The myth of crossing the heavens

Chapter 276 Dou Yuanying

These two people are Wang Tiansheng, the master of Ghost Spirit Sect, and his brother Wang Tiangu.

Two top masters in the Nascent Soul stage.

The two of them were planning to attack the Yue Kingdom recently, and they happened to be discussing matters inside the door.

Coincidentally.

Wang Tianming is the elder brother of the two of them, and the fate card is also reserved within the Wang family.

The two of them received a notice from within the Wang family at the same time, so they came together to check the situation.

"Master Wang is very cautious."

A wave of spiritual consciousness came, causing the Wang brothers' expressions to change dramatically.

No need to talk nonsense, the two immediately started.

Something black and scaly appeared on Wang Tiansheng's body, forming a scale that kept moving around as a shield.

He was still not at ease, a rich red light rose from his body, covering every corner of his body.

After doing several protective measures, he stretched out his consciousness and swept it out.

Wang Tiangu didn't dare to be negligent, he stretched out his hand and called out a large yellow shield, which split into several shield shadows to protect his whole body.

There was also a black light flying out of his body, flickering around his body, and there seemed to be a ghost among them.

The two of them used their spiritual senses at the same time to search for the whereabouts of the speaker, but they couldn't find it anyway.

Boom!

Lightning flashed out of thin air, and the thick brontosaurus swooped down.

It can be seen that its power is no less than that of a Nascent Soul cultivator's full blow.

When Wang Tiansheng and Wang Tiangu were illuminated by the extremely dazzling thunder light, they couldn't help squinting their eyes, screaming in their hearts that something was wrong.

They didn't dare to be negligent, and quickly activated the defensive magic weapon to resist the thunder dragon's impact.

I was terrified in my heart.

In terms of attack, it's okay to say that they can withstand a few rounds.

But how to attack if there is no trace of the enemy?
"It is necessary to call people, only to gather all the disciples to form the 'Ten Thousand Ghosts Trapped Immortal Formation' to lock this space, otherwise we can't find the enemy and we will only lose."

As soon as a thought appeared in Wang Tiansheng's mind, the thunder dragon had already hit the top of the two of them.

clack clack...

In the crisp sound, the magic weapon of the two of them collapsed directly.

Yi Qingchen's cultivation base is really too strong, what the 'Thunder Control Technique' summons is a real sky thunder.

The power was far beyond the expectations of the Wang brothers, and they broke their defense with one blow.

More powerful than breaking the defense, this blow directly shatters the magic weapon of defense.

When the Wang brothers were terrified, they had already been swallowed by the thunder dragon, and their bodies turned into flying ash under the thunder, only two Nascent Souls flew out through the air.

"Yuan Ying..."

Yi Qingchen, who covered his figure with the 'dark barrier', had a bright look, and hastily cast the 'void barrier' to wrap the two Nascent Souls.

The Zhanyuan Sword appeared in the 'Void Barrier' and passed through the bodies of two Nascent Souls successively.

Originally full of energy, the plump Nascent Soul immediately became dry and lifeless.

Yi Qingchen stretched out his hand to grab it, and the two Nascent Souls disappeared out of thin air.

From the appearance of the Wang brothers to the time they were killed, it was only a matter of time to catch their breath.

Rao they each have supernatural powers and secret techniques, all kinds of magic weapons, but because they didn't move fast enough, they didn't even get through with a single blow.

So the words of the ancestors make sense.

The first strike is strong, and the second strike suffers.

Yi Qingchen turned his thoughts and threw the Zhanyuan Sword into the air.

At this time, several rays of light flew up from the forest and rushed to the original location of the Wang brothers.

"Brother Wang, what happened? Why did the sect master suddenly summon?"

"I don't know, I didn't receive any advance notice."

"What happened to the thunder light just now? Is there anyone in our sect who practiced lightning?"

"You are crazy. What we are practicing is the magic way. Practicing thunder will only damage the cultivation base. Whoever has a sick mind will practice thunder. I think it is probably because of foreign invasion."

"Hey, where is the sect master? Why didn't you see the sect master?"

……

One after another divine consciousness collided and collided in the mid-air, most of them showed bewildered emotions.

Almost all the first wave of monks were in the alchemy stage.

The self-reliance of the Nascent Soul stage will not come so soon.

The status of the foundation building period is too low, even if they receive the summoning order, they dare not rush ahead of the teacher.

"It's a good time, it's the alchemy period, so I don't have to spend a lot of effort."

Yi Qingchen's expression turned cold, and he pinched the sword formula with his fingers.

The black sword light flew through the air and turned into the life-threatening Yan Luo.

Under his urging, the Zhanyuan sword restrained its light and flew at a very high speed.

Several Guanghuas didn't see the situation clearly, and were killed directly by Zhan Yuanjian.

More than a dozen people died all the time, and the rest discovered the problem.

"There is a sneak attack, everyone be careful!"

A monk in the late stage of alchemy let go of his voice and shouted sharply, urging his flying sword to face Zhan Yuanjian.

The black sword light flew past, passing through the monk's chest.

His flying sword turned into two pieces and fell from mid-air, it was already two pieces of scrap iron.

The cutting edge sword is unparalleled.

Seeing this, the other monks showed their magical powers, some turned into rainbows and fled, some smashed out several magic weapons and fled, some turned into a cloud of mist to block their vision and fled, and some rushed to the ground to use the ground to escape...

In any case, escape is the main thing.

Especially after the other two late-stage alchemy monks who wanted to block Zhan Yuanjian were also beheaded with one blow, the others no longer reported the idea of ​​confrontation.

Let's go, you can ask for one.

Yi Qingchen's face is indifferent, but the way of controlling the Zhanyuan sword is steady, ruthless and accurate.

His primordial spirit is tyrannical and his consciousness is strong, so it is easy to control the flying sword.

Every sword strike will definitely kill a monk.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of monks had already been beheaded by him.

Whether fleeing or resisting, no one can resist the blow of Zhan Yuanjian.

Under one blow, no matter the physical body or the golden core, even the primordial spirit turned into the nourishment of Zhan Yuanjian.

Yi Qingchen's self-cultivation is already high, so he doesn't like this thing.

He added restrictions in the process of refining the Zhanyuan sword, and he can accumulate the flying sword by absorbing energy.

The more creatures beheaded, the stronger the Zhanyuan Sword.

"The devil, the devil..."

A monk tremblingly said: "This man is extremely evil, he must be the great devil of the devil world."

"What about the sect master, why hasn't the sect master come out yet?"

Just when the situation was in chaos, the black sword light suddenly disappeared.

At the same time, the storage bag and magic weapon of the slain monk disappeared.

Although Yi Qingchen didn't think highly of the power of their magic weapons, he still planned to check them one by one out of the mind.

The reason why he stopped was not because his compassionate heart found out and he suddenly woke up.

It was because he discovered that there was a Nascent Soul cultivator fleeing.

Flee without fighting.

True Soul Broken is indeed at large.

The moment he found out that the disciples had been slaughtered, he was furious and ready to kill the enemy.

But he was cautious by nature, and subconsciously released his consciousness check out of habit.

As a result, he was frightened into a cold sweat.

Not only were nearly a hundred alchemy-stage monks killed or injured, but even the two Nascent Soul-stage monks, Wang's brother, the head of the sect, disappeared.

More importantly, they didn't disappear after a fierce fight, but a one-sided massacre.

Master Broken Soul asked himself that he didn't have this kind of ability, so he didn't know that he had encountered an enemy he couldn't afford to offend.

Mo Dao doesn't pay attention to the friendship of coexistence with the sect, his first choice is to run away.

"Where are you going, Fellow Daoist?"

Yi Qingchen stepped out in one step and appeared in front of the escaping light of Daoist Broken Soul.

With both palms facing outwards, invisible spatial fluctuations swept across the void.

Daoist Broken Soul's eyes blurred, and the surroundings were so white that he didn't know where he was.

(End of this chapter)