"How dare five little ants dare to shake a tree like a cricket? It's really ridiculous."
In the center of the air wave, Yang Yi stood tall and his clothes were windless. The self-destruction of Fuxi and the four True Immortal Taoist soldiers did not have much impact on him at all.
Turning his head, Yang Yi's eyes fell on Zhuo Wen, and suddenly he let out a light sigh, and he discovered something unique about Zhuo Wen.
Zhuo Wen's superficial cultivation was still in the late stage of Heavenly Immortal, but he felt the aura of the divine soul in Zhuo Wen's body.
"Shenhun? How did your sea of consciousness transform into a soul?" Yang Yi frowned slightly and whispered in surprise.
At the moment when Yang Yi was surprised, the huge Sky Armor Star suddenly trembled. This tremor came from deep inside the Sky Armor Star, and an invisible wave force escaped from the inside to the outside.
Whoosh!
A stream of light burst out from the inside of Tianjiaixing, and instantly flew to Zhuo Wen's side, revealing the strong figure of the first mountain god.
"Zhuowen, release your Dzogchen Holy Body..." the first mountain god said solemnly.
Although Zhuo Wen was surprised, he followed the words of the First Mountain God. Ever since he learned from the soul of Canglong Taoist that the First Mountain God was the clone of Canglong Taoist, Zhuo Wen's previous wariness about the First Mountain God had long since disappeared.
The First Mountain God swept in front of the Holy Body of Dzogchen, and immediately pointed his right hand at the center of the Holy Body's eyebrows. Then Zhuo Wen discovered that within the finger of the First Mountain God's sword, an extremely strange star power poured in.
This star power does not belong to the First Mountain God, but is extracted and refined from the interior of the Sky Armor Star.
"Tianjie Star has been secretly set up by Brother Cangjie. Originally, this was what Brother Cangjie planned to leave for me to refine, but I am self-aware, Zhuo Wen, I hope you will not waste my sacrifice."
The First Mountain God took a deep look at Zhuo Wen. His body was collapsing and turning into countless light spots, as a powerful star power poured into the Dzogchen Holy Body.
"Although the body of a demigod cannot fully carry the star power of the Heavenly Armor Star, combined with the divine soul of Canglong, it can also exert the star power of the early stage god. Coupled with your second level of Taoism, it is enough to compete with Yang Yi."
"I don't expect you to be able to kill Yang Yi. I only hope that you can protect Tiankai Star and protect countless warriors in the mainland from this kind of disaster."
The words of the First Mountain God gradually faded away in Zhuo Wen's ears, and then the demigod's body was completely integrated into Zhuo Wenzun's body.
At this moment, Zhuo Wen clearly felt the pulse in the depths of Tiankai Star, as if he had completely established a blood-like connection with Tiankai Star.
Waves of surging star power continued to flow into Zhuo Wen's body. These star powers were transferred from the demigod's body into Zhuo Wen's body, and began the final integration with Zhuo Wen's soul.
Once the two are fused together and the star power is generated in Zhuo Wen's body, Zhuo Wen will be completely promoted to a god in a short period of time.
However, this promotion is only temporary. This is the star power that is forcibly combined with the divine soul of Cangjie by using the demigod body of the First Mountain God to resist the erosion of the powerful star power of Tianjie Star.
This power does not belong to Zhuo Wen, but to Cangjie and the First Mountain God.
The price Zhuo Wen paid for accepting this powerful and unfamiliar force was not small, ranging from the loss of his meridians to the loss of his life.
But Zhuo Wen didn't think so much. If it hadn't been for Canglong Taoist, he would have been dead when he used the fifth-step sixth sword with blood splashing. This life can be said to have been given by Canglong Taoist.
"God..."
Yang Yi's eyes narrowed, but his face showed a serious look. Although Zhuo Wen was only in the early stage of being a god, he possessed the power of two levels of Taoism.
This power can double Zhuo Wen's overall strength. Relying on the power of the second level of Taoism, even if Zhuo Wen in the early stage of Deity is not his opponent in the later stage of Deity, the difference is not very big.
What made Yang Yi most afraid was actually the sixth sword that spattered five steps with blood. The sixth sword he swung at the cost of his life was powerful enough to rival the power of a powerful artifact.
"who are you?"
Feeling the surging star power combined with the star power of the sky armor and the soul, Zhuo Wen felt a heroic feeling in his heart. He took a step forward and asked the question again.
Yang Yi is definitely not his real name, Zhuo Wen is sure.
Yang Yi looked at Zhuo Wen indifferently and said: "Is this important to you? Or, is it really important to a dead person?"
With that said, Yang Yi slowly disappeared from the place with a sneer on his lips. When he appeared again, he was already behind Zhuo Wen.
I saw him pinching the five fingers of his right hand, using the power of the void to grab a void halberd from the air, and stabbed Zhuo Wen in the heart.
"Five swords..."
Zhuo Wen stepped on his right foot, turned around quickly, and pulled out the iron sword from the scabbard at an extremely fast speed. He pulled it out five times quickly, one after another, and his movements were smooth and smooth, without any sloppiness.
Bang bang bang!
The five sword lights were almost parallel, arranged in five directions, blocking all retreat routes around Yang Yi.
If Yang Yi wants to break through the five sword lights, he has no other choice but to face the five sword lights head-on.
One of the sword lights struck the void halberd, canceling out the violent energy on the halberd and annihilating them all.
But Yang Yi did not pay attention to the other four sword lights. After canceling out the first sword light, Yang Yi dealt with it quite awkwardly.
At the same time, Zhuo Wen inserted the iron sword into the scabbard again, and the power of the second level of Taoism condensed in his palm, and poured into it within five steps of blood spattering.
Kick, kick, kick!
At this moment, Zhuo Wen quickly took five steps forward and drew his sword with each step. The sword's light was like the scorching sun.
The five swords fired this time were faster than the previous ones, so fast that even Zhuo Wen had not expected them.
Yang Yi, who was originally a little embarrassed to deal with the previous four sword lights, suddenly turned gloomy when he saw the five more powerful sword lights coming at him again.
"Bone Burial Soul Flag!"
Yang Yi took out a large flag made of bone from the spiritual ring. The main part of this flag was made from a rather thick backbone, and a silver animal skin hung at the tip of the big flag.
On the surface of the animal skin, various patterns and symbols were drawn with blood, which Zhuo Wen could not understand at all.
Yang Yi bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood on the surface of the silver animal skin. Immediately, the blood and blood on the surface of the animal skin was completely absorbed by it, and then formed a huge bloody skull.
Moreover, this skull is extremely weird. When the skull pattern is formed, endless blood light emerges above the big banner. This blood light condenses into a huge bloody skull shadow thousands of feet high.
I saw the skull phantom opening its bloody mouth and swallowing five rays of sword light in one gulp.
Zhuo Wen's eyes were sharp, and he could clearly see that the bloody skull was indeed terrifying, but after devouring the five sword lights, the surface of the bloody skull was obviously much darker.
Obviously, the five sword lights have no effect on the bloody skull.
After swallowing the five sword lights, countless blood mist exploded on the bloody skull, as if it would collapse at any time.
Yang Yi looked at the bloody skull on the verge of collapse with gloomy eyes, and was secretly shocked by Zhuo Wen's strength at this moment. He did not expect that the early stage god blessed by the second level of Taoism would be so strong.
"This son must be killed..."
The murderous intent in Yang Yi's eyes was overwhelming. In the early stage of being a god, he could possess such terrifying strength with the help of his second level of Taoism. Naturally, Yang Yi would not allow Zhuo Wen to continue to grow.
"Blood sacrifice to heaven!"
Yang Yi let out a low roar and swiped his right hand on his left arm. Suddenly, the left arm was disconnected and exploded into countless blood mist.
The left arm was thrown to the bloody skull, and the skull opened its mouth to swallow the arm and kept chewing it.
Whoosh whoosh!
The blood-colored skull devoured the arm, and blood light exploded, covering the entire surrounding starry sky.
Looking from the outside, the starry sky within hundreds of millions of kilometers of the bloody skull is all dyed red.
Mo Yan Wushang's beautiful eyes were horrified. This blood light was too powerful. She had no choice but to drive Luo Yanjing out of the range covered by the blood light, and stared at Zhuo Wen in the blood light with a worried expression.
Shi Ji stood next to Mo Yan Wushang and sighed softly: "Sister Wushang, don't worry, now Zhuo Wen has been promoted to a god, he won't be defeated so easily."
Mo Yan Wushang didn't answer, she just stared at Zhuo Wen's back.
"Zhuo Wen, use the sixth sword!"
In the blood light, Zhuo Wen only felt that his whole body was stagnant. This blood light had a great sense of oppression. Just when Zhuo Wen was about to take action again, Xiao Hei's voice sounded in his mind.
I saw Xiaohei and Chenghuang appearing in front of Zhuo Wen with Fuxi Ding wrapped in their arms.
"Xiao Hei, you..." Zhuo Wen's pupils narrowed slightly, and he had a vague premonition.
Xiaohei and Chenghuang looked at each other, but did not reply. Instead, they poured into Fuxi Cauldron, and then Fuxi Cauldron began to collapse and turned into countless white lights.
At the same time, Zhuo Wen's spiritual ring burst out with a shocking dragon roar, and then he discovered that Xiao Hei's dragon corpse was rushing out uncontrollably.
The dragon corpse directly hit the white light, and then spilled endless blood, dyeing the white light into a strange black.
"Zhuowen, we will help you carry the Sixth Sword. You can use the Sixth Sword. Only the Sixth Sword can completely resist Yang Yi. This is the master's long-cherished wish. He wants to protect Tiankai Star. We also want you to
We are all working hard, Chenghuang and I also want to work hard and use the sixth sword..."
Xiao Hei's voice slowly sounded in Zhuo Wen's ears, and Zhuo Wen's pupils shrank into needles, but he shed tears. He knew that with this sword, Xiao Hei and Chenghuang might disappear completely with Fuxi Ding.
"Die!"
Suddenly, the billions of feet of blood began to shrink and turned into the shadow of a huge bloody skull, and Zhuo Wen happened to be in the center of the bloody skull.
"Zhuo Wen, you are dead, this move is enough to kill any god!" Yang Yi's mouth was full of sarcastic smile, he looked at Zhuo Wen in the shadow lightly.
"Use the sixth sword. If you don't, we will all die. Don't let Master, Fuxi and the others die in peace." Xiao Hei yelled.
"Cangjie, Fuxi, Cao Yu, Zhanbi, Xiaohei, Chenghuang... thank you..."
Zhuo Wen murmured in a low voice and finally pulled out the sixth sword. The black light formed by Xiao Hei, Chenghuang and Fu Xiding sank into the hilt, causing the sixth sword to shine with astonishing light.
Boom!
As soon as the sixth sword came out, the bloody skull showed fear in its empty eyes, and then it was completely shattered...