The dark demon cloud rolled in the void, and even the sky was gloomy. In the storm spring, there seemed to be dazzling golden light brewing. It was domineering, arrogant emperor's righteousness, the recast giant sword was extremely majestic, and the golden dragon claws lingered on the hilt of the sword.
The sword blade sucked and sucked cold light with the extreme sharp breath.
Lin Zixuan's palm, which was standing in front, slowly swung down, and the black gold giant sword standing in the clouds slashed down fiercely.
The wonder clouds roared out, and the vast sword energy tore the sky, and the invisible waves of space split into all directions. The mountains, rivers and rivers on the ground seemed to be under this sword, disappearing
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In addition to the dazzling golden light, the entire space is filled with endless vast and surging sword energy.
"Good sword!" The ancestor of the soul praised, then rose into the air, and the clouds rose straight up, and a golden light appeared on his back, like a god, and his boundless big hand grabbed the void and held the peerless divine weapon in his palm.
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"Senior?" Lin Zixuan's mouth spitted a cold voice. Unexpectedly, the old man was hypocritical and everything he had laid before was to lure him and make wedding dresses for him.
"Little guy, you can't control this terrifying fierce soldier. If you force yourself to keep it, it will burn your body. However, I have a bodhisattva heart and cannot save you. I often warn myself that if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?"
The ancestor said confidently, with compassionate eyes and a self-sacrifice.
"Old fox." Lin Zixuan cursed inwardly. He was angry, but his cultivation level was not enough, so he could only watch the dark demon being taken away.
"Boy, I'm for your own good. You kill your cultivation and strip the blood spirit out. After that, I will give you the Nine-Turn Golden Pill to help you recover." The ancestor of the soul became greedy, but he didn't expect to stay there.
The clones in the lower realm actually have such a despicable harvest.
Lin Zixuan's pupils became even colder when he heard this. This old man in good clothes wanted his own life in addition to his own treasures.
"I can't bear to leave my child and can't trap the wolf." The ancestor of the soul ignored it and smiled proudly. The sword fetus that he once had worked hard to get through a life-long death in a lost ancient ruin turned into a more stern corpse after accidental accident.
The perfect divine sword, and it is also a divine sword containing the power of devouring.
Thinking of this, his mind trembled violently. It was the law of devouring the Emperor's practice and an existence that all the gods feared.
"Poor child, when you meet me, you can only blame you for your bad luck." The ancestor of the soul sighed, his eyes flashed with cold light, and the power of heaven and earth suppressed Lin Zixuan. The latter's body fell to the ground in an instant,
A sense of powerlessness from the depths of the soul arises naturally, as if an ant is facing a giant elephant.
"People with luck will eventually be harmed by luck." The ancestor of the soul pointed at Lin Zixuan's eyebrows, and the evil aura penetrated into his body like countless demon snakes, biting his flesh and blood, and devouring his spiritual energy.
He did not notice Lin Zixuan's changes. Perhaps it was his condescending disdain. Lin Zixuan's pupils had turned into pitch black, becoming darker and darker, becoming pure, cold and ruthless.
"boom!"
A terrible aura erupted, and the power of nirvana annihilation of evil spirits everywhere in the body. Lin Zixuan's ruthless pupils were full of monsters. It was a kind of nobility derived from bloodlines, as if he was born as a king, destined
Despise everything, slaves from all directions.
The soul ancestor was ups and downs, and his pupils were slightly contracted. He could feel this breath, which was of the same origin as the Devouring Emperor.
"You...have you obtained his inheritance?" The face of the ancestor of the soul became solemn for the first time. The giant sword in his hand trembled slightly, as if echoing the latter.
"Come on the sword." Lin Zixuan's mouth sounded, and the black gold giant sword burst out from Ling Tian's sword aura, penetrated the space and returned to his hands. At this moment, his cultivation level continued to rise, and in a blink of an eye, he reached a very good point.
A horrible realm.
"Secret Method?" The ancestor of the soul stared and his eyes were frowning.
"It has been covered with dust for thousands of years. I never thought that the origin of this world is so weak. I haven't moved my muscles for a long time. Just so I'll take you to sacrifice my sword." Lin Zixuan soared into the sky, stepped on the void, rolling demon clouds above his head, and dazzling golden colors.
The beam of light blooms, as if the infinite light laws gather, which is extremely mysterious.
"I'm so arrogant." The ancestor of the soul sneered. There are only a few people in this world that can pose a threat to him. Even if the gods descend to earth, they will have no choice but to do anything to him.
Lin Zixuan's eyes became cold, and the magic air flow continued to spread. At the same time, his palms danced, and the black and gold giant sword lies across the sky. As the Taoist patterns carved in the void took shape, they were all around the soul ancestor.
Then he was carved with the Zhuxian Sword Formation, the sword turned into a heavy shadow, splitting out tens of millions of swords, the sword energy was like a rainbow, filled with endless murderous aura.
"Swish." The ancestor of the soul showed fear for the first time when facing the infinite sword shadow. This was not a gathering of spiritual energy, but a great power of heaven and earth. It was a terrifying force mixed by several laws. He stepped out and began to escape.
He lost confidence in this sure-killing sword.
The spiritual ancestor moved his mind and pointed at him. Suddenly, a void gully appeared in front of him. His body flashed and disappeared in the sword formation.
Lin Zixuan's eyes moved slightly, three thousand great ways, but the Tao of space is unpredictable to gods and ghosts. When they are accomplished, their bodies will turn into void and disappear without a trace.
"What an annoying mouse." A buzzing terrifying whistling sound swept across, and a powerful force burst out from Lin Zixuan. The entire space was shaking, and the black hole-like vortex turned into a ruin, turning everything.
Burial and devour, mountains, rivers, sun, moon and stars disappear instantly, and mysterious fluctuations are filled with the air. It is a force that does not belong to this world, a taboo force that shocks the gods.
Somewhere in the void, the body of the ancestor of the soul appeared. He sat cross-legged, and golden light flashed out, like an eternal golden Buddha standing in the air, with complex Sanskrit words constantly spitting out of the corners of his mouth, as if he was speaking and following the Dharma.
The Buddha's light turned into a surging golden palm print and suppressed it downwards.
The black gold giant sword is not to be outdone, as if the ancient Buddha was his enemy. It moved with a clang, and the sword body burst into boundless magic light, turning into a terrifying Shura Demon God, revealing a sensation of killing all over his body. He held the Shura Purgatory Halberd and headed towards the golden light
Bomb out.
The sound of the Sanskrit is rolling, the Buddha's light shines, the ancestor of the soul comes alone, his body turns into Vajra Bodhisattva, and becomes the Great Sun Tathagata, recites the six-character mantra, pinches the Great Compassion Palm Seal with his hands, and his magic power reaches the sky, and the sky is dark and dark with the demon god Shura.
The void is broken.
However, at the critical moment, a Buddha's eye appeared in the eyebrows of the ancestor of the soul, and there was another golden lamp in the pupils. The lamp mouth was tilted outward and the red lotus karma fire rolled, and the demonic energy on the Shura Demon God instantly evaporated.
Seeing this opportunity, the ancestor of the soul blasted out several Vajra boxing techniques, and the domineering fist seal released thousands of lights, purifying all the demon clouds covering the sky.
At that time, Lin Zixuan had already appeared behind him, and the devouring law covered him like an angry sea. The ancestor of the mind was slightly stunned and a brief static appeared.
Lin Zixuan's eyes were particularly cold, and the dark giant sword broke through the air, stabbed into the body of the ancestor of the soul, and entered the throat with one sword, but he did not relax. His eyes turned into the eyes of the demon god, flashing with a strange light, turning everything into nothingness.
The illusion is shattered, and the aura of the demonic way passes through cause and effect and follows the traces of the latter.
"go."
Lin Zixuan's hand slashed into the void, and a sharp beam of sword light suddenly broke through the space, splitting the void of the plane, and slashing the soul ancestor who was fleeing wildly from it.
"No..." A scream echoed, and the eyes of the ancestor of the soul showed unwillingness, and then both body and spirit were destroyed.
To be precise, he did not die under that sword energy, but a black hole vortex swinged by the sword light, swallowing all his soul and cultivation.
Lin Zixuan stepped on the ground, and everything around him was particularly clear under his feelings, and even the origin of heaven and earth was clearly visible, as if he was the master of this world and controlled everything.
However, this power does not belong to him. His current body is controlled by Mr. Feng, and all the magical powers are used by Mr. Feng.
"Boom!"
A trembling sound came from his body, and Lin Zixuan felt tired all over. He returned to his body, and the real and powerful feeling that disappeared made him extremely fascinated.
"Boy Lin, learn hard and learn hard. My old bones have almost been broken up. You have to rely on yourself during this period. I have to sleep for a while."
Old Feng showed expectation in his eyes. If this kid hadn't been willing to give the opportunity of the Chaos Sect to the Young Master, the old man would not have fought for him. However, when he saw this, Boy Lin was quite pleased with him.
Then, his eyes became extremely solemn, and the fate that our clan carries was delivered to him. If he does not die, he will witness an era, an era as prosperous as a myth.
After saying that, a ray of light in the black and white blood species dimmed. If you listen carefully, you will find a smile of relief.