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

Chapter 211 Datian swordsmanship, violent Taoist weapon
Too one door.

Under the attention of everyone, Yang Xuanzhen invited Yan Jiantian to fight to the death in the immortal platform.

Yan Jiantian didn't even think about it, and agreed on the spot.

Soon, the two signed a life-and-death contract under the witness of Yanwu Hall Master Xiang Donglai.

The content above is very simple. Once the two sides duel, only one side will die completely before the other side can step down.

All of a sudden, the entire Taiyi Sect erupted.

Numerous true disciples and elders of Taiyi Sect turned into rainbows and rushed to the Eternal Temple standing on the top of the clouds and mist, hoping to witness this once-in-a-lifetime battle.

Even many internal and external disciples in the disaster city, including millions of handymen, most of them gathered in the square outside Dengxian Pagoda.

At a glance, people's heads are rolling.

Although they are not eligible to go to the Eternal Temple, there is a huge movie viewing monument here.

According to Elder Ma Kun, the scene of the battle on the Zhengxiantai will also be displayed here.

And there are still many people who are calling for friends, running to tell each other, and spreading the news, so that more people know what is about to happen.

A quarter of an hour later, outside the Eternal Temple, there was a fight for Xiantai.

Yang Xuanzhen and Yan Jiantian both stepped onto the stage, separated by [-] li, each occupying one end, looking at each other from a distance.

On the square outside Zhengxiantai, there are tens of thousands of monks, and none of them is lower than the mysterious realm of supernatural powers.

There are more than a dozen ancient giants in the secret realm of longevity, such as Chi Rongtian, Xiang Zixiao, Tang Jingshan, as well as the masters of the Tenth Hall of Taiyi, and some deputy head teachers.

They are all high above, each sitting on a huge throne condensed by mana, looking at the two people on the Zhengxian platform.

"The two of them have a difference of six realms, and it is still a big secret realm. It is completely the difference between a dragon and an ant. How dare this junior called Yang Xuanzhen? I have only been in seclusion for more than ten years, and the world has become Don't I know?"

A man with a horse face stared at Yang Xuanzhen on the stage, muttering to himself with question marks all over his head.

His name is Ma Shangyi, and he is a small giant through the ages.

Hearing the news of the decisive battle between the two sides from his friends, he immediately broke through and came out to watch this completely unequal battle.

"The old man has just left the seclusion, and he has only been in seclusion for a year, but he has never heard of Yang Xuanzhen's reputation. What is his background? If he has the courage to do such a crazy thing, is he seeking his own death?" A man with white beard and hair, The wrinkled old woman was puzzled.

She is the elder of Tiangong Hall, named He Huiyun. She has lived for more than 2000 years and has extensive knowledge, but she has never heard of such a bizarre thing.

In her opinion, the mana of a cultivator in Heaven and Human Realm is between [-] and [-] horses. Even if Yang Xuanzhen is a direct disciple of a certain Supreme Elder, his mana cannot exceed [-]. How dare he challenge the giant of the ages?
What is an ancient giant?

In the world of practice, monks in the Golden Core Realm have a lifespan of thousands of years, and they are called the little giants of the ages, equivalent to the princes in the secular world.

In the secret realm of longevity, the lifespan is over ten thousand years, which is equivalent to the emperor, so it is called the giant of the ages.

The giants of the ages are unattainable legends, each one is enough to span the universe and be invincible.

But now, Yang Xuanzhen, a small person who is not even a small giant through the ages, wants to challenge a giant through the ages.
At this time, another strong man like an iron tower said in a low voice: "Vice Head Yan has surpassed the power of a hundred million galloping horses. No matter how powerful Yang Xuanzhen is, he is only in the secret realm of supernatural powers. Even if you give him a high-grade Taoist weapon It’s useless, you’ll be blown to death in one breath.”

"In my opinion, there is no need to watch this doomed battle. It is a waste of time. It is better to go back and continue to retreat."

The big man is called Shi Yanyi, and he once read from the ancient Taoist scriptures in the door that the monks in the secret realm of longevity have more than [-] million mana, which is the power of an ancient dragon.

The word "billion", in the dark, represents some kind of law of heaven and earth.

Next to it is a word "person".

Next to the herringbone, there is a "B" character, like a dragon.

Therefore, the Taoist scriptures explain that people and dragons go hand in hand, and there are billions.

From this we can see how powerful the monks in the Secret Realm of Longevity are.

As for the word "billion", it is "sign", which is an omen, a sign, a symbol of luck.

To be able to possess this kind of power is to reach the King Realm of the Seventh Realm of Longevity, which is tantamount to gaining luck.

So in Shi Yanyi's view, Yang Xuanzhen is not actually fighting Yan Jiantian, but is fighting against the hidden rules of heaven and earth. What good will happen?

No one can break the rules of heaven and earth.

Not only these three people, but also a few monks who don't know Yang Xuanzhen, are also talking about it, thinking that Yang Xuanzhen is courting death.

Most of the cultivators who knew Yang Xuanzhen's strength shook their heads, and felt that the opponent had no chance of winning.

It's not that they are hostile to Yang Xuanzhen, nor do they look down on each other, but that's just the fact.

"It's nonsense, Senior Brother Yang can definitely defeat Yan Jiantian." Suddenly, a discordant voice interrupted everyone's discussion.

The person who spoke was a nine-foot-long man wearing a black and gold robe, his left sleeve was empty, and an arm was missing.

This is actually Hei Prison real person, he is glaring at everyone.

Yang Xuanzhen once forced him to cut off his own arm, and he was deeply ashamed at that time, but as Yang Xuanzhen became stronger, he was completely convinced, and even became an admirer of the other party.

Not only did he not recover his severed arm, but he was also proud of it, often bragging in front of his fellow disciples, saying that he had a broken arm with Senior Brother Yang.

"Young man, don't be too quick to talk."

"The old man has lived for thousands of years, has seen countless heroes and heroes, and has rich experience. Naturally, he can predict the outcome of this battle in advance. How can you, a brat like you, be able to compare?"

"Do you understand what it means to be unstoppable? No, you don't understand. Let me tell you, there is no suspense in this battle, and Yang Xuanzhen will definitely lose."

Ma Shangyi, He Huiyun, Shi Yanyi, the three of them turned their heads to look at the real person in Hei Prison, and reprimanded them in the tone of an elder.

"Oh? How about we take a gamble? With 1000 million Baiyang pills as a bet, I will bet on Senior Brother Yang's victory, do you dare?" The real person in the black prison said in a deep voice.

"Haha, just gamble, I'm afraid you won't succeed, if I lose, not only will I give you 1000 million, but I will also kowtow three times to make amends." Ma Shangyi looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Hmph, 1000 million is 1000 million! I'll just put my words here, Yang Xuanzhen has no way of winning!" Shi Yan snorted coldly.

"I also bet with you, if you win, I will swallow this exquisite treasure made of nine-day meteorite in one gulp." He Huiyun knocked heavily on the crutch in her hand, with disdain in her eyes.

"That's what you said yourself!" The real Hei Prison sneered again and again, turned his head and clasped his hands to the people watching the theater around him: "Everyone heard it, please be a witness for us."

This small corner is just a microcosm, and similar situations are happening in other places in the square.

On the sky, Chi Rongtian, Tang Jingshan, Xiang Donglai, Xiang Zixiao and other giants were also talking.

They wanted to see if Yang Xuanzhen, a rising star, would fall to the ground in the end, or would it bloom with even more astonishing brilliance.

Even in the depths of the Temple of Eternity, there are terrifying beings who projected their sights and witnessed all this.

Even at the end of the high sky, on a sacred furnace that can cover half of the black and yellow world, there is a face that manifests, like a god looking down, with the look of scrutiny.

It is actually a fairy weapon, the eternal god furnace!

Immortal artifacts are truly supreme existences, mortals can't refine immortal artifacts at all, even the existences like Linglong Immortal Venerable and Huangquan Emperor can't refine immortal artifacts.

Only immortal immortals who have mastered the rules of heaven and comprehended the true meaning of Da Luo can forge immortal weapons.

If an immortal wants to refine an immortal weapon, he must integrate his own immortal laws into it, which is equivalent to giving up part of his own immortal laws.

This is an act of depleting oneself, so ordinary immortals will not refine immortal weapons unless it is a last resort.

For example, my orthodoxy in the lower realm was about to perish, and I was limited by the rules of the immortal way and could not go down to the lower realm, so I condensed my immortal principles into a fairy weapon and landed in the world.

In short, an immortal weapon is an existence that suppresses the luck of a world. It is equivalent to a part of a fairy in the fairy world. It can distort the rules of the world and has various incredible uses.

And in the deepest part of the hundreds of millions of parallel time and space in the eternal furnace, there is also a person sitting upright.

This person was wearing a royal robe, with an ancient face, and a piece of sky on his head.

Yes, that is God.

Indistinctly, the sky above his head seemed to be completely opened.

If Yang Xuanzhen was here, he would be able to see some strange scenes in the sky, where magic treasures are everywhere, and everywhere are rare treasures from all the heavens and myriad realms.

This person is the patriarch of Taiyi Sect, Taihuangtian, a supreme true immortal, the supreme existence in the three thousand great worlds.

His eyes fell on Zhengxiantai, to be precise, it was Yang Xuanzhen, as if he wanted to see through him.

"start!"

At this moment, a middle-aged man with a square face, a strong body, and a cultivation base that has reached the immortal body, announced.

He is the master of Yanwu Hall, coming to the east.

"Death to me!"

As Xiang Donglai's voice fell, Yan Jiantian immediately raised his right hand and pointed to the sky.

In an instant, his entire aura changed, becoming as majestic as the sea, as majestic as a prison.

If this kind of momentum is placed outside, it is enough to make the sky collapse.

Everyone around could see that the sky dimmed, the entire Eternal Temple was dark, and there seemed to be hundreds of millions of ghosts and gods crying in the sky.

And Yan Jiantian's right hand changed again, turned into a sword, a sword of ghosts and gods that looks like a god but not a god, like a ghost but not a ghost.

The aura of gods and ghosts on the sword shot straight into the sky, covering the sky and despising Tianwei.

Boom!

Suddenly, Yan Jiantian's entire right arm disappeared, and a sword came out, soundlessly, piercing through nothingness, and approaching Yang Xuanzhen.

This sword surpassed the extreme, and almost any cultivator in the mystical powers could not react in time.

It not only despises the power of the sky, but also steals people's hearts and souls, causing the minds of many people watching the battle to be broken by the vast sword intent, stopping their operation, and can only be slaughtered by others.

"Heavenly Sword, Great Heavenly Sword Art!"

Some people with advanced cultivation base shouted wildly.

"It is indeed the Great Heaven Sword Art. Those who practice this sword use the world and everything as their sword to destroy all dharmas and kill everything." Yan Shui's eyes showed fear.

"What a terrifying Datian swordsmanship!"

"Yang Xuan is really in danger."

Many people exclaimed again and again, showing shocked expressions.

Datian swordsmanship is one of the top [-] avenues among the three thousand avenues, and it is known as one of the most powerful and powerful swordsmanship.

Unexpectedly, when Yan Jiantian made a move, it would be such an astonishing killing technique.

This is not giving Yang Xuanzhen the slightest chance of life.

"Senior Brother Yang can stop it?"

Wu Renyi, Wang Tianyi, Lu Ruiyi, Li Yunshan and others all tensed up.

Even Xiang Zixiao frowned slightly.

Because this sword is too fierce, too fast, and too domineering.

It can be said that it is all-pervasive and invincible.

"You are destined to die at the hands of my father." Yan Jue clenched his fists tightly, impatient to see the scene of Yang Xuanzhen being beheaded.

"No matter how strong the ants are, how can they shake the sky?" Chi Rongtian's face remained unmoved, as if he saw the tragic scene of Yang Xuanzhen falling into the dust.

"Overestimate one's abilities." A cold female voice sounded from the depths of the Eternal Temple.

"Then let's see who dies first!"

When the Heavenly Sword struck, Yang Xuan really felt that Yan Jiantian's mana was around 5000 million horses, more than ten times his.

In terms of mana alone, the opponent can crush him.

But he was unafraid.

Swish!
The seal between Yang Xuanzhen's eyebrows was torn, and the eyes of the ruler opened suddenly, shooting out a bloody ray.

This light is completely different from the majesty and solemnity of the past, and there is no sacred chant, but is full of violence and destruction, like the wrath of the gods, with a terrifying killing intent.

This is when Yang Xuanzhen was in the Great Northern Ocean, he absorbed several attacks from the alliance of 6000 million heavenly demons, and has been sealed in the eye of the ruler.

Once it breaks out, it will be enough to shatter the earth, and the giants of all ages will be bombarded and killed.

Now it finally comes in handy.

scoff!

The blood was gone in a flash.

"what?"

"impossible!"

"This is the Great Heaven Swordsmanship!"

Everyone opened their mouths when they saw the incredible scene.

The Datian swordsmanship was instantly annihilated by the bloody light.

Moreover, the bloody light didn't stop, following the trajectory of Datian's swordsmanship, it went straight to kill Yan Jiantian himself.

"He is stronger than I expected?"

Faced with this sudden change, Yan Jiantian's face also changed color.

But he is an eternal giant after all, how can he be in vain.

With a big wave of his hand, nine great tripods appeared above his head.

Each big tripod is thousands of miles in size, like nine prehistoric battle castles, with dragons and phoenixes winding around them, auspicious beasts dancing, and heavenly soldiers patrolling.

As soon as it appeared, there was a tendency to suppress Qiankun.

These are nine low-grade Taoist artifacts, called the Nine Palaces Immortal Cauldron. They are cast from the chaotic fairy gold conceived at the beginning of the universe before Hongmeng was created, and the souls of nine ancient alien beasts are added to sacrifice the thousand-headed immortal gold. loaded.

"Qian, Kan, Gen, Zhen, Zhong, Xun, Li, Kun, Dui, the nine tripods sing together, give me the town!"

Yan Jiantian activated the nine cauldrons, causing the mouths of the tripods to spurt out infinite chaotic energy, forming a large array of Hunyuan Qi, condensing a pillar of chaos in the center, and blasting towards the bloody light.

This blow is simply earth-shattering, three points more powerful than the Datian swordsmanship just now, if it is outside, it is enough to blow up a mountain range of [-] miles,
Because the ancient giant has pure yang energy, the power of using it to activate the Taoist weapon is completely different from the power displayed by the supernatural monk who activates the Taoist tool.

It is not an exaggeration to describe it as different.

In particular, the nine great tripods are all low-grade Taoist artifacts. After forming a large formation, they are enough to instantly kill an ancient giant.

boom!
Sure enough, as soon as the two came into contact, the bloody light suddenly exploded in just a ten-thousandth of an instant, turning into a rain of blood and floating in the sky.

Seeing this scene, Yan Jiantian heaved a sigh of relief, but at the same time, fierce murderous thoughts erupted in his heart, as well as extreme fear.

Caught off guard just now, he almost suffered a big loss in Yang Xuanzhen's hands.

He had already overestimated the other party as much as possible, but he did not expect that the other party's strength was still beyond his imagination.

If this son is not eliminated, given time, let alone him, even Tai Yantian will fall into his hands.

"Aren't you going to die? Eternal giants are really not that easy to kill. It seems that you can't do without spending some money. Nishikilun, give me a berserk!"

Yang Xuanzhen's eyes showed a fierce light, with a flick of his fingers, a little spark flew out from between his fingers, and within a shock, it swelled to the size of thousands of miles, turning into a round of brilliant sun.

At the same time, inside the Rijing Wheel, a large amount of Pure Yang Pills ignited and poured into the mouth of Chi Yanyang, making it bigger and bigger, emitting infinite heat.

This is Yang Xuanzhen burning the pure yang pills, turning them into the power of pure yang, swallowed by Chi Yanyang, and making it go berserk.

It's like a monk who ate the madman's life-reducing pill can burst out ten times, or even a hundred times the combat power for a short period of time.

In an instant, Chi Yanyang devoured a full 1000 million pure yang pills, his power reached a zero point, and a strong red golden radiance bloomed from his whole body, distorting and deforming everything.

"Kill me, let's see if he dies!" Yang Xuanzhen ordered Chi Yanyang regardless of the pain in his heart.

"Yes, Master!"

Rumble!
The huge Nissei Wheel turned suddenly, and a wave of terrifying coercion descended on the Zhengxiantai.

"You actually have a high-grade Taoist weapon! There are so many pure yang qi to make it go berserk!" Yan Jiantian was shocked.

The terrifying coercion emanating from Nichien Wheel could almost crush him to death.

Even Tang Jingshan, Xiang Zixiao, and Xiang Donglai who were watching the battle from the outside, these three immortal powerhouses, felt the slightest threat.

A high-grade Taoist artifact is a hundred times more powerful than Yan Jiantian's Jiugong Xianding, especially the violent high-grade Taoist artifact, which possesses unimaginable power.

But to make a high-grade Taoist artifact go berserk, it needs to consume a huge amount of pure Yang pills, a price that even ordinary giants cannot afford.

"If this goes on like this, I will definitely die, even if the Nine Palaces Immortal Cauldron is violent, it is impossible to defeat him."

Yan Jiantian knew that he had kicked the iron board, Yang Xuanzhen's hole card was far more terrifying than he expected.

This is completely burning money, and it is no longer a matter of cultivation.

And what's even more frightening is that he doesn't have so many pure yang pills at all, which makes his Taoist artifact go berserk.

Thinking of this, Yan Jiantian didn't say anything, he didn't even care about his own Taoist weapon, he turned around and fled.

But at this moment, infinite red light erupted from the nissei wheel, and then quickly condensed into one point, aiming at Yan Jiantian, and immediately, bursts of blue smoke rose from his body and began to melt.

The radiance irradiated by the Nissin Wheel is already comparable to the core of the sun, containing a temperature that will destroy the world.

For an existence like the sun, even the immortal and strong would not dare to penetrate into it easily.

"No, Yang Xuanzhen, stop quickly, I admit defeat, spare my life... Ah!" Yan Jiantian wailed miserably, burning like a torch.

(End of this chapter)