Chapter 1433, Immortal Mountain smashes the golden robe
Countless foams floated in the deep sea.
These bubbles contain countless fragments of souls, each of which presents a magnificent and mysterious picture, but it is a pity that it disappears instantly like a flash in the pan.
But Yuan Wei's mother and son, standing in the Dragon Palace, seemed to have seen an epic picture with a strong sense of history, and their hearts were extremely shocked.
A group of dragons rose up and intertwined in the thundering sky, covering the sky and the sun.
One after another, the figures of stalwart human monks also rushed into the sky, using their supreme methods to forcibly tear apart the space, suppress the Gangfeng, and block the avenue.
There is a forbidden magic circle rising up on the vast land, which contains the power that can truly make the avenue of the mortal world perfect.
There are at least a thousand of these forbidden magic circles.
The erosion of time has gradually caused these magic circles that completed their missions to disappear, but there are still some left.
It became the location of a group of Buddhist temples.
Some of them were left behind by the ancient saints using unnatural means and turned into a cloud.
Others become treacherous paths in chaos.
It was a chaotic era, but it was also a brilliant era.
"Disappeared...disappeared." The Heavenly Demon Lord watched the huge dragon body in front of him turn into dust and dissipate, and he couldn't help but feel a lot in his heart.
This Dragon Ancestor has experienced all major events in ancient times and has finally survived to this day.
If the final power is unleashed, it is not impossible to smash the stars and the moon, and shatter the current Wenxin Realm.
But he used the last of his soul power on the inner world of Jie Yin Wen.
Yuan Wei was silent for a long time, bowing her head in silence for a moment to express her respect.
The dragon clan is decayed and only knows blood and fighting.
But the old dragon in front of her deserves her heartfelt respect.
"Let's go." Yuan Wei raised her head and said suddenly.
True Lord Tian Yao was puzzled: "Mother, where are we going?"
"He said it was successful, but it's not considered a success, so the next step is probably the most difficult part." Yuan Wei's demonic pupils bloomed like black lotuses: "I can probably guess why he insisted on us to activate it.
In the Dragon Palace, only we dragons who have ascended from the lower realms can really pay attention to matters in the heart realm."
The Heavenly Demon King suddenly understood.
This Dragon Ancestor was afraid that after his death, his words would lose their binding force.
So you have to find a dragon who is willing to do this.
The matter of ascension to the world once caused a group of native creatures in the spiritual world to attack.
I'm afraid there will be quite a commotion now.
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In the immortal tomb.
The sky is dark and the earth is dark, the sun and moon have no light.
Large areas of ancient ruins were shattered, and the Lingchuan River turned into powder.
There are figures of golden robes everywhere.
The terrifying golden light covered everything in the outside world, and the ferocious bloody light filled the world wantonly, but a white figure stood firm in the golden light.
Lin Xi's clone burst out with extremely terrifying energy, disrupting the path in the immortal tomb with every move he made.
"God leads Wuji!"
The Tai Chi diagram with clear yin and yang is presented, mysterious and infinite, as if it can breed endless life. This power resists the golden light, making it difficult for it to penetrate even a bit.
This Taoist method inherited from the old monster Tunshan once again shines with brilliance, which is very terrifying.
More than twenty corpses of men in golden robes were already lying on the ground.
But there was no sign of relaxation on Lin Xi's face.
Because he is under increasing pressure.
None of these golden-robed men are ordinary people. Many of them are old monsters at the semi-saint level. Although they have suppressed their own realm and entered the Immortal Tomb, their understanding of power is very deep.
It cannot be measured by common sense.
Even though Lin Xi's clone was made from the remains of the ancient saint and contained the secrets of the human body, the level of utilization was still too low to exert its true power.
The attacks of the men in golden robes became more and more fierce. Their eyes were full of madness. They didn't even know what it meant to hold back. They were almost fighting for their lives.
"Sure enough, you are a remnant of a demonic cultivator, and your methods are indeed amazing, but how long can you hold on?" The leader, the skinny golden-robed man, looked at Lin Xi coldly.
Lin Xi retorted: "So many of you have already died before I used my magic cultivation method. If I used the ancient magic weapon of magic cultivation, do you think you can only kill so many people?"
The skinny golden robe was slightly frightened, his eyes were cloudy and uncertain, and he was inexplicably afraid.
He is naturally afraid of demonic cultivation techniques and magic weapons.
Even the oracle clearly stated that the inheritance must be completely cut off, which must be very extraordinary.
Taking advantage of the opponent's distraction, Lin Xi moved her feet to perform Taoist magic, and killed three more golden robes with a clean and crisp attack.
"No, if he is so powerful, why has he delayed using it? Besides, his current aura and methods have nothing to do with the demon cultivator. Are you not a remnant of the demon cultivator? Who are you?" The skinny golden robe realized something was wrong.
Lin Xi didn't answer at all, but tried his best to kill Jinpao to relieve the pressure.
After the clone was successfully refined, it almost did not participate in the battle, and spent most of its time meditating and practicing.
It was quite unexpected.
The clone's strength is already very strong, and may not be weaker than the original one, but there is one thing that is completely inferior to the original one, and that is the terrifying recovery ability of the magic cultivation technique.
The clone cannot recover most of its spiritual power by taking just one breath like the original.
Therefore, the trend of spiritual power deficiency is becoming more and more obvious.
The feeling of fatigue is coming.
But he couldn't show it, he had to hold on.
If these golden-robed men were allowed to find the exit of the Immortal Tomb, it would be over. The ascension would be destroyed, the powerful monks would be basically broken, and no one could stop the golden-robed men from slaughtering them.
"If it really doesn't work, let's abandon this clone." Lin Xi thought silently in her heart.
Buzz~~
The immortal tomb shook violently.
It seems as if some force is affecting the world.
The clone felt the message coming from the original body, with a look of surprise in its eyes: "Success?! Hahahahaha, I really didn't expect it!"
The violent tremors in the Immortal Tomb may be caused by the Wenxin Realm about to ascend.
If this is the case, then losing an important clone is acceptable.
"What's going on!" The skinny golden robe frowned and looked around the immortal tomb, but couldn't find where the vibration came from.
Lin Xi looked at the golden-robed man in front of her, with some pity in her eyes: "Your plan to massacre the mortal world is about to fail. The Immortal Tomb and the Wenxin Realm are about to be disconnected, and you will not be able to survive."
With her mind relaxed, Lin Xi finally couldn't bear it anymore. Her breath dropped visibly, and she seemed to have lost the power to resist.
The skinny golden robe roared: "At least I can kill you! That's enough."
"Come on." Lin Xi smiled slightly and was ready to die.
Only then did he finally understand how powerful the magic cultivation technique was.
If it were me, even if I were defeated, detonating the source would be enough to kill them together.
But the clone's spiritual power was exhausted and it was so weak that it couldn't even burn its original source.
At this moment, a huge fairy mountain floated up in the distance. The peaks were majestic and green, lingering with a very mysterious atmosphere, vaguely revealing some extraordinary Taoist charm.
The fairy mountain unexpectedly came at a speed that was difficult for the naked eye to keep up with, and smashed directly into the group of golden-robed men.
"Ah!"
The screams of the men in golden robes kept coming and going.