Thousands of sharp swords in the sky above the main hall boiled with murderous aura and their sharp edges were exposed, and the leaked sword aura seemed to cut the air.
Ten Thousand Swords Tomb is one of the oldest sects in the Sejong Gate. It is rumored that there is a mountain of swords in the Zongmen with hundreds of thousands of swords inserted on it. They are sabers used by countless Chinese swordsmen for thousands of years. A famous soldier.
However, after the death of the master, these sharp swords were also covered in dust and collected by Wanjian Tomb.
And now, the sword box that the old sword crown was carrying was obviously a spatial magic weapon, and it summoned so many sharp swords in an instant.
Looking around, the entire hall seems to be transformed into a sea of swords and a forest of swords.
At this moment, the old sword crown was standing with his hands on his hands. The original thin body was extremely tall in the eyes of everyone, revealing the power of dominating the world in an imperceptible manner.
He is like a marshal in charge of thousands of troops and horses. These swords are his soldiers, willing to take the lead in fighting the battlefield for him.
Such magical powers are really shocking.
For a while, there was silence and deathly silence in the arena, countless demon heads held their breath, and their faces were even more ugly than eating shit.
If so many sharp swords fell from the sky, wouldn't they be stabbed into a hornet's nest?
At this moment, the eyes of the old sword crown were sharp, and a palpitating cold light bloomed, and he shouted:
"cut!"
As soon as the words fell, the sky full of sharp swords fell towards the ground with a force of destruction and decay.
But if you look closely, you will find that this is not an indiscriminate attack. The sharp sword seems to have wisdom, avoiding more than a dozen righteous Dao powerhouses and Ye Fan, and specifically blasted towards the demon masters.
"Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!"
The sound of swords rang throughout the audience, shaking the earth, and the power and power flooded the entire hall like a tsunami.
The demon masters who came to participate in the Ten Thousand Immortal Conference had varying strengths, ranging from celestial powerhouses such as Ao Lie, Demon Monk Jingkong, and Unold Tongma, to warriors who had just stepped into the Profound Realm.
Facing the sea of swords like a net of heaven and earth, the power of heaven certainly has the power to protect themselves, but those martial artists in the profound realm have suffered.
Their strength was already weak, the room leaked even night rain, and the magic weapon that he took advantage of was presented to Jue Wuxin as a gift. Except for the warrior who specializes in physical body, they can resist one or two, and everyone else was stabbed by sharp swords.
The old sword crown has the late stage realm of the heavenly position, only one step away from the peak of the heavenly position, and these swords are mixed with his unparalleled inner strength, and it is easy to deal with the martial arts of the mere profound realm.
Some of the back hearts were pierced directly in the middle, and some people had their hands and feet cut off.
In just one face-to-face time, most of the Demon Martial Artists in the Profound Realm died under the old sword crown's "Ten Thousand Swords Army" trick.
Those who were lucky enough to survive were already missing arms and legs, and screamed endlessly.
"Ahhhhh...it hurts, my arm is broken!"
"My dantian was also pierced through and became a waste!"
"Damn! These righteous bull noses are so cruel, they are the devil!"
...
The original magnificent hall seemed to be turned into a of Shura at this moment, blood flowed into rivers, bones became mountains, and broken arms and limbs fell to the ground.
After a successful blow, the old sword crown did not give up, he still stepped and fought, pinched the sword art, like a nine-day descending on the earth, shouting:
"Yu Jian Jue-Slash Yama!"
As soon as the voice fell, thousands of sharp swords seemed to be turned into meteors, attacking the powerhouses in the magic road.
"Presumptuous! Do you really think I have no one?!"
A big man with red hair and beard uttered a hoarse roar, then took a red gourd from his waist and opened the sealed lid.
"boom!"
A golden light shot out from the gourd, sweeping across all directions, like the waves surging, bright and dazzling, ordinary people could not look directly at it with naked eyes.
In addition to the extreme light, this golden light also contained extreme heat. As soon as it appeared, the entire hall turned into a crater, and the white marble ground seemed to be burned and vaporized.
"Qiang Qiang!"
There was a sound of birds piercing through the golden cracked stone.
The next moment, a uniquely shaped exotic bird flew out of the gourd.
It is completely condensed by flames, but unlike the suzaku and phoenix, it looks like a crow but has three legs.
"The sun is really hot, three-legged golden crow!"
Someone in the field immediately revealed the origin of this strange bird.
The true fire of the sun is one of the five innate fires. It is the nemesis of the magic weapon to sell gold and corrode iron.
At this moment, the real fire of the sun in this gourd can actually give birth to the legendary three-legged golden crow. Although it is not a true three-legged golden crow, it is just a phantom, but it is enough to prove its horror and domineering.
"Fluttering! Fluttering! Fluttering..."
The three-legged golden crow flew forward. Although it was not big, it could shoot out the real fire of the sun every time it flapped its wings, and swept out toward the thousands of swords.
"Boom!"
The fire sea sword forest, met in mid-air.
The sharp sword that had just killed the Quartet screamed, and was melted by the hot flame and turned into molten iron.
In just a few breaths, one-third of the sky full of swords has been destroyed by the real fire of the sun.
Seeing this scene, the old sword crowned his white eyebrows upside-down, his forehead was erected, and his robes went without wind. It was obviously extremely angry and heartbroken.
The old sword crown hurriedly controlled the remaining sharp swords to fly back, but the three-legged golden crow was unforgiving and flew with the might of burning the sky and destroying the world.
"Dear friends, the real fire of the sun is the nemesis of the magic weapon, and I ask you to surrender!" Old Jianguan said loudly.
"Let me come!"
Tian Xuanzong Sect Master Jing'an Xiangu said loudly.
The fairy aunt of Jing'an has ice muscles and jade bones, and she looks like she is in her thirties. Her body is not as coquettish as a disciple of the Acacia Sect, but reveals a sacred and inviolable dignified aura.
She stretched out Yingyinghao's wrist and took out a white jade bottle, the surface was shining with shining brilliance, and many mysterious formations were carved, even people who don't know the goods can see that this is a treasure.
The fairy goddess of Jing'an had divine light in her eyes, and three thousand green silks danced with the wind, making a sprinkling motion.
Suddenly, endless water poured out from the Baiyujing bottle, as if the Yangtze River burst its dyke.
"Boom!"
In mid-air, the current of water collided with the real fire of the sun, shaking the sky with great power, and the whole hall trembled, moving in all directions, as if an earthquake had occurred.
The real fire of the sun is so powerful, how can ordinary water be extinguished?
But the next moment, a shocking scene appeared in the sky
The flames and the water flow have formed two distinct areas, and the divisions fight against each other, and no one can help each other.
Two heavens of water and fire!
The man with red hair and curly hair stared at the white jade bottle in the hands of Immortal Aunt Jing'an, and said in a deep voice, "Xuantian treasure bottle, holy water for descending spirits! You deserve to be the master of the Emperor Xuanzong, and he still hides these spiritual weapons!"
Before that, the world only knew that Emperor Xuanzong had a picture of a mountain and river, and it belonged to the current saint Baili Qianxue.
Unexpectedly, now Jingan Immortal Aunt has taken out another Zhenzong-level spirit weapon, which is really surprising, but he can also see the background of the Sky Profound Sect.
...
Next, the powerhouses of the two realms of righteousness and devil fight against each other and fight in blood.
The demon monk chanted the Buddha's name in Jingkong, but there was no Buddhist majesty on his body. On the contrary, it was evil. The undead sealed in the rosary beads in his hand were all summoned and turned into monsters, which was extremely terrifying.
It's a pity that the opponent he met was the master of the gods.
Shenxiao Dao is good at thunder method, thunder method is the first of all laws, and it is the nemesis of all evil.
The Taoist master of the gods held the five thunder tokens, chanting and casting spells, and unexpectedly summoned a thunder spirit with a bird-faced human body and two wings on the back. With each strike with a giant hammer, it can emit a golden thunder, which blasts the sky and the enchanting ghosts.
The corpse chaser in Xiangxi met the head of the Louvre School.
There are more than a dozen zombie kings around the corpse chaser, who are infinitely powerful, knowing no pain and fatigue, and almost no weakness.
However, the head of the Luofu faction wears a luxurious purple fairy garment, and the surface is full of radiance. As long as those zombie kings get close to him, they will become petrified, immobilized by the purple light on the fairy garment. .
In the end, the corpse chaser had to frantically urge the zombie king to escape.
Although the number of righteous people is not large, everyone is a master-level powerhouse, and the soldiers are not expensive!
On the other hand, the magic method emphasizes quick completion, and the sword goes slanting forward, which can greatly improve the strength in a short time.
A demon cultivator who has practiced for two or three years may be better than a righteous student who has practiced for ten years.
But after reaching a certain level, the drawbacks of the magic path technique appeared, the successor was weak, and it was not obvious to the weaker martial artist, but it would be extremely difficult to compete with the master of the same cultivation level.
Unless you have cultivated to the level of one emperor and five monarchs, and let your practice reach the point of great perfection, you will not be able to solve this drawback at all.
For a time, the balance of victory seemed to lean towards the right path.
According to this trend, sooner or later these demon heads will be caught in a pot, and even the emperor will never escape.
"a ha ha ha……"
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Absolutely Unintentional not only was not afraid, but also let out a burst of unbridled laughter, and said loudly: "Even if this young man has reached you bull noses, he will definitely take this opportunity to subdue demons and demons. Prepare early?"
With that said, Jue Wuxin bowed respectfully towards the void ahead, and said loudly: "Please also four adults to show up and kill these bull noses!"
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"
In the next moment, the breath of the four great abysses and prisons suddenly appeared, like a prehistoric beast descending on the world.
The mantis catches the cicada, the oriole is behind!
