Reborn Killer Supreme

Chapter 747 The Ultimate Battle (4)

In the end, only Yin Zhiyao was left with her eyes tightly closed, looking for something motionless, and the three people present could clearly sense the mental fluctuations.

"Here we come! The Wall of Hundred Moments!" The god's face suddenly became solemn, and he waved his hand and forcibly pulled Yu Jiujie, who was concentrating on reading Jiujie's life, to his side. A gray and flat wall separated the three of them from Yin Zhiyao Come.

The dust between the cracks of the bricks on the gray-black wall suddenly shook, leaving traces on the faces of the three of them.

"What is Yin Zhiyao comprehending? Why is there such a big movement!" Yu Jiujie sensed Yin Zhiyao's soul fluctuations through the wall in shock, and the bursts of breath made him mistakenly think that it was a god. breath. "What's going on with this burst of mental power? Would a normal saint have such energy?"

Among the three, Wei Shuangjue, who had the weakest mental strength, was already squatting on the ground with his head in his hands, and the constant stabbing pain in his mind made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Yin Zhiyao's guzheng! That guzheng is one of the inheritance of the Spring and Autumn God Sect!" The god, who seemed extremely excited, jumped onto the wall, watching the changes in his beloved daughter intently. "You two, that guzheng was made from the trunk of a big tree planted by the Lord of Spring and Autumn at the source of the long river of time at the back of the Hall of the Lord of Spring and Autumn! The growth of the tree is closely related to the rise and fall of the God Realm. This guzheng was made from a thick branch that was slapped by the big waves rolled up by the long river. This guzheng also has the ability to manipulate the history of all things."

"I really didn't expect that this legendary guzheng would appear here, and in Zhiyao's hands." The god respected the unbearable waves of anger, and his face still couldn't hide his joy.

But Yu Jiujie and Wei Shuangjue could only vaguely guess that what Yin Zhiyao was about to condense was absolutely extraordinary based on the expressions of the gods and the pages of books pouring towards Yin Zhiyao in the sky.

The wind blown up by the pages of the book became stronger and stronger, but the gray stone wall was taken back by the god: "The fluctuation of the soul has stopped, and the book is about to take shape."

The volume of book pages and bamboo slips constantly flying in the space has been reduced by half, and they are slowly floating around Yin Zhiyao.From time to time, a page of the book would stop slowly and stop and straighten on Yin Zhiyao's thick stack of paper.

In the end those pages were gone, and all of them became part of the thick stack of paper.

"It's done." As a piece of blue cloth emerged from the pile of papers and wrapped the entire stack of papers, the cheat book finally finished condensing.

""The Volume of the Long River"...is this the history book of the Spring and Autumn Shenzong? Didn't Zhiyao comprehend her own divine skills?" The impatient deity rushed to check the book that Yin Zhiyao comprehended, but was taken aback by the title Jump. "Why does the record of the Zhenzong artifact of the Spring and Autumn God Sect appear here? Aren't Feng Bamian and Time Changhe doing well in the lower realm?"

Just when the god was puzzled, the communication from Li Hege interrupted his thoughts.

"Shangguan Xiaoyao is invincible against Wuya Wusheng, and needs our support!" Yu Jiujie drew out the Jiujie sword, linked it to the fluttering filament, and shouted to everyone.

……

The robes on Shangguan Xiaoyao's body were already torn, and they fell to the ground with a "boom" on the ground that had already been burned to barren hills by him.

"Brother Xiaoyao!" Li Xiaosheng had already rushed forward, holding Li Hege's short bow in his hand, relying on his own speed to entangle Wuya Wusheng. "Waka!"

Li Hege's figure appeared right after Li Xiaosheng, and he threw out the eight darts in his hands, which instantly transformed into flying lights and fireflies, and penetrated Wuya Wusheng's body in an instant.

At this time, Wuya Wusheng was also covered in wounds, and the long and intense battle made his condition take a turn for the worse, and the injuries all over his body continued to emit bursts of stinging pain.

However, Wuya Martial Saint's half-step God Venerable Realm is destined not to be affected by the two guys at the ninth level of the Holy Realm. In just two divine words, Li Hege and Li Xiaosheng both fell to the ground.

"Old thief Wuya!" But at this time, Yu Jiujie and Wei Shuangjue stabbed at the top of Wuya Martial Saint Heaven with two swords and one sword.

Those four volumes were attacking with supernatural power so Wuya Wusheng didn't dare to bear them head-on, and the figure disappeared in place after a moment of illusion.

"Scatter!" The two people who fell from a high altitude launched a surge of Yuanli face to face, and the strong momentum caused them to fly out respectively.

On the wasteland, only Shangguan Xiaoyao and his friends were left, but Wuya Wusheng was never seen again.

"Shangguan Xiaoyao, are you okay?" Yu Jiujie and Shangguan Xiaoyao leaned on each other, surrounded by everyone.

"It's okay, it didn't hurt the soul, the physical damage was only caused to me." Shangguan Xiaoyao plunged the Xiaoyao sword into the ground, and took out the feather fan again: "Since he doesn't appear, then we will burn the mountain!"

Before the words were finished, flames were already ablaze in Shangguan Xiaoyao's hands, and the fire-colored tornado struck all directions, filling the entire mountain with flames again in a blink of an eye.

"Shangguan Xiaoyao, since you want to die so much, then I will help you first!" The figure of Wuya Martial Saint appeared in front of Shangguan Xiaoyao again. Xiaoyao hit the whip leg, and pulled towards the front door with great power.

"It's now!" Shangguan Xiaoyao didn't move at all, and shouted loudly in the center surrounded by his friends. "The Spring and Autumn Formation! The formation that decides the life and death of all things!"

The group of people surrounding Shangguan Xiaoyao immediately scattered away, standing in all directions, aiming at Martial Saint Wuya and shooting a snake-like elemental force, trapping the meridians of his limbs on the spot.

"The formation of the Divine Sect of Spring and Autumn, Shangguan Xiaoyao, when did you learn it?" Martial Sage Wuya asked with his usual expression, looking at Shangguan Xiaoyao's face close at hand.

However, Shangguan Xiaoyao did not reply to him, his body was gradually wrapped by the solid body of the soul master's battle body, and the tip of his nose disappeared in front of Wuya Wusheng.

"I'll tell you here, old thief Wuya." The voice came from the nine heads of the soul master's battle body. At this time, the soul master's battle body was as tall as Shangguan Xiaoyao, and he was looking straight at Wuya Martial Saint. Said. "The Spring and Autumn Shenzong Kung Fu method I practiced, "Xia Hua Dong Zhuo"."

The plain four words made Wuya Wusheng's face instantly haggard, and his pale face was full of disbelief: "Impossible, I have prepared for so many years! Why did you let you read this secret volume! This book The book is obviously prepared for me, and the Shenzong is obviously mine!"

"Heh, you don't even know the name of the Spring and Autumn God Sect, what are you going to grab from me?" The ninth illusory face of the soul master battle body has gradually solidified and changed, as if something is about to emerge . "What should be yours is naturally yours, what shouldn't be yours, you can't even grab it."

"Shangguan Xiaoyao, when did you start to believe in fate, you are obviously a person against the sky!"

"I don't believe in fate, I am destined to achieve extraordinary things, but you have to believe, Wuya Wusheng; you are just a mortal." Flames gradually rose from the soul master's body, and the white and ethereal Dongzhuo and Qingling The condensed fire in the furnace complements each other, as if the Lord of Time and the Lord of Spring and Autumn reappeared. "But you are destined not to see it, this barren hill is your grave."

The eighteen palms of the soul master's battle body slowly burned, and stretched out towards the immobile Wuya Wusheng.

Then Shangguan Xiaoyao saw a strange smile appearing on Wuya Wusheng's face, and he shouted out vigilantly: "Xiaoba! Yuye, the barrier!"

The sapphire round barrier appeared again, once again enveloping Wuya Wusheng, this time Shangguan Xiaoyao experienced the situation of Yuanli gushing out like a river, without the spirit tree, he could only hold on for a few breaths.

"Leave the formation, everyone disperse, leave this guy to me to deal with!" Shangguan Xiaoyao's Xiaoyao sword fluttered in his hand, cutting off the thin ropes of Yuanli.

Everyone saw Wuya Wusheng who was temporarily trapped changed a lot, each of them ran away in the distance with the strong wind, they knew that they were still here to drag Shangguan Xiaoyao down.

"Shangguan Xiaoyao! If I can't become a god, you can't even think about it!"

Finally, Shangguan Xiaoyao couldn't support Yuye's barrier of time, and waved it away, and he also manipulated the soul master's battle body to retreat quickly.

Wuya Martial Saint's body also started to ignite flames, but everyone couldn't see his body clearly.

"You are already crazy, Wuya Wusheng, you have to consume half of your spirit like this, what can I give you?!" Shangguan Xiaoyao saw at a glance that Wuya Wusheng was burning. The soul that is necessary for human beings to transform into gods has the same characteristics as Wuya Martial Saint General Ignition—deprivation of the law of the lower realm.

Shangguan Xiaoyao pointed his folding fan at Wuya Wusheng, and the fire in the furnace ignited for more than ten feet, stabbing at Wuya Wusheng who could not dodge.

"Do you want to stop me with this ability!?" What made Shangguan Xiaoyao unable to react in time was that Wuya Martial Saint grabbed the flame of the furnace fire with one hand, and the flame of Godhead forcibly blocked the furnace fire, Wuya Martial Saint Still unabated, he slammed into the soul master's battle body.

"Heaven and earth are ashamed!" Shangguan Xiaoyao couldn't resist directly, and activated the newly cooled soul master battle body skill, forcibly pulling the distance between Wuya Wusheng.

The figures of the two demigods disappeared into the valley again, Li Xiaosheng and others stopped their kung fu, and stood on the barren mountain and looked around.

"Those two people, where did they go?" Li Xiaosheng looked around, but he still didn't find Shangguan Xiaoyao and Wuya Wusheng, and suddenly felt a bad smell emerging. "Yu Jiujie, Wei Shuangjue, why hasn't Yin Zhiyao come down yet! Without her ability to detect the terrain, our situation is very disadvantageous!"

"I'm coming! Xiaoyao gave me the direction, and he's there!" Yin Zhiyao formed a beam of light in his hand, and shot towards the northern sky.

(End of this chapter)