It was not a magic weapon, nor an ancient treasure, but a piece of dry flesh with a severed wrist.
It quickly recovered under the nourishment of flesh and blood, crystal clear as jade, golden light and mysterious breath flowed through the mist of the avenue, and the rising breath completely assimilated the entire arm of Yuren Yue into the same material.
Mana surges like an ocean.
The rushing Qi and blood stirred up into tides in the starry sky.
Yu Renyue stood in front of Wu Rong, holding a small ax and slashing away the Devouring Xuan Feng in front of him.
The top holy king of the organization grabbed the gourd above his head.
The gourd suddenly changed from the size of a palm to the height of a human being, and he was holding it with one hand.
Madness and ecstasy flashed in his eyes.
Now, he finally understood why Yu Renyue was always calm and composed.
Yuren Yue didn't get angry when he denied the plan, he didn't despair when his ancestor Yuren drank away half of his strength, and he didn't scream when his ally Uncle Six never took action.
It turns out that Yu Renyue believed in himself from beginning to end, and he believed that he could accomplish this.
The organization’s top holy king, the organization’s star king ‘Lou Jingou’, had a ferocious smile on his face, and looked at the monks side by side: “With this person here, the Five Saints will be the butchers!”
The Yuren Ancestor still maintains his six-foot-long golden body.
Looking at Yu Ren's Yue, he said: "When I reach this seat, I can swallow the sky and become a Taoist, level the four seas, subdue the eight wastelands, retreat from the wild gods in the south and go to Jiao Chi, conquer the sects in the east, and reach all the tribes in the west. Only then will the Yu Ren have thirty-six thousand years."
Prosperity, how can you, a junior who borrows external help and integrates the crippled way, understand it?"
"That's fine."
"If you think this is the basis for resistance, I will show you what a true Dao Lord is!"
Swallowing the heavens and the earth, no matter how long it takes, there will be no resistance.
The great road never burns out, and the sun and moon rest together.
Yuren Feihe Nijue shows the true power of the Taoist.
A sky-swallowing black lotus bloomed in the void at the end of the infinite sky. The black lotus took root in the underworld of the earth. It bloomed in the heaven and earth but absorbed the radiance of the heaven. The mysterious breath shining down turned into chaos like fairy catkins.
"puff!"
Yu Renzheng spat out a mouthful of blood and took two steps back before being stabilized by a big hand.
His eyes were full of emotion.
He knows why Big Brother took him out.
Even though you are not nearby, you can still be hurt by the ancestor's breath.
You know, he is a famous person on the Eastern Wasteland Prodigy List.
"Watch carefully, this battle is very important."
Uncle Liu grabbed Yu Renzheng, his face more serious than ever before.
Yuren Yue supported Wu Rong, who was holding the soldier, and looked at the sky in the distance covered with black lotuses that swallowed the sky. There was a lot of bitterness in his smile, but he didn't say anything to Wu Rong, and strode like a meteor in the void of the blessed land, saying,
The surrounding arms have reduced half of his body.
That powerful hand grasped the divine weapon tightly.
Leap forward.
The thunder armor formed by Hunyuan Thunder Ax enveloped him.
By this time, there was no retreat.
Xing Jun Lou Jin Dog holds the Yunyue gourd in his hand and spits out boundless mysterious breath.
The mist in the gourd suddenly covered the heaven and the earth, turning the originally oppressive blessed land into a blue cloud. Lou Jingou, who was stepping on the clouds, raised the gourd high, twisted it and cast a spell: "The golden sword kills the way, three thousand clouds and moon illusion!"
The wind and clouds change and the murderous aura of moonlight fills the sky.
Dao breath and Yue Huan collided, and Yun Huan's murderous aura was absorbed like a terrifying crushing force that swallowed the avenue.
"How is that possible?!"
Lou Jingou was shocked.
The four saints arrived, and Lou Jingou, who was the first to bear the brunt, was retrieved by the magic weapon with a long stick. It was the magic weapon saint of the old patriarch's lineage.
At this moment, he also looked extremely serious.
He was furious to cover up the fear in his eyes: "Ancestor, how did the old patriarch die? Was he killed by you?!"
The ancestor of Yuren didn't even look at the great sage of the divine weapon who asked the question, and the light of his eyes fell on Yuren Yue.
He said softly: "Although the broken palm of the Tao Lord of Hunyuan Dao has been sacrificed and refined into an existence similar to an ancient treasure, even if it is continued on your body, it can only use the residual Dao of Hunyuan to fight against me."
The five saints surrounded Feihe, a six-foot-long feathered man.
Under the cover of Yuren Feihe's Dao Lord's spiritual consciousness, he locked onto five people.
Seeing that the other four people had already sacrificed their magic weapons, he only wondered why the kid with the Holy Weapon Rotation didn't use his magic weapons yet, when the other party clearly had the magic weapons.
If you think you can compete with King Di Tu just by borrowing his incomparable divine power from his face, then you should really die.
Not to mention Yuren Feihe, except for the great sage who wore a mask and said nothing, the others were already eager.
Lou Jingou even asked Wu Rong to quickly take out the magic weapon.
The great sage of the old patriarch's lineage shouted angrily.
Wu Rong looked gloomy.
Not yet.
Not the best opportunity yet.
"Dao Feiyu."
"town!"
At such a moment when his consciousness was slightly clear, the 6-foot-tall and nearly 20-meter-tall Feathered Ancestor moved.
The speed is incredible.
That is what happened in an instant. The great sage of the old patriarch's lineage was embedded in the chest with the Taoist magic transformed by Daohua. The heavy blow from the Taoist force caused his chest to collapse.
If the divine weapon hadn't resisted most of Dao Lord's palm, perhaps this palm would have shattered his body and crushed his holy body.
Even so, the energy around his body was completely shattered, the heaven and earth within his body were shaken, and the saint holding a long handle streaked across the sky like a shooting star.
Regardless of worries, Yu Renyue's Hunyuan Thunder Ax went straight towards the Liuzhang Ancestor.
The Great Sage of Silence protected him.
The organized Xingjun breathed out mist to form a net, which was set up in the middle of the sky and earth, trying to block Dao Lord's attacks.
The horn in the hand of Wu Rong, the king of Tu Tu, is not a magic weapon but it is better than a magic weapon.
There is a trace of the charm of the destiny here, and the seal is carved by an ancient king. Even if it does not have the combat power shown by the magic weapon, it is not weak at all.
Facing the moves of the Four Saints, the Feathered Ancestor was calm and unhurried.
He seemed to be recalling the days when he had been so high-spirited.
Fight alone against the crowd.
Defeat all the geniuses.
It's a pity that today's young people are indeed the heroes, but he is no longer the arrogant one but the great one.
The genius will be defeated, but the great road will not be destroyed.
The sky-swallowing black lotus contrasts with the six-foot-foot Yuren Feihe, who is like a king who dominates the world. The chaotic Xuanfeng turned into feathers and attached to the long feathers behind him, blocking the left and right, no matter what magical power or magical method it was.
The saint's mystical arts could not break through his defense.
Only the purple gold ax, with the blessing of the residual Dao Hunyuan, could barely squeeze out a few drops of blood.
Bang!
With one foot, he crushed the murderous clouds that were sweeping in. He found a way out of his flying feathers and grabbed the organization's top holy king.
Lou Jingou could even hear the cry of his own flesh and blood, and even the divine weapon gourd creaked as he was caught. He could only forcibly sacrifice the magic form to merge with his body.
Dharmakaya unites!
As one of the famous twenty-eight star kings in the organization, Lou Jingou's body was protected by heaven and earth and could withstand a single blow.
laugh!
The purple gold ax fell and slashed hard into the wrist before Yuren Feihe let go of his hand. Fei Yu and Dao Xi merged into a long knife, slashing horizontally towards Yuren Feihe who was taking action.
There is no way to avoid Yuren Yue.
He couldn't even take back the Hunyuan Thunder Ax.
The purple gold ax was locked, and the ancestor did not give him a chance to protect himself with the magic weapon.
This blow was too powerful.
He can either choose to let go or recall the magic weapon.
However, no matter which of these two options he chooses, he cannot choose.
The Yuren Yue with a ferocious face roared and turned the Dao Lord's palm, Hunyuan residual Dao was turning, and the divine thunder Xuanfeng was about to cut off the ancestor's arm with all his strength.
"careful!"
The masked Divine Weapon Great Sage belonging to the Yuren Yue side stepped forward.
The blooming jade dish of the divine weapon is like a shield.
Keng.
Under the impact, the jade dish cracked and broke into two halves.
Feiyu Changfeng tore open the body of the Silent Sage like tofu, and the holy blood spurted out and spread across the world. The mask of the Silent Sage was also cut open to reveal his true appearance.
It was a slightly ordinary face but quite similar to Yu Renyue.
There was no time to feel sad, Yuren Yue roared and finally pulled out the Hunyuan Thunder Ax.
He will turn into a mountain and lean on it fiercely.
Hit full of arms.
The ax blessed by Can Dao was deeply embedded in the six-foot-long chest of the Feathered Ancestor, leaving only a long handle outside.
The pain made Yuren Feihe roar, and at the same time he took action quickly.
With one punch and one knife, Yu Renyue let go in an instant.
Unwilling to be reconciled, Yuren Yue let out a mournful cry and spread out his golden feathers from behind, but was grabbed by the giant hand and torn off his body.
Stab!
The holy feathers are like wings, floating and falling.
The Yuren Yue under the broken wings never had the chance to hold the divine weapon. Falling in the air, he staggered to steady his body and hugged the great sage who was shielding him from the sword. His body was about to completely collapse.
After all, the saint cannot bear the burden of the Great Dao, and even the crippled Dao will make Yu Renyue even more embarrassed to bear the heavy burden.
Lost.
Undoubtedly defeated.
"well."
Sixth Uncle Yu Renying sighed, the siege of the Five Saints was over.
It's not that these five saints are not powerful, but the ancestor is too powerful, even terrifying.
Even among the many Dao Lords, my ancestor is definitely the most powerful one.
The more this happened, the more desperate the Yuren Yingcai felt. The ancestor was so powerful that they could not resist the plunder of the clan.
Wu Rong, the only one who still had fighting ability, flew over and hit him with his one-horned sword heading straight for the feathered ancestor's head.
"Slay God!"
bite!
The horn is hidden by a feather.
Under the blessing of the two halves of the huge power, even the single horn that contained a hint of charm was shattered under the load.
"What's the point of taking action now!" Lou Jingou yelled.
He had already asked Wu Rong to sacrifice his magic weapon to deal with it.
If Wu Rong hadn't been the weak point in their attack on the monks, that ax would have definitely seriously injured Yuren Feihe, and the five of them would have had a chance to massacre him.
It's a pity that the good situation was ruined by Wu Rong's hidden clumsiness.
He was also caught by Daojun because of this incident.
Wu Rong's current attack without their help would be like hitting an egg with a stone.
Defeat is decided!
Feihe, who was hit by an ax in his body, was furious and could not help but let down his guard. Even if the last great sage had magical weapons, he could not pose a threat to him at all.
The horn shattered.
The Gang Qi is annihilated.
Yuren Feihe was about to kill this person.
Sudden.
A pale hand grasped the magic weapon.
Yuren Feihe was shocked.
laugh!
The divine ax was dragged by the pale hand and tore open his chest and even his entire belly.
Blood splattered.
Feihe, the feathered man, curled up his feathers and quickly spread his figure.
The intestines dragged on the broad fleshy remains.
The internal organs are completely exposed.
Tao Zang is all before your eyes.
Blood drips.
Information flows.
"who?!"
Yuren Feihe roared angrily, and the sound waves blasted away the fog in front of his eyes.
Bada.
Stepping on the clouds is like stepping on iron.
A figure appeared when the turbid air from all directions settled.
The great road is condensed, immortal and immortal.
The surging evil spirit and Zhou Tian's Taoist secrets greeted the emperor like a courtier.
Flat crown.
Hell's Robe of Disguise.
The face carved by ice peaks is as pale as the distant sky and looks sideways.