The voice of the wind demon was like an ancient ferocious beast from ancient times. The killing intent contained in every word made the thousands of divine leaves on the Sky Cloud Divine Tree sway and the nine mountains tremble.
It's not a description, it's really trembling.
The supreme murderous intention is enough to affect the world, but like the wind demon, just the murderous intention can affect the third-grade divine tree such as the Tianyun Divine Tree, causing the Tianyun Nine Mountains to tremble for countless thousands of miles. Even the Wuling Lord can't help but have his pupils suddenly tremble.
shrink.
Feng Mo put his hands behind his hands and spoke slowly, "Disciple Tianyun, listen to the order and enter the Xuankun Boundary Pearl to break the Nether Sea Boundary Pearl!"
Before the sound even fell, Li Xuandao had already rushed out.
"Wu family, if Chang Qing dies, I, Li Xuandao, swear by the law of heaven that I will kill all the geniuses of your Wu family in ten thousand years!" Li Xuandao's voice was calm, but it was like an unsheathed sharp edge that shocked the world.
Wu Lingjun's heart trembled slightly. He looked into Feng Mo's eyes, and with Li Xuandao's oath of heaven lingering in his ears, a trace of regret unknowingly rose in his heart.
Is it really worth it for Yiwu Xuan to provoke the Tianyun Sect, which has been established in the Northern Wilderness for millions of years and has endured great catastrophes?
But soon, Wu Lingjun's mood calmed down, and he looked at Feng Mo.
"Wu Bo is determined to avenge his grandson, Feng Mo, you can't blame me!" He said lightly: "This is Tianyun Sect, is it possible that you plan to fight with me? I'm afraid Tianyun Nine Mountains will be torn to pieces.
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Before the sound even fell, Wu Lingjun's expression suddenly changed.
At this moment, two tiny black lights seemed to burst out of Feng Mo's pair of pitch-black pupils.
The black light emerged from the pupils and turned into two seven-foot-sized black dragons. The black dragons had Dao patterns all over their bodies but no claws. The demonic energy rolled into wings. Not only that, there was a single horn on the dragon head.
"The lineage of demonic dragons!"
Wu Lingjun, who had always remained calm, actually had a faint look of fear in his eyes at this moment. He knew very well that this was Feng Mo's supreme thought.
The supreme thought transforms into a dragon, which is also the demonic dragon lineage among the nine dragon lines.
The Demonic Dragon’s Supreme Thought!?
As soon as he thought about it, Wu Lingjun's eyebrows lit up, and his eyes turned into endless whirlpools, from which endless divine light rushed out, turning into a seven-color divine sword.
Two dragons flew across the sky, and the seven-colored divine sword came across the sky.
As soon as there was a collision, the entire main Tianyun Peak was about to explode in an instant, and the Tianyun Hall was directly annihilated into nothingness at this moment.
The supreme thought was fighting, and Wu Lingjun's face suddenly turned pale.
"Master Wu Ling, if you leave safely today, I will not call you Feng Mo!" Feng Mo's five-foot-long body stood in the air, but there was a great terror in his voice, which shocked the world and made all living beings tremble.
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In the Underworld Pearl, Wu Bosu, with white hair like snow, stared at Qin Xuan.
His eyes were filled with murderous intent. The half-step master's cultivation had already been put into use. The soul behind him was like a ring. Under the light, the blue sea was sunken.
Wu Bosu never thought that the other party would be able to see through his identity.
He had already borrowed the treasure to enter the illusory realm, but the other party could still see through his appearance? He originally wanted to lure Qin Xuan into action and use a thunderous strike to sneak attack, but with his peak True Monarch state, even the dragon and phoenix in the God Transformation state would fall, let alone the other party.
How can it be compared with dragon and phoenix?
Just when Wu Bosu was about to take action, a sound suddenly came from the Underworld Pearl. If it came from all directions, it was everywhere.
"Wu Bosu, I'll give you a stick of incense to kill this boy!" Wu Lingjun's voice sounded, and he felt even more weak, even reluctant, and out of breath.
Wu Bosu's eyes trembled slightly, a stick of incense? He thought it would be longer.
Qin Xuan smiled lightly and said: "It seems that Lord Wu Ling underestimated the strength of the master."
Wu Bosu's eyes were cold and full of murderous intent. In an instant, he stepped forward faster than Qin Xuan moved the golden roc, without holding back at all.
"If you kill my grandson, you will be buried here today!" His voice was cold, "This is the Pearl of the Underworld.
With the ancestor controlling you, even the entire Tianyun Sect, no one can save you!"
Qin Xuan's body trembled slightly, and the Eight Desolations Battle Body was used. The Eternal Sword appeared in his hand, and the Mysterious Light Dragon-Slaying Gourd floated in the air.
Suddenly, a mysterious light burst out and rushed towards Wu Boxu.
Wu Bosu stepped forward to avoid the mysterious light, and a mountain of soul rushed straight towards Qin Xuan's sea of consciousness.
Qin Xuan smiled faintly, stepped on his feet, and jumped into the air, causing the waves to rise hundreds of feet.
"You can't escape!" Wu Boxu's voice was like ice, and he appeared behind Qin Xuan.
His eyes were like whirlpools, peeking at Qin Xuan's opportunities, and he had already expected that Qin Xuan would be like this.
Qin Xuan turned around and struck a sword, the sword energy turned into a cloud, like a sword realm.
boom!
Wu Bosu refined a blue jade divine spear in his hand and directly broke through the thousands of clouds and mists. At the same time, a nine-story pagoda appeared around him. The sword energy of the clouds and mists fell down like rain falling on the mountains, without moving at all.
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The spear was pointed directly at Qin Xuan's throat.
Qin Xuan's eyes trembled slightly, and the Eternal Sword in his hand transformed into thousands of swords flying across the sky, like a mighty sword river.
Wu Boxu held the gun in both hands and kept provoking it, like a man breaking through the sea.
All the Shifang Sword Techniques were shattered at this moment, and the Eternal Sword flew out upside down, letting out a whimper.
The Eternal Sword is now at the seventh level, and has not yet reached the sixth level. The spear in Wu Boxu's hand is not much different from the sacred rope, but the only difference is that Wu Boxu has been refining it for more than nine thousand years.
The spear was like a dragon, trying to pierce Qin Xuan's throat. The protective essence around Qin Xuan's body was like paper to Chang Qing, being pierced directly.
The gap between the half-footed master and the low-grade transformed god is really too big.
Back then, Qin Xuan borrowed the Tianxiao Pavilion and just barely managed to destroy the Dao Lord. But now he no longer has the Tianxiao Pavilion in his hands. Moreover, Wu Bosu didn't hold back any part of his hand, and he used all his strength as soon as he made a move.
The light in Qin Xuan's eyes trembled slightly. At the critical moment, he let go of the Eternal Sword and suddenly grabbed the gun body in front of his throat with both hands.
boom!
Qin Xuan retreated several miles back, Wu Bosu's figure rushed forward several miles, and the entire blue sea was broken open for several miles, like a white dragon.
The only thing that didn't change was that this sixth-grade spear never came even half an inch closer to Qin Xuan's throat.
Qin Xuan's arms had already sprouted countless veins, like gold, and all the blood was absorbed into his arms.
Qin Xuan's eyes trembled, as if he noticed something, and stepped on his feet, trying to use the Golden Peng to disperse.
Bang bang bang...
Suddenly, cracks appeared on the sixth-grade spear.
The speed was so fast that this time it was Qin Xuan's turn and he couldn't react.
He could only move his arms and cross them in front of him, like a shield, and the body-protecting essence surged out, all condensing on one side of him.
boom!
Like stars exploding, with thousands of rays of light, countless spear fragments fall into the blue sea, like mountains falling into this endless sea, causing thousands of feet of waves, like countless white sacred trees standing in this sea.
Wu Boxu's expression was as ice-like, as if the self-destruction of the magic weapon he had been practicing for more than nine thousand years was of no concern to him.
There was also a figure with bruises all over his body, like a meteor blasting through the waves of thousands of feet, with fragments of spears embedded in his bones and blood, and blood flowed out.
Until, Qin Xuan's body shook, knocking away the countless fragments. He looked at Wu Bosu who continued to attack Wu Bosu without any hesitation as waves of thousands of feet fell.
"This guy!" Qin Xuan sighed: "He's still the same!"