Immortal Martial Lord

Chapter 1165 The Resurrection of the Jidao Bloodline

"Rumble..."

Like an ancient giant mountain suddenly appearing in the sky, the old turtle showed endless demonic power and transformed into its original form. It was a huge dragon turtle with the mighty power of a true dragon.

The dragon turtle blew out clouds and mist, and there was endless purple light around him. He just moved a little, and the entire void shook. He had great power that could collapse the entire world.

This scene is really amazing. The dragon gave birth to nine sons, and the sons are different. This is Baxia, the eldest son of the emperor. In ancient times, he was the great sage of the demon clan. Although his cultivation has not been fully restored, he has worked hard to survive. Come on, even half-saints are afraid of him.

The endless black and yellow Dao patterns imprinted in the void were flashing, and the killing power of heaven and earth was condensed. The middle-aged scribe rotated the formation, turning it into rays of annihilating divine light, piercing towards the dragon turtle in the formation.

This is the path of evil men throughout the ages. The power contained in such a great technique is inestimable. Even a half-saint would be beheaded.

However, the dragon turtle completely ignored the extermination killing light condensed by the killing power of heaven and earth, and rushed directly into the endless black and yellow Dao patterns, shattering the void and obliterating the Dao patterns.

The old turtle transformed into his original form, as if he had an immortal body, running rampant in the extermination array, as if he was in a deserted land, and he obliterated large areas of the Xuan Huang Dao pattern imprinted in the void.

The power of the formation is rapidly weakening, and the remaining Xuanhuang Dao patterns are dim, and it is about to completely collapse.

"This……"

Even the descendant of the ancient evil was dumbfounded at this time. He never expected that the old turtle would become so powerful after taking his original form.

"This old turtle..."

Gu Fei and the others were also extremely shocked. They had never seen Old Turtle transform into his original form. You should know that there were definitely not many people in the world who could force Old Turtle to transform into his original form.

Even back then in the human world, Old Turtle was chased for thousands of miles by the young monk Fanxiu, from the Western Buddhist Sect to the North. In such a critical situation, he did not transform into his original form.

The bloodline of the Supreme Emperor possesses unparalleled power. As the old turtle is the biological son of the Supreme Emperor, he naturally inherits the power of the Supreme Emperor's bloodline. With the power of this bloodline, no one in the world except the Holy Son who is also the Supreme Saint can Except, no one can compare.

This kind of innate advantage derived from the Supreme Emperor is difficult to compare with the descendant of this eternal evil. It is obvious that the old turtle inspired the power of blood.

The great techniques created by the extreme masters can all be imprinted with the great ways they have understood, let alone their bloodline?
  The Taihuang bloodline in Lao Gui's body makes him naturally close to the Great Dao, and he can practice the dragon arts with twice the result with half the effort. Even if others have practiced for a thousand years, they can't compete with him for ten years.

This is also the reason why all nine of the Emperor's sons can become saints.

Once the power of the Jidao bloodline is activated, even the saint will be moved when he comes, because the bloodline contains the power of the Jidao. If this power can be aroused, then the power of the Jidao will be attracted.

This was Lao Turtle's last trump card. He originally didn't want to show this power too early, but the opponent was so bullying that Lao Turtle had to take action.

"boom!"

The old turtle once again erupted with an extremely bright divine light. The whole world was illuminated by this divine light, turning it into a purple color. The sky was about to collapse. A trace of holy power came from the old turtle's body. After it was released, the endless black and yellow Dao patterns imprinted in the void collapsed one after another.

Even the descendant of the eternal evil who boasted of killing the old turtle with ten moves was knocked away, and the void burst into terrifying space cracks, each space crack as thick as a mountain.

Even though Gu Fei and the others were thousands of miles away, they still couldn't withstand this extremely powerful momentum. Gu Fei had to activate the power of the inner world to envelope everyone.

With the obstruction of the power of the inner heaven and earth, the mighty momentum coming from the front was weakened to the extreme, but even so, it was difficult to completely isolate the trace of holy power.

"You're careless, you're completely careless!" Only now did the descendant of the ancient evil man realize how ridiculous his words were. Can he kill the son of the emperor in ten moves? This is simply impossible. No matter how many tricks he uses, he may not be able to kill this old turtle.

The Taihuang's bloodline possesses unparalleled power. He transformed into an old turtle in his original form, with scales and armor that can be compared to a sacred weapon. Even if he uses the Xuanhuang Slaying Saint's Thirteen Moves, he may not be able to break through the opponent's defense!

This is the advantage of the Ji Dao bloodline. It has a higher starting point than everyone else. The old turtle's powerful body is almost indestructible, and the power of the bloodline in his body is even more terrifying.

"bump!"

The old turtle's huge claws slapped directly at the middle-aged scribe, and a void was shattered under his claws. This was not a dragon clan skill, but a simple blow, but even so, it was scary enough.

Just raise your hand and punch through the heaven and the earth. How much strength does this require?

"Shh!"

The middle-aged scribe once again fired the killing light. A black and yellow light, like a heavenly sword, strangled the old turtle's big claws.

"Clang!"

There was a sound of metal vibrating, and the divine light that could be called the ultimate killer was strangled on the old turtle's claws. It only aroused a few sparks, but it could not hurt the old turtle at all, not even the claws. The scales on the body didn't leave any marks.

"This……"

The middle-aged scribe took a breath of air, and then retreated. At this time, the old turtle was simply unstoppable and extremely powerful.

"boom!"

The old turtle's claws slapped down, turning the place where the middle-aged scribe was into a bastard, shattering the heaven and earth, and punching through the void.

Although the old turtle transformed into his original form, his body was like an ancient mountain, but he still moved extremely fast. He caught up with the middle-aged scribe in an instant, and then opened his mouth and sprayed.

"Clang!" the sound sounded, and countless terrifying divine powers like swords were sprayed out from the huge dragon's mouth, piercing through the middle-aged scribe who was retreating like an overwhelming force.

This was a sword-like storm that swept out, and the strong wind even split the void.

The middle-aged scribe's hands moved rapidly. During the process of retreating, the black and yellow essence gathered towards his hands, and a black and yellow tower condensed out.

He evolved the life and death technique of the Xuanhuang lineage, and actually used the power of Xuanhuang to condense the Xuanhuang Tower of Heaven and Earth.

"Buzz!"

The Xuanhuang Pagoda of Heaven and Earth was vibrating, as if the real Xuanhuang Pagoda of Heaven and Earth appeared in the hands of a middle-aged scribe.

"bump!"

The Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Pagoda pressed forward. Although it was not the real Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Pagoda, it still showed great power. The old turtle's breath of energy was immediately blocked.

(End of this chapter)