The last level to protect the essence and blood of Great Asura is the Storm Sword Sea.
Yang Ji has already clearly tested the reaction of this storm sword sea under different aura intensities, its reaction when facing two or more targets, and its changing rules under different distance conditions between targets.
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And everything was exactly as Yang Ji predicted!
"Boom!"
Countless fifth-level and sixth-level martial arts swords attacked like sharks smelling blood, stabbing the two Buddhist Vajra puppets summoned by Yang Ji.
The distance between the two Vajra puppets was no more or less, just enough to create a ripple and chaos. And Yang Ji was sheltered in this tiny ripple and chaos. When the two Vajra puppets absorbed most of the flying swords, only a few
Some of the flying swords were attracted by Yang Ji, whose aura had dropped to only the third level of martial arts.
But despite this, these flying swords at the fifth level of martial arts were still enough to pose a threat to Yang Ji. Yang Ji had to do his best, and when there was no chance, he used his right hand wearing a five-step snake skin to lift each of the extremely heavy swords.
The flying sword bounced away.
The power of only the third level of martial arts was unable to deal with the extremely heavy swords, but it was enough for Yang Ji to slightly change their movement trajectory.
Clang Clang Clang!
Yang Ji's body was curled up, his right hand was covered with five-step snake skin, and his five fingers kept shooting out bursts of sparks in the void, his expression was extremely calm.
"No! Don't let him escape!——"
The evil prince's dark golden mask flashed with light, and he was the first to feel that something was wrong. Yang Ji looked like he was seeking death, and he was clearly about to cross the stormy sword sea.
He didn't care whether Yang Ji could survive, but if he succeeded, he was afraid that the essence and blood of Da Asiu would become his treasure.
"Buzz!"
The evil prince's reaction was extremely fast. Sensing that something was wrong, the evil energy in his body roared, and with a step of his foot, it shot out of the air like a cannonball and crashed into the stormy sea of swords.
The sky in front of him darkened, and the infinite power of the flying sword became more powerful, roaring towards him. Buzz! In the flash of light and stone, the aura of the evil prince changed, and he dropped from the seventh level of martial arts to the third level of martial arts. His method was exactly the same as that of Yang Ji.
————The powerful evil princes are all born with exquisite minds and meticulous observation. Although Yang Ji tried his best to hide, he still could not escape from the evil prince's eyes.
"Boom!"
The next moment, something surprising happened. The void buzzed, and on the upper level of the Storm Sword Sea, several swords of the seventh level of martial arts flashed with cold light, as if they were attracted by some kind of magnet, and they crashed down like thunder with a rumble.
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The flying swords all around were like violent wind and rain, and there was no change because the evil prince lowered his aura back to the third level of martial arts. The turbulent sea of swords was instantly annihilated.
"Why is this happening?"
The evil prince was shocked and turned pale. He could clearly see that the moment Yang Ji's aura returned to the third level of martial arts, the surrounding sword attacks were significantly weakened by several levels.
"Damn it! It's the body of the Wuzong!"
A flash of lightning flashed across his mind, and it was too late for the evil prince to return. Clang, clang, clang! The fire light burst out, and thousands of flying swords became more powerful, attacking the evil prince like a swarm of locusts.
In an instant, his clothes were shattered and blood burst out. When the last seventh-grade flying sword fell on him, the evil prince was covered in bruises. He screamed, and with a line of blood, he was shot backwards from the sea of storm swords.
Then, it fell to the ground with a loud bang.
"snort!"
With a cold snort, Yang Xuanlan withdrew his gaze from the badly wounded evil prince. The light in his eyes flashed, and countless thoughts went through him in an instant.
As if he had made up his mind, Yang Xuanlan explored the bottom of the box with his fingertips, and finally used the method of pressing the bottom of the box. Buzz! There was a flash of light, and when Yang Xuanlan stretched out his fingers again, there was a cup of delicate liquid the size of a fingernail in his hand.
Bronze bell.
This bronze bell is engraved with clouds and decorated with dragons, which exudes a noble and supreme taste. You can tell at a glance that it is a royal item and cannot be used by ordinary people.
"No matter what, the essence and blood of the Great Asura will never fall into his hands!"
Yang Xuanlan looked forward, with a sharp light flashing in his eyes. In a battle between strong men, unless it is absolutely necessary, he will not easily reveal all the means to suppress the situation. Once the other party is prepared, it will be extremely detrimental to him.
, and an effective method is missing at the critical moment.
However, there is no need to hide this fight now. If the essence and blood of the Great Asura is taken away by Yang Ji, all his hard work will be in vain.
"Boom!"
The void shook, and green light flashed in Yang Xuanlan's hand. The copper bell the size of a fingernail instantly expanded a thousand times, becoming one person standing high and several people hugging it.
Boom! The bronze bell covered Yang Xuanlan fiercely, and instantly turned into a burst of cyan lightning, shooting into the sky and crashing into the rolling sea of storm swords.
Ding ding ding!
Sparks shot out, and thousands of flying swords roared in. Even the seventh-grade swords above the storm sword sea flew up one after another, and struck at the barrel-like bronze bell outside Yang Xuanlan's body.
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The sound of gold and iron could be heard endlessly. Yang Xuanlan hid in the bronze bell jar, holding the top of the bronze bell jar with his two big hands. He swung his hands and turned them very fast. No matter how sharp all the flying swords were, they were all cut by the bronze bell outside Yang Xuanlan's body.
The bell jar blocked it, causing a mess.
After the energy of some flying swords was dispersed, Yang Xuanlan even wrapped them in the bronze bell and turned them into his own use. The storm sword sea was so powerful that even Wuzong was threatened. In the hands of Yang Xuanlan, this powerful family
In front of the royal magic weapon, everything is invisible!
"Yang Ji, don't even think about taking away the blood essence of the great Asura from my hands, even if this drop of blood essence was left by your father!"
A cold light flashed in Yang Xuanlan's eyes, and boom! A huge copper furnace of essence and blood flashed in the void, Yang Xuanlan's Dantian shook, and his originally extremely fast speed increased by three points, as if it was rushing away like lightning.
boom!
The earth shook, and Yang Ji flipped over, passed through the sea of storm swords, and landed smoothly on the ground.
"Only the last level left!"
Yang Ji settled his feet and stared at the dark golden room in front of him with shining eyes. He could clearly hear the anxious shouts of the evil prince, but no matter how unwilling the two of them were, they could not change anything!
——He is the final winner in this battle, and the only winner.
"boom!"
A bright light flashed in Yang Ji's eyes, and he jumped up suddenly, aiming straight for the last metal chamber. Time was running out, he had to seize the blood essence of the great Asura before the evil prince and Yang Xuanlan!
Twenty feet, fifteen feet, thirteen feet!...
As the distance got closer and closer, Yang Ji could feel the dense dark energy in the void, which was sinister and cold. This was the remaining aura of the Great Asura.
Ten years passed by in a flash, and with the wave of his hand, the heaven and the earth shattered, and the great Asura with his stern look had already been refined by his father, and disappeared into ashes, leaving only a drop of the essence and blood of the Great Asura.
As long as you get this drop of blood essence from the Great Asura, your strength will definitely increase dramatically!
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, a vague and cold breath swept through the void, and Yang Ji was horrified. The feeling of being peeked through the door by some fierce and powerful existence once again passed through his heart.
Yang Ji felt a chill all over his body, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and a great fear suddenly arose in his heart, like a frog trembling while being stared at by a snake that raised its head and waited for an opportunity to move.
In just an instant, this feeling disappeared, as if it was an illusion.
"wrong!"
Yang Ji did a somersault and suddenly landed on the ground, stopping abruptly at his feet. He was shaking all over, and there was a great fear in his heart. Once was a coincidence, but twice was probably not necessarily the case, and how could a strong man of his level have hallucinations?
At this moment, countless thoughts passed through Yang Ji's mind.
He recalled the letter that his father left behind. In the letter, his father mentioned that he would obtain the blood essence of the Great Asura when he was twenty years old. Twenty years old? Why twenty years old?
Yang Ji's mind was filled with thoughts. Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed across his mind. Yang Ji was shocked and looked at the metal room ten feet away with fear. His eyes were completely different.
This metal cell that seemed full of temptation before seemed to have turned into a bottomless abyss at this moment, filled with endless coldness and death.
"It's over!——"
An idea flashed through his mind. Yang Ji's body stiffened and his face was as pale as paper. But Yang Ji did not dare to advance or retreat. Yang Ji could feel that as long as he showed the slightest idea of escape, he would immediately be doomed.
"Boom!"
At this moment, the sky shook and the earth shook, and a majestic aura covered the heaven and earth, overwhelming mountains and seas, and passed through the sea of storm swords with a roar, shooting toward Yang Ji. Yang Xuanlan's cold voice resounded throughout the world:
"No one can take away the essence and blood of the Great Asura! Even if your father is Yang Du!——"
With a rumble, the earth shook, and the sky shook, Yang Xuanlan raised the bronze bell, like a blue meteorite from the sky, dragging a long stream of smoke and slamming it towards Yang Ji.
When strong men compete, every second counts.
Although Yang Ji had a clever move and crossed the stormy sea of swords first, due to the delay on the way, he was immediately chased by Yang Xuanlan and the others.
"These bastards are pretending to be blocked by the Storm Sword Sea, but it turns out that they already have a way to pass!"
Yang Ji was secretly angry.
The Evil Prince and Yang Xuanlan were each deeper than the other. The two pretended that they had no way to defeat the Storm Sword Sea, and suggested that the three of them should win first. In fact, they just wanted to eliminate him first!
If he hadn't crossed the sea in advance, surprising them and making the two of them anxious, I'm afraid I wouldn't even know their hidden methods now.
However, now is not the time to investigate.
The appearance of Yang Xuanlan stirred Yang Ji's heart, and he came up with a way to adapt to the situation.
“Just in time!”
Yang Ji's eyes flashed, and at the moment when Yang Xuanlan came over like a storm, Yang Ji stamped his feet and suddenly shot up.
"Hegemony, bear the sky!"
The rumbling sound resounded throughout the world, and as soon as the sky darkened, Yang Ji's blood surged into the sky, suddenly forming into a huge dragon turtle, with its head raised, and the dragon head turtle shell, lifelike, through the majestic power.
"Boom!"
Green light hit his face, Yang Ji slapped his palm, and the majestic blood was overwhelming, overwhelming, and suddenly rushed towards Yang Xuanlan. Hearing only a roar and a loud ringing of the bell, Yang Ji felt as if he had hit a mountain, and a huge force
The power bounced back towards me.
"What is this?"
Yang Ji was shocked. He had never seen Yang Xuanlan use this kind of bronze magical weapon before. However, although Yang Ji was not frightened, just by the force of Yang Xuanlan's shock, Yang Ji's body bounced diagonally.
It shot back in the direction, shooting towards the storm sword sea at the edge without leaving any trace.
In mid-air, the huge bronze bell suddenly stopped. It was obvious that Yang Xuanlan did not expect that Yang Ji would be repelled so easily.
However, there was no time to think about it in a hurry. The copper shield outside Yang Xuanlan's body buzzed, and in an instant it turned into a barrel-like cyan rainbow, dragging a long smoke and rushing towards the metal chamber in the center of the demon-suppressing array.
go.
"It is not suitable to stay here for a long time, we must leave here as soon as possible!"
Yang Ji watched Yang Xuanlan fly towards the center like a stream of light, turning his body and heading towards the Storm Sword Sea without hesitation.
This demon-suppressing formation, which was still popular in Yang Ji's eyes before, has now become a gloomy death cage.
However, no one has seen through it except him.
Yang Ji Wuxin told the evil prince and Yang Xuanlan that he was determined to leave this deadly demon-suppressing formation as soon as he could pass through the storm sword sea!
Ten feet, five feet, three feet, one foot...
Time seemed to slow down countless times at this moment. Behind Yang Ji, out of sight, Yang Xuanlan turned into a dazzling cyan rainbow, getting closer and closer to the metal chamber!
The air flow roared sharply, and in the bronze bell jar, Yang Xuanlan's eyes shone. At this moment, except for the drop of blood essence and blood of the great Asura in the metal chamber, there was nothing else in his eyes.
The essence and blood of Great Asura is the essence and blood of a quasi-sage. As long as he gets this drop of essence and blood, his skill will skyrocket and he will rise to the top. No matter how many criticisms there are in Taiyuan Mansion or how many people are dissatisfied with him, he can do it.
He was so convincing that King Taiyuan was impressed!
The weak prey on the strong! No identity in this world is useless. Chaoyang Prince Consort, he does not need this false reputation. Only strong power belongs to him, and no one can take it away!
"I won!--"
Looking at the metal cubicle so close to him, Yang Xuanlan narrowed his eyes, as if a meteorite suddenly hit it hard.
Boom!
The earth cracked and the landslide occurred, and the dark golden metal chamber suddenly fell into pieces due to the impact of Yang Xuanlan. However, when he saw the contents of the metal chamber clearly, Yang Xuanlan was shocked: