But when he saw the lightning, it was as bright as day. Yuwen Zhouyuan's face darkened, and he patted the storage bag without hesitation. Four sharp sword lights flew out! Each one carried a sword that could kill the true king.
meaning!
"Here, are these four Yuan Shen magic weapons? No! Including the Yuan Shen magic weapon flying sword in his hand, there are five. Who is this young man? How come he has such a deep net worth!"
After all, Guo Xiaotian has lived for hundreds of years, and he has some eyesight. He can see the power of the Five Elements Flying Sword at a glance.
It's just that Guo Xiaotian doesn't understand why Yuwen Zhouyuan is so young, how can he refine five Yuan Shen Magical Flying Swords? Not to mention the power of this sword, even ordinary large sects may not be able to gather these materials. Which sect is he?
The direct disciple of the sect??
Even with so many primordial magic weapons, controlling these flying swords will consume a lot of spiritual energy. Even if you set up the simplest defensive formation, the amount of spiritual energy consumed is not something that ordinary people can bear!
Naturally, Guo Xiaotian didn't know that although Yuwen Zhouyuan's cultivation was at the peak of the True King, his spiritual consciousness had already reached the peak of the Early True Emperor, surpassing the True Self and True King by two full levels.
Seeing Yuwen Zhouyuan launch four more flying swords, even Jiang Chunlei was slightly surprised.
And Yuwen Zhouyuan made a finger gesture, and combined the Houtu Zaide Sword and the four swords in his hand. The five sword lights were divided into ten and ten, and a thousand sword shadows were instantly separated into five lines, each forming a sword rain.
Under the control of Yu Wen Zhouyuan's powerful spiritual thoughts, the sword rain was zero and not chaotic, and it hit one place after another with thunder!
The thunder and sword shadows clashed like fireworks. The most wonderful thing was that when the thick soil-laden sword clashed with the thunder, it would be released from time to time to fight back for An Lei, and at the same time, it would constantly swallow up the scattered thunder.
Come and replenish your thunder power!
At this time, the rain of swords and thunder exploded against the vast mana fluctuations, spreading out and pushing Yuwen Zhouyuan and Jiang Chunlei back hundreds of feet each before they stabilized their bodies.
It's just that Yuwen Zhouyuan's figure is a little embarrassed, and his hair has a slightly burnt smell, and now it's affected by the lightning.
On the other hand, Jiang Chunlei was unscathed, but his magic power was exhausted after using the lightning!
Guo Xiaotian took a breath of air. Such a terrifying lightning was actually blocked by Yuwen Zhouyuan, a young boy!
"Boy, you are very good, but you are still too weak!" Jiang Chunlei looked at Yu Wen Zhouyuan with less contempt. Yu Wen Zhou is probably the only true master in the world who can be respected by the black-dressed Owl Po Emperor.
One person!
"Oh? Really? You've exhausted your magic power, but your tone is still arrogant." Yuwen Zhouyuan's expression was neither happy nor sad, and he was not at all proud of receiving Jiang Chunlei's spell.
On the contrary, Yu Wen Zhouyuan did not show weakness in his words, but the fear towards Jiang Chunlei in his eyes gradually increased.
But he saw Jiang Chunlei, opening his mouth and spitting out a bolt of lightning, a wave of death power that enveloped Yuwen Zhouyuan's heart!
"Death to this emperor!" Jiang Chunlei sneered, and the lightning spurted out from his mouth, as fast as thunder, and rushed straight into the Yuwen Universe Yuan Consciousness Sea!
But Yuwen Zhouyuan was caught off guard, his face turned pale and he held a magic talisman in his arms, which turned into powder with a "click", and lightning flashed around the powder.
What a danger! Yu Wen Zhouyuan was slightly startled. The broken spiritual talisman was naturally the death talisman. If Yu Wen Zhouyuan had not been careful and prepared the death talisman, he would have been instantly killed by the lightning spewed from Jiang Chunlei's mouth.
kill!
What a weird method, this lightning actually attacks the sea of consciousness! What a weird method!
Could it be the legendary emperor’s artistic conception!
This attack method is most likely to be mastered by masters above the true emperor level.
The emperor's artistic conception is divided into various categories of artistic conception, and Jiang Chunlei's artistic conception has only one word - kill!
Kill until there are mountains of bones! Kill until the common people are stained with blood! Kill until the earth is turned upside down, ghosts cry, immortals are frightened!
As for Yu Wen Zhouyuan, he had no time to think about it, because the second bolt of lightning from the black-dressed Owl Lady erupted from his mouth again! It came like a roar of thunder!
At this moment, Yuwen Zhouyuan had no reservations and without any hesitation, he immediately released the Soul Separation Art to release the wood-attributed Yuanying, and let the wood-attributed Yuanying control the thick soil-laden sword to release An Lei and the lightning.
, fight against each other!
"boom!"
This time Yuwen Zhouyuan no longer has the undead talisman to protect him, so he must go all out. If the lightning enters the sea of consciousness, then no matter how many tricks he has, he will definitely die!
The wood-attribute Nascent Soul clone controlled the Houde-carrying sword with the cultivation level of the True King. It was released into the earth as An Lei and clashed with the lightning. It resounded through the sky. If Jiang Chunlei had not blocked the two hundred miles of void before, I am afraid that the masters from thousands of miles around would have
Alarmed!
The Guo family monks below were all dumbfounded. They couldn't interfere in the fight in the night sky. Even if they stood closer, they would be affected and die without a burial place!
Amidst the roar, Yuwen Zhouyuan's face became even paler, and the body of the wood-attributed Nascent Soul was also seriously injured. However, he looked at the lightning spewed out from Jiang Chunlei's unscrupulous mouth and felt a trace of cruelty in his heart.
So what about the true emperor’s attack, what about the black-dressed owl emperor, and what about the emperor’s artistic conception!
"Give it to me, kill it!" Yuwen Zhouyuan punched his chest and the injury was even more serious, but a mouthful of blood spurted out and shot into the body of the wood-attributed Yuanying. The strength of the wood-attributed Yuanying's clone immediately increased, almost instantly.
Jump up to a large level.
The sword energy swept across the lightning and shattered it. Jiang Chunlei vomited blood, the lightning in his mouth dispersed, and his complexion changed drastically!
"Impossible, my emperor's 'Emperor's Killing Realm' is the emperor's intention that I realized from the heavenly tribulation. I am almost invincible in the same realm. Why can you block my emperor's 'Emperor's Killing Realm'?"
'!"
The Emperor's Killing Realm was a famous method of terror even in ancient times!
The emperor's artistic conception, the emperor's killing realm!
The Emperor's Killing Realm is often understood from the heavenly calamity, and the murderous nature is even more serious. People who understand the Emperor's Killing Realm are often invincible existences at the same level!
Because of this artistic conception, it imitates the Heavenly Tribulation, and its power is naturally terrifying! The Heavenly Tribulation is something that even immortals, gods, and Buddhas must be afraid of!
And Jiang Chunlei used the Emperor's Killing Realm Lightning twice in total, but failed to kill Yuwen Zhouyuan both times. This was really beyond his expectation!
For the first time, Yu Wen Zhouyuan relied on the talisman for the dead, and he was in danger and blocked the lightning. The talisman for the dead cherished the dead things so much that it was not surprising that he could save his life.
But the second time Yuwen Zhouyuan still blocked the lightning of the Emperor's Killing Realm, relying on the wood-attribute Nascent Soul clone at the peak of the True King, the Houde Carrying Sword, and the method of laying into the earth to prepare for thunder released from the sword!
Jiang Chunlei never expected that Yuwen Zhouyuan would be able to release a clone of the wood attribute at the peak of the True King stage when he was at the peak of the True King, and Yuwen Zhouyuan's physical strength would actually reach the peak of the True King! But even with such means
, Jiang Chunlei didn’t think it could match his own Emperor’s Killing Realm Lightning.
The Emperor's Killing Realm is different from other Emperor's Realm. It cannot be defended by magic weapons. It specifically attacks the opponent's sea of consciousness. It is extremely powerful and can kill countless masters at the same time.
In the eighth area of the Ghost Jedi, the black-dressed Owl Po Emperor used the Emperor's Killing Realm Lightning to kill several True Emperor old monsters, and even defeated the Jade Boy Emperor with this lightning.
But today, the lightning of the Emperor's Killing Realm was broken by Yuwen Zhouyuan, even though the lightning was only released by the True Sovereign Level True Soul of the Black-dressed Owl Po Emperor!
And at the last moment, Yuwen Zhouyuan was so ruthless that he forcibly killed his own Emperor's Killing Realm Lightning with a self-inflicted punch.
For the first time, Jiang Chunlei felt a hint of fear towards Yuwen Zhouyuan, because his most powerful spell was defeated by Yuwen Zhouyuan!
"My magic power has been exhausted, and the Emperor's Killing Realm has been destroyed. I am no match for this son in a short time. I will run away today. If my true soul is cut off by this son, I will most likely be seriously injured or even seriously injured in my Ghost Jedi Land.
Falling off the realm!" Jiang Chunlei's face remained arrogant, but he was determined to retreat.
However, Jiang Chunlei believed that it would be impossible for him to escape without resorting to some means.
Jiang Chunlei flicked his fingers, and one of his fingers was cut off and popped out. He then gave a cold shout, and the broken finger bones immediately turned into ghost soldiers one by one. One born was two, two was born four, and four was eight. In an instant, there were nearly a thousand ghosts.
Soldiers and ghost soldiers stand on the sky, dance with swords and spears, and make shrill ghost roars. Each of them has the cultivation level of a real person!
As soon as the thousands of ghost soldiers were summoned, they immediately followed Jiang Chunlei's will and attacked Yuwen Zhouyuan. As for Jiang Chunlei himself, he retreated and pointed at the restriction he had set.
Suddenly they began to dissipate, and he took advantage of the situation and ran away!
"Hmph! Boy, you want to run away! With these group of real-life ghosts, how can they stop me!" Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes flashed with cold light. He and the Black-dressed Owl Lady Emperor were fighting to the death, so today Hei-dressed was let go.
With a trace of the true soul of Emperor Xiaopo, I will definitely face greater troubles in the future, and I must not let him go!
"Broken!" Yuwen Zhouyuan took back his wood-attributed Nascent Soul clone. He stepped on the green rainbow and chased the black-dressed Owl Po Emperor. At the same time, five Yuan Shen magical flying swords formed a five-element attack sword formation and swept across the sky.
Shrouded in Yuwen Zhouyuan’s sword energy!
Nearly a thousand real ghosts exploded and died one after another under the sweep of Yuwen Zhouyuan's five swords! They turned into blood mist and disappeared into smoke.
Yuwen Zhouyuan vomited out a mouthful of blood again, and his injuries worsened.
Jiang Chunlei summons a thousand real-life ghost soldiers with one move!
Yuwen Zhouyuan's move destroyed a thousand real-life masters!
The Guo family monks were horrified. What they saw tonight was definitely something they would never forget!
Above the night sky, Jiang Chunlei and Yuwen Zhouyuan, if they join forces, may be able to defeat all masters below the True Lord stage in the Taihuang Mountain cultivation world!
While escaping, Jiang Chunlei sensed that Yuwen Zhouyuan was chasing him, and his face showed shock.
Jiang Chunlei summoned a thousand ghost soldiers. Although each real-person stage did not think that they could kill Yuwen Zhouyuan, they expected that they could always stop one or two of them.
But what Jiang Chunlei didn't expect was that when Yuwen Zhouyuan met several people, he relied on the attack sword formation formed by the five Yuan Shen magic weapons flying swords to kill thousands of real-life masters!
The killing power of its sword array is almost as strong as that of the Emperor's Killing Realm in his own body!
"Impossible! Even the attack sword formation of the ancient monks should not be so powerful. Why is this sword formation so domineering!" Jiang Chunlei's voice was extremely low.
But Yuwen Zhouyuan seemed to hear Jiang Chunlei's voice and sneered: "It's the Soul-Slaying Sword Qi!"
"What! Impossible! The soul-slaying sword energy was used in ancient times to kill immortals, Buddhas and gods. How could you use it!" Jiang Chunlei said in surprise.