"Junior, what a coward!"
The old man saw the lotus shattered inch by inch, and his face suddenly became extremely gloomy. The power of the Ten Directions Transcendence was truly beyond his imagination. After just a brief contact, he had already sensed the terrifying background of the Shifang Transcendence, but how could a treasure with this kind of background appear in the world of Yuanlu
At least in the current Yuanlu world, under the control of the Holy Dharma Sect, it is impossible to breed such rare treasures.
So it is a treasure handed down from ancient times
But the old man has experienced the most prosperous period of cultivation civilization in the Yuanlu world in ancient times. How could he not have heard of such a valuable treasure as Shifang Chaodu? He couldn't remember which treasure in Yuanlu world had the appearance of Shifang Chaodu.
Bits of broken petals fell, the old man gritted his teeth, and when he opened his mouth, a bright sword light spurted out.
As soon as the purple-red sword light spurted out, it suddenly split into thirty-six thousand extremely fine sword lights. The sword light, as clear as glass crystal, seemed to be slow in the air, but in fact it was extremely fast. A bright lotus sword energy bloomed in front of the old man, shrouding Yin Xuege with a terrifying aura that destroyed everything.
Yin Xuege's soul was trembling slightly. The sword energy released by the old man was extremely powerful, and there was a faint law of death that could destroy everything. Even though Yin Xuege had already comprehended the supreme truth of the reincarnation of life and death in the world of Yuan Continent, facing the meaning of annihilation contained in the old man's sword energy, he still felt a chill on his scalp and stiffness all over his body.
It was like a dragon roaming the rivers, lakes and seas suddenly encountered an ancient divine dragon descending from the nine heavens. In terms of rank and blood, the ancient divine dragon completely overwhelmed the dragon.
"Old thing..."
The old man scolded him harshly, so naturally Yin Xuuge would not have any kind words to respond to him. After cursing loudly, the Chaos Source Bell above his head rang nine times in a row, and the void around him shook. The energy of earth, water, fire, and wind suddenly turned into a surging tide, sweeping in from all directions and crashing fiercely. Enter the Lotus Sword Qi.
"Stupid! The embryo of the Chaos Source Bell was forged by me myself. Use the heavy treasure I forged to restrain me?"
The old man scolded angrily and mocked Yin Xuege with disdain. He casually made a move, and the Chaos Source Bell suddenly began to wail. The trace of distraction that Yin Xuege had placed in her body shook violently, and she was almost expelled from the Chaos Source Bell. Fortunately, Yin Xuuge's method of worshiping and refining the Dharma Source Bell is extremely clever, and it is the most exquisite and profound treasure refining secret chapter of the Taoist Taoist Sect.
A trace of his avatar clung to the core of the chaos, and despite the invisible impact of divine thoughts within the chaos washing away like a tide, this aura of his remained unmoved.
The Fayuan Bell roared again, once, twice, and three times. The clear and high-pitched bell rang twelve times in a row, shaking the void around it wildly. A sky full of stars appeared for no reason in the void, and countless fist-sized weapons appeared. The sharp and thorny starlight roared down from the stars, turning into countless streams of light and hitting the old man's sword light.
The impact of the tidal energy of earth, water, fire and wind, coupled with the bombardment of countless starlights, caused the lotus sword energy transformed from the flying sword that the old man sprayed to vibrate violently, making a roar like a giant bell. The old man's body was also shaking slightly. He looked at Yin Xuuge with a sullen face, and his body fell backward uncontrollably.
His realm is indeed much higher than that of Yin Xuege, but after all, he only has the peak power allowed by the rules of the Yuanlu world.
As for Yin Xuuge, he has been favored by the will of heaven and earth, and he has circumvented the monitoring of himself by the Yuanlu world to a certain extent. Yin Xuuge's magic power is much stronger than that of ordinary peak-level soul masters.
If the realm is not enough, mana will make up for it. Relying on the abundant mana, relying on the strong mana cultivation, and with the help of several rare treasures, Yin Xuege actually defeated the old man once again, forcing him to fall backwards.
Shifang Chaodu once again brought a cyan light into the sky and hit the red seal wrapped in five colors of mysterious light.
There was a loud noise, and the seal engraved with the word "Linghu" burst out with a large fire, and was knocked away dozens of miles by Shifang Chaodu. The old man's body staggered, and a little bit of real fire spurted out from his seven orifices. The impact on this seal was so strong that even a trace of his spiritual origin was damaged. Each bit of this spark-like true fire is equivalent to more than a hundred years of hard work by an ordinary Qi practitioner.
The old man's figure dimmed a bit, and he looked at Yin Xuuge with a gloomy expression. He pointed at the lotus sword energy with both hands, and a sword rainbow that was several miles long shot out from the flower's stamens. The sword rainbow rotated rapidly, making a sharp cracking sound, and stabbed Yin Xuege carefully like a drill.
The colorful Bodhi tree branches swayed slightly, and dozens of small Vajra Meditation Sandalwood Buddha Lights ejected fragrant rays of light, emerging out of thin air like city walls. With one blow, the sword rainbow tore through thirty-six layers of Buddha's light barrier, but suddenly stopped in front of the thirty-seventh layer of Buddha's light.
The Fayuan Bell roared loudly again, and strange phenomena appeared one after another in the surrounding void. Countless stars and tides were violently beating, tearing the lotus sword energy into pieces, and a two-foot-four-inch long handleless flying The sword whined and flew back to the old man's side.
The old man took a deep breath and shook his head towards Yin Xuuge seriously.
"Junior, what you did today will bring disaster to your future."
"I have memorized your appearance. If you ascend to the void spiritual world in the future, I will assign millions of disciples to hunt you down for 30,000 years."
The old man spoke threatening words word by word, one million people, chasing for 30,000 years. He told in detail the manpower he would use and how long the pursuit would last. Such very detailed and objective words are far more threatening than various threatening words such as 'eternal life' and 'eternal pursuit and death'.
It was obvious that the old man hated Yin Xuuge so much that he really treated Yin Xuuge as an important matter.
Yin Xuuge looked at the old man, smiled and shook his head.
"I said, you and I, we don't necessarily know who is the junior, so don't rely on your elders here."
"A million people? Chasing me for thirty thousand years? Well, it sounds a bit scary, but it doesn't scare me."
The old man looked at Yin Xuuge with cold eyes, his brows raised and a divine light looming in his eyes.
"This is because you don't know the strength of our sect. You don't know how powerful our sect is."
"In the Void Spiritual Realm, if we want you to die, you will die; no one will be spared, and no one can avoid our pursuit or investigation in the Void Spiritual Realm."
The old man looked at Yin Xuuge proudly, and grabbed the handleless flying sword floating beside him with dignity.
"When you have the opportunity to ascend to the void spiritual world, you will know that offending me today will be your nightmare in the future."
Before Yin Xuuge could speak, a very disdainful sneer suddenly came from the side. A cloud of black mist bloomed quietly, and then the black mist dissipated, and Lan Shuixin slowly walked out of the black mist. He was seen wearing a moon-white half-arm gown slanting across his body, exposing his two bare arms. He was wearing a pair of burlap trousers and a pair of straw sandals made of tangled hemp.
What makes people feel weird is that there are a total of seven flying knives wrapped in black energy inserted into Lan Shuixin's shoulders, ribs, temples and top of her head. The small and exquisite flying knife had no handle. Instead, where the handle should have been, there was a vivid black wolf head about the size of a thumb.
And this wolf head is also full of demonic nature. The grinning wolf mouth keeps spitting out traces of black air, and there are two tiny horns on the wolf head, making these wolf heads look really weird and ferocious.
"Old guy, stop bragging shamelessly here. Can you control everything in the void spiritual world?"
As soon as she showed up, Lan Shuixin rudely and loudly taunted the old man.
"If you old immortals are really so capable, how could you not know that I actually betrayed the Holy Sect 13,000 years ago? Hehe... I even killed so many members of my family and You don’t know anything about other geniuses?”
Yin Xuege protected his body with colorful bodhi branches and the Chaos Dharma Source Bell. He held Shifang Chaodu in his hand, secretly clasping three Chaos Opening Heaven Thunders tempered by the Chaos Qi in the moon's acupoints in his palm, and slowly walked backwards. More than ten miles away.
Lan Shuixin glanced at Yin Xuege, stretched out her finger and tapped Yin Xuege hard.
"We'll talk about our grudges later. You ruined my big deal. There must be an explanation for this matter."
There was a faint blazing light brewing in the vertical eyes between the old man's brows. He stared at Lan Shuixin and muttered in a low tone.
"Really, don't we know? Lan Shuixin, you overestimate yourself too much."
"Do you really think we don't know? Thirteen thousand years ago, when you killed my cousin for a piece of Sky Spirit Magic Grass, we knew that you were an immature wolf cub."
Lan Shui was stunned. He looked the old man up and down, and then grinned.
"Although I have never seen you, I have heard about you, old man. You are one of the three sages of the sect of the sage... Linghu is immortal, right?"
Lan Shuixin, who squinted her eyes and turned her eyes into jet black, looked at Saint Linghu curiously and asked him with a frivolous smile.
"Do you really know that I have betrayed the Holy Sect a long time ago? It's very strange. With your usual style, you must at least kill all the male and female relatives of my direct clan members for eighteen generations before you can rest assured. Why don't you kill me? "
Saint Linghu looked at Lan Shuixin with a cold expression. After a long time, he waved his hand.
After a long silence, Saint Linghu sneered with great disdain.
"As an unconscious chess piece, are you qualified to listen to my explanation?"
(End of chapter)