Zhuxian Prequel: Wilderness

Chapter 61

Ming Yuan suddenly appeared and descended with such a great momentum that it shook the entire Wilderness Temple. Countless people looked back at the same time with expressions of astonishment on their faces. Even the pursuit of Tian Buyi, Zeng Shuchang and Shang Zhengliang slowed down.

And in the main hall of the Wilderness Temple, the same group of heroes shook, the sect masters of the three major sects, Qinglong, Suzaku and others looked out of the hall one after another, among them, Poison God, Qinglong and others all changed their faces.After a while, Qinglong suddenly shouted angrily: "Someone is under the Shura Pagoda, where are the pagoda guards?"

As soon as these words came out, the complexions of several people outside the main hall changed drastically. It was the former Shura Tower guard who turned around hastily at this moment, and was about to rush back to the Shura Tower.

And the several Demon Cult masters who were fighting fiercely with Wan Jianyi in the main hall also retreated at this moment, apparently intending to reinforce the Shura Tower.

But at this moment, I suddenly heard a clear and long laugh in the hall, but it was Wan Jian's figure swaying, and a dodge in the white clothes floated to the entrance of the hall, and the dragon-slaying sword in his hand surged, spreading over like a flood, immediately He forced those people back.

"Where to go?"

The man in white seemed to be full of fighting spirit, he smiled loudly, and then glanced at the Shura Tower out of the corner of his eye, and also saw the vision of the coming of the underworld.He took a deep breath, for some reason, it seemed as if a bright light suddenly lit up in his eyes, he turned around and crossed his sword, and stood at the entrance of the main hall, looking like a man in charge, smiling slightly at the people in the main hall, saying : "Let's go together!"

This sentence was spoken so seriously that it was extremely heroic to look down on all beings, even the people of the Demon Cult were stunned for a moment, but after a while, everyone shouted, cursed and roared in unison, and besieged them all.

Wan Jiantian is extremely talented, but after all, he is a human being and not a god. With so many masters of the Demon Cult, the reason why he was able to fight for a long time before was actually relying on a set of agility and quickness, and then he kept wandering around. everyone.However, at this moment, he blocked the door and never retreated, which meant that he had to bear the attacks of all the masters of the Devil's Cult at once.

At this time, the envoys of the Devil's Cult including Qinglong and Baihu, as well as the sect masters of the three sects of the Devil's Cult also joined the battle group.The strength of these people's Taoism is higher than others, but after a while, the pressure as heavy as a mountain is suddenly revealed.

At this moment, Wan Jianyi's consumption of swinging a sword is almost as much as the spiritual power spent in the previous wandering and fighting, and because he must guard the entrance of the main hall, he was immediately caught by some masters of the Demon Cult. Taking advantage of the flaws, all kinds of insidious hidden weapons and obscene methods were also displayed at once, which made Wan Jianyi a little embarrassed to deal with it.

Wan Jianyi tried his best to withstand a few rounds, and soon realized that he would never be able to hold here for a long time, no one could match such a strong pressure.It's just that although he understood it, he didn't mean to shrink back in the slightest. On the contrary, he raised his sword eyebrows, and his bright and clear eyes shone brightly, as if he had reached the most exciting moment.

During the fierce battle, the handsome and elegant man in white suddenly let out a long howl, the sound was like a dragon's chant, and it went straight to the sky.

Everyone looked sideways at him, and suddenly they saw Wan Jian jumping up and flying into the air, suddenly the sky and the earth changed color, the sword was full of light, and countless green lights refracted from the Dragon Sword, creating a myriad of sceneries.

He heard a soft shout suddenly coming from the air, the words only had three words, but they seemed to be able to merge with the heaven and the earth, every time he uttered a word, the situation in the world would change.

"Slash, ghost, god..."

In an instant, the wind and clouds were turbulent, and Wan Jianyi stood in the clouds like a god of war. A moment later, the dragon-slaying sword burst out with endless green light, like a giant dragon swallowing heaven and earth, rolling down backwards.

A gust of wind came whistling, and thousands of swords united into one, piercing the wild temple. Before the sword arrived, the ground was cracked, and the huge pillars on the door frame of the hall rattled and trembled violently.

In the temple, many Demon Cult masters all changed their colors and retreated together.

This sword is so violent, it seems that when the sword is struck, it carries the unruly and unruly attitude from ancient times, defying the heaven and the earth, disrespecting ghosts and gods, looking down on the world, beheading all enemies, even if the body is smashed to pieces.This sword didn't have the slightest defense at all, all spiritual powers and actions were only criss-crossing and endlessly violent offensive, like a torrent, like a huge wave, rushing over the sky and covering the sky.

At that moment, there seemed to be nothing in the world that dared to stand in front of the scorching sword.

In front of the main hall, several people retreated a bit slowly, and were immediately engulfed by the terrifying green sword glow, and then there was a mournful cry, and within a moment, their bodies were blown away by the violent force and shattered in mid-air.On the land in front of the main hall, the blue bricks rolled and turned into powder, like the wrath of a god descending on the world, shocking the audience for a moment.

Even the vision of the deep abyss that was descending outside was temporarily forgotten.

As soon as Wan Jian fell back to the ground, with the horizontal sword in front of him, dust and dust fell from the half-destroyed gate of the main hall, some of which stained his white clothes. For some reason, it did not damage his chicness at all.People in the Devil's Cult were photographed by him for a while, but no one noticed that his other arm was trembling slightly under the long sleeve of the white robe.

How can such an earth-shattering and extremely violent supernatural power be displayed so easily?

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The extremely fierce battle in the wild temple in the distance, and the earth-shattering scene of "Slaying Ghosts and Gods", one of the four great swords inherited from Qingyunmen since ancient times, were all seen by Cangsong under the Shura Tower .

Different from those monsters of the Demon Sect, he who is very familiar with Qingyun's unique supernatural powers, after seeing the supernatural power of "Slaying Ghosts and Gods", not only did he not look happy, but his face was even more miserable, and his body trembled slightly.Because he knew that once this extremely powerful divine sword technique was released, under such a dangerous environment, it actually meant that Senior Brother Wan was already desperately trying his best.

There are too many opponents too strong, senior brother Wan is a man or not a god after all, but until now, no one has rushed to the Shura Tower, even if the vision of the underworld has appeared.Even not only in the main hall, but also in other halls, no one came. There are more people there. If they can do this, it goes without saying that Tian, ​​Zeng, and Shang, the three juniors, are currently suffering. What a terrible stress.

But...but only here, everyone put all their hopes on this Shura Pagoda, but nothing was achieved.

Cang Song only felt that his chest was about to burst open, and his anxiety and arrogance were burning in his chest like a raging fire. At that moment, suddenly, the terrifying aura of the underworld above his head seemed to no longer have any influence on him.

(End of this chapter)