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Chapter 531 The Buddha came to find him, asking for help

The spear is like a dragon, the attack is fierce, and it rushes in like a wild stream, unstoppable.

Chen Qingyuan used his sword skills to create thousands of sword shadows, forming a sword array in front of him, as thick as a mountain.

"clang--"

In an instant, the tip of the spear fell on the sword array, the rules were intertwined, and the roar continued.

Emperor Chang Jue looked indifferent, and the power of cultivation at the limit of the transformation of gods was blessed on the spear, making the tip of the spear penetrate half an inch, and then several cracks appeared in the sword formation, slowly spreading towards the rest of the place.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Chen Qingyuan immediately relieved himself and changed his approach.

"Qiang"

The sound of gunshots was piercing, and the sword formation collapsed, about to stab Chen Qingyuan in the chest.

Chen Qingyuan dodged to one side, slightly changing the direction of the spear, and passed by without being injured.

Before Chen Qingyuan could return the attack, the Dragon Goose Spear in Emperor Chang Jue's hand struck again, with even greater ferocity.

He dodged one after another and avoided the vital point.

The vortex of law rolled up by the force of the gun tore Chen Qingyuan's robe, and dozens of tiny bloody traces appeared on his body.

It's just a skin injury, nothing serious.

However, what happens next is not good.

The aura of Emperor Chang Jue surged, and then a sunrise phenomenon appeared, hanging in the sky, with flames falling down, as if it had the terrifying power to burn everything, and instantly enveloped the area where Chen Qingyuan was.

Chen Qingyuan condensed the sword formation, and thousands of swords surrounded him, forming a huge sphere, blocking most of the power of the sun from the sword formation.

Emperor Changjue did not give Chen Qingyuan a chance to breathe. He held the Longyan spear tightly with both hands and stabbed it more than ten times in a row. All of them hit the core of the sword formation, causing the body protection formation formed by thousands of swords to form.

Cracked directly.

"boom!"

The sword array broke, and the sun hanging above locked onto Chen Qingyuan, and the power of the sky poured down.

Suddenly, Chen Qingyuan's body began to catch fire, and countless miles around turned into a sea of ​​fire.

The strange thing is that the color of this sea of ​​fire is dark blue, as if it comes from the Nine Netherworld. It looks hot, but is actually extremely cold.

"boom!"

Chen Qingyuan swung his sword several times and created a space vortex in front of him.

Part of the power of the sun was swallowed by the vortex, reducing Chen Qingyuan's pressure.

However, this can only slow down, not crack.

In addition, Emperor Chang Jue refused to stop and attacked quickly and fiercely. This time, he stood above him, holding a gun in both hands, and struck with all his strength.

"Boom!"

Seeing this, Chen Qingyuan immediately raised his sword and stood it horizontally. The light of the sword rose and a storm rolled over his head.

However, Emperor Chang Jue's power was like breaking bamboo, destroying all the sword power that blocked it. The power of the spear, like the pressure of billions of giant mountains, fell firmly on the Seven-Star White Jue Sword.

The sword sank rapidly and was knocked directly to the ground, with the entire blade inserted into it.

The spear that fell sharply struck Chen Qingyuan on the shoulder.

"boom--"

With a "pop" sound, Chen Qingyuan's body suddenly sank, and he bent and knelt down on one knee. The bones of his shoulder were shattered and his flesh and blood were blurred.

The right hand holding Bai Jue's sword was trembling very obviously.

The Emperor Chang Jue's all-out attack cannot be compared to that of ordinary god-transforming monks. His true combat power is probably enough to make countless people in the world retreat and dare not touch its power.

The limit of an emperor's divine transformation stage is truly terrifying.

Emperor Chang Jue did not stop, and was still adding strength, hoping to take this opportunity to directly suppress Chen Qingyuan.

Being suppressed by Emperor Chang Jue and falling into a disadvantage, Chen Qingyuan not only did not feel panic or uneasiness, but there was a calm wave of light flowing in his deep eyes, and there was not even a trace of fear on his face.

Indifferent, extremely!

Once Chen Qingyuan entered a real fighting state, he seemed to be a completely different person.

His eyes were as calm as water.

There was no emotion on his face, and he was as cold as ice.

The aura on his body began to slowly change, and a few rays of chill spread out of his body, seeming to make the sunrise vision hanging above him tremble slightly. The power of the vision retreated slightly, and he did not dare to get close as before.

Emperor Chang Jue noticed Chen Qingyuan's abnormal changes, frowned slightly, and poured all the powerful spiritual power in his body into the Longyan Spear, not wanting to give Chen Qingyuan any room to resist.

However, the more oppressive Emperor Chang Jue is, the more he will bring out another side of Chen Qingyuan.

The supreme Tao bone in his body seemed to have awakened from an endless sleep, emitting a faint and strange golden light.

The power of the ancient Taoist bones slowly flowed to every part of Chen Qingyuan's body.

Visible to the naked eye, Chen Qingyuan's injured shoulder began to recover, and his originally trembling right hand became very calm.

The depth in his eyes was even more intense.

"Creak..."

Chen Qingyuan was still half-kneeling on the ground, while Emperor Changjue stood high in the sky, holding the Dragon Wild Goose Spear tightly in both hands, suppressing him from the air.

However, Emperor Changjue had an illusion that was getting bigger and bigger.

It seemed as if Chen Qingyuan was not half-kneeling, but standing on a high place, level with himself.

"Boom!"

A heavy sound of kicking on the ground shattered the floor, and dense cracks appeared and spread into the distance.

There was a less obvious crack in the sunrise phenomenon in the sky.

Emperor Chang Jue is the master of visions. He sensed this situation immediately and felt a little bad.

The next moment, Chen Qingyuan began to stand up.

"Rumble--"

How could Emperor Chang Jue make Chen Qingyuan resist and stand up? He kept adding strength. The invisible pressure struck again, causing Chen Qingyuan's body to shake slightly.

Of course, it was just a slight tremor.

If you still want to suppress Chen Qingyuan, there is no such possibility.

"Zheng——"

Chen Qingyuan slowly stood upright, the huge strength on his shoulders still existed and had not disappeared. Without saying a word, he raised his eyes to look at the Emperor Chang Jue above, and the Bai Jue sword inserted in the floor jingled several times before returning to his hand.

"Whoosh!"

Standing with the sword in hand, he raised his hand and waved it.

The sword light flashed across, shattering the suppressive power of Emperor Chang Jue, and causing Emperor Chang Jue to quickly switch from offense to defense, placing the Dragon Wild Goose Spear in front of him.

"Boom!"

The power of the sword was extremely powerful, forcing Emperor Chang Jue to retreat quickly, and the surrounding space exploded into fragments. The sunrise phenomenon above also shattered, and the unparalleled pressure retreated like a tide.

Take one step forward and ascend into the void.

Chen Qingyuan stood condescendingly, his deep and dark eyes staring closely at Emperor Chang Jue who had retreated into the distance, his long hair dancing wildly and his sword clanking.

The power of the three elixirs in the body merged with the supreme Tao bone, and began to approach the limit that seemed close at hand, but was far away.

At this moment, Chen Qingyuan was like a king standing on the top of the world, surrounded by the laws of three thousand avenues.

Fragments of ancient laws are intertwined on the sword, and the eyes are like an abyss, hiding many vicissitudes of life.

In that shocking battle 300,000 years ago, maybe Chen Qingyuan was like this. Although he had not ascended to the throne, he already had the power of a king, overlooking the world, and pointing his sword at the road.

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