Chapter Three Hundred and Seventy Seven: Fighting Nascent Soul
In the brown light, there is a middle-aged man with his upper body exposed. Judging from the fierce aura emanating from his upper body, his strength has reached the astonishing peak of the golden elixir, and he has even half-stepped into the old monster Nascent Soul.
Layers. The man has a long shawl. Under his bronze skin, there are layers of brown scales the size of fingertips, as fine as fish scales. He has scarlet eyes and five-fingered animal claws. With this appearance, he is clearly a half-human, half-demon monster.
But right now, the monster's condition doesn't seem to be very good. Not only are most of its scales broken into pieces, but there is also a fatal wound deep into the bone at its mouth. Its face is extremely pale, and its aura is alternately strong and weak, making it extremely unstable.
, such an appearance is clearly a sign of an imminent breakthrough, but under the current circumstances, there is no time to think about anything other than running for one's life.
Afterwards, the gray escaping light chased after him, obviously intending to kill him.
However, when Kong Laosan saw the appearance of this monster clearly, his expression tightened, and as his lips moved, his spiritual thoughts turned into sounds and flew toward the void. At the same time, he spread out his palms, and eight black and red ones appeared.
The simple little order landed three inches above the palm of my hand, spinning endlessly.
Qilei ancient mirror!
With the crazy infusion of spiritual power in the body, the eight-faced little order's thunder arc roared, and the eight thunder beasts on it seemed to come to life, either domineering, weird, calm, or roaring...
The shape flickered, and it had already fled towards the void. The next moment, the eight thunder beasts turned into eight-foot-long phantoms, and a heart-shaking roar came out. In an instant, they covered the void for more than fifty feet, and surrounded them.
Gray escaping light directly covered it. At the same time, thunder snakes with thick arms were scurrying around, carrying the destructive power of ten thousand thunderbolts, sweeping out in a mighty dang)dang).
Looking from a distance, it seems that there is a thunder prison of more than fifty feet in the void, roaring and shaking the sky, the dark night is like day, it is terrifying and terrifying.
"Is it you?! Help me stop this old monster for half an hour!"
The moment Brown Dun Guang met Kong Laosan, a startled voice came into the latter's ears. There was an obvious urgency in the voice. Kong Laosan was not given time to react. When the voice fell, Dun Guang had already
Falling steadily towards the top of the mountain below.
Hearing this, Kong Laosan twitched the corner of his mouth and could only bite the bullet and fight.
The reason why he resorted to the killing move as soon as he took action was because Kong Laosan understood that the figure under the ancient mirror was a real Nascent Soul old monster.
"snort!"
Amid the roar of thunder, a cold snort spread through the void with clear clarity.
The old man with a fire robe hanging down his bun, a square face and arched eyebrows, and three white strands of beard, sat cross-legged. Zhou's red robe turned into a fiercely burning bloody flame, wrapping his whole body tightly. I don't know what the red robe's blood flame is.
Strangely, as soon as the overwhelming power of thunder came near, it was burned into nothingness by the flames, making it impossible to get close.
At this moment, the spiritual power in Kong Laosan's body was like a flood that burst a dike, pouring into the eight small orders. At the same time, in the most powerful thunderstorm, a strange vitality was assimilated
The power spread rapidly.
The Ninth Turn of the Endless Sea led to the Nether Lotus to overcome the tribulation and ascend, but it was finally eliminated under the ninth level of thunder tribulation "derivation of all things". The thunder was annihilated and exploded, and a thread of thunder was swallowed and absorbed by the ancient thunder mirror, and the power of life and assimilation in it became
The original power of the ancient thunder mirror.
This power of assimilation was born out of the Nine Levels of Thunder Tribulation, and it contains a trace of the power of evolution of heaven and earth. In theory, it can assimilate all living things into the origin of thunder, but in fact, no one can achieve this step at all.
Just when this force of vitality and assimilation spread to the surroundings of the red-robed blood flames, the originally fierce blood flames shrank sharply and clung tightly to the Taoist. At the same time, the flames were fierce and beating, and faintly, there appeared
It gives off a taste that is fierce but also full of enthusiasm.
Seeing such an extremely anthropomorphic scene, the old man's expression was stunned, and then his face darkened. With a turn of his wrist, a palm-sized flaming knife suddenly appeared in his hand, which was completely condensed by flames. The flaming knife in front of him looked extremely illusory.
But it is a real existence.
With a slight throw from the old man, the small flame knife directly broke through the thunder prison, and at the same time, it madly absorbed the fire spiritual power between heaven and earth, and killed Kong Laosan in the direction of his body.
"Be careful, this "Destroying Flame Sword" is a natal magic weapon that Zhao Liexiong spent countless efforts and effort to refine. It is extremely powerful! This fatal wound in front of me is a gift from this "Destroying Flame Sword"!"
While Kong Laosan was on full alert, Zhao Chengyun's voice came from far below. After just a reminder, there was no sound again. At the same time, there was a wave that was sometimes strong and sometimes weak, a mixture of humans and demons, but it was faintly condensed.
A strange smell slowly brewed.
"The magic weapon of destiny?!"
Hearing Zhao Chengyun's voice transmission, in the void, the green-robed Taoist who was doing his best to bless the ancient thunder mirror frowned. When he opened his mouth, seven small purple gold swords came out. With a thought, the surrounding void suddenly rose.
There is a layer of strange golden yarn that seems to be there but not there, almost illusory and illusory.
These golden yarns were fluttering and traceable. Under the control of Kong Laosan, they condensed into a golden horse of more than thirty feet. It was lightly wrapped towards the void, and then it swept over and turned into ten pieces.
A flaming sword light as big as ten feet was involved in it. At the same time, strands of extremely sharp purple-gold filaments filled the void in an instant. These purple-gold filaments were only half a finger long and seemed to be completely condensed by the sword light. They just appeared,
Then he slashed hard towards the flaming sword.
According to the ten-thousand-character gold inscriptions in my mind, the Golden Yan Sword Formation will be considered completely completed only when the purple-gold filaments condensed by these sword lights disappear completely. At present, it seems that Kong Laosan is not far away from this step.
In the void, the golden light floated, gathering and dispersing. The seven-mouthed slashing sword blended into it, transforming into elusive filaments of sword light. After layer by layer of wear and tear, the "Destroying Flame Sword" that was originally ten feet in size gradually regained its size of about seven inches.
The main body appearance, and the Jin Yan Sword Formation outside it are also reduced to the size of a pot lid.
An incomplete and unskilled sword formation could actually block the Yuanying old monster's natal magic weapon. The power of the Jin Yan sword formation was completely beyond the reach of Kong Laosan.
However, the latter also did not expect that the Jinyan Sword Formation when used with all its strength would be like a spirit-devouring giant beast. In just half a quarter of an hour, one-tenth of the spiritual power in the body had been consumed. Such a time, it is really
Somewhat scary.
Glancing in the direction of Zhao Chengyun below, Kong Laosan's eyes flashed with some thought.
At this moment, the originally stalemate Thunder Prison suddenly rioted, and an extremely blazing three-color flame swept out, revealing more than fifty feet of thunder sky and burning crazily. Thunder and flame are the two most powerful things between heaven and earth.
The violent forces twisted and collided crazily, erupting into terrifying waves of violent explosions.
At the center of the Thunder Prison, three feet away from the old man's head, the red robe of blood flames were covered with illusions. Orange, red, and yellow. Three divine peaks completely condensed by flames were erupting with gleaming colored light, a raging and vast flame.
The force spreads across the heaven and earth, and even the thunder prison cannot contain it.
Seeing this scene, Taoist Qingpao didn't show any panic on his face. Instead, there was a stern look on his face. While making seals with his hands, his whole person turned into a stream of light and fled towards the center of the Thunder Prison. At this moment, including
The ancient Thunder Mirror, which was more than fifty feet in the sky, suddenly shrank in size, and instantly turned into eight streaks of light, spinning endlessly around Kong Laosan. Looking from a distance, it seemed to be covered with a thunder gauze, and it was like this without any hesitation.
Rush into the sea of fire.
Sensing Kong Laosan's strange movement, the old man sitting cross-legged in the center of the flame suddenly opened his eyes, with a hint of disbelief in his eyes, but was immediately replaced by a fierce look, "Seeking death!"
As the voice fell, he had already clenched his palm into a fist. Under the blessing of the outer blood robe, the terrifying fire spiritual power quickly condensed on the fist. Just as the fists and palms were about to intersect, a flash of light suddenly flashed across the face of the green-robed Taoist.
With a strange and ruthless look, when he opened his mouth, four invisible blades flew out of his mouth and slashed directly towards the old man Zifu.
At the same time, the fists and palms met, and the colorful rays of light suddenly burst out, and the rich power of annihilation surged out, completely annihilating the old man's entire palm in the blink of an eye.
The next moment, a scream of extreme pain suddenly sounded. In the old man's Zi Mansion, four soul-killing magic swords just appeared, and they mercilessly slashed towards the original infant body sitting in the center of the sea of consciousness.
Except for those special magic weapons and magic weapons specially used for the defense of souls, ordinary spiritual soldiers have no way to resist the soul-killing magic sword and the soul-killing sword. After the cultivator's soul is powerful to a certain extent, he can break the pill and condense the soul.
Essence, energy, and spirit are twisted into one, and can exist completely independently.
Nascent Soul can be said to be the foundation of the old monster Nascent Soul. Any slightest damage will bring endless troubles. At this moment, facing four sharp and domineering soul-killing swords, the old man's baby body opened his mouth, and a handful of gray origin
Soul power spurted out from his mouth, trying to block the four small swords.
It's just that the old man obviously underestimated the weirdness of the Soul-Slaying Sword. Under the fog, four sword lights of purple, grey, green and blue suddenly separated from the sword body and gathered into a four-color sword energy, slashing fiercely.