Cover the sky: start from swallowing the magic pot

Chapter 429 "Human Form" Undead Medicine Form
"Boom!"

The lightning was bright, the thunder was like a sea, and the purple electric hammer came down with thousands of celestial lights, colliding with the Jinyu Holy Pagoda.

In an instant, the space flipped, the sun and the moon faded, the sea was shattered for thousands of miles, and various fragments of laws were transpiring in the light, making this region even more violent, as if it was going to destroy the world.

The clouds are surging, the wind is blowing, Venerable Meteor's expression is calm, and his breath is like an abyss like the sea. The nine-fold golden jade pagoda on his head floats up and down, and countless golden rays of light hang down, blocking all the purple thunders from the golden light, and cannot enter. .

"Weapons are very good, but it's a pity that they are limited to the weak..." Bone Skeleton smiled coldly, and strode forward, eager to taste the blood of the emperor monks.

Wang Teng's expression was indifferent, without a glance.

Suddenly, a strand of silk broke through the void, and the light of primordial origin was silent, hidden in the sword light of all spirits. At this moment, it erupted, flashing a brilliance that would make the sun, moon, and galaxy pale, and rushed towards the dead spirit Yinshen.

"Little Doyle!"

The black-robed skeleton smiled hoarsely, and two jet-black lights shot out from its eyes, which directly melted the sword of divine sense.

And not only that, the dark light crossed the sky, like a golden iron weapon entering the brocade forest, unstoppable, it came to Wang Teng in an instant, and pierced his forehead bone
"Buzz!"

The sound of Jin Ge sounded softly, Bei Di let out a muffled snort, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, staggered back nine steps, his face turned rosy and turned pale, his blood was greatly reduced, and he fell from the eighth small realm of the Second Heaven of Sendai.

The real dragon, divine phoenix, basalt, and white tiger that were originally surrounding them also wailed, unable to sustain themselves, and turned into streamers of light that fell into the sky.

His upper and lower jaws opened and closed, revealing a cruel smile, and said in a low voice: "A fairy and two ants can actually block my eyes. It seems that there is a treasure in your immortal platform!"

During the speech, he reached out his hand and smashed down the golden pagoda of the Holy King, directly suppressing the golden ancient chariot, and then waved his sleeves, as if looking at an ant, a pale bone hand flew into the sky Down, overwhelming, huge, wanting to capture Wang Teng alive
"What a ridiculous thing to do in the past!"

Looking at the big pale hands that covered the sky, Bei Di's eyes turned, his expression was calm, and he sighed in his heart, as if some kind of obsession had been shattered.

He took out a piece of cyan jade slip from his sleeve, and then the sword flow in his palm suddenly shattered the sapphire.

The moment he pressed the shattered cyan jade slip, a terrifying aura of dominance emanated from Wang Teng's body!

Not the Holy Lord, not the Dao Slayer King, but thousands of rays of Taisu immortal light shining on the heavens, and the terrifying coercion of the Holy Dao permeated this area, covering this area.

Under this powerful aura, the expressions of the masters and elders of the Temple of Longevity changed drastically, and the [-] monks of the first level of Xiantai even showed frightened expressions, and their bodies trembled slightly, which was a little unbearable.

Even Venerable Meteor Sun was palpitating, and quickly backed away, wanting to get out of this area.

"Oh!"

Chaos flowed, black and yellow surged, a cloudy moon hung high, and the cold moonlight condensed into frost. With Wang Teng as the center, it quickly meandered around, as if freezing everything in the world.

At the same time, a three-legged golden crow chanted, with its wings hanging down to the sky, and its whole body was golden, as if it had been practiced in a golden ritual of the Dao Tribulation, entangled with the true fire of the sun, and spread out in all directions.

The holy power of the lunar yin and the holy power of the sun are intertwined to outline a chaotic yin and yang map, which is full of complicated and mysterious dao patterns. There is a grand sacrificial sound coming out vaguely, as if thousands of gods and demons are chanting sutras.

The mist blows, the celestial light shines brightly, the yin and yang diagrams rotate, and a terrifying tide of chaos erupts.

As the gray fog approached, the faces of some monks on the battlefield changed drastically, and the weapons in their hands trembled uncontrollably. This kind of spectacle was simply heartbreaking and unbearable.

"Keng!"

The next moment, all the swords within a hundred thousand miles were unsheathed, and they flew towards the silver moon and golden sun with endless clanging sounds.

The sword energy surges, swings vertically and horizontally, constantly jumps in the tide of yin and yang, illuminating the sky, as if it wants to destroy all the darkness in the world, making people shudder.

In the void, the ancient sage Sirius looked dignified, holding the copper sword tightly in his big bluish-white hand, his eyes were full of fear.

"Even you have been dragged."

The Longevity Sage frowned, feeling that something was wrong with the development of the situation. A second-level celestial ant in Xiantai has caused so many things.
"After all, they are still not as good as them!" Wang Teng laughed at himself with a look of loneliness in his eyes.

With Ziwei and his party, he understood the vastness of the world and how ignorant he was in the past.

Perhaps in the eyes of Xiang Yufei and Su Yu, he is just an ignorant person who is honored in the ant's nest, and the indomitableness he showed seems meaningless now.

The goal that he wanted to pursue in the past has made it difficult for him to achieve now. How many people can understand this kind of bitterness?
The light soared into the sky, and the chaotic waterfall surged like a galaxy rewinding. This place was a vast expanse of whiteness, and the icy murderous aura shook the eternal sky.

Dao Tu hunted, the yin and yang qi circulated, the mist dissipated, and a slender figure walked out slowly.

The cloud was steaming and misty, and Dao Qi was lingering. The moment Su Yu walked out, the avenue roared in the universe, golden lotuses gushed from the sky, and divine springs appeared on the ground. He walked out of the soft halo like an immortal god.

Seeing such a strange scene, the monks of the Ancient Longevity Taoist Temple were all horrified, a little unbelievable, and there were endless exclamations.

"This scene is an innate Dao body?"

"Born with chaotic energy, it may be a chaotic fairy body that is rare in ancient times!"

The Lord of Longevity was terrified, at least he was a saint with a royal physique, I don't know if the ancestor can stop it
"Beichen, you actually asked me for help!"

Su Yu's green silk was scattered, his face was flawless, and the six-pointed star sword seal between his brows was radiant, blooming ray after ray of fairy light.

He looked calm, and behind him was a real dragon hovering, surrounded by golden light, and purple and gold patterns wrapped around his body, looking ethereal and ethereal, as if he would soar into the sky at any time and leave this world.

Wang Teng was silent for a moment, then saluted, with a respectful expression, and reported the information here to Su Yu.

Looking at the surrendered Beidi, Su Yu nodded self-consciously.

Today my son finally thought about it, no longer rebellious, he did not waste all his painstaking efforts, gratifying and congratulations, this battle is over, we should come to the conclusion with Zhonghuang Fu
"Mei Ri, do you want to run away? The person who came is not a saint!"

Thousands of miles away, Venerable Meteor Sun, who was about to fly away, changed slightly when he heard the voice transmission from the Saint of Longevity, and stopped, struggling a little.

He is the servant of Tuoyu Yuansheng. He was ordered to fight on this trip. If he meets a saint and retreats, there is still a way to retreat. If he faces the king who cuts the way and flees without a fight, he will return to Daiyu Immortal Island one day, and he will be executed by Master Yuansheng .

In the end, Venerable Meteor Sun sighed, took a step forward, and returned to the center of the battlefield
Different from these monks from Xiantai and Dao Slayer, when the ancient sage Sirius saw Su Yu in the void, his eyes immediately turned red and his breathing became a little short.

"This breath is richer and more fragrant than the holy medicine. This is the undead medicine that has transformed into a form. The ancient magic medicine really appeared! Chance, a great chance,"

Due to his racial talent, he smelled the fragrance of the magic medicine contained in the Taisu god chain below.

Sirius roared in his heart, suppressing his excitement, on the surface he looked calm, no different from before, and the sage of longevity did not see the clue.

The Immortal Sage at the side watched Su Yu with scrutiny in his eyes.

As an ancient sage, he will not be like those immortal ants who see the chaotic energy and think it is a chaotic body.

But even if he used his heavenly eyes, he still couldn't see Su Yu's reality, which made him a little puzzled
"Be sure to wake up the ancestor, this is the key to the rise of my Sirius tribe!"

The ancient sage of Sirius silently crushed the divine jade, allowing the distracted people who stayed behind on Tianlang Mountain to wake up the background.

What is the significance of the appearance of a Dacheng king who has transformed into an elixir!
There is no doubt that after the people from beyond the sky are suppressed, a great war will be waged in Ziwei Starfield to compete for this "humanoid" elixir!

Now the prestige of Tuoyu Yuansheng is unrivaled, and he is far from being able to defeat a supreme saint, but he can't do it, the old ancestor said, not all the seven generations of Sirius have withered, and some people have proclaimed themselves.

As long as the emperor's sword is regained, Tianlang Mountain sacrifices the quasi-emperor's remnant formation, and there is a great chance to get the "human form" elixir
"It was this skeleton that hurt you just now?"

Su Yu's tone was frivolous, and he glanced at Venerable Falling Sun, ready to find a place for his number one general!

"Your Highness, this person's skills are somewhat special, and he should not be a monk of the concept of longevity." Bei Di stood behind him, with a pointed tone, expressing his worries.

Hearing Wang Teng's words, Su Yu looked back and said kindly: "You have a heart!"

"It's just a matter of duty!" Wang Teng looked calm, restrained all his sharpness, and had a trace of Xiang Yufei's charm.

Just as the two were talking, a strong dead air rushed out.

"Death is like a song, the funeral song has been played today, please be buried!"

Venerable Meteor Sun spoke softly, his voice was still hoarse, but with a solemn expression, he formed a corpse mark, and moved his hands slowly, the world split open in an instant, and a sea of ​​corpses and bones emerged, surrounding the deep sea middle.

"Things in the underworld dare to be honored!"

Su Yu's expression was indifferent, he bent his fingers, and the golden real dragon roared behind him, surrounded by chaotic mist, roaring the sun and the moon, roaring out.

This is the vision of the real dragon he cultivated with the real dragon elixir, which is enough to suppress all the existences of the third heaven in Xiantai!

The dragon's aura is surging and its killing intent is fierce. As soon as the golden real dragon, which is more than ten feet away, breaks away, it turns into a body of thousands of feet, covering the sky and the sun. Hundreds of emperor patterns exude a simple and vast atmosphere.

"Not a saint!"

Sensing Su Yu's breath carefully, Venerable Meteor Sun heaved a sigh of relief and let go of the worries in his heart.

If it is a saint, there is no need to fight this battle. Even if he is against the sky, he will not survive three breaths in front of the ancient sages.

"Today I am here to teach the king of the imperial clan!" Venerable Meteor Sun yelled, a world of death appeared behind him, and the gray aura of death swept across the sky.

Countless white dust is flying in the space, exuding a cold breath, gloomy like a knife scraping bones, this is not transformed by magical powers, but the ashes of monks.

In the halo of darkness, countless ashes gathered in one place, intertwined and outlined into bones one after another.

Those dead souls who were killed by him before were born again now, exuding a strong breath of death, and the dark green fire glowed in the eyes of the skeleton, which was cold and terrifying.

Among them, there are 370 silver bone puppets in the first level of the Eight Immortals, 64 golden bone puppets in the second level of Xiantai, and three jade bone puppets in the Dao Slashing Realm.

Especially the three Dao Severing Jade Puppets in the center.

A sapphire bone puppet exuding the aura of the third heaven, a purple jade bone puppet from the sixth heaven, and a blood jade puppet from the ninth heaven.

They wear Dao-slashing armor and hold incomplete death weapons, as if they want to harvest all life in the world, exuding a bloodthirsty atmosphere.

This scene was so terrifying that even the monks of the Ancient Longevity Taoist Temple looked sideways and retreated.

The bone puppet who cultivated the Dacheng King Realm with the body of the Sixth Layer of Dao Slashing Heaven, even if the Dacheng King was killed by the ancient sage, it would be difficult to conceal the talent of Venerable Falling Sun.

However, facing the puppet corps set out by Venerable Falling Sun, Su Yu's eyes were indifferent, he turned a blind eye, and regarded everything in front of him as nothing.

The next moment, a ferocious golden dragon claw shot out of the air, crushing this dead world directly.

The dragon fought in the sea, raging in this sea of ​​dry bones. With a flick of the dragon's tail, it smashed all the puppets with a flick of the dragon's tail, including the three jade puppets. Breath turned to embers.

"how is this possible"

Venerable Meteor Sun lost his voice, unable to believe everything in front of him.

Even if this Dacheng king is from the imperial family and has the imperial scriptures, it is impossible for him to be so strong.

You know, his blood jade puppet was originally a proud figure in the Seven Forbidden Realm, who was executed for offending Tuo Yu Yuansheng.

That Tianjiao's physical body is extremely powerful, almost stepping into the semi-holy realm, precisely because now, the bone puppets trained from his corpse sacrifice are powerful, comparable to the Dacheng King.

However, facing the enemy today, it is so vulnerable.
Seeing the white skeleton fleeing in all directions, Su Yu pointed at Weijian and drew a ray of fairy light.

"Ding!"

The sword qi is vertical and horizontal, shattering the void, illuminating the universe, the sword light is like a chaotic waterfall, a world is opening up on the edge of the sword, and a fairy god rushes out of the cut new universe.

A dragon holding a candle walked the long river of time and condensed into immeasurable sword energy, which was extremely strong. The sun, moon and stars evolved in the air flow, manifesting a miniature world, piercing eternity.

Just when Venerable Meteor Sun was about to break his soul, a sudden change occurred.

Dark clouds overwhelmed, and there was a dead silence, and then a beam of golden light broke through the haze, shining out, and tens of thousands of golden threads were pulled away, forming a pool of autumn silent water!
The moment this stagnant water appeared, yellow leaves appeared in the sky, the vegetation withered, and everything was silent. The monks who were fighting on the battlefield also stopped moving, with sadness in their eyes, and their souls fell into the haze.

"Luo Su Dao, Divine Art, Lonely Finger!"

The vicissitudes of the Tao resounded through the sky, the golden runes danced, the sun shone into clouds, the lines were bright, and the mountains and rivers turned. A tall figure stepped out, carrying Qiuyang on his back, using the magic of Dongming Xiandao!

In an instant, the autumn wind howled, the fallen leaves filled the sky, the water in the pool was quiet, and there was a look of withering everywhere.

A vicissitudes-yellow bone finger fell from the nine heavens, like a pillar supporting the sky, surrounded by boundless immortal energy, shining with strands of Taisu light, and fell towards the sword light.

However, it was still a step behind.

"puff……"

The sword light was extremely fast, approaching the peak, the black-robed skeleton paused for a moment, and then exploded all over, turning into ashes all over the sky.

(End of this chapter)