Wow!
When Xuanzun’s slightly cold voice resounded, there seemed to be a sudden sound of water flowing between the heavens and the earth, and then, the countless lines of sight were shaking to see, a dark and thick river, It was actually spraying out from the flesh of Zun Xuanzun at this time, and in a blink of an eye, it was covering most of the sky.
The black water is churning, it is obviously light water, but it gives people a sense of heavy as a mountain, and at the same time it exudes an extremely cold atmosphere, which directly makes the water vapor between the sky and the earth begin to freeze, and then turn into Snow fell all over the sky.
Xuan Zun stood on the Xuan Ming Law Body, staring at Mu Chen with cold eyes, while the black river was like a black dragon winding and entrenching, releasing terrifying power.
Xuanzun's spiritual power, obviously used his own combat power to the extreme. Facing this offensive, even the powerhouses of the same immortal grade will be extremely jealous and dare not regret it.
At this stage of the battle, no one could see that Xuanzun had already shown his anger and began to use his ultimate move.
"This old guy, is it also a divine vein?" The big black river was reflected in Mu Chen's eyes, and his expression was a little dignified, obviously aware of the power contained in the big black river.
"go!"
While Mu Chen was waiting intently, that Xuanzun didn't say anything nonsense, just stretched out his finger, and nodded at Mu Chen volley.
Wow!
The big black river churns up and descends directly from the sky, facing Muchen rumblingly, and hundreds of millions of tons of river water fall, and the space collapses instantly. The impact of that kind of impact is enough to make a spiritual body of heaven supreme alive. The rolled into a pile of mashed meat.
Facing Xuanzun's offensive, many people were sweating for Mu Chen, not to mention that Mu Chen had a lot of means, but if he couldn't stop this black river, even if he had one Qi, three cleansers, I'm afraid They all have to be crushed together.
And under those various gazes, Mu Chen also raised his head and stared at the black river that had descended. He immediately took a deep breath and saw that the ancient purple light patterns on the surface of his body brightened up.
One, two, three... Eight!
When the eight purple light patterns brightened, Mu Chen's mouth was actually filled with purple flames. The next moment, he opened his mouth and sprayed it towards the black river.
Huhu!
A purple stream of fire spouted from Zi Mu Chen's mouth at this time, like a purple flame dragon with its teeth and claws, roaring, and heading up, it was hard to regret with the big black river.
Chi Chi!
When Zi Yan and Heihe touched, there was a sneer in the sky, and bursts of smoke rose to obscure the sky.
However, Zi Yan's dominance was obviously shocking, and the place where Zi Yan burned, no matter how the black torrent poured out, he couldn't make any progress.
"It's no wonder that Zi Yan is so overbearing, it turns out to be the spiritual powers derived from Mu Chen's Eight Divine Veins!"
At this moment, when everyone saw this scene, they finally understood the origin of that domineering purple flame. Mu Chen had only used it once before, so they had not discovered Mu Chen’s Eight Divine Veins yet, but at this time, Mu Chen tried his best to urge them. After moving, the Eight Gods Meridian was naturally revealed on the body.
When those people in the profound veins looked at Mu Chen’s eight divine veins, their expressions were a little gloomy, especially the first profound light of the profound veins. You know, in their ancient Buddha Clan for these years, Qing Yanjing was the only one who was the eight divine veins. , But now, this second Eight Divine Veins unexpectedly appeared in Mu Chen's body.
Doesn't this mean that Qing Yanjing and Mu Chen's bloodline purity is the strongest among their ancient Buddhist tribes
Compared with Xuanmai’s jealousy, Qingmai burst into cheers, especially Qingtian. Qingxuan and others were relieved and relieved. Such talent is indeed Qing Yanjing. child.
However, when the people of the various lines of the ancient Buddha tribe were holding different moods, the great elder Buddha Buddha on the main peak also stared at Mu Chen with sharp eyes like a falcon. He looked at the purple light pattern on Mu Chen’s body. After a while, there was a cold snort, and a slightly angry voice sounded: "Hmph, what eight divine veins, this divine vein, is clearly owned by Qing Yanjing. It seems that when she was pregnant with him back then, she was keeping her own god. The veins were stripped and planted on him."
After all, Futu Xuan is the sacred heaven supreme, and he also has a good understanding of Qing Yanjing's eight divine veins back then, so now Mu Chen is aware of it and sees the clues as soon as he displays it.
Those of the ancient Buddha tribe were taken aback when they heard the words of the great elder, and immediately many people said sourly: "This is really a good woman!"
When Xuan Luo heard this, he was also abnormally jealous, but he sneered: "It's no wonder that Mu Chen's talent is amazing. It turns out that Qing Yanjing gave him her Eight Divine Veins."
"If it weren't for the Eight Divine Veins, this Mu Chen, a sinner, would dare to compare with me?"
The clansmen of the surrounding profound veins also nodded their heads. They still regarded Mu Chen as having no resources and started from scratch, but at the moment, it seemed that Qing Yanjing had left him an incomparable treasure.
Although it does not mean that having the Eight Divine Meridians can achieve amazing achievements, but at least it can increase the success rate, and in many cultivation areas, it will also be ahead of ordinary people.
However, with prejudice against Mu Chen, these people obviously blamed Mu Chen's success on the Eight Divine Veins Qing Yanjing left him.
Futu Xuan's voice was also caught in Mu Chen's ears, but he did not even fluctuate in his eyes, only looking up at the place where the purple flame collided with the black river.
Although both sides were in a stalemate, Mu Chen's eyes were slightly narrowed, because he faintly felt that the black river seemed to contain a force of power, which had not yet erupted.
His gaze swept towards Xuanzun who was not far away, and he saw that the latter's expression was also indifferent, without the slightest irritation that appeared because of the stalemate.
Xuan Zun noticed Mu Chen's gaze and projected his gaze. He immediately smiled indifferently, and said with a slight sarcasm: "Qing Yanjing, these eight divine veins, are indeed powerful."
Mu Chen was expressionless, as if he had never heard his sarcasm.
Xuanzun stood with his hand holding his hand, and said: "It is possible to block my Xuanming Ji Miehe, you Ziyan, it is not easy, if you and I are at a considerable level, I think my Xuanming Ji Miehe should be blocking me. I can't help you."
Although his Xuanming Ji Miehe was only a spiritual power derived from the seven divine veins, no matter what, Xuanzun was the heavenly supreme immortal grade, and Mu Chen was only a spiritual grade. The gap between the two was there.
"It's just a pity that there is no absolute fairness in this world. Since you want to provoke my profound veins, you naturally have to have the consciousness of failure."
When Xuanzun said this, he shook his head, and immediately he took a deep breath, and suddenly a spurt of blood came out from his mouth, directly falling into the tumbling Heihe.
Boom boom boom!
With this bit of blood falling, the black river that was originally calm was suddenly tumbling frantically, and at the same time its volume began to shrink rapidly, and its color was in the pitch black, with a hint of dark red.
Chi Chi!
With this change, the purple flame dragon that could have resisted suddenly burst into a thick white mist. Facing the bite of the black torrent, a trace of purple flame started to dissipate at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Seeing this scene, countless powerhouses in heaven and earth were in an uproar, and the expressions of those clansmen with clear veins changed drastically.
Everyone could tell that Xuanzun's offensive had begun to show up, and Mu Chen was ultimately at a disadvantage because of his low strength. Even if he had the Eight Divine Veins, he couldn't regret it.
The black river roared and crushed, and the purple flame dragon retreated steadily and was defeated.
"Mu Chen has lost."
Seeing this scene, many powerhouses shook their heads regretfully. At this point, the superiority was completely controlled by Xuanzun. As long as they were crushed by the situation, Mu Chen would undoubtedly lose.
In Qingtian, Qingxuan and the others were pale, they didn't expect that Mu Chen would sing forward, but they would be planted in this last step.
However, they also knew that Mu Chen should have tried his best, and being able to fight to such an extent with the strength of the initial stage of the spirit grade was already enough to reveal his extraordinaryness.
"After today, no matter what, I will try my best to protect Mu Chen from Qingmai." Qingtian said with a gloomy face. He knew that Xuanmai and others would not give up afterwards, so they could not sit back and watch Qingmai.
Qingxuan and Qingyun nodded.
"The overall situation is settled." The profound vein head Xuan Guang also quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately showed cold light. Since this Mu Chen failed to succeed, then their profound veins and ink veins will be able to control the elder's house. When the time comes, This kid must pay the price!
Boom!
The black river whizzed past, and the purple flame dragon was about to dissipate. Xuanzun watched this scene, then looked at Mu Chen coldly, and said indifferently: "You have lost."
"Sure enough, Xianpin still has an advantage."
Mu Chen didn't pay attention to him, but sighed. If the two sides are at the same level, he has confidence and directly burned the Xuanming Ji Mie River with purple flames.
Xuanzun looked at Mu Chen coldly. The latter did not show any fear, which made him a little dissatisfied. He obviously thought that the latter was doing her best, so he sneered and waved his sleeves.
boom!
The big black river smashed down, the purple flame dragon was completely extinguished, and the big river rolled down, covering Mu Chen with its head.
"When the old man captures you, you can sigh for your stupidity."
Wow!
In those countless lines of sight, the big black river rolled down, shrouded against Mu Chen with an overwhelming momentum. Such a situation was obviously a defeated situation.
Many powerful people secretly shook their heads, what a pity, this Muchen distance was successful, but there was only one step away, but I didn't expect it was still blocked. This profound vein is indeed the first major vein of the Ancient Buddha Clan.
The black river is reflected in the pupils of the eyes, but facing such a desperate situation, Mu Chen's expression is without joy or sadness, as if muttering to himself: "Since the Eight Divine Veins cannot fill the gap... then , Just change one."
His hands slowly closed, and then, above his body, a bright light burst out.
At the same time, the eight ancient purple light patterns on the surface of his body seem to be turning into chaotic colors at a speed visible to the naked eye, and after the eighth, a touch of chaotic light condenses and gradually turns into the first Nine light patterns...
When the ninth light pattern was formed on Mu Chen's body, on the main peak, the elder Futu Xuan, who had been indifferent, suddenly changed his color, suddenly got up, and looked at the figure in the distant sky with incredible eyes.