Primordial War Dragon Art

Chapter 690: Primordial Profound Corpse!

"Cultivated, a native body? Are you not a person from Tianyu?"

Hearing Xing Luo's words, Qin Yu's eyes showed shock.

In the past life and present life, all the doubts that cannot be figured out are completely cleared up at this moment.

He finally understood why he didn't hesitate at all when plotting to besiege him in his previous life.

I also understand why Xingluo, why he can go to the outer domain to deal with the master.

Even in the icy plain, he understood the weirdness he sensed from Xing Luo.

Disregarding brotherhood, disregarding master-student relationship, disregarding fellowship.

The source of all this is because, Xing Luo was actually cultivated by people from Outland!
To be honest, after reincarnation, Qin Yu thought about countless possibilities that Xing Luo would attack him.

But I still didn't expect that Xing Luo would be a puppet cultivated by people from Outland.

It's not appropriate to say a puppet, after all, Xing Luo in front of him is still a living person, not only has vitality, but also has a complete soul.

"I prepared for more than 3000 years and failed countless times before I cultivated this perfect body that is recognized by the Taoism of Tianyu.

Originally, when I first entered Xianzang, as long as I got the Immemorial Dragon Fighting Art, I could directly find the Immortal King Token and get the Immortal King's inheritance of Xiancang,
It's a pity that I was tricked by that old guy. I think you already know what the Nine-turn Mad Dragon Art is, right? "

Xing Luo looked at Qin Yu with a smile.

Nine-turn mad dragon tactic has been practiced to the peak, and one can transform into an ancient mad dragon with unparalleled combat power.

However, in front of the Immemorial Dragon Fighting Art, the ancient mad dragon is nothing but an excellent tonic.

Because of the Primordial Dragon Fighting Art, as long as one refines the dragon blood, one can continuously strengthen one's cultivation.

In essence, the Immemorial Dragon Fighting Jue suppressed the Nine-Turn Mad Dragon Jue.

"That is to say, you are not your body now, right? Where is your body?"

In the palm of Qin Yu's right hand, a chaotic light flickered, and the Chaos Dragon Spear appeared, filled with terrifying killing intent.

After clearing up all the doubts in his heart, Qin Yu's killing intent towards Xing Luo became more and more intense.

"Hehe, just relying on you, you still want to find my main body? If it weren't for the strong Taoism of Tianyu, my main body would not be able to come here in person. Do you think you still have a way to survive?"

Xing Luo laughed.

"Don't you want to say it? It doesn't matter. After I kill you and search your soul, everything will be clear."

Before he finished speaking, Qin Yu suddenly turned into a beam of chaotic light that pierced through the sky, as fast as a meteor, spanning hundreds of feet in an instant, and appeared in front of Xing Luo.

hold head high!
Qin Yu stabbed out with a sharp spear, and a dragon roar that shook the nine heavens resounded.

I saw that at the moment of rushing out, Qin Yu's body was covered with ancient dragon scales, and he had already entered the state of Qinglong Zhantian.
Moreover, he used the Dragon Clan supernatural powers such as Jiuyou Purgatory, Bloodthirsty Killing Prison, etc., as if he wanted to kill Xingluo with a single shot.

Swish!
A black shadow flashed past, and there was a piercing sound like metal colliding.

I saw Qin Yu's destructive spear suddenly piercing into the body of a figure.

But that person was not Xing Luo, but an old man in ancient robes.

"Speaking of searching for souls, I remembered, how did you survive in the first place? This has made me curious for a long time."

Xing Luo stood behind the old man in ancient robes, smiling faintly.

"This is the ancient emperor's puppet?"

The touch from the Chaos Dragon Spear made Qin Yu's expression twitch slightly.

The old man in the ancient robe didn't have the slightest life fluctuation at all, and his physical body was as hard as a divine treasure.

If it wasn't for Qin Yu's Chaos Dragon Spear being a semi-immortal weapon, it would have been difficult to break through the gray-robed old man's defense.

Such terrifying strength is obviously several levels stronger than Zhentian Ghost Emperor and others.

And that level of physical strength also reminded Qin Yu of the long-lost corpse-refining sorcery in ancient times.

when!
The old man in gray robe moved his left hand, grabbed the Chaos Dragon Spear, and made a metallic sound again.

His right hand formed a fist, and a circle of vast divine power condensed, emitting destructive waves.

"broken!"

Qin Yu shouted coldly, and an extremely destructive divine power exploded from the Chaos Dragon Spear.

The gray-robed old man's left hand was directly blown to pieces, and his whole body was sent flying hundreds of feet, with a destructive look raging in his body.

"Can you repel the Primordial Profound Corpse with one blow? It seems that it is more terrifying than it was a thousand years ago. No wonder Zhentian Ghost Emperor and others died under your hands."

Sensing the aura emanating from Qin Yu's body, which was dozens of times more terrifying than that of ordinary late ancient emperors, Xing Luo's expression did not change at all.

shhhhhh...

While talking to himself, Xing Luo waved his sleeves, and rays of light flickered, and another nine ancient mysterious corpses appeared.

A total of ten ancient mysterious corpses were lined up, and the earth-shattering power made the sky tremble, terrified.

"Shouldn't you really come here alone? Call your helper out, the grievances between us should be settled."

Xing Luo's skin was covered with black ancient spells.

In front of Qin Yu, Xing Luo did not use the Nine-Turn Mad Dragon Art.

But on Xing Luo, the power contained in those black mantras is not weaker than that of Xing Luo who cast the Nine-Turn Mad Dragon Art.

"Yeah, it's time to finish it!"

Qin Yu's eyes flickered coldly, and with a thought, Long Hao, the Primal Chaos Dragon, and the Progenitor Golem all appeared in the void.

Compared to the ten ancient mysterious corpses neatly arranged beside Xing Luo, the four of Qin Yu looked a little thin, but the aura they exuded was not weak at all.

"This is the sword intent of the Eternal Sword Tomb? I didn't expect that the inheritance of the sword fairy in the Eternal Sword Tomb was actually acquired by you."

Xing Luo sensed the vast and astonishing sword intent on Long Hao, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

Long Hao ignored Xing Luo, for his former uncle, his eyes were icy cold and full of murderous intent.

"Hey, not everyone can inherit the inheritance of the Eternal Sword Tomb. Long Hao, after you leave Tianyu, you'd better be careful."

Seeing Long Hao's reaction, Xing Luo didn't care, instead he laughed strangely.

Long Hao frowned slightly, not understanding what Xing Luo said.

Of course, with the battle ahead, Long Hao did not waver in the slightest, and the sword power he exuded became even more terrifying.

"It seems that you don't like reminiscing about the past, so there's no need to talk nonsense."

With a sound of tearing, Xing Luo casually tore it in the void.

Immediately, a shocking scene appeared, the void was torn apart like a piece of cloth, and a pitch-black space appeared.

Qin Yu, Long Hao, the Primal Chaos Dragon, and the Primordial Golem, after shaking their bodies, fell into the pitch-black world.

"Dharma world?"

Qin Yu swept his gaze and immediately sensed it.

This is a Taoist world, but judging from the fluctuations in the breath, it should not be Xingluo's Taoist world.

"This is the world of Taoism that I have fused with the Taoism world of ten ancient mysterious corpses. It can isolate all external forces. Only one of you and me can leave alive!"

In Xing Luo's right hand, a pitch-black compass condensed by a pitch-black ancient curse appeared, sweeping with Taoism that did not belong to the heavens.

(End of this chapter)