I saw that the holy luck around Zhuo Wen was getting more and more terrifying, and the golden light rushed into the sky, dyeing the entire sky golden yellow.
The dense yellow mist around was broken and dispersed by this terrifying golden light, and the entire earth began to tremble violently, as if something was about to break out of the ground.
"It's so scary, Zhuo Wen is really going to break through."
The strange phenomena in the Yellow Mist World naturally attracted the attention of many power lords from the Nine Great Squares outside the Jiuyou Tiantai.
Their eyes passed through the layers of yellow mist and landed on Zhuo Wen, who was covered in golden light, with a look of surprise in their eyes.
"Hua Xianzi and Sha Zi are both dead."
The leader of Baihuayuan, Bai Meisheng, and the leader of the Killing Alliance, Killing the Emperor, both looked extremely ugly.
Although they had not been able to see clearly due to the yellow mist, the subtitles representing Hua Xianzi and Sha Zi in the light curtain above the Jiuyou rooftop had completely become dim.
"It was Zhuo Wen who killed him."
Bai Meisheng and Sha Huang both had cold murderous intent in their eyes and spoke in a low voice.
"Zhuowen!"
The leader of the Immortal Altar, the Immortal Old Monster, and the leader of the Shengwu Sect, Wu Hou, also had cold eyes, staring at the figure covered with golden light, as if they were choosing people to eat.
Shui Zhe, the first genius of the Immortal Altar, and Wu Zhantian, the genius of Shengwu Sect, were both killed by Zhuo Wen. They wanted to tear Zhuo Wen to pieces and eat him alive.
However, it cannot be done now. Cao Rong presides over Jiuyou Tiantai, and there are powerful restrictions around it. Even if it is a Tiansheng, it is extremely difficult to forcefully break into Jiuyou Tiantai.
Therefore, they are all waiting for the Jiuyou Conference to end.
Once the Jiuyou Conference ends, Zhuo Wen will become the target of public criticism.
"This guy is about to become a saint. We must stop him."
Qinglongzi's eyes were gloomy, he shouted coldly, stepped forward, and slashed out with the dragon-headed sword in his hand. Countless holy powers spread and formed a huge dragon.
The giant dragon roared, like an arrow from a string, and flew straight towards Zhuo Wen. Wherever it passed, the space collapsed, forming countless black holes.
Yang Yi, who was originally lazy, narrowed his eyes slightly, stepped into the air, swung out the long stick, and blasted out a stick, forming a dense shadow of the stick.
The shadows of these sticks gathered together to form a huge golden stick that was thousands of feet tall. It crushed down from the sky and slammed into the huge dragon with a rumble.
Boom!
There was a sound like the earth was shattering, and the sky in the yellow mist world was completely torn apart by this terrifying energy, just like a piece of cloth that had been torn open by a knife.
The warriors who were close around them all fell back, staring in fear at the two people who were constantly fighting in the sky.
"Why is Yang Yi's strength so terrifying? Isn't it said that Qinglongzi's strength is the strongest in the Nine Nether Realm? Why is it that Qinglongzi is on par with Yang Yi?"
Below, countless warriors were in an uproar, showing awe.
In the sky, Yang Yi is holding a long golden stick, and Qing Longzi is holding a dragon-headed sword.
The two people were constantly staggering on the thousand-foot-long golden dragon, like two invisible shadows. Every collision could shatter a part of the surrounding space into pieces.
Boom boom boom!
In just dozens of rounds, the huge golden dragon completely exploded into golden powder due to the aftermath of the battle between the two.
At this moment, a strange golden rain began to fall throughout the yellow mist world.
"Yang Yi, you hide it so well. I didn't expect your strength to be so terrifying."
Qing Longzi narrowed his eyes, staring at Yang Yi holding a long stick in front of him with some fear, and said coldly.
Yang Yi smiled faintly, but did not show any complacency. He yawned and said: "I advise you not to trouble Zhuo Wen. Just let him break through smoothly. Can't we just wait here?
Yeah, fighting back and forth is just a waste of energy."
Hearing this, Qinglongzi's face turned gloomy and he said in a low voice: "Anyone who stands in my way will die!"
As he spoke, Qinglongzi was like an angry dragon, stepping into the void with one step. The golden lines between his eyebrows erupted with blazing golden light, and countless golden dragon shadows swayed under his feet.
Qing Longzi was the first guy to have ten golden lines. The power of his holy luck was extremely powerful, while Yang Yi only had nine golden lines.
But even so, Yang Yi still intercepted Qinglongzi.
"Kill this guy!"
Yan Ruhuo was the first to react and shouted angrily at the dazed Yaksha and Guisha on the other side.
"kill!"
Yaksha and Guisha nodded, and immediately stepped into the void, like two sharp arrows, attacking Zhuo Wen in a flanking attack, who was still making a breakthrough.
As for Yan Ruhuo, he followed the two of them with murderous intent in his eyes.
"No! Brother Zhuo is making a breakthrough, we can't let him be disturbed."
Wudie's pretty face changed slightly, the thin wings behind her back opened and closed, and she quickly disappeared from the place like a gust of wind.
The moment she reappeared, she had already landed in front of Zhuo Wen. With a wave of her jade hand, seven golden lines appeared between her eyebrows and turned into a golden whip.
Boom boom boom!
The golden whip flew out and its shadow filled the sky.
Wudie did not take an offensive, but formed these whip shadows into an extremely tough defense.
At the moment Wudie came over, the two clones of Magic Wen and Buddhist Wen also landed beside Wudie. Both Magic Wen and Buddhist Wen were holding golden swords.
Buddha's light surrounded the Buddhist text, and the demonic energy within the magic text soared to the sky. The two of them had a tacit understanding, and the two swords were crossed together, and they also took a defensive position.
"court death!"
Smoke came like fire in an instant, the golden sword slammed down hard, and the space exploded.
The power of a sword shatters the void!
Click!
The defense formed by Wudie, Mowen and Fowen completely collapsed under this sword, and the three of them vomited blood and fell back again and again.
"Hold!"
Jian Mu blasted away the opponent in front of him with a sword. Surrounded by sword shadows, he stepped on the sword and stood in front of Wu Die and the others.
The power of the sword soars to the sky, like a god or a demon.
Ding!
The two long swords struck together, Jian Mu took dozens of steps back, while Yan Ruhuo took a few steps back.
"Huh? Jian Mu from Jia Shen College, you actually have eight golden lines?"
Yan Ruhuo's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the young man with the sword in front of him, showing a cautious expression.
This Jianmu was previously unknown in the Nine Nether Realm, but in recent years, he has suddenly risen to prominence.
Although Jian Mu is only a semi-saint in cultivation, the ruthless laws he has comprehended combined with his powerful and exquisite swordsmanship, coupled with the fact that he is a sword cultivator himself, his offensive skills are unparalleled in the world.
Although he is a semi-saint, Jian Mu is a saint who has defeated the Kongxuan Saint Realm, and his combat power is extremely terrifying.
In the yellow mist world, everyone's original power, spiritual power, law power and even spiritual rings cannot be used, and everyone's starting point is the same.
But Jian Mu was different. Although the ruthless law and Yuanli could not be mobilized, his superb swordsmanship played an extremely powerful role.
Here, his combat power is demonstrated to the greatest extent.
Just now Jian Mu only had six golden lines. In this short moment, Jian Mu killed seven or eight people in a row. The holy luck he gained caused the golden lines between his eyebrows to evolve from six to eight in one fell swoop. The holy power
mighty.
"Jian Mu, do you dare to block me?"
Yan Ruhuo's eyes were cold, staring at the expressionless young man in front of him, holding a long sword, and said coldly.
"Why not?"
Jian Mu stood in front of Yan Ruhuo and just uttered these words, his fighting spirit was soaring to the sky.
"Okay, okay! I said, anyone who stands in my way will die."
Yan Ruhuo snorted coldly, took a step forward, and his speed soared to the extreme, like a stream of light.
Jian Mu is awe-inspiring and unafraid, his sword energy soars to the sky, and with one sword strike, it transforms into ten thousand swords.
The offensive swordsmanship was used to its extreme, and countless sword shadows formed around Jian Mu, as if forming a sword defense.
Ding ding ding!
The sword of Yan Ruhuo is extremely heavy, and each move seems to be wrapped with a huge force; while the sword of Jian Mu is as light as the wind, but if it really collides, the killing power in it will
The meaning is fatal.
The two swords struck together in the void, bursting out with power that could collapse the space. Many warriors were dazzled by the sight of countless sword shadows.
"Let's go!"
At the moment when Yan Ruhuo and Jian Mu were fighting, Yaksha and Gui Sha looked at each other and continued to move towards Zhuo Wen.
However, the moment the two of them were about to approach Zhuo Wen, they were intercepted by two figures.
"Mo Wen, you dare to stop me? Now get out of the way and let me kill Zhuo Wen. Then I can ask the island owner to re-incorporate you into the desert island. From now on, you will still be a part of the desert island and the desert realm."
Gui Sha looked directly at the magic text and spoke in a low voice.
On the other side, Yasha was stopped by Fowen and could not touch Zhuowen at all.
"war!"
"Amitabha, this road is blocked!"
Mo Wen and Fu Wen each gave their own answers, and then they exploded with their own fighting power and flew directly towards Gui Sha and Yaksha.
Suddenly, the fluctuations of the battle between the four people spread in all directions like ripples in the water.
The entire yellow mist world has become a little chaotic.
Zhuo Wen, who was the trigger of this war, was quietly suspended in mid-air at this moment, his body wrapped in holy luck.
"Ice, fire, void, desolation, death!"
Zhuo Wen closed his eyes slightly and murmured in a low voice, these four are the power of laws in his body. He knew that if he wanted to truly become a saint, he could only integrate these five laws into his own holy power.
At this moment, the golden holy luck around him was poured into Zhuo Wen's body. These holy luck followed Zhuo Wen's meridians and entered their Dantian.
Under the influence of holy luck, the energy contained in his Dantian began to gradually transform into golden holy power.
When Zhuo Wen's Dantian was completely dyed golden, Zhuo Wen knew that the power in his Dantian would no longer be called Yuanli, but Holy Power.
This is energy that is much higher than Yuanli, and it is a power that only saints can possess.
"The next step is to summon my own laws, and then gradually integrate the laws into the holy power. Then I can become a complete saint."
Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen's eyes burst out with blazing light...