrifying murderous aura engulfed his body, and the Wind King looked horrified and begged: "Spare me."
boom!
Long Xiaoshan had no expression on his face, and he shot down with one shot. The Feng King's body was directly shattered by the light of the gun.
At that time, the Wind King was also the God Realm that Blue Shield Company escaped from. They fought together in Country M and were once "comrades in arms", so Long Xiaoshan hated it even more. If not for anything else, without him, these people would not have been able to escape.
Blue Shield Company?
I can be considered kind to them.
Long Xiaoshan didn't want them to repay him.
He even helped them refine weapons and elixirs.
But in the end, they gathered together and surrounded and killed him.
Therefore, Long Xiaoshan hates these gods even more and shows no mercy at all.
Wow!
A green phantom shot out. There was already a Dao-born soul in the divine realm. Even if the physical body was destroyed, the soul could seize the body or cultivate as a ghost. The Wind King's body was destroyed and the soul escaped. There seemed to be a state of shock on the phantom.
.
It turned into a blue shadow and shot out quickly.
However, in an instant, a white light surged in, and the terrifying sword energy swept past, bang!
The phantom of the soul completely dissipated.
"Wind King!"
The faces of the gods were horrified.
From Long Xiaoshan, it only took a moment, a shot to shatter the body, a sword to cut off the soul, and a god who could dominate an area and control a medium-sized country was killed just like that.
After killing the Wind Queen, Long Xiaoshan's expression did not change at all, as if he had crushed an ant to death.
He turned the gun and aimed at King Tuman through the air to kill him.
The sledgehammer used by King Tuman was the one that Long Xiaoshan helped him refine, but at this time the hammer had been cut off by the spiritual sword. Seeing Long Xiaoshan coming out of the air to kill, King Tuman was filled with fear.
Although he was a physical cultivator, facing Long Xiaoshan's terrifying combat power, he had no intention of resisting and turned around and ran away. However, his speed could not be compared with Long Xiaoshan's.
The gun flashed and came through the air, poof!
King Tuman's head was pierced by a spear, and the spear rhyme exploded, bang! King Tuman's head was smashed to pieces directly, this time more directly, the soul in his head was smashed together before he could escape.
In a blink of an eye.
The two gods have been completely destroyed.
The remaining divine realms gathered together in panic and panic.
They knew very well that facing Long Xiaoshan alone would mean death.
Seeing the gathering of those gods, Long Xiaoshan still had no expression on his face, and shot through with a shot. The magic field was distorted, and the gun shadows were numerous, turning into thousands of sharp lights. Each god felt that he was isolated, facing
Long Xiaoshan's solo attack.
"Amitabha, all living beings are suffering, only the Western Paradise is bliss." Master Kasyapa recited the Buddha's name, sat down in the sky, and was filled with Buddha's light. The entire court was illuminated by it, and the golden stream of light was rippling. The ceiling fell, and the sky was filled with flying stars.
dance.
It seemed as if tens of thousands of Master Kasyapa appeared in the void and chanted sutras to Long Xiaoshan, and countless golden Sanskrit words surged towards Long Xiaoshan.
