The earth trembled even more violently, and the whole city was trembling uncontrollably. A loud "click" was heard, sand and rocks flew in Youzhou City, mountains collapsed and the ground cracked. Countless boulders rolled down, and a piece of land split into two pieces from the center.
, emitting a bright and dazzling light.
"What's this!"
Nie Yuan was dumbfounded as he watched a ball of spiritual light surge out from the crack, with dazzling brilliance and compelling aura.
"Phoenix tail lyre!"
Li Xuan looked up, dazzled.
The aura suddenly appeared in the shape of a guqin. I don't know how many years ago it was a high-quality magic weapon that was buried underground in order to build this city.
After countless years, the magic weapon has transformed into a formation spirit and integrated with the city.
The reason why Li Xuan knew this guqin was because when he met Yun Zun in his previous life, this guqin was Yun Zun's favorite magic weapon! "You... you... you actually..." Nie Yuan pointed at Li Xuan, and after a while he even said:
I can't say a complete sentence.
He was completely stunned by the scene in front of him. Even though he was a Yuanying monk and had a life span of hundreds or thousands of years, he never thought that he would encounter such a situation today.
He had only heard of this phoenix-tailed lyre in ancient books. It was said that it was the favorite magic weapon of the ancestor who founded Youzhou City. It later disappeared for unknown reasons.
After all, the rumors had been around for thousands of years, and Nie Yuan had never taken it to heart. He didn't expect that a boy with a big mouth and eyebrows would actually summon the formation spirit of the Phoenix Tail Lyre. This made him feel so embarrassed! He stared when he saw Nie Yuan blowing his beard.
Li Xuan smiled faintly and shouted calmly: "Qixian, Wen!"
Palace, Shang, Jiao, Hui, Yu, Wen, and Wu are the seven strings. The seven strings of the Phoenix Tail Lyre have merged with the seven roads of Youzhou City during thousands of years of slumber, and each one has merged.
The thunder and fire from the sky and the earth are filled with thousands of spiritual powers.
Li Xuan's cultivation level is not very high, but when he plucked the strings and borrowed the power of the magic weapon, his cultivation level suddenly increased by more than ten times! A string stirred the sky thunder, ignited the earth fire, created a tornado, and split the earth.
The color of the sky and the earth changed, the sun and the moon became dull, the stars flickered, and the whole city trembled violently. It seemed that all the spiritual energy was concentrated on this string and swept out towards Nie Yuan.
At this moment, Nie Yuan felt that the airflow around him had stagnated, and huge pressure came from all directions, tightly confining his Nascent Soul body, making him unable to move.
This is such a majestic power, so overwhelming that it transcends the world. Ever since Nie Yuan formed the Nascent Soul, he has never been so panicked and helpless.
It was as if the entire world of Youran was shattered by the sweep of a string. For a moment, Nie Yuan felt that he was as small as a grain of dust, squeezed by a huge irresistible force, and would turn into powder at any time.
!"impossible!"
Nie Yuan was already in shock, and the spiritual power in his body was chaotic and unstable. Before he could even recover, Li Xuan launched this huge blow. By the time he realized that something was wrong, Wu Zhou's huge power had already
He was surrounded and had no way to escape! Under the overwhelming pressure, Nie Yuan let out a desperate roar: "How can you control the formation spirit!"
While he roared, several rays of light suddenly shot out from behind, and he suddenly sacrificed four spiritual weapons! The trapped beast still fights! The spiritual weapons rolled endlessly in the air, releasing layers of spiritual power, trying to resist Wen Xian's oppression.
"Boom!"
With a loud sound, the Wenxian finally struck Nie Yuan's body. His expression instantly became angry, every hair and beard stood up, and his eyes were filled with blood-red resentment.
The next moment, Nie Yuan violently twitched, and the four spiritual weapons behind him shattered with a "ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, , , , , and, and . . . .
between.
Nie Yuan bowed his waist and let out a long breath, but dark blood was flowing from his seven orifices.
He tried his best to destroy all the treasures and finally blocked the attack, but his energy was greatly depleted.
Li Xuan didn't expect to kill Nie Yuan with one blow, and he wouldn't give Nie Yuan any chance to breathe.
Seeing the string break, his consciousness had activated again, urging the Phoenix Tail Lyre to deliver another powerful blow.
"Qixian, Wu!"
"Boom!"
The huge power was activated again, and this time the power was more surging, sharper, and more overwhelming than before. It enveloped Nie Yuan like countless sharp knives, and halberds stabbed down from all directions.
There was a trace of despair in Nie Yuan's eyes. He had used up all the treasures and now he could only rely on his own strength to carry it on.
"Are you looking down on me?"
Nie Yuanhu roared.
Despite his fierce momentum, Nie Yuan already felt a little regretful.
If you didn't underestimate the enemy so much and gave Li Xuan a fatal blow as soon as you made a move... If you didn't call him rashly, but found out Li Xuan's strength... It's a pity that there are not so many ifs in the world. If you make one wrong move, you will lose everything.
Nie Yuan could only fight with all his strength now! With a "swish" sound, a golden old man came out of Nie Yuan's Tianling Point. This was his condensed Nascent Soul, and all his cultivation was based on it.
The dazzling golden light releases infinite spiritual power, the thickness and solidity of which is by no means comparable to that of ordinary Yuanying monks.
It's a pity that no matter how dazzling the golden light is, no matter how powerful the spiritual power is, it is still vulnerable to a formation spirit as powerful as the Phoenix Tail Lyre.
As if it was an understatement, Wu Xian hit the Nascent Soul villain, and then Li Xuan seemed to see an egg broken by a stone. Golden light splashed in all directions, and the villain was directly chopped into pieces.
"Pfft..." Nie Yuan opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. His whole body was shaking and his expression was extremely depressed.
His Nascent Soul was severely damaged, his cultivation level was greatly damaged, and he even fell out of the Nascent Soul realm in one fell swoop.
Fortunately, Wu Xian was also destroyed. It consumed too much power to crush the villain, and it also let out a mournful "click" and followed in Wen Xian's footsteps.
Nie Yuan's eyes were dripping with blood, and he looked at Li Xuan with a pale face. His whole body was weak and he no longer had any strength.
Nowadays, let alone the Nascent Soul cultivator, even a random Golden Core cultivator can easily take his head.
Li Xuan smiled slightly and went to strum the third string.
"Do not kill me!"
Nie Yuan suddenly said hoarsely, "As long as you stop and the matter between us is wiped out, I will give you a lot of treasures!"
How could Nie Yuan give up hundreds of years of lifespan and cultivation? Under the crisis of life and death, he finally showed a trace of fear.
"Write it off... You have lived a long time, why are you still so childish?"
Li Xuan laughed wildly and activated his consciousness again.