Chapter 756 A feat unseen in three thousand years!
The Eight-nine Mysterious Skills are all about magical powers, and their beauty lies in transformation.
The moment the thunderous changes in the sky started, Yang Yu felt that everything in front of him had stopped, and time seemed to have frozen.
In the world of silence, he was the only one who was not affected. The light of the sword he swung was accompanied by the light of thunder, reflecting everything that was frozen.
At this moment, he could clearly perceive all the subtle changes around him, including the slowly shaking gills of the hateful-looking old woman a hundred feet away, and the slowly rising light.
Time will not stop for one person. All this is happening due to his speed under the thunderous change...
"cut!"
With one strike of the sword, Yang Yu's mind and body became silent, except for a human skeleton that emerged in his mind.
While he was thinking, a waterfall of sword light passed through the boiling sword light, and once again came into contact with the old woman!
"ah!"
The extreme stinging pain surged from the outside to the inside. Mother Liansheng's face trembled and her eyes shrank violently.
At this moment, she felt that her muscles, bones, body, soul, and even her heart were being torn apart by extreme sharpness.
Taoism comes from magical power, but it is not magical power.
Even though she has been practicing for three thousand years, she still cannot completely abandon the trivial rituals before performing Taoist magic. As a result, even if the Taoist magic is permanent in her body, she will never be able to activate it immediately.
This is her only weakness.
However, this is only relatively speaking. Over the past three thousand years, almost no one has been able to grasp her weakness.
But this knife...
quick!
Almost reaching the limit!
She really couldn't believe how a junior who could only become a Martial Saint could have such extreme speed.
Even with the magical powers of the kid from Xuankong Mountain, there was no way he could explode at such a terrifying speed.
Can't avoid it, can't stop it!
'This knife can kill me...'
She only felt that the eyes were full of thunder and light, as if the ancient gods were resurrected, and at this moment, they were displaying the ultimate punishment from heaven.
Divine power is like prison...
"Um?!"
When this idea came to her mind, Liansheng's mother's expression was in a trance for a moment.
In a trance, she seemed to be dreaming back three thousand years ago.
After the sixth generation of Fen Dynasty, the Qin Emperor ruled the world and became the first unified emperor in recorded history since ancient times.
As a survivor of the Wei Kingdom, she, together with three thousand alchemists, took a boat to the East China Sea to find immortals for the emperor.
Three thousand years have passed, and she has forgotten many things, but she still remembers the day when she was blessed.
It was a stone tablet with only four characters. Just four characters seemed to contain all the mysteries of the world.
She understood the four words "Pity the Old Mother" from it, and her senior brother, who was also an apprentice of the alchemist, realized that,
‘The Great Sun Tathagata’.
But even her senior brother didn't know that before the stone tablet shattered, she also saw four other words on it...
"Divine power, like prison!"
boom!
Boom!
The extremely intense thunder light once again dispersed all the colors in the world.
Brilliant white light filled the world here. Even Mu Qingliu, who was staring intently, lost his perception of the outside world for a moment.
call!
It seemed like a moment, but it seemed like a long, long time later.
There was a loud sound like the earth was shaking, and together with the bright and bright thunder, they disappeared into the sky and the earth.
The air flow pushed out by the terrifying aftermath of the collision turned into a strong wind and dispersed the smoke, dust and fog that filled the city.
quiet!
Under the strong wind, there was deathly silence inside and outside the city.
Including Jiang Wuyan, who fled to the city wall, and Wang Muzhi, who was on the ruins of the city lord's palace, everyone's eyes were uncontrollably focused on the wind.
At this moment, even though there were many great masters and martial saints present, their hearts were beating like drums and their breathing was short.
Did you win?!
Lu Qingting, who was forcefully moving with the speed of a god, couldn't help but feel short of breath. He looked around, but felt a chill in his heart.
awful!
It's too awful!
The strong wind blew away the wisps of gunpowder smoke, and the first thing that came into view was the 'charred corpse' with almost no flesh on it, and it was so charred that no facial features could be seen.
His identity can only be identified from the broken knife.
"Are you still defeated..."
Looking at the old woman opposite the charred corpse, who seemed to be still intact, not only Lu Qingting, but also Mu Qingliu, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.
But soon, he realized something was wrong.
Boom!
Boom!
A heartbeat that sounded like a drum beat came from the body of the 'scorched corpse', and then, the sound of water flowing through the body like a stormy wave crashing on the shore.
This is the sound made by the violent flow of blood.
Kakakka~
Accompanied by bursts of tooth-piercing sounds of friction between gold and iron, pieces of skin and flesh that looked like charcoal fell off. Underneath, Yang Yu's face was extremely pale.
"Diyuan Great Pill, there are still two..."
A low and hoarse voice came from the old woman's chest, and her breath fell to an extremely low level the moment she opened her mouth.
The light on her body also seemed dim at this moment, and even gradually extinguished.
"The power of God is like prison, the power of God is like prison..."
Her breath was getting weaker and weaker, but she didn't seem to notice it. She just glanced at Yang Yu who was standing unsteadily with sudden regret:
"If I had guessed it was you earlier, I would never have used that sacrifice seal. It's a pity, it's a pity..."
"Sacrifice Seal!"
Yu Baimei's expression changed drastically, and then he saw dense bloody lines emerging under Yang Yu's skin.
These lines are like living creatures, constantly squirming, even giving people a terrifying illusion that they are about to burst out of the body at any time.
The full name of the Seal of Sacrifice is the Seal of Compassion and Sacrifice.
Taken from the teachings of Liansheng Cult, after the old mother created the world for seven days, ten thousand demons came to attack. The old mother was burdened with the weight of the world and could not fight back, so she had to sacrifice her life to eliminate the demons.
This is a move that kills the enemy!
Not only that, according to legend, this body-sacrifice seal is somewhere between Taoist magic and strange magic. The twisted lines are the gathering of blood, energy, and spirit used to perform the magic.
There are even rumors that this technique has the ability to take over others.
Of course he didn't believe this, but this sacrifice mark was cast by an old monster who had survived for more than three thousand years...
"The Seal of Sacrifice with Three Thousand Years of Skill..."
Coughing out a mouthful of dirty blood, Yang Yu was exhausted to the extreme. That body-sacrifice seal was really unimaginable and tyrannical.
If it weren't for the two Earth Yuan Great Pills at the bottom of his tongue, if it weren't for this hundred-forged level frame, if it weren't for Feng Wushuang's return wind and fire, if it weren't for the old monk's magical power...
Even if he kills the old monster with his sword first, he is afraid that he will die before her.
but……
"You are really amazing for being able to kill me, but it's a pity..."
As the faint voice floated, Yang Yu suddenly focused his attention, and under the secluded sky, he saw only a ray of light dissipating.
Just like the old demon from Montenegro.
"You can't leave!"
Thick blood gushes out from the seven orifices, Yang Yu rises violently with a knife, and in the cauldron of gluttony, the purple-gold evil-swallowing treasure gourd becomes violent.
laugh!
The cold wind blew like a knife.
Under everyone's gaze, the flesh and blood from Liansheng's mother fell off like withered petals.
In just a few breaths, her head, upper body, limbs, and no flesh could be seen again. All that was exposed were white bones!
Cut into pieces by a thousand cuts!
"ah!"
It seemed to be infinitely more painful than being cut by a thousand cuts, and a vicious roar that could pierce the eardrums came out from the void.
Liansheng’s mother was furious to the extreme:
"How dare you destroy my dharma body?!"
boom!
Falling heavily to the ground, blood spurting out, Yang Yu's eyes were as fierce as a ghost walking out of the netherworld:
"So what?!"
At this moment, he was extremely embarrassed, but all the eyes looking at him were filled with fear and awe.
No matter how embarrassed he is at the moment, no matter what methods he uses, and what a huge price he pays.
But he really killed the old monster that had lived for more than three thousand years in full view of everyone.
This is something that no outstanding person has ever done in the past three thousand years!
Not in three thousand years!
"Invincible..."
Feeling the extremely ferocious glance, Chu Tianyi's body trembled and he did not dare to look directly into his eyes.
And his mind, like everyone present, was filled with this thought.
"Yang prison..."
Unconsciously he let go of the hand holding the child, and Qi Daoguang let out a long breath. Apart from being exhausted mentally and physically, he was also very complicated.
As unruly as he is, he can't help but remain silent.
Then, he turned around and attacked the panic-stricken Liansheng congregation in the square. Under Fang Tian's painted halberd, blood flowed like a river.
Lu Qingting hesitated to speak, but just silently caught the Seven Tribulations Sword.
After removing the sword, Yu Baimei's heart was also very complicated, including shock, admiration, doubts and worries.
After standing stunned for a long time, he looked at the great Zen Master Huan Dan who was sitting among the monks in Lanke Temple.
The old monk who had been entangled with him for half his life died in front of his older self...
"I think you won..."
He bowed slightly and sighed in his heart, the same fate would soon be over, Huan Dan was not afraid, and he himself was not afraid either.
Unfortunately, his magical power had no impact on the battle situation. Even if he wanted to fight for his life, he had no chance.
boom!
Everyone had different thoughts, and when they were retreating or staying, there was another thunder in the city.
"The noble Martial Saint specializes in doing such dirty things. Ning Wuqiu, you are really a shame to the Martial Saint!"
The two-color lightning flashed, and Wang Muzhi, dressed in hunting clothes, stood behind Yang Yu, forcing back Ning Wuqiu, who had sneaked up from the void.
"There should not be another Zhang Xuanba in this world!"
Ning Wuqiu's voice echoed inside and outside the city, and he fled far away in an erratic manner.
He is extremely fast and knows how to escape thousands of miles without hitting a single strike. Even Wang Muzhi and Qi Daoguang cannot catch up with him.
"Amitabha……"
Taking a deep look at Yang Yu who was sitting in the ruins, Guangjue clasped his hands together, bowed slightly, turned around and left.
A group of monks who were lucky enough to survive followed suit.
None of them said anything, but the ghostly eyes in the ruins lingered in their hearts.
Even years later, I still can't forget it.
…
…
Huhu~
Heavy snow accompanied by cold wind blew across the undulating Dayan Mountains.
In a dense forest somewhere, Taoist Lin coughed up blood repeatedly, seemingly hurting his origin, but his expression was as excited as he had ever been.
Holding a palm-sized locust tree in both hands, he walked carefully. As he walked, he couldn't help but shed tears.
He knew that the master was inside the locust tree, but he couldn't see or hear him at all. He could only feel his presence vaguely.
"Go back, go back. Yang Yu holds the book of life and death, there must be a way, there must be a way..."
With tears in the corners of his eyes and sweat on his forehead, he carefully walked out of Dayan Mountain. He did not interact with the people or animals he encountered on the road and retreated in advance.
He really didn't want any more setbacks.
Huhu~
Focusing entirely on the locust tree in his palm, he did not see the floating clouds and mist in the Dayan Mountains behind him.
And that calm and indifferent gaze.
"I still remember that back then, you promised a certain family to take care of the true seeds for my future generations to practice martial arts..."
It was a towering giant tree that did not wither even in the wind and snow. On the trunk, a human face seemed to emerge, like a statue of a god.
He looked calmly at the floating clouds and mists in Dayan Mountain:
"You did a good job, taking care of everything!"
"evil creature……"
The voice of extreme pain and hatred rang out from the clouds. He immediately noticed the existence of the giant tree statue and turned into a muffled groan:
"Without Laoshen, most of the martial arts in the world would have been lost! Doesn't this count as care?"
"It is human nature to cherish my broom, so there is nothing I can do about it..."
The giant tree statue let out a long sigh.
"Dharma, Sloppy, Mad Monk, Gao Jia, Zhang Yuanzhu, Zhang Xuanba... You have eaten most of the fruits accumulated over three thousand years."
The voice of the statue is cold and solemn:
"You have to spit it out!"
"Are you going to do anything to me?!"
The clouds and mist suddenly rioted, followed by an extremely violent collision of air:
"impossible!"
boom!
The huge muffled sound spread to more than ten miles away, and people in many villages that depended on Dayan Mountain heard it.
Looking around in horror, I saw that the clouds and mist in the entire Dayan Mountain were rolling, as if there were flashes of Buddha's light.
It seemed like a moment, but it seemed like a long time, the violent fluctuations subsided.
"I allow you to go out because I want you to cut off his path for me and open the way for martial arts. I don't want you to kill him..."
The face on the giant tree gradually dimmed until it disappeared:
"You, remember!"
"you!"
The voice under the mist was spiteful and unwilling. She seemed to want to say something, but in the end it turned into a sneer of unknown meaning:
"You will regret this!"
call!
The Buddha's light disappeared, the giant tree burned itself in the wind and snow, and the ethereal voice fell into nothingness:
"I never regret it!"
…
…
call!
suck!
The long breathing sound blew the wind and snow inside and outside the city.
Under Wang Muzhi's protection, Yang Yu fell into deep trance and adjusted his breath to heal his injuries.
The injuries on his body were beyond his imagination.
What's even more troublesome is the mark of sacrifice in addition to the injury.
After closing his eyes, Yang Yu felt that there was a big tree inside his body, and its roots spread to every detail around him.
Periosteum, muscles, blood, blood vessels, hundreds of meridians, entrance hall...
From the outside in, from the inside out.
As a result, he had to give up after trying it once, and had to first transfer Qi and blood to treat internal and external injuries.
At the same time, Tongyou urged it and looked at the purple gold gourd that was expanding violently and shrinking inside the Cauldron of Gluttony.
[Pity the Old Mother (Golden Body Old Mother)]
[One of the Nine Mothers in Pity, the golden old mother with the body of mother and son]
[Fate: turtle shape]
[Fate number: Thirteen purple, one gold, one red]
[...(Twelve Taoist Skills), Nine Worlds Fighting Immortals (Dark Purple), No Good and No Evil (Light Gold), Be Cautious (Dark Red)]
[Status: Dying]
"Ninth World Fighting Immortal?!"
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Introduction: It is the time when the five turbid tribulations are approaching, all living beings in the world are filthy, and the gods and Buddhas in the sky are also dim and depressed during the tribulation.
Awakening from the big dream, Chu Hao became the emperor of a country.
Looking around, I saw that all the civil and military officials in the court had been reduced to flesh and blood puppets, and there was not a single living person in the entire palace.
When he raised his head, he saw the golden dragon whining, and a huge dark red centipede tightly bound it with its thousand legs, greedily devouring the fate of a country.
Fortunately, Tiansheng sign-in system;
Every time you sign in, you will receive unexpected rewards.
The Bronze Jiuding controls Jiuzhou, and the Twelve Golden Men guard the four directions!
Even heroes from all ages were invited to help him break through the evil world of five turbidities that had befallen him and build a divine dynasty for all eternity!