Chapter 19: A big fight, the power of the heavenly sword
"Fellow Taoist, this is a difficult time for the old devil. Time waits for no one. The Qilin tribe is pressing forward step by step. If you wait a moment longer, I don't know how many sacred beings will be robbed. How about a few of them enter the west of me first?"
The old man said with a sad look on his face.
"Hmph! You, the devil, caused the trouble yourself, and your immortal realm was also robbed. The debt has not yet been settled. You came to rob the spiritual treasure again. Do you really think that my immortal realm is easy to bully?"
Seeing that the negotiation was unsuccessful, Taoist Xiaoyao was too lazy to waste words with this old devil.
With one palm shot, the immeasurable wind rose thousands of miles away, and the violent wind roared away between heaven and earth.
Facing the disaster of the strong wind, the old demon retreated three steps to avoid it, and in three steps he appeared thousands of miles away.
But before he could stand firm, a huge roc with wings spread out from the void came towards him, faster than time. Its huge green claws were as sharp as knives, trying to claw the old demon into pieces.
The old devil waved his sleeves and threw out a black lotus, which was in the ninth rank and held up against the roc.
"Nine-grade black lotus? Luo Hu is really willing to give it up."
Taoist Xiaoyao was a little surprised when he saw Hei Lian.
It was an unexpected surprise in my heart, but my actions kept moving.
The rolling tide beneath my feet gathered into the sea, and a big Kun was swimming in it.
The waves rose high and carried thousands of mighty forces to crush the void, causing the void to collapse thousands of miles and thousands of miles apart.
"Old devil, if you don't show some real skills, you're just going to be buried alive.
Don’t worry, wherever Pindao is established, it is a treasure land of good Feng Shui!”
Taoist Xiaoyao looked at the old devil who was still hiding his clumsiness and said.
The old devil didn't reply, he just used the ninth-grade black lotus to block thousands of feng shui, playing like a turtle shell.
Just when Taoist Xiaoyao frowned, the demonic energy of the four killing swords surged into the sky, forming a killing array to lock the void in all directions. The old demon, who was retreating step by step, was full of blood and energy, and mobilized the sword formation to surround and kill Taoist Xiaoyao.
So I was waiting here!
The Taoist Taoist Xiaoyao is unhurried and unhurried. The tides in the sea are full of fish swimming under his feet, and the boundless wind above his head spreads his wings.
Wind and water come together, Kun and Peng meet.
Feng Shui avenues complement each other, and a Feng Shui world continues to expand, destroying the killing array from the inside out.
On the other side, Yaochi was also besieged. Two great masters of heaven and earth came hand in hand, each with a big flag, forming a yin and yang formation to attack her.
The dark winds invaded the three souls, and the yang fire burned the seven souls fiercely.
Yaochi held a small plain flag to protect himself.
The Kunlun Mirror shines out rays of light, traveling through time and space, and the void in all directions shines brightly, causing the two great powers of heaven and earth to dodge one after another.
The two mighty men of heaven and earth were somewhat unable to resist.
Then, they sacrificed a demon seed one after another. The demon seed grew when the wind blew and turned into a towering tree nine feet high.
The two are one yin and one yang, and their breaths are connected. Their cultivation level has risen one step further, and they have reached the twenty-seventh level of Da Luo.
The two waved the two flags of yin and yang, and the yin wind and yang fire became three points stronger.
"Tao Heart Seed Demon!"
When Yaochi saw this, he didn't think much of it. He could cultivate the Tao Heart Demon to the ninth level. The two great masters of heaven and earth in front of him were not easy.
She formed a seal with her right hand, and a small plain-colored flag unfolded above her head. Strange phenomena appeared, and the light between heaven and earth shone brightly. All evils retreated, and all dharmas were protected from intrusion.
No matter how strong the wind, the yang and the fire are, how can it be difficult for her to withstand it?
The two great powers of heaven and earth saw that the yin, wind and yang fire were of no use, so they no longer held back.
Look at each other and dance the flag again.
The yin wind and yang fire suddenly transformed into the power of lunar sun.
The power of yin and yang combined to form a yin and yang grinding mill, crushing directly towards the Yaochi.
Yaochi did not resist forcefully, the divine light of Kunlun Mirror shone into the void, and under the protection of the power of time and space, she seemed to be escaping from all the heavens and worlds, and the passage of time continued.
She was present in the past and future, but the next moment she was not among them.
Yin and Yang Damo couldn't touch her at all.
From the bank of the river, a female cultivator came. She was a cultivator of the ninth level of Daluo, and she was half-stepped into the ranks of the great powers of heaven and earth.
She held a flower umbrella and brought a piece of rainwater.
The rain is pouring down, like threads floating in the sky.
The thread is gentle, but it contains murderous intent.
The strands are extremely sharp, and the bits and pieces are like thousands of divine swords, splitting the sky.
The beautiful smile on the flower umbrella girl's face makes all living beings drunk.
Even if the Flower Umbrella Cultivator had reached the level of the Great Power of Heaven and Earth, she still didn't have any special color in Nuwa.
Nuwa's beautiful face is still indifferent, her red dress is dancing, the map of mountains, rivers and the country is unfolding, collecting all the rainwater.
The jade hand was raised, and the red embroidered knife came out.
The red cloud curled up with the sword energy, and bursts of sword light cut through the void. It almost passed the time and slashed past.
The flower umbrella blocked the light of the sword, and the heavy rain reappeared in the sky and the earth. It was no longer a pattering, but a downpour, boundless, and the void was rippled.
Thousands of rains will bring thousands of deaths.
These dense raindrops, these overlapping murderous intentions, layer after layer, layer after layer.
The Map of Mountains and Rivers and the State was collected and published, rolled up and reappeared.
If you can’t collect all the rain, then kill the person who created the rain!
The landscape of mountains and rivers and the red dress combine to protect Nuwa.
Nuwa held a heavenly sword and stepped forward. The sky was filled with clouds and clouds, and she formed an array, with the light of her sword as a soldier.
A knife is faster than a knife, and a knife is heavier than a knife.
One sword can bring about the creation of thousands, and one sword can bring about the destruction of thousands.
The flower umbrella blocked one knife after another.
The female cultivator took another step back.
Where Nuwa's sword shines, the void is shattered and the heavy rain cuts it off.
The flower-umbrella nun rained down from the ninth heaven and brought down the murderous intention from the ninth heaven, but she could not stop Nuwa.
She moved sideways towards the void, and the light of her sword cut the void; she retreated towards the river, and the sky's sword cut off the water flow;
She put away her flower umbrella and charged with her sword. Nuwa danced her sleeves and saw blood with her sword.
So what if you are half a step into the world of omnipotence?
I will kill you today with a sacrificial knife!
Nuwa's beautiful eyes show infinite killing intent, cutting through eight desolates with a sword, overwhelming the four extremes!
You cannot be deterred when the demonic seed is revealed, and the giant tree cannot block the sword.
The red clothes pressed forward step by step in the heavy rain, and the flower umbrellas retreated step by step in the heavy rain.
Suddenly, a flute sounded, making the flower umbrella cultivator feel in a trance, and her steps slowed down for half a beat.
If she is slow, Tian Dao will not be slow.
If you are too slow, you will die!
The shocking sword light struck out in an instant, blood splashed into the void, and a head flew up, with a bit of shock in its eyes.
She probably didn't expect that she would die like this.
Thousands of sword energy followed, completely cutting off the female cultivator's head, body, three souls and seven souls, as well as the immortal light.
The rain finally stopped falling.
The heavy rain has disappeared, the red clouds have slowly receded, the clouds have cleared and the fog has dispersed, and the weather is clear.
A flower umbrella turned somersaults in the sky and slowly fell to the ground.
Nuwa put away her heavenly sword, trailed her red clothes on the ground, and walked step by step to the flower umbrella.
Bending down, he picked it up and threw it to Soaring Snake.
"Thanks."
The voice is cold.
Teng She inserted a flute back into her waist and quickly caught the flower umbrella.
"Mr. Nuxi is mighty! This is your trophy, how can I be embarrassed?"
Teng Snake said this, but the flower umbrella was held tightly.
This is a middle-grade innate spiritual treasure! He only has one.
Nuwa ignored him, her aura was inexplicable, and there were faint signs of a breakthrough.
Nuwa frowned slightly and took out the Map of Mountains and Rivers to suppress herself.
She doesn't want to break through yet, and it's obviously not a good thing to go too fast on the road.
It should settle again.
Then she stood on the bank of the river, looking at the two battlefields in the void with her beautiful eyes.
The winner is about to be decided there.
Behind her, Teng She happily put away her flower umbrella and looked into the void like Nuwa.