Seven hundred and twentieth chapters ten miles long sword
"Evil and crooked way! Kill us! If you have the ability, you will kill us all! Do you really think that the Three Saints do not exist?"
A Nascent Soul monk from the Immortal Toad Palace roared hysterically.
"Do you think I dare not?" Wang Li's expression suddenly changed, and his originally mocking face instantly filled with murderous intent.
With a sniff, a terrifying sword aura broke through the air and slashed directly at the Nascent Soul cultivator of the Immortal Toad Palace.
At this time, he was at least ten miles away from the Nascent Soul Cultivator of the Immortal Toad Palace, but his sword aura was slashed out, and it stretched across more than ten miles!
This sword aura completely condensed into substance in the air, extremely huge, like a huge iron wall suddenly appeared in the air!
"Damn!"
A burst of exclamation sounded among the mountain gate of Songheguan.
The three monks of Yilei Mountain all had a thought in their minds, and they didn't expect that the mountain master would have such a move.
This sword is like a giant sword of a god, like a river of heaven, with a terrifying momentum.
Compared to them, there was no big surprise to the group of powerful people in the Great Hanging Temple.
Wang Li was born in Xuantian Sect, and the master of Xuantian Sect practiced the Sword Gang Method. Wang Li's golden elixir was extremely huge. In addition, Wang Li had already shown the magic sword method before, so now the sword Gang attack is in their sight.
It is reasonable to come.
Wang Li's huge golden elixir contains an amazing throughput of energy. The continuous gushing of true energy can naturally form such a terrifying sword energy.
Now Wang Li's sword is directly across the sky for more than ten miles. When Wang Li becomes the Nascent Soul, he may be like those great masters of the God Transformation Stage in the history of Xuantian Sect, and his sword is over a hundred miles away.
However, the more clearly I think about it, the more these big shots in the Hanging Temple felt that Wang Li might not be able to work.
After all, it is one thing to be powerful, and it is another thing to be actually powerful.
Although Wang Li's true energy is powerful, the power of the true energy is in the scope of the Golden Elixir Realm after all. Even if the quantitative change causes qualitative change, in their opinion, this sword attack is at most and at most the power of the eighth and ninth level of the Nascent Soul Stage.
Although these Nascent Soul cultivators in the Immortal Toad Palace have lost their Nascent Soul, the number of defensive magic weapons they sacrifice is also very amazing. The stacking of various vital laws of this defensive magic weapon is enough to cause quantitative change to cause qualitative change.
It's like an arrow shooting into a bamboo forest. It can easily penetrate several bamboos in front, but its power will eventually be weakened and it will naturally fall into the bamboo forest behind.
The higher the cultivation level, the more authoritative it is in the judgment of hedging power.
Even the good dharma kings and Master Xile felt that Wang Li could not really kill the Nascent Soul monk with one sword.
However, what everyone expected was that this sword aura was slashed out across the sky. Wherever the giant sword passed, the various defensive magic weapons filled the sky were like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, flying out in all directions.
Such spiritual lights were shattered one after another, and they could not stop this sword.
This sword instantly slashed the body of the Nascent Soul cultivator, as if he had entered a state of no one!
"ah!"
The Nascent Soul Cultivator who was still roaring hysterically before breathing not only had various defensive magic weapons in front of him, but the spiritual light on his body also turned into various streams of light. With the sword aura slashed, his miserableness
The screams were still lingering in the air, but his body was directly smashed into pieces by the power of the sword!
"Damn!"
Not to mention the crowd of Yilei Mountain, even all the monks in the Great Hanging Temple were sweating profusely.
"Alien Thunder!"
Both the good dharma kings and Master Xile's faces were pale, and beads of sweat were oozing from their foreheads.
The moment those defensive magic weapons were directly slashed away by the sword aura, they sensed the aura of the thunder in the air.
Destroy the Dharma and the alien thunder!
Even the strange thunder that is still falling in the air now, claiming to be able to annihilate all methods used by monks below the Mahayana stage!
This is the strange thunder that even the powerful people in the Nirvana stage are afraid of encountering when they are promoted to the Mahayana stage!
This completely exceeded the cognitive limits of the two of them.
Isn’t this kind of alien thunder able to dissolve all the laws of vitality that monks below the Mahayana stage can pull? Why can Wang Li still pull this kind of alien thunder? Why can he still use his sword energy to pull this kind of alien thunder? This kind of alien thunder is just like
Is it a coating on the surface of his sword?
Why doesn't his sword energy collapse?
"This is a damn..."
In addition to cold sweat, Master Xile's bald head directly caught goose bumps that could be seen in the naked eye.
No matter how Wang Li did it, it does not mean that he and the good Dharma Kings will either not be slashed by Wang Li's sword aura. If they are slashed by Wang Li's sword aura, they will be the masters of the God Transformation Stage.
The same fate as that Nascent Soul monk.
Of course, in theory, they, like the god-transforming cultivators, could not be easily killed by Wang Li, and their attacks should be faster than Wang Li, but who can guarantee that Wang Li has no other incredible means?
"……!!" The good dharma kings were also shocked and speechless.
He now felt more and more that Wang Li formed an alliance with their Great Hanging Temple, because his attitude and coincidentally sent Wang Li, a lightning protection cylinder, was not because Wang Li was afraid of their strength. I am afraid that Wang Li was considering it.
Some people from the chaotic continents need to build a bridge between him and the chaotic continents, so that he can seek the benefits of the chaotic continents.
"His various methods can actually directly pull the thunder of the thunder. Is this equivalent to being able to integrate the thunder of the thunder into his own various methods?"
He Lingxiu and Yan Yan stared at this time, and they were both surprised and happy.
What they were thinking right now was that Wang Li had completely figured out the way for the Gray Dao Palace in his Qi Sea to unlock the thunder gang.
The gray Taoist temple itself is like a terrifying magic weapon that accumulates countless thunder weapons.
Each of its cornerstones is like a innate Taoist pattern that pulls the unique thunder aura!
Now he is like he is completely integrating these innate Taoist patterns with himself. The reason why he can pull various thunder weapons into his own methods is not because he is so powerful, it is entirely because of the gray Taoist temple itself.
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It is allowed by the law of the Grey Taoist Temple itself.
It was not until this time that he seemed to truly understand the use of various thunder auras in this Gray Taoist Hall, which seemed to be the most correct way to use them.
The moment he killed the Nascent Soul cultivator with one sword, the thought that really arose in his heart.
The direct killing of a Nascent Soul cultivator among more than 3,000 cultivators was too powerful, but the thought in his mind was that it should have been like this, because this gray Taoist temple was an extremely rebellious thing
Something from heaven.
He is now increasingly suspicious that this gray Taoist palace is related to the way of heaven. Even if it is not the law of heaven itself, it is like a heaven-defying magic weapon that controls all thunders.
As expected, after this thought came out clearly in his heart, he was a little stunned in the next moment.
Because he couldn't help but think that if he encountered that kind of mountain gate giant ship next, if the mountain gate giant ship was not of sufficient level, and the giant ship's defensive magic array did not resist the power of such a thunder that was almost Mahayana method, then he would have more
If you slash a few swords, I am afraid that the magic array of the giant ship in the mountain gate will be completely damaged and will be chopped down by yourself?
As he thought about it, he immediately thought that the other party would naturally fight back.
In this way, he instantly pulled the strange thunder in his subconscious. With a bang, countless tiny white lightning lights surged from the countless black Taoist patterns around him.
The black Taoist patterns around him were originally like a black vortex, but at this time these white lightning lights were like white eyeballs floating in the black vortex, which looked very terrifying.
He has now achieved the Wuji Dharma body, and the Dharma arises with the mind. When the mind moves, the casting of the magic is achieved.
"Even our own defensive method can this kind of alien thunder be suspended? Then even if we, a cultivator in the God Transformation Stage, may not be able to defeat the Dao Domain around him!"
But such a picture is even more terrifying to all the good dharma kings, Master Joy and others.
"This thief!"
Seeing such a scene, although He Lingxiu couldn't help but curse, the worried expression on her face instantly decreased a lot.
No matter how strange Wang Li seemed to be, he had no power to fight back when facing the God Transformation Stage, especially those above the Heavenly Venerable Level who suddenly attacked Yilei Mountain last time.
But now Wang Li can actually directly pull such strange thunder into her own Taoist patterns. According to her understanding of Wang Li, it should be that as long as Wang Li can pull the thunder that can be used in various methods, it should be possible to use it in various methods.
It's right.
In this way, facing that level of power, Wang Li had completely exceeded the concept of true essence cultivation level at this time and had already had the ability to protect himself.
"How is that possible!"
"What kind of demonic method is this!"
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
Wang Li killed the Nascent Soul cultivator in the Xianchan Palace with one sword. He was still a little stunned. However, the group of cultivators of the three sects was already shocked and screaming sounded like a tide.
Wang Li came back to his senses.
He laughed.
He and Lu Shenliang have always lived a hard life like a shaming mouse. Even these dog-like sects rely on the three saints to abuse monks like them, but now it is different.
Now, in his eyes, these people are really like dogs falling into the water.
"Who else dares to shout?"
He laughed and said, "Who else wants me to kill him, and who else wants to taste my ten-mile long sword?"
The screams of horror were instantly cut off.
No one dared to respond for a moment.
"Since you dare not reply, that means you have heard it clearly?" Wang Li sneered: "In the future, either you three sects should not step into the four continents of the east. If you want to enter the four continents of the east, you must always kneel down for me if you want to go to the four continents of the east.
Let's go!"
His voice sounded, and more than 3,000 monks from the three sects were suspended in the air, but no one dared to respond.
Only the thunder in the sky is still falling.
Some monks were too shocked and lost their minds, and they didn't even have time to avoid the thunder of disaster. They were struck by the thunder and fell one after another.
(This update is today, and the third update tomorrow)