Cross-push eternal life, starting from the power of the gods to suppress the prison

Chapter 163 Song's Only Highlight Moment, Great Freezing Technique
"Yang Xuanzhen, get out and die."

The Tianlong airship was galloping through the clouds, and suddenly, a deafening shout resounded, which shocked everyone on the entire airship.

Having just experienced the big commotion caused by Yang Xuanzhen's cultivation, these people managed to come to their senses, and they were shocked again by such a roar.

"Who? Who the hell has such a loud voice, dare to yell on the Tianlong and mourn for your parents?"

"Damn it, we are discussing the master plan of how to attack the Taiyuan Immortal Mansion, as well as the distribution of immortal artifacts afterwards, how dare this person yell at this most critical moment, trying to disturb us With a firm mind, is it true that I am the number one expert in Weishui City, easy to deceive, and the sword is not good?"

"Damn it, the high fighting spirit that I, Zhong Fa, had managed to condense was all dispersed by this voice."

"I'd like to see, which bastard is here to disturb the order, and is he tired of doing it?"

"Who is Yang Xuanzhen? Is this person famous? Why do you want him?"

At this moment, many people were upset.

There were even those with a fiery temper who were already furious, looking around on the flying boat, looking for the culprit, and cursing at the same time.

But more people stared vigilantly at the rear of the flying boat. There, there were nine huge golden rainbows approaching the flying boat side by side.

When they got close, the crowd could see clearly what it was, it was nine dragons made of gold.

The nine flood dragons are majestic, sending out bursts of dragon chant.

What is even more frightening is that the necks of these nine dragons are bound by a series of divine golden chains, extending to the rear, pulling a luxurious throne with a size of one hundred feet.

On the throne, sat a young Taoist priest with a straight figure. He was meditating with his eyes closed.

"Four-clawed golden dragon! This is the four-clawed golden dragon that is known as an ancient alien species together with the Black Water King Snake, the Sky-swallowing Python, the Blue Blood Flying Qiu, and the Ice Chinch!"

"The strength of each of the golden dragons is not inferior to any cultivator in the realm of heaven and man. It is enough to sweep all of us present. I am not mistaken. Now there are nine golden dragons with four claws, and they are pulling carts for people?"

"Who is this young Taoist? Is it a true disciple of a certain immortal sect, or an elder traveling?"

"Shut up, you guys, hurry up and shut down!"

"This is the true disciple of the first sect of Immortal Dao, and one of the most outstanding supernatural powers. He was given the word 'one' in his name, which means that he is the only one!"

"He's called Song Weiyi. If we collide with this person, I'm afraid my life will die. Ten lives won't be enough!"

The old man who was sure that Yang Xuanzhen was about to be promoted to the Great Tribulation of Fire and Fire cried out in shock when he saw Song Weiyi.

Because Song Weiyi is well-known in the practice world, he is young, only over 400 years old, he has the cultivation base of the Jindan realm, and his combat power is unparalleled. A hundred years ago, he killed countless The two-way monk of the demon.

"What! This person is the true disciple of Taiyi Sect, Song Weiyi?"

"It is rumored that Song Weiyi's magical power is unfathomable, and he is an invincible person in the golden core realm."

"What is a big man like Song Weiyi doing here? Who is Yang Xuanzhen he is looking for? Could it be that he is also a true disciple of a certain sect of immortality?"

"Liu Shensuan, you are not only well-informed, but you have even practiced nine-chapter arithmetic to the level of a poor man. You claim to know 500 years before and 500 years after. Can you tell me about it? How is Yang Xuan really doing?" People too?"

Someone lowered his voice and asked the old man who had just spoken, and the rest of the people came over curiously.

But at this moment, on the backs of the nine four-clawed golden dragons outside the flying boat, 99 beautiful women holding flutes, dongxiao... and other musical instruments, and 99 handsome men holding banners stood up together and shouted Said: "The only senior brother, Fajia, is coming, and you should greet him quickly!"

This huge sound wave approached hundreds of miles away, blowing away the white clouds in the sky, revealing the bright sunshine.

This kind of momentum is thousands of times grander than the secular court, where all the officials shout long live long live long live long live.

Everyone on the flying boat felt an unparalleled oppressive force approaching, causing a large number of physical masters to turn pale and collapse to the ground.

Only a few people with strong cultivation base can still support it with all their strength.

"It's such a big show, Song Weiyi. You have to show off for you with these bastards when you go out. You don't know what it means. Could it be that you know that you will die at my hands today, so you purposely made such a big show for your funeral?"

At this moment, an indifferent voice came from the room at the top of the flying boat.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Xuanzhen and Bai Yuan walked out one after the other, standing on the top of the flying boat, staring at Song Weiyi on the throne.

Yang Xuanzhen was not at all surprised that Song Weiyi would come out from Taiyi Gate to intercept him.

He made so many big disturbances in Xuanhuang City, and his cultivation realm was rising steadily, the other party couldn't sit still when he heard the news.

As long as Song Weiyi is not a fool, he will not stay inside the sect and wait for his death, waiting for Yang Xuanzhen to achieve greatness before returning to the sect to kill him.

Therefore, it is the best policy to do it yourself as soon as possible.

Taiyi Sect has rules, disciples are not allowed to kill each other, but no one has cared about this for a long time.

The grievance between the two has reached the point where it cannot be resolved, either you die or I die, who cares about the rules?

And Song Weiyi was able to find him, and Yang Xuanzhen didn't find it strange. He didn't hide his tracks at all, so it's not difficult for someone who wants to find out.

"Is this the so-called guard of honor? How different is it from slaves? These people can't cultivate supernatural powers in their entire lives."

Bai Yuan looked at the young men and women on the back of the nine-legged four-clawed golden flood dragon, with complex expressions in his eyes.

When he first started, Bai Yuan was because Song Weiyi's subordinates wanted to select a group of honor guards, and he happened to choose him. He refused, and since then he has offended Song Weiyi, and was chased and killed by his subordinates to the underground world. Senior brothers rescue each other, fearing that their lives are in danger.

"Nie Yi, you are indeed here!"

Song Weiyi opened his eyes, a pair of eyes were as sharp as a falcon, piercing through the void, and landed on Yang Xuanzhen.

But soon, a look of surprise appeared on Song Weiyi's face.

Because no matter how he looked at it, Yang Xuanzhen's cultivation was only at the mana level, which was completely inconsistent with the information he got.

According to the latest information he purchased from the Six Dao League, Yang Xuanzhen's realm was at the Yuangang realm, and he was able to compete with Prince Zhan at the Jindan realm.

Knowing this at the time, Song Weiyi almost thought that he had heard it wrong. How long did it take, how could Yang Xuanzhen have a fighting power comparable to that of Prince Zhan?

But thinking of Yang Xuanzhen's terrifying record of killing Xia You and Daoist Fushou, and the Liudao League is famous for selling news, and there has never been any problem with its reputation, he couldn't help but believe it.

After all, this child cannot be judged by common sense at all.

Song Weiyi is also very aware of Prince Zhan's strength, only slightly weaker than him.

In other words, Yang Xuanzhen at this moment already has the capital to contend against him.

Thinking of this, Rao Yisong's only heart can't help but feel chills in his heart.

If you don't get rid of this son, he will be in great trouble.

Fortunately, Song Wei was not the only one who came here today, he also had a powerful helper.

As long as his helper is on the stage, no matter how many secret methods Yang Xuanzhen has and how powerful he is, he will not be able to escape the end of death today.

"Song Weiyi, is this your last words? Then you can die."

Yang Xuanzhen didn't intend to talk nonsense with Song Weiyi, he flicked his fingers outward, and a small three-legged dark gold furnace flew out from his fingertips.

Immediately afterwards, the furnace changed against the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it soared to the size of ten thousand feet, covering a large area of ​​the sky, and covering Song Weiyi and the nine four-clawed golden dragons upside down, as if to swallow them in one bite.

Suddenly, the sky fell apart.

Song Wei only felt that the whole world had been plunged into endless darkness, and the terrifying pulling force emanating from the dark gold furnace above his head made everything around him twisted sharply, wanting to suck his whole body into it. Refined into a mass of mud.

"He has become stronger again. What kind of supernatural power is this melting pot? It is a bit like the Great Devouring Technique, but its power is much greater. This is definitely a magic skill. Yang Xuanzhen, you actually practice magic skills. You have betrayed me, Tai Yi. Gate, betrayed the immortal way!"

Song Weiyi felt a fatal crisis, and a roar broke out in his divine sense.

But Yang Xuanzhen smiled coldly, and kept silent, only thinking that this person was barking like a dog.

Song Weiyi didn't have time to think about it, so he quickly used the stellar energy to protect his body to resist the pulling force of the furnace, and at the same time opened his mouth and spit out a small pure white sword, which was as fast as lightning, directly hitting the furnace of hell.

This is the peerless treasure, the soul sword.

Yang Xuanzhen had long expected that Song Weiyi would do this, flicked his fingers, and a canopy fell down from the mouth of the furnace, which was the canopy of the demon god.

The moment this treasure appeared, the phantoms of thousands of demon gods on it condensed into shape, jumped out one by one, and went straight to the soul sword.

The Soul Sword was originally known for its speed and lethality, but it was entangled tightly by the successive demon gods and blocked in mid-air.

Not only that, the suction of the furnace of hell is getting stronger and stronger, and all the nine four-clawed golden dragons have been sucked into it. Only Song Weiyi is still trying his best to resist relying on his cultivation of the golden core.

But if this continues, he will follow in the footsteps of the nine golden dragons soon.

"No, this kid has grown to the point where he is invincible. I have to retreat immediately, otherwise there will be bad luck."

Seeing that the nine golden flood dragons had been completely burned by the holy fire in the furnace, Song Weiyi was terrified, and finally understood the huge gap between himself and Yang Xuanzhen, and he would definitely not be able to stop him.

With a big wave of his hand, a series of purple lights flew out and hit the furnace of hell.

These purple lights are like grapes. They don't look very eye-catching, but they are the purple qi thunderbolts of the Taiyi sect, which is famous for the immortals and demons. It is a one-time divine thunder. Fry it to pieces.

It's a pity that just when the series of purple thunderbolts flew into the furnace and were about to explode, the vortexes of hell flickered on the furnace wall, swallowing all the thunderbolts in one fell swoop. None of the farts came out.

"Damn."

Song Weiyi gritted his teeth, the heavenly gate opened above his head, and a golden core rose slowly, bursting into a ray of light, and crashed into the furnace of hell.

He finally sacrificed his natal golden elixir.

"it is good."

At this moment, a smile appeared on Yang Xuanzhen's face, and with a wave of his left hand, a stream of yellow spring holy water immediately poured out from the furnace of hell, and immediately splashed on the golden elixir that came to him.

At the same time, he grasped out of thin air with his right palm, and the Spear of Hades appeared, and threw it viciously at Song Weiyi.

In fact, with Yang Xuanzhen's current strength, it is not difficult to kill Song Weiyi.

He only entangled with the other party for the sake of the other party's natal golden core.

Now it's finally time to harvest.

Chi!

The spear of Hades pierced through the sky, like stars falling in the universe, with an indomitable momentum, approaching an unimaginable level.

As Yang Xuanzhen's cultivation base increased further, the Spear of the Underworld God naturally rose, reaching the verge of transformation again, with a tendency to transform into a platinum color.

"what happened?"

Song Wei only felt that not only did his natal golden elixir fail to blast through the furnace above, but he also felt vague, showing faint signs of losing contact.

This completely panicked him.

Not only that, but the pulling force of the furnace was even stronger, making it difficult for him to move as if he was stuck in a swamp.

This turned him into a living target, unable to dodge at all, and could only let the spear of the god of the underworld pierce him, and he couldn't even blew himself up.

"Senior Sister Zhang Wen, please help me!"

At this moment of life and death, Song Weiyi's divine sense suddenly exploded and spread out.

Following this call, a bed of white jade clouds about nine feet long and six feet wide descended suddenly.

On the white jade cloud bed, lay a beautiful young woman wearing a cloud robe, her eyes were slightly closed, like a sleeping princess, she was quiet and serene, giving people an infinite beauty.

Swish!
The young woman suddenly opened her eyes, stretched out her slender jade arms and pointed forward, her vermilion lips parted slightly: "Frozen hundreds of miles, frozen the world."

In an instant, circles of cold air spread around this woman.

With just one click, the Hell Furnace, the Golden Elixir of Life, the Soul Sword, the Canopy of the Demon God, and the Spear of the Underworld God, which is less than an inch away from Song Weiyi's eyebrows, were all frozen in the air.

Between the whole world, it was as if the pause button had been pressed.

Yang Xuanzhen recognized it, this is actually a supernatural power, one of the three thousand great ways, the great freezing technique, is not under his great cutting technique.

"Zhang Wenyi, who gave you the courage to meddle in the grievances between me and Song Weiyi?"

Yang Xuanzhen shouted loudly, the divine elephant qi in his body exploded suddenly, with a "bang" sound, the furnace of hell was shaken suddenly, and he broke free from the great freezing technique in an instant.

This is not over yet, a huge, hot lava jets out from the entrance of the furnace, spreads in all directions, dissolves all the great freezing technique, and restores the freedom of the Demon God Canopy and the Spear of the Underworld God.

"Why is this..."

Immediately afterwards, the spear of Hades stabbed Song Weiyi through his head, filled with disbelief, panic, remorse, despair... and many other complex emotions.

In the end, the spear dissipated and turned into a large cutting technique. Countless black sawtooth twisted fiercely and shook Song Weiyi's body and his remaining thoughts to pieces.

Song Weiyi, the eternal little giant of the Taiyi Sect, disappeared completely in the world like this. It is impossible to find any trace of him in any time and space, in any corner.

Only one of his natal golden pills and a soul sword were left, floating lonely in the air, announcing to the world that their masters were dead, and then the two were swallowed by the furnace of hell.

This scene stunned countless people watching the battle on the flying boat, as if falling into a dream.

(End of this chapter)