Locust

Chapter 522
"Senior, if you want to kill me today, it won't be that easy."

Cao Cuo sneered and pointed.

The heaven-reaching gourd above his head hung upside down, and the immortal essence in it poured out from the mouth of the gourd and poured into the ancestral orifice between his eyebrows. The originally depleted mixed body absorbed the essence eagerly, and quickly became full, and one was even richer than him. The stronger power of the period spread.

"Dong dong dong -" Within the womb, the fairy essence was perfected, and it seemed that a brand new life was given birth to.

Among the meridians and rivers, the holy power of the Styx surges, and thirty-six thousand gods shine brightly. They recite the scriptures of the Styx together, just like temples standing there. The wishes of the gods gather together, and the auspicious energy transpires, which is extremely mysterious.

Cao Cuo held the Magic Sword of the Moment, and with a single stroke of the sword, he split the surrounding platinum sword energy. His whole body regained its full combat power, and he looked like a god in his red gold battle armor.

Staring at the white-robed Earth Immortal in the distance, he said calmly: "Old guy, Cao can still fight you for [-] rounds, without sleep for three days and three nights. I wonder if you still have the guts. Do you dare? Continue to stay here.”

Patriarch Baimei's pupils shrank sharply, and he said in disbelief: "You actually kept the refined immortal essence until now?"

He always thought that the other party relied on the support of Ziqing Sword Chief's residual immortal essence to sustain the three-day battle. He never thought that the origin of this demon chieftain was so strong. He had been relying on his own foundation to support him, and he did not use it until today. Immortal essence.

Cao Cuo smiled slightly: "Cao risked his life to seriously injure the two saints Ziqing and refined it into the immortal elixir. Naturally, it will be used at the most critical time. How can it be wasted?"

As he spoke, his magic sword was like a dragon swimming in the sea. It was changing in an instant, its blades were turning into millions, and little bits of cold light bloomed, as if the demonic flowers of wave were born. One flower is one world, one leaf is one universe, forming a subtle and unparalleled structure. The sword array intercepts the Great Freedom Platinum Sword Qi, eliminating it and annihilating it without falling behind.

Patriarch Baimei looked ugly: "Your cultivation has actually improved again. How is this possible?"

Cao Cuo smiled lightly and said: "Cao Fang has been promoted to the peak state of Mahayana. In the future, Ji Wenyang will start a battle with his predecessors. His powerful magic power has not been polished. He is fierce and fierce, and he is very domineering and difficult to tame."

"Thanks to these three days of hard fighting, the senior's Great Freedom Platinum Sword Qi blunted all its sharp edges, leaving only a small amount of remaining roots. Now nourished by the true essence of the Immortal Dao, the Holy Power of the Styx in my body has been fully restored, equivalent to After reaching the pinnacle of Mahayana for the second time, I can naturally use my magic power to its fullest potential and freely release it..."

He was promoted to the ultimate state of Mahayana, mostly relying on the magical secret method of "annihilation, rebirth, nirvana and return to the original state" in the original scriptures. He successively refined [-] million green locust swarms, including thousands of transformation powers, and the late Mahayana The three tyrants.

The cultivation realm and magic power obtained in this way are too fast and powerful, so the magic power of Styx inevitably contains extremely domineering and violent aura, which is fierce and untamable, hurting both others and yourself.

Now, he is using the Great Freedom Platinum Sword Qi of Earthly Immortal quality to first defeat its edge and then use it to its advantage. After repeated setbacks, its Styx Holy Power has not decreased but increased, and its power is even greater than before, reaching the ultimate state of fulfilling one's wishes. .Breaking and standing like this, perfectly round and unified, not only eliminates the hidden dangers of the quick-achieving realm, but also tempers the essence, mana, and spirit to become more powerful!

Patriarch Baimei's face was as dark as water, turning blue and white, and extremely ugly. Unexpectedly, his three-day attack turned out to be a boost to the opponent's cultivation. He was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.

He laughed angrily, gritted his teeth and said in a cold voice: "Okay! Very good. Let me see how many days you can survive with your advanced cultivation."

Before he could finish his words, an even more violent attack erupted, like the ground collapsing and the mountains crumbling.

"I also want to see how long the senior can maintain a stalemate with me here. There is no conclusion yet on who will live and who will die."

Cao Cuo's eyes were as bright as stars, and he was not afraid at all. He raised his sword and went up, arranged a peerless sword formation, and fought with the platinum sword energy.

At this point, the only way to gain a chance of survival is through a battle.He has sensed that on the other side of the Love Silk Curse, Lu Qingmei's cultivation level has also improved dramatically. It is estimated that he has solved the Fangfeng True Sage and been nourished by his residual immortal essence.Listening to Patriarch Baimei's explanation, the other party's plan to trap and kill the Holy Lord Mu Qingliu also had a huge change.From this point of view, as long as I can persist for a few more days, there will probably be changes...

Another three days of brutal killings.

Cao Cuo's body was blown up several times. At the worst moment, only his head was left intact for a moment, which cost him a thousand years of life. Only with the Nirvana Regeneration Technique of the Original True Saint was he able to repair his body and not fall to the Platinum Sword Qi. .

The Heavenly Gourd and the Momenta Knife were destroyed one after another, leaving only two fragments of the magic weapon, which were collected in the ancestral orifice between the eyebrows.

Cao Cuo was covered in blood, holding the reincarnation disk in his hand. Each punch and move were derived from the six paths of reincarnation. The vertical eyes between his eyebrows were bleeding. An unyielding fighting spirit, hot with iron and blood, stirred up the void for hundreds of millions of miles.

"You...are actually not dead yet..."

Patriarch Baimei had a sinister expression on his face, wishing he could gnash his teeth to pieces as he stared at the demon chief in front of him, wishing he could eat his flesh, sleep on his skin, and sleep on his bones.

"Hmm! How could... be like this?"

Suddenly, his face looked horrified, and the immortal murderous intent that filled the sky collapsed. The white gold sword energy that had been deployed to cover the sky also became unstable and swayed.

Patriarch Baimei's eyes were wandering and his face was pale.Just now, he sensed that his natal sword, Bai Hong, suddenly broke, and the god in it was also annihilated and perished. Only a picture came out:
A majestic deity stands tall on the sky and the earth, with the divine light on his back, a green robe on his shoulders, black hair hanging down his shoulders, and 72 colors on his body. He stands on the chaotic green lotus, with a magic seal in his left hand and a bloody fairy sword hanging in his right hand.

Behind it is a purple horned dragon that stretches for millions of miles. Its body is covered with bruises and has been broken into nine parts. Its eyes are gray and dull.There is also a large black and white turtle with a diameter of 300 million miles, its back is like a chessboard covering the sky, its head has been severed, and it is located in the Tianyuan position of the chessboard.

In this chess game, Black moved first and had the advantage in the early stage, but White started to counterattack in the middle game, pressing forward step by step, and finally killed the dragon, losing the whole game...

The terrifying horned dragon and giant turtle, which were more than a million miles in size, were the immortal dharma forms of the two great immortals, Zi Qiu and Tian Yuan.

How is this possible that the two earthly immortal figures in the Immortal Tomb, who are still superior to themselves in terms of cultivation and magical powers, were actually broken into the hands of the original demon?

Two immortal Taoist friends have died, who will die next?
The white-browed Patriarch's hair stood on end, and he suddenly felt horrified on a whim.

"Whoosh-"

The immeasurable platinum sword energy gathered into one body like thousands of rivers flowing back. With a flash of his body, the void collapsed, and he broke through the void and fled.

Sudden.

"boom--"

There was a roar in the void, and a colorful and domineering sword light spurted out.

(End of this chapter)