Chapter 1,354 Since ancient times, heroes have been young, but how many are old and fearless?
Chapter 1358 Since ancient times, heroes have appeared young, but how many are old and fearless?
The sound of rolling thunder spread in all directions.
After the Holy Tribulation of the Xuanwu Vein arrived in the Four Elephants Secret Realm in the north, the Qinglong Vein was not to be outdone, and huge dark clouds gradually rose up.
This scene once again made all the testers tremble with fear.
"Anyone else survive the tribulation?"
"What's going on with this Holy Palace trial? Are you going to stop letting people do it?"
"It's outrageous enough that someone can be canonized here, but now it seems there's more than one?"
"No, brother, look at the cloud this time. It doesn't look like a calamity cloud. Instead, it looks very much like... a mushroom cloud?"
"I don't care if it's a calamity or not. It doesn't matter if it's a mushroom or not. You just said that we can see the battle traces of the Azure Dragon Vein south of the Vermillion Vein. Is this also part of the trial?"
The trialists were collectively silenced.
After entering the Secret Realm of Four Symbols for some time, 90% of the trialists no longer suppressed their own cultivation realm, and each showed their magical powers and broke through to become a master.
Among them, the most evil ones were promoted to the throne on the spot.
But the Throne Dao Realm is the most numerous, and it is simply impossible to kill Dao Dao.
After all, there is a huge threshold of "enlightenment" between the two, which requires a lot of time to settle.
Not everyone is a Cenqiaofu. They feel something in the morning and can kill it in the evening.
Even Cenjou seemed to have achieved success overnight, but in fact he had been working on it for half his life.
Most of the testers are young and cannot reach that level.
As for the Throne Realm, let alone participating in the trial at the location covered by the Holy Tribulation, if you are affected by the explosion of the Azure Dragon Vein, you may not be able to come out alive.
"I wonder what those trialists who were randomly teleported to the Xuanwu Vein and Qinglong Vein feel now?"
"Perhaps, what Xu Gusheng said in Golden Phoenix Square is right."
"The ruins of Ranming will be revealed in the Secret Realm of Four Symbols. We and other trialists will be the foils. The battle between the great avenues will be the mainstream?"
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"Xuanwumai, Fangfang has left the position! We have to run away first, he is chasing us, come and support us!"
"Xuanwu Pulse, Wang Dachui...come here quickly! Cenqiaofu is a mad dog that bites everyone he sees. He wants to use the Holy Tribulation to bring disaster to us!"
As the starting point of the Holy Tribulation, Wang Dachui and Fangfang had long been unable to protect the important formation of the Xuanwu Golden Pagoda.
As soon as he stepped out of the rift in space, Cen Qiaofu immediately made a strong move to become a saint. He dumped Wang Zha at the beginning and was totally unreasonable.
In comparison, in the Holy Temple, whether it is Ao Sheng's clone, Beibei, Fangfang, or Wang Dachui...
Almost everyone still has the mentality that the battle for the Four Symbols Secret Realm should be carried out step by step, like the Void Island, with a push and pull attack between the enemy and ourselves.
After all, all the members of the Tian group had gathered before and analyzed the Void Island battle situation together under the guidance of the Taoist Palace Master.
That’s why!
The members of the Tian team were caught off guard.
Because this time, Saint Slave did not play according to the usual routine.
"boom!"
Cen Qiaofu, holding the Panxian ax in his hand and a half-saint figure above his head, with the thunderbolts of the Holy Tribulation falling from all directions, was like a reckless man who broke into an uninhabited land and wreaked havoc.
After he finished his battle at the beginning and entered the violent mode, he struck the Xuanwu Golden Pagoda with the first axe.
The Xuanwu Golden Pagoda exploded with a loud noise.
Complicated patterns of heavenly secrets light up on it.
The Tianji Formation arranged in advance swallowed up half of the power of the axe, discharged half of it, and converted it into its own energy storage, waiting for the time to counterattack.
Fangfang, who was standing on the top of the tower, was thrown into the sky by the blow of Panxian Axe, completely losing her position.
He's just too weak.
And Cenchov is being canonized.
Under the Holy Tribulation, anyone who dares to leak even a little bit of breath or spiritual energy will definitely be locked up by the Holy Tribulation.
Just because Fangfang has grown a little stronger does not mean that he is also very brave.
He was not at all sure that he would be affected by other people's holy tribulations shortly after entering Taixu and without any preparation, and he would be able to survive his own holy tribulation.
On the other hand, Cenchofu, who looked red-eyed but was actually calm, seized the opportunity to seize the Xuanwu Golden Pagoda.
He didn't say anything, he just laughed and looked up at the sky, holding the Immortal Ax high in his hand.
"Boom——"
The light of the thunderbolt flashed away, lighting up the dim world for a moment.
But on the top of the golden pagoda, the old woodcutter stood calmly, with his back against the wild mountains and forests, and his ax pointed at the nine heavenly calamity clouds.
He is just a small human being, with a slight crotch on his back.
At this moment, he was as powerful as a god, standing tall against the sky and the earth, as if the sky could be chopped open with an axe.
"Come on!"
Cen Qiaofu held the Panxian ax and swung the ax down.
For tens of thousands of miles in radius, the wild mountains and forests were all smashed to pieces by this blow, the ancient trees split open, and the earth collapsed.
If the Nine Heavens Tribulation Cloud encounters a provocation, it will suddenly expand!
Fangfang was far away from the center of the holy calamity, and her small eyeballs were shaking in her wide eyes.
The streaks of thunder that descended from the sky drowned the figure of the old woodcutter on the Xuanwu Golden Pagoda with his ax pointed at the sky.
This picture is like ripples in the depths of Fangfang's soul, enlarging, enlarging, and enlarging again and again.
"Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom..."
The sound of thunder nearby and the roar in the distance echo each other.
Fangfang clearly did not reveal even half of her spiritual essence.
At this moment, as if he had been affected by a holy calamity, the thick and long dark black hairs on his arms stood up.
A shuddering feeling like an electric shock suddenly arose in his heart, and ended with a slight numbness in his scalp.
"A true man, this is what you should do..."
Fangfang only had time to mutter this in a low voice.
Bang!
The Heavenly Secret Formation of the Xuanwu Golden Pagoda could no longer withstand the bombardment of the Holy Tribulation Thunder. The accumulated strength completely exceeded its limit, and finally exploded to pieces.
The splendid celestial stars spread out in mid-air, welcoming Cenchofu's solemn face as he put away his ax and turned around, gazing at him.
Thunder and lightning adorned the old man.
Vicissitudes of life are his worldly experience.
Holding an ax to clear the way, the heroic spirit of one man being in charge is what endless practitioners of Taoism and spiritual refinement seek throughout their lives!
"Thumping, thumping..."
Fangfang's heartbeat quickened, she felt a sense of death coming over her, and subconsciously turned sideways.
"Panxian Axe, the beginning of chaos!"
The old woodcutter shouted sternly, and while facing the Holy Tribulation, he slashed horizontally with his axe.
Ax light invasion.
The sky and the earth begin to shine.
The space is divided into two.
"puff!"
Fangfang, who had already avoided the vital position of his neck in advance, saw his eyes black, and the armor on his left chest was torn, and he opened his mouth and spurted out blood.
The Cang Shen Armor activates independently and absorbs most of the cutting power of the Panxian Ax.
However, Fangfang felt as if someone had picked her up and knocked her away. The force of the ax caused her to bounce back on the air waves in the space.
"Bang bang bang..."
It wasn't until he blasted into a mountain several miles away, smashing half of the mountaintop, that the force of the attack weakened.
"Help……"
Fangfang struggled to call for help on the Tianzhu combat channel.
He subconsciously wanted to release spiritual energy to relieve the pain on his body, even if it was just to generate a spiritual energy shield, but he forcibly killed this idea.
The slash of Panxian Ax will not necessarily kill you.
But if he releases his spirit energy and is locked by the Holy Tribulation, he will die without a burial place!
"not dead?"
On top of the Xuanwu Golden Pagoda, Cenchofu sensed that there was still life in the distance, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
The new head of the war department has a pretty good body...
No!
It should be said that the Cang Shen Armor is still too powerful!
I heard from the leader that if Teng Shanhai on Void Island had not been tricked by Xu Xiaoshou and then forced into a corner by Jiang Buyi, he would have been able to free himself from the out-of-control ancestral power.
It was even impossible for Semi-Saint Jiang Buyi to break through the defense of the Cang Shen Armor so easily and tear Teng Shanhai to death.
Cenqiaofu then temporarily put down the new head of the war department and turned to look at Wang Dachui who retreated in fear in the distance.
He didn't even say a word, he just raised the ax in his hand.
"The Immortal Axe, Yin and Yang separate the dawn!"
Suddenly, golden light swept across.
In this axe, the sky has no light and shadow, falling from darkness into the darkness of endless hell.
"Fuck! Go fuck him, what are you doing to me?" Wang Dachui was furious, but he didn't dare to delay.
"Eight Gates!"
His eyes suddenly turned red, his short body suddenly swelled, and eight bright lights lit up the acupuncture points on his torso, as if he was trying to gain a ray of life in this endless darkness.
"Block it for me!"
Wang Dachui knew that it was useless to dodge, so he hammered forward with all his might.
He couldn't even see clearly where on his body the light of the ax was going to hit, so he could only rely on his feelings to try his best to defend against all the vital points in front of him.
"boom!"
The light of the ax struck the hammer of thorns.
Wang Dachui's body was only stuck in place for a moment. Bang's arm shattered and blood flowed, and his body was pushed back dozens of feet.
If Cenchofu was still too weak, he could withstand this blow.
But they are canonizing him!
The faint holy power carried by this axe, as well as the lightning strike effect of the holy calamity, made Wang Dachui, who dared not use even half of his spiritual energy and could only use his physical strength to take one hit, feel unshakable.
"I will die!"
"I will definitely die!"
"We can't accept his attacks again. Otherwise, I really have to explain here today..."
After Wang Dachui withdrew and relieved his strength, he turned around and ran away.
He is much more experienced than a young man like Fangfang. He has a small life at stake, and any task of guarding the Xuanwu Golden Pagoda is all in vain.
After going back to admit his mistake, the Taoist Palace Master would never blame him too much for being unable to withstand the attack of Saint Cenqiaofu and running away in fright.
He's too weak to catch the mad dog Cenchofu!
But as soon as he turned around, the thunder of the Holy Tribulation had already exploded in his ears - Cenjou appeared beside him at some point, and struck him in the head with an axe.
"Fuck you, uncle!"
Wang Dachui scolded in horror, his red eyes bursting with fierce force, he just raised his hammer to block it lightly, gritted his teeth, gathered all his strength, and kicked his knees.
"laugh!"
Panxian's ax struck down, and Wang Dachui, who had opened eight doors, blocked it with his hammer. The handle of the hammer was cracked by the impact.
The shoulder bones of his left and right arms cracked.
At this moment, if the eight doors had not been opened in advance, Wang Dachui would most likely have lost his arms, and even half of his body would have been cut off by Cenchofu with an axe!
When he was about to receive the axe, Wang Dachui used his attack instead of defense, and with all his strength, he kicked Cenchofu's chin.
"Jaw lift!"
Defense is useless.
The enemy's combat power is higher than your own, so your defense is to wait for death.
Only this kick can bring him a glimmer of hope.
"Bang!"
A jaw lift containing the power of the eight ancient martial arts, from bottom to top, coming back and coming back, stuck Cenchofu's old strength. Before the new strength was generated, he kicked his chin hard.
With a bang, Wang Dachui clearly saw Cenchofu's head flying out.
"good!"
He was overjoyed.
How can a mortal body withstand a blow from the Eight Gates of Ancient Martial Arts?
Cenjov is so proud!
Did he really think that he was invincible during the moment of canonization?
"I am invincible!"
After Wang Dachui kicked Cenqiaofu's head off, he turned over in the air, flicked his shoulders to the left and right, and threw the cracked shoulder blade back to its original position.
He still didn't dare to use Ling Yuan.
But with a thorough study of the human body, he quickly repaired the injuries on both arms with the help of the potential energy that was briefly squeezed out of the acupuncture points.
The headless Cenkoufu froze in place for a moment.
Suddenly, a green bud appeared on his neck, which was gushing blood.
"The old tree is still new, and to cut it down is to cut me down."
"It takes a hundred years to cut down a tree, how can life and death mislead me?"
The ethereal sound echoed in all directions of the world.
With a bang, an ancient tree soaring into the sky appeared from where his head should have been on Cenchofu's neck.
Lush tree roots shot out from under his feet, some of which penetrated into the avenue of void, while others penetrated into the earth, frantically absorbing nutrients.
The cracked earth around them exploded with rumbling sounds, and one tall old tree after another sprung up.
In just a few short seconds, a few miles of wild and sparse forest turned into a lush primeval forest.
Wang Dachui was frightened.
He forgot that he did not dare to touch the spirit energy, but Cen Qiaofu was the one who had overcome the tribulation himself, so he did not have this restriction!
After all, this man looked like a crazy butcher after picking up the axe, but he was only using the power of the Panxian Axe.
In fact, he is a pure spiritual refiner.
Killing the Tao in one night proved to Zheng that his understanding of the Tao principles was too high after all.
"Rumble..."
The thunder of the Holy Tribulation poured down and blasted into this primitive dense forest.
Cenjov's figure disappeared.
The next second, densely packed incarnations of Cenchofu appeared on the horizon. They each landed on different ancient trees and chopped them down one by one with axes.
"Pah, pah, pah..."
With ax after axe, the primeval jungle was chopped off by Cenjov in an instant.
This scene is incomprehensible.
At least that's how Wang Dachui felt, he even found it funny.
There was also an illusory Cenjov above his head, who also came down with an ax and chopped him down as if he were a tree.
But the differentiated power was too weak. Wang Dachui just raised his hand and shattered the clone.
"What is Cenchov doing?"
"It seems that there is no introduction like this in the intelligence?"
Wang Dachui didn't dare to laugh and soon felt something was wrong.
The old woodcutter is so talented!
In the past, this person was always hidden, and he even had a low level of cultivation to show off to others. No one had ever seen his full strength.
Perhaps there is a profound meaning in this absurd move?
Before he had time to think about it, thousands of Cenqiaofu finished cutting down the ancient trees and volleyed back into one body.
A fierce light shone on the blade of the Panxian Ax in his hand.
"Cut to the extreme, and the way will return to unity!"
Cenqiaofu raised his ax, but before it made contact, the holy calamity that fell from the sky was cut by the sharp edge of the axe, and flowed in all directions.
Cen Qiaofu struck down with his axe, and the laws of heaven and earth shattered. With one strike of his axe, he firmly locked onto Wang Dahamui, who was adjacent to him.
It was only then that Wang Dachui suddenly realized:
The old woodcutter's countless incarnations of chopping wood just now are not without meaning.
He actually gathered all the true meaning of "cutting" at that time into one blow.
The Tao he realized in the deep mountains and old forests of the Southern Territory is not only the Tao of the human world, but also the Tao of "cutting" that can defeat all kinds of magic!
"die!"
When Panxian's ax came to chop him head-on, Wang Dachui sighed in his heart.
Still here...
The withered leaf I saw at the Guizhe Holy Mountain event that day did not occur to me in the blink of an eye.
"Then come! Who is afraid of whom?"
The dog jumps over the wall in a hurry, but the rabbit fights back in anger.
Wang Dachui's spiritual energy was about to bloom. He no longer cared about the future of the holy tribulation and could only focus on the present.
But at the same time, a flying cry came from the distance:
"Senior Sledgehammer, retreat first!"
A burly figure came from the distance, slammed into the battlefield with a fierce kick, and kicked Wang Dachui out without any explanation.
The leader of the war department, Fangfang!
The Cang Shen armor on Fangfang's body lit up with complex black and red patterns, and strong spiritual energy fluctuations were wrapped around him.
He has ignored life and death!
He held two axes in both hands, kicked Wang's sledgehammer away, and then raised the ax forward with a low sound.
"The Overlord opens the mountain!"
boom!
Three axes connected with each other in mid-air, the space exploded horizontally, and the air flow expanded like a tidal wave.
The Panxian ax embodies the true meaning of "cutting". With one strike of the ax, the Cang Shen armor on Fangfang's body cracked.
His double axes only lasted for half a breath before they shattered into pieces.
Panxian's ax struck hard on Fangfang's left shoulder, and the black and red lines on Cang Shen's armor dimmed instantly.
"laugh!"
A line of blood opened in mid-air.
Cang Shenjia fell apart and Fangfang was divided into two.
"ah--"
The screams of pain echoed for nine days, and Fangfang, who barely managed to save half of her body and head, wrinkled her face.
He is the one who is most afraid of pain, but he always remains silent during training in the war department.
He was the one who was most afraid of death, but for some reason, when he saw Senior Sledgehammer dying, his blood boiled and he rushed forward.
Fangfang regretted it very much.
He vowed that if he could turn back time, he would never move forward again!
Senior Sledgehammer is obviously so annoying, but he can never say a good word out of his mouth, and his sarcastic remarks are always mocking himself.
Fangfang couldn't tell. Senior Dahamui judged people by their appearance, and he looked down on his own appearance from the bottom of his heart. He even disliked his beard.
"Why am I so stupid..."
Half of the body was spurting blood, Lingyuan quickly stopped the injury, but Fangfang was exhausted and full of despair.
he knows.
No chance.
He moved his spiritual energy.
No matter how many trump cards you have, you can't catch Cenchofu's holy calamity.
As soon as he raised his eyes, sure enough, the Nine Heavens Tribulation Cloud sensed that someone was helping to overcome the calamity, and began to expand.
The Holy Tribulation has locked the new head of the war department, the sixteen-year-old super genius Taixu, Fangfang!
"That's good, at least Senior Sledgehammer can run out. My sacrifice..." he cried, "it is useful."
Wang Dachui was kicked out, his whole head was blank.
Until now, he has long lost the passion of his youth, and he no longer even has the consciousness to sacrifice himself for others from the bottom of his heart.
Do as much as you can.
Live as long as you can.
He never thought that one day, he would be saved by a young man exchanging his life for his life!
"It seems that today, the old man is destined to be a bad guy." Cenqiaofu looked down at the sky with an ax in hand. When he saw this scene, his voice became more emotional.
He has some appreciation for Fangfang.
After all, he became famous at a young age and has a promising future.
So even if he was on the opposite side, Cenchofu didn't really want to kill him.
Using a big one to bully a small one can only take one blow at most. This is the one blow required by the positions of both sides.
However, Fangfang was able to block this fatal blow with her Cang Shen Armor, and if the blow continued, Cen Qiaofu himself felt that his face was dull.
Therefore, he focused on Wang Dachui, who had no future.
Unexpectedly, in the end Fangfang risked her life and made an unexpected and deplorable choice...
It doesn't matter!
The battle between great avenues is bound to be bloody.
Showing mercy to the enemy will only put yourself in danger.
Cen Qiaofu no longer paid attention to Fangfang, who was only half of her body and was targeted by the Holy Tribulation.
This young man basically can't survive.
He looked at Wang Dachui who was kicked far away.
Wang Dachui was shocked that he could still escape, having regained his spiritual energy.
After waking up, I was faced with a dilemma:
Return support?
Even if we go back, we won't be able to defeat Cenjou, and we will only end up with one more life!
Just turn around and leave?
A young man who is willing to give up his life and just turn around and leave for the sake of his old bones, how will he behave in the future?
"Ahhhhh!!!"
Wang Dachui hugged his thorn hammer and let out a struggling and painful roar.
His one-shot combat channel:
"Fangfang Zhanyun, please support!"
After doing all this, Wang Dachui ran out without even looking back.
In fact, outside the scope of the Holy Tribulation, a large number of red-clothed and white-clothed people had already gathered.
It's just that Cenkoufu risked his life and survived. He was already fighting for his life.
No matter how many people enter the battlefield, if they can't escape from the holy tribulation, it's all in vain.
In fact, Fangfang also saw and knew this.
He could also understand Wang Dachui giving up saving himself and escaping.
At this age, he already knows what is right and what is wrong.
However, at his age, in the final analysis, he is just a boy who is not yet an adult, only sixteen years old.
——Not all the young six leaders have a rock-like heart like Yu Lingdi who is willing to die for supremacy and is not afraid of pain.
"Boom!"
When the Holy Tribulation landed, Fangfang, the new head of the war department, was crying so hard that his beard was covered with snot.
He closed his eyes, half of his body could not stop shaking wildly, but he could still tremble and murmur:
"Senior Sledgehammer, your choice is the right one..."