The old man saw the lotus shattered inch by inch, and his face suddenly became extremely gloomy. The power of Shifang's salvation was beyond his imagination. After just a brief contact, he had already sensed the terrifying foundation of Shifang's salvation, but with this kind of
How could the treasure with deep foundation appear in the world of Yuanlu?
At least in the current Yuanlu world, under the control of the Most Holy Dharma Sect, it is impossible to breed such rare treasures.
So it is a treasure handed down from ancient times?
But the old man has experienced the most prosperous period of the cultivation civilization in the Yuanlu world in ancient times. How could he not have heard of a treasure of a level similar to Shifang Chaodu? He does not remember which treasure was produced in the Yuanlu world.
This is what the salvation of the ten directions looks like.
Bits of broken petals fell, the old man gritted his teeth, and when he opened his mouth, a bright sword light spurted out.
As soon as the purple-red sword light erupted, it suddenly split into 36,000 extremely fine sword lights. The sword light, as clear as glass crystal, seemed slow in the air, but in fact it interlaced extremely quickly and outlined a bright lotus.
The sword energy bloomed in front of the old man, shrouding Yin Xuege with a terrifying aura that destroyed everything.
Yin Xuege's soul was trembling slightly. The sword energy released by the old man was extremely powerful, and there was a faint law of death that could destroy everything. Even though Yin Xuege had already understood the cycle of life and death in the world of Yuanlu
The supreme wisdom, facing the meaning of annihilation contained in the old man's sword energy, he still felt his scalp was cold, and his whole body was freezing and stiff.
This is like a dragon roaming in the rivers, lakes and seas, and suddenly encountered an ancient divine dragon that descended from the nine heavens. In terms of rank and blood, the ancient divine dragon completely overwhelmed the dragon.
"Old thing..."
The old man scolded him harshly, and Yin Xuege naturally had no good words to respond to him. After he cursed loudly, the Chaos Source Bell above his head rang nine times in a row, and the surrounding void shook, and all kinds of energy of earth, water, fire, wind suddenly turned into surging waves.
The tide swept in from all directions in a mighty manner, and violently collided with the Lotus Sword Qi.
"Stupid! The embryo of the Chaos Source Bell was forged by me myself. Are you using the heavy treasure forged by me to restrain me?"
The old man scolded angrily and laughed at Yin Xuuge with disdain. He casually made a move, and the Chaos Source Bell suddenly began to wail. The trace of distraction that Yin Xuege had placed in him shook violently, and he was almost expelled from the Chaos Source Bell.
Fortunately, Yin Xuege's method of worshiping and refining the Dharma Source Bell is extremely clever, and it is the most exquisite and profound treasure refining secret of the Taoist Taoist sect.
A trace of his spirit clung to the core of the chaos, and despite the invisible impact of divine thoughts within the chaos washing away like a tide, this fragment of his spirit remained unmoved.
The Fayuan Bell roared again. Once, twice, three times, the clear and high-pitched bell rang twelve times in a row, shaking the void around it wildly. A sky full of stars appeared for no reason in the void, and countless fist-sized weapons appeared.
The sharp and thorny starlight roared down from the stars, turning into countless streams of light and hitting the old man's sword light.
The impact of the tidal energy of earth, water, fire and wind, coupled with the bombardment of countless starlights, caused the lotus sword energy transformed from the flying sword of the old man to vibrate violently. It made a roar like a giant bell. The old man's body was also shaking slightly, and he was gloomy.
Looking at Yin Xuuge, his body moved backwards uncontrollably.
His realm is indeed much higher than that of Yin Xuege. But after all, he only has the peak power allowed by the rules of the Yuanlu world.
As for Yin Xuuge, he has been favored by the will of heaven and earth, and he has evaded the monitoring of himself by the Yuanlu world to a certain extent. Yin Xuuge's magic power is much stronger than that of ordinary peak-level soul masters.
The realm was not enough, so mana was needed to make up for it. Relying on the abundant mana, relying on the strong mana cultivation, and with the help of several rare treasures, Yin Xuuge actually defeated the old man once again, forcing him to fall backwards.
Shifang Chaodu once again brought a blue light into the sky. It hit the red seal wrapped in five colors of mysterious light.
There was a loud noise, and the seal engraved with the word "Linghu" burst out with a large fire. It was knocked dozens of miles away by Shifang Chaodu. The old man's body staggered, and a little bit of real fire was faintly sprayed out from the seven orifices.
The impact on this seal was so strong that even a trace of the origin of his spirit was damaged. Each bit of this spark-like true fire was equivalent to more than a hundred years of hard work by an ordinary Qi practitioner.
The old man's figure dimmed a bit. He looked at Yin Xuege with a gloomy expression. He pointed at the lotus sword energy with both hands, and a sword rainbow that was several miles long shot out from the stamens. The sword rainbow rotated rapidly,
It made a sharp cracking sound and stabbed Yin Xuege carefully like a drill.
The colorful Bodhi branches swayed slightly, and dozens of layers of small Vajra Meditation Sandalwood Buddha Lights spurted out fragrant rays of light, appearing out of thin air like city walls. With a strike of the sword rainbow, thirty-six layers of Buddha Light Barriers were torn apart in succession, but the first one was forcibly removed.
He stopped in front of the thirty-sevenfold Buddha light.
The Fayuan Bell roared loudly again, and strange phenomena appeared one after another in the surrounding void. Countless starlights and tides surged violently, tearing the lotus sword energy into pieces, and a two-foot-four-inch long handleless flying
The sword whined and flew back to the old man's side.
The old man took a deep breath and shook his head towards Yin Xuuge seriously.
"Junior, what you did today will bring disaster to your future."
"I have memorized your appearance. If you ascend to the void spiritual world in the future, I will assign millions of disciples to hunt you down for 30,000 years."
The old man threatened word by word, one million people, hunting for 30,000 years. He told in great detail the manpower he would use and the duration of the hunting. This was very detailed and objective.
, which is far more threatening than various threats such as "eternal life" and "eternal pursuit, never ending".
It was obvious that the old man hated Yin Xuuge so much that he really treated Yin Xuuge as an important matter.
Yin Xuuge looked at the old man, smiled and shook his head.
"I said, you and I are not necessarily the juniors, so don't rely on your elders to show off."
"A million people? Chasing me for thirty thousand years? Well, it sounds a bit scary, but it doesn't scare me."
The old man looked at Yin Xuege with cold eyes, his brows raised and a divine light looming in his eyes.
"This is because you don't know the strength of our sect. You don't know how powerful our sect is."
"In the Void Spiritual Realm, if we want you to die, you will die; no one will be spared, and no one can avoid our pursuit or investigation in the Void Spiritual Realm."
The old man looked at Yin Xuege proudly, and grabbed the handleless flying sword floating beside him with dignity.
"When you have the opportunity to ascend to the void spiritual world, you will know that offending me today will be your nightmare in the future."
Before Yin Xuuge could speak, a very disdainful sneer suddenly came from the side. A black mist bloomed quietly, and then the black mist dissipated. Lan Shuixin slowly walked out of the black mist. She saw him leaning sideways.
He was wearing a moon-white half-arm gown, exposing two bare arms, a pair of burlap trousers on his lower body, and a pair of straw sandals made of tangled hemp.
What makes people feel weird is that there are seven flying knives wrapped in black air stuck on Lan Shuixin's shoulders, ribs, temples and top of her head. The small and exquisite flying knives have no handles, which should be the handles.
Instead, there was a vivid black wolf head the size of a thumb.
And these wolf heads are also filled with demonic nature. The grinning wolf mouth keeps spitting out traces of black air, and there are two tiny horns on the wolf head, making these wolf heads look really weird and ferocious.
"Old guy, stop bragging shamelessly here. Can you control everything in the void spiritual world?"
As soon as she showed up, Lan Shuixin rudely and loudly mocked the old man.
"If you immortals are really so capable, how could you not know that I actually betrayed the Holy Sect 13,000 years ago? Hehe... I even killed so many members of my family.
You know nothing about other geniuses?"
Yin Xuege protected his body with colorful bodhi branches and the Chaos Dharma Source Bell. He held Shifang Chaodu in his hand, secretly clasping three Chaos Opening Heaven Thunders tempered by the Chaos Qi in the moon's acupoints in his palm, and slowly walked backwards.
More than ten miles away.
Lan Shuixin glanced at Yin Xuege, stretched out her finger and tapped Yin Xuege hard.
"We'll talk about our grudges later. You ruined my big thing. There must be an explanation for this matter."
There was a faint blazing light brewing in the vertical eyes between the old man's brows. He stared at Lan Shuixin and murmured in a low tone.
"Really, don't we know this? Lan Shuixin, you overestimate yourself too much."
"You really think we don't know? Thirteen thousand years ago, when you killed my cousin for a piece of Tianchong Phantom Grass, we knew that you were an immature wolf cub."
Lan Shui was stunned. He looked the old man up and down, and then grinned.
"Although I have never seen you, I have heard about you, old man. You are one of the three sages of the sect of the sage... Linghu is immortal, right?"
Lan Shuixin, who squinted her eyes and turned her eyes into jet black, looked at Saint Linghu curiously and asked him with a frivolous smile.
"Do you really know that I have betrayed the Holy Sect a long time ago? It's very strange. With your usual style, you must at least kill all the male and female relatives of my direct clan members for eighteen generations before you can rest assured. Why don't you kill me?
"
Saint Linghu looked at Lan Shuixin with a cold expression. After a long time, he waved his hand.
After a long silence, Saint Linghu sneered with great disdain.
"As an unaware chess piece, are you qualified to listen to my explanation?" (To be continued)