Eternal Tianzong

Chapter 567: God's Blood Refining Sword, God's Sword Is Immortal!
Sometimes people really have to believe in fate, if the sky wants them to die, what can they do!
However, Duanchou was at the bottom of the ice lake in the ancient tomb, broke through the forbidden method of the Tianlong Transformation Formation, and obtained a whole set of dragon-suppressing nails.

In the end, the treasure that Jiang Li loved so much in the past was precisely the magic weapon used to crucify him.

It is impossible to force the ancient corpse king to such a situation, not to mention the late stage of dragon and tiger, even if it is detachment and reincarnation, if this is still an ordinary person, I am afraid that most of the world's proud and strong will wipe their necks and break themselves .

In this regard, Duanchou is also very helpless and wronged. To be honest, he really doesn't want to pretend to be this cowardly.

He was full of complaints and had no place to complain, so he could only slander inwardly. If he was not threatened by the system mission, he would not dare to stroke the beard of the corpse king if he was killed. He would definitely run away with Wu Yue as soon as possible.

A man can bend and stretch, 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, it's not that he has no backbone, but the power gap at this level is too big, if possible, who wants to be an enemy of him?Wouldn't it be better if the road was facing the sky and each side went to the other side?

As for slaying demons and demons, defending the safety of the human race, and so on, he must have this strength. He is not a virgin whore, relying on his blood, he can explode into a small universe at every turn.

Duanchou's face became colder and colder as he felt the terrifying aura that had revived rapidly in the emperor's coffin.

No matter whether he wants to make enemies with Jiang Li or not, both sides are already in an endless situation. Even if there is no systematic threat, if he is willing to give up, Jiang Li will not let him go. Wake up, he will surely die!

"I want to figure it out, have you asked me? Nine Dragons support the sky, suppress the emperor's coffin for me!!"

There was a look of sternness in his eyes, Duanchou thought in his heart, a scarlet fire jade seal appeared in his palm, the fiery fire spiritual power distorted the vacuum, he gave a cold shout, without any hesitation, the jade seal was thrown out, and a series of seal formulas were quickly typed out in his hand .

In an instant, one could see, above Xuanhuangdi's coffin, a red flaming jade seal rising in the wind, like a red fire mountain, rolling the space.

The waves of flames rolled, and nine huge fire dragons manifested, swimming in all directions, holding up the sacred mountain, with terrifying power, like the overturning of the world and the catastrophe of doomsday.

"boom"

Nine Dragons fought hard, crushing down the sacred mountain, and directly suppressed the bloody true dragon that had just risen up and recovered. At the same time, a mighty force erupted from the dragon-binding rope, shining like gold, the ropes like light and electricity, shining runes, forcibly The blood-colored true dragon was locked tightly in the coffin of Emperor Xuanhuang.

In an instant, the Heavenly Phoenix Dharma Aspect fluttered its wings and roared loudly from the fire, and Duanchou stepped through the sky, like a divine sword rising into the sky, the sword's momentum was condensed to reveal a shocking edge, and the sword was raised and dropped with a speed that reached the peak. , smashed the divine light, shattered the flames, and slashed fiercely on the blood jade palace lantern!
"Ding"

Immediately, the divine light was extinguished, the blood lotus closed, and the forbidden spirit patterns were shining brightly, resisting the cutting edge layer by layer, time seemed to have stopped!

There was a cold light in Duanyou's eyes, his spiritual power was surging, his muscles, bones, and flesh were bursting out, burning and bursting. At this moment, he held the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, and slashed with a sword. The fireworks are approaching the body of the Blood Jade Palace Lantern.

Seeing that the Zhenlong nail was fixed in the air and was crumbling, and the blood-colored real dragon showed signs of breaking free, a flash of violence flashed in Duanchou's eyes, and he couldn't help shouting angrily: "Tianlin, it's time for revenge, help me!"

"Roar"

The sword chant soared into the sky, and suddenly, a golden unicorn beast stepped out of the sword, roaring and shaking the sky, carrying an innate sacred majesty, suppressed it, and as soon as it appeared, it roared and shattered the palace lantern. The prominent spirit pattern restraint rushed directly into the blood jade palace lantern, opened the unicorn beast's mouth fiercely, and devoured the eternal blood in one gulp!

"The sword is refined with divine blood, the divine sword is immortal, break it for me!!"

The unicorn rushed out, roaring on the sky, the horrifying edge burst out from the Tianlin sword, the purple divine splendor washed over the sword body, and the immortal imprints derived from the prohibition of spirit patterns, the broken eyes showed sharpness, and the sword violently slashed.

"boom"

The unparalleled sharpness tore into the sky, the void collapsed, the blood jade palace lantern screamed, and was chopped off by a sword. Inside the lantern, the lights that had never been extinguished for thousands of years also fluctuated violently at this moment. The flame had no light, as if there was a gust of wind blowing again, it might be extinguished at any time.

At the same time, the bloody real dragon and the Xuanhuang Emperor's coffin, which were constantly struggling and shaking, suddenly stopped at this moment, and the aura on their bodies fluctuated randomly, as if they would collapse and disintegrate by themselves in the next second.

Seeing this, Duanchou's eyes showed a gleam of joy. This blood jade palace lantern is indeed connected with Jiangli's natal life. Once the palace lantern is damaged, its soul will also be implicated and hurt, and there is even a danger of being distracted!

While you are sick, I will kill you!
Without the slightest hesitation, with a flash of his figure, Duanchou had already appeared beside Xuanhuangdi's coffin. He punched out the magic formula in his hand, and his spiritual power gathered wildly.

"Swish"

One ebbs and another, without the hindrance of Jiang Li, and with the infusion of Duanchou's spiritual power, the dragon-suppressing nail seems to have received incomparably huge benefits in an instant. The broken real dragon reversed its scales and was nailed into the coffin of the Xuanhuang Emperor. The mysterious suppressing power instantly covered the emperor's coffin with secret lines.

"sing"

The dragon wailed, the heaven and the earth mourned together, the mountains, forests, marshes, and vegetation withered, the rain and snow flew frost, the dark mountain streams, streams, and rivers were soaked like blood, and a sense of sorrow filled the heavens and the earth!
In the main hall, the blood-colored real dragon was dying, and the whole body of the lucky golden dragon turned into nothingness. There was only one dragon head that was as deep as gold, revealing the color of sunset. Mo's majestic power, like wolf smoke, surged out along the eight nail holes of the coffin lid and dissipated with the wind.

One mouthful after another, he poured the immortal wine in the gourd, his sorrowful eyes showed a cold light, and the Taoism in his body was also moving crazily, absorbing and refining the majestic spiritual power gushing out of his body, and stretching out his hand, the Nine Dragon Sky Fire Seal flew into the palm, silk Wrapped with threads of flame and fire, it leaps like a dragon.

"Dangdang.dang."

The Heavenly Phoenix Dharma Phase was condensed into the right arm, and the flames were printed and dyed like patterns, burning fiercely, bursting out with vast and infinite power, only to hear a loud noise shaking the hall, with a sad face expressionless, holding the big seal, repeatedly The bomb hit the emperor's coffin.

Sparks scattered and splashed in all directions, circles of flames spread and turbulent, broken sorrowful arms were like horned dragons, spiritual power was poured into the big seal, and it was as calm as a mountain, but it used the seal as a hammer, constantly rising and bombarding the protruding towns. Dragon nails.

(End of this chapter)