Xiang Ergou looked at the other trialists, his eyes were like two sharp swords, which made many people's scalp numb and they were away.
This is not a place where fighting is forbidden. When he was comprehending here, many people came to attack him, but they were all killed by him.
"Everyone, I borrow your body for you. Of course, I don't have any inappropriate thoughts about your body, I just want to fry and stew you and replenish your body!"
Xiang Chen looked at the many trialists around him and said sneeringly, "He doesn't have to work hard to find so many people here."
"Rat, arrogant!"
A black tiger monk with a tiger head and looks like a tiger pioneer inside the dark horse laughed angrily, pulled out the long sword he had tempered behind him, and used the sword as a sword to turn into a stream of light and killed Xiang Chen!
The black tiger cultivator roared and shook the sky, and his giant body with twisted muscles stomped on the ground. The black iron sword in his hand was slashed with the evil spirit of Gengjin.
The runes of the Taixu Sword "Void Slash" appeared on the blade, tearing a ten-foot-long space crack.
"I dare to show my ugly behavior just because I am the first move?"
Xiang Chen sneered, his fingertips condensed his purple gold sword light, and the same "Void Slash" cuts out across.
The moment the two sword energy collided, Xiang Chen's sword momentum suddenly changed, and the sword energy bypassed the axe shadow like a poisonous snake: "Break the emptiness!"
"Puff!" The sword light penetrated the protective energy of the Black Tiger monk and exploded a blood hole in his chest.
"How is that possible?" The Black Tiger monk widened his eyes, unable to believe that he could not even catch a move at the Hunyuan Jinxian realm.
Before the tiger corpse fell to the ground, Xiang Chen had already used the body technique in the Taixu Sword Sutra to escape and flash behind him, and his five fingers formed claws to snatch the sky spirit cap. The devouring magical power was activated, and the essence and blood of the tiger clan turned into golden mist and penetrated into seven orifices.
Suddenly, the woods below swayed.
Green afterimages flashed across the treetops, the monks of the mantis swung their six arms together, and six bone blades woven into a death knife net.
"Strike the void!" The vortex of the gourd sword sealed the retreat path in all directions, crushing the ancient trees along the way.
Xiang Chen lightly tapped his toes, and his body was traversing through the gaps in the knife net. Three bone blades passed by, cutting off a few strands of his hair.
"Little mantis, your strangulation is in its shape!"
Before he finished speaking, Xiang Chen's sword point drew a perfect arc, and the larger "Void Strike" sword vortex rolled upwards.
The mantis monk's knife net was broken like thin paper, and the six insect arms were broken at the same root.
“You’re very suitable for frying!”
Countless poisonous vines suddenly bulged on the ground, and the monks of the tree demon clan hid in ancient trees and controlled the vines to form cages.
Thousands of vine snakes wrap around the limbs of the neck dust, secreting corroding mucus at the tips. "Void escape?"
The tree demon sneered: "The space here has been locked by the old man!"
Xiang Chen's skin was covered with metallic luster, and the blood of the gold-eating rat was hard to resist poison corrosion. He closed his eyes and concentrated, and suddenly opened his eyes and shouted: "Break the emptiness!!"
The sword energy bursts out from the pores and the vines break inch by inch.
The aftermath of the sword force penetrated three thousand-year-old ancient trees, nailing the old demon hiding in the heart of the tree to the rock wall. The sword energy wrapped around the void slash exploded in its body, and the wood chips mixed with green blood splattered.
Suddenly, dark clouds were covered with strong winds.
The rainstorm was pouring down, and the monks of the Rain clan came in the rain, and every drop of rain turned into three feet of ice.
"Void strangle!" It is also Void strangle, but it is a different picture when he uses it in his hands. Thousands of ice edges rotate with the sword, forming an ice blade storm covering half a mile.
At the same time, the monks of the Fengshen clan hid in the clouds, and three green jade flying swords were wrapped in the prototype sword intent of "Void Destruction" to block Xiang Chen from moving the space.
Xiang Chen pinched the Void Escape Sword Technique with his left hand, flashing in the cracks of the storm, and drew seven sword energy in his right hand, breaking the core ice edges.
As the storm collapsed, he opened his mouth and swallowed the water spirit all over the sky. The qi of the Wuji Refining Heavenly Practice rushes through the stomach of the gold-eating rat, and actually refines the true water of the Rain Clan's natal life for himself.
Xiang Chen pushed out with his backhand, fusing the water-based sword energy of the Void Slash, cutting off the Rain Clan monks in half.
The monk of the Wind God clan stepped on the whirlwind, holding a blue sword in his hand, and looked at Xiang Chen coldly.
"I didn't expect that you would actually cultivate the Taixu Sword Sutra to the realm of great success."
Xiang Chen grinned: "Didn't you learn the three ways of each other?"
The monk of the Fengshen clan snorted coldly and waved his sword.
"The first move of Taixu Sword Sutra - Void Slash!"
"The second style of Taixu Sword Sutra - Break the Void!"
"The third style of Taixu Sword Sutra - Void Strike!"
Three different sword energy moves intertwined into a net, covering Xiang Chen.
A trace of solemnity flashed in Xiang Chen's eyes, and his hands formed seals.
The body suddenly turned into a afterimage.
His figure shuttled through the sword energy net, as flexible as a swimming fish.
"The fifth style of Taixu Sword Sutra - Void and Silence!"
A purple gold sword energy broke out into the air, tearing the sword energy net apart.
Xiang Chen's figure appeared behind the monks of the Fengshen clan, and a sword energy burst out from his fingertips.
"puff!"
The monk of the Wind God Clan spewed out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards. His chest was penetrated by the sword energy, and all the wind-type magical powers were destroyed.
The monks of the Fengshen clan stretched out their green wings, quickly stabilized their bodies, transformed into nine clones surrounding Xiang Chen, each holding the Void Destroy Sword Seal.
The body sneered: "Even if you have all five styles, can you block the annihilation of the nine levels of voids?"
Xiang Chen wiped away the blood stains at the corner of his mouth, and suddenly dispersed the sword energy of protecting his body. The first Void Destruction pierced the left shoulder, and the second to tear the right abdomen, but he formed a strange sword seal in a thunderous laughter.
When the eighth sword light came to the body, eighty-one void escape shadows suddenly appeared all over the body.
"Look at it, this is the Taixu Sword Intent!"
The afterimage returns to one another, Xiang Chen’s sword aims at the sky. The five sword energy merges for the first time - the Void is slashed as the edge, the Void is broken as the spine, the Void is slid into the shank, the Void is escaping as the handle, and the Void is destroyed as the soul. A thousand-foot sword rainbow penetrates the heaven and earth, and the nine wind gods’ clones melt like wax.
The body quickly spread its green wings and wanted to escape, but was swept by the aftermath of the sword rainbow, and half of the divine body collapsed in the air.
The remaining hundreds of monks had their livers and gallbladders and fled in scattered.
Xiang Chen stepped on the void and escaped through the battlefield, and the sword energy flew across his neck like harvesting wheat ears.
The archers of the elf clan were penetrated by the sword of Boxu, the golden immortal of the tree demon was crushed by the void to destroy the body, and the remaining rain clan was shaken into blood mist by the void sword energy.
When the head of the last Fengshen monk flew up, Xiang Chen stood between the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood.
The Shura bloodline roared, and three hundred blood qi were like a river returning to the sea, all absorbed into the body. Xiang Chen's body seemed to be an unfathomable abyss. So many of the Eternal True Immortals of Hunyuan Jinxian's body were swallowed into the body without feeling even if they were swallowed into it.
The blood vessels of the Gold-Devouring Rat in Xiang Chen's body and the blood vessels of the Gold-Devouring Rat were also crazily activated to improve. The cultivation skills, qi and blood power were improved every second as if they had been a year after practicing.
"Are you really a gold-eating rat?"
Bai Yang felt a little numb when he looked at this scene. Are you all people of the same dimension? Is this the gold-eating rat? The genius of the upper divine beast race is just like this.
Xiang Chen looked at his record number at 900 and looked at Bai Yang and asked, "How much have you understood?"
Bai Yang said depressedly: "I just realized the beginning, but I haven't achieved it yet."
Chapter completed!