The first thousand two hundred and fifty-three chapters of the battle of Dao Kui (2)
The autumn wind rustled, the flags were fluttering, and the large competition venue was engraved with layers of formation patterns. It was originally set up for Mahayana monks to practice powerful spells. It is perfect to use it for the competition at this time. In order to prevent the on-stage
The battle spread to the audience, and all protective formations were activated.
Taihao and others were standing outside the protective shield at this moment, watching the competition between Liu Qinghuan and Lian Zhen, and commenting enthusiastically.
"Lian Zhen still has the same old habit of always pranking him with all the bells and whistles of a warrior in the mortal world. What's the use of the so-called flower show?"
"Yes, although superb moves are also very important in a battle, for us monks, intention is more important than form. You can see that he is approaching each other step by step, and his consecutive moves follow each other like a shadow. Fellow Taoist Qinglin can easily dodge them.
Already."
"That's not to say, Qinglin also took a hit just now, but what makes me want to know more is what kind of body-building skills he has practiced that can withstand Lian Zhen's full blow without any damage!"
"It's hard to ask about this, other people's training methods..."
While they were discussing, everyone saw Liu Qinghuan changing his magical weapon, and a big river flowed out under his pen. They couldn't help but feel refreshed, knowing that the real battle had just begun.
Because of Liu Qinghuan's low-key behavior in the past, everyone present only had a superficial understanding of him, and almost no one had seen him take action. Now that the time was right, everyone was eager to see what this Taoist master could do.
When a few shimmering green bamboo leaves flew towards Lian Zhen, Taiqing, who was standing in the crowd, said "Huh" and was slightly surprised: "This is..."
"What?" The person beside him was still looking at the looming black shadow in the long river. Hearing this, he turned his head and asked in confusion: "Isn't it just a few ordinary bamboo leaves..."
Lian Zhen obviously thought the same as this person at first. She didn't take those bamboo leaves seriously. Instead, she rushed straight to the other side of the river on the bridge made of bloody murderous energy. She didn't notice until the bamboo leaves flew in front of her eyes.
Something is wrong!
The snow-white silver blade flashed past, and it was a sharp edge that could even cut through space, but it was completely different when it cut through those bamboo leaves. The thin and elegant leaves passed through the blade without any hindrance, heading towards
He comes flying!
For a moment, Lian Zhen suddenly felt as if his soul had been torn apart. The burning pain suddenly hit him, making him groan in pain. His feet became confused and he fell into the turbid yellow water.
"The Divine Killing Technique!" Someone in the crowd watching the battle saw the secret and exclaimed: "The Divine Killing Technique has been lost, hasn't it?"
Everyone showed a look of horror: The Divine Killing Technique is the most terrifying and powerful killing technique among soul-killing spells. It is said to be able to kill people in an instant, making it difficult for people to guard against and unable to resist. Could it be that Taoist Qinglin actually did this?
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"No!" At this time, Taiqing said: "This should not be the legendary divine killing technique, but just a manifestation of spiritual consciousness. It may seem similar, but in fact it is quite different."
He chuckled lightly and added: "It seems that fellow Taoist Qinglin's spiritual consciousness is very powerful, and he can already condense the formless and insubstantial spiritual consciousness into a physical entity."
In fact, Liu Qinghuan only discovered after the Mahayana Thunder Tribulation that the reverse-born bamboo in the sea of consciousness had actually become a completely divine consciousness. The reverse-born bamboo had grown quietly in his sea of consciousness for more than three thousand years, and was usually only used to store it.
Liu Qinghuan didn't pay much attention to the cultivation of sword intention. Anyway, the sea of consciousness was so big that it couldn't take up much space.
Unexpectedly, Nishengzhu completely merged with his spiritual consciousness without realizing it. Perhaps even the ancestor of Zhulin Mountain of Wenshi Sect who created the "Bamboo Heart Planting Swordsmanship" did not expect such a change.
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And after his consciousness was transformed into a bamboo leaf, it became more sharp and confusing than before, which even Lian Zhen caught unawares.
However, that martial lord was obviously very experienced in combat. After falling into the dim river water, he suddenly disappeared and avoided the follow-up attacks that were intended to take advantage of the injury to his soul.
Liu Qinghuan's eyes searched the turbulent river. This was the first time that someone could not be found after entering the river of Hades transformed into his Tao realm. This showed that the other person did have some real abilities.
Just as he was thinking about it, a gust of wind suddenly blew in his face, causing his black hair to fly in the wind. Liu Qinghuan turned his head and was suddenly startled:
This competition stage is surrounded by numerous magic circles. Where does the wind come from?!
In the corner of his eye, a strand of broken hair flew away in the wind. Liu Qinghuan quickly raised his hand, and felt as if countless blades fell down at once, cutting open his sleeves.
"Turn Qi into Killing!"
Liu Qinghuan's eyebrows froze, and his immortal body could not stop this extreme murderous intention. There were cuts on his arms, and bright red blood slowly seeped out.
This was not the end yet. Liu Qinghuan raised his head and saw countless long, narrow swords appearing in the sky, all pointed at him. The boundless killing intent seemed to have opened a huge killing array, trapping him in
Among them!
"Is this the realm of the Great Killing Technique?" Liu Qinghuan felt chills all over his body. He turned the Qianqiu Samsara Pen in his hand, and the water of the Styx surged up to the sky. The dead souls in the river roared and rushed towards the killing swords.
He could only barely block it. As soon as the dead souls touched the sword edge, they were immediately chopped into pieces and turned into a wisp of black energy and returned to the river. And when thousands of sword branches fell, even if he was not dead, his body was covered with swords.
It's really not very pretty either.
The strength of the middle stage of the Mahayana should not be underestimated. Liu Qinghuan no longer hesitated, his magic power surged, his pen was like a dragon and a snake, and he quickly wrote a true immortal article that could not show the strokes.
He claps his palm, and the words are printed in the sky: "Collapse!"
There was a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and the True Immortal Inscriptions exploded. Ink stains flew in all directions, and any sword edge that touched the ink stains also shattered. In an instant, there were countless thunders, and the sky was filled with murderous aura.
"Brother Taiqing." Taihao walked up to Taiqing and asked, "You are quite accomplished in Zhenxianwen, but can you tell what words he wrote?"
Taiqing stroked his long beard: "It seems to be a new word."
"Sheng?" Taihao thought for a while and asked doubtfully: "Why is it a new word? The meaning of this word seems to be a little different from what it has been shown in the past, and is it so powerful?"
Taiqing's eyes revealed a deep meaning, and he said: "Perhaps... it has something to do with the way Taoist Qinglin cultivates. Also, do you think the pen in his hand is somewhat similar to a certain legendary treasure of chaos?"
Taihao looked stern, then smiled again and said: "You are talking about the Spring and Autumn Reincarnation Pen of the Judge of the Underworld. How could it be that pen in the hand of fellow Taoist Qinglin? You are a dishonest old man and you like to scare people."
Taiqing just smiled slightly: "What I said is that they are somewhat similar, but I am not saying that there are only a few treasures of chaos in the human world. You and I both know whose hands they are."
Taihao waved his hand, not wanting to continue this topic, and instead said: "If Lian Zhen doesn't show up for a long time, he will be defeated... Hey, what did I say? Isn't he coming out now?"
While he was speaking, a figure appeared on the competition ground. Lian Zhen came out of the water silently. While Liu Qinghuan was busy dealing with the murderous swords in the sky, he took the moon-shaped curved blade straight out of his vest!
However, he heard a sharp "clang" sound, and the sharp blade teeth clashed with the black pen body. Liu Qinghuan raised his eyebrows and said: "Fellow Taoist, you are really merciless! You have used sneak attacks. Could you have forgotten that this is just a gunshot?"
A field test?"
Lian Zhen's eyes were full of cold murderous intent, and he waved out his other hand again, with a flash of silver light!
"The sword has no eyes and the battlefield is merciless. Even if it's a competition, it doesn't matter. I always give my best!"
"Go all out!" Liu Qinghuan sneered, and punched with all his strength, and golden light burst out!
"Bang!" Both sides flew back. Liu Qinghuan carefully inspected the Qianqiu Reincarnation Pen. Fortunately, this pen had been kept by him for many years as his Taoist weapon and was not damaged in the previous confrontation.
"This is so, I don't have to hold back anymore!" With a stroke of his pen, there was a loud rumble in the Styx River, and a whirlpool appeared at Lian Zhen's feet!
"Oh, do you think that such a small whirlpool can pull me into it?" Lian Zhen said with a sarcastic look on her face, and she waved her palm to disperse the whirlpool.
The water splashed everywhere, but Lian Zhen did not avoid it, because he had been in the Styx River for a long time and had never felt any threat, so he didn't care.
However, something seemed different this time. When the increasingly murky river water splashed onto her body, Lian Zhen's complexion changed suddenly!