The mysterious magic power was activated, and Fang Xiaoru's wolf-toothed broadsword slashed down nearly a hundred feet in the air. Not only was it majestic, but the entire surrounding world was also darkened by it.
The scorching sun in the sky seemed to be covered with a thin layer of black sand. The surrounding star power and the true fire of the sun were forcibly distorted and converged on the wolf-tooth sword. The two-foot blade was ignited with raging flames.
.Just the remaining strength of the sword caused all the trees, flowers and plants within hundreds of feet around to burst into flames.
It was like this all around. Zhuang Wudao was inside the whirlpool of sword power, and while he was raising its edge, he suddenly felt that his insides were on fire, and the fire power was burning his body. Not only was he secretly surprised in his heart, but the second-grade holy spirit-level mystical art could connect the pulses and the orifices.
After that, the power is close to the intermediate level.
Limit. He had never seen it before when he was on the second level. It should be a new mysterious technique that Fang Xiaoru condensed after establishing the foundation level. It is so powerful that it is indeed amazing. It is probably the reason why Fang Xiaoru dares to challenge him head-on again.
The confidence lies.
However, it was exactly what he wanted. Zhuang Wudao also happened to want to know the power of his newly completed mystical magical power.
"Yes, you have made some progress. This is your strength? It's a pity that you have newly acquired supernatural powers and forgot to unite your efforts as one."
Unparalleled in destiny, grafted on
Just when the wolf-fang sword was slashing, a thin and invisible invisible force barrier appeared all over Zhuang Wudao.
The sword energy was so heavy that it crushed the magnetic energy around Zhuang Wudao to pieces almost immediately. But just when this layer of body-protecting energy was about to collapse, Zhuang Wudao suddenly shook his fists.
A shake. Then that hundred feet
The sword energy suddenly rebounded and started to counterattack from the tip of the blade. All the sword energy, together with the powerful Zhou Tianxing power and the true fire of the sun, almost all turned back and counterattacked in the opposite direction. It was equally powerful and no less impressive.
Fang Xiaoru couldn't take precautions, and was almost hit in the front by the sun-driving and swallowing move he sent out. Immediately, there was a roar, and the figure that was flying towards him stopped instantly, and then hurriedly retreated. In mid-air, within one breath.
, slashed forty-eight swords in a row, and threw five purple-green cloud cards to resist, and finally resolved all the hundreds of feet of flaming sword energy.
At this time, Zhuang Wudao's counterattack was followed by a dark-brown sword shadow, hidden behind the flaming sword energy, following quietly. It wasn't until the force in front of him shattered and the sword energy collapsed that he fiercely
The ground erupted. In an instant, tens of millions of sword blades rose up one after another, like an endless wave, and covered Fang Xiaoru in the air.
One type of "Farewell between Life and Death" is just an ordinary sword-handling technique derived from the great compassion of Yin and Yang of heaven and earth, and is not a magical power. At this time, Zhuang Wudao has already understood part of the secret of life and death in Yun'er's sword-handling. His strength has greatly increased, and he can
The method of transmitting energy from the void can focus on the sword body from thousands of feet away.
The power of the sword was only inferior to that of the second-story stone palace before. What was rare was that Zhuang Wudao did not trigger Wushuang Mystic Technique, and it was under the cover of the sun-driving and sun-devouring sword energy.
The start of the attack was extremely unexpected.
"Even if you have established a foundation, you are nothing more than this."
The sword power slashed wildly, and one of the five-sided Ziyang Cloud Tablet with twenty-two levels of forbidden magic was immediately shattered under the sword power of nine hundred and sixty elephants.
Then the monstrous sword light surged in like mercury pouring down the ground.
Fang Xiaoru's face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were both humiliated and frightened. However, in his haste, he did not panic. He snorted heavily, and a purple-gold talisman suddenly flew up from his sleeve in the space, forming a
The purple-gold cauldron firmly covered his figure.
Although it is a talisman, its defensive ability is much stronger than the twenty-two forbidden spiritual weapons. Zhuang Wudao's thunder apricot sword hairpin was slashed on it, but all of it was blocked and bounced away, unable to make an inch of progress.
However, when the tide of swords was about to end, the luster of the purple-gold cauldron also became thinner and almost faded away.
"Jing Yun Po Sun Today, I said I want you to die, and I will never break my promise."
The wolf-toothed broadsword swung again, and another huge sword force roared across the sky, sweeping away the remaining sword light in front of Fang Xiaoru. The sword was still pointing at Zhuang Wudao from a distance.
At this time, Fang Xiaoru took another purple-gold talisman in his hand. With the spiritual words in his mouth, he would activate it.
"Swallow the sky and eclipse the sun, kill the demons in the sky and die for me"
There was clearly a clear sky in this spirit world, but out of thin air, a huge purple lightning struck down from the cloud sky. The lightning was like a pillar and a long thatch, as if it was about to split the world in half.
Zhuang Wudao immediately recognized that this was a talisman. What Fang Xiaoru used was the mysterious power recorded in the talisman by the Yuanshen monk.
Today, Fang Xiaoru has used all the means to suppress the situation.
However, he did not panic. Instead, Zhuang Wudao smiled like "Hey,". Compared with the thunder he endured at the summit of Lichen Mountain's Dao Industry that day, the thunder that struck through the sky at this time was undoubtedly dozens of times stronger. Most of them are truly mystical-level fourth-level thunder spells. Even if they are sealed in the talisman and their power is reduced to less than 30% of their original power, they are still far superior to ordinary third-level calamity thunder spells. His natal talisman, the Thunder Talisman of Shangxiaoyangyanjidu, is equally powerful, but slightly better. When used, even Yue Xiong Taoist who was not in his heyday would have to be wary of it.
However, at this time, he has already established the foundation. Compared with that day, the monk's strength has increased by more than dozens of times.
As soon as he stepped with his right foot, the whole sky suddenly shook. The force of Fang Xiaoru's sword that struck first was instantly reversed and rebounded violently.
As for Zhuang Wudao himself, he still refused to dodge. With just a flick of his hand, a set of 'Nine Palaces Capital God Thunder Flag Formation' was inserted in all directions, accurately nailing into the places where the earth veins and spiritual tides intersected around him. Both hands It is like holding a ball, and when the boxing frame is stretched out, it is indescribably perfect and perfect, with no leaks or defects.
The world has moved, the stars have moved!
"boom"
With a loud bang, the thunderous light in the sky almost completely submerged Zhuang Wudao. Within thirty feet, blue electric light flashed vertically and horizontally. The huge thunderball also shattered all the soil on the ground, turning it into pieces. It is powder.
Fang Xiaoru stood up from the air and neutralized the rebounding sword energy. He continued to hold the golden talisman in his hand, with a cruel sneer in his eyes. Without any pause, he fired five huge blue thunders one after another. The pillar crashed down, hitting the place where Zhuang Wudao stood.
It wasn't until the brilliance on the talisman gradually faded that Fang Xiaoru's eyes pierced with physical pain and he stopped speaking the magic words. But the next moment, when the huge lightning ball of lightning gradually dissipated, the figure inside became slightly When the clues emerged, the coldness and cruelty on Fang Xiaoru's face immediately faded away, and his face was filled with disbelief.
Zhuang Wudao stood on the same spot, and his whole body was still intact. Only his Taoist robe was riddled with holes and was close to damage.
Most of the thunder power was absorbed by Zhuang Wudao, moved with the stars, guided and resolved, and was instilled into the ground through the 'Nine Palaces of Heavenly God Thunder Flag Array'. There was also a part that was transformed into a small The thunder ball, held by him, was flickering and flowing in the circle between his arms in front of him.
Around Zhuang Wudao, there were waves of purple lightning overflowing. The second-level Dutian Divine Thunder was obviously defeated by the bombardment of the Heavenly Eclipse Divine Thunder. But it was still Persistence, constant resistance, constant integration and constant devouring——
Fang Xiaoru's chest felt as if a knife had been stabbed in his chest. The pain was so painful that he was extremely depressed.
"Zhuang Wudao, you are crazy"
The scene in front of him simply made it difficult for him to be confident. Five consecutive celestial demon-eclipse divine thunders, a talisman worth comparable to a magic weapon, but Zhuang Wudao only damaged a Taoist robe and a set of formation flags. Just a small loss
Not only was he not injured, but he also tried to use his own power to control the thunder of Yingyuan Cave in the sky, and devour some of the characteristics of those divine thunders of the eclipse sun.
Zhuang Wudao was standing there, laughing with unspeakable joy. For the first time, he had full confidence in his creation of this world-shifting, this mystical magical power.
A year ago, he tried his best at the Daoye Peak of Lichen Mountain, but he could not completely resist the bombardment of the 'Shen Xiao Ziying Lei'.
However, a year later, with the help of the Star Shift, Hua Jie Mu, these two mystical arts, and the Bull Demon Overlord Body. Zhuang Wudao was able to survive the bombardment of the Qian Tian Sect's fourth-level Heavenly Killing Demon Eclipse God's thunder, only Only slightly injured.
"Use the talisman? It turns out that the disciples of the Three Saints Sect in the Central Plains are nothing more than that. A waste like you can have a place. No wonder the Qiantian Sect has been dismissed by a mere Taiping Chongyang in the past twenty years. He is so overwhelmed that he can't breathe. The method I have cultivated is to treat him in his own way, and how about taking another blow from me?"
Zhuang Wudao was a person who didn't like talking nonsense, but at this moment he was full of interest, spoke venomously, and tried his best to ridicule and ridicule.
And just when Fang Xiaoru was so angry that his face was livid, and he was about to activate the talisman in his hand again. The Thunder Apricot Sword Hairpin, which had been gathering momentum for a long time, was flying thousands of feet away again with thunder and lightning all over the sky.
Connecting the pulses and opening the orifices, sword drawing style
The sword light suddenly condensed into a thin line, and it flew towards him in a flash. Fang Xiaoru was already prepared, and still used the four-sided cloud card to resist, and then summoned the golden tripod talisman again. He transformed into the shape of the golden tripod and protected himself. 's whole body.
However, upon contact, two of the cloud cards quickly disintegrated under the impact of the sword. Then a larger wave of sky-blue lightning suddenly erupted from Zhuang Wudao's sword body.
At this time, thousands of feet away, Zhuang Wudao was holding the secret formula in his hand, with a sneer on his lips.
"Swallowing the sky and eclipsing the sun, drying up the sky and slaying demons"
boom
There was an explosion, and the purple gold cauldron suddenly shattered. The thunder light dissipated at the same time, but the black sword flower was even more dazzling, and the sword energy soared into the sky.
It passed across the sky, and immediately a burst of blood sprayed out. Fang Xiaoru, who retreated hastily, also let out a fierce scream, and most of his right half of his body, starting from the side of his shoulder, was forcibly cut off by this sword.