Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 1341 Slap, full recovery!
Rumble!
The ground was shaking, large cracks continued to extend into the distance, the snow-capped mountains collapsed, and rocks pierced through the sky.

A terrifying majestic air envelops thousands of miles to the far west, as if ghosts and gods are overlooking all living beings, making people desperate, even as strong as a sword master, they are not at the same height at all, and this gap cannot be smoothed out by the accumulation of people.

Eight regiments of light and mist hunted the top of Zhufeng, but unfortunately there were not many people who could watch this battle, and they were all moving away quickly. The battle situation was out of control, and if they stayed, they would fall into endless hell.

At this moment, the young strong man of the ghost clan was very annoyed. He didn't need to look at it, but he could imagine the strange eyes of the young master of the seven clans. This undoubtedly made people doubt his motives.

"He is strong, and we are not weak. Today, we will bury the youngest taboo of the Suotian lineage."

There was a voice, sacred and majestic, coming out of the golden mist, the substantive aura of light was deep and ancient, there is no doubt that the one who spoke was an extremely powerful existence, the mist of light was only ups and downs, just The vacuum whimpered and cracked continuously, and the real world seemed to be unable to carry its real body.

"Protoss," Su Qinian raised his eyebrows, "You took the head of the sword and shield from the round table."

"That's right, the successor of Suotian's lineage, you should have hibernated, but you didn't want to hide. You won't have the opportunity for this supreme opportunity."

In the golden mist, the young strong man of the protoss spoke indifferently, without concealment, as if he didn't care at all. There is no doubt that this is a terrifying young saint. After he opened his mouth, the other seven people didn't say much. In other words, this is a kind of acquiescence. In the vast starry sky and the great universe where there are many races, only the strongest among them have the right to speak.

boom!
Without the slightest sign, Su Qinian moved. He jumped up like an ancient dragon coming out of the abyss, tearing apart the true god.

It was too fast, like an aurora bloomed in mid-air, freezing the spirit, blurring the vision, the golden mist exploded, and with a bang, a figure flew out horizontally, and with a bang, it smashed into a snowy mountain, shocking There was a shocking snow wave.

"what!"

In the several clouds of light and mist, there was an exclamation almost at the same time. Looking at the original position of the golden light and mist, Su Qinian stood hanging, surrounded by strands of red golden light and mist. He looked very calm, but from the silence However, the young and strong men of several races felt an inexplicable chill.

"The spirit of the root of order! He is already transforming!"

All of a sudden, someone drank and took a breath. Several young masters of different races were all terrified. They were still absorbing a lot of the root of order and preparing for transformation. among.

"How could it be so fast!"

The young master of the ghost clan lost his voice, and the mist dispersed, revealing his increasingly livid grimace. He lurks in Daxia, induces the revival of ghosts, and helps him to kill, especially the Dao of Swords practitioners, to absorb the breath of the root of order. Until now , he has not completed the accumulation of the initial transformation, and as far as he knows, the fastest is the protoss who set up the gate of heaven, bewitching all beings, establishing faith, and has already begun the initial transformation, but that one is now... …

hum!
The invisible field fluctuated, and the shattered snow mountain rubble all floated up, and a figure exuding golden holy light slowly lifted into the air.

The strong man from the Protoss is a young man who looks quite heroic. His blond hair is turbulent, and the roots are crystal-clear and gorgeous, as if burning with bright divine flames. Behind him, six pairs of divine wings stretch out, like golden cast Cheng, at this moment, there is a brilliant rain of light, dotted with stars, as if surrounded by stars, dominating the universe, with a sacred and compelling aura, of course, except for the half-swollen face, which obviously destroys its aura, looks different and abrupt, and attracts people's attention. attention.

Golden Protoss!

The young masters of several foreign races were all shocked, they were actually the extremely rare golden gods among the gods, the ancestor of the spirit god Tengshang sensed heaven, and was born with enlightenment, this kind of physique is absolutely terrifying among all supreme physiques, It is said that the blood of the gods is inexhaustible, the body of the gods is indestructible, and no matter how severe the injury is, he can recover quickly.

Several clouds of light and mist surged, revealing the restlessness of the master in the middle. Although they shared the heart of killing each other, they also took precautions against each other, and they never showed their true selves. Before being expelled, they were the first to transform into the rudimentary form of the power of order, and they were rivals to each other in the matter of absorbing the root breath of order.

"You dare to humiliate me!"

Like the reincarnation of the gods, the Golden God Clan spoke, but he was slapped in public. At this moment, his eyes were burning like two golden lamps, locked on Su Qinian, and his tone was cold and full of murderous intent: "Except for the Dao of the Sword, all Daos are suppressed here. , so what if you are in charge of taboos, I have golden blood, and I am destined to wipe you out today!"

boom!
His whole body glowed with dazzling golden light, and the blood in his body surged like the sky and the sea, and the sacred aura surged like a galaxy bursting its banks. Even if the invisible power weakened it, it shattered the vacuum of ten miles, and there were countless silver fireworks blooming in the void.

"how come!"

And soon, the young man of the protoss showed a look of astonishment, because the swollen half of his face was still there, and there was no sign of recovery.

He sensed it with all his heart, tried his best to run his own way and law, and finally caught the taboo breath from the flesh and blood on half of his face, which was...

"Town taboo!"

I can't believe my own feelings. In this world of Dao of the Sword, all the ways are invisible, and at most it can only arouse a little bit of charm. It is impossible to use the law, but now the young golden gods have captured the forbidden power of sealing the town. Although It is not powerful, but it is clearly audible, and it is more than ten times stronger than the power they can mobilize.

"What are you waiting for, kill!"

At this point, there is nothing to hesitate. The man of the golden god clan screamed violently, and the six pairs of god wings vibrated violently. He was like a golden lightning, and he seemed to be transformed into a ray of bright knife light. Even the sky and the earth seemed to be cut open Yes, there was a huge chant sound in the void, like an ancient angel singing, spreading faith and restraining the soul, and it is one of the most terrifying magic weapons.

Clang!Clang!
The light and mist dissipated, and the seven young masters of the ghost race also moved. If they missed today, the chances would become even slimmer, and it might even turn into a catastrophe that befell them.

The seven rays of saber light rose, each with a different aura, and they all contained the aura of Taoism of their respective races. In this world, the most powerful is the Dao of the Saber, so the young masters of several different races did not hide their clumsiness, and they used the most powerful skills as soon as they came up. Strong means, to join forces to kill Su Qinian.

hold head high!
At this moment, Su Qinian completely let go of his own suppression, like a heavenly dragon waking up from a slumber, and his energy and spirit burst out in an all-round way. A piece of desolate land was opened, and eight wisps of knife light fell into it, like being trapped in a quagmire, immediately imprisoned and unable to move.

(End of this chapter)