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Liu Dao frowned, he remembered that the Chaos Clock had dropped on the Wordless Book, and the viscous chaos that appeared around him was like a dark ocean covering his sight and even his spiritual consciousness. At this moment, Yuan Futu opened Yuan Shi Xuanjie simulated the exact same scene as Tianzhu Mountain. With his comprehension of the Four Principles, this was not a problem for him.

However, taking this opportunity, using the power of the chaotic energy in the Yuanshi Xuan Realm, an infinite amount of innate chaotic true essence was derived to support this ninth-level sea emperor Yuanji array.

This small formation forged with endless chaotic true essence exudes a majestic momentum, not much weaker than the large formation supported by spiritual veins, and for Yuan Futu, this is already his most powerful killing move.

The old monk of the Six Paths looked at the ancient sword glowing with blood-red demonic light, and said in a deep voice: "It is rumored that there is a fierce soldier made of devil bones in the sword mound of Tianxuan Sword Sect, which is even more powerful than the Supreme Spirit Treasure. It is much more tyrannical, it seems that it is in your hand."

"Sure enough!"

The old monk of the Six Paths said coldly: "The strength of the realm is always flawed. You haven't even reached the state of returning to the gods, so how can you kill me?"

"Then how much strength do you have now?" Qin Chuan breathed heavily like an old cow, and seemed to be seriously injured.

Qiye said in a deep voice: "The old bald donkey has lived for so long, and his strength is indeed very strong. You have the strength to resist the supreme catastrophe and ascend to the legendary earth fairy world. Why do you still stay here?"

The old monk of the Six Paths said: "Because there are some things that I haven't got, and I can't leave until I get them."

"I don't know what you want to get, but you can't take anything with you now, just disappear!"

Yuan Futu raised the king sword, and the sea emperor Yuanji formation made a loud noise, like the roar of the gods from ancient times, above the formation pattern, there emerged a series of azure blue sword bodies, big and small. There are thousands of ways.

Yuan Futu didn't have the slightest thing left, this time he had to do his best, and shouted: "One sword is empty!"

That invisible sword intent soared into the sky, and the old monk of the six paths felt his soul trembling, as if he was under great threat.

"It's actually a soul attack?!" He obviously didn't expect Yuan Futu to comprehend the trick of soul attack.

At the same time, Qiye and Qin Chuan looked at each other, and there was an understanding in their hearts. At the same time, they punched, and the supreme demonic energy and the strongest demonic power attacked violently. old monk.

The old monk of the Six Paths waved his arms, and made a swastika Buddha seal in each of his skinny palms, resisting the two forces with some difficulty. His thin and old body was sandwiched between them, as if in a violent storm. Destroyed, yet unbelievably tenacious.

drink!

Yuan Futu swung the king sword, and dozens of azure blue sword bodies seemed to have received an order, bombarding away with the soul attack power of a sword Bai Shikong, and came to the old monk of the Six Paths in an instant.

"You're right. I can't compete with you with the power of my Heaven Transformation Realm, but the soul is always the most vulnerable part of a practitioner. As long as you can kill your soul, you will definitely lose!"

This is the strategy that the three of them discussed in the Chaos Clock for a long time before, and Yuan Futu will carry out the final blow!

Those sword bodies that seemed to be solid were about to pierce through Liu Dao's body and smash his soul into pieces, but at this moment, a chaotic halo suddenly exploded from his dantian, attacking Liu Dao. All the sword bodies were crushed.

"Chaos Halo!"

Yuan Futu's eyes widened, showing a look of astonishment.

The old monk of the Six Paths gritted his teeth tightly, and said with a sneer: "You also have a chaotic spirit treasure. You should know that after becoming the master of the spirit treasure, the primordial spirit will be protected by it. This defensive barrier is as solid as gold for the soul. Your current strength is simply wishful thinking." While speaking, the swastika Buddha seal circulated, and the hot golden light flourished, bursting out with extremely powerful purification power.

Both Qiye and Qin Chuan's faces were distorted due to the extreme pain, and they obviously couldn't last for a while.

Yuan Futu's expression was stern. If he failed even the ninth-level sword formation, he would have no way to kill the old monk of the Six Paths. He stepped out and left the sword formation. All the swords trembled, and as he swung The king sword that was released went forward to kill, like a huge azure blue light, directly blasting towards the deepest part of the soul of the old monk of the Six Paths.

Flutter!

The number of sword bodies is increasing, and they are constantly disintegrating and destroying in front of them. However, the halo of chaos began to loosen, and dark cracks appeared on the surface.

"My sword array is also condensed from chaotic true essence, let's see if your shield is enough for the blade, or my spear is stronger!" While speaking, Yuan Futu had already jumped in front of Liu Dao, the king sword was high Raising it high, the blood-colored blade condensed the power of an extremely terrifying true demon.

The old monk of the Six Paths felt a threat, a threat that could be fatal. At this moment, he even felt that the future would change because of it, and his royal destiny would also stop at this moment. His heart that had been silent for a long time was beating violently. This is already A feeling that has not been experienced for hundreds of years is a feeling of fear and horror.

"Hurry up...I can't hold it anymore!" Qin Chuan's body was about to be engulfed by the light of purification, and Qiye was not much better, already on the verge of destruction.

The light rainbow formed by thousands of azure blue sword bodies bombarded the chaotic halo. It trembled more and more, and the cracks on the surface gradually increased.

Holding the sword in both hands, Yuan Futu roared and swung the blade forward. The crimson sword tip touched the front of the halo, and the power of the true demon burst open, blasting a very narrow gap.

The last and most powerful defensive barrier was destroyed, and the old monk of the Six Paths lost the protection of the Chaos Spirit Treasure. When his life was dying, that amazing potential burst out, and the two swastika Buddha seals exploded quickly. It opened, and the half-purified remnants of Qiye and Qin Chuan were blown away.

Then he made a movement that hadn't changed for a thousand years, extremely stable and fast.

Put your palms together!

The blade of the sword fell into his palm, and suddenly became sluggish. The power of the true devil rubbed against the wrinkled palm, making a difficult sound that seemed to pierce the eardrum, and finally stagnated in front of his chest.

"Failed?" Yuan Futu's forehead burst out with finger-thin veins. He exhausted all his strength, but in the end the sword failed to penetrate the old monk's body.

At this moment, a cloud thick as ink appeared above everyone's heads at some point, within which lightning flashed and thunder was violent, and a short and fat figure appeared there, his right sleeve was torn by the wind. There was a rattling sound, but an arm was missing.