When I become a demon king, I want to change my department to the Taoist sect.

Chapter 62 Sword light divides Doushensha

Zhou Wanchuan was furious when he heard this. These people were too useless. The young man was sitting upright in the sky with ease, and even most of the differentiated sword light was attacking him.

The senior Yanfa members in the clan only faced one sword light and were beaten to such a miserable state.

You should at least hold on a little longer and force him to use more tricks!

The two little ones sitting safely on the golden bridge looked at Tang Yuan's figure with shock in their eyes.

Zhou Yao murmured: "Is Brother Li Xuan so powerful?"

Zhou Ju's eyes showed a hint of firm yearning.

Tang Yuan was seen pinching the spell again, and the sword light changed again. Four sword lights attacked Zhou Wanchuan from the front, back, left, and right, not seeking to achieve success, but to temporarily trap him.

The withdrawing sword lights converged together, connected end to end, like a dragon coming out of the sea, and slashed at the middle-aged man with white hair on his temples.

The transformation of the sword's power was completed in an instant. Zhou Wanchuan was trapped tightly, and the others had not even reacted, let alone come to rescue him.

The man didn't even have time to think about countermeasures. He only instinctively cast a golden light shield in front of him, and then poured all the mana around him into it.

He didn't ask for how long he could resist, as long as he could defend for a moment and wait for the rescue of several other people.

The light of the sword fell here, and the golden turtle shell that was several feet thick disappeared with just one touch, completely annihilated, without any trace of fireworks.

The man only felt that there was endless light blooming here, like a big sun rising in his eyes, followed by eternal silence and darkness.

In the eyes of others, the Yanfa elder and the magic spell were reduced to ashes before they could even hold on for a moment under the majestic sword light.

"One sword can defeat all kinds of magic!?" Zhou Wanchuan's heart was filled with turmoil.

This is one of the most advanced swordsmanships in swordsmanship. He has only seen such swordsmanship in storybooks and legends in his life.

"Where on earth did this old ghost come from, to have such terrifying swordsmanship at his side!"

Even though Tang Yuan had a green and tender face, deep down in his heart he regarded him as an old man.

In fact, Tang Yuan's sword is really not the one-sword-breaking technique practiced by sword cultivators. Generally, only pure sword cultivators can learn this sword technique.

With the pure sharpness of the sword pill and the loyalty to the sword cultivated by the monks, and the sword heart that is extremely strong in the sword, nothing can be cut and no one can be killed.

With one swing of the sword, all magic is destroyed.

It was quite similar to the way Tang Yuan had broken the protective spell just now.

But Tang Yuan relies on the Yin and Yang Sword that can cut down the five elements of Taoism and turn it into Yin and Yang's two qi.

It's the same as the performance of breaking all laws with one sword, but the inner essence is completely different.

Tang Yuan was also in a sword fight, and found that this person was the weakest in cultivation and did not have a good defensive treasure, so he picked him. As expected, he was killed with one strike in the blink of an eye.

But several other people also took the opportunity to gather together, and they all came behind Zhou Wanchuan, fearing that they would be the next unlucky guy to be surrounded and killed by sword light. Tang Yuan also withdrew the divided sword light. The Liangyi Sword hung high in the sky, looking down at the people below, and suppressed them with fear with just one sword strike.

Zhou Wanchuan knew that ordinary spells and magic weapons were useless at this moment, and sword cultivators who had mastered the differentiation of sword light were the least afraid of group battles.

Seeing him killing ordinary Evolution Techniques like killing a chicken, it was lucky that the other people could not retreat, and the clan-protecting formation had already been broken.

Although he was in his own Zhou family, Zhou Wanchuan actually felt like there was no one to rely on and no one to rely on.

In this case, he no longer hesitated, and with a slight twitch between his eyebrows, a majestic and majestic power radiated out, and his energy soared into the sky. At the same time, his mana increased layer by layer. In an instant, it had already doubled. .

A glistening bowl of colored glaze jumped out of his mysterious aperture, and as soon as it appeared, it emitted hundreds of feet of light, becoming like a swallowing whale, drawing all the surrounding spiritual machines to that place.

Looking at this magic weapon, Tang Yuan's eyes brightened slightly, and he became interested. This kind of family heirloom magic weapon has been cultivated and restricted from generation to generation. Compared with ordinary magic weapons, its power is greater and consumes less.

Therefore, magic weapons and spiritual treasures are one of the foundations of a family's immortal sect. Jindan Zhenren and Yuanshen Zhenxian may not be available from generation to generation.

But a spiritual treasure that also has the fighting power of the soul can easily suppress an immortal sect for tens of thousands of years. It is enough to survive the sect's decline and wait for the resurgence of disciples.

This five-colored glazed bowl is the inherited treasure of the Zhou family, and it is a magic weapon that can undoubtedly exert the combat power of the golden elixir.

Tang Yuan has countless magic weapons on his body. When it comes to restraining spirituality, they are as good as this five-color glazed bowl. However, due to the lack of cultivation all year round, he cannot exert the strength of this bowl.

Zhou Wanchuan spurted out a mouthful of mana, and the light around the glass bowl became even brighter, spurting out a river of white sand that was ten feet wide and spread for an unknown length. The air is filled with anger, and the earth is filled with haze.

This level of change is the sand that confuses the mind. If you are surrounded and consumed by this sand, you will lose your senses and your consciousness.

No matter how powerful your magic power is, if you don't have the treasure or technique to protect your spiritual consciousness, you will be harmed by this confusing sand.

But Tang Yuan carried with him a precious treasure that could suppress the external demons, the Demon-proof Liuyunzhu, which did not require any magical power. Such a simple delusion did not even attract its attention.

Just a slight hint of coolness made Tang Yuan's ears clear, his eyes clear, his consciousness clear, and he didn't feel at all obsessed.

Zhou Wanchuan saw that the Confused God Sand had not accomplished its work, so he activated the magic formula again, and two rivers of sand flew out from the bowl. One was the miserable blood sand, and the other was the strange green sand, which was the eroded bone. Two transformations of disappearing form.

The attack power of these two layers of sand is much stronger, and it rolls in, which consumes the most mana. The ordinary protective aura cannot last for an hour or three in front of this sand, and it will be completely worn away.

The three strands of divine sand were mixed together, and their power became even stronger, almost swallowing up Tang Yuan. Those who had surrendered to Tang Yuan even felt cold in their hearts.

Zhou Ju and Zhou Yao looked nervous and looked at Tang Yuan worriedly.

I saw that the young man was still motionless, his robes illuminated with a faint clear light. Although the light was weak, it blocked the three strands of divine sand.

Zhou Wanchuan's heart tightened. This boy indeed had a magic weapon, and it was also a rare treasure of guardian robes.

"If you had relied on this robe to break out of the siege of the divine sand earlier, and relied on your sword skills, you would still have had a chance of victory, but you are arrogant. My divine sand has formed a formation, and this is what happened now How long can a magic weapon level robe protect you?"

Thinking like this, Zhou Wanchuan showed a bit of greed in his eyes, "Kill him, and this magic weapon will be mine!"

(End of this chapter)