Chapter 1655 The inscription on the soul of the soul!
"Buzz--" The Taomu Flying Sword shone with golden light, emitting an extremely sharp sword light.
Cut it down with one sword.
The void was cut by a golden sword mark, leaving a deep ravine. The formation performed by Lu Zirui collapsed completely before it started to function.
"Sword of Shen Yun!"
Lu Zirui's cold eyes narrowed.
The True Sword that Li Daoyi used before was to integrate his own magic into the sword's intention. This was already considered an extremely evil swordsmanship talent.
And above the Sword of True Dharma, there is the Sword of Shen Yun.
Once the divine charm is achieved, the magic and magical communication can be picked up at hand. The natal flying sword condensed with the divine charm can be used to swing a sword at will, which is no less than the magical power.
If we say the Sword of True Dharma, it is already the pinnacle of secular monks and swordsmanship monks.
Then the Shen Yun Sword that Zhang Wenyuan displayed at this time only exists in secular legends. Even in the fairy world, the Shen Yun Sword is not something that just anyone can understand.
This is why Lu Zirui was a little shocked.
"Whoa!"
The sword energy surged and it cut straight down.
Lu Zirui's eyes were cold and stern, and the golden seal above his head buzzed, turning into a transparent light shield and falling down, protecting him within it.
Bang! Boom! The sword energy slashed down, causing the transparent light shield to sway for a while, but it was unable to break its defense.
"They say sword cultivators are the most aggressive. I want to see how you can break my formation."
Lu Zirui formed a seal with his hands, and then suddenly opened his left hand. A black stone tablet appeared in the palm of his left hand. The stone tablet was engraved with complex runes, exuding the ultimate ghostly aura.
Not far away, when Tang Ming saw this rune, he couldn't help shouting: "Soul-soothing inscription?"
"You are well-informed."
Lu Zirui glanced at Tang Ming, his eyes fierce and ferocious: "I said, no one can stop me from destroying the world."
The words fell.
The soul-soothing inscription in his palm suddenly came out of his body, directly condensed from an illusory rune into an ancient tombstone. In an instant, the ghostly energy roared in the whole place, and the turbulent sound of a rushing river could be faintly heard in the void.
Voice.
The Soul-Suppressing Monument is an artifact used to suppress the River Styx in the underworld in ancient times. It has infinite power.
The rune in Lu Zirui's palm was a rune on the soul-crushing monument.
"..." Tang Ming's eyes flickered, and after thinking for a while, a voice from the soul rushed to Zhang Wenyuan: "Great Heavenly Master, do you still remember the incident when you entrusted me to go to Kyoto?"
Well! Zhang Wenyuan raised his eyebrows.
He knew what Tang Ming was talking about.
That day in Jinling City, the soul of Mo Tianhai, the ancestor of the Jinling Mo family, was exhausted and was about to die. Just when the ghost gate of Jinling opened, Tang Ming used great means to turn Mo Tianhai into a ghost cultivator, helping his soul to skyrocket and become a soul monk.
, re-entering the avenue.
The guardian of China, Hua Feng, the master of the Tai Chi Vein, has broken the secrets of heaven many times over the years, changed his fate against the will of heaven, guarded the dragon vein, and maintained the fate of China. This has long damaged the origin, and Hua Feng's cultivation has reached the level of becoming a god.
At the peak of the realm, only five realm-breaking tribulations have been overcome. The sixth thunder tribulation is about to come, but Huafeng has reached its limit.
Once you fall into a thunderstorm.
For China, it is undoubtedly a huge loss, and I don’t know how many young people will take the opportunity to cause chaos.
At that time, China and China were in danger.
Therefore, Zhang Wenyuan wanted to invite Tang Ming to Kyoto and ask him to help Huafeng reverse the soul path monks and restore Yangshou. The process was also extremely difficult and difficult.
"Great Heavenly Master."
Tang Ming sent a message again: "If I have this soul-soothing inscription, I can increase my confidence by at least 60%!"
As soon as these words came out.
Zhang Wenyuan's eyes suddenly brightened and he said calmly: "Seriously?"
"Yes, the soul-suppressing tablet comes from the Styx. Although this man only has a rune, I have a way to activate the soul-suppressing tablet. In the meantime, I can resolve the crisis of Hua Lao's soul being pulled by the Styx."
"Anyway, if I can get this rune."
"I'm at least 60% sure."
60% sure.
This is already considered a very high probability.
Zhang Wenyuan's eyes became serious, and he couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at Lu Zirui again, a gleam of light bursting out from the depths of his pupils.
"Zheng!"
The sword energy roared.
Zhang Wenyuan squeezed the Dao Jue in his hand, and the wind around him suddenly rose. In the sky, the two huge golden dragons and silver tigers roared at the same time, and smashed down with terrifying force.
"Boom——" "Boom!"
The golden dragon and silver tiger collided with the transparent mask, causing violent vibrations.
Two more sword energy fell from the sky, exuding the ultimate charm.
There was a crisp click sound, and a small crack opened in the transparent mask.
Lu Zirui's face was gloomy. He had underestimated Zhang Wenyuan's strength. The other party's charm was far richer and more powerful than he imagined.
"If I were in peak condition, you ants could be wiped out with just a handful of fingers!"
Lu Zirui's eyes flashed fiercely, and he glanced around, pausing for a moment on Tang Xuantian and the Dragon Vein Spirit. Then, his eyes looked further and fell on the crowd watching the battle.
Rage suddenly burst out.
"boom!"
The soul-suppressing monument filled the sky with black mist, tearing apart the void and instantly swallowing up the two monks in the realm of transformation into gods.
"ah!"
"Ah..." A shrill scream sounded, but soon, the scream came suddenly, the body and soul were corroded and melted, and the essence was swallowed up.
"Too weak, not enough!"
Lu Zirui was furious, stamped his foot in the air, and the formation under his feet moved and instantly appeared a thousand meters away.
"Damn, this guy is crazy!"
"Run quickly, he is going to devour us."
"Senior, please calm down, please let us go..." "Ah..." Frightened and tragic roars could be heard endlessly.
In just a moment, eight more powerful people in the God Transformation Realm were swallowed up. Among them, three Taoist priests in the God Realm from Maoshan died on the spot.
"evil creature!"
Zhang Wenyuan's face turned pale and his soul moved.
"Roar!"
High in the sky, the huge golden dragon stirred up the wind and clouds, and the ferocious silver tiger used the power of the rocks to suppress Lu Zirui fiercely.
The golden dragon and silver tiger are enough to turn the world upside down.
Rumble! The violent wind and clouds, the towering rocks, hit Lu Zirui directly from both sides.
Zhang Wenyuan's gaze was sharp, and he reached out to hold the Sword of Shen Yun in his hand. He took a step forward, causing the void to shatter, and his whole body disappeared instantly.
There was only a lightning-like golden light that tore through the void and came straight towards him.
"roll!"
Lu Zirui uttered one word, and the inscription on the soul-suppressing tablet glowed with deep black light. At the same time, the golden seal above his head turned into a giant peak to suppress the void.
The combat power that the two top experts unleashed at this moment was as terrifying as a natural disaster.
"Boom!"
"Bang!"
A loud roar resounded throughout the heaven and earth.
The golden dragon and silver tiger ascended to the sky and entered the earth, the bright sword energy tore through the void, the dark soul energy surged violently, and the power of the formation was majestic.
In just a moment, the mountains and rivers within a radius of 10,000 meters collapsed one after another, leaving the ground in a mess.
This is the destructive power of top strong men.
Fortunately, the battle took place in the suburbs. If a war of this magnitude broke out in the city center, it might have caused much panic and destruction.
For mortals.
This kind of battle is no less than a battle between gods!