Chapter 1296: Chase Daozu

The owner of the Ziyang Palace held his head in his hands, feeling that he was split, his face was extremely hideous, like a ghost, and he let out a low growl.
His eyes, nostrils, mouth, and ears were bleeding.
Qiqiao bleeds!
"Who.."
The palace lord of Ziyang Palace suddenly raised his head, killing intent surged all over his body, and his bleeding eyes swept across everyone.
The palace lord of Ziyang Palace did not expect that after the first sword of the soul, there were two others waiting for him.
The first sword of the soul was definitely left by the sword lord. A single blow made his soul torn apart, and the remaining sword energy made the soul unable to heal in a short time, making him unhappy. The next two swords of the soul, the whole Weak, and the combination of the two is not as powerful as the first.
However, it also caused fatal injuries to him, just like the last straw that crushed a camel.
"puff"
Lu Chen also spouted a mouthful of blood, and climbed up to his face palely, his body swayed, his eyes went dark, and his brain appeared blank for a short time.
Just now, he burned the Yuanshen to condense the Yuanshen's long sword, in order to damage the palace lord of Ziyang Palace at all costs.
Because the Taoist ancestor level is too high, even if the soul is injured, it can easily slaughter everyone.
"It's you, you learned the Soul Chasing Sword Art, how is this possible?" The Palace Master of Ziyang Palace felt a little bit, suddenly turned his head, staring at Lu Chen with cracked eyes, and roared like crazy.
In the roar...with bitterness, disbelief, pain, etc.
Soul Chasing Sword Art is the most powerful trump card of the Sword Sovereign. Why is he called the first Dao Ancestor of the Origin Realm? It is not because of the Soul Chasing Sword Art that even if the Dao Ancestor Yuanshen is powerful, he can't hold the Sword Sovereign's sword.
The main body cast a sword, enough to demand the life of the Dao Ancestor, and make the Origin Realm Dao Ancestor frightened.
The Sword Sovereign suppressed an era, and all the Dao ancestors who suppressed it could not raise their heads.
Fortunately, it is very difficult to practice the Soul Chasing Sword Art. It can almost be said to be as difficult as reaching the sky, because only the Sword Sovereign in the Ten Thousand Sword Sect can use the Soul Chasing Sword Art. Apart from that, no one else can successfully practice.
So when the palace lord of Ziyang Palace hit two swords, he was extremely surprised.
Swish!
Wei Heng and other elders, as well as hundreds of thousands of disciples, all stared at Lu Chen with shocked eyes, breathing rapidly and fluctuating greatly.
Lu Chen actually successfully practiced the Soul Chasing Sword Art.
For them, it was no less than an earthquake, and the shock was not light to them.
After regaining his senses, everyone's faces were filled with excitement. I don't know how many tens of thousands of years, except for the Sect Master, there is a second person who has successfully practiced.
"Little beast, die." After the palace owner of Ziyang Palace locked the target, he raised his palm, and the majestic avenues converged. A wave of extinction radiated from his palm. The power of a palm changed the color of the world, as if a palm fell. Come, everything will be destroyed.
"puff"
However, the power of the palace lord of the Ziyang Palace had just gathered, and when Wei Heng and others' complexions changed drastically, the former suddenly vomited blood without warning, his complexion instantly turned pale, and he planted his head underground, but he had not yet fallen to the ground. , Turned into a white light, disappeared in a flash.
This scene was beyond everyone's expectations.
Lu Chen stared at the direction where Palace Master Ziyang was fleeing, and licked the corner of his mouth.
An extremely daring idea sprang up in his mind.
He is going to hunt Daozu!
Lu Chen deeply understood what the Dao ancestor level represented. Even if the realm of creation was perfect, it could be wiped out with the raising of his hand. It could be seen from the previous arrival of the palace lord of the Ziyang Palace and releasing Tian Might to suppress everyone.
This series really can only be confronted by the same series.
However, the palace lord of the Ziyang Palace first hit the sword of the soul that was sealed by the sword lord, and then hit two of his own swords.
His primordial spirit was severely damaged, and his strength declined, and he could no longer exert his peak strength. It can be seen from the sudden backlash when he just forcibly climbed the peak strength.
"Fengfeng Master Wei, follow me to hunt the palace owner of the Ziyang Palace, and the rest, control the people in the Ziyang Palace in front of you," Lu Chen said quickly, and the whole person burst out like a flash of lightning. The speed was so fast that the space was split. , Disappeared in the blink of an eye.
When Wei Heng heard Lu Chen's words, his body shook, his eyes dazzling, although he said that pursuing Dao ancestors with perfect cultivation in the realm of creation is like an egg touching a stone.
But Lu Chen would chase the Soul Sword Art, and he could attack the primordial spirit. Things that seemed impossible to them might have a miracle.
Wei Heng did not hesitate in the slightest, with a step on his feet, the space roared violently, and followed Lu Chen.
Swish!
In the crowd, there were four faint shadows, which disappeared in a flash.
If it hadn't been for the six creation realms in front of them to complete the enemy, it is estimated that all of them would hunt down the palace lord of the Ziyang Palace.
The rest of the creation realm reached this level, and Zhao Li and the others were surrounded by groups.
The six Zhao Li looked at the strong men who were surrounding them, their faces pale, and their hearts were violently ups and downs. He never expected that the palace lord would come in person, and unexpectedly all had an accident, severely injured and fled, which was completely contrary to his previous thoughts.
"Chasing the palace lord, if you don't die, you won't die." Soon, Zhao Li sneered.
He felt that Lu Chen and others were going to die. Although his palace lord was injured, no matter what, he was also a Taoist ancestor.
A lean camel is bigger than a horse!
Buzzing!
The avenue was surging, the heavens and the earth bloomed with bright sword light, and the horrible power that diffused brought Zhao Li back to the gods. The elders of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect who surrounded them, opened the avenue area one by one, and the swords revolved, and the sound of swords whistling. , Reverberating between heaven and earth.
.....
"Damn, when I recover from my injury, I will slaughter Ten Thousand Sword Sects and smash everyone into ashes." Hundreds of thousands of miles away, the palace lord of the Ziyang Palace was standing in the sky, exuding an extremely cold air. Black, fell into the forest.
The palace lord of Ziyang Palace did not expect that he would be planted in Wan Jianzong with his own cultivation.
Just about to rest for a while, suddenly his face changed, and he looked up and pierced through the void, and suddenly saw several streams of light coming from the sky, almost inconceivable.
Among them, the palace lord of Ziyang Palace sensed a familiar aura, it was the ant who could chase the soul of sword art.
"Damn ants, how dare you come to chase me" After a short stun, the old palace lord of the Ziyang Palace became hot with a green complexion. In his eyes, the ancestors were all ants. Now the ants that he thinks in his heart dare to chase him. .
This is simply a challenge to his identity.
"No, I can't do it right now." The palace lord of Ziyang Palace just breathed out, and there was a tingling pain in his mind.
The injury on the soul is too serious. Once he is forced to accumulate his strength, he will have a splitting headache. He must find a place to quietly restore his cultivation.
Thinking of this, the Lord of the Ziyang Palace stood up, soared to the sky, sounded the roar of the avenue, and continued to flee.
"Old Piff, where do you escape?" Lu Chen shouted as he looked at the streamer in front of him.
"Old tortoise, didn't you name me to catch me? Grandpa is standing in front of you now, come on"
"Old tortoise, as timid as a mouse, you are the most timid Dao ancestor Grandpa has ever seen."
The palace lord of Ziyang Palace looked angry, and his eyes were full of anger. As Taoist ancestor, this was the first time he was provoked by ants like this.
"court death"
A quarter of an hour later, the palace lord of the Ziyang Palace could no longer bear the ironic words chattering behind him, his figure stopped abruptly, looking at Lu Chen, without concealing the killing intent in his eyes, his hands were imprinted, and the power of the majestic avenue gathered. It shook the world and quickly turned into a avenue of light.
"Little beast, die for me"
The palace lord of the Ziyang Palace pointed towards Lu Chen, and the avenue light wheel spun down, exuding extremely sharp power, cutting the space.
The power of this blow is far beyond the perfection of the realm of creation.
Lu Chen's figure flickered, avoiding the attack of Palace Master of Ziyang, his eyes full of killing intent, the power of the original spirit gathered frantically, turning into the sword of the original spirit, and piercing the head of Palace owner of Ziyang Palace.
The primordial spirit attack is invisible and invisible, with no trace to find, and there is no way to crack it.
The palace lord of Ziyang Palace became stiff, a frightening breath swept through his body, making his scalp numb, and the next second, a tingling sensation came in his mind, making him almost fainted.
The intense pain caused the palace lord of Ziyang Palace to wake up, and the anger in his eyes dissipated a lot.
Under the current situation, it is not suitable for hands-on, so let this little beast have a mouthful, and when he recovers to his peak, he will get back ten times a hundred times.
Thinking of this, the Palace Master of Ziyang Palace didn't hesitate for a moment, turned around and fled.
After Lu Chen used the Yuanshen Sword, his body's strength seemed to be drained, and he suddenly planted his head towards the ground.
Originally, according to the strength of his primordial spirit, he could only release one. After the release, the body would become very weak, but now, the three primordial swords are continuously released in a short period of time. The overdraft is extremely serious, and there is no more power to release. The fourth sword of the soul.
Just when Lu Chen was about to fall into the forest, the wind rang behind him, and a figure appeared on him and caught him.
Swish!
Four more figures appeared, all at the level of elders who came out to support them. After chasing for so long, they finally followed in their footsteps.
"Are you okay" Wei Heng said when he saw Lu Chen.
At this moment, Lu Chen was weak, his face was extremely pale, his eyes were not as agile as usual, and he was full of fatigue.
"Continue chasing," Lu Chen gritted his teeth and said.
He was just overdrafted severely, and given him a certain amount of time, he could always recover. But the palace lord of the Ziyang Palace in front was different. He had no way to heal his injuries when he fled all the way. Not only could he not recover, but it would aggravate his injuries. They had to be tough. Ziyang Taoist ancestor was exhausted.
Missing this opportunity, when the Ziyang Taoist ancestor is relieved, everyone in Wan Jianzong will die.
"it is good"
Wei Heng's figure flickered, and Lu Chen continued to pursue him.
This chase battle was very long lasting. It lasted for a whole month. During the period, I passed a lot of dynasties and forces. I saw one chasing and one fleeing in the sky. People who were wise and didn’t bother about their business. After all, the people who fled before looked weak, but The momentum is extremely terrifying.
As for the people chasing behind, six of them had perfect creation realm, each realm was equal to them, and the lineup was quite terrifying.
"Why is the one in front of you running for life like Ziyang Daozu" passing by countless places, the lord of the dynasty, the headmaster of the dynasty, looked at the figure running forward, and had an illusion in his heart. Then, he shook his head fiercely. Throw away the absurd ideas in your mind.
Ziyang Dao Ancestor, how existed, how could he be chased by the creation realm.
"Damn, I will die if this continues." After a few more days, Ziyang Daozu thought anxiously while running away in front.
He fled for more than a month, and the people behind him were chasing after him. Because he did not have time to heal his injuries, the injuries on the soul became more serious. Now he has completely failed to use his ancestor's cultivation, debate, and ordinary creation. The realm is almost complete.
And this month, Lu Chen also recovered.
He stared at the figure in front of him with scorching eyes, feeling that the aura of Ziyang Dao Ancestor was no longer as strong as it was a month ago.
As long as you catch up with the opponent and give him another sword, you can completely kill the opponent.
Wei Heng and others also noticed the weakness of Ziyang Daozu's aura, and couldn't help but lifted their expressions. This time, they might really be able to successfully slaughter Daozu.
Once it succeeds, it will be a shocking feat that will cause a sensation in the source world, and it will be a little excited when you think about it.
"Ziyang Daozu, you can't escape, stop and die" Lu Chen shouted.
The palace lord of the Ziyang Palace ignored him and continued to run away. On the surface, he looked calm, but his heart became flustered. As the Yuanshen's injury became more serious, his physical strength gradually became a little ignorant, and the people behind him would sooner or later catch up with him.
A few days later, the Ziyang Palace Master has been fleeing in front. From afar, there is a vast mountain in front of the road. After approaching, a faint coercion spreads over. On its vast mountain peaks, there are magnificent buildings. The palace is extremely gorgeous.
"Brother Xuantian, help, help" Palace Master Ziyang came near the mountain gate, almost hysterical roar.
The palace lord of Ziyang Palace did not return to his own sect, because he knew that no one of the sect could stop the young people behind him. He saw the other party with the great sword, pressing the six creations to perfection, and returning to the lair, he would bring one with his own eyes. Disaster.
When he fled, he had already thought of where to go, and that was to go to the Xuantian Temple.
Xuantian Daozu is his best friend, and he can survive when he comes to Xuantian Temple.
The roar of the palace lord of the Ziyang Palace immediately alarmed the powerhouse of Xuantian Temple, looking over one by one, and seeing the pale face of Ziyang Dao Ancestor with disheveled hair, all eyes were dull.
Because the two Dao ancestors had a good relationship, they naturally recognized Ziyang Dao ancestor, a dignified Dao ancestor. How could they be so embarrassed that they seemed to be hunted down.
Huh!
In front of Ziyang Daozu, there was suddenly a tall and martial middle-aged man with a Chinese character face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he was full of chic spirits.
The person here is the ancestor of Xuantian Dao.
Dao Ancestor Xuantian saw his friend's appearance with a weird look, and then looked behind him, six changhongs penetrated through, swishes, encircled Ziyang Taoist ancestor in the middle.
These six changhongs are naturally Lu Chen, Wei Heng and the other six realms of creation.
Xuantian Daozu saw this scene, his head was dazed.
This is how the same thing.
Ziyang Taoist ancestor was successfully pursued and killed by the creation realm.
"Jiejie, old dog, how come you stopped?" Lu Chen stared at Ziyang Daozu, making a voice like a big villain. As for the Xuantian Daozu next to him, he seemed to have been ignored.
"I have seen Xuantian Daozu" Wei Heng and others clasped their fists and said to the middle-aged man.
"Brother Xuantian, kill them, kill them for me" Ziyang Daozu roared and roared beside him, his eyes filled with endless cruel meaning, because he had been chased and killed for more than a month, for him , Is an unbearable shame, it is crazy.
Kill them to wash away the shame.