Revelation of the Heavens

Lu Zhanyan didn't suspect fraud at all. Although he was on guard in his heart, his mind still entered the ring, ready to take out a strange thing.

The moment the mind entered the ring, a snow-white bird directly broke into the shield of the dharma body, pierced through the dharma body, and entered the interior.

"Ah! You are so vicious, you dare to plot against me." In just a second, Lu Zhanyan, who was in great pain, knew that Xiaoyu had a vicious heart, and he was determined to fight him to death.

Endless evil energy entangled in the fist, Xiaoyu hit all evils into one, thousands of evil thoughts kept rising to the power of the fist, ten times the power came out with one blow, separated the evil rain, and pierced the evil fog.

The fist shadow absorbed more evil spirits, and its power increased to the point of terror. It broke the shield of magic light, and punched Lu Zhanyan thousands of feet away. The erosion of Lu Zhanyan's dharma body made this person's face extremely hideous.

Xiaoyu fist didn't stop, and he punched nine times in a row. Each punch was full of strength, ten times the power. At this moment, although the black evil light was not overflowing with brilliance, it was undoubtedly more terrifying. These nine punches came out one after another. , Thousands of miles of evil around hit the sound of countless sonic booms.

Lu Zhanyan howled in pain, his soul thoughts covered thousands of miles around and strangled in all directions, several strands hit Xiaoyu's thigh and arm, directly piercing out, causing his face to contort due to the pain.

Seeing nine pitch-black evil lights roaring towards him, Lu Zhanyan yelled ferociously, "Bastard, today I will definitely kill you."

The misty brilliance overflowed from Lu Zhanyan's dharma body continuously. This power is vast and majestic. Once it is revealed, it will drive away the surrounding hundreds of miles of evil fog and rain. It changed, and finally compressed to reach the tip of the sword, turning into a touch of purple.

Death means!The real meaning of death began to shroud Xiaoyu's dharma body, and the aura of fate kept warning him that the cold dharma body could hardly move. As long as this person swung this sword, Xiaoyu would be cut off no matter how he escaped. kill here.

In the midst of the crisis, Xiaoyu's face twisted and he roared, "Hong Chen."

Desperate screams roared out in bursts of sound waves, and Hong Chen flew out of Lu Zhanyan's dharma body. Seeing that the man's sword was about to be unleashed, he roared fiercely: "Master Bird drilled your chrysanthemum."

The indestructible beak burrowed directly into the man's ass, stirring it violently.

"Ah!" Being directly blasted by the bird, this kind of pain is simply unbearable, this bright color can no longer be waved out, and it rushes forward.

The infinite texture brings out the traces of the Dao, breaks away the nine evil fists, and reveals the truth of the Dao. The irreversible sword marks evaporate the evil fog and rain for thousands of miles, and split them. Halfway up to ten feet deep, in the cracks, the light of strands of Dao flickered and blended.

With this sword, Lu Zhanyan's face turned gray, his black silk became white-haired, his whole body aged rapidly, his plump body was sunken, and only a layer of skin was left in an instant, the golden elixir seeds in his abdomen were dimmed, and the eighty thousand soul thoughts were desolate All of them dissipated.

Hong Chen flew out of Lu Zhanyan's dharma body, turned into a streamer and stopped in the air, retching non-stop.

Putting up a shield of magic light to protect against the evil rain in the sky, Lu Zhanyan yelled desolately: "The hound must die on the mountain, fellow daoist, I haven't seen your true face until now, and now I want to completely eliminate you!" , can you show me who killed it before going down?"

A figure emerged from the evil mist, wearing a Qingfeng Mingyue robe and Bahuang soap locust shoes, seven feet tall, with an ordinary face.

"If you can cut that sword, I will die." Xiaoyu looked at the three disasters in front of him lightly.

Lu Zhanyan's eyes were about to split open, looking at the figure in front of him who was only in the soul-condensing state, there was no hatred, no tyranny in his eyes, only endless inconceivable expressions: "It's you? The soul-condensing state forced me to resort to the ultimate sword."

"Do you find it incredible?" Xiaoyu looked at the person in front of him, the Taoist robe was full of holes, and only a layer of skin remained in the decayed body, and the flesh and blood were absorbed by the sword's Dao marks.

Hearing this, Lu Zhanyan's face gradually calmed down, and the magic light shield twisted in bursts, as if it was about to be broken by the evil rain: "Unexpectedly, really unexpected, I, Lu Zhanyan, have survived countless disasters for thousands of years, but now I am buried in a mere condensate In the hands of the soul, it is a pity that the sky tricks people."

Xiaoyu remained silent, the person in front of him had no grievances or enmities with him, but for the sake of immortality and eternity, the two sides had to fight with their lives. Although Xiaoyu won in the end, in the future, his fate may not be much better than this person. There are too many enemies, too many to count.

Seeing Xiaoyu's silence, Lu Zhanyan took out a scroll from his arms, struggled for a long time, and finally threw it at Xiaoyu: "Take it."

After catching the scroll, Xiaoyu looked at this person: "What is it?"

"Looking at it for myself, I wanted to destroy it, but suddenly I felt that it would be good to send you off. I have killed the three disasters with the soul-condensing state. Throughout the ages, I have never heard of anyone who can do it. Maybe you will take the road of cultivating the Tao." Farther." Lu Zhanyan said flatly.

"Actually, I didn't win you. If you swung that sword at the end, I would die." Xiaoyu was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke.

"Anyway, you survived, but I'm going to die. In the world, even luck can be counted as strength." Lu Zhanyan glanced at Hong Chen who was still vomiting.

"You don't hate me?" Xiaoyu asked.

"Hate? I, Lu Zhanyan, came to this stone statue three times. Every time, I saw countless people killing each other. They have no enmity. Just like you and me, they are fighting for the chance to become a fairy, to fight for the extremely difficult chance. So, hate, Not to mention, you and I are only fighting for our own interests, and whoever is killed can't blame anything."

The evil rain fell one after another, and finally broke through Lu Zhanyan's Dharma light barrier and washed down. In just an instant, the skin of Lu Zhanyan's dharma body was washed away, leaving only a skeleton.

"What other wish do you have?" Facing the skeleton in front of him, Xiaoyu asked.

"The cosmic star Lu family is buried." The skeleton made a final sound, and the golden core seeds shattered, and the real body died here, and the Tao disappeared.

Silently put away the bones of the three disasters, and waited to return to the cosmic star to fulfill his last wish. At the same time, his will entered this scroll, which is the supreme scroll spell, called the Ultimate Three Swords.

This method is divided into the ground sword, which cuts out the supreme sword intent, breaks through the nothingness of space, and the sky sword, which cuts down time, space and sky, and kills the resistance of Dao. The last sword is the ultimate sword that Lu Zhanyan used a moment ago. At the cost of one's life, cultivation, and soul, the sword burns out the truth of the Dao, sacrifices the sword with human beings, and exerts its true invincible power, a little light, to split the enemy of life and death.

During a cursory look, Xiaoyu also had to sigh, the person who created the three swords was really an earth-shattering generation, but the three swords were concentrated, and then they brought out the principles in the sword. A kind of outstanding person.

Putting away the scroll, Xiaoyu looked at Hongchen, the birdman.

"Have you had enough retching? Let's go. Kill two more people to enter the fourth floor." Xiaoyu looked at Hong Chen who was still vomiting.

"Do you still dare to say, believe it or not, Lord Bird even exploded your chrysanthemum? Damn!" Hong Chen turned the bird's head and stared at Xiaoyu's ass.

Xiaoyu's butt was tight, he didn't know what it was like to be blasted by the red dust, but seeing Lu Zhanyan in pain and unable to even perform the final ultimate move, he had a deep understanding. I'm afraid life would be worse than death.

(Hongchen turned his head again and stared at the readers: "You haven't voted yet, believe it or not, Master Bird also exploded your chrysanthemums? Hmm!")

"Okay, let's go, the crisis was extremely dangerous before, there is no way!" Xiaoyu had no choice but to persuade this master.

Only now did Hongchen slip into Xiaoyu's arms, and threatened: "Remember, don't tell others what happened today."

"Don't worry." Xiaoyu promised, his eyes were like starlight, he looked towards the west, and turned into demonic energy and flew away.

Twenty thousand miles away to the west, two strands of good fortune mana are entangled endlessly, and soul thoughts attack each other. In the fighting space, the evil fog of thousands of miles is separated on both sides, and the light of good fortune reveals infinite power, which can be sensed thousands of miles away.

Two figures, the one on the left has a seven-inch beard and a thin body. He wears a black eagle soaring robe on his body and holds a nine-story pagoda of Tianbao.

The figure on the right is holding a brush in the air, reflecting all kinds of broken mountains and rivers. These mountains and rivers are picturesque, and every time they are killed, they have a sense of assimilating real people.

This chapter was released late. I took my son to get vaccinated in the morning, and I didn’t go to bed until now.