Locust

Chapter 308 Abandoned Corpse Mahamudra

Whoohoo!
The pale corpse hand, like an ancient mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, came from beyond the sky to suppress the world!
"what--"

Cao Cuo cried out in pain, and the bones on his body rattled, as if they were about to fall apart.

This is a matter of life and death, and there is no room for hesitation.

The chance of escape is fleeting.

Cao Cuo's eyes were red, his heart was ruthless, and he shouted violently: "Break!"

Inside the Tongtian gourd, the remaining more than a hundred thousand green locusts swarmed, burning their natal essence at the same time, bursting apart, gathering the power of the crowd to connect into one, surging!The Tongtian Gourd and his body simultaneously burned with extremely rich red lotus karmic fire!

boom!A terrifying majesty of dark red rushed straight into the sky, even breaking through the peerless coercion of the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood.

The pale corpse hand was rushed by this terrifying power, but it was also unprepared, and it paused for a moment!
In the Tongtian gourd, the saber was drawn out of its sheath in an instant, and he seized this slight opportunity to cut through all obstacles!
Between the heavens and the earth, a brilliant sword light appeared, rolled up Cao Cuo and Tongtian gourd, cut through the endless darkness, and sank into the void...

"Huh?" The grey-robed old man's expression moved slightly, and he said with a little surprise: "This knife has some meaning, it has transcended the barriers of its own realm, and it seems to have some origins with the Rebel Sword Demon..."

"There are quite a few surprises on this son, which is quite interesting."

The target's move to avoid him only made him a little surprised, other than that, there were no more special emotions.

The ant can escape the palm of the strong man by chance, but can it also avoid the second palm?
The old man in gray robe took a step forward, the void collapsed and disappeared in place.

……

"Whoosh!"

The brilliant knife light wrapped Cao Cuo, and he moved the void nine times in a row, crossing the void of tens of millions of miles, before exhausting the source of burning and crumbling.

In an instant, the divine light on the saber dissipated, revealing one of them, a saber, and a gourd.

Cao Cuo's complexion was pale, and his whole body became thinner, with gray hair growing on his temples, which was a sign of exhaustion of natal essence.

In order to escape, he did not hesitate to burn a swarm of [-] green locusts, and also burned his own natal essence.

However, all the efforts he made had little effect...

After three breaths.

The void where Cao Cuo was located was distorted again, and an old man in gray robe stepped out of it.

"Little guy, don't you plan to run away?"

The gray-robed old man had his hands behind his back, with a smile on his face, staring at the panting man, and giving up the goal of escaping.

"Senior is Yingjie's great power, with great supernatural powers, how can the poor have a chance to escape." Cao Cuo couldn't help laughing bitterly, "Dare to ask, how can the senior accurately lock the position of the poor? Logically speaking, the secret of Yi Dao's calculation technique, it shouldn’t be possible to do this.”

The old man in gray robe laughed.

The prey has self-knowledge and gives up resistance, so he is more than willing to gossip.

"The geese leave traces, and the wind leaves its sound. Only when you step into the realm of harmony can you perceive the difference between the world and know that this is a vast world woven by the law of ten thousand ways..."

"Little guy, although you have erased all the traces that can be deduced by Yi Dao, you are unable to erase the 'anger' left on the level of law. This is limited by the realm of cultivation and cannot be compensated by magical powers... "

"So that's how it is." Cao Cuo sighed, "No wonder I crushed the souls of the turtle and the snake to death, and I couldn't avoid the search of the seniors."

"What?" There was a sudden change on the gray-robed old man's calm old face, "You actually destroyed the original souls of the turtle and the soaring snake?"

The second elder Guishe is the inheritor of this generation's cultivation of the Liangyi Divine Light Formation, and the Xiantai Palace attaches great importance to it, so he, the elder Yingjie, was sent to help.

A mission that he thought was easy to grasp, unexpectedly lost the goal of the mission, and his mood suddenly became bad.

"Boy, since you have seen this seat with your own eyes, how dare you kill the Soaring Snake and the Divine Turtle?" The gray-robed old man was sullen, and said coldly, "Aren't you afraid of the old man's thunderous wrath?"

Cao Cuo cupped his hands and said with a wry smile: "Pindao mistakenly thought that the senior was the original spirit who locked the turtle and snake elders, so that he could follow all the way. In order to escape the pursuit, I could only wrong the two real kings' original spirits and send them into the palace. Destroy..."

"It's the time when life is at stake, how can the poor Taoist care about the mood of the senior?"

The natal spirit of the two elders of the tortoise and the snake can be regarded as having ups and downs, and the suffering is unspeakable.

The primordial spirits of the two return-to-the-void Taoist monarchs were imprisoned in the Shan Na Dao, and they also sensed the help of Ying Jie's mighty power. They thought they would be rescued this time and save their lives.

Unexpectedly, Cao Cuo, a talented killer, had no scruples about Ying Jie Da Neng's face, and crushed the two of them to death first, serving as the fuel to activate Shan Su Yi Dao.

This process directly knocked the high spirits of the turtle and snake elders into the bottomless abyss, obliterating all their hopes.This also made the two great teaching true monarchs miserable, and ended in hatred...

"Very good, I didn't expect you to have such boldness." The gray-robed old man's eyes widened with anger, and his murderous intent suddenly rose, "Then let me cut it out and weigh it how many catties and taels it is! "

The voice fell.

A pale corpse hand stretched out into the void, carrying the unrivaled divine power like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, suppressed it, and grabbed the target.

Cao Cuo's face remained unchanged, as if he had been frightened, he was motionless, waiting to be captured.

Under the pressure of infinite response, the bones all over his body creaked, his back bent forward, and his bony body seemed to be smaller again...

suddenly!

"brush!"

As soon as the sword came to the west, the colorful and gorgeous sword light pierced through the void, and in just a moment, it tightly wrapped around the pale corpse's hand to stop its vicious force.

Seeing the gorgeous sword light, the gray-clothed old man's face finally changed drastically, and he said coldly: "Sword Demon of Rebellion? How dare you stop me..."

"Old man who abandoned the corpse, why don't you dare!" A gentle voice sounded.

The abandoned corpse old man is the first ancestor of Yuanying Zhong's family in abandoned corpse mountain, the patriarch who founded the Jin Kingdom, and the supreme tribulation-responsive power who has practiced Taoism for more than [-] years, and the eternal giant in the Xiantai Palace!
This unrivaled figure has now reached the end of the realm of Yingjie, and he is only one step away from seeing the realm of Mahayana. He prides himself on his superb cultivation, looks down on the universe, and is arrogant. one thing.

The old man who abandoned the corpse sneered: "Even if you enjoy a peerless reputation, you are still just a junior wandering in the realm of harmony. How dare you take the big in front of the old man?"

Lu Qingmei's soft voice came: "In front of this seat's swordsmanship, your cultivation level is not worth mentioning."

The old man who abandoned the corpse showed cold eyes, showing murderous intentions, and smiled angrily: "You are not ashamed, so let you see it. The supernatural power of the corpse that the old man has practiced for thousands of years-the abandoned corpse Mahamudra, is better than your chaotic sword. How much do you have to win?"

Whoohoo!
The pale corpse hand suddenly swelled up and turned into a huge hand that covered the sky and the sun, covering the void.

Infinite gray and white corpses are densely filled in it, and the force field of withered and decayed abandoned corpses is unfolded, as if a universe has been reopened, and infinite "life" pours into it, and everything will have a doom...

A large number of meteorites, weathered and decayed into a speck of dust.

The gorgeous sword light, in front of this sky-covering corpse, is like a fine needle, insignificant.

The old man who abandoned the corpse stared at the four poles, and said coldly: "It seems that today you came here alone, without Mu Qingliu's protection! Then let the old man kill you, the demon in the sword, here. Enrolling in a great teaching can eliminate a great disaster, and the merits are great!"

Lu Qingmei's cold and soft voice came: "Ten thousand years of supernatural powers, how can you beat the world with a single sword!"

"Swipe!" The colorful sword light soared, as if a sword was poured from the sky, more dazzling than the stars in the sky.

In an instant, the sword light traveled around, cutting the abandoned corpse force field to pieces.

The light of the sword changes, as if above the nine heavenly towers, a real immortal holds a sword, and the Milky Way hangs upside down, overlooking the world.

suddenly!

The sword light hangs upside down, and the Milky Way falls straight into the sky...

This sword, like a flying fairy from outside the sky, pointed directly at the coercion of Yingjie, which evolved over infinite calamities, and shot at the old man who abandoned the corpse.

The pupils of the abandoned corpse shrank slightly, and he said in a cold voice: "What a rebellious sword demon! You can cut out such a world-beating sword at the mere level of Taoism, and directly break through the force field of the law of robbing. How can I keep you!"

The voice did not fall.

boom!
Abandoned Corpse Mahamudra Urging the Valley to the Peak!

Pale corpse flames ignited in Zhetian Corpse's hands, and in the dark, it seemed that there was an ancient corpse roaring, and brought a sword straight to Qingshi...

Nine Heavens Milky Way, a sword that pours out the world!
The fairy corpse roared, covering the sky with one hand!
"Boom—" There was a loud noise, as if two ancient stars exploded, and the impact ripples rippled, stirring the void universe...

Cao Cuo tried his best to activate the Tongtian gourd, and the crystal light protected his whole body.

but.

He is still too close to the center of the battlefield. In this terrifying shock wave, he is like a solitary boat in a storm, wobbly and in danger of capsizing at any time!

Just these overflowing powers have already made him more injured...

suddenly!

"Crack!" With a sound, a pale corpse hand fell directly from the void.

Cao Cuo's eyes lit up, and he yelled softly: "Photograph!"

From the Tongtian gourd, 99 dark golden god chains were shot out, pierced directly into the corpse's hand, dragged and brought into the gourd's abdomen.

Due to the pursuit of the old man who abandoned the corpse, he directly lost [-] green locust swarms, as well as a large amount of natal essence, and the loss was not insignificant.

Now I have the opportunity to make up for it a little bit, how can I let it go.

This pale corpse hand is a part of the abandoned corpse old man's dharma appearance, and its essence is extremely thick and powerful.

According to common sense, Cao would not be allowed to take such a big deal by mistake.

However, in this amputated hand, there is also a chaotic sword intent as an accomplice, directly suppressing a part of Yingjie Yuanshen in the pale corpse's hand, and assisting the Tongtian Gourd to absorb and refine it...

The old man who abandoned the corpse was furious.

If the essence of the primordial spirit in the hand of the pale corpse is refined, it will cause irreversible and serious damage to the dharma phase corresponding to the robbery...

It's nothing more than a rebellious sword demon in the realm of harmony, but now even a thief in the realm of transforming gods dares to stroke his beard?
"Little thief is presumptuous!"

Boom!There was a thunderbolt.

The Zhetian Corpse Hand overflowed with a little power, and it was about to crush Cao Cuo to death!
brush!
The colorful and gorgeous sword light was drawn away, like a white thread wrapped around the sky.

"Crack!" A sound.

The entire hand that covered the sky broke instantly!
(End of this chapter)