Sword ancestor

Chapter 215 Suppression of Mohai!

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Qingyunzong.

The storm is about to come, Taoists from various forces gather, even some high-ranking figures hide in the dark, wanting to witness this battle for the throne.

Each of the ascending dragon thrones is extremely noble, and they are the pinnacle existence of the younger generation in the entire eastern land of Shenzhou, and they will be the transcendent figures who will compete for the five lands in the future.

There is no wind and smoke, and there is silence outside the Qingyun Sect. The green hills do not move, the grass leaves bend over, and the fairy air and mist are all concentrated, as if being suppressed by an invisible force on the ground, mixing with the earth's air and becoming a cloudy cloud. .

The Qingyun Sect also fell into silence. Many disciples looked out of the Sect. Above the sky, a layer of haze enveloped the Qingyun Sect. The purple energy was covered and Ruixia was dimmed, but they were not completely obliterated.

"There is still some confidence in the existence of the three kings."

"It's a pity, at the end of the battle, born at an untimely time, this generation is not his world."

"The Golden Cicada Buddha will also come. It is rumored that the Golden Cicada Buddha once said that he wants to cross a sword cultivator to follow him to the west to learn scriptures. During this period of time, he has angered many children of the three major swordsmanship families. Take the shot, but the result is transformed by it one by one."

"If this Qitian is not dead, I am afraid that Jin Chan Buddha will also transform him. The innate sword body is a rare physique. I think that Jin Chan Buddha will definitely be moved."

Many Taoists chatted through sound transmission, but soon they stopped their voices, because a footstep suddenly came into their minds.

thump—

thump—

Every step seems to step on the hearts of everyone, every step shakes the souls of everyone, what kind of control is this, almost in an instant, grasping the rhythm of everyone's heart, this is a terrible state , penetrating into the subtleties, extremely frightening.

A young man came from afar. He was dressed in a black-gold divine robe, he was wearing oolong boots, and he had a dark-gold divine dagger in his right hand. He walked like a dragon and a tiger, and his long dark-gold hair was crystal clear. Each strand was as thick as a hill. Swinging with the wind, the vacuum is distorted and faintly ruptured.

"The Young Master of the Nantianmen, Mo Hai!"

"I didn't expect him to be the first to arrive. In the past six months, this person has fought all over the world. Many killing gods of the younger generation have fallen into his hands. The god-killing king of the realm escaped death from his hands, and he was dressed in a mysterious earth avenue, weighing as much as a thousand jun, and the mysterious earth god weapon, even a mountain can be crushed, and the legend weighs [-] catties."

Shen Ge slanted his finger, and Mo Hai walked slowly, his footwork seemed to be not fast, every step he took was tens of feet away, and after a few breaths, he came to the front.

He has a burly figure, and his body exudes a dark golden light, which seems to be cast from divine iron, exuding an indescribable and powerful divine power.

"Qi Tian!"

When Mo Hai breathed out, it was like ancient mountains collapsing, the earth cracked, and the sound of boulders rolling down instantly resounded for hundreds of miles, and vibrated above Qingyunzong through the mountain protection array.

The situation is rising, Qing Yunzong Jiujiu 81 peak, everyone's eyes fell on Jianfeng.

Seventeen generations of disciples, some newly promoted disciples were just curious, while more people entered Qingyun Sect with a look of hope. In the past three years, what they heard most was the legend about a single person.

It's just that the three-year silence has made many new disciples depressed. Whether it's a rumor or something else, there will always be regrets in their hearts if they haven't seen it with their own eyes.

Now, with the wind and clouds rising and falling, many people are waiting, they want to witness the legend in their hearts.

Jianfeng Purple Bamboo Forest.

Qi Tian sat cross-legged, with the purple bamboo sword across his knees, four black and white sword prints were circulating between his brows, and he breathed out, followed by hair-thin black and white swords, faintly, There was thunder and vibration, as if a thunder disaster was brewing.

At this moment, he slowly opened his eyes, and two beams of sword light shot out, spanning ten feet, piercing the vacuum.

Suddenly, his gaze moved slightly, but he closed his eyes again.

An ice bridge rose from Qingyun Peak, and he condensed in the air, extending towards the outside of Qingyun Peak.

Between heaven and earth, the Xuanbing Avenue is surging, and the boundless cold air gathers. This ice bridge connects the avenue. On the crystal clear bridge deck, there is an image of a golden dragon branded on it. Bu Qingyun walked from the ice bridge. The sharp gun buzzed, and while he was walking, a majestic dragon whistle shot up into the sky, and the condensed real dragon aura spread out, turning into a pale golden torrent, rushing towards the Qingyun sect and go.

"True Dragon Bloodline!"

Mo Hai's heart moved, and there was a little surprise in his eyes: "Without obtaining the original dragon energy, you can actually awaken a ray of real dragon blood. It seems that there are not a few refined dragon veins, but they are mixed and impure. The pure original dragon energy has limited improvement, but it is also a king of killing gods, and it is better than nothing."

In the Sifang Mountains, many Taoists lamented that this Mohai is indeed qualified to say such a thing, because not only did this person obtain a ray of original dragon energy, but he also obtained some dragon blood when he cut a piece of dragon essence stone in the Southern Region Stone City. The purity of the blood of the real dragon is probably not inferior to the nine young immortal masters who have the blood of the immortal ancestors in the nine heavenly courts.

Bu Qingyun came, he crossed a ten-mile ice bridge, landed on the earth, with a black ice gun in his hand, pointed at Mohai, and said calmly: "What are you, come to Qingyunzong to make noise."

Mo Hai sneered, and lightly waved the Xuantu Shenge in his hand, saying: "After all, he is a Taoist from a small sect, and he doesn't know a little bit of etiquette."

"idiot."

"What did you say!"

Mo Hai's expression froze, murderous aura shot out in his eyes, and a thick wave of earth was set off around his body, as if the earth was shaking. He hunted for the god clothes, and a terrifying breath of a real dragon rose up.

Bu Qingyun glanced at him, and said with a light smile: "I have traveled in the secular world, and I have seen beggars, but I have never seen one begging for scolding, idiot!"

Laughing furiously, Mohai Shenge lifted up, and said in a cold voice: "Originally, I came to look for that Qi Tian. Since he didn't dare to come out, I will kill you first. After all, a ray of real dragon blood has been awakened. You Don't worry, I won't let you die easily, I will cut off the flesh of your body one by one, and let you know what it means to speak out!"

"Usually, a dog that bites doesn't bark."

When Bu Qingyun spoke again, Mo Hai was slightly taken aback, and then he understood.

"Bastard!"

He shouted angrily, and white awns floated up all over his body, and the heavenly general's armor appeared on his body.

Rumbling--

The Xuantu Shen Ge pierced the vacuum, and as the Mohai smashed into the air, mountains tens of feet tall condensed out of the Shen Ge. At this moment, Mohai pierced 49 49 lances, and a full [-] mountains collapsed When it came down, it covered nearly ten miles of land at once.

Vacuum shattered, nearly ten miles of land turned into a killing field, no matter what was stirred into it, it would become dust and could not be preserved.

"Terrible, this Mohai was really angry, he hit with all his strength, and with the help of his armor, he burst out four times his combat power. With his cultivation base of one dragon level, he is an ordinary strongman at the second dragon level. Under the killing tactics, You must also drink hatred, enough to compete with the powerhouses of the Three Dragon Realm, and even win the battle."

"This kind of combat power is already close to that of the elders and super-superior figures of the Four Dragon Mirror who changed the bone. I'm afraid it will be difficult to suppress him."

"The younger generation has actually grown to such a point. The ancient prosperity is likely to reappear, and the chaos is approaching."

Many Taoists smelled such a breath, and their minds were shaken. Although they had already guessed something, but now they mention it again, they still have lingering fears.

Roar--

At this moment, an earth-shattering roar seemed to descend through the ancient time and space. At this moment, Bu Qingyun made a move.

He stabbed with the sharp spear in his hand, there is nothing mysterious about it, but the Xuanbing Dao has evolved to the extreme, a killing art of war unfolded in his hands, communicating with the ancient times, and an image of a strange beast with the head of a lion and the tail of a dragon manifested behind him When it came out, it was as high as a hundred feet, and a vicissitudes of ancient energy permeated the air. The vacuum was frozen and turned into ice powder and fell down. , the air of a real dragon is lingering, as if it has life.

This shot did not return, the strange beast roared, the spear was sharp, and the mountains collapsed like a bamboo, almost in an instant, the shot pierced through 49 mountains in Qiqi and directly reached Mo Hai.

"Longshi! Dragon and lion, the ancient beast king! The killing strategy practiced by Qingyun at this step is really extraordinary. He can actually communicate with the ancient beast king and lower his avatar. Although he borrowed a ray of real dragon blood, this killing strategy is definitely a derivation of a supernatural power. Little supernatural powers don't have such great power at all."

But at this moment, facing Bu Qingyun's approaching sharp spear, Mo Hai was terrified. He used all his strength to kill the art of war, and was easily broken by someone like this. At this moment, he could almost feel the cold spear blade in front of him, There was a tearing pain in the flesh of his chest.

When Bu Qingyun got close, he opened and closed his sharp spear, each spear communicated with ancient dragons and lions, the power of dragons and lions, broken mountains and broken mountains, the icy black ice road sealed the void, and the vacuum turned into ice powder and fell down, Every time he took a shot, Namohai took a step back, and after nine nine eighty-one shots, the Xuantu Shenge in his hand finally let out a mournful cry, and was sent flying out.

Bone Changing Second Dragon Realm!
Now, Mo Hai finally sensed Bu Qingyun's true cultivation.

"stop!"

Seeing that Mo Hai was about to fall under the spear, two loud shouts shattered the vacuum in the distance, and the two great elders of Nantianmen came to him.

chant—

Suddenly, a long sword chant sounded, pointing directly at the two elders.

The sound of the sword chant was unremarkable, but it seemed to contain the sound of Dao, and the aura of sharpness flowed with the sound of the sword chant. Outside the Qingyun Sect, many Taoists felt pain in their flesh. At this time, it seemed that there were extremely tiny Dao swords It was hard to imagine what kind of edge the two great elders of the Nantianmen, who were the first to bear the brunt, would bear the brunt of their Taoist bodies being torn apart. (The battle is about to start, fellow swordsmen, pick up your monthly pass sword and stab a few times fiercely. The harder you stab, the more intense the battle will be!)

(End of this chapter)