Chapter Five Hundred and Thirty One: A Sword Across the Sky and All Thunder Destroyed
(The climax is coming.)
A low voice sounded, and the golden flash on the surface of the talisman suddenly disappeared in an instant. Three star patterns were painted where Master Xuanguang was pointing. When his sword finger retreated, a dark light suddenly lit up in the center of the three star patterns, and then
It burst out and shot directly into the void thousands of miles away.
"Treasure talisman?" Lang Fei's face darkened, and there was a hint of solemnity in his cold eyes. Even the thousands of flying swords behind him were trembling and making a buzzing sound.
Qingxia and Mingkong looked at the talisman floating quietly in the air with shocked expressions. The treasure talisman! According to legend, it was painted by the immortal who transformed into a god. Even the most common treasure talisman has its own characteristics.
The power of a full blow from a high-grade spiritual weapon.
"Xiao Fei... he... can he block it?" Fairy Qingxia looked at Lang Fei with worry in her eyes. Her concern was beyond words.
On the other hand, Master Xuanguang, whether it was Lei Yang, Feng Yuan or Feng Yu, looked at the boy in white in the distance with a look of resentment on their faces. "Sir, kill him... kill him
!”
Xuan Guang did not answer. At this time, all his energy was focused on controlling the power of the talisman. After all, it was a treasure talisman, and he had to go all out to activate its terrifying power.
One breath, two breaths, three breaths. As the black light penetrated into the nine days, after just three breaths, the originally cloudless sky turned dark in an instant. At this time, the dome was not covered by dark clouds, but was directly replaced.
For the sake of the night sky, the shining sun and stars have disappeared, and the moon and stars have not appeared. Those twinkling, shining stars are the stars that fill the night sky.
Among them, the three stars facing directly above the head are the most dazzling. The three stars are arranged in a Z-shaped pattern, and while they are casting endless starlight, they are still spinning slowly, from slow to fast, from slow to fast. Just snap your fingers.
The scene rotates into a colorful halo of light.
Along with the starlight, there are waves of boundless pressure like seas and mountains. The violent spiritual energy in the void converges into invisible hurricanes one after another. Under the brighter and brighter starlight, it stirs the atmosphere that permeates the sky and the earth.
The vitality gives people an extremely depressing and suffocating feeling.
While the vitality hurricane was raging, the three rapidly rotating stars also emerged from the night, like falling meteors. With unparalleled momentum, they crashed through the strong wind nine days away, tearing open the deep and vast void, spinning,
It rolled, bringing up streaks of flames and rays of light, heading straight towards the top of the mountains, and pressing down on the boy in white standing proudly in the sky.
Qingxia and Mingkong, who were oppressed by the violent energy, retreated again and again. In a moment, Tong Langfei had opened up a hundred feet of range.
"Boy Fei, nothing can happen to you, nothing can happen to you..." She clenched her hands tighter and tighter, staring into the distance with her eyes. As her lips moved, she softly uttered one sentence after another as if she cared about Lang Fei, but
It's like words to comfort yourself.
Master Mingkong stared blankly at the three falling stars from the sky. His eyes no longer had the calmness, wisdom, and distance in the past, but were replaced by shock, horror, and fear.
The power of treasure talismans is so terrifying. He has seen talismans of this grade before, and has touched them with his own hands. There are even some talismans in the Mingyang Sect that were passed down from the ancestor's era, and there are quite a few.
.However, they had no treasures, but they could only rely on formations to activate them. Even so, the power exerted was only one-tenth or two-tenths of the original.
On the other hand, the sacrifices made by monks in the Qi Refining Realm have such earth-shattering power. If we think about those immortals who can transform into gods and earth, I am afraid that if the treasure talisman is used in their hands, they will really be able to call the wind and rain, move mountains and fill the sea.
What is different from the two of them is that the expressions of Lei Yang, Feng Yuan and others at this time are a mixture of excitement, anticipation and fear. Regarding the boy in white opposite them, they want to eat his flesh and drink his blood, even the skin.
To be used as decoration, even the bones must be made into utensils.
The hatred of killing relatives and seizing treasures is as high as a mountain and as deep as the sea!
"Little bastard, I want you to die... I want you to die!" Fairy Feng Yuan's old face was as red as blood, and she tightly grasped the hand of Fairy Feng Yu who was supporting her, roaring hysterically.
Although Master Lei Yang said nothing, the look he looked at Lang Fei was full of madness and ferocity.
There is no deep hatred between the four members of the Yuwen clan, Bai Jue, Jin Jue and Lang Fei, and their eyes naturally lack the hostility of Feng Yuan, Tianzhu, Lei Yang and others. For them, there is more
It is the fear and awe of Xuan Guang Shangzun.
Although he had known for a long time that his cultivation was unfathomable, he had never had an intuitive understanding of it. Seeing the scene in front of him, he remembered that he had previously said that he could destroy a sect on his own. I am afraid that there was nothing false about his words.
Ingredients.
Although Master Xuanguang was busy with his hands at this time, he was smiling in his heart, and the slight curve of the corners of his mouth also showed it all. Everything under the treasure talisman was ashes. If the boy in white got into trouble with him, his fate would be early.
It is doomed. He will definitely die! He will turn into ashes, into nothingness, and into the dust between heaven and earth.
The more brilliant the three meteors were, the more ominous they were. The brighter the glow, the more murderous the intent. At this moment, three celestial bodies as bright as sun stars fell from the top of the mountains. Their power was heavier than the mountains.
, deeper than the sea.
The vitality hurricane burned under the friction of the three meteorites, rushing like a wolf in the wind with its fangs exposed, roaring towards the boy in white standing in the sky.
The roar rang in his ears, and the wind knife blew across his face. At this time, Lang Fei's expression was as calm as water, and his eyes looking at the falling star were full of solemnity.
This is the most powerful attack he has ever encountered! But so what? No matter how bright the star is, it must hang in the sky to be looked up to. Once it falls, it is no longer sacred and awe-inspiring.
Sword light erupted from the flying swords behind him. The boy in white held Yue Jian in his hand and roared loudly. Then, the whole person faced the wind, carrying thousands of flying swords of different brilliance behind him, like a countercurrent.
The stars above shot towards the three meteorites falling from the sky.
The head of the Shanyue Sword emits a blue-grey light, and the outside is covered with a layer of yellow-brown fluid, while an orange-yellow flame burns blazingly on the outside.
The hurricane was torn apart, and the vitality was torn apart. The three-color sword energy streaked across the night sky, like igniting a wasteland full of withered grass. The light began to reappear, and the sun and stars were resurrected again.
There was no sound, no violent airflow. Everyone only saw a little light flashing across, and the continuous formation of three meteorites was immediately pierced. Then it was submerged, split, chopped, and pierced by countless sword lights behind it.
Rubbles were like rain, carrying blazing flames, residual gray sword energy, and violent vitality. They fell into the mountains, disrupting the mountains and dispersing the clouds. Finally, they fell into the mountains.
The forest land and streams ignited the mountains and evaporated the clear springs. With the impact of wave after wave, the mountains shook, rocks cracked and rocks collapsed, and huge cracks spread throughout the Leidu Mountains. The mountains were squeezed
It was deformed and collapsed, and the dragon veins of the entire mountain were cut and torn apart, and large amounts of earth energy were ejected.
Everyone present stared blankly at this scene. Lei Di Mountain was finished! The entire Lei Du Mountain Range had its aura leaking out, turning it from a fairyland into a barren mountain.
The killing sword energy is destined to cut through the vitality of the mountains, the flames are bound to burn everything that is combustible, and the brutal impact will even divide and flatten the continuous mountains.
"How is it possible? No... no... I don't believe it, this is not true... this is not true!" Looking at the flaming wilderness under my feet, at the dilapidated Leidu Mountains, and at the suddenly collapsed Leidu Mountains
The sculptures of the Emperor, as well as the mourning victims all over the mountain, the corpses of the disciples of Lei Di’s disciples could be seen everywhere. Master Lei Yang was roaring and roaring with his liver and gallbladder broken.
Dao Yanzi's corpse still smoking, Fang Qingyun's tragic end with his liver and brain bruised, Danbizi's head with split brains, and Tian Hao's twisted limbs. These all illustrate the scene just now that was filled with sword energy and flames.
The catastrophe caused by the meteorite impact is so terrifying.
Except for ordinary disciples, not even the elders of the Refining Realm escaped. Feng Yuan, Feng Yu and others stared at all this blankly, their eyes also filled with disbelief. A large and dignified sect was reduced to nothing in one day.
.As for the culprit, he was still wearing plain clothes and holding a sword, with an indifferent expression on his face.
"You...you...impossible, how can you be stronger than me? Impossible, absolutely impossible, there is absolutely no one stronger than me in the Evergreen Realm." The Supreme Xuanguang had no intention of paying attention to the Thunder Emperor.
Seeing the miserable state of the mountain, all his attention was focused on the boy in white who came back with a sword without a trace of fireworks. "I am enough on the top of Evergreen. You must die...you must give me
die……"
Following Xuan Guang's unwilling roar, his body suddenly shot out a blast of energy, and then, a dark red flame suddenly appeared outside his body.
Lang Fei frowned slightly when he saw this, but the fright in the distance had just subsided, and Fairy Qingxia, who had just come back to her senses, suddenly changed her face. "Underworld evil? How is it possible? How can such a dangerous thing be controlled by a monk..."
Taoist Mingkong, who was still shocked by the destruction of Lei Di Mountain, felt his heart skip a beat when he heard this. When he turned around to look, he saw that the flames flowing out of the body of Master Xuan Guang were changing sometimes to look like a will-o'-wit, and sometimes changing to a shadow.
"Boy Fei, be careful. This thing is extremely poisonous. Compared with the Earth Evil, the underworld current is three times more corrosive!"
As if to confirm what Taoist Ming Kong said, Feng Yuan, Tianzhu and others all changed their expressions and hid away from Xuan Guang.
"Dark Evil?" Lang Fei frowned. Not only had he heard of this thing, but he had also been lucky enough to see it once before.
"Boy, go to hell!" Xuan Guang didn't give him too much time to think. As soon as he finished speaking, Yanliu behind him suddenly transformed into a lion-headed demon god wearing black armor and wrapped in dark red flames.
Seeing that Xuan Guang Shangzun grew bigger and bigger behind him, and in a moment he transformed into a flame demon with a height of more than ten feet, Lang Fei's face became more solemn. This nameless demon has a slender head, but its body shape is that of a standard human being
The body, judging from the aura it exudes and the behavior of roaring to the sky, all reveal a violent and crazy character.
This is also the true portrayal of Master Xuanguang at this time. His eyes were blood red, the muscles on his face were twisted and intertwined, and he was staring at Lang Fei like an angry bull.
"Drink...ah!" With a violent roar, the towering demon moved. His arm wrapped in dark red flames stretched forward and grabbed Lang Fei's head directly.
"Hmph, I want to see which one is more powerful, your Underworld Evil or my Infant Fire." Like the Demon God, Lang Fei also raised his right hand, activated the Infant Fire, and punched the Demon God's palm.
In an instant, the mountain-like demon's palm collided with Lang Fei's fist. Both sides were slightly anxious, and the dark red flame suddenly turned into a lion-headed snake, biting directly towards Lang Fei's arm. And the orange-yellow infant fire
But it was still burning tepidly, facing the fierce lion-headed snake, but there was no change at all.
The flame fangs directly bit Lang Fei's arm without any resistance. The demon let out a roar and was about to bite off Lang Fei's arm when he discovered that the gentle orange-yellow flame was like an invulnerable armor. No matter what he did,
Even biting and pulling couldn't hurt the boy in white at all.
Master Xuanguang was shocked by Lang Fei's difficulty, and Lang Fei was not the same. He knew better than anyone else the characteristics of the flames cultivated by the Nine Turns of True Red Jue. But it was this person who was best at restraining evil spirits and filth.
The flames of the object were actually unable to do anything to the dark red flames released by the Demon God. Although he blocked the Demon God's charged attack with one punch, he seemed to have the upper hand, but the real situation was that both sides were evenly matched.
No one can do anything to anyone.
Xuan Guang's cultivation level is in the early stage of Qi refining, and Lang Fei is only slightly stronger than him. Even so, Ying Huo can only compete with the Yanliu on a par. Strictly speaking, Lang Fei's cultivation
Yinghuo is already inferior.
"Kill him, kill him... come with me!" Xuan Guang screamed like a maniac.
Lei Yang, Feng Yuan, Tianzhu and others were stunned for a moment, and then they reacted, roaring together, and each used their powerful supernatural powers to attack Lang Fei.
Feng Yuan and Lei Yang were injured, and their magical powers were naturally reduced a bit. However, Qi Yue, Chen Huang, Tianzhu and others were not seriously injured. They all worked hard to activate the magic weapons in their hands.
, the treasure talisman, swarmed towards the boy in white who was restrained by the devil.
At the same time, the four members of the Yuwen clan, Bai Jue, and Jin Jue also looked at each other, gritted their teeth, and each took out their housekeeping spiritual weapons.
The spiritual weapon of the Yuwen family is a jade scroll, which depicts a beautiful woman half-lying in the clouds. Her starry eyes are slightly open, her bare hands are raised lightly, and a palm-sized, silver-white bracelet is tied around her wrist.
Flower pocket.
The jade book was held high above the head by Yu Wenmu. As he chanted the spell, dazzling silver-white wind blades with cold light gathered around the jade book, condensed, and finally forged countless silver spears, Su Ge, frost knives, cold swords... one by one, they were directed towards
Lang Fei plunged head-on.
Lang Fei had also heard about this jade scroll for a long time. According to legend, the "Fenghou Tianshu" was refined by Yuwen Tuo, the founder of the Yuwen family. He was good at controlling the wind, either driving the enemy or relying on it for defense. It was used for attacking and receiving.
A treasure that has both, in fact, it is also the capital of the Yuwen Family to be able to gain a foothold in the Tianfeng Desert.
But the thing that Master Jin Jue sacrificed surprised Lang Fei. The thing in his hand was a whisk, but it didn't look like a whisk, and it didn't look like a broom. To describe it, it looked like a woman.
's hair.
The spiritual weapon "Three Thousand Blue Silks" has an extremely nice name. That piece of green silk flashes in the air, wandering in the wind, and dancing in the air always gives people a sad and sad feeling. But Lang Fei knows that this is what it means.
A beautiful name, a dancing figure that makes people look heartbroken, but it is the most life-threatening thing.
Those black hairs are not beautiful things that make people feel sad, but daggers that pierce people's hearts. According to legend, they are woven from the hair of the demon of lust in the demon prison of the demon world, and they can arouse people's hearts.
love/desire and sadness, which can lead to a loss of mind or even the collapse of spiritual consciousness.
Facing the tidal wave of offensives from Feng Yuan, Lei Yang and others, facing the all-pervasive and comprehensive attack of "Fenghou Tianshu" and "Three Thousand Green Hairs", Lang Fei's face showed neither sadness nor joy. When the strong wind hit his body,
When the magical power came to him, he opened his eyes and shouted loudly.
Where the yellow light flashed, a stream of fluid armor started from his abdomen and slowly covered his entire body. Thunder, flames, wind blades, sound waves, venom... all of these, when they hit the surface of the fluid armor, are like steel approaching the sun.
Like fire, it is melted, corrupted, and evaporated in the blink of an eye.
And the black hair that was wrapped around Lang Fei was eroded under his deliberate care, turning it into dry firewood. It no longer has the black luster of the past, nor the flying and agility of before.
"Why? How could he be so strong? So many of us jointly attacked, but we couldn't do anything against him. He...is he still a human?" Horror and confusion appeared on the faces of everyone who attacked Lang Fei.
"He...he is not a human being, he is an invincible devil, a Shura who kills without blinking an eye..."
Although everyone was still attacking mechanically and repeating the spells in their hands over and over again, fear spread in their hearts as the magical spells disappeared from Lang Fei's body again and again, like a plague.
It sweeps through everyone around me.
As early as when Lei Yang, Feng Yuan and others were attacking Lang Fei, Master Mingkong's expression changed and he was about to step forward to support him, but Fairy Qingxia reached out to him and shook her head.
At this moment, seeing the scene in front of him, the old Taoist priest finally realized that if he had rashly stepped forward, he would not only be unable to help Lang Fei, but would become a burden and distract him.
Just when Master Mingkong felt the power of Lang Fei and felt sad in his heart, among the ruins of Lei Di Mountain, a man covered in blood suddenly crawled out from among the boulders and rubble. If it was Qingxia, Mingming
Kong and Er Xiaowei focused all their attention on Lang Fei, and they would definitely recognize this person's identity.
Yes, he is Master Lei Xiao, the Supreme Elder of Lei Di Mountain who just quit the battle group for unknown reasons.
"Kill my junior brother, destroy my mountain gate, destroy my Thunder Emperor tradition, little bastard, even if I can't kill you, I will make you regret it for the rest of your life, and let you live in the shadow and regret of today forever!" Master Lei Xiao
He spat out the blood foam in his mouth, gritted his teeth and straightened his broken index finger, then turned around and stretched out his hand to touch down some gravel piles and broken rocks in front of him.