Eternal Demon Lord

Chapter 1095

In the sky above Yue Wujian's head, a huge cauldron floats up and down, ancient and heavy, it seems to be able to suppress the eternal sky and turn the sun and the moon around.

As the old saying goes, the world is determined.

Ding has been a symbol of dignity, auspiciousness and stability since ancient times.

Many martial arts clans and dynasties overlords mostly use tripods to guard the dragon veins.

The so-called dragon veins are actually the vitality of the heaven and the earth. The more abundant the vitality of the heaven and the earth, the more beneficial it is for the cultivation of the world.

"What kind of martial soul are you...?"

Jian Wuming opened his eyes wide, watching the sword energy he emitted, which was absorbed by the mysterious giant cauldron with a puff.

Yes, no matter how strong his Mietian Sword Qi is, it cannot cause the slightest damage to this giant cauldron.

The giant cauldron is like a gigantic beast that can easily swallow everything.

"This is the ten thousand mother cauldron, and it is also my strongest martial soul, a god-level martial soul that has been formed since the birth of heaven and earth."

Yue Wuyin raised his black hair lightly, and with a posture of winning, he said: "Once the Wanmu cauldron comes out, I will be invincible innately, and it is still too late for you to admit defeat."

Jian Wuming was angry, and just about to speak, Yang Xuan stepped forward and said lightly: "There is no need to admit defeat, although you have absolute defense, it is difficult to hurt my friend, unless your Wanmu cauldron It can be attacked and defended, but obviously, this tripod can only be defended, and it is not offensive."

"That's right, my Wanmu cauldron can't be used to attack and kill, but besides the Wanmu cauldron, I have many secret attacks."

The moon is boundless.

"You may have other means, but my friend is definitely not limited to this. I don't think it's better than this. Let's end this battle. It's a tie. I wonder what you want?"

The last sentence was asking about Yue Wuyin, and Yang Xuan didn't want Jian Wuming to continue to attack, and fight with Yue Wuyin to lose both sides.

"My goal has always been you."

Yue Wuyin looked at Yang Xuan and said.

"Forget it, I'll play with you."

As soon as Yang Xuan's voice fell, Jian Wuming said: "Brother Yang, don't interfere, my battle with him is not over yet, no matter what, today we will have a victory or defeat."

"Brother Wuming doesn't believe me?"

Yang Xuan frowned slightly.

"Of course I believe you, it's just..."

Yang Xuan interrupted Jian Wuming, "Needless to say, just trust me and stop fighting with him."

"I……"

Jian Wuming wanted to say something, but was pulled back by Zi Yihou.

"Listen to Brother Yang, this tripod is really extraordinary, you can't force it." Zi Yihou whispered.

Although Jian Wuming was unwilling, he had to admit that he really couldn't break through the defense of Wanmu Cauldron in a short time.

"Let's do it, as long as you can knock me back half a step, even if I lose this battle, I won't pursue you for killing my Feiyuelou disciple Duan Tian."

Here, Yue Wujian said loudly.

"Once I make a move, I will never keep it. You have to stand firm."

Yang Xuan moved as soon as he said he wanted to, without dragging his feet, and reached a height of hundreds of meters in one stroke. He was surrounded by golden flames, like a round of scorching sun hanging high, shining brilliantly.

"The power of the sun!"

Yue Wuyin was taken aback, as if he hadn't expected that Yang Xuan's divine power was so powerful.

The divine power of the sun, one of the strongest divine powers in the world, has been practiced by few people since ancient times, and it is very rare.

"I have a good eye, I am indeed the power of the sun."

Yang Xuan stood in the air, glowing all over his body, standing there like a small sun, just the terrifying high temperature escaping, turned the world into a big melting pot.

At this moment, the few companions who came with Yue Wujian were all horrified, and couldn't help but retreated a lot.

Even so, they were also sweating all over and felt uncomfortable.

This is the divine power of the sun, and even the aura it exudes is unbearable.

Yue Wujian didn't move, and under the protection of Wanmu Ding, the impact on his aura was very small, almost negligible.

He said: "I admit that your strength is stronger than that of your friend, but the power of the sun alone cannot threaten my Wanmu cauldron."

After all, thousands of clouds of mist descended from the Wanmu cauldron, covering his body.

This is the spirit of ten thousand mothers, incomparably mighty, stronger than any utensil in the world.

"Interesting, today I will see whether it is the tip of my spear or the thickness of your shield?"

Yang Xuan's expression didn't change, he took out the Purgatory Sword casually, and slashed out forcefully.

Whoosh!
In an instant, a shocking sword energy pierced the sky, and it just slashed straight on the Wanmu cauldron, only to hear a loud bang, as strong as the Wanmu cauldron, and was also shaken for a while, while in the Wanmu cauldron Under the tripod, Yue Wuyin, who was protected by a large amount of Mother Qi outside his body, also felt extremely strong pressure.

Although most of the power that wiped out everything was absorbed by Wanmu Ding, it still made him miserable. This was because his physical body was tyrannical, and part of it was offset by Wanmu's Qi, otherwise it would be impossible to bear it. .

"This is just a warm-up, and my next attack will be stronger." Yang Xuan said condescendingly.

"It's still the same sentence, as long as you can let me move half a step, I will lose this battle." Yue Wuyin stood upright, motionless like a rock.

"In that case, I'm welcome."

Yang Xuan raised the purgatory sword in his hand, and a layer of white brilliance suddenly spewed out from the sword. This is the power of reincarnation, stronger than the sword spirit of killing gods. It is also one of Yang Xuan's bottom-line killing moves, and he will not use it easily.

But now, facing Wanmu Ding, he is not going to hide his clumsiness anymore, and only the power of reincarnation can truly break through the defense of Wanmu Ding.

"What kind of power is this!?"

Yue Wuyin was finally moved, his face was full of horror, he could clearly feel the terrifying aura emanating from the white brilliance.

"cut!"

Yang Xuan shouted, and launched an attack directly, like a god of war, descending from the sky, slashing heavily on the Wanmu cauldron with a sword, and split the Wanmu cauldron in two on the spot. , even if it is damaged, it can be restored in a short time.

It's a pity that at the moment when the Wanmu cauldron was broken, the purgatory sword in Yang Xuan's hand had already come in front of Yue Wuyin.

Yue Wuyin trembled all over, secretly said that my life is over, as proud as he is, at this moment, he can only watch Yang Xuan attack with his sword, and has no strength to resist at all.

However, just as he was about to resign himself to his fate, Yang Xuan stopped his hand suddenly, the sharp point of the sword almost stopped in front of his forehead, just one step forward, he would become a dead man.

"Why...don't kill me?"

Yue Wuyin's face turned pale, and his mood was extremely depressed.

"I killed Duan Tian because he had evil intentions, and the reason why I didn't kill you was because you were a friend worth making."

"You want to be friends with me...?"

"Isn't it possible?"

"Of course, I am lucky to have a friend as good as you."

As the saying goes, if you don't fight, you don't know each other, and Yue Wuxian is definitely not the kind of person who feels resentment because of defeat. Yang Xuan just saw this and wanted to make friends with him.

One more enemy is not as good as one more friend, and there is no need for him to really kill Yue Wuyin to form a bridge with Feiyuelou. Although Feiyuelou is not as powerful as Gu Tianting, it is not so easy to provoke. In his hands, there will be constant troubles in the future.

(End of this chapter)