E: The climax is coming, and the protagonist is about to reach the sky. Isn’t the plot depressing this time? I beg you to double the amount of land reclamation. I lost so miserably at the end of last month.
"Third on the Golden Elixir List?"
In the Shiling Buddha Cave, Mo Tanzi's brows suddenly formed into a Chinese character, and he tried his best to bear the martial arts thoughts coming from the sky. When it was not enough, his brows straightened again, and his eyes were fixed.
The rumored possession of a fighting spirit can often increase a monk's strength five to ten times, just like how Yu Xuxuan shocked the world in one battle.
However, this is already the case for the battle souls in the Guiyuan Realm. What's more, Zhuang Wudao's sun-devouring blood ape in front of him is not only an immortal-level battle soul, but also a divine beast.
It can be seen that it was only at this moment that Zhuang Wudao's blood ape fully descended into the fighting spirit. And just the martial arts thoughts that shattered the mountains and rivers almost forcibly crushed his soul.
Zhuang Wudao's words about himself being ranked third on the Golden Pill List made Motanzi's judgment of his strength rise to another level.
But so what, Zizi's combat power was indeed unexpected. However, it still did not exceed Bu Xuanqing's prediction. The original plan was for him to encircle the three people with Xuefeng, but it felt like it was making a fuss. Today, Motanzi is rejoicing that Xuefengfeng
Shan, even if one of these two people is missing, this person may be overturned this time.
"Pretentious"
The blood peak first let out a muffled groan, and a giant white bone hammer rose into the sky. With a ball of dazzling blood thunder, it crashed into Zhuang Wudao.
The latter remained motionless. The pair of Taixiao Yin and Yang Swords beside him swung the giant white bone hammer away with a flash of sword light.
However, what Xuefeng is best at is not martial arts, but the magical arts of the Red Spirit Three Immortals. Countless bloody hands suddenly stretched out from the stone arms on all sides and grabbed Zhuang Wudao.
At this time, Fengshan had already leapt to the top of Zhuang Wudao, and two invisible counter-blade knives slashed down violently.
The sword light scattered in all directions, and the Taixiao Yin and Yang swords split into fourteen swords in an instant. It was the "Shangxiao Kanli Wuliang Sword Jue" in the sixth heaven realm. The water and fire sword shadows, combined with the Yin and Yang sword light, instantly woven into a
The even larger sword curtain cut the big bloody hands into pieces one by one.
"The world has moved, the flowers and trees have been replaced"
The void changes, and with the help of force, the positions of Zhuang Wudao and Fengshan change instantly. When Fengshan reacts, he is already facing the blood-colored finger gun from Demon Tanzi. He can't help but be frightened. For the first time,
, turned into a strong wind and dispersed, getting out of the way of Demon Tanzi's head-on counterattack.
I thought that this time, like the last time, I could use the wind body transformation technique to escape from the dangerous situation and turn the danger into a disaster. However, the next moment, four Yuantian Destroying Swords came at the same time.
The energy of the wind spirit within a radius of ten miles was drained out in an instant. It did not interrupt Fengshan's wind body transformation, but it caused the size of the violent wind transformed by his body to be reduced by more than ten times in an instant.
"Yuan Destroying Sword Formation"
Taoist Fengshan tried his best to control the violent wind he turned into, constantly changing directions to avoid the four Yuan-Destroying Heavenly Swords.
After all, these four puppets are comparable to the strength of the monks in the early stage of Yuanshen. After the blessing of the four pairs of sword wings, the sword power is as high as 1.2 million. Even the invisible wind escape body cannot be completely ignored.
The force of that strong wind would be an unbearable injury for him, even if it was a collision.
But at this moment, the black crows beside Zhuang Wudao that had never moved suddenly opened their eyes. The pupils were one black and one white, and with a flap of their wings, they were already in front of Taoist Fengshan.
in front of me,
The front paws covered with scales reached forward and grasped. It was obvious that they were grasping nothing in the air, in the strong wind. However, Taoist Fengshan felt horrified, and all his energy and essence were rapidly draining away. Everywhere in his body
Not only did I feel stiff and numb, but I also felt an unprecedented coldness invade my body.
"What?"
Just before he completely lost feeling in his limbs, Taoist Fengshan's wind body turned into a real form again. At this time, the field of vision in front of him showed a deathly gray color. And the coldness all over his body became heavier and heavier, making his body feel more and more heavy.
His body movements were also more than twice as slow.
However, Fengshan could no longer care about this at this moment. A pair of invisible counter-blade knives slashed out, and a blade storm blew up around him, trying his best to prevent the black crow from approaching.
But I saw this black crow, suddenly fluttering its wings, escaping extremely fast, and its body shape seemed erratic, changing between reality and reality, not like a real existence. Even if it was slashed by his pair of invisible counter-blade knives.
, he could only cut into nothingness, and all the sword power was cut into the empty space. Instead, his own true energy was disordered, and he almost lost control.
With just a few leaps, the black crow passed through the seemingly airtight sword light without any damage, and once again pursued Taoist Fengshan in front of him.
The bird's beak pecked lightly, and the tip of its beak pierced into his right eye pupil.
Before Taoist Fengshan could even react, he felt the sharp pain and bulging feeling continue to penetrate his brain.
"It's actually the Dark Crow——"
Following a cold snort from Taoist Xuefeng, a bone spear pierced through the air. Mo Ling immediately retreated, and the bird's beak took one of Taoist Fengshan's eyeballs and flew up, far away from the bone spear.
The four Yuan-Destroying Heavenly Swords were slashed down again, blocking all the white bone hammers and blood-thundering thunders that followed. They protected the three-legged dark crow and retreated safely.
"Crow?"
Taoist Fengshan felt that when the underworld crow left, he took away most of his life. His whole body was extremely weak, and his limbs and heart were even colder. He tried his best to hold on to his consciousness, and with his last strength, he used his last strength to fight off the old man in his sleeves.
After taking a fourth-level Shengsheng Yuan Dan that had been prepared, and taking three full breaths, Taoist Fengshan felt that his body had recovered a little bit of energy, his consciousness had become somewhat clear, and he could finally clearly recall what had happened before.
Dark crow? But the feeling that this crow gave him just now was only at the third level. At only the third level, he was caught off guard, and even if he tried his best, he still narrowly fell into the realm of death.
Then Taoist Master Fengshan suddenly took a breath of air: "The divine bird, the three-legged crow"
Zhuang Wudao, this spiritual pet, is actually a divine bird, and there is more than 60% chance that it is a pure-blooded divine bird.
"You're not too stupid"
In the eyes of Taoist Xuefeng, there was no madness as when the Holy Fetus of Ten Thousand Sons was destroyed in Dongyang Mountain. Looking at the flying and hovering black shadow, his eyes were unusually hot.
If this three-legged underworld crow can be captured alive, it will definitely be an excellent sacrifice. Not only can it appease the anger of the three immortals of the Red Spirit, but it can also provide rich rewards.
By the way, it seems that this bird is the symbiotic beast of that boy's destiny?
At this point in his thoughts, Taoist Xuefeng's gaze was attracted by the two figures clashing violently above him.
Motanzi grabbed his fingers with 'Blood Flame' and used the Blood-Yang Fusion Gold Divine Art. His energy and true energy had exceeded three million elephants. He bucked the trend and rushed forward, like a falling meteorite.
But Zhuang Wudao, who was above him, was full of momentum at the moment, but he would not give in at all. Within the soul, his inner demon, who had been forced into the soul by the secret technique of the sword spirit, was wailing and roaring.
His soul was rushing around, trying to escape.
But under the suppression of the blood ape's fighting spirit, it was completely useless. The most yang and strong soul fire had almost burned out all the cold and evil energy carried by his inner demon.
The formless body of his inner demon could only be condensed into a ball to avoid the sun and fire. The result of the crazy struggle was that more blood ape soul thoughts came from the depths of the void.
.
Zhuang Wudao's body was originally unable to bear it. But at this moment, in the center of his right foot, the mark of the scale had quietly changed, and the end with the blood sword mark was quietly rising.
The curse seal became hot, and a force filled the air. It also forcibly absorbed the demon he had transformed into, and kept pulling it downwards.
At this moment, unknown to others, Zhuang Wudao could sense that his physical body and soul were constantly strengthening at an alarming speed.
Although the thought of the coming blood ape war spirit was rising rapidly, it still could not crush his spiritual will and completely control his body.
Double, double, triple, Zhuang Wudao's body hidden under the Taoist robe is constantly expanding and contracting, and every twitch is accompanied by an overall improvement in strength and physique.
Four thousand two hundred elephants, eight thousand four hundred elephants, sixteen thousand six hundred elephants, twenty eight hundred elephants——
A pair of pupils were still blood red, like the burning red gem, but when he looked down at the demon sandalwood that was striking with the monstrous blood flames, Zhuang Wudao's eyes revealed a hint of something.
There is a hint of pity, but also a hint of contempt.
He no longer retreated or continued to borrow the power of the sword. Zhuang Wudao simply slapped it down with one palm, and then his right hand suddenly doubled in size.
Swallow the sun and smash the monument, crack the stone
There was a muffled roar, and a wave of energy that was like the destruction of the world suddenly surged in all directions. The surrounding stone layers, which had been sealed for thousands of miles and frozen, finally could no longer hold up this time and began to collapse on a large scale again.
Under Zhuang Wudao, the Demon Tanzi's body suddenly swelled, and a cloud of blood mist exploded. All that was left of his body were white bones and some residual muscle. Everything else, together with
Those arms were shattered into pieces by Zhuang Wudao's grasp.
The remaining fragments fell rapidly under the impact of the counter-shock force, directly penetrating the ground below, leaving a huge crater.
This is--
Taoist Xuefeng and Fengshan had blank eyes at this moment, looking at the sky with a look of confusion and disbelief. They suspected that they were in a dream, or were involved in some illusion. They saw the fundamentals.
It can't become a reality
Motanzi actually lost? And he lost so miserably.
——The fourth casual cultivator in the world and the thirty-sixth Tianji Monument, with the help of the 'Blood Flame Grabbing Finger', even Gu Yunhang, who was the second casual cultivator and the tenth Tianji Monument, was also helpless.
Now, a hundred years later, Demon Tanzi's cultivation has become even more exquisite. He has made many improvements in the 'Blood Flame Grabbing Finger', but he failed so miserably in front of this young man?
How is it possible? In this world, how can such absurd things happen? It must be an illusion to make yourself laugh, and you ask yourself that you are a master of cultivation, but you have fallen into other people's illusions without knowing it.
However, Taoist Xuefeng's heart was still throbbing and panicked. When he first came, the feeling like facing an ancient ferocious beast arose again.
There must be something wrong. Since it is an illusion, why is it so real?
Zhuang Wudao didn't pay attention to what these two people were thinking. He struck out with one palm and knocked back Demon Tanzi. He followed closely with another punch in the air.
Star-catcher, star-catcher
The force of the fist reached the point where the magic sandalwood qi machine fell.