Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 735 Really close to the lock, Divine Phoenix Feather!
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Huang Changkong and the other four members of the Heavenly Destiny have the same will and know that things cannot be done. If they stay any longer, they will probably be in danger. Although they don't believe that the three crazy Taoists dare to risk the world's displeasure by suppressing and killing the four quasi-sages of the same clan, it is almost impossible Do it, but if it only targets one of them, then there is at least a [-]% certainty, or even higher.

The power of the long river of fate entangles the chaos and void, no matter what kind of power it is, it cannot be resisted by ordinary sages of destiny.

boom!
The four destinies join forces again, and the light of killing and cutting that burst out at this moment is even more blazing, the colorful torrent washes away, the two quasi-sacred swords blend with water and fire, and the soul of the soldier recovers. A hole several feet long was torn open.

The three crazy Taoists did not move, as if they had expected it long ago, and there was no sign of making a move. Three feet behind him, Su Qinian also stood with his hands behind his back, with a faint sneer on the corner of his mouth.

Before the four great destinies escaped from the quasi-sacred world of Wudang, a fiery white sword light rose from outside the quasi-sacred world. Sweeping towards the four destiny.

""Sword of the Common People"!"

"Dare you dare!"

The four of Huang Changkong changed their colors, they didn't expect that the one from the middle of Shu would actually arrive, and at such a timing, the four of them didn't understand, Wudang had already prepared, and the Guangming Dragon King had already planned.

At this time when the old strength was about to be exhausted and the new strength was not born, the four Tianming made a hasty move, but they were still knocked back several miles by this sword.

The quasi-sacred world of Sword Dao belonging to Shushan is also ranked in the fourth turn, and even in the fourth turn, it has already taken a solid step. The power of the quasi-sacred world that the Juggernaut can mobilize is far greater than that of the sorcerer's mandung.

"Three Crazies! You really want to fight to the death with us!"

Huang Changkong shouted: "You are not afraid of being taken advantage of by the monster race and becoming a sinner of my human race!"

"A joke!" Taoist Sanlun scolded coldly, "You didn't say that when you were forcing the mountain, it seems that right and wrong are all in your mouth, you are a veteran, I am a dough, let you decide, give you two words, fart!"

The three crazy Taoists did not restrain themselves deliberately, and the gap that was torn open in the quasi-sacred world did not heal, and the voice was allowed to pass out, resounding across the land for thousands of miles.

Many martial arts masters from the Five Kingdoms couldn't help but smile wryly when they heard the words. The one on the Golden Summit of Tianzhu Peak in Wudang Mountain was really ruthless, without any gesture of destiny, and indulged freely without any scruples.

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Huang Changkong's eyes were cold, he never thought that he, who is also the Quasi-Sage of Destiny, would be so shameless and utter obscene language.

"Three Madness, don't think that you already have the chance to win. If I really want to leave, you can't stop me!" Huang Changkong said in a deep voice.

"Come on, it's a dog if you don't make a move." Taoist Sanlun said calmly.

what!
Even the three quasi-sages of Destiny, including the water god of the common family, were a little dumbfounded. This Wudang three maniac really dared to say anything, and he was not taboo at all. Who can tolerate such humiliation.

Even Su Qinian looked at the old Taoist in front of him in a weird way at this time, but he didn't realize that this patriarch who he regarded as a respected and respected patriarch actually had such a sharp side.

Seemingly aware of Su Qinian's gaze, Sanlun Daoist couldn't help coughing dryly, and said: "Prescribe strong medicine for serious illness, you don't need to be polite."

Tianzhu Peak, in front of Zixiao Palace.

The corner of Taoist Ning's mouth twitched slightly. He had already sensed the strange eyes of Master Zhufeng. If it wasn't for the critical moment, he would turn around and enter Zixiao Palace without saying a word, and would not come out for three days and three nights.

"Good! Good! Good!"

In the quasi-sacred world of Wudang, Huang Changkong was startled for a moment, and then laughed angrily. As a generation of Destiny, he had never been humiliated like this before. He took a deep breath and held his palm empty. .

Tweet!
Suddenly, from the phoenix refining furnace, there was a sound of phoenix singing. It was not the same divine form and aura as before. With the sound of this phoenix singing, not only the three crazy Taoists showed a calm expression, but also The three water gods of the family, Tianming, also showed a bit of disbelief, staring at Huang Changkong.

Su Qinian frowned, he could clearly feel that he had the blood of a real dragon, and he felt agitated. This agitation was clearly a response to the existence of the same blood, and it could even be said to be a kind of boiling fighting spirit.

Born to be divine!

If there is a relationship between the Jingtang Divine Phoenix Mountain clan and any divine beast among the Innate Divine Beasts, there is no doubt that it is the Divine Phoenix!

Immediately afterwards, a feather as bright as blood and flaming as fire fell out of the phoenix refining furnace, and was pinched between two sword fingers by Huang Changkong.

"Shenhuang Lingyu!" Taoist Rusan couldn't help taking a deep breath, and said in a deep voice.

That is the feather of the Divine Phoenix, which is different from Su Qinian who has transformed into a dragon and has not yet achieved the sacred bloodline. The moment the feather of the Divine Phoenix fell out of the phoenix refining furnace, there was an unspeakable sense of horror. The terrifying coercion began to spread in the quasi-sacred world of Wudang.

This kind of coercion, not falling into the long river of fate, but shuttling in the chaos, overflowing with divine aura, belonged to the feathers and feathers of a divine phoenix who had truly stepped into the sacred realm.

With the appearance of this divine phoenix feather, the phantom of the river of fate that emerged in the quasi-sacred world of Wudang also gave birth to some hazy signs. The sacred creature broke the shackles of fate, did not fall into reincarnation, and the power of fate did not apply to itself. , although it is not really able to resist the power of the river of fate, but at this time in the quasi-sacred world of Wudang, it is not the real river of fate.

With the Divine Phoenix Feather in hand, Huang Changkong's eyes were very cold, like a quasi-sage of destiny, and his heart ached endlessly. This was the Divine Phoenix Feather passed down from generation to generation in his Huang family, and the vitality accumulated in every thousand years can only be used once. , although it is far less than the real Divine Phoenix's shot, but there is also a trace of sacred aura, the general confinement, even under the seven-turn quasi-sacred world, it is almost impossible to block the penetration of the Divine Phoenix's feathers.

Thinking that the Divine Phoenix Feather can only be used twice more, it will be consumed once now, and once consumed again, it will be a thousand years later, even if he is a Destiny Grandmaster, it will be very difficult for him to live to that time.

It can be said that the divine phoenix plume is the life-saving item of his Huang family's destiny. For thousands of years, it has been consumed several times to block the fatal killing. Unexpectedly, in his generation, it would be Consuming on this Wudang Mountain is just to break the shackles and get away from Wudang.

This is a bit ironic, but Huang Changkong has to admit that after getting the quasi-robbing weapon dragon boat, the luck-avoiding treasure to suppress the quasi-sacred world, the Wudang quasi-sacred world has turned four, and it has already turned seven. If you don't use the Divine Phoenix's feathers, you may have to explain here today. He has enough reasons to believe that if he really wants to keep one of the four destiny, then whether it is the three crazy old Taoists or the Bright Dragon King Su Qinian , the choice must be him.

"break!"

Huang Changkong let out a violent shout, and he used his own blood of the Divine Phoenix to activate the Divine Phoenix Feather, revived this sacred feather, and burst out a terrifying majestic aura.

Tweet!
There is a long cry of the Divine Phoenix, which penetrates the quasi-sacred world of Wudang, resounds across the land for thousands of miles, spreads to several places with the Hubei Road as the center, and even reaches as far as Chang'an City, the capital road, and can be heard clearly.

In the Forbidden City, the imperial garden.

Prince Liu Qinghong raised his head, showing shock, and said: "The voice of the Divine Phoenix, this is the real sacred breath!"

The emperor of the contemporary Han Dynasty stood by the lotus pond, but chuckled lightly, and said, "It's just a divine phoenix feather. It's rare."

Hubei Road, Shiyan Prefecture.

In the quasi-sacred world of Wudang Mountain, a phoenix feather soars into the sky, bright red like a blood jade, blooming with shimmering red clouds, shining crystal brightly, and the sacred energy seems to be able to shatter nine heavens and ten earths.

At this moment, this divine phoenix plume was as huge as a mountain. It was not a virtual image, it seemed that its body was really so huge. It was hard to imagine what kind of colossal monster it would be if it was the divine phoenix itself.

Sanlun Daoist looked dignified, he stretched out his palms, behind him was the phantom of the river of fate flowing, and the chaotic air lingered, coming from the chaotic void, entangled on his palms.

hum!
Immediately, from the divine phoenix feathers, a blazing sword intent that seemed to be able to penetrate the starry sky burst out. Compared with the divine phoenix sword intent in the phoenix sky, it was as immature as a child playing house. The true Sword Intent of the Divine Phoenix, feathers as a sword, pierces through the galaxy and burns away all obstacles.

Roar!
The three crazy Taoists made a move, above the phantom of the long river of fate, Xuanwu roared, transformed into a god, and rushed into the body of the three crazy Taoists. His beard and black hair fluttered wildly.

He touched the sky with his fingers, and the chaotic energy condensed, and it turned out to be a chaotic tortoise shell, as big as a mountain, lying in front of the quasi-sacred barrier and blocking the divine phoenix's feathers.

clang!
The phoenix feather was like a sword, piercing on the chaotic tortoise shell, the entire Wudang quasi-sacred world shook violently, there was a magnificent impact sound, even someone with a physical body like Su Qinian felt his muscles and bones numb, and his soul was shaken. The three water gods of Zhou Gong's family, Tianming, also swayed slightly, but the quasi-sacred energy resolved everything more easily than Su Qinian.

Click!

After a brief period of stagnation, a clear sound of cracks sounded. It was on the chaotic tortoise shell, on the tip of the divine phoenix's feathers, densely packed sword marks spread like blood and flames.

Then with a bang, the chaotic tortoise shell shattered, and the three insane Taoists moved sideways for dozens of miles, dodged the Divine Phoenix Feather Sword, and let it assassinate on the barrier of the quasi-sacred world. huge mouth. (Ask for a monthly ticket recommendation ticket. Starting point genuine subscription is the biggest support for Shibu! The exemption is over. Thanks to the brothers and sisters of Wumeng for their support. The good show has just begun. Please wait and see.)
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