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330, peak

 Boom.

All the war weapons of the five-hundred-foot giant ship began to charge up.

A huge magic pattern hanging hundreds of feet in the air gathered together.

Two vertical magic lines unfolded.

Immediately afterwards, dense patterns of spells intertwined into formations that covered the sky.

The inscriptions flicker, and the lines spiral and condense into hundreds of layers.

The entire sky was covered by the complex magic array, and other forces far away also sensed the changes in the sky above Daheishan.

The mighty fluctuations bloomed in the sky.

Mortal mortals are not sensitive to such spiritual energy fluctuations, but those monks who were relatively close all started to run away, fearing that they would be affected to death by the fighting skills of the senior masters because they left too slowly.

Of course they would not think that some kind of treasure was born, because the difference between the fluctuations of the fighting method and the fluctuation of the treasure is too big. Anyone who has practiced fighting method knows how fierce the fighting method is.

Not to mention the most central Gang Feng Qi evil, any large-scale spell appears and you will die if you cannot avoid it.

Even the foundation-building monks dare not stop, let alone those Qi-training monks.

The Juting Dragon King in the distance stared at the territory of Daheishan, and his golden elixir cultivation was more accurate. The monks sent by Sunset Mountain this time were definitely at the level of the Heavenly Ghost King, and the new king of Daheishan would definitely die.

"Daheishan is over."

Although the Juting Dragon King's voice contained the joy of resolving his hatred, at the same time there was infinite emotion and awe for the high-level monks.

The gap between Jindan monks is too big, even bigger than that of Foundation Establishment.

The small realm is like a natural chasm.

"This is the Sword Master from the second peak of Sunset Mountain?" The neighboring ghost king couldn't help but sigh.

Most of the demon kings and ghost kings forces that are relatively close to Daheishan have been somewhat affected.

Those golden elixir demons just watched quietly.

The Heavenly Ghost King in the depths of the Netherworld also did not take action for some unknown reason.

Logically speaking, when the peak golden elixir monk from Sunset Mountain appeared in Netherland, he should have intervened.

The demons and monsters in the Netherworld are particularly honest on this day.



Half of the sky became the background of Tianji Sword.

And under the other half of the sky is Daheishan.

Tu Shanjun's real body stepped into the air and shouted loudly through the voice: "Raise the formation with all your strength!"

"Buzz."

The three golden elixir monks mobilized their magic power, more than fifty foundation-building monks performed their duties, and one hundred thousand demon soldiers and ghost soldiers were already prepared. The formation connected their auras, and finally gathered them together in the big formation.

The main peak of Montenegro.

Juefa's physical body relies on the supreme magic weapon Zunhun Banner, holding the Daheishanhe County Seal in his hand, and using the Golden Crow Mirror as a formation plate at his feet.

Combined with the entire rising mountain guard formation.

Tu Shanjun named it the Six-pole Disha Fengshan Formation.

The light surface of the prism spreads, like a towering ancient tree taking root from the ground, spreading its branches and lush branches and leaves, looking like a huge island suspended above the sea of ​​clouds.

When the seal is sealed, the energy around the body turns into countless bursts of sword energy, and the seal becomes a sword.

"cut!"

Accompanied by a chop.

The Tianji Sword, which had already been charged up, suddenly exploded.

Countless sword energy beams converged into an indestructible beam of day.

It was not sword energy at all, it was like the weather coming to life after being fired.

The entire dusk was lit up by this surging giant sword technique.

"The sunset at the end of the sky."

Tu Shanjun has actually seen many sword techniques and knows how to perform many giant sword techniques.

What's more, there are galactic sword seas and thunderous thunders, but they are not as majestic as this sword. It is like the sun in the sky, falling under the strike of this sword.

No wonder Sunset Mountain calls its sect this name, not because they happen to be in the west where the sun sets, but because their swordsmanship really makes people feel like the sun is falling.

Tushanjun shouted: "Hold on!"

Boom.

The setting sun in the sky touches the Six-pole Earth Demon Sealing Mountain Formation, and the dazzling explosion turns into a surging roar that spreads in all directions.

Most of this blow fell on the formation.

Although the pressure shared by the monks within the formation is not great.

Or a stepped distribution from top to bottom.

But everyone felt as if their bodies were falling apart, as if they had been hit hard by the mountains and peaks.

The body is under tremendous pressure.

The sound of the bones could be clearly heard, the muscles and meridians cried out as they were overwhelmed, and the blood was squeezed out by such heavy pressure and flowed out along the seven orifices.

The mana shield can't even be held up.

That is to say, the formation is still there, otherwise they might not all be turned into powder by this blow.

Nie Quan had already ignored his own image for a long time. Magic power burst out all over his body, his crown was shattered and his hair was scattered. He looked up to the sky and shouted: "Keep it up!"

"Coma person rotation."

"The formation nodes are filled by the foundation-building monks."

"Don't be stupid."

"quick!"

"..."

The formation has not yet become chaotic, but the setting sun still does not stop at the end of the sky.

That thing didn't look like a slashing attack, but rather like a continuous magical power. It seemed that it didn't want to give the Daheishan demon soldiers and ghosts time to breathe.

If we keep going like this, who will lose and who will win in the end, no need to ask, we will know that it is not Daheishan.

Originally, Tu Shanjun planned to use six Jindan Yinshen to show his power.

But today he felt that he was wrong, and very wrong.

The six golden elixirs certainly have powerful foundations, but why the peak of the golden elixir is called the top is because they can defeat multiple golden elixir monks except those with the same level of cultivation.

Even if the six Jindan Yin gods come out together, they can only threaten Sunset Mountain because of the consequences of these six people's escape.

In frontal combat, the opponent does not need to worry too much.

Tu Shanjun murmured: "Seriously, it is not as good as God."

Master Yuyan was still standing in front of the Ghost King's Palace, with no intention of taking action. He hugged his shoulders and looked at the sky in the distance quietly: "Let me see where your true confidence lies."

He always felt that Tu Shanjun was too confident, it was not like he was just pretending.

Maybe there was a misjudgment when facing the peak Golden Core cultivator, but he has not asked for help so far, which shows that Tu Shanjun does have his own extraordinary confidence.

It is easier for people to be grateful for the help they provide in times of need, and Master Yuan Yan doesn't want to do it so cheaply.

Moreover, it’s not like Sunset Mountain didn’t have backup plans.



Tu Shanjun said: "In this case, we can only use that method."

Walk in the air and open your arms.

"King of Ghosts,"

"Reincarnation!"

Tu Shanjun's black and red eyes instantly turned scarlet, the whites of his eyes were filled with black, and his horns were winding.

The body's flesh and blood swelled.

It changed from the original seven feet to one foot and six feet.

The six-foot-long ghost king has a majestic body.

The body is covered in black robes and wide sacrificial armor.

Behind him were six slightly larger flags and small flags flying in four directions: "Since I was not strong enough before, then with the gathering of six golden elixir yin gods and four thousand foundation-building qi-training yin gods, I am not strong enough."

The fluctuations in cultivation suddenly changed.

The mana in Juebao's body evaporated rapidly.

"The peak of golden elixir?"

Feng Chengyin looked at the six-foot-tall Tushanjun in shock. This was not in line with common sense at all, and his thick cultivation did not seem to have been forcibly improved using some secret method.

But was that a last-minute breakthrough?

is not.

Not to mention the seal, Master Yuyan in front of the Ghost King's Palace also looked surprised, and then laughed: "It is indeed powerful enough."

Tu Shanjun formed a seal with his hands, and his magic power gathered in his fists.

The full bow becomes the moon, the fist is raised, and the mountains and rivers are famous.

"This punch,"

"Mountains and rivers!"

Boom!!!

A punch that cuts through the setting sun in the sky.

The strength of the fist did not diminish, and it swept out in an instant, clearing the sky that was originally brighter than daytime.

With one punch, the mountains and rivers are pure and the sea is clear.

The six-foot-long ghost king stands in the sky. He doesn't look that tall, but he is like the most solid shield wall.

"It's not strong enough." Tu Shanjun murmured softly.

"Please ask the people of Daheishan to give me the power of incense."

All the people who believed in the true king of Daheishan heard the voice of the true king.

The secular people in the dynasty immediately began to pray.

Wind blows.

Incense fills the air.

Daheishan was originally made into an incense dojo by the former ghost king, and Tushanjun was even more comfortable in using it. As the power of incense gathered, the Baizhang Incense Dharmakaya appeared behind Tushanjun.

Just like what Tushanjun looks like now.

Ten small flags were flapping in the strong wind.

The three golden elixir cultivators on the Tianji Sword had already transformed into a rainbow and headed into the distance, using their magic weapons to intercept the fluctuations of mana.

Feng Chengyin looked up and shouted: "Is that called boxing?"

Tu Shanjun ignored it, and the six-foot-long ghost king's body blended into the incense body behind him.

Baizhang Dharmakaya suddenly gained charm.

The Dharmakaya, as high as a mountain, spoke: "Mountains and rivers protect me, and the people respect me."

The gathering strength of the fist stirred up the wind and clouds in the world.

Thousands of miles of incense fills the air, that is the cry of the people of Li.

The Baizhang Dharmakaya actually rose into the air and headed straight for the Tianji Sword.

Mountains and rivers are blessing us, and people are praying.

This punch, Tu Shanjun felt, would be the most powerful technique he had ever fired.

The old ape in cassocks in the sea of ​​​​consciousness looked up to the sky and roared, his whole body was shining with golden light, and he punched at the same time as Tu Shanjun punched.

The long corridor turned into a star track, and a fist turned into a mountain-shaking giant ape.

The shadow of the giant ape gallops on the star track.

The inside and outside are connected, and the three bodies are in perfect harmony at this moment.

The powerful pressure of the golden elixir peak was overwhelming, and at this moment, the sky seemed to begin to gather thunderclouds.

"Here, I am the true God!"

"With this punch, the people of Li will crush everything that stands in front of this god."

"kill!"

The Baizhang Dharmakaya controlled by Tu Shanjun suddenly descended.

Only a few hundred feet away from the Tianji Sword, a huge mountain-like fist suddenly fell, carrying mana, incense, the blessing of mountains and rivers, the courage of demons and monsters, and the expectations of the people.

This is the full blow of the peak Tushanjun, blessed by the six golden elixir Yin gods, the four thousand foundation-building Qi Yin gods, and the incense magic god.

Even if Feng Chengyin resisted this punch, he would be seriously injured.

Even if the seal runs away, Tianji Sword will lose most of its strength with this punch.

Feng Chengyin felt like he had seen darkness.

Sunset Mountain is the setting sun, so what he is facing is the vast black sky.

He opened his mouth and shouted: "Brother, help!"

"Buzz."

A figure tore open the Incense God Realm and suddenly stepped into it.

Face the bombardment head on.

Bang!!!

Just when all the coercive energy machines were about to bloom, they were all suppressed by the person who took action.

Finally, it turned into smoke and dust and disappeared under the blow of the sword.

"Young man, you are so strong!"

A long sigh sounded.

------Digression-----

Something went wrong, so the update is late. It will be early tomorrow.

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