In the void, two completely opposite forces, one vast and one blazing, are constantly colliding, and all souls are trembling under the shroud of these two forces.
Far away, several Taoist monks from the Changsheng Taoist Alliance gathered together and watched the battle from a distance. The power of the two qi machines made them understand that even if they were Taoist monks, they still had no qualifications to intervene in this battle.
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"At the very least, it has the power of the Pure Yang Realm and the aura of an immortal. It may be an immortal weapon. I didn't expect the power of the White Lotus Sect to be so powerful. I don't know..."
Looking into the void, sitting cross-legged on the back of a huge fire toad, and taking a deep breath of smoke, Ding Shixiu couldn't help but have a trace of worry on his wrinkled old face.
Now the White Lotus Sect has shown a power beyond everyone's imagination. Once the man from Longhu Mountain is defeated, there will be no power in the entire Southeast Kyushu to stop the White Lotus Sect. Besides trying to escape from the Southeast Road, these people can only join the White Lotus.
Teach.
Although the White Lotus Sect seems powerful, it is actually a cult that is hostile to many forces. Once you join it, you may have endless troubles.
Hearing Ding Shixiu's words, Taoist Hong Lu, the head of the Li family and others also looked dark. They had the same worries, but Zhuang Yuan and Zhang Chengfa remained unchanged.
Compared to outsiders, they have more understanding and more confidence in Master Wu Mian.
At the same time, in another direction, two figures quietly walked out of the void. They all wore masks. One was a dragon head with a domineering aura, and the other was a snake face with a feminine aura. There was a layer of gauze around their bodies.
Surrounded by a rare treasure, their breath was not exposed at all.
"Si She, your timing is as accurate as ever. We came just in time, but we didn't expect that there would be a Chunyang cultivator hiding in this southeastern road. It's really unexpected."
Looking into the void and catching those two vast breaths, the monk wearing the dragon head mask flashed a look of surprise in his eyes.
It is common knowledge in Middle-earth that the southeastern Kyushu is barren. It is really unexpected for a real dragon to suddenly appear in such a place.
"But this is okay. Although Pure Yang Realm monks can't do anything to the White Lotus Sect Saintess who has already cultivated a divine body, it can also greatly consume her power. In this way, we can also be fishermen and save a lot of energy. You
What do you think? It’s a snake."
After being surprised, the monk with the dragon head mask brought a touch of relief to his words. Although the fight between the two Pure Yang Realm monks was terrifying, it did not scare him because he was also a Pure Yang Realm monk.
Hearing this, the monk who was called Si Snake shook her head and looked into the void. A certain scene was reflected in her emerald-green eyes.
"It's not that simple, Chenlong. I can feel that the Pure Yang Realm monk is not simple either."
With a hoarse voice, Si She expressed a different point of view from Chen Long.
Hearing this, Chenlong shook his head instinctively.
"Although I look down upon those people from the White Lotus Sect, it is undeniable that they are very powerful. Not only did San Luo cultivate a divine body, he was also the divine initiate of the Rong Yan God Lord. His supernatural powers are so powerful that even those in the Pure Yang Realm can
It is almost impossible for the best to defeat her, unless..."
The words stopped suddenly, and Chen Long thought of a possibility, because the reason why he was invited by Si She to the Southeast Road to join forces to kill the White Lotus Saint was because he had mastered an immortal weapon.
"That's right, it's an immortal weapon."
With a solemn look on his face, having guessed what Chen Long was thinking, Si She spoke again.
After hearing this, Chen Long's expression became serious, and he was no longer as relaxed as before. With an immortal weapon in hand, even if it is incomplete, the pure Yang realm monk also has the ability to threaten false immortals or false gods.
Because the immortal weapon itself also carries Dao marks.
And at this moment, there was a vast and ethereal spirit of immortality resurrecting between the heaven and the earth. When it swept across the heaven and earth, all the spirits bowed their heads and trembled in their hearts.
The sky that was originally divided into two changed again at this moment, and the blue sea rolled up thousands of waves, constantly eroding the sea of fire, and instantly gained the upper hand.
"Immortal weapon."
Standing in the void, trying his best to maintain his control over the outer world, San Luo's face showed a gloomy look as he looked at the figure that really walked out of the void.
For this figure, San Luo's first impression was that she was beautiful, with eyes as blue as the sea, skin as white as jade, slender figure, and handsome face. In terms of appearance, she was perhaps even more beautiful than when she transformed into a human form.
There were more three-pointers, but the big flag in the opponent's hand made her feel a huge threat.
The flagpole of the big flag is crystal clear, like jade, with fine scales distributed on it, like dragon scales. The flag is triangular in shape, blue in color, and flowing with fairy light like water. Although it is not obvious, it is vast and boundless. It is a piece of
A genuine artifact.
"I originally thought that it could be solved by relying on the power of normalcy, but I didn't expect that I could initially cultivate an immortal body so quickly. The inheritance of the White Lotus Sect is really weird."
"Fortunately, the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag has been separated from the Emperor's Yuan Blood. Otherwise, it would be too much for me to kill the opponent with my own strength."
His eyes fell on San Luo, who had manifested the body of a four-armed demon, and there was a trace of murderous intent rising in his sleepless blue eyes.
According to the original plan, Zhang Chunyi was responsible for finding the leader of the White Lotus Sect, luring the snake out of the hole, and then killing him. However, Zhang Chunyi later discovered something unusual, so he tried it out, and unexpectedly found something.
For this reason, Wumian gave up his previous plan and decided to use the fairy weapon. In order to separate this fairy weapon from the shark emperor's Yuan Xue, Zhang Chunyi spent a lot of effort until he understood the Tianjun Furnace and learned about the magical power of Returning Wind and Fire.
With a new understanding, he returned to refine the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag in one fell swoop and successfully separated it from the Shark Emperor Yuan Blood.
"Do you think a fairy weapon can defeat me? You underestimate the power of the gods."
"Please Lord Yan come and help me kill the enemy."
Feeling that he was being eroded by the power of controlling the world, and knowing that procrastinating any longer would be more and more detrimental to him, his eyebrows glowed, and the ninth-grade white lotus appeared, and San Luo used his ultimate move.
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At this moment, the Yanjun divine figure standing in the ninth-grade white lotus suddenly opened his eyes. At this moment, the aura around San Luo changed subtly, becoming less human, more sacred, and less
There was a touch of vitality and a touch of vicissitudes, and her originally huge power actually increased again, and there was a slight qualitative change.
The most important thing is that its control is perfect, without any stagnation, far beyond the previous state. This is the magical power and divine descent that can only be used by the divine initiates in the White Lotus Sect. Although it is not a true divine descent, it is just a trace of no subjective consciousness.
God's will, but it is still no small matter. At this time, Sang Luo's strength is very close to that of the pseudo-immortal.
"Eternal destruction."
The husky female voice and the rich male voice intertwined, echoing in my heart. Without hesitation, San Luo activated his strongest magical power, intending to hit Wumian seriously.
Wuwuwu, the millstone of sinking rotates, and the dark purple magic light blooms, obliterating everything, trying to make all things sink. It carries terrifying power to crush the void, pointing directly at Wumian, wanting to completely wipe out Wumian and let it sink forever.
At this moment, there was darkness between heaven and earth, with no light from the sun and moon, as if the end of the world was approaching.
"The magic power of the White Lotus Saint has undergone some qualitative changes, and she has taken on the characteristics of a fairy. Although she is not a pseudo-fairy yet, coupled with her divine body, apart from the difference in quantity, her essence is actually different from that of a false fairy.
It’s almost as if the difference is already there, plus the fairy fire, the power of this blow may be enough to hurt the pseudo-immortal, the one opposite..."
Feeling the power bursting out from San Luo, Chen Long's expression changed slightly as he watched the battle from a distance. Even if he had an immortal weapon in his hand, it would be difficult for him to take this move on his own. In all likelihood,
You will have to suffer serious injuries.
But Sishe remained silent, looking at Wumian, a strange light flashed in her green eyes.
At the same time, on the battlefield, facing San Luo's magical power, Wu Mian had a deeper understanding of this. This magical power is indeed very strong, and it brings the corrosive and thick characteristics of the earth's turbid power to the extreme. Even a pure Yang monk is very powerful.
It's hard to stop, both the body and the soul may be wiped out, but he is not among them.
He went into the Yin Mingtian to hunt ghosts and absorbed innate soul energy to make up for his own shortcomings. In a short period of time, the power of his soul has grown several times, and is now comparable to a pure Yang realm monk.
To a certain extent, he is indeed a pure Yang realm monk now, but this is just his normal strength, not his limit. His body is the body of the Alien Emperor. Although his soul has been severely damaged, he still inherited the alien power.
The immortality of the Human Emperor still has the essence of the Alien Emperor.
Now he can burst out the true power of pseudo-immortal whenever he wants, and it is even more powerful than ordinary pseudo-immortal. Although there is still a lot of pressure, it is not unbearable. At least dealing with a battle is not a problem.
You must know that the same fairy weapon exerts different power in the hands of a pseudo-immortal and in the hands of a Chunyang monk, because the magic power of the pseudo-immortal has undergone some qualitative changes and has taken on the characteristics of immortal power.
"Want to decide the outcome with one strike? This is just what I want."
The power boiled, and the colorful scales between the eyebrows emitted a dazzling spiritual light. The fine scales covered the body, and the human body was like a fish tail. At this moment, Wu Mian showed the true posture of a shark, followed by a series of strange things.
The mark of the path.
"Fake fairy!"
Seeing such a scene, both San Luo, who was facing each other head-on, and Chen Long and Si Snake, who were watching the battle from a distance, all changed their expressions. At this time, Wu Mian's posture was almost exactly the same as that of the pseudo-immortal after he revealed his immortal body. p>
"Upsetting the river and the sea·Xuan Yuan returns to unity."
The mana in the body is continuously poured into the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag, further reviving this flawless fairy weapon, and Wu Mian activates the magical power.
With a rumble, the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag manifested, the big flag was fluttering, and the aura belonging to the immortal weapon bloomed wantonly, stirring tens of thousands of miles of void, making the boundless sea appear, reflected in the sky, and dancing with the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag
, the boundless sea turned into a whirlpool, exuding a destructive aura.
"Kill!"
The sinking millstone is approaching, the power of chaos has arrived, and the murderous intention in the heart boils, turning the flag into a gun, gathering all the boundless sea areas, turning into a dragon-like water vein to bless the Xuanyuan water control flag, without any
Fancy, sleepless and a simple stab, at this moment the void is shattered into pieces, as fragile as a mirror.
Hum, the world wailed, Xuanyuan's water control flag collided with the sunken millstone, one was vast, the other was eroded and thick, both had extremely powerful power, but after only a moment of stalemate, the sunken millstone was destroyed by Xuanyuan.
The Yuankong water flag penetrated and immediately fell into pieces.
Phew, the azure divine light penetrated the heaven and earth, and the terrifying power made all things mute. At the moment when the sinking millstone collapsed, there was no obstacle. Xuanyuan controlled the water flag and directly nailed San Luo's huge demon body to the void, regardless of her.
No matter how many defensive magical powers are used, it will be of no avail. This is an absolute power gap.
At this moment, when all things look up at the sky, they can only see the fragmented void.
"Fake immortal, perfect immortal weapon!"
His soul was collapsing. Looking at the Xuanyuan water control flag that penetrated his divine body, San Luo was filled with disbelief.
In Middle-earth, there are indeed some immortal weapons, but there are very few perfect ones. She did not expect that she would encounter it, and the person holding it was a top fake immortal at that time.
"Why, why would such a character appear in the barren Southeast Kyushu? Shouldn't such a being go to the Central Road? Only there are the resources to become immortals."
Reluctantly raising his head and looking at Wu Mian coming slowly, San Luo wanted to say something, but he died without saying anything.
"I don't understand."
This was San Luo's last thought. She chose Southeast Kyushu to implement her plan because of the barrenness and weakness of this place. She had expected many troubles, including the attacks of outsiders, but she never expected that a statue would come out of Southeast Dao.