Douba's Strongest Master System

Chapter 45

Fuzhan's bloodline originates from the ancient relics, and there is a trace of Chilong bloodline among them, which makes him urge the Chilong, whose qi and blood are congealed, to become stronger by three points out of thin air.

"This Fu Zhan is a lion fighting a rabbit without mercy!"

Above the valley in mid-air.

An old man in black robe said with admiration in his eyes: "Even if he faced the Lunhai cultivator, he would do his best. He has a very good temperament.

The person who spoke was a powerhouse of the ninth-order Hualong.

"Nephew Bai is very praised."

Another gray-clothed old man shook his head and said with a smile: "Fu Zhan is just relying on the benefits of his bloodline, he is far inferior to the young geniuses like Dijian and Jianchi, even Mo Chen's talent is higher, not to mention Speaking of those demons in Zhongzhou."

Although he said that, there was still a glimmer of self-satisfaction in his eyes. This person was the old man Canghai, one of the three immortal platforms in Beicangdongtian.

He once used a 'Linlang Mirror' to fight against the three major ones without defeat. He was one of the most powerful in the half-step great power. He was a figure of the same era as Bai Yuanshan of the Bai family. arrogant.

It's just that Bai Yuanshan has already attacked against his fate and stepped up to the second step of Sendai, achieving the might of power.

However, the old man Canghai was unable to sprint any longer. It was not only the Qi and blood cultivation that had declined, but also the cultivator's Taoism.

"It's his honor for Mo Chen to get his uncle's guidance."

Bai Qubo flattered that they were not very interested in the situation in the valley. After all, Chen Qiye's strength was too weak. How could a monk on the other side of the sea be against the sky?

So the old man Canghai and Bai Qubo both relaxed.

It's not just them, almost no one of the cultivators present is optimistic about Chen Qiye. There is a gap in the realm, and Fu Zhan has the advantage of blood. Coupled with the magical power, it is enough to easily crush Chen Qiye.

And at the moment when the Chilong breathed out, the unparalleled sword intent condensed out, and instantly invaded everyone's minds!
I saw Chen Qiye holding his sword and drawing into the void, a simple and simple sword-drawing action.

The breath of those who could melt the Dao Palace powerhouse was instantly split in half by a cold light and dissipated into nothingness.

Just as everyone's horror gradually appeared, the sword intent swept away, tearing apart like water ripples in the void.
"how is this possible?"

Fu Zhan's face changed instantly, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

The magical powers he motivated depended on the agglutination of the five Tibetan qi and blood. Even the four poles might not be able to be destroyed with a single blow, but he did not expect to be killed by Chen Qiye's extremely simple 'drawing sword' style.

The red dragon dissipated, and the Taoist palace backfired, causing him to spurt out a mouthful of blood.

Immediately, the robe on his body burst and turned into pieces of powder.

"Too, too scary, isn't it? Even the magic weapon was chopped off?"

"No, it's his sword intent, that sword intent!"

Everyone was shocked, and when the commotion started, they heard Chen Qiye's frosty voice sounding again: "I said, I'm going to kill you!"

The voice fell, and his second 'sword drawing style' was already slashing towards Fu Zhan.

"Hmph, this is the trick that comes and goes!"

Fu Zhan didn't believe it at all, and snorted coldly, "Do you think the same magical power can still work?"

He roared violently, and his figure rose three feet again. There were vertical and horizontal marks on his body, and the messy lines bloomed with red light.

When the red glow circulated, it was like a calligraphy master writing in flowing water. After a series of imprints were added, his figure instantly shot into the air.

"It's actually a Dao pattern!"

Someone screamed in horror: "Without absolutely powerful blood support, who would dare to imprint the Dao pattern on the body! They are even more terrifying than the other!"

Before the words could fall, Fu Zhan was already above the air, and the Dao pattern formed from him, which was struck by both hands, as fast as lightning, like a cannon roaring, tearing the air.

The sound of the explosion was deafening and roaring, and the lines represented a kind of blessing. After a few sounds, Fu Zhan had fully deduced the power of the Dao Palace Wuzang.

"Thousand Stacks of Waves!" Layers of crimson masks like nuclear warheads gathered in front of Fu Zhan, and his whole person immediately turned into a meteorite, facing the bombardment of Chen Qiye.

"cut!"

Chen Qiye was not afraid at all, Sanchi Qingfeng took advantage of the situation, drew his sword and drew a golden arc directly on the trajectory.

This sword looks simple and mediocre on the surface, but Fu Zhan's eyes are horrified, and he only feels that Qingfeng in Chen Qiye's hands has endless terror.The golden arc he drew from his sword was like the might of almighty power. It was so powerful that it surpassed Fu Zhan's imagination.

"not good!"

At the far end of the void, the expression of the old man Canghai suddenly changed, and he raised a long scream: "Stop!"

The sound waves turned into layers of sound waves, directly impacting the valley.

When everyone was trembling, the golden arc had already slashed towards Fu Zhan, and when the crimson condensed mask faced the golden arc, there was nowhere to be hard and strong, like yellow paper brittle and waxy. open.

"call out!"

It is like a meteor chasing the moon, piercing the night, tearing apart the universe as shocking as the world!
The sword power swiped directly into the air, and the golden arc was far away.

Many people were suffocated by their breathing, and they were stunned on the spot. It was hard to imagine where the extreme of this might was!

Immediately, there was a 'boom' to the ground!
Fu Zhan was actually cut in half in the air, directly smashing the ground out of two giant pits, and the entire ground shook at this moment.

This sword style!
Make everyone stunned!
incredible!Can't believe it!Incredible!

Even the eyes of Lu Junchu, who is as strong as the sword idiot, and Ye Guxue, the emperor, flashed shock in the eyes!

"How dare you kill my disciple!" When everyone's heart trembled, this voice seemed to come from Jiuyou, instantly causing the temperature of the entire valley to drop by ten degrees!
The gust of wind then whistled, rolling up the dust in the sky, and slashing at everyone present like a knife!

A gray figure appeared out of thin air. He looked like he was about 80 or [-] years old. His whole body was thin, his skin was dry, and black and purple veins appeared on his face, like a dragon coiling a tree.

But the light in his eyes was as red as blood, and a trace of murderous aura was released from him. In an instant, the entire valley seemed to fall into darkness, and a great terror rose from the hearts of everyone!

"I'm going to take your soul out for a hundred years of sacrifice, to pay homage to the spirit of my disciple in the sky! All of you will be buried with my disciple!"

After hearing this sentence, everyone present was heartbroken, and looked at the void with endless horror in their eyes.

"Half-step power!"

"He, he is one of the three immortal platforms in Bei Cangdongtian: Old Man Canghai!

Countless screams of fear sharpened.

In an instant, the entire valley was like a dead zone!
"Master Canghai, are you planning to kill me to be buried with you?" Bai Ningbing took a step forward and looked up at the old man Canghai with a solemn expression:
"Aren't you afraid that my grandfather will take revenge on the entire Bei Cangdongtian?"

(End of this chapter)