The powerful aura made the fifth elder's eyes as green as jade.
However, when all the Tiandao Pavilion disciples saw such a scene, they all understood in their hearts what kind of price the fifth elder had paid.
Because, while the characters on the forehead of the fifth elder are getting brighter and brighter, there are also a few wrinkles appearing around the characters, and even the body of the fifth elder seems to be slightly bent.
The source of the Tao is the foundation for the Holy Realm strongman to understand the Holy Tao. It can stimulate the last potential in the body of the Holy Realm strongman. The cost is obvious...
Life, old age.
If he were not forced into a desperate situation, which strong man in the Holy Realm would be willing to sacrifice these two points
Even though the Fifth Elder had an arm cut off by Fang Zhengzheng before, he did not take out the Great Wild Sky Vine because he could slowly recover his arm.
And once the Great Wild Sky Vine is taken out, it means there is no way back.
The fifth elder moved. The moment the characters on his forehead lit up, he also moved towards Yan Xiu. Instead of retreating, he advanced. The Great Wild Sky Vine in his hand emitted streams of green light.
After each ray of light bursts out, it turns into a crystal-clear jade spike.
Almost instantly, nearly a hundred spikes gathered together to form a stabbing sword composed entirely of spikes, and shot directly towards Yan Xiu's heart.
"Boom!" There was a loud noise.
Nearly a hundred spikes exploded instantly.
The two figures separated almost at the first touch, and then Yan Xiu, who had originally rushed towards the fifth elder, also quickly stepped back, the blood-red light and black aura on his body constantly intertwined.
"Boom!" With a sound, Yan Xiu's body fell to the ground, and the white jade stone shattered, revealing a huge deep pit that was wide enough for a person.
"Did you win?!"
"The fifth elder has used the source of the Tao. Even if Yan Xiu becomes a fallen Shura, it shouldn't be possible to stop him, right?"
"No, he stood up!"
When the Tiandao Pavilion disciples looked at Yan Xiu who had hit the ground, they all subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, but soon, they also found that Yan Xiu stood up from the ground again.
The speed was very fast, and it seemed that the blow just now had no impact on him at all.
However, everyone could clearly see that there were horrific wounds on Yan Xiu's body, wounds caused by nearly a hundred sharp thorns.
However, those wounds were healing at a strange speed at the moment, and as the wounds healed, the black aura surrounding Yan Xiu became stronger and stronger.
"Yan Qing, let's save the fight for you and me later!" At this time, Nangong Mu also spoke to Yan Qing, who was rushing towards him again, with an obviously anxious look on his face.
"Is it for friends?" Yan Qing's fist stopped.
"Yes!" Nangong Mu said firmly.
"But you should know that once the war starts, there is no possibility of stopping. There are only losses and wins!" Yan Qing's eyes were fixed on Nangong Mu, as if he had not noticed the changes in Yan Xiu not far away. Same.
This is concentration.
Like a wild beast looking at its prey.
Nangong Mu said no more, but subconsciously tightened his hands holding the blue swords.
"You can defeat me and then save your friends, or, when I defeat you, I will help you save your friends!" Yan Qing said while walking towards Nangong Mu again step by step. Come.
"Then just lie down!" Nangong Mu nodded, without any intention of truce. He tightened his hands and opened the blue and blue swords in his hands.
If you combine, you will keep.
Open, then attack.
The moment the blue swords in Nangong Mu's hands opened wide, he also rushed forward, like an eagle with fluttering wings, and slashed directly at Yan Qing who was rushing towards him.
"Double!"
Following Nangong Mu's loud shout, two colors of light, one green and one blue, also appeared in the sky, and between the two colors of light, there were two intersecting lights.
That's sword light.
Falling from the sky, one green and one blue.
"cut!"
The sword in Nangong Mu's hand fell on Yan Qing's fist, and a blood mist exploded. Even Yan Qing's fist was still cut open directly by the double slash.
Blood splattered and bones broke.
It can be seen that Nangong Mu's blow is extremely sharp.
However, the moment Nangong Mu's double slash hit Yan Qing's fist, Yan Qing's other fist also moved. It seemed that it was not affected by the blow just now and directly hit Nangong Mu. abdomen.
"Bang!" A dull sound.
Then, Nangong Mu's body also hit the ground heavily.
Yan Qing, on the other hand, quickly retreated for five steps before he could stand still. However, just as he retreated, the fist that was cut open by Nangong Mu also made a strange clicking sound.
The blood is still there, and the flesh and blood are broken.
but…
The broken bones inside had healed completely in an instant.
"Immortality... So this is immortality!" Nangong Mu looked at Yan Qing's fist whose bones had re-healed, and seemed to be thoughtful.
"It's a very strong sword, but it has no effect on me." Yan Qing's chopped-off fist tightened tightly, letting the broken flesh and blood hang on it, and then he said: "I know. Really? I don’t have any friends, and I don’t think I need friends either!”
"I thought so before!" Nangong Mu's eyes were deep: "But it wasn't until I met Fang Zhengyi and Yan Xiu that I realized that a person can have friends!"
"Can we have friends? Hahaha..." Yan Qing suddenly laughed, his dark skin shining brightly under the sunlight: "What are the uses of friends? Even relatives are not useful, let alone so-called friends?"
"How can I have you if I don't have any relatives?" Nangong Mu asked.
"So, what if I was abandoned after I was born?" Yan Qing's eyes flashed with a ferocious light like a beast: "When I was one year old, after it was detected that my body could not store the original power, my relatives abandoned me. , and still abandoned in the darkest forest!”
"Can't store the original power?" Nangong Mu's eyes were slightly moved when he heard this, but it was only now that he realized that Yan Qing had not used any original power.
Pure physical power.
There is no fluctuation in the original power at all.
Yan Qing did not explain this problem anymore, but raised his head slightly and continued as if talking to himself: "There are two conditions for humans and beasts to survive together. One is to be strong enough, and the other is to be proficient in beast language, and I saw them when I was one year old, but at that time, I didn’t have these two conditions!”
"Then how did you survive?" Nangong Mu was a little confused when he heard this.
"Actually, I didn't survive, or, to be more precise, I was swallowed by a 'Night Leopard'!" After hearing Nangong Mu's words, Yan Qing showed a cruel smile on his lips. It felt extremely cold.
"Swallowed it in the stomach?!" Nangong Mu's expression was obviously shocked, because even he could still imagine the scene when he heard such rumors.
"Yes, I swallowed it into my stomach. Then, I opened its stomach and came out of his stomach. From then on, I became one of them." Yan Qing nodded.
"..." Nangong Mu said no more.
He has always known that Yan Qing was raised by a group of wild animals, but he did not know that this kind of raising was based on such conditions.
Perhaps, only Yan Qing, known as the first genius of the Jiwu Dynasty and known as the immortal monster, could survive in that situation.
"When I came back from the forest, they all called me a savage until... I defeated them one by one with these fists!" As Yan Qing said this, the bones in his body kept making cracking sounds.
"You are lonely!" Nangong Mu suddenly said.
"No, you are wrong. I am not alone. The meaning of my life is to become stronger. I want to tell everyone that you can still be strong without the original power. And you are very good, but you are not my opponent. !" When Yan Qing said this, his body moved again and he walked towards Nangong Mu step by step.
Nangong Mu also slowly stood up from the ground, holding the blue and blue swords in his hands very tightly, and his eyes were shining with blue and blue light.
Matching the scar on his face.
Nangong Mu's current expression is also slightly ferocious.
"How can you know if you are your opponent or not if you don't give it a try!" At the same time as Nangong Mu's voice fell, he moved again, and a bright light burst out from the blue swords: "Your talent is 'Immortality' ', but my "Blue and Blue Double Technique" points directly to a path, and this path is called 'Destruction'!"
"Destruction? Very good!" When Yan Qing heard Nangong Mu's words, his expression was slightly stunned, and then he also showed an extremely excited light.
…
At the same time, Yan Xiu also pounced on the fifth elder again.
The original red light on his body has become darker and darker now, almost completely turning into black. Even half of the flashing red eye has turned into an abyss-like black.
An extremely evil aura exuded from Yan Xiu's body.
The speed is even faster.
"The Fallen Shura is indeed the same as the legend!" The fifth elder looked at Yan Xiu who was in front of him in an instant, and stabbed out the Great Wild Sky Thorn in his hand again.
However, this time, the moment his Great Desolate Sky Thorn was thrust out, a black aura rushed out from the ground and instantly wrapped around his arm holding the Great Desolate Sky Thorn.
This caused the Great Wild Sky Thorn that the fifth elder thrust out to miss.
And just this trace caused Yan Xiu's body to dodge the thorn. Then, the silver blood fan in Yan Xiu's hand swept directly onto the fifth elder's chest.
"Stab!" a sound.
A bloodstain appeared on the fifth elder's chest, which was as deep as the bone. Bright red blood gushed out from the bloodstain, and there was a faint black aura flowing in the bloodstain.
A sizzling sound came from the bloody wound.
This also made the fifth elder's face become a little pale and his figure retreated sharply. However, Yan Xiu's body mysteriously disappeared at this moment.
Instantly escaped into the ground.
A very strange scene.
It was like suddenly falling into the dark Shura Hell.
The next moment, the fifth elder felt a terrifying power coming from behind. It was a palm that hit him from behind, with a surging force of attack.
"Poof!" The fifth elder's body jumped forward, and at the same time, a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth again, dyeing the broken white jade ground into bright red.
"So strong!"
"Fallen Shura, as a Shura, he is too strong!"
"If this continues, the fifth elder will have no way to control him!"
The disciples of Tiandao Pavilion looked at this scene with a chill in their hearts. They naturally saw the extremely strange scene just now.
Fall into darkness.
This weird attack method is simply unheard of.
"Master!" The disciples of Tiandao Pavilion also looked at Mu Qingfeng, the master of Tiandao Pavilion at this time. In addition to eagerness, there was also deep pleading in their eyes.
When Mu Qingting heard the voices of the Tiandao Pavilion disciples, her fists seemed to clenched subconsciously and she didn't speak, but she didn't shake her head either.
"No, Yan Xiu must be stopped!"
Seeing that Mu Qingfeng did not answer, the Tiandao Pavilion disciples guessed what Mu Qingfeng was thinking now.
If we say that the previous battle between Fang Zhengzheng and the fifth elder was a private matter.
So, now…
When Yan Xiu became a fallen Shura, he was completely out of the scope of private matters. Even if Mu Qingfeng didn't speak, they knew what to do.
Because, once Yan Xiuzhen completely loses his mind, then the entire Heavenly Book Forum can become Shura Purgatory, and blood will flow like a river.
The Tiandao Pavilion disciples rushed out without hesitation one by one, rushing towards Yan Xiu from all directions at an extremely fast speed, pointing their swords directly at Yan Xiu.
When Mu Qingfeng saw this scene, she also chose to remain silent.
No blocking.
"Quickly, control Yan Xiu first, there is no way he will really become a fallen Shura!"
"If you can't control it, then kill it!"
"This is Tiandao Pavilion, how can we allow a puppet who has lost his will to kill here!"
The disciples of Tiandao Pavilion shouted loudly as they surrounded Yan Xiu, and following their voices, all the disciples of Tiandao Pavilion were divided into four positions.
East, south, west, north.
The swords were drawn towards Yan Xiu from four directions.
Fang Zheng was in a very bad state right now, his vision was extremely blurred, and the sound in his ears was like a heavy drum, making it impossible for him to think at all.
However, he still felt the auras of the Tiandao Pavilion disciples.
"Ah!" Fang Zhengzheng let out a painful roar, and then, a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, and blood like rain fell on the traceless sword.
The strange purple light lit up again.
"Yin!" A loud and loud dragon-like groan sounded, and then, a purple light also rushed into the sky. It was a purple dragon flying in the sky. Two faint red lights lit up in the eyes of the dragon.
Heavy rain, falling.
Or, it was not actually a real rainstorm, but countless rays of purple light falling from the sky. Each ray of purple light was a sword light.
(End of chapter)