Chi!
The sword energy flew across the sky, penetrating the sky like a startling rainbow, and the sword pointed into the sky, emitting astonishing sword energy.
With a pop, it hit the body of the sixteen-faced god.
"ah!"
Sixteen people screamed, wondering what happened today and how everyone they met could ignore his magical detention.
"kill!"
This man was also a ruthless man. Regardless of the severe pain of his soul being injured, the sixteen Rakshasa ghost faces flashed fierce light, and the Heavenly Spirit Cap rushed up to pull out the fairy light, which penetrated the clouds. It was a Heavenly Spirit Cap fairy bone.
The Great Demon God Tuotian felt something in the distance, and glanced here from the corner of his eye. This aura gave him a familiar feeling, it was the remains of the immortal in the Death Valley of Kunlun Mountain!
Unexpectedly, the other party actually carried the remains of an immortal with him.
Even the remains of immortals were sacrificed, it seems that these sixteen-faced gods are really going to death.
At this moment, the sixteen Rakshasa ghost faces turned into sixteen warm jade-like faces, with an ethereal aura of immortals, just like the powerful ancient immortals descending to the underworld, flying towards the middle-aged man, and unfolding the strongest battle between ancient immortals and martial arts immortals.
war.
He can freely switch among the three realms of humans, ghosts, and immortals, and he doesn't know what the origins of the sixteen-faced gods he visualized are so extraordinary in mythology.
The middle-aged man's body was covered with blood, and his face and expression could not be seen clearly. Facing the sixteen-faced god who came to kill him with the remains of an immortal, the martial arts immortal's aura surged, and his blood was as vast as a bloody sun boiling the sky, affecting several people in a radius.
mile range.
sulfuric acid!
With the sword at his waist unsheathed, the entire world of soldiers and corpses was filled with shimmering soldier peaks, causing the world of soldiers and corpses to move.
A sword struck out.
It's just a complicated sword.
Boom!
The world was shaken violently. The weapons buried deep in the soil, mountains, forests, lakes, rocks, and ancient trees flew out into the sky with the sword. They flew into the eighteen people.
Face.
At this moment, the eighteen-faced man looked like he was against the whole world.
clang!
The immortal's bones shook violently, resisting the earth-shattering sword, and erupted into a terrifying fairy light. It was the remains of Yiren's Heavenly Spirit Cap before his death. It is the essence of the whole body, also known as the parietal bone.
Whether the immortal bones were damaged or not, the Eighteen Faced Gods were almost shocked to the point where the Yuanshen could no longer control them. This was not only because of the domineering swordsmanship and unparalleled strength, but also because of the martial arts Yangxue's natural ability to restrain the Yin Shen Yuanshen.
Then, the middle-aged woman changed her chop to a point, her speed was reduced, and the tip of the sword pierced the eighteen-faced god.
All my sword moves are simple and elegant basic sword moves. If you practice the basic sword moves to the extreme, you can return to the original nature and create new things.
The eighteen people took a weak breath and used the immortal bones to block again, boom!
It was like the sky was shattering and the earth was shattering. The power was astonishing. The ground above my feet was shaken by the shock wave, causing a small concave pit to appear. It was like a small pit was made by a small hammer from heaven and earth.
That time, even the remains of the immortal were left with some traces from the impact of the sharp sword tip. It seemed that even the immortal light was wiped out and became a little brighter. The cultivation of the eighteen human-faced gods was very weak, even if they were confronted by Lu Yiyuexian.
The attack still made no progress, and he gritted his teeth and resisted the attack.
They saw the eighteen-faced god holding a thunder seal with his hand, and the immortal bones triggered the four-day immortal thunder, which struck directly towards the middle-aged woman.
The Death Valley in Kunlun Mountain is accompanied by thunder phenomena all year round. Those immortal bones can trigger thunder. It is terrifying that the ancient immortal has swallowed up a middle-aged woman.
The middle-aged woman slashed her sword into the sky. The energy of the sword was like the Milky Way hanging upside down in the sky. It was narrow, wide, huge, and small. It collided with the ancient immortal, click!
The thunder collided with the Galaxy Sword Qi, exploding into a piercing white light, splitting the rain curtain in half, just like splitting the sky into two halves. The Galaxy Sword Qi brought the Ancient Immortal and slashed diagonally towards the Eighteen-faced God.
When manpower is unlimited, it can resist the boundless power of heaven. The middle-aged woman used the long sword in her hand as a guide, and used the skillful force of Qianjin to draw thunder towards her opponent.
Boom!
The Eighteen-man Mian Shen had no idea that martial arts could use such ingenious power, so he was hit in the head by the giant sword energy and immortal thunder. Although there was no immortal bone to block part of the attack, he was still sent flying backwards.
"Is that the suppression of Yin gods by Yang blood!" The eighteen-faced god who was severely injured was willing to tear open the body of the soul with his hand knife and directly integrate the immortal bones into the soul. The body was born with the temperament of Erlang, and he was like a statue.
Lu Yi flew toward the middle-aged woman again.
Before being integrated into the remains of the immortal, the eighteen-faced gods were temporarily suppressed by the majestic blood of the Immortal Wang Fomu. They fought in close quarters with the Immortal Wang Fomu. They fought back and forth. Eighteen human faces and eighty-seven eyes shot out into the sky.
The astonishing light beam was like a fierce battle between the Eighty-Seven Erlang Sword Qi and the long sword in the hands of Wang Fomu Immortal.
The sky and the ground were filled with Erlang's sword energy, sweeping across the seven surrounding mountains, forests and canyons, leaving behind piles of ruins.
"Although the master is already alive, the young master is now wearing the immortal skin of the master. It is easy to kill those wild gods and evil spirits on the roadside." Standing at the foot of the cliff, Qi Bo seemed to have no full confidence in his master and the young master.
He looked nervous, worried about the battle on the field.
…
At this time, the crowd watching the battle on the horizon let out one after another exclamations of exclamation, exclaiming that today was really an eye-opener. Not only did they see the weak in the Eight Realms fighting, but they also thought they could see the legendary Queen Buddha Mother.
Everyone in the world knows that martial arts is more difficult than Shinto, simply because the requirements for talent and bones are more stringent, and it also requires the accumulation of countless heavenly materials and earthly treasures.
But since the world of the underworld has been shackled and the treasures of heaven and earth have been exhausted, only a handful of immortals have been born in the past thousands of years, and they are even rarer than those in the eighth realm of Shinto. Today, you can see the immortals Wang Buddha and the eight realms of Shinto in the underworld.
Fighting hard, saying it is rare in seven hundred years is an exaggeration.
…
When the eighteen-man-faced god and the middle-aged woman retreated to the forefront of the white cold war, the little devil Tuotian and Zhenjun Chilu Yiyue on the other side also retreated to the white cold war.
"What is he looking at? Is he worried that I can't compete with the Queen Buddha Mother Immortal? Are you thinking about how to run away!" The little demon god Tuotian yelled, shouting in conjunction with the injury to the gods. It was like ringing a death knell, and he was already distracted.
The impetuous Zhenjun ordered the martial arts practitioners to have eight souls and one soul appear, which is stable, and to retreat and cause the visualized Dharma body to appear is stable.
The little devil Tuotian seized this golden opportunity, and launched a mental attack with the Heart Demon Tribulation and the Thousand Heart Tribulation, once again traumatizing the opponent's soul, leaving the shadow of the inner demon in the opponent's heart, and his mind was at peace.
Although the Heart Demon Tribulation and the Thousand Heart Tribulation can severely injure a weak person like the one in the middle of the Eighth Realm, as long as they can have a partial impact, they can create many opportunities in the low-handed fight for the slightest bit.
"Show off your weak words!" The expression on the martial arts master Lu Yiyue's face became clearer and clearer. Everyone could see that I had reached the end of my weak crossbow. My mind was paying less and less attention to the face of the Eighteenth Man. I was worried about the Eighteenth Man.
If the human-faced god resists the King Buddha Mother Immortal, he will choose to risk his life and run away, abandoning me to save my life.
The little devil Tuotian quickly seized the opportunity, wasting the spiritual power of the talisman. The Yiyue water talisman on Qilang Road weakly separated the rain curtain of heaven and earth, creating a vacuum area for a short time, and then opened the red gourd stopper, and the incense wish force brought the burning sun fire.
, the terror burned towards Zhenjun Zhiwu Taoist.
At the same time, he used his magic robe to bind the opponent, and then used the power of incense to suck the opponent's soul out of the red gourd, weakly killing a weak soul in the middle of the eighth realm.
Lu Yiyue roared angrily, and her body glowed with turbulent divine light. It was like the waves of the sea that were calmly shaking inward, shaking open the robe. At the same time, a water dragon king rushed out of the body and flew around the world, like
The Dragon King is stirring up wind and spreading rain, and the light rain falls like a white waterfall.
Seeing that Qilang's magic trick of enveloping the water talisman was about to reach its limit, the little devil Tuotian focused all his attention on the magic weapon battle and sacrificed the Shaking Altar Wood. Eight hundred thousand Yin De magic weapons were used together to suppress the martial arts master Xiang Zhenjun.
Zhenjun Zhilu Yiyue, who was being dragged down by eight powerful magic weapons, could not avoid it, but he was willing to roar. He could only watch the thunder mountain transformed by the shaking altar wood fall towards him... Suddenly, without any warning, his mind
A world of space opened up in front of the Little Demon God Tuotian, who was all under the magic weapon fight. A peacock divine bird flew out, with warm and calm eyes, like a Bodhisattva of Prajna Wisdom. He ate the Little Demon God Tuotian in one bite, then fluttered his wings and flew away into the sky.
.
Astonishingly, it was the peacock Xiaoming Longshouyu Bodhisattva hiding in a separate space in the big world who attacked and killed the little devil Tuotian!
Did you escape at all?
Always thinking about Yuanci Holy Light Immortal Fate!
Waiting for an opportunity to hide and attack the little devil Tuotian!
Qilang Shen, who had lost control of his soul, used the water talisman, and his spirituality dissipated on the spot, and the rain washed away the incense and his wish.
The Burning Sky Yang Fire was made healthy by the light rain. At that moment, the robe automatically flew back, protecting the incense and wishing to fly back to the outside of the red gourd, and flew away with the Qi Lang Shen Shui Meng Shui Talisman and the red gourd.
Unfortunately, the thunder mountain transformed from the shaking altar wood was too light, and the robe could not be taken away in the end.
Boom!
Zhentan Muleishan hit the martial artist Yiyue on the middle road, but due to the additional Yuanshen control at the first moment, there was no misalignment and the power was slightly reduced. It only hit Yiyue on the Zhenjun Chilu at the edge.
When the Thunder Mountain faded away, revealing Zhenjun Chilu Yiyue who was slapped on the bottom of the deep pit of scorched earth with his arms raised and four prongs. At this time, my body was as cracked as a turtle's back, and several wounds were burnt white.
Although the injuries were serious, they were still fatal. I climbed out of the pit and looked at the peacock flying away with a gloomy expression.
"Damn it! I thought you were the mantis stalking the cicada and the oriole in front, but I thought the oriole at the front was actually the peacock king. You suffered heavy losses, but you took advantage of it!"
To be continued...