Eternal Tianzong

Chapter 1122 Reversal of life and death, grow old with the mountain!
"Seven kills, behead him!"

Duanchou's indifferent voice sounded, life and death were seized, without a trace of emotion, the means and supernatural powers threatened by the other party seemed to him to be non-existent, and life was like ants.

"What?" The withered old monster was stunned, and he could hardly believe his ears, but the next moment, his face changed drastically, and he was almost scared out of his wits on the spot.

"boom"

In an instant, a terrifying killing intent soared to the sky, and a blood-colored, sword-like figure appeared, staring at the withered monster in the void indifferently.

As soon as he pointed it out, immediately, the boundless evil spirit condensed, thousands of sharp edges converged, and a destructive sword light burst out just by raising the fingertip.

Creatures trembled, all things were extinct, under the eyes of many horrified and terrified, a blood-colored sword light split the sky, broke through a huge black chasm in the void, and slammed down.

This sword, under reincarnation, cannot be stopped!
"No! You can't kill me, you can't kill me! Qingmu Shengfa, reverse life and death!!"

The withered old monster looked terrified and wanted to run away, but Ximen Chuuxue sealed the world with an ice bridge in the domain, and even if his breath dissipated, he couldn't escape in a short time. Seeing the power of the sword, he immediately roared, showing a look of madness .

With him as the center, the withered breath spread out, and the endless vegetation essence, majestic vitality, gathered around him like a whirlpool, as vast as the sea.

The whole square inch mountain, from top to bottom, was desolate and withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, revealing a sense of desolation.

"Haha!! The essence of plants and trees, the power of life, all come to me, Duanchou, if you dare to kill me, then I will completely destroy your square inch mountain today!!"

The face of the withered old monster was distorted, angry and joyful, roaring wildly. He held up the wooden flute and made seals with both hands. One's own longevity essence.

The wooden flute moves without wind, the air of birth and death turns, and the flute sound ripples wash out, and the mountains and rivers wither.

Under the impetus of the sound of the flute, the endless vitality evolved into an ancient world, and the blue sky was reflected in the sky, even the ice bridge was broken, and the vegetation was overgrown in the void.

The withered old monster screamed wildly, as if he had seen the entire square inch mountain completely turned into a barren land before his eyes, and he couldn't help showing a touch of joy in his eyes.

He knew that after today, Xuantianzong would truly have a deadly enmity with him, and he would never stop dying. From now on, there would be no way for him to survive no matter whether it was heaven or earth.

But so what?
It was all because of Duanchou who forced him! !

Originally, Kushi had already given up on the mission, and he only used it as a threat in exchange for a way of life, and had no intention of destroying the foundation of the Xuantianzong Mountain Gate, because he would also have to pay a huge price for using this method, which was too big for him to bear.

But at this moment, Duanchou didn't even hesitate, and wanted to take his life, but it made the withered old monster a little scared, which was equivalent to driving him to a dead end. At this time, whether it was for self-protection or revenge, he would I can only fight.

"boom"

Slashed with a sword, the withered old monster had no room to resist, and was smashed to pieces by Jian Guang on the spot, blasting him to pieces.

However, the ancient world of Qingcang seems to contain some kind of mysterious power, life and death are reversed, and in the blink of an eye, a burst of green light shines, and the old monster comes back to life and comes back to life.

On the ice bridge, Ximen Chuuxue's eyes flashed, and the sword came out of the flying snow, like a sword from an exiled immortal, beheading him again.

A strange flute sound resounded from the sky and the earth, the wind and dust ceased, and the snow disappeared. It seemed that everything was dispersed, and the whole world lost its color. Only the flute sound was left, with the breath of life and death, pervasive.

Under the wooden flute, the withered old monster came back to life again, laughing loudly: "Qingcang Law Realm, life and death are reversed! It's useless, I am as old as this fairy mountain, every time you kill me, this square inch mountain will be destroyed by [-]% Vigorously, I want to see how many times you have to kill me before giving up! Hahaha"

At the end of the sentence, the withered old monster vomited blood, but he didn't care about it, and laughed triumphantly, like a madman.

However, as soon as his laughter came out, it immediately stopped abruptly like a dumb rooster. His muscles were atrophied, and his deep-set eyes couldn't help showing a look of shock and disbelief .

"You are a good or bad person. First you made a sneak attack and robbed my junior sister. Now you can't escape, and you even want to destroy the foundation of my mountain gate. Xiao Qi will never forgive you!"

A childish voice suddenly sounded from below, in the Qingcang Law Realm, withered eyes were fixed, but a three or four year old boy was below, pointing at him and saying angrily.

While speaking, he pointed at the sword formula, and the ancient and broken sword behind his back shot up into the sky and fell straight into the ground.

Suddenly, a ray of green and ancient sword light spread out, and the whole fairy mountain suddenly trembled violently, and the roaring sound continued to echo in all directions.

This sword light penetrates deep into the ground, blends into the mountains and rivers, and contains the vicissitudes of the ancient sword master, which firmly locks the essence of those plants, no matter how the flute sound urges erosion, it cannot be extracted and destroyed.

And in an instant, all the essence that had just been extracted in the void, like a tide, rolled back and fell into the withered vegetation, reviving.

In the blink of an eye, the sea-filled green light that was originally swimming in the sky disappeared strangely.

"Child, look for it" Kushi yelled, frightened and angry.He was just about to use his supernatural powers to kill Xiao Qi, but before he could say the word "death", his complexion changed drastically, revealing a look of fear.

I saw the Seven Killing Sword Slash, a huge and terrifying blood-colored sword light tearing apart the world, and the entire ancient world where life and death were reversed was shattered, collapsed, and torn apart under the sword light.

"No! This is impossible! The Qingcang Law Realm has absorbed my thousand-year lifespan. This is just a sword, how could it be so powerful! I don't believe it! My lord, save me!!"

The method of extracting vitality was cut off, and the Seven Killing Sword slashed again. The power and power were much more terrifying than before. The withered old monster couldn't help but roared in despair. He shot out magical powers one after another, and the holy law withered, but none of these could save him at all. life.

Even with the protection of the semi-innate spirit treasure Qingku Gudi, at this moment under the Seven Killing Sword, he seemed so weak and powerless, there was no way to escape, and was finally cut apart by a single sword.

At this very moment, the withered old monster threw out a jade talisman, and he did not know what kind of secret method was used. At the moment of death, he strangely abandoned his physical body and Taoist body. , on the contrary, it climbed sharply and skyrocketed, heading towards the sky outside the square inch mountain at an astonishingly unpredictable speed.

Ximen Chuuxue's eyes were cold, and the ice bridge under his feet cut off the void, and was about to suppress and block it, at this moment, the jade talisman shattered, a spiritual light tore through the sky, and the situation in the world changed.

There was an unmatched and mighty aura coming down, like an abyss like a prison, and a rough and indifferent voice sounded:

"Trash! It really is a useless thing, and I have to let this seat do it myself!"

While speaking, the void tore apart, and a big dark yellow hand appeared out of thin air. This big hand covered hundreds of feet, like a piece of sky collapsing, like a five-finger mountain, and one after another palm prints could be clearly seen, like thick pythons , stretched down.

But it wasn't to save the withered old monster, but to catch Song Jinyu in the air.

(End of this chapter)