There was a look of surprise on the face of the young Taoist. He sealed himself to avoid the five declines of heaven and man, and hid in the depths of his spiritual veins. What he feared most was that heaven discovered his whereabouts. At that time, the five declines of heaven and man would come. How could he survive in the shortest time?
Destroying the enemy within time is what he wants, but now it seems that the enemy in front of him is very powerful, and he can actually use the Chaos City God Thunder.
After the witch clan dispersed, the twelve ancestral witches disappeared one after another, Houtu Empress hid in reincarnation, and the Chaos City God Thunder never appeared again, but now he actually appeared in front of him, inflicting heavy damage on him as soon as he came up.
A blood-red light appeared on the young Taoist's body, wrapping his whole body in it. There was a sword cry from behind, and suddenly countless swords appeared in the void. There were about one hundred and eight thousand swords, and each sword had a god on it.
The light is lingering and exudes the aura of the great road. It is obvious that these swords are magical weapons. Most of them are refined from rare and precious materials. Although they are not innate, they are also acquired spiritual treasures.
The Wang family in the Holy City has occupied this place for many years and is a long-established family in Dongsheng Shenzhou. At this time, it finally revealed its heritage. A sword appeared in the void, forming a huge sword field, surrounded by countless sword auras.
Soaring into the sky, the void collapses.
"The power of the ancestors."
When the Wang clan members who were fighting saw the sword field in the sky, they were all shocked and cheered, and their morale was high.
Taoist Linghe and other monks who were watching the battle from a distance were also surprised when they saw this. Unexpectedly, the Wang family actually had such a background. Such acquired magic weapons and divine patterns were engraved on them, either in black gold with dragon patterns, or
Immortal Tears, Green Gold, etc. are made from various precious materials. Every sword placed outside is a rare treasure. Even some small sects can use it as a treasure to suppress the sect.
But here in the Wang family, there are actually as many as 18,000 swords. The Wang family did not know how much money and energy they spent to create such a sword field.
Yang Guang has also practiced thousands of sword qi, but they are all phantoms. The sword qi he relies on changes to kill powerful enemies, but the sword field in front of him is not like this. This is a tangible thing. The invisible sword qi he controls is far more powerful.
Yang Guang's Invisible Sword Domain.
A sword split the sky. It was just a sword that killed people from thousands of miles away in an instant. However, this sword actually cut out a hundred and eight thousand swords at the same time. This is the power of the Sword Domain, a sword
Can withstand one hundred and eight thousand swords.
"Dang!" The Heaven-Destroying Sword in Yang Guang's hand came forward, and a sound of gold and iron clashed. Yang Guang's figure was instantly knocked away, and he hit a sacred mountain hard, causing dust to fly.
"good."
Under Ah Qing's attack, the Holy Lord had already lost sight of the other, but at this moment, he still let out a burst of cheers. If it hadn't been for Yang Guang, all this would not have been possible. The Holy City was in dilapidated state, with heavy losses, and it was very difficult to recover.
What he wants to do most now is to kill Yang Guang to avenge today.
"Kill!" Yang Guang waved his right hand, and a halberd appeared. It belonged to the Wang family. Now it fell into Yang Guang's hands. The Twelve Palaces had already been opened, and powerful magic was poured into it.
"Dang!" A loud noise came, and the giant sword flew back, the halberd cracked inch by inch, and the divine patterns on it were obliterated. An acquired magic weapon was destroyed by the sword field.
Yang Guang's body swayed, his face calm. This sword did not shake his powerful body. The magic power contained in the Twelve Palaces was astonishing, and the body of the great witch was enough to block the enemy's attack.
The Sky-Destroying Sword flew out and was held by his hands. The blood-red sword light enveloped his body, and the light was about a thousand feet. When the sword was slashed out, a huge sound resounded through the sky. Within a thousand miles, everyone could only feel the roar in their ears.
People with low cultivation levels let out bursts of screams and fled in a hurry, while those with advanced cultivation levels also had a look of horror on their faces.
Yang Guang stepped back and looked at the Heaven-Destroying Sword in his hand. He saw that the sword was sharp and had no impact. He breathed a sigh of relief. After all, it was refined by a saint himself. It was extraordinary. It could block such a huge force.
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There was a look of surprise on the young Taoist's face. He was very surprised that Yang Guang could block his own blow without being injured. After all, the flying sword in the opponent's hand was not an innate spiritual treasure.
"Emperor Sui, there is no deep hatred between you and our Holy City. How about we end it here?" The young Taoist suddenly discovered that there was a crack on his sword, and he felt a little worried.
"You started the war. You have the final say when it starts, but when it ends, it's up to me." Yang Guang smiled with a hint of sarcasm on his face. His magic power was not weak at all.
He has a lot of magical powers and his magic weapon is not as weak as the other party, so he is still afraid of the other party?
The young Taoist's complexion worsened after hearing this. The Holy City was in chaos at the moment. The Holy City had been too powerful in recent years and acted tyrannically. In millions of years, it was unknown how many enemies it had. Everything finally broke out at this time. The streets and alleys
, it is not a visible killing, and it is not known how many members of the Wang clan were killed.
"Kill." Yang Guang held the sword in both hands. As he swung it, the wind and clouds were stirred up, lightning was stirred up, and the endless sword energy followed closely, and he hit the sword field fiercely. At this time, it was no longer a contest of magical powers, it was purely a matter of mana.
There is nothing fancy about the collision between them. What matters is mana. Whoever has stronger mana will win the final victory.
This kind of competition is more cruel and fierce. If you don't pay attention, life and death will disappear.
When the young Taoist saw this, his eyes flashed fiercely. He originally wanted to leave a chance to survive, so that he could return to the depths of his spiritual veins and continue to survive after the war, but now it seems that this is impossible.
Yang Guang is also working hard.
"It's all that damn guy who caused such a big trouble for nothing." The young Taoist knew that there was nothing he could do, and immediately threw the last bit of luck in his heart out of the sky, and drove the sword field towards Yang Guang.
One hundred and eight thousand swords formed a huge sword in the sword domain, about a thousand feet long, with divine patterns intertwined on it, illuminating the void for thousands of miles. When the sword was slashed out, it brought with it a whistling sound. At this moment, it was like a meteor falling from the sky.
A gully was drawn in the middle.
"Dang!" The energy from the explosion formed a huge black hole in the void, swallowing everything around it. Some nearby monks didn't even have the strength to resist, so they were sucked into it. At this moment, in the black hole, there was something faintly visible.
Earth, water, fire and wind spurted out, and the monks were wiped out before they could even scream.
Yang Guang's body just swayed, then turned into a rainbow light and came forward. He turned the Sky-Destroying Sword into a war sword. He slashed hard with one sword after another. How could he be as elegant and unrestrained as a god flying a flying sword?
, like a reckless man, the young Taoist felt the magic power contained in it. He was secretly frightened and could not help but retreat continuously.
