Looking up at him, I saw that the golden dragon around him had shrunk by nearly one-third of its size, which was obviously the result of losing the blessing of the God-Destroying Army.
"Threat me until you can leave alive."
As soon as his feet stepped on the ground, huge power exploded, and he stepped directly into the air and rushed towards the Supreme Sect in the sky.
The face of the Supreme Sect was cold and stern, the tip of the sword was still unknown, and the eyes of the nine true dragons beside him spurted out golden light, all of which fell on the long sword.
The sword light exploded, turning into a sword light that seemed to be substantial and fell down, pointing directly at Zhuang Wuming.
Zhuang Wuming's feet moved ten meters laterally.
But the sword light seemed to have its eyes widened, and it directly changed its direction and shot towards him.
Zhuang Wuming was slightly surprised, but he didn't panic and continued to step towards the sky.
At this time, the sword light in the hands of the Supreme Sect kept falling, and in the blink of an eye, ninety-nine sword lights fell.
A sword formation formed in the void, and Zhuang Wuming fell into it.
Boom boom boom
The sword light continuously bombarded Oh Zhuang Wuming, preventing him from approaching, and at the same time, it attacked him to the limit, seeming to want to smash his armor and defense.
Zhuang Wuming had to stop under the suppression of the sword light. After suffering dozens of sword lights, he was still unscathed.
A cold light flashed in his eyes, and the Xuanbing blade in his hand bloomed with cold light. In an instant, countless Xuanbing's true power condensed, turning it into a ten-meter giant blade.
The body rotated like a gyro, and the sword shadow turned into a meat grinder-like shadow, knocking away all attacking sword lights.
At the same time, the body suddenly rushed into the sky under the power of the spiral.
The Supreme Sect looked shocked and pointed, and infinite golden light suddenly gathered in the center of the Kowloon Circle, turning into a golden pillar and slamming down towards the rushing Zhuang Wuming.
Kakaka
Boom boom boom
The sound of freezing and cracking erupted in mid-air, and two lights, one white and one gold, remained in a stalemate in the sky.
But as time passed, the frozen tornado formed by the white spiral stopped the attack of golden light and continued to rise towards the sky.
Veins popped out on the Supreme Sect's face, and a trace of sweat slipped from the top of his head. He had exerted all his strength.
But even with all his strength, he slowly fell into a disadvantage.
"How could it be? Why is this "Ice Xuan True Body" so powerful? This level of true power has surpassed that of Taishang Dao Master, and the Great Zen Temple is empty and clear."
At this time, one kilometer away, there was a piece of pure land in a piece of ice, which did not seem to be frozen.
Here stood a Taoist priest, his face was white and beardless, and a feeling of supreme ruthlessness enveloped him.
He has white hair hanging down and is wearing a green Taoist robe. His eyes are calm, as if he sees that all things are natural and equal.
There was a woman standing next to him, it was Li Waner.
Li Waner's voice was clear and clear as she said, "Master Taoist, the leader of the Dakun Dynasty and Zhang Lin, what will happen in this game?"
Taishang Taoist Master's eyes were calm when he heard this, "The king has fallen into a disadvantage and will definitely lose in the end."
"But he can't lose. Once he loses, he will die."
"So, I have to help him."
Li Waner's face immediately shook when she heard this, "Master Taoist, do you want to take action? Are your lips dead and your teeth cold?"
Taishang Taoist nodded, "Yes, this person has a strange origin, and he has grown too fast."
"He actually restored a copy of the "Xuanbing True Body" and even cultivated it to a level that surpassed historical records. This kind of character is too terrifying."
"If I can't suppress it, maybe I will be the next one, Taishangdao, or Dazenji."
"This battle will happen sooner or later, we cannot avoid it."
"Do you think so, my old friend Kong Ming?"
Li Waner was shocked when she heard this and looked to the side.
At some point, an old man wearing yellow monk robes appeared beside him with an indifferent expression.
"That's right. Rather than being defeated one by one, it's better to join forces and take the initiative in our own hands."
The Supreme Taoist Master nodded, "Then take action."
There was a soft sound in the hand, and a long sapphire sword was in hand. The next moment, the sword light flashed, turning into a stream of light and rushing towards the battlefield.
"Namo Amitabha."
With the sound of the Buddha's name, a ten-thousand-character radiance rose from above Kong Ming's head, turning into a golden light and falling towards the battlefield of Zhuang Wuming and the Supreme Sect.
Whoosh
The cyan jade sword was incredibly fast, several times the speed of sound, and in the blink of an eye it reached the center of the ice wind tornado transformed by Zhuang Wuming.
boom
A sword slashed down, hitting Zhuang Wuming's true body.
Amidst the loud noise, Zhuang Wuming flew up, several times the speed of sound, and accompanied by a little bit of arrancar power from the jade sword, the impact was huge.
Under this sword attack, Zhuang Wuming's armor showed a crack, and a wisp of green silk sword energy remained on the armor.
But it only went as far as the armor. When the sword energy touched his real body, it had no effect.
At the same time, a ten-thousand-character ray of light fell from the sky, as heavy as Mount Tai and as big as a mountain, and slammed him down.
Rumble
There was a huge earthquake on the ground, and he was directly pressed down by the golden light of ten thousand words, and a huge crater appeared on the ground.
Zhuang Wuming was pressed at the bottom.
In the pothole, Zhuang Wuming looked indifferent, surrounded by golden light. This golden light sealed him around him, and the huge pressure restricted his actions.
"Humph, the "Swastika Heart Sutra" of the Great Zen Temple is said to be the heart's interpretation of all things."
"The Supreme Sutra's ruthless sword weapon, I didn't expect both of them to take action."
"Are you afraid that I'll come to you one by one? You're actually smart."
"But no matter how smart you are, it's useless."
With a solemn look on his face, the "Xuanbing True Body" was activated to the extreme, and the Xuanbing Transformation was also raised to the limit.
Mighty power surged out of the body, transforming into a one-foot-long giant, all pure white without a trace of color.
Boom boom boom
His body was straight, and he slowly lifted up the giant swastika mountain above his head.
The strength reaches the mountains and the energy is unparalleled.
Holding it in the air with both hands, the body suddenly began to rotate, and the huge power began to rotate crazily, pulling the swastika into a spin.
then
As he rotated faster and faster, the golden light of the swastika was suddenly thrown into the sky.
A giant figure stood up from the pit.
A flash of blue light came towards me.
Zhuang Wuming's expression remained unchanged, and he struck with his sword with all his strength.
This sword is completely a combination of brute force and real power.
There is no glimmer of the sword, just pure chopping.
when
There was an unprecedented sound of metal colliding, and the green light only persisted for a moment, and then it flew into the sky an unknown distance away.
At this moment, a golden pillar fell from the sky, covering Zhuang Wuming again.
Zhuang Wuming's whole body suffered the impact of destructive power.
But he didn't care at all. The black ice blade in his right hand turned into a ten-meter giant blade, and he turned over and struck out with a slash.
A huge crescent moon rising a hundred meters high rose into the sky, splitting the golden beam of light from the middle, and slashed towards the nine golden dragons in the sky.
The Supreme Sect's face turned livid, and he tried his best to lower the golden pillar, but he still could not stop the crescent moon from rising.
At this time, the golden light of the swastika fell again, but this time it was blasted towards the crescent moon. (To be continued)