Immortal Tribulation

Chapter 117

At this moment, Ziying is completely different from her usual appearance, bright golden lights are constantly shooting out from every part of her body, she is like a magic weapon out of its scabbard.

The master of Yin-Yang Sect's expression changed drastically, and he said: "I didn't expect you to have practiced the legendary lost magic formula. Sword 23 has already reached the point where human and sword are united. Okay, then let me use the Yin-Yang Jue to learn from the last page. , Let's see how powerful the legendary magic formula is!"

"The heaven and the earth first opened, and the yin and yang changed!"

The master of the Yin-Yang sect shouted loudly, and the whole space dimmed instantly. The world seemed to be plunged into eternal darkness, and a powerful aura that looked down on the world came out from the darkness.

"Yin Yang Forbidden Art, the door took the initiative to use the last page!"

A disciple of the Yin Yang Sect trembled, his lips trembling.

"What, what last page?"

The cultivator next to him didn't know what was going on. Seeing this scene, he immediately asked him when he heard what this disciple said.

"Last page, last page, run, run!"

The man murmured, stood up quickly, and fled towards the distance. Although the others didn't understand why, seeing his frightened look, they immediately followed his footsteps.

"Purple Poppy"

Tianfan clenched his fist tightly, his fingers turned white.

Endless darkness enveloped everything, as if the master of the Yin-Yang Sect had opened the gate of the Demon Realm, the sky and the earth were filled with darkness, the demonic clouds surged, the land within a radius of ten miles was completely broken, and all the broken stones and debris floated towards the sky.

"boom……"

At the end of the world, suddenly there was a flash of lightning, pale and pale, giving people an extremely depressing feeling, like a huge boulder weighing on the heart.

The more Tianfan looked at it, the more frightened he became, and the more he looked, the more anxious he became. The aura exuded by the Yinyang Sect Master at this moment is really too compelling, like a mountain like a mountain, unshakable.

In the endless dark devilish energy, a group of bright golden light is like the first light when the universe first opened. It is the only light in the darkness. Within three feet, there was no yin and yang aura. When the dark mist met the golden glow outside Ziying's body, it melted quickly like ice meeting fire.

Where there is light, there is darkness, and where there is darkness, there must be light. There is always a balance between heaven and earth. At this moment, the relationship between the two is in such a state, and no one can do anything to the other.

This was a silent duel. Around the two of them, all the gravel in a radius of tens of miles was turned into fly ash. Circles of energy winds radiated from the two of them. The void was about to crack, and the ground below was constantly shaking. Breaking, the rumbling sound continued to spread around, as if the end of the world was coming.

Tianfan kept retreating, there was no place for him to stand here. Although the two of them didn't move, it was more terrifying than moving. The powerful energy destroys everything.

"boom……"

A loud bang exploded from the middle of that person, and the master of the Yin-Yang sect moved quickly, waving the Yin-Yang sword with his left hand, and a red iron chain appeared in his right hand. This is the chain of the gods, the power of the law. People in the Hunyuan Secret Realm will not feel good either.

"Damn old man!"

Above Zi Ying's head, a golden glow erupted, and a golden sword array emerged, with an unknown number of ancient swords inserted into it, all trembling at this moment.

"Om..."

Powerful sword cries continued to come from above Zi Ying's head. She gave a soft shout, and the mysterious sword array above her head shone with majesty. The sword pillar pierced through the sky, all the clouds within a hundred miles were shattered, a vortex was formed in the sky, and a lot of spiritual energy drifted towards here.

"boom"

With the strongest blow, all the countless black magic fog above the sky dissipated and regained clarity. The body of the master of the Yin Yang sect trembled a little, and the hand holding the sword was a little pale. Ziying on the opposite side was much better, but his face was a little pale .

In an extremely powerful battle, Ziying has the upper hand.

Tian Fan stared blankly at the dusty figure in the air, with fluttering purple clothes and fluttering black silk, as nimble as a butterfly.

"Hooho..."

In front of Tianfan's chest, the pervert Xiaohua poked out a small head, and now her mouth grew bigger and she cried out, cheering for her master, Ziying.

"Shut up the pervert!"

Tianfan slapped him down with a slap, making the little tiger roar at him again and again, a pair of claws grabbed his chest fiercely, Tianfan immediately picked him up, and threw him out with a swish. The little guy was in a hurry, he yelled, and jumped directly onto Tianfan's head, a pair of little tiger claws grabbed his hair firmly.

The master of the Yin-Yang Sect pointed at Zi Ying with the Yin-Yang sword, and said angrily, "Little girl, get down!"

"Why, why don't you go down by yourself!"

Zi Ying said angrily.

"You! Hmph, for the sake of your father, I don't care about you. If I leave now, I will act as if nothing happened. Otherwise, don't blame the Yin-Yang sword in my hand for not being sympathetic!"

The Yin-Yang Sect Master said coldly.

"Damn old man, even more stubborn than those old antiques in my family. I told you that you can't beat me, why didn't you listen! You better go back, I won't let you hurt Xiao Tiantian!"

"Okay, okay, if that's the case, then don't blame me!"

The Yin-Yang Gate is the main path, and on the Yin-Yang Sword in his hand, black and white flows flow.

"chi"

A ray of jet-black light emanated from the Yin-Yang sword and turned into a black divine sword, like a dragon wagging its tail. The tip of the sword was the dragon's head, the hilt was the dragon's power, and the inscriptions were like the scales of the black dragon.

"boom……"

The powerful divine power, the black awn that covers the sky, and the black dragon formed by the yin and yang sword energy look up to the sky and scream, like a dzi bead, the white brilliance is like a shadow, as if flying through the clouds, and the majestic pressure descends on this place. The power of the Yin-Yang Sword is unimaginable. This is a true magic weapon, a peerless weapon that has killed people in the Mystic Realm of Returning to Immortals.

Tian Fan's heart raised his voice, the Yin-Yang Sword was too powerful, he was worried that Zi Ying wouldn't be able to handle it.

Facing the charging black dragon, Ziying's expression remained unchanged, and she swung forward gently. A golden sword emerged from the golden sword formation above her head, like the king of ten thousand swords. There was a melodious sound of swords, and in the endless distance, the blades of all the practitioners trembled, as if they were worshiping the emperor, the golden divine sword brilliance, and cut down with a sky-shattering force.

"boom……"

The big black dragon was shattered, turned into black lights and scattered, and the master of the Yin-Yang sect was also shocked back a few steps. He finally changed his color: "That is, why is the soldier soul of that sword with you!"

"Old man, what's the matter, I said you are no match, I am tired and don't want to fight anymore!"

Zi Ying said, clapping her hands, her figure instantly disappeared above the sky, and the next moment appeared next to Tian Fan, pulling Tian Fan who was in a daze and walking outside.

"stop!"

The master of the Yin-Yang Sect appeared and blocked Ziying's way.

"What the hell do you want, old man!"

"You can go, but he can't!"

The master of the Yin-Yang sect's eyes were cold, and the Yin-Yang sword pointed at Tian Fan.

"Yin and Yang are immortal, your son is ignorant, insidious, despicable, and shameless. I am doing justice for the heavens. My Buddha is merciful. I think it is not easy for you to practice. You should go home quickly!"

Tian Fan said solemnly, making Zi Ying beside him laugh out loud, and even the pervert Xiao Hua on his head covered his mouth with a small paw.

Everyone in the distance stared blankly at this combination of a man and a woman, and their mouths couldn't even close together. It's his uncle who killed someone else's son so arrogantly. Why should I be merciful? Why didn't your uncle kill so many people just now? Saying this, now he actually taught his son and his father a lesson, dizzy.

The face of the master of the Yin-Yang Sect was ashen, his body was trembling with Qi, and the Yin-Yang Sword let out a loud sword cry, and the black and white brilliance was tens of times stronger at once, and he could see a faint Yin-Yang diagram emerge as promised, and he didn't want to say anything , directly slashed at Tianfan with a sword.

"Stinky old man, don't force this girl!"

Zi Ying sacrificed the golden divine plate above her head to block the divine light, but the Yin-Yang sword was too terrifying, and I don't know who made it, so the golden divine plate shook for a while, and the golden light flashed It dimmed down.

"He must die today, you can't save him!"

The master of the Yin-Yang Sect spoke coldly, with icy eyes flashing. He raised the Yin-Yang sword in his hand, and struck forward again. This time, it was even more terrifying. The jet-black divine light turned into a divine phoenix. Its left side was pitch black, and its right side was snow-white. It is as if it has been dyed with paint, as weird as it is, but it is like this, but it exudes bursts of yin and yang and death.

"That is, the soul of the Yin-Yang Sword!"

"Why did the sect master create it all, what happened!"

Tian Fan's expression changed drastically, he blocked Zi Ying without even thinking about it, the black and white phoenix was so terrifying, he could hardly even stand upright now.

Zi Ying was stunned, then whispered: "It's okay, Xiao Tiantian, he can't hurt us."

"Ow..."

A golden sword array emerged above Ziying's head, and the king's sword turned into a golden dragon, which uttered a sky-shattering roar, surging with heaven and earth spiritual energy, and slammed into the flying black and white phoenix.

"puff……"

Blood splattered in the sky, the master of the Yin-Yang sect backed away, with a look of incomparable horror in his eyes, the golden dragon instantly shattered the black and white phoenix, and flew towards the master of the Yin-Yang sect without any tendency to stop.

"Oops, I can't stop!"

Zi Ying yelled.

"Sect Master!"

The disciples of Yin Yang Sect screamed in panic.

"boom……"

Suddenly an old figure appeared beside the master of the Yin-Yang Sect, and with a wave of his hand, the golden dragon flew out. He gently raised his right hand, looked a little dazed, and said in an inaudible voice: "This is it? Does that thing really exist?"

"Master, Master!"

Let all the petrified things appear, and when the master of the Yin Yang sect saw the old man, he knelt down directly.

"Master? Master!"

"The previous generation of Yin-Yang sect master!"

Everyone looked at each other in astonishment, this old man turned out to be the master of the Yin Yang sect of the previous generation, he was definitely a person from Guixian Secret Realm, didn't it mean that he had been dead for many years, why did he jump out now.

"Master, my child was killed by them, please make the decision for me!"

"stand up……"

The old man said lightly, and raised his palm lightly, the Yin-Yang sect master who was kneeling on the ground was immediately lifted up by a soft force. The old man took a step forward slowly, without any fluctuation of divine power, but let the sky Fan and Ziying took a step back, and a strong aura came towards them, making them unable to resist.

(End of this chapter)