Chapter 400 The name and prestige of the star soul
"If you had said this from the beginning, maybe I would still consider it."
"As for now, let's forget it. In your words... a dying person doesn't need to say anything!"
Regarding Guangming Hou's solicitation, Qin Changfeng expressed his attitude with words and actions.
The so-called cooperation is simply a false proposition. How can two equally strong people coexist? What's more, peace talks when they have the advantage are impossible for people like Qin Changfeng in this life.
In an instant, the six Taiqing Thunder Dragons turned into lightning, and while pursuing them with great speed, he himself straddled the Demon God's back again, and killed towards the light.
Since he chose to temporarily improve his basic attributes and physical strength, Qin Changfeng naturally made up his mind to resolve the battle in close combat!
"You are too conceited, then let me show you what the true power of your natal star is!"
While drinking loudly, Guangminghou's chest emitted a blazing light. This time it was equipped with the unique treasure of the best props. It was so intense that it almost flooded the world.
The light was so powerful that many people could not open their eyes and look directly at it. The light penetrated the void like thousands of lightnings, and a palace made of mysterious patterns and lines was vaguely visible. It was only as big as a palm and exuded a sacred aura. This was...
…
The natal star soul!
Qin Changfeng was speechless. The natal star soul was a realm that could only be touched in the next stage. He had only heard about it.
For practitioners of the Xuan Gong practice route, after the Dao Fruit evolves again, it will be the star soul connected with the natal star through the underworld star path, which is the so-called portal that transmits the power of the natal star!
As far as he knew, although tangible substances would be added to the evolution of the natal star soul, and after being refined, it would be equivalent to a lifelong war treasure, but at the stage of the military prince, not everyone could directly sacrifice the natal star soul.
To kill the enemy.
Moreover, attacking in this way is equivalent to a monster spitting out a demon pill directly, or some monks in the world of cultivation directly releasing the Nascent Soul to kill the enemy. It is very dangerous to oneself. If you are not careful, you will lose all your mysterious skills and become a
A cripple, or even the end of body and soul disappearing.
"It's time to end, I will remember you."
"I will erect a statue of you on top of our Light Star Palace, so that those who come after you will remember that there was a person like you in this world who could astonish even the sun."
As soon as the voice fell, Guangming Hou began the most terrifying attack, a blow that was bound to determine life and death.
With a bang, the natal star palace floating in front of him suddenly expanded. In a moment, it appeared in the sky as a majestic and vast temple like a mountain. Two white-gold doors seemed to open slowly and quickly, and inside
There was an extremely loud voice, like a god reciting an ancient sacred book.
This sound alone shook the entire sky, and then from the opened platinum door, patches of white holy light emerged, extremely gorgeous, and the roaring sounds of war drums and horns sounded.
Desolate, heavy, and accompanied by overwhelming fighting spirit!
Oh~~~~~~
Suddenly, from the dazzling white light, dozens of figures suddenly rushed out, as fast as lightning, and the figures could not be seen clearly. All they could feel was the firm and indifferent eyes like rocks, and those who seemed to be fighting all over the nine heavens and ten earths.
The fighting spirit comes from them!
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom...
These figures rushed towards the Thunder Dragon and fought together with an earth-shattering momentum. In just one encounter, two Taiqing Thunder Dragons were exploded. Although these figures seemed to be made of condensed energy, they were not rigid barriers, but
Each of them is like an elite god warrior with life and thoughts.
Although he didn't see any magical powers being released, his combat skills were at an advanced level. He was able to dodge the attack of the thunder dragon with great ease, and then used his weapons to strike with a slash that was like splitting mountains and rocks.
In less than five seconds, all six thunder dragons that originally besieged Guangminghou were wiped out!
But of the dozen or so figures that came out of the Palace of Light, only two were strangled by the thunder dragon, collapsed and disappeared.
They stood in the air in front of Guangminghou. Some had ten wings covering their backs, and some sat upright on the backs of mysterious ancient beasts. The armors formed by the light shone with a cold metallic sheen, and the divine spears pierced the sky, and even vaguely could be seen on them. Dried red blood stains and a murderous aura turned everything within a hundred miles into deathly silence.
There are only a dozen people, but they are like an ancient divine war army that has fought bloody battles in all directions, gone to the nine heavens, entered the netherworld, killed gods and Buddhas, and slaughtered demons!
Below, everyone was shocked, and many people felt hairy in their hearts. This aura was so powerful, cold and ruthless, and so devastating that nothing could stop it.
"My birth star is called the Heavenly War Spirit. All the heroic spirits of my clan who have died in battles throughout the past and present are sacrificed and can be summoned by me to fight for me across the long rivers of time and space from the past."
"If you don't have a more amazing method than the power of breaking magic, then you can give up."
The Marquis of Guangming stood on the hundreds of steps of the shrine, with a pair of divine eyes shining with golden and white holy light. He raised his hand and pointed, and more than a dozen powerful fighting spirits from the Celestial Tribe from the past swept over him coldly, preparing to go to war.
The fighting spirit rushed into the night, shocking the world, and even the sky and the earth!
Qin Changfeng narrowed his eyes, and the gaze revealed through the gap was extremely solemn. He did not expect that Guangming Hou had come to this step in using the power of his natal star...
These heroic fighting spirits come from the past. Although the real ones have died in battle long ago, their fighting spirit remains forever.
You must know that when these people were alive, their realm and strength were far superior to the current Marquis of Guangming, and they were all powerful men in the world!
Even though he is dead, even though he has lost almost all of his magical powers, his invincible fighting spirit and momentum, as well as his fighting skills that are close to being transformed into the Dao, are enough to kill some beings who are one level beyond the light phase.
"It's really about to end."
This is the voice of everyone. Even the good and evil people watching the battle below can see that the two sides fighting in the void have resorted to the bottom of the box.
Guangming is silent, like the king of the Celestial Race, looking down indifferently from the Guangming Palace.
The dozens of celestial and human heroic fighting souls began to step forward and fight out, roaring in their mouths, like the killing sounds of ancient divine battles coming across time and space.
In the sky and on the earth, all living creatures within a hundred miles of the Great Swamp of Death trembled.
At this moment, Qin Changfeng did not retreat or choose the so-called strategic transition.
Because when we meet on a narrow road, we can only fight!
Unless he gives up all the tasks and goals that are about to be completed in this world and returns early at a huge cost, otherwise the hope of victory will be even slimmer when they meet again next time when the light has already learned most of his skill attributes.
"kill!"
Qin Changfeng roared angrily, held the magic spear in his hand, and roared to the sky. Thousands of golden lights surged through his body, activating the power of the gods.
At this moment, the hearts of everyone below were shaken. At this point...
They were absolutely certain...that this man who once called himself Mr. Yan was the Dharma Heart of Tianyin Temple, and he could never be wrong!
At the same time, a powerful and powerful momentum erupted. Qin Changfeng was four meters tall, as if he were a real god descending to earth. His black pupils swept across the sky, and his blood was overwhelming, swallowing up the whole world!
Just like the yang ring in Guangming Hou's left eye, Qin Changfeng's dharma body descended from the gods. Every time the body is raised one meter, the power of the physical body also increases exponentially.
In fact, after continuous doubling and absorption, his physical strength at this moment has reached as high as nine elephants in one arm and forty-five thousand kilograms!
It is only five thousand kilograms away from the power of a dragon. The combined power of both arms is already close to the power of the Black Water Black Snake.
Without any words, the demon god, who had been irradiated by the sun ring and was already seriously injured, looked like an injured ancient waste god, with a fierce light in his eyes, and he spread out his blood wings and rushed forward.
boom!
The demon god moved quickly, a hundred meters in an instant. The first celestial war spirit blocked the front and struck with a golden war spear. It collided with the demon spear in Qin Changfeng's hand. He was directly knocked away, and then the demon god chased him and used blood flames.
The shrouded claws were completely torn apart.
But his fighting skills were so strong that the only blow seemed to be struck at a mysterious node. Qin Changfeng obviously won by crushing force, but he was shocked and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
, cracks also appeared on the huge dragon's spear.
The next moment, three war spirits came to kill at the same time. They sat astride the back of the holy beast that looked like a bright unicorn, and the impact was terrifying.
At this moment, there were three heroic spirits holding war bows. The bows were bent like lightning. In an instant, three thumb-thick arrows of holy light tore through the sky.
Qin Changfeng still refused to dodge, revealing a large flaw and deliberately helping the demon to attract all attacks. In an instant, a terrifying light enveloped him.
boom!!
In the violent collision and explosion, figures of a man and an animal rushed out. Although the magic gun was close to collapse, Qin Changfeng himself was safe and sound.
A layer of divine golden light blocked all attacks!
Seeing this scene, Guangming Hou had no expression on his face and just stared indifferently. His left eye fell, and the unsolvable sun ring enveloped Qin Changfeng again...
"kill!!"
Qin Changfeng's eyes were red. This was the most difficult battle he had ever experienced since his mastery of Xuan Gong. These heroic spirits were always calm and ruthless, regardless of their lives, and could always find the weakest point to attack.
Dozens of war spirits, like a dozen checkpoints, block Qin Changfeng's path to victory.
After a fierce fight, Qin Changfeng regretted a little. He should have used Taiqing Dao power to directly condense the dragon spear from the beginning. The demon's thunder power had no room to exert itself in the face of the endless energy of the light.
In four seconds, one person and one beast advanced two hundred meters in the void.
The two hundred meters were a bloody path. The dragon spear exploded and one of the demon's eyes was blinded. It was pierced by a war spear, leaving only a bloody hole. One of its wings was cut off in half, and its speed was greatly reduced.
Qin Changfeng himself had his left arm cut off, and his body was covered with criss-crossing wounds. His blood and that of the demon god turned into blood flames, dyeing the sky red.
Some of the dozens of heroic spirits of the ancient divine warriors of the Celestial Race were completely crushed by him, while others were blasted away and left behind.
The golden light of the third level god was the biggest reason why Qin Changfeng was able to break out alive.
At this time, between him and Guangming Hou were the last three heroic souls holding Guangming War Bows...
Whoosh!
The three war spirits put away their long bows, each pulled out a thin sword from their waists, and marched towards them coldly and ruthlessly.
Qin Changfeng also had no expression on his face, and launched the second stage of the thrust. The light flashed and disappeared at the same time as the demon god's figure.
