Chapter 463 Sword of God

looked at his hand in a stun. The eyes of Cangwu are full of strange colors. There was a little green in the red, and it was indeed the blood in his body.

But what's wrong with this wound? With the protection of this little thousand thunder prison, and the protection of tears and sorrow, no one in Guanglingzong can get close to this body!

Could it be those on-the-side Mahayana monks? Already intervened?

But in this world, except for the few three or five people who fell into the scattered immortals, who can silently approach him?

Not to mention, he injured him unconsciously!

His eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes showed a solemn look, and his right index finger made an extremely simple rune. The purple current around the body suddenly contracted, forming a ten-foot-sized circle. He and tears are sad, and they are all protected in it. The powerful electric current seems to turn into slurry, forming a strong magnetic field beyond the thunderball.

However, at the next moment, Cangwu only felt that his left arm was cold again, his long sleeves were damaged without warning, and a drop of blood overflowed. It was as if there was an invisible blade passing through his left arm.

Tears suddenly came back with awe-inspiring, as if they were looking at the ghost and looking around. He was aware of the injury on Cangwu's body from beginning to end. Once it can be said to be an accident, but twice in a row, it can only be interpreted as having a big enemy on the side.

But this silent five breath, the attack that can directly cross this small thunder prison is too terrible!

"Sad back, don't look for it! This is not Taoism. And I feel that this attack should come from Guangling Mountain. This trip to the northern wilderness seems to be more and more interesting. It turns out that in this world, there can still be an attack that I can't resist."

Cangwu smiled and looked over Nongyi Mountain. Looking into the depths of Guangling Mountain. Two wounds on his body. In an instant, it has healed and closed. Just like when you haven't been injured. The red and green blood also penetrated into his skin again. Even the broken clothes quickly recovered as before.

But in the next moment, the clothes on Cangwu's left shoulder flew with blood again. As before, it is silent. The difference is that this time the wound is bigger and has an inexplicable force, which still remains in the wound and continues to destroy, preventing the wound from healing.

It's just at this moment, Cangwu is not angry but happy. Long laugh out loud.

"So that's it! So that's it! This is the collapse of the law. No wonder I can hardly notice it. But it's so strange! Is it possible to live in this Guangling Sect? There are also Sanxiu here to avoid the heavenly disaster, or there may be a demon king of the fifteenth order, or the monks at the peak of the Mahayana realm?

Just as the words fell, the legs of Cangwu. Once again, a blood line soared without warning. This tearful back is also clear. At the wound of Cangwu, the flesh and blood were not cut by the sharp blade, but directly disintegrated and washed out by the blood in Cangwu's body.

And Cangwu looks like this, Nongyi Mountain and others. It has already been seen in the eyes. It's just that the hearts of several people are even more inexplicable. Although Cangwu means that people are in Guangling Mountain, which can be known to several of them, there is no such person in their sect.

What a Mahayana monk, the fifteenth-level demon king. The scattered immortals, in their ears, are like Arabian Nights. Only it has flown to the vicinity of Guanyun Hall. Duan Muhan, where a spiritual center is located, moved slightly in his heart, and he went down with his sword again and went to the middle hall of the Dharma.

And in this moment, another wound appeared on Cangwu.

This is not the corner of the body. Instead, it went straight through the waist, almost through a hole, and the blood was sprayed everywhere.

On Cangwu's face, there is still a smile as before, and there is a little more understanding and surprise in his eyes. It seems that the guess was wrong, and it was overestimated! It turned out that it was not a Mahayana monk, but the sword of Guangling! Looking at this power, it should be the middle three styles of Guangling's sword. Someone is in this mountain, practicing these three-style stone tricks to attack me"

Tears returned to his body and shook slightly, and he looked in the direction of Guangling Mountain again. He subconsciously raised a strong sense of crisis and wanted to escape from this strange place far away, but the whole space was filled with a force of firmness. With a firm blockade, even if you go all out, you can't break the fragile and fragile space barriers of the past.

His heart was suddenly more ups and downs, and this strange attack method was just enough, even the body of the mythical beast that had been promoted to the top of the twelfth level. It can also be completely blocked in this space. Is this Guangling sword really so powerful?

faintly, he had a little more fear in his heart. Originally, I thought that Cangwu still had some questions about the description of Guangling Sanren Yu Lingxiao. But at this moment, the tears came back with confidence.

If this kind of method that can make Cangwu be hurt unconsciously, it is really the sword of Guangling. Then it is not impossible for Yu Lingxiao to defeat the seven demon kings of Qingzhou with one sword.

On the cold peak, everyone, including Nongyi Mountain. The expression is also highly recommended.

The sword of Guangling? In the sect, who has restored the three types of the Guangling sword? Is it Yue Yu?

Nongyi Mountain needs two magic weapons. The rest of the people also need to co-star in the sword formation, and they can't get out for a while. Gong Zhi didn't just follow Zhan Xue for the time being and pass the Dharma to the middle hall

"A single sword comes out, no one can escape! Hey hey! Sadly, I think you don't have to waste your effort. Once this Guangling sword blocks the world, even I can't escape, let alone you?"

A wound suddenly pierced his right arm. Cangwu raised his eyebrows, and then his face did not change his face. He focused on the huge stone hall above the clouds of the cold water. He shook his head and said, "Do you know that this Guangling Sword, among the demon kings and Mahayana monks ten thousand years ago, there is a Directly controlling the law of heaven and earth makes my body collapse. This is the truth of Guangling's sword! It's not the use, it's not the fusion and generation of those witch gods, but the complete control

Tears were shocked again. This time, I only felt that my scalp was numb. And then, Cangwu whispered, "It's just this manipulation of God's will to attack me, how can it not be eaten back by God's will?" Besides, this is similar to the control method of Guangling Sword. Although I don't have it, I don't have this lock rule. But you can also try your best to do it!"

While talking, Cangwu waved a strong demon power, and actually pulled out a large ball of blood directly from his wound. Then follow. This blood is actually in front of Cangwu. A small spiritual array was formed. The purple current around the body escaped into it little by little.

And the tears next to this moment are the most touching. I only feel the well-known strange sense of crisis. It is fading away. And the spiritual array cast by the blood of Cangwu obviously feels so abrupt. In the perception of tears and sadness, the spiritual array and the surrounding environment are unexpectedly harmonious and harmonious, as if integrated with the whole world.

Then the next moment, a white light suddenly flashed in Cangwu's chest, but the wound caused was small and negligible.

And in Cangwu's eyes, there was a trace of suspicion. This wound was once again beyond his expectation.

It's just a pity. Whether it is his Hu Zhi or his vision, when he touches the stone hall, he is completely blocked. I can't see the inside situation clearly.

In the middle hall of the transmission, Duan Muhan was at a loss. She had already guessed that the person who injured Cangwu was Yue Yu, but she was far from expected that when she returned to the Dharma Hall, she would see that Yue Yu was in such a miserable situation!

The teenager in front of him was actually shrouded in a layer of blue light and shadow. The 150 patterns in the Chuanfa Hall slowly and continuously revealed a lot of cyan lights, converging on Yue Yu. It formed the image of a handsome young Taoist.

But Yue Yu, who is in this light and shadow, has completely turned into a bloody man! There are amazing wounds on the face, waist and arms. And the position is almost the same as that of Cangwu in the air! It's just that the wound is much deeper, and the body is almost full of blood!

Zhan Xue shed tears, carried the white emperor sword, and uninterruptedly instilled witchcraft power into Yue Yu's body, but it had no effect at all, so it could only prevent the wound from getting worse.

But even if he was injured like this, Yue Yu was still waving his sword with all his strength. With the sword style that is far away from the conventional swordsmanship, it runs to the extreme, but an amazing wound appeared on Yue Yu's chest again.

Duan Muhan's heart was slightly painful, so he wanted to go up to stop it. However, the snow behind Yue Yu, then a dodging figure, stood in front of her.

Duan Muhan suddenly raised his eyebrows and said, "Get away!"

Zhan Xue's expression was a grievance. He nodded first, and then shook it violently. Duan Muhan began to be puzzled, and finally looked carefully at the anxious and struggling look in Zhan Xue's eyes, and it gradually became clear.

"The soul of Cher is controlled by me, and I can only listen to my order!"

Yue Yu casually explained, and then laughed miserably: "I can't manipulate God's will now. Even we can only use the power left by the ancestor in this teaching hall to station this tomb-producing sword. Naturally, it will be counterattacked by the power of heaven and earth!"

His words fell, and Gong Zhi had arrived and landed outside the door of the hall. Suddenly, with a look of disbelief, he looked at the blue light and shadow outside Yue Yu: "This seems to be my ancestor?"

Yue Yu had no chance to pay attention to it for a while. He only continued to probe the spiritual knowledge into the outside of Guangling.

was shrouded in the blue light and shadow left by Yu Lingxiao. He not only felt that he was full of mana, but also stationed in the fourth type of Guangling's sword, which was much easier, and the power of soul knowledge. It has also been enhanced. Even if you don't have to look at it. You can also find out the situation on the other side of Cangwu. The law of locking?

The consciousness focused on the blood array for a moment, and Yue Yu sneered. If only by this means. It can resist the sword of Guangling. Then this set of swords does not deserve to be evaluated by him as a sword that should not exist in the world!

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