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Chapter 416 Battle

Wei Yuan raised his eyes and stared at the majestic pillar of destiny rising into the sky in front of him.

On top of the pillar that reaches the sky and the earth, the Tai'a sword is still stuck upside down.

And below, there is the ferocious god Yongzhu, shrouded in white robes and extremely majestic. Looking at such a top god at close range, apart from the fear, it is more of an almost impossible to think about the majesty of the world.

of absent-mindedness.

It's like diving a thousand miles under the ocean and hearing the low moans of whales.

It's like seeing everything in the starry sky hovering around you.

This is the instinctive reverence of living beings for the natural world.

At this moment, he wanted to draw his sword against such an existence.

Wei Yuan exhaled slightly and pulled out the Iron Eagle Sword completely.

"It's time to end, Yao Zhu."

The fierce god's eyes fell calmly on Wei Yuan, and there was no trace of concern in his eyes at all, just like a human being who sees an insect flying over and ignores it. At most, he only dislikes the noisy and annoying ants and mosquitoes.

The Heavenly Pillar of Luck did not change at all, but countless winds and thunderstorms naturally broke out between heaven and earth.

Wei Yuan noticed at this moment that he was surrounded by the ruins of modern human cities. These cities were burned and collapsed after falling into the mountains and seas. At this moment, they were suspended in the void in an extremely shocking way, spliced ​​together, as if after the end of the world, after

Modern steel aesthetics.

Storm, thunder, ruins of steel.

The pillar of luck rising into the sky, the god standing with his hands behind his back.

Everything has a breathtaking tension.

Then, the ruins of these cities moved slowly, gradually accelerated, and crashed towards Wei Yuan.

Wei Yuan looked slightly at a mountain behind Yongzhu, then looked away, grabbed his sword and rushed towards Yongzhu.

He thrust out his long sword, pushed aside several waves of cracked rocks with the sword in his hand, and avoided the thunder that fell down. Then he suddenly turned over, stepped on the pavilion of an unknown city with his right foot, breathed out slowly, and opened the door.

The hem of his shirt was pulled straight with a clang, and his eyes were locked on the god in front of him.

Taking a deep breath, exerting force on the soles of his feet, he threw his body and landed between the thunder and the gap between the boulders.

Hold the five fingers together.

"Strong wind..."

The voice paused slightly, and then exploded, "Here!!!"

The collision of thunder and fire brought about the transformation of rainwater, but the falling rainwater stagnated in the void at this moment.

Then it rushes against the current towards the sky at a faster speed.

It even turns into straight lines.

A green storm surged from the sky.

There is a wind rising at the end of Qingping.

It's so powerful!

Wei Yuan took advantage of the wind and rose into the sky.

A little bit of cold light avoids the heavy boulders and points directly at the 梼杌!

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Wei Yuan had no idea that what he had done would move the hearts of countless people through the cracks in the mountains and seas.

Seeing the young man riding the blue flowing wind, shuttling between the ruins of the city like giant beasts, even those who were not from China subconsciously raised their hearts and were attracted by their attention.

On the Chinese side, those in these two cities who could see this scene prayed silently in their hearts.

Zhang Hao stared at the tiny figure flying through the wind and thunder with wide eyes.

It's hard to relate to ordinary museum owners.

Zhang Ruosu has exited the rift between mountains and seas under Longhu Mountain.

Looking up, the cracks in the mountains and seas around Shenzhou are not as clear as outside. It can almost be said that it is difficult to see. However, Zhang Ruosu is good enough. He raised his head and stared at Wei Yuan's actions with a calm expression on his face. Lin Shouyi next to him was...

More nervous.

He said: "Aren't you worried about Fellow Daoist Wei?"

Zhang Ruosu said calmly: "What's the use of worrying? What's the use of being frightened? Just watch with peace of mind."

"Every time there is a big event, be calm."

"Where has the nearly hundred years of cultivation gone?"

Lin Shouyi sighed and closed his eyes in concentration.

Zhang Ruosu picked up a chess piece casually and paused for a moment. The hard black Go piece turned into powder silently in his hands.

The old Taoist paused for a moment, put down his palms, and looked at the sky instead of focusing on the chessboard.

Wei Yuan has broken through the first layer of blockade.

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Yaozhu plans to control Qiongqi's position, gather two of the four poles of the earth, and improve his status.

Wei Yuan could already tell this from the fierce god's defensive posture.

At this moment, the long sword was carried with him, and the strong wind swept around him, heading straight for the point where the full power of the five warheads could be unleashed. At this moment, Yongzhu raised his hand and punched out with his left fist, a fierce punch. Wei Yuan's heart tightened instantly, and his hands

Two clusters of golden flames suddenly lit up in his pupils.

The nine yins of the candle are the breath of the candle dragon.

Chaoge mountain god, the foundation of the mountain god.

The two foundations that transcended mortals were all broken automatically.

Wei Yuan's breath rose sharply.

This time, he directly burned the two divine roots, in exchange for a powerful enough power to burst out in a short period of time. He stabbed the Iron Eagle Sword fiercely in his palm, released his strength, and then turned his wrist and twisted it directly towards Yongzhu.

wrist.

The fierce god Yao Zhu frowned.

Even Tao Zhu, facing a madman who directly burned the foundation of his divinity, could not ignore this blow at this moment.

There was an extra sword in his left hand, which directly blocked this move.

Then the wind and thunder came.

Wei Yuan groaned, gritted his teeth, and his divinity completely exploded.

A wave of air swept across.

The wind and thunder stopped suddenly.

Standing firmly in the void, Wei Yuan suddenly took a step forward. The Iron Eagle Sword almost suppressed Yongzhu's sword and pushed the sword down in reverse. One man and one god started fighting between the void and the ruins of the city. Every time

The aura emanating from the confrontation caused the ruins to tremble violently and almost collapse.

suddenly,

On top of the Iron Eagle Sword in Wei Yuan's palm, the Iron Eagle roared loudly, fluttering its wings and flying into the sky. The Tai'a Sword in the Heavenly Pillar of Qi Luck roared violently, and the powerful aura of humanity contained in it suddenly reversed.

Infused into Wei Yuan, his sword power became more powerful.

The sword he held with one hand turned into a two-handed sword movement, but he never left the vicinity of the Qi Luck Tianzhu.

The swordsmanship in Wei Yuan's palm is fierce and powerful.

Majestic and upright.

This is Xuanyuan's swordsmanship.

The two weapons kept colliding.

Every collision will make those who see this scene in the world tremble violently in their hearts. Every collision will shake out a Dawson white wave of air in the void, enveloping thunder and flames. It is obviously raining heavily here.

At this moment, not a drop of rain fell within a hundred miles of the place where the two of them met.

As if evaporated by flames.

But the flame will eventually burn out.

Wei Yuan's power gained from consuming his divinity is rapidly declining.

He held the sword in both hands and struck the sword with a heavy blow. The heavy thunder rolled left and right and spread out for 800 miles. This time, he could not stop them all. Wei Yuan groaned, he was already injured and swallowed.

There was blood in his throat, he turned around and backed away, raised his left hand, and then clasped his five fingers together, using the wind control technique more and more violently, pulling forcefully.

Here comes the strong wind!

At this moment, the magical power of controlling the wind, which was originally at the level of seventy-two earth evil spirits, exceeded its original limit.

Countless winds condensed into flowing cyan threads, which exploded when Wei Yuan pressed his palm violently. In an instant, it seemed as if there was a huge cyan Kunpeng swimming slowly behind him, covering the sky and the earth, making a low sound.

of whales.

The previously broken pavilions, squares, and fragments of the city were pulled up by the force of the wind.

Then it condensed into a city.

The illusion of the divine realm unfolds, and the hidden memories in these cities emerge, as if people are still living there, still having joy, anger, sorrow, talking, smiling, and living, lifelike, and those who see this scene lose the ability to speak.

They even saw their familiar faces and familiar places, and unknowingly burst into tears.

This is a city, a miracle woven by countless people, and this is civilization.

And the tiny human beings stretched out their hands to lift these fortresses of civilization.

The huge pressure caused blood to flow out from the corner of Wei Yuan's mouth. He pushed all the cities towards Yongzhu with gentle force. He was retreating backwards. Thunder flashed in the sky, and the cracks in the lowered clouds and mist flowed out like molten lava.

Golden red light.

Those who saw this scene could not help but hold their breath. It was almost like the reappearance of a myth.

Under the flames, heavy rain, and the light from the falling sky, the city fell and the earth collapsed.

And people fly into the sky.

This is also the boundary between life and death.

Everything is so solemn that one almost wants to cry.

He was neither sad nor happy, and the sword in his hand fell violently.

The city collapsed.

Everything returns to reality.

The sword edge landed on the five warheads Wei Yuan had hidden in the illusion.

The next moment, an extremely violent explosion filled the space between heaven and earth.

It was like five suns hitting the ground.

Violent flames, extreme high temperatures, and unparalleled shock waves swept across. This is where Qiongqi is, in the extreme west. Perhaps after Yongzhu controls the Tianzhu here, his strength can also be increased here.

, reaching the level of Gonggong Zhurong, but there is still one step left after all.

It is equivalent to a five-fingered golden crow bird erupting in an instant.

Even a thorn can't be unscathed.

On the other side of the mountain and sea rift, everyone was silent for a moment, just staring at the scene. Even though they were a world apart, they would not be affected as much as if they were watching a nuclear explosion at close range. They could still see it.

My eyes stung and I shed tears.

Zhang Ruosu stood up suddenly, startling Lin Shouyi.

Lin Shouyi was stunned: "Did you really move those things out? How many did you give him?"

Zhang Ruosu didn’t even look back:

"all."

"What, all of them?!" The Taoist from the Shangqing Sect was startled.

"Yes, that's all you understand."

Lin Shouyi's scalp felt numb.

Without enough time to express his friend's boldness, he also turned his head and looked at the scene:

"Is He dead?"

"have no idea……"

"Hard to say."

In the Xishan Realm, as the light and dust gradually dispersed, Wei Yuan, who had escaped from the earth, stepped out again, surrounded by a layer of faint light and shadow. It was the Kunlun Yaochi that held the world within its sleeves. Wei Yuan could not use it at all under normal conditions.

Such a magical power, but at this moment he was burning with divinity and could barely use it.

Rely on the isolation of an entire world to prevent yourself from being affected by nuclear radiation in the center of the battlefield.

The flames and shock waves slowly dissipated. Wei Yuan's pupils shrank and he clenched the long sword in his hand.

Tao Tzu is still alive.

Moreover, he directly merged with the Qi Luck Tianzhu, and the injuries suffered were far lower than expected.

Worthy of being a Taoist...

Really shrewd.

But Wei Yuan still saw the weakness of the opponent's aura at this moment. This was what he had expected. He swung the long sword in his palm. Under everyone's gaze, Wei Yuan rushed towards Yong Zhu again, and Yong Zhu slowly let out a breath.

, the pocket of the robe was blown apart, revealing the face of a heroic and majestic woman.

He is not a male.

Compared with most of the negative records of Chaos, the records of Yaozhu tend to be unruly and arrogant, a genius who refuses to be disciplined and cannot be taught a lesson, does not know how to speak, is arrogant and ruthless, and is arrogant and virtuous, leading to chaos.

He is sober and vicious, and his judgment and understanding of the timing of heaven and earth are better than those of ordinary gods, so he is called Mingde. However, Wei Yuan does not understand the chaos of heaven and earth, and there is no time to think deeply about it at this moment. The iron eagle sword in Wei Yuan's palm

The weapons collided with each other again.

There was only ashes left in the flames.

The power of the two gods was exhausted, and the dim golden color in the eyes symbolized that it was time to retreat.

But now that the matter has come to this, how could Wei Yuan give up?

Gritting his teeth, the substitute fought in close combat.

But after just counting the swords, his internal organs were churning, and almost all of them were seriously injured.

Wei Yuan gritted his teeth and clutched the weapon tightly.

The swords collided several times in a row, and Yaozhu had the intention of killing him. Finally, under the sword with the murderous intention of anger, he could no longer hold the weapon. His right hand was hit and raised back, and the Iron Eagle Sword flew away.

I couldn't help spitting out blood.

There seemed to be some faint sound in my ears.

Wei Yuan's left hand suddenly grabbed Yaozhu's wrist.

"Got you."

The mortal grinned.

On the mountain fifty kilometers away from here, Kualin held the hanging Xingtian battle ax with both hands.

Exhaling loudly, the battle ax was slowly lifted.

PS: Today’s second update... 3,600 words.

Work and rest in the world, the next day, I will prepare a little bit, I hope to have the first update around 12 o'clock tomorrow.

power!!!


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