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Dual cultivation of elements is quite rare in the imperial court, and what is rare is that they have cultivated their true meaning, but it can be seen that since Wutian uses the eight dragon gods as his dharma, it also shows that in the true meaning of the two elements, Still dominated by the fire element.レ? Burning? Documents? Libraryレ

In an instant, there were tens of thousands of stone pillars, with earthy yellow energy flowing on them, and each stone pillar contained a gravity of at least tens of millions of catties. To Yuan Futu, it was like countless mysterious epee swords with a hundred times the weight. It's normal to swing a thorn.

Wutian casts two true intentions, which means that his two elements are suppressed by at least [-]%, unless he uses the same true intention to cancel each other out. Under this situation, Yuan Futu's mysterious epee has been lost. Even the Xuantu Gaefeng and Fenghuo Shenlei Sword Formation were suppressed to a great extent.

Yuan Futu's brows were tightly furrowed, and he turned his Tianque sword suddenly, and punched the stone pillar that hit him, and shouted: "Five levels of reckless dragon strength!"

A reckless dragon's claw appeared behind him. After reaching the realm of transforming the sky, the reckless dragon's strength was enough to be raised to the fifth level. The orange-red demonic power was attached to the dragon's claw like scales, and it fiercely blasted away. The stone pillar in front of him.

"Monster power?" Wutian's pupils shrank sharply, and at the same time, the Heavenly Punishment Saber of the God of Sin and Death had already slashed down angrily towards the eight dragon gods.

The eight dragon gods flicked vigorously, and the dragon's tail twitched powerfully, its momentum was like a mountain, with an irresistible crushing force.

Tian Zui let out a muffled snort, and a rainbow light suddenly appeared on the blade, and a burst of sword intent burst out. Under the circulation, it continued to climb in geometric multiples, and as the blade deflected, it slashed on the dragon's tail.

The dragon's tail trembled loudly, the scales began to peel off, and the condensed power of the earth element was constantly disintegrating.

The Heavenly Sin Death God was also sent flying, and the wings on his back flapped to counteract the retreat. What it displayed just now was exactly the "Tianxuan Sword Art"'s "Tianxuan Sword Art", but with the current state, it can be comprehended. One layer is already the limit.

A layer of evil spirit appeared on Wutian's indifferent face like a glacier. Yuan Futu and his dharma form were both powerful beyond imagination. If they were really at the same level, he must be the one who fell to the ground in the end. Following the way of Kun, the offensive was continuously strengthened, and countless stones were suspended into the air, bombarding Yuan Futu without any gaps.

But at this moment, he found that Yuan Futu was always resisting with his right fist, his left hand was behind his back, and his fingertips were moving, as if he was gathering momentum for some kind of magic technique.

"Array?"

This made Wutian very surprised. In this state, he could still form an formation with his bare hands. It was hard to imagine how much control he had reached over the elemental essence.

Only with innate primordial chaos can one unscrupulously evolve any kind of element to complete the structure of the formation base, and Yuan Futu has been mastering multiple elements for many years and is even more proficient in cultivation.

In a short while, the pattern of the small formation has been drawn. Yuan Futu put it in front of his body, and saw that in the palm of his hand, the complex pattern was slowly moving, but five different colors emerged on it. of brilliance.

This is the result of 20 years of painstaking cultivation in Yuanshixuan Realm!

With the infusion of true energy, the pattern stretched out to a range of tens of feet. During the operation, it was like a stone mill pushing hundreds of millions of catties, making a loud rumbling noise, and the formation pattern On the ground, five sword bodies with different colors emerged.

It's not the sword shadow, but the real sword body, and counting the number, there are as many as seven or forty-nine.

Each color represents an elemental power, and in order to avoid being suppressed by the true meaning, Yuan Futu specially removed the earth and fire attributes.

Unable to detect something bad, the seal changed again, and shouted: "Kun Dao kills God!"

All of a sudden, all the stones in midair exploded, turning into stone cones the size of an arm, each stone cone was engraved with countless small tadpole-like talismans, and while wriggling, scattered The number of thick khaki-yellow rays of light has long been unpredictable, at least in the hundreds of thousands.

Whoosh!

A stone cone attacked, and Yuan Futu's formation had not yet fully unfolded, Manglong Jin blasted away again, the moment he collided with the stone cone, the whole person retreated ten feet, even the formation was also crumbling, Surprised: "After shrinking in size, the power is so much stronger. It seems that each of these stone cones has incorporated more true meaning. Does he want to put all his eggs in one basket?"

Right now, the God of Death is still fighting endlessly with the Eight Dragon Gods, and has no time to care about the battle between him and Wutian, and now he can only rely on himself.

Wutian said coldly: "This is just the beginning."

As soon as the words fell, a burst of powerful fire-type true essence exploded from his body, rushing towards the sky, and the densely-covered stone cones seemed to echo it, the light of the talisman flourished, and a blue-blue flame was actually ignited. flame.

The perfect fusion of two true meanings!

Qin Rongxian looked at this scene worriedly, as if his heart was being held in someone's hands and would burst at any time, and the old monk of Six Paths nodded with approval after seeing Wutian's true strength.

"Two kinds of true meanings... It seems that Wutian is only half a step away from the state of returning to the gods." Yuan Futu felt the pressure like a mountain, and kept pouring true essence into this formation, and the spirit floating above the formation pattern The number of sword bodies is also increasing.

This formation is called the Five Elements Bing Jiejian Formation. It was originally built on the basis of earth, water, fire, wind and thunder, but the attribute of earth and fire has been suppressed by the true intention, and now it can only be replaced by light and darkness.

Gradually, a mass of bloody light appeared on the formation pattern, and the strong murderous aura spread out, spreading like a tide in a ring shape. Yuan Futu obviously wanted to use the killing sword to drive this sword formation.

Wutian snorted coldly and shouted: "Go!"

One hundred thousand stone cones containing the true meaning of the two elements let out a scream at the same time, rushing towards Yuan Futu, just like a khaki waterfall of mud and rocks, the scene was extremely spectacular, and Yuan Futu and the big formation were instantly wiped out. Completely engulfed.

"Futu!" Qin Rongxian screamed and sat down on the ground.

At this time, Wuliang walked over with heavy steps. After the injury eased, there seemed to be no problem in action. He looked at the battle in the void and said, "Master, it seems that apart from that chaotic treasure, his own The strength is also much stronger than imagined."

The old monk of the Six Paths smiled lightly, "The reason why I am deeper than him in the use and comprehension of Lingbao is only because I have lived long enough, and there is no other reason."