In the hazy light and shadow, Huangfu Yan's palace dress was snow-white, just like her beautiful jade-like skin. A lifelike fire lotus on it walked with her, as if swaying in the wind.
However, it seems that she is not in good condition. There is blood flowing down the corners of her mouth. The palace clothes in front of her chest are also decorated with bright red blood flowers, which set off her cold and solemn and beautiful face, revealing an indescribable Xiao.
Kill the spirit of heroic martial arts.
After a few steps, he came to Ye Mo's side. A trace of worry appeared in Huangfu Yan's beautiful eyes. The green jade fingers quickly made a string of magic tricks and slapped Ye Mo.
In an instant, the blood and blood in Ye Mo's body boiled again, his magic power surged and his vitality was surging, but his injuries were still too severe. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Not caring about his injuries, Ye Mo grabbed Huangfu Yan's knife-like shoulder and said more anxiously: "Yan'er, are you injured?"
"It's just that the casting of spells is backfire, it's OK."
Huangfu Yan shook her head slightly, and her black gem-like eyes were filled with tenderness, and she said with a smile.
"Is it serious?"
Ye Mo glanced at the figure still standing in the air with fairy aura, frowned and asked, then, without waiting for Huangfu Yan to answer, he grabbed her white wrist and started to investigate.
"You heal your wounds first, I'm responsible."
Huangfu Yan said comfortingly, and at the same time took out a purple-light elixir and handed it to Ye Mo.
After Ye Mo found out that Yan'er was not seriously injured, he breathed a sigh of relief. Then he took the pill and took it, and then healed his wounds in the void on the spot.
Huangfu Yan saw Ye Mo start to heal his wounds, and then his beautiful eyes looked at the quasi-king kings of Kunpeng Shenzong.
At this time, the junction kings of Kunpeng Shenzong had already been shocked by Huangfu Yan's pseudo-immortal art, and they were almost gone. When Huangfu Yan looked at him with murderous intent, the junction kings suddenly felt trembling.
He flew away like a life, and the golden bell didn't care about taking it away, just to escape.
Seeing this, Huangfu Yan frowned slightly, and her murderous intent became even more intense, but she did not take action for a while.
The pseudo-immortal art is the ultimate method taught by the master. It is the top magical power in the lower world. There is a trace of immortal power in it, and it is not an exaggeration to claim to destroy the world.
However, pseudo-immortal arts are not easy to use, not to mention that she is just the peak of the god transformation at this time.
This pseudo-immortal art only used one or two points of power, and only used the power of cause and effect. The real power had not been expanded, which had already caused her to be injured. If she really showed her power, she could kill the most powerful!
But she didn't dare. It was too chaotic at this time. Avenging Ye Mo and killing all the quasi-kings may be awesome. However, Ye Mo was seriously injured. If she was severely injured, her safety would not be guaranteed. Therefore, she hesitated.
Get up.
After pondering for a moment, seeing that the junta kings fled one after another and were about to escape, she bit her teeth, her pretty face emitted evil spirits, and her voice was cold: "Even if it cannot be completely destroyed, you will pay the price!"
After saying that, she transformed into a shadow with no hands, and countless seals turned into flowing light and flew out. Her whole body exuded an indescribable sacred aura, which was beyond the world.
"Fire melts its body, ice crushes its soul, melts the great way, and kills the immortal sword technique!"
Huangfu Yan's pretty face instantly turned red, like blood dripping, his eyes were full of determination and murderous intent, and he sprayed three mouthfuls of essence and blood, like blood-colored petals flying, sprinkling on the two swords of ice and fire.
In an instant, in the sky and the earth, in the sky and the sky, and in the abyss of the Nine Netherworld, endless bright light surged in, showing a bright nine-colored color, condensed like a horse, like a magic chain, blending into the two swords.
laugh!
The light surged into the sky, and the sword energy was immediately surging between the two swords of ice and fire. The sword energy phantom intertwined, condensed a huge flying sword that ran across the sky. There were strands of fairy energy surrounding it, and even more
The extremely terrifying evil spirit, intertwined with black and red, as if it could destroy the world, as if it could kill immortals, there were thousands of headless immortals roaring and struggling, and the scene was terrifying...
A sword was slashed out, as if the Yin and Yang were divided, as if chaos reappeared, as if the heaven and earth were divided...
Several quasi-king kings of Kunpeng Shenzong who had not yet escaped were screaming in horror and frantically sacrificed their magical powers and magic weapons to resist this attack.
However, the phantom of the Immortal Sword is too sharp, with a sharp edge, unstoppable, and all magic weapons and magical powers are slashing down like air in front of it!
puff!
The contemporary quasi-blood king, the quasi-mart king screamed, his body was shattered by a sword, and all magic weapons and magical powers could not be stopped at all. His body was shattered, his soul disintegrated, and he died instantly!
The quasi-treasure king roared hysterically, and the light was surging around his body, and the divine light burst out, and auspicious colors hung one by one. Countless magic weapons were thrown out like garbage, bursting out with unparalleled power.
However, under the sword energy of the Immortal Slaying Sword, these magic weapons exploded one after another, locking directly at the King of Quasi Treasures. With one sword, the body suddenly turned into two halves.
The Ghost Tribe’s Illusion Sun Ghost King, the Spirit Tribe’s Yinming Demon Azuki King, and the Demon Tribe’s Great Demon Ape King fell one after another, and both body and spirit were destroyed!
At this point, Huangfu Yan let out a breath, and his expression showed a hint of fatigue.
First, there is a pseudo-immortal art, and then the strongest means that can be used without overdrawing the potential of the life energy. Even with her strength now that is not inferior to Ye Mo, she still cannot support her.
Fortunately, Zhujun Wang was driven away and several others were killed. At this time, there was no one in Wanbaolin except her and Ye Mo.
Outside Wanbaolin.
All forces were stunned and still maintained Huangfu Yan's actions before appearing. They only came back to their senses. Seeing that Wanbaolin's defensive magic array was completely dispersed, the other Kunpeng Divine Sect cultivators had begun to retreat like a tide. I don't know who it was.
He shouted "Treasure Hunt", and in an instant, the place boiled again.
Without the roadblock of Kunpeng Shenzong, it is impossible to protect the formation. Although the forces are afraid of the power Huangfu Yan has shown before, they are not very afraid. They rushed in frantically and rushed towards the crystal coffins, and there are many more.
He went straight to the golden bell that had been controlled by the junta kings.
At this moment, Ye Mo suddenly opened his eyes, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
His injuries are still serious, but they have stabilized. As long as the battle is not too fierce, it will be fine.
At this time, the people from Daoyan City had rushed in, surrounded by Ye Mo, and their eyes were different when they looked at Huangfu Yan, full of curiosity and awe, and were astonished.
Ye Mo glanced at the group of monks from all sides who were heading towards the golden bell, snorted coldly, and the black and white air in his eyes flowed, controlling the eight-type flying sword to turn into eight wild dragons, twisting and winding away.
They almost fought their lives to prevent Kunpeng Shenzong from getting the Golden Bell. They dared to be greedy for the Golden Bell and were simply seeking death.
Huangfu Yan's eyes were also cold, and he pointed at the group of people with a finger. The Ice and Fire Swords let out a soft moan and roared over.
"One of them was seriously injured and the other was greatly damaged. There is nothing to be afraid of, kill!"
A demon saint of the demon race had a madness in his eyes, and he opened his bloody mouth and shouted, his sharp teeth were covered with yellow and viscous saliva, and the smell of fishy smell was rolling.
After this reminder, other god-level beings who had the intention of retreating gritted their teeth, while sacrificing magical powers and magic weapons to resist, and while pounced on the Golden Bell without looking back.
"when!"
Suddenly, the golden bell rang without warning, and the bell waves spread out like waves, which was extremely terrifying, directly swept away a group of god-level existences.
This time, these god-level beings were extremely bitter in their hearts.
No one had ever thought that the golden bell was so terrible. At this moment, they understood why the four quasi-king kings of the Kunpeng Shenzong only divided one person to siege Ye Mo, and the remaining three people were collecting the bell.
Just because... this clock is a magic weapon of the Great Dao!
However, it was only now that I realized that it was too late. There was Zhong Bo in front and sword light behind. These god-level beings were not quasi-kings, so they could not resist it. After struggling for a few times, they burst into pieces and turned into
Pieces of blood mist.
This scene made the eyes of creatures of various forces break.
The one who suffered the injury before was the quasi-king of the Kunpeng Shenzong. They were only excited and excited, but now it was their turn to die, but it was hard to accept it.
"Daoyan City! What are you doing? Do you want to arouse public outrage from the four clans?"
"So brave! He actually dares to kill my demon saint."
"You are crazy, there are the venerables of our human race here!"
The spirit clan, ghost clan, demon clan, and human clan all have strong people roaring, but they still underestimated Ye Mo and Huangfu Yan's ruthlessness and decisiveness. I thought the two would be afraid and would not even take action, but just blocked them.
Now it seems... they are a little self-righteous.
"Hmph! Believe it or not I will drive all of you out?"
Huangfu Yan's pretty face was frosted and she snorted coldly.
Ye Mo and others put away the things left by the fallen king Zhuju, and then flew towards the golden bell, obviously not intending to give all the forces a chance to get involved.
This scene made the strong men of the four clans red eyes and jealousy ignited, but there was nothing we could do about it.
Can I still use the fake immortal arts when I go to bet on Huang Fu Yan?
They dare not, if they lose, their lives will be gone, and they have no doubts!
The situation is stronger than that of people, Jin Zhong and the others are no longer expected, so they can only look at the other coffins, which are also extraordinary in magic weapons.
Ye Mo and Huangfu Yan looked at each other, and then Ye Mo looked at the Tibetan Buddha's seeds, Chu Feiyan and others, and said, "You should take other coffins, there is no reason to let go. What they want to say
He said that if you dare to fight, you will drive away, and if you don’t leave, you will kill. Also, what about the idiot?”
"It saw Huangfu Yan performing fake immortal arts and went back to the city to sleep, saying that we could deal with it, and it didn't want to interfere."
Su Muqing blinked her beautiful eyes and said with a wry smile.
Ye Mo frowned slightly and said, "Call it up. Yan'er and I are not invincible, and there are too many forces and too mixed. You are in danger and need a deterrent force to take charge."
Everyone nodded and then looked at Chu Feiyan. Chu Feiyan was speechless, and his slim body shook. The golden light turned into a majestic and soft Chilong flew back to Daoyan City.
"Ji Shengxiang, you should know the origin of this bell, right?"
Ye Mo looked at Ji Shengxiang.
"I know, this thing should be the Human Emperor Bell, which belongs to the natal magic weapon of a former head of a human tribe. It is the only a few great Taoist magic weapons in Wanbaolin, but the symbolic significance is greater than the actual power, so they first start with this bell
Get it.”
Ji Shengxiang responded.
"It's indeed a great magic weapon!"
Ye Mo's eyes lit up.
Now he does not have a Dao magic weapon. The highest-grade one is the Aurora Cloud Fan, which is only at the level of the Dao magic weapon.
"What's so strange about it? There are so many kings in the past dynasties. Although it is impossible to say that everyone has great Taoist magic weapons, there are still many. They just don't want this great Taoist magic weapon to flow into our hands, let alone...
...You have seen the Great Dao magic weapon, isn't it true that Saint Huangfu's two swords?"
Ji Shengxiang said leisurely.
When Huangfu Yan heard this, his beautiful eyes flashed in his eyes and looked at Ji Shengxiang.
Her strongest man, who was like a double sword, could not recognize her without enough experience or experience. Unexpectedly, she was seen through by Ji Shengxiang at this moment.
Ye Mo was also stunned when he heard this, looked at Huangfu Yan, smiled bitterly in his heart, and said in his heart: "It seems that the sword he had in Beiming was not in vain. It was actually a great magic weapon. Needless to say, it could not be stopped even now.
Live."
"Why didn't those strongest men from Kunpeng Shenzong take them away? Instead, let these quasi-kings collect them?"
Ye Mo said strangely.
"For them, the total value of Shenzang is very great, but there are so many treasures in heaven and earth, and the value is not so great when it is spread out. What is their identity? How can they search like us, bit by bit?
What they really care about is the three treasures of the core of Shenzang, the Shenyangtou, and the Elixir Library. The things in it are valuable treasures, and each one should not be missed, unlike this Human Emperor Bell.
And several great Taoist magic tools, with more symbolic meanings."
Ji Shengxiang’s experience and what he knows is terrifying, and even the core of Shenzang is known.
Ye Mo's eyes flashed and he said in a deep voice: "Then we can't let go of the here. I'm afraid we can't even drink the soup."
There is another thing he didn't say, he wanted to use the magic weapon here to comprehend the great laws and regulations in it to create the other three sword formations of the Five Elements Zhuxian Sword Formation. Only when the other three sword formations are created will the Five Elements Zhuxian Sword Formation be truly
It deserves its name, the five sword formations are integrated into one, killing gods and burning immortals.