This scene not only didn't happen to Yunchuan himself, but also made Miaojue who had been unsure whether he wanted to kill Yunchuan dumbfounded, with an incredulous look on his face. He did not expect that Yunchuan not only did not look like it. He had exhausted his mind and died as expected, but on the contrary even the stone tablet was brought over by him.
"My previous guess was wrong. This son cannot be kept. It is so weird. If he is given enough time in the future, I'm afraid I will die and have no place to be buried!"
The sense of crisis in Zen Master Miaojue's heart rose sharply. Looking at the place where the stone tablet disappeared, the young man who had not opened his eyes, his face flashed murderously, and he patted Yunchuan's heart with a palm, intending to make Yunchuan have not regained consciousness. Killed before.
But at this moment, the moment Miaojue had just shot, Yunchuan's eyes, which had been tightly closed, suddenly opened.
"I woke up unexpectedly, but that would also die!"
Miaojue was shocked, but the next moment he looked ugly and never stopped making a move. He knew that since he had already made a move, he had to do everything, otherwise, he had already torn his face now, even if he wanted to stop. Yunchuan will not let him go either.
With this blow, he no longer hesitated and used his full strength, and even heard bursts of sonic booms, but when he looked into Yunchuan’s black and white eyes, he felt a little in his heart. In Yunchuan’s eyes, There is not even a trace of fear, on the contrary, there is a strong color of sarcasm.
"Na Ling Jue!"
Yunchuan gave a low cry, and his Yuanli rolled, and the next moment, a huge handprint of extremely terrifying occluded the sky and covered the sun. It suddenly condensed in front of Yunchuan, and the aura that it showed was even compared to the martial arts in the ancient battlefield behind him. Supernatural powers are only strong but not weak.
"How is it possible! How can you be so martial arts and supernatural powers, how can you display such supernatural powers!"
The terrifying mighty power overwhelmed the sky, crashing towards Miaojue, completely frightening Miaojue’s mind. This level of terror attack, let alone a half-step Yuan fetus grade, and a severely injured existence, even It's a great power-level figure who has come to the real Yuantai Realm, and Miaojue dares to conclude that it will definitely end in ten deaths and no life.
Before this terrifying martial arts supernatural power, he even had
Some despair, the brain was blank, the original attack on Yunchuan was also forcibly stopped at this moment, and instead he tried his best to defend.
As if the breeze was blowing.
The extremely terrifying and huge palm prints rushed towards him, but the next moment Zen Master Miaojue's face showed stunned, it seemed to him that it was impossible to resist the blast of magical powers, and he was actually intact.
"It turns out it's just a silver-like wax gun tip. I said, Yunchuan, how could you perform an attack of this level, um... you!"
Discovering that Yunchuan’s mighty power is terrifying, and the shocking blow is just like the previous illusion. Zen Master Miaojue's mind is relaxed, and his face shows the color of the rest of his life. At that moment, it was really scared. His mind, the martial arts displayed by Yunchuan, and the horror of power are enough to be fake.
But just as soon as his mind was relaxed, his words suddenly stopped, his face showed an unbelievable color, and he slowly lowered his head.
Following his gaze, he saw at the place of his dantian, a fiery red and hot long sword, I don't know when it has completely penetrated his dantian.
Even his Wu Dan was completely shattered by this fiery red long sword. The huge vitality in his body was continuously collapsing and colliding, and the illusory original fetus behind him was slowly smashed by the breaking of Wu Dan at this moment. disappear.
After all, he was only a character in the half-step Yuantai realm. Wudan hadn't really completely turned into a Yuantai, and when Wudan was broken, his Yuantai had no foundation.
Yun Chuan slowly stepped forward and stretched out his hand. The Xuanyang sword flew back from the broken dantian in Miaojue, sighed, and said, "Does Zen Master have any unfulfilled wishes?"
Miaojue's eyes gradually dimmed, his voice hoarse, and he said: "What kind of martial arts are you? The false magical powers you displayed are actually more perfect than those in the previous illusion, so the old monk did not distinguish..."
"Na Ling Jue Part 1, the lower rank martial arts, Zen Master, you are not wronged in death." Yun Chuan was polite and answered one by one.
"Earth-level martial arts, little demon, you are so terrifying insight, you can display it just after you get the earth-level martial arts, and it's not simple and crude. In a short time, it seems that you have realized the realm of entry, and you can die.
In the hands of such an enchanting character, the old man died not injustice, really not injustice..."
His face was stunned, Wu Dan's broken elemental strength could not be restrained, and he ran around in his body, muttering: "The mind is like a demon, cunning like a fox, but with such terrifying qualifications, but it's me. The unopened Junior Brother provoked you, Yunchuan, if you grow up, it will be a great disaster for my Jin Chan Temple!"
Miaojue's pale face suddenly showed a rosy face, and his whole body suddenly condensed vitality. The whole person rushed out like an arrow from the string, patted Yunchuan with a palm, and shouted: "Even if the old monk is dead, he will not It will make you feel better!"
His whole body was extremely powerful, and his murderous aura seemed to be substantive, but the young man stood still, silently watching the wonderful sensation that came to him, with a trace of pity on his face.
"Each stand is different. It's not about who is right and who is wrong. Martial arts is going against the sky. You can't blame anyone if you don't have strength. Strength is the root of everything. The weak will be eaten by force. Old monk, you can early It’s not a blessing to be in Bliss."
As soon as Yunchuan’s voice fell, Miaojue’s whole person was already less than three feet away from him. The whole body was crackling, and the uncontrollable Yuanli exploded a puff of blood on his body. The next moment the whole body blasted away. Only a few traces of blood were left on the broken monk's clothes.
Miao Jue's Wu Dan was smashed by Yun Chuan when his mind was relaxed, and his body's vitality was out of control and retrograde, and his whole body was devastated and collapsed.
"It actually has nine thousand soul points. It seems that with the existence of the Wudan realm, it is impossible for me to obtain more than 10,000 soul points after death. From this point of view, the existence of the great energy level of the original birth realm, isn't it? Between 10,000 and 100,000 soul points, I have to try to kill them when I have time."
The young man's eyes were shining, his gain this time was not small, and he was about to approach the Dao Danzong Dan Dao **. At this moment, he was satisfied, crushed the mirage, and prepared to return to the Dao Dan Zong.
A dazzling white light flashed, and Yunchuan felt an astonishing force of repelling from the entire mirage, trying to repel himself out of the mirage.
At the moment when he was about to be excluded from the mirage, Yunchuan's expression suddenly moved, blessed to the soul, enduring the dazzling glare, and opened his eyes to look.
(End of this chapter)