Wanhua Immortal Road

Chapter 135 The best magic weapon
"Boom!" In an instant, the towering flames swallowed the sword light, and the layer of pale green spiritual fire was swallowed by the crimson flame almost without any resistance. Burning also lost its original power.

Not only that, but the crimson flame came straight to Deng Zhilong after devouring the sword light!

"Impossible! Spiritual fire! You actually have a natal spiritual fire! Impossible!"

Every Foundation Establishment cultivator would look incredible when he saw that Li Xiuxian possessed the natal spirit fire, and this Deng Zhilong was no exception!
"Oh? Natal Spirit Fire!" Jian Chen, who was surrounded by Moyunmen, had an admiring look in his eyes.

"I can't keep this son, you go and kill him!" Xue Wuya's expression changed, he could have the natal spirit fire with the cultivation base of the qi training period, even he himself couldn't do it.

The strangeness of Li Xiuxian's body has already made this up-and-coming star of the devil's way deeply afraid, so he must kill him first and then hurry up!
"Jian said that the six of you cannot leave until Brother Li's battle is over!" Jian Chen snorted coldly.

"Jian Chen, when did you become so arrogant, this young master will fight you hard today!" The blood-red bone erosion was already in his hand.

"Go quickly, kill this kid first anyway, and I will block Jian Chen!" Xue Wuya snorted coldly.

"Yes! Young Master!" Although it would be embarrassing for five of them to kill a Qi cultivator, they had to obey Xue Wuya's order.

Jian Chen snorted coldly: "Jian said that none of the six of you can go!"

With a shocking sword strike, the five people who had just set off were blocked back by this sword light, and they looked at Jian Chen, who was alone with only one sword, in horror!
"Jian Chen, do you really think you are invincible?" Xue Wuya stabbed up with the bone erosion, and the five foundation-builders also attacked Li Xiuxian in different directions.

"Invincible under heaven?" A disdainful smile appeared on Jian Chen's face, the divine sword Chuuxue in his hand blocked Xue Wuya's bone erosion, and he slapped the storage bag with his left hand, instantly five white rainbows flew towards the five foundation cultivators go!

"Ding! Ding!"

The foundation-building cultivators of Moyunmen didn't move too slowly, they sacrificed their magical weapons one after another to block the white rainbow in front of them!
"Chuixue!" Xue Wuya exclaimed when he saw Bai Hong being blocked.

The gleaming white sword body has no decoration at all, isn't this the blowing snow in Jianchen's hand?
Xue Wuya looked in disbelief at Fuxue who was intertwined with his bone erosion, and Chuuxue in Jianchen's hand was obviously trapped by his bone erosion, so what are those five gleaming long swords?
"Who told you that Chuuxue is just one?" Jian Chen sneered, and the Chuuxue in his hand violently pushed away Xue Wuya's bone erosion. Cultivator Ki block it!
"Impossible! How could a Hunyuan Qizong refine so many high-grade magic weapons!" Xue Wuya roared frantically.

"It's sad!" Jian Chen's eyes were full of contempt, and a white glow flashed across Chuuxue's body and hit Xue Wuya's body!
But this white sword light was swallowed by the blood light on Xue Wuya's body!

"Jian Chen, so what if you have six high-grade magic weapons? You will never be able to break through the bloody light protecting my body!" Xue Wuya sneered.

"You will only hide under this layer of tortoise shell!" Jian Chen said disdainfully.

"you……"

A blood-colored small cauldron suddenly appeared in the air, and it continued to grow in size, reaching the size of a mountain in an instant.

Xue Wuya unknowingly used the blood prison cauldron, intending to use this blood prison cauldron to shock Jian Chen to death!
Jian Chen looked at the ever-growing blood prison cauldron above his head, and could not help but be moved by the terrifying power on the blood prison cauldron. Even a monk in the late stage of foundation establishment would die if he was hit by such a terrifying power, and this There is actually a kind of power on the blood prison cauldron faintly restraining his actions, even if he can escape, his speed will be greatly weakened, and he can only be smashed into a pulp by this blood prison cauldron in the end!

"It's no wonder that some foundation-builder cultivators were crushed to death by you, so they relied on this gravity circle!" Jian Chen snorted coldly.

"So what? There are [-] earth-type gravity circles on this blood prison cauldron. Unless you are a monk of alchemy, there is no way to escape!" Xue Wuya snorted coldly.

Although this gravitational circle is not omnipotent, a talented monster like the little monkey can rely on its own strength to resist the Blood Prison Cauldron, but this is just an example, Xue Wuya doesn't think Jian Chen will have such kind of strange power.

Facing the attack like Mount Tai, Jian Chen just sighed slightly, clapped with one hand, and dozens of white rainbows flew out of the storage bag again, counting them carefully, it was exactly thirty!
Xue Wuya frowned. If these thirty white awns were magical artifacts of the same level as the blowing snow in Jianchen's hands, then the number of high-grade magical artifacts in Jianchen's hands would be a terrifying level. I am afraid that the entire Yizhou None of the sects have so many high-grade instruments!
"If Master didn't wear this Chuuxue on me, it would really take a lot of trouble today!" Jian Chen sighed slightly, only to see that the thirty white rainbows were all around Jian Chen's side!

"Condensation!" Jian Chen yelled lightly, these dozens of white rainbows actually condensed into one body with Chuuxue in Jian Chen's hand!
"Om!" The Blood Prison Cauldron's attack suddenly came to a halt!
Just the coercion that emanates is so powerful, what is the origin of the magic weapon in Jian Chen's hand?

This was almost a common question in the hearts of the monks present. Even Li Xiuxian and Deng Zhilong couldn't help but stop their hands and look at the long sword in Jianchen's hand.

"Excalibur Chuuxue!" Jian Chen smiled slightly.

Counting the 36 handles in Jianchen's hands, they are the treasures of Hunyuan Qizong - the Excalibur Chuuxue!
Just to what extent is the power of the Excalibur Fubuki formed by 36 high-grade magic weapons?
Xue Wuya didn't know, neither did Deng Zhilong and Lu Fanfeng, not even Jian Chen!
"Slash!" An extremely normal sword light slashed from Chuuxue's body.

"Crack!" A crack appeared on the Blood Prison Cauldron at the moment of contact, and the mountain-like Blood Prison Cauldron was shattered by this sword!
"Bang Dang!" The Blood Prison Cauldron, which was severely injured by this piece, instantly returned to its original size, and fell heavily to the ground.

Everyone knew that this high-grade magic weapon was useless, and even if it could be repaired, it would not be able to exert its former power!

How powerful is it to cripple a high-grade magic weapon with a single strike? Who else in Yizhou can compete with Jian Chen!
Seeing the Blood Prison Cauldron that fell to the ground and turned into a pile of scrap iron, Xue Wuya's face was extremely ugly. He could not be afraid of Jian Chen, but the Chuuxue in Jian Chen's hand, whose whole body was covered in white light, had to make him afraid , this sword is too terrifying!
"Extreme magic weapon!" Xue Wuya burst out these four words from his throat with difficulty.

These four words are like a bolt from the blue in the hearts of the monks. The top-grade magic weapon is only a legendary existence, and everyone just regards it as a legend. Top-grade magic weapons are extremely rare in Yizhou, let alone the top-grade magic weapon that only exists in legends. Magical artifact.

But who can smash a high-grade magic weapon with a single sword except the top-grade magic weapon!
If you ask which is the strongest sect in Yizhou, some people may say Hunyuan Qizong, and some people may say Moyunmen, one side is the leader of the righteous way, and the other side is the giant of the magic way.But if you ask which sect in Yizhou has the longest history, Hunyuanyi Qizong is the well-deserved number one.Tracing its history, it can even be traced back to ancient times!

"What a Hunyuan Qizong, who actually hides so deeply!" Xue Wuya snorted coldly.

"It's not as good as your Moyunmen's forbearance!" Jian Chen sneered.

Lu Fanfeng swallowed hard: "Brother, what should we do?"

When they saw the Chuuxue in Jianchen's hands, they knew that they were completely at a disadvantage today. The divine sword Chuuxue in Jianchen's hands could cut even a high-grade magic weapon, let alone a middle-grade magic weapon in their hands!
"Li Daoyou, we were wrong this time, why don't we just stop here?" The situation was stronger than others, facing Jian Chen's dominance, even Lu Fanfeng had to bow his head.

"Give it up?" Li Xiuxian sneered.

"After seeing so many secrets of mine, you still want to leave alive?" Li Xiuxian smiled ferociously!
Deng Zhilong's face changed: "Could it be that you want to kill them all!"

"So what? You asked for all of this!" Li Xiuxian snorted coldly, and the Seven Star Shocking Thunder Sword in his hand was replaced by the Haotian Excalibur!

"Come back!" Li Xiuxian shouted suddenly, Shura instantly turned into a black light and rushed towards Li Xiuxian, submerged in the Hundred Souls Banner in Li Xiuxian's hand!

Deng Zhilong was stunned for a moment, he didn't understand why Li Xiuxian called Shura back suddenly.

Li Xiuxian poured mana continuously into the Hundred Souls Banner, the wind was bleak, hundreds of ghosts floated out of it, and then condensed into a bloody skull.Li Xiao screamed like an opponent and rushed over.

With Shura stationed in the Hundred Souls Banner, the power of the Hundred Souls Banner is already extraordinary. Around the skull, there are still nine groups of dark green will-o'-the-wisps spinning non-stop.

A stern look flashed in Deng Zhilong's eyes when he saw the skeleton transformed from the ghost.He opened his mouth and sprayed a ball of energy onto the shield, and the blue light around his body suddenly burned like a fire.

"Sick!" Deng Zhilong uttered the truth, and saw countless small flames circling and tangling, converging into a pillar of fire as thick as a bowl and falling towards the young man.

Seeing this scene, Li Xiuxian's expression remained unchanged.His face was still full of silence.

But his pupils contracted slightly, and he took a deep breath. The spiritual power in his body gushed out like a river bursting its embankment, and streams of fiery red spiritual power poured into the Hundred Souls Banner.

"Roar!" The blood-colored skeleton roared towards the pillar of fire.

"Boom!" The cyan pillar of fire exploded as soon as it touched the bloody skull, and the bloody skull composed of hundreds of innocent souls was immediately blown into powder.

But the nine groups of dark green will-o'-the-wisps avoided the blue flames and went straight to Deng Zhilong!
"Bang bang bang!"

The dark green will-o'-the-wisp kept hitting the blue light on Deng Zhilong's body.

"Pfft!" A series of explosions actually blasted Qing Guang open a gap!
"Impossible!" Deng Zhilong shouted in shock, the blue light on his body was broken so easily.

Li Xiuxian nodded in satisfaction with the power of the nine will-o'-the-wisps. The power of the hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-spirited banner immediately rose several levels after being stationed by Shura, and it was even comparable to a high-grade magic weapon.

Since Shura couldn't fly, he was at a disadvantage when fighting the Foundation Establishment cultivator, so Li Xiuxian simply put Shura into the Hundred Soul Banner to strengthen the Hundred Soul Banner's power.Sure enough, with one blow, Deng Zhilong suffered a small loss!
"You are courting death!" Deng Zhilong roared angrily.

After seeing Jian Chen's formidable strength, he already had the idea of ​​retreating, and bowed his head to Li Xiuxian to admit his mistake as a foundation cultivator, but Li Xiuxian didn't know good from bad, and even tried to kill him in vain.The clay figurine is still a bit angry, let alone a proud foundation-builder monk.

"Boom!" Li Xiuxian didn't answer Deng Zhilong, a fiery red light appeared on the Haotian Sword in his hand!
"Spiritual fire!" Deng Zhilong's face changed greatly. He had already experienced the power of Li Xiuxian's natal spiritual fire once, and he didn't dare to underestimate it. A light green flame burst out from the Green Phoenix Sword. Constantly rising, the Green Phoenix Sword was almost swallowed by the flame holder!

(End of this chapter)