Chapter five hundred and seventieth eight on the brink of destruction
Immortal Yan Yang came to the hall and found that standing in front of him was a thick stone door. The restrictions on the door had been fully unfolded, the light patterns were flowing, and it was impregnable.
This level of defense may be effective for Gang Immortal, but for Xuan Immortal, it is like a decoration. Immortal Yan Yang took off a flying sword from the top of his head and threw it towards the stone door. The sharp sword light suddenly hit hard.
On top of the stone gate, the prohibition talisman above suddenly collapsed and collapsed. Under the dim light, the stone gate suddenly collapsed.
He felt that the aura inside was still strong and rising continuously. He had also experienced this phenomenon when he became a Xuanxian. He also clearly understood what stage Tang Zhentian's breakthrough had reached, so he was not in a hurry at first.
Instead of taking action, you are waiting for the easiest opportunity to take action.
Immortal Yan Yang walked into the broken stone door with unusually slow steps, but what came face to face was another domineering flying sword.
The flying sword was glowing with a dazzling light yellow light and thin bright yellow airflow, and it could be seen that Tang Zhentian was in a critical stage of being invincible.
Immortal Yan Yang grasped the timing just right. If he is too anxious, Tang Zhentian, who has not yet broken through, can completely stop his momentum. He can resist the enemy first and then break through again at any time. If he survives, he will only lose the foundation-building elixir, which will not have much impact on the realm.
But if the opportunity is delayed and Tang Zhentian completely breaks through to the Xuanxian realm, then this raid will be meaningless.
Immortal Yan Yang shouted in a deep voice, holding the flying sword in his hand and slashing forward with all his strength. The green bricks on the ground shattered, creating a crack, and the incoming flying sword was also blown away by this vast power.
"I want to see how many tricks you have left." Immortal Yan Yang's voice seemed to be cut into countless pieces, floating irregularly in the air.
On the stone platform not far ahead, an old man wearing a light yellow gown sat quietly. The light of the light yellow world power in his body had not completely faded away. There was a broken medicine bottle beside him. He slowly
He opened his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Although I had expected it, I didn't expect that a mysterious immortal would be sent to prevent me from breaking through. The price would be too high."
"It is impossible to understand the thoughts of a madman." Immortal Yan Yang said indifferently.
Tang Zhentian's face was pale, and he had obviously spent a lot of energy to break through this situation. At this moment, the power of the Foundation Establishment Pill was burning in his body, so that blood beads the size of peas condensed on the surface of his skin.
"Blood condensed into beads, it seems that Xuanxian is very close to you." Immortal Yan Yang said, slowly raising his hands, and saw nearly a hundred flying swords floating in the sky, each one passing through the world.
Tempered with strength, it emits a strange black light.
"You want to kill me?" Tang Zhentian said calmly.
Immortal Yan Yang shook his head, "If you really break through, I will have no choice but to kill you, but for now, I just need to make sure that you can never become a Mysterious Immortal again."
Tang Zhentian was shocked. The other party's intention was to take advantage of the situation to destroy his soul.
"Hundred Demon Sword Formation!"
The black light on the flying sword grew stronger and stronger, and devilish faces appeared from it, roaring and tearing at the void.
This sword array was formed instantly, and Tang Zhentian suddenly felt powerless. The opponent's realm was too powerful. Even if he broke through to the Golden Immortal, it was impossible to resist him, but he couldn't just sit back and wait for death. He turned his palm and something appeared.
A special fairy weapon, shaped like a white shell full of pits, with ancient talismans engraved on it in ink-like black handwriting.
"go!"
Following Immortal Yan Yang's order, the Hundred Demon Sword Formation slowly pressed down, a soul-stirring roar emitted from it, and dense sword light flashed violently.
Tang Zhentian gritted his teeth and crushed the immortal weapon directly. A long-held power suddenly burst out, like a white holy light rising into the sky, directly piercing through the Hundred Demon Sword Formation.
Several flying swords that were already burnt black fell in front of him. Immortal Yan Yang looked angry and said in a deep voice: "As expected of an ancient family, they actually have such life-saving means."
Tang Zhentian was breathing heavily. This amulet was passed down from generation to generation by the family heads. Once it breaks out, it can resist the power of Xuanxian, but it can only be used once to save his life. And he is now in a desperate situation.
At the critical moment, there is no way to leave.
The sword array was broken, and Immortal Yan Yang knew that there was no time to delay. He twisted his sword skills and saw three flying swords swooping down with a heart-stopping black light.
Tang Zhentian's palms were rounded into shields, and he shouted: "Golden Bell Aegis!"
In an instant, a huge golden bell appeared beside him, completely covering him inside.
Immortal Yan Yang had a sneer on his lips. He knew very well that the more Tang Zhentian consumed the realm power, the more difficult it would be to break through the realm. Once the consumption was gone, the realm breaking would fail, and it would be a matter of time before it encountered backlash, not to mention
He is also a pure swordsman, and his realm power is very important.
clang!
Three sword lights came together, and the golden bell was instantly shattered.
It's not that the defensive power of the Golden Bell Aegis is weak, but facing the Xuanxian, any means will be in vain.
Immortal Yan Yang flicked his finger, and a concealed flying sword followed, arriving in front of him in an instant.
Tang Zhentian no longer had any means to resist, so he tried his best to dodge sideways, but the flying sword was so fast that it actually pierced his shoulder, sending him flying out and smashing the wall behind him.
Immortal Yan Yang snorted coldly and flew after him.
In the quiet night, the Tang family is facing the biggest disaster since the family war, and the people from the imperial palace have not yet arrived.
Boom!
There was a loud noise, and the right side of the palace collapsed completely, and a human figure flew out of the broken wall, rolled and flew dozens of feet before falling to the ground in embarrassment.
"Father!" Tang Haotian was the first to recognize that it was the head of the family, Tang Zhentian, with bloodshot eyes.
Yuan Futu held Tang Yao's hand tightly, fearing that she would be in any danger. When he saw the head of the family flying out, he thought that no one here could stop the mysterious immortal.
Tang Haotian and some important family officials ran over and helped Tang Zhentian, who was covered in blood, up.
"It's me he's going to deal with... you guys leave quickly." Tang Zhentian's face was red. He was more injured than he imagined. Compared with the physical damage, the Yuanshenhai that was about to break through was about to fall into chaos.
, he no longer has any extra strength to support it.
Tang Haotian held his father's hand tightly. Although they had not seen each other for a hundred years, the love between father and son would never fade. He said firmly and solemnly: "I will always be here!"