Chapter 1095 Sword Kill the Demon God, Tower Spirit

This kind of pressure is not only felt by the immortal-level monks, but also by some golden immortals who are watching the battle in the dark. Moreover, in comparison, they feel deeper.

However, this is not the power of Huangquan Demon God, which transcends the existence of Jinxian, but an essential nobility. What oppresses them is their most fundamental will, so it is inevitable.

Jin Xianzhen can't be exempted. Zhong Yuan is naturally no exception. At that moment, Zhong Yuan's mind even flashed with the idea that he was willing to die under the Huangquan Demon God. Fortunately, his will was extremely firm, and in an instant, he wiped out this idea into the invisible.

At this moment, the Huangquan demon god flew to Zhong Yuan's front, waved his hand, like a canopy, covering down.

"Ball in the yellow spring, die in the yellow spring, and everything is dead!"

When it was, hula--, dense, endless dim yellow light fell down, like a torrential rain, without a single gap.

In the face of such power, Zhong Yuan still has no intention of retreating at all. His figure is still firmly nailed to the same place, and his body is straight, like a strong ancient pine. Even if he is beaten by the wind and rain, he still stands tall.

I only saw that Zhong Yuan was not in a hurry. He stretched out his right hand and made a move in the air. The black sword on his back came out of the sheath. The color was dark, round and there was no front, and the top was sharp. It looked very ordinary. However, after Zhong Yuan held the sword in his hand, he did not hesitate at all, that is, time, he got up, waved the sword with his right hand, and chopped it fiercely towards the sky.

"Sneer--"

A crisp sound. The dim yellow rain curtain was easily cut by a dark edge that suddenly burst out on the black sword, and the power was not reduced at all, like a broken bamboo. Continue to move forward, and soon, break through to the giant palm of the Huangquan Demon God.

"Sneer--"

With another soft sound, the Huangquan Demon God's huge dustpan was covered with the palms of dragon scales. It was cut off by your swordsmanship.

Even so, the fullness of the sword spirit has not been completely worn out, and it is still a little left, deeply penetrated into the body of the Huangquan Demon God.

At this time, Zhong Yuan also rose to the sky along the road cut by his parents' sword. It is tied with the demon god of Huangquan.

This Huangquan demon god didn't seem to expect that his own thunder strike would get such a result. So, at this moment. Huangquan Demon God did not use other ** to counterattack.

Such an opportunity, Zhong Yuan will naturally not miss it. At that time, the long sword shook and cut directly at the neck of the Huangquan Demon God.

The sword has not arrived yet. The sword spirit swept out, only a sword, the huge head of Huangquan Demon God. Then it rolled down, and in the middle of the air, it turned into a pool of faint Yellow River water and sprinkled down. Immediately after that, the huge body of the Huangquan Demon God also collapsed. Return to the dim Yellow River and pour it down.

"This is the real water of the Huangquan River. Except for the king's vein of Pima, there is no way for any other royal vein to attract the appearance of the Huangquan River. We can't see this good thing even if we want to see it. Now that we see it, we can't waste it!" A Jin Xianzhen saw this. At the moment, he secretly pinched a formula. At that time, the Huangquan River, which fell to the ring, disappeared silently and disappeared without any left.

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"How could this happen? Huangquan Holy Law, but it is the most powerful method in the clan, is it difficult to be a sword? Looking at the situation, he turned against the "I am also crazy cow" in an instant, and Xuan Yan really couldn't accept it.

As soon as the endless years came, I don't know how many secret methods have been discovered and created by the King of Pima, but it is the three gates that really make them respect the world. One door is the divine knife of the heavenly track, which is famous for its exquisite skills. It is known that under a knife, no one can stop it. The other is one of the supreme magic methods of tempering the body without destroying the golden body. When it is cultivated to the top, it can compete with the supreme treasure. There is really nothing to hurt. The last door is Spirit, fight for yourself.

Huangquan is part of the six-way reincarnation system of the whole underworld. All living things will return to Huangquan after death, wash away their previous lives, and be reincarnated.

The demon god of Huangquan is the god born naturally in Huangquan. He is full-timely responsible for [town] those monks who have high self-sustaining magical power and want to escape from the washing of Huangquan without the slightest erosion. They can directly be born with Suhui. In fact, he is so powerful that he does not endorse himself. In particular, the essence of nobility, no matter who it is, must be suppressed by nature, and it is difficult to give full play to their cultivation.

Xuan Yan thought that as soon as his Huangquan demon god came out, the overall situation was bound to be settled. Unexpectedly, not only his purpose was not achieved, but the Huangquan demon god was also abruptly beheaded.

This chopping is not an ordinary chopping, because the ordinary chopping is not very effective for Huangquan Demon God. It's easy to condense again. However, Zhong Yuan's blow directly cut off the spirituality of the Huangquan Demon God and completely exterminated it.

This is the first wisp of innate killing, the terrible of the invisible sword spirit of Taichu, which destroys all vitality.

In fact, if possible, Zhong Yuan did not want to use this Taichu invisible sword, but there was nothing he could feel that the power wielded by the Huangquan Demon God had touched the barrier of the golden fairy's power, and the power was infinite.

Zhong Yuan, of course, there is no way to fight against it. His white elephant Zhantianquan, if he uses the six reincarnation bonus, he also has the power to touch the golden fairy barrier. However, the bonus of the six reincarnations is almost Zhong Yuan's signboard, and it seems a little inappropriate to use it openly.

Therefore, Zhong Yuan used the Taichu invisible sword. This supreme sword of the top treasure level, but Zhong Yuan has no hidden meaning. Because in the past, when the Shura army hit the Demon Slayer City and attacked the ten-fold killing array, there were many golden immortals who subdued the treasure-level Taichu invisible sword and left. Therefore, this is not afraid to be clear.

He cut off the Huangquan Demon God with one sword. Zhong Yuan did not hesitate at all. Immediately, Jin Peng's vertical and horizontal method secretly spread, waved his sword again, and chopped at Xuan Yan.

Xuan. There is still something in my heart that hasn't recovered. A sharp and unparalleled sharpness comes to me. Xuanqi, I can't think much about it at the moment. In a hurry, his body disappeared and he disappeared into the void.

"Do you think you can avoid it in this way?" Zhong Yuan sneered, clenched his left hand into a claw, and gently grabbed it. In time, a mass of almost invisible light condensed in his hand, and after a moment, it turned into a thunderbolt. This thunder is the thunder of the void.

With a wave of hand, the thunder of the void exploded in the void at that time, instantly. Xuan's figure makes it easy for the shape to flash in the void. However, it is obvious that the surroundings are empty and distorted. It has crossed a lot of space.

However, Zhong Yuan didn't care. As soon as he raised the long sword in his hand, he immediately chopped it down. At that time, the sword spirit, which was as thin as hair, was directly penetrated. In an instant, he broke through the barrier of the force of more than a dozen forces in space and cut towards Xuan.

Xuan at this time. However, there was no panic or dodge. Obviously, after such a buffer, he had completely regained his original self-confidence.

He danced with his hands, like wearing a butterfly. Dancing, the palm of the hand changes. Endless fingerprints are condensed, and in an instant, tens of millions of fingerprints are combined into one. At that time, his whole body bloomed with an incomparable golden brilliance. Against this brilliance, a colorful light rose from the top door, and the void condensed into a nine-story pagoda.

This tower is not a magic weapon, but like the celestial wheel, Xuan Yan's own real name is the true seed of magic power.

Although the methods of the three major towns in the vein of Pima are strong, there are not many that can really be cultivated. Xuan Yurao thought that he had unlimited talent, and he was just the first weight of the heavenly track god knife and the Huangquan holy method. He just realized some fur, not even Xiaocheng. However, even so, it also caused a lot of trouble for Zhong Yuan.

Xuanxuan's own real background is one of the second-class magical power - Qianguang Glass Tower!

This thousand-light glazed tower is a magic power combined with a thousand kinds of small magic power, like a magic power array, which can be attacked and defended, can be [town] pressed, can be sealed, can be strangled,... In a word, the means are infinite, and almost everything the monk needs can be achieved.

Because of this, the cultivation of this thousand-light glazed pagoda is very difficult. In the endless magic power of the king's vein, in addition to the magic power of the three major towns, the difficulty of cultivation ranks second, second only to the Silent God Bell.

Xuan, it is precisely because this divine power has been condensed into the true seed of the real name of the divine power that he has a great position in the tenth king's vein as the son of a concubine.

Because once the magical power of the Shura clan is condensed into the true seed of the real name, it can be branded in the blood and passed on to the offspring.

Of course, it does not mean that future offspring can master some peerless magical power as soon as they are born, but that with this brand, it will be much easier to practice this magical power.

There is no doubt that this is of great benefit to the growth of the whole ethnic group. Because if this family of children is prosperous, there may be countless more strong people in the ethnic group.

Zhong Yuan pretended to be the Zhen She, because he condensed the celestial god wheel into the true seed of his real name, so his status in the clan has been greatly improved. Otherwise, he is still at the bottom.

Xuanxuan's Qianguang Glass Tower manifested, that is, time, and then hit the peerless edge of Zhong Yuanzhan.

"When--"

A sound of golden iron sounded, and Zhong Yuan's sword light was completely shattered. However, it also left a deep sword mark on the flawless tower.

"Huh?"

"What?"

In such a situation, Zhong Yuan and Xuan Yan couldn't help but be surprised.

Zhong Yuan was surprised because of the sword light he urged. Although it was not as sharp as the body of the invisible sword of Taichu, there was nothing to cut under the golden fairy. However, this sword did not have the ability to cut through the pagoda condensed by Xuan's magic power.

And Xuan Qian's shock is far above Zhong Yuan. As a practitioner of Qianguang Glass Tower, Xuanqian really knows more about this magic. He deeply knew that although the pagoda he had achieved had not broken the golden fairy barrier above the level of power, its essence had steadily crossed the level of the golden fairy.

According to the magic weapon, the essence of this thousand-light glazed pagoda is already a treasure.

A sword light stimulated by a fairy can leave a sword mark on his thousand-light glazed tower so easily, and there is only one possibility that it can be recovered in a short time. That is, the long sword in Zhong Yuan's hand is not an ordinary treasure, at least it should have a middle-grade level.

This cognition, unconsciously, made the fire of jealousy in Xuan's heart burn brightly, roasting his heart and suffering incomparably.

There is nothing we can do. The Shura clan is not a race that is good at refining magic weapons. With the root of the human race, who is good at refining magic weapons, the golden fairy monks are still unable to popularize a treasure, let alone the Shura family. Xuan Yan himself has nothing. The best in him is just a great spiritual treasure.

The best spiritual treasure, against other monks, naturally has no problem and looks extremely powerful. However, there is no doubt that the match against Zhong Yuan is not qualified at all.

In Xuan's view, such a non-top ten royal monks do not deserve to have the treasure at all. However, I still have more than one, and it's not just the lowest-level treasure. This fact almost drives Xuanxuan crazy. However, he was finally depressed and forced to keep calm. Because he knows that only in this way can he have the hope of winning and get the treasure in his hand.

And once he is really crazy, it is likely that he will become the soul under the sword.

"Thousands of lights! Take your energy!"

Xuanqi roared fiercely, and on the thousand-light glazed tower, the time bloomed thousands of luminousands of luminance, in wisps, and each color is different. It looks extremely gorgeous.

After these thousands of brilliances appeared, in an instant, they merged into one and condensed into a huge, thousand-colored sword light, and cut over to the Taichu invisible sword in Zhong Yuan's hand.

At the same time, the bottom of the tower of the Thousand Light Glass Tower also shoots a black light. This light is very scattered and looks like a fog.

The black light spewed out, like a flowing spring waterfall, pouring down, straight to the top of Zhong Yuan's head.

Thousand-color sword light, the sharpness is completely restrained, but the black light is extraordinary. In the distance, Zhong Yuanxing felt that the mana evolved from his [body] was ready to move, breaking the meridians, and bursting out of the body.

At that time, Zhong Yuan understood that this black light must be similar to his own empty silence claws, but, compared with his own grass-created empty claws, this black light is much smarter!