A deafening rumbling sound echoed in the depths of the sea of consciousness, and only yellow waves and torrents could be seen pouring into the body from the Tiandao Pearl.
This torrent is not majestic. It is the last remaining part of the heaven and earth's fate, and he has taken it all.
Under the influence of this force of luck that symbolizes the correct direction of the Dao of Heaven and Earth, the Dao Veins have undergone earth-shaking changes. A hazy yellow color gradually penetrates into every inch of the Dao Veins, replacing the golden luster.
signs.
Coming!
Under such a desperate situation, it shouldn't be difficult for Dao Meridian to break through the chaos. I don't know how high these so-called geniuses can help me climb.
Feng Jueyu had a new injury on his body, but he whispered as if he didn't realize it.
No matter what the situation is, nothing is more important than evolving the Tao Meridian at this time.
Killings from all directions have been revealed, but Feng Jueyu is not willing to hold back. The divine light of the Huangquan Sword finally appears, and a sword energy cuts out across the sky. It is about to cut down the chasm in the sky, and kills Granny Zhan'e who has fled.
At this time, after all, we have to kill Granny Zhan'e first, otherwise we are not asking for torture, but actually seeking death.
He had already sensed boundless pressure. The terrifying demonic cloud was almost comparable to a disaster, and the pressure caused every inch of his skin to crack.
And in all directions, there are many killing moves, and monsters are ready to move.
Boom!
Wudingtian drove a sword across the sky, and all the barriers were shattered and shattered like a mirror, flowers, water, and the moon.
Grandma Zhan'e's formation deduction did not cause much trouble to Feng Jueyu at all. The light and electricity split by the Sky Exorcist Sword spread out and the divine brilliance drove straight in, unstoppable.
The next moment, all the changes collapsed like paper, unable to withstand the power of the sword.
Driven by Wudingtian, he practiced for thirty thousand years, honed one sword and three postures, and finally condensed the three hundred and sixty-five types of Tao. He crossed the small realm and arrived at the middle realm.
It's just one sword, as if the essence of the sword reaches all directions, the true realm and the great road merge into one.
The blazing white sword energy is a hundred feet long, as straight as the brilliant sun shining like a divine cloud.
One sword can decide the world!
The power of this sword is like the stars hanging in the sky and the Milky Way pouring down, driving away the smoky air and evil spirits, just like the bright sun and the unparalleled power of the gods.
Wow!
I saw the formation barrier hundreds of feet away, visibly disintegrating with the naked eye. First, the swarms of midnight soul-smelling insects were wiped out with a sword, and then the transformed spotted python was turned into powder.
The Blood God Furnace of the Five Hells seemed to have been poured a basin of icy cold water, and the river of blood and the sea of fire extinguished the silence.
The essence of the sacred tree in the Black Peach Mountain trembled in fear, losing the power of the sacred tree. The spade trees in the large array seemed to be squeezed by the invisible power of space, and pieces exploded deep in the barrier.
For a moment, the Heitao Mountain Capital Formation was no longer a thing of the past.
"How...is it possible..."
Grandma Zhan'e, who was preparing to escape from the core of the formation, suddenly turned around, and a sword energy slashed across the air. Before she could be surprised, a bright light hit Grandma Zhan'e's chest heavily.
"Little reptile, how dare you..."
boom!
Grandma Zhan'e screamed in shock, and at the same time, a sub-golden light flowed from her body, and with a crackling sound, she was shot backwards like an arrow from a string.
The black mahogany staff in his hand was also shaken by the sword, with a gap that was half as deep as the mahogany staff.
Before he landed, a mouthful of old blood spurted out passionately, making him look as pale as a paperweight.
With one strike of the sword, Grandma Zhane was seriously injured and dying.
And the reason why she was not killed by a sword was because she had a slightly incomplete robbery treasure that she had obtained in her early years and was able to withstand Feng Jueyu's sword.
The red gold brilliance exploded into pieces like rain. It was no longer clear what kind of artifact it was. Feng Jueyu didn't take it seriously.
The calm and calm expression was filled with a touch of excitement, and he struck another sword lightly.
"It's over..."
Granny Zhane couldn't imagine that the six geniuses working together could not have much impact on Feng Jueyu.
Although this boy is covered in scars, his physical and mental abilities are at their peak. It is hard to imagine what kind of physique can have such long-lasting stamina.
Nothing can stop this sword.
Not to mention this sword, even if the dead Jin Gongdian and his ilk were to throw out a random sword at this moment, she would not be able to stop it.
I can only wait to die.
The dazzling sword was like a long river bursting its embankment, threatening to kill her. Granny Zhan'e was unwilling to accept it and shouted angrily: "This boy has a golden body with many acupoints in his cultivation. If he doesn't remove it today, he will definitely become the confidant of my Night Demon Clan."
In serious trouble, I beg you all to kill him quickly."
Bang!
After saying that, an uncertain meteor with endless destructive power passed through her chest. At that moment, Granny Zhan'e didn't even feel the pain and turned directly into fly ashes.
The beauty of a moment is unstoppable.
"This guy is too domineering..."
The remaining five geniuses finally got scared.
A stick of incense was just here, and they had extremely contempt for this little guy who was in the fourth-level realm. However, after they actually got in touch with him, they realized how terrifying Feng Jueyu's cultivation level was.
A kind of inherited swordsmanship, which is divided into three moves. The true sword intention of each move has reached the realm of Zhongjingtian.
Moreover, this swordsmanship is extremely weird. It seems to be sharper and ten times more tyrannical than the inherited swordsmanship of the same level. It can kill people when people block it, and kill gods when God blocks it. It is unrivaled.
If someone were to be struck by this kind of swordsmanship, even those truly gifted ladies would probably be beaten to pieces.
How can you ignore such an opponent?
"Come together!"
Mang Hong, Mang Yinyin, Xiao Qing, and Tie Mufeng took action at the same time.
Another round of melee started directly, without excessive formality at all, and this time, the four geniuses also began to take out their cards from the bottom of the box and no longer held back.
Tiemu Feng took the lead and took out the other four magic knives from the bag behind his back.
There are a total of seven magic swords in his bag. When combined into one, they can form a sword array that can be easily controlled by just one person.
The moment he tore away the baggage, seven magic swords pointed at the sky and suddenly turned into seven mountains of swords, crushing them across.
Zhou Xu was shaken by the pressure of these seven mountains of swords, and clearly visible cracks in the space appeared.
The Divine Realm space is extremely strong, and those who can suppress Zhou Xu with their own magical skills, and those in the Cholera Space, are obviously at the highest level of cultivation.
With such power, even a strong person in the Seventh Transformation Realm must be extra careful when facing it.
The seven mountains of swords pressed down furiously, and the entire land was trembling and humming.
Before Feng Jueyu could advance to fight, Mang Hong and Mang Yin Yin came to kill from the left and right.
Mang Yinyin held the Death Prayer Sword in both hands, her whole body was heroic, and she moved like wind and thunder. Her jade feet touched the ground, and there was a thunderous sound, and a big crater appeared.
Then it ejected into the air, and the death-wielding sword roared like ghostly wind and ghost fire, turning into a sword tide storm, trying to seal off this world.
"I never expected that the little reptile from Tiangang Sect would have such terrifying fighting power. I admit, I was wrong about it."
"But now we no longer look down on you, and we will definitely go all out. With your level, you are destined to die a tragic death. Therefore, I advise you to kneel down and beg for mercy now. Maybe my aunt will be kind.
Let you live."
Mang Yin Yin's long hair hangs down on her slender waist, her armor shines brightly, and her death-praying sword is full of demonic power.
Although he said that he could give Feng Jueyu a way out, in fact, Mang Yinyin didn't dare to hold back at all.
How could Feng Jueyu not know what she was thinking?
It's nothing more than confusing my state of mind. As for life and death, if it falls into the hands of the other party, it would be better to die.
"What you said is nonsense... Just stop making noise."
Feng Jueyu floated out of the dust, no matter how embarrassed he was, his tone remained extremely calm.
"If you're still stubborn, I'll send you on your way."
Mang Hong's faint roar came from his side, and countless big hands and fists suddenly stretched out from the depths of the heavy mist. Before Feng Jueyu could turn around, a round of fist attack as dense as a downpour came overwhelming.
.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
A series of fist-to-flesh bombardments fell on Feng Jueyu's body, as if secret magic and magic were hitting Feng Jueyu's body again and again. The black-gray evil power exploded, like black roses in the demon world blooming in Feng Jueyu's body.
Yu's body exploded, hitting him so hard that he retreated in panic.
At the same time, Mang Yinyin raised her sword to kill the seven sword mountains before they fell: "Mang Hong, get out of the way."
Whoosh!
The mist surged strangely, and countless pale demonic fists suddenly evacuated from the scene. Mang Yinyin's connection was extremely smooth, and she slashed Huashan with sword power in both hands, unleashing a hundred-foot-long rough sword energy.
The Saint Sword Demon’s Crazy Sword of Chaos.
I saw...
Long and narrow black sword energy rose up in a criss-cross pattern, falling like frequent violent storms on the place where Feng Jueyu originally stood. The terrifying sword power crushed the earth, causing the earth and rocks to crack, and the ground to sink deeply.
, and soon straight cracks several meters deep appeared.
The dust rolled like a flood, and the overwhelming murderous intent turned into ripples, impacting in all directions.
With such power, even a strong person at the peak of Level 6 can be crushed into blood and flesh in an instant, which is extremely astonishing.
Not far away, Xiao Qing stopped and stared blankly at all this, shaking his head secretly.
With the two geniuses working together, Feng Jueyu might have died there, and he still wouldn't have a chance.
"Get out of the way!"
Just as they were thinking, a roar came from above their heads. Everyone looked up and saw that the Seven Sword Mountains had arrived.
laugh!
The corners of Mang Yin Yin's rosy lips curved up in a relaxed arc, and she rolled her eyes: "It's useful, he's already dead."
The joint offensive between him and Mang Hong was so powerful and powerful. Under such an offensive, even a rank seven expert would not be able to escape unscathed.m.
However, the seven mountains of swords were already in the sky, and she was unwilling to let go, so she did not stop them.
"The Seven Tribulations Sword Mountain of the Tiemudian Sword bloodline is indeed a good inherited secret skill."
A calm smile, full of charm - of course, with Mang Yin Yin's majestic appearance, I am afraid that only the Night Demons will appreciate her "beauty".
He and Mang Hong looked at each other and smiled, then they both stepped away.
Then……
Everyone saw that the seven sword mountains suppressed Feng Jueyu completely within the sword mountains.