"Okay, so what if I'm a real monk? I really need to meet this fairy for a while today." Before she finished speaking, there was a burst of spiritual light on her body, and a visible arrogance swept across her body. The arrogance was green, and it passed by.
At this point, the tight lock caused by the spiritual pressure disappeared without a trace.
"This..." Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't mention it for the time being. The old monster's face was full of astonishment. The so-called spiritual pressure is a kind of momentum of high-level monks. I have never heard of anything that can break the cyan color.
What exactly is the flame of light?
Not only that, while this woman was breaking the opponent's pressure, her own aura was also rising steadily. Originally, she was only in the early stage of True Lord, two levels lower than Yuwen Zhouyuan, but in an instant, the spiritual power she exuded,
It has reached the peak of Zhenjun's later period.
And it's still rising...it doesn't end until it reaches the peak. It seems that there is only a thin line left before the true self stage.
"So you have hidden strength, but so what!" There are many more cultivators in the True Lord's later stage. As long as the bottleneck has not been broken through, compared with us True Self stage cultivators, the gap is huge.
The old monster was stunned at first, and then sneered and said: "Although he felt something was wrong in his heart, emotionally he couldn't accept that he would stop for fear of two immortal cultivators at the True King stage.
Possibly, when things have reached this stage, it is no longer a matter of revenge for his subordinates, but a matter of his own face.
If he leaves without fighting now and the news spreads, he will become the laughing stock of the entire Dongzhou Divine Realm.
Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't care so much. Compared with facing the incarnation of Lord Jiaowen, this battle was obviously easier. There was someone to share his pressure.
"Fairy, let's work together to extract this old monster's soul and refine it, and then divide his storage bag equally. What do you think, fellow Taoist?" Yuwen Zhouyuan spoke as if no one was watching, as if he was not facing a high-level person.
Immortal cultivators are like side dishes delivered to their doorsteps.
"Since fellow Taoist said this, how can I have the nerve to refuse? The competition between us just now has not resulted in a winner, so let's see who can take off the head of this old monster first." A smile appeared on the woman's face, which made her laugh.
The originally angular face became a little brighter and softer.
To be honest, she is very beautiful, and this kind of beauty is more heroic than that of ordinary female cultivators.
The conversation between the two made the Sea Monster Clan of the True Self Stage become so angry that he vomited blood. Never before, no True Lord Stage monk dared to be so arrogant in front of him. Even if he met a monk of the same level, generally speaking,
The other party was also polite.
Because that true-self monk not only has formidable strength, he is also the younger brother of the contemporary Horned Dragon King.
Their status and strength are not comparable to those of ordinary casual cultivators. However, at this moment, they are actually being insulted by two juniors here. Is it wrong? Are these two bold guys eating the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard?
A flash of anger flashed across Yuwen Zhouyuan's face. Not only his eyes, but also his face and neck turned blood red, and a crazy fighting spirit spread out.
"The devil's blood-devouring technique, no! It's more like a mad body, but this kind of physique is not only possessed by monsters. Why..." Yuwen Zhouyuan's face showed a bit of surprise, but now, he was no longer in the mood to think about it.
There are so many, so the most important thing is to strike first.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's whole body flashed with light, and the body refining technique emerged. At the same time, he raised his right hand, and his whole body was filled with strong demonic power. Then a five-color aura flashed, and a demonic bird-like sharp claw appeared in front of his eyes, and his nails were shining like a blade.
The cold light then danced lightly, and the sound of chissing through the air reached the ears. Countless gorgeous claws appeared... What was heart-stopping was that there were countless weird things that appeared inside. In a flash, they disappeared from the place.
.
Immediately afterwards, it actually appeared three feet in front of the opponent, split into two groups, and swarmed away like a swarm of him.
"Huh?" The old monster's face was full of astonishment. There seemed to be some kind of law contained in this claw light, but that kind of thing was clearly not something that True Lord Stage monks could touch, but at this moment, he was in no mood.
After thinking about it, his mind moved, and a strange armor appeared.
Armor refining, but this old monster's armor is a bit ugly in terms of style, but its defensive power is quite unique. When the claws hit it, the surface of the armor rippled like ripples, and it actually
This terrible attack was absorbed.
The attack was useless, but Yuwen Zhou Yuanyuan never thought how easy the battle would be. Compared with when all the clones of Lord Jiaowen were attacked, his own strength had improved a bit!
Therefore, at the same moment when Yuwen Zhouyuan released his claw light, Yuwen Zhouyuan stretched out his left hand, flipped his wrist and the green flying sword emerged.
Along with it, the sound of nature entered the ears. This time, both opponents and comrades were a little surprised. At the same time, there were only a handful of immortal cultivators who had the magical power of music.
Yuwen Zhouyuan pointed his finger at the Zen staff and pointed out: "Quick!" Before his voice fell, he saw thousands of sword shadows emerging, covering half of the sky, like Mount Tai pressing down on the top, or like a strong wind and rain that turned into huge waves.
Hit the opponent's head hard.
"Stupid guy, do you think I don't have any treasures?" The bald sea monster shouted angrily, and a bead-shaped object flew out from his sleeve robe. However, it was not a sea-suppressing bead.
Blood red, it fell into the sea with a splash, and then an incredible scene happened. For dozens of miles in radius, the entire sea was dyed red and glowed with a strange color.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's heartbeat sped up inexplicably. A bad premonition...
However, when fighting, once a move is made, there is no reason to take it back. It is undoubtedly very stupid to do so. Yuwen Zhouyuan took a breath and suppressed this inexplicable feeling. The magic power in his body was like water bursting from a dam.
, pouring into this psychic Buddha treasure, the shadow of the staff became more and more dazzling, and the image of the Buddhist treasure wheel behind it came into view. Although it was very faint and faint, it obviously meant that the power of this treasure
, has been brought to the extreme.
"Hehe, you are so small, but you dare to seek death in front of me!" The Sea Monster Clan of the True Self showed no fear at all on his face. He also stretched out his hand and pointed towards the sea under his feet. A magic weapon was shocked from his fingers and disappeared quickly.
The sea surface.
Boom! A heart-stirring sound reached my ears. In an instant, countless whirlpools of various sizes appeared on the sea surface. Then the water in the whirlpool condensed and turned into ugly arms. The smallest ones were seven or eight feet long, or
The fingers were spread wide, or the fists were clenched, and they were violently blasted into the sky.
Bang! A loud sound passed into the ears, and all the stick shadows burst like bubbles. As expected of a true self-level immortal cultivator, once you get serious, the power of the moves is really huge!
Yuwen Zhouyuan's face was extremely ugly, but the matter was not over yet. When the shadow of the sword receded, the body of the Soul Sound Heavenly Sound Sword appeared in sight.
Then a cold smile appeared on the old monster's face, and he grabbed it and wanted to destroy him.
The sound of "rumbling" passed into the ears, and the electric light glowed on the surface of the strange hand, but it was blood red in color.
"No!" Yuwen Zhouyuan was shocked and angry. His Yuan Shen Magical Flying Sword can be attached with sound attack. If it is damaged by the Sea Monster Clan's True Self Stage monk, how can it be repaid?
Yuwen Zhouyuan was naturally reluctant in every possible way, but at this moment, it was obviously too late to save him. However, at this moment, a cyan halo flashed and a dazzling sword energy emerged, heading towards the old man.
Monster's head.
The location he attacked was a critical point. Even though the old monster from the Kraken tribe was wearing armor, he did not dare to look down upon it at all. He raised his left hand, drew a circle on his wrist, and a shield appeared in his palm.
"Stab..." The cyan light wave was blocked.
"You are stupid. You want to hurt me with a sword that cannot be drawn out of its sheath. Do you think you are a monk at the True Lord stage?" The bald siren said coldly.
However, before he finished speaking, a silver sword energy came into view, with runes spitting out from its surface. Its power was simply eye-catching. Wherever the sword energy passed, all the strange hands turned into nothingness.
"This..." The sea monster turned his head, his face full of alertness, and he saw Yuwen Zhouyuan holding a golden flying sword in his hand, but the sword exuded a powerful aura of destruction!
The face of the real sea monster was full of doubts, but his expression soon solidified, revealing a bit of surprise: "The Yuan Shen magic weapon Fei Jian containing Zhou Jin, you actually have the Yuan Shen magic weapon containing Zhou Jin in your hand.
Flying sword?"
"Isn't it true? Your Excellency, you will know it with your own experience." Yuwen Zhouyuan said coldly. Anyway, when the matter has reached this point, it is either you die or I live. Why is there any need to be polite when speaking?
The mysterious female cultivator shook her hands and said, "Isn't it stupid not to take out the sheath? Okay, let me show you how powerful my Qingmingxuan ice sword is."
The cloth wrapped around the surface fell off, and the sharp edge appeared in the sight, which stung Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes a little. The sword was like a stream of autumn water, but it showed a little cyan under the reflection of the sun.
Then the woman held the sword and rushed towards her opponent like this.
"What kind of trick is this?" Not to mention the sea monster tribe, even Yu Wen Zhouyuan, an ally, was very shocked. There are immortal cultivators who use magic weapons like this. The flying sword did not sacrifice it, but held it horizontally with her hand. She thought
Are you a secular martial arts master?
However, this woman didn't care so much. When she was in the middle, she swung the sword in her hand downwards. Suddenly, countless cyan sword shadows and red thunder arrows appeared, densely packed, and struck down towards the opponent's head and face.
There are so many of them that there is nowhere to hide, so hard connection is the only option.
A trace of shock flashed across the face of the sea monster clan, but he did not panic. He must have gone through so much suffering to reach this point in his cultivation. He definitely has rich experience in fighting. With a shake of his left hand, the shield in his palm flew away.
He flew out and turned into a thick curtain of light, protecting his whole body.
Weatherproof! Boom, boom, the next moment, the sound of explosions reached the ears, swords, arrows, thunder and fire hit hard, and the light curtain started to sway and flicker like a candle in the wind.