Chapter 1642 Reverse Magic Knife

"How could this happen?" Zhong Yuan couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded in this scene.

"Yes! There are still most of the remnants of the ban here. Obviously, no one has been here. How can there be nothing? Immediately after that, Ye Bin also walked.

"Is it possible that the emperors of this sect have escaped the disaster and brought out all their disciples?" Zhong Yuan guessed.

"It's also possible. After all, the disaster is aimed at those who want to be promoted to the supreme Daluo Shenjun. Other people are just incidental. If they had been alert, it is not impossible to escape!" Ye Bin said in time.

"Go, let's go somewhere else!" Zhong Yuan couldn't help smiling bitterly on his face, "I thought that I could practice well here, but I didn't expect to have to go somewhere else to find treasures!"

While talking, Zhong Yuandang first walked to another pavilion nearby.

Ye Bin followed closely.

The two of them worked together, and in a moment, they also slammed the pavilion. After entering, they found that as they had expected before, it was empty, and there was nothing else.

"I can't help it. I can only go to other places to touch the opportunity! I hope there are other sects near here!" Seeing this, Zhong Yuan sighed and said.

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Shura religion, secret room.

Above the hall, a hundred and ten crystal coffins are divided into three rows.

In the front row, there are only three of them, but the body inside is complete and flawless, just like before, just like, they did not fall at all, but slept in it.

In the middle row, there are 25 mouths. The corpse in it is a little mutilated, either missing the head, or missing the heart, or broken arms, etc., which are different.

And in the last row, there are 88 people. However, what lies here can't be called a corpse, because they are so incomplete that most of them have only one head or arm. If not, these incomplete parts have obvious inconsistencies with each other. I'm afraid that people who see them will think that a person has been dismembered and divided into so many pieces.

In the sky of the central row, a black lotus flower blooms in the void. Above it, a young monk sat cross-legged.

This monk is extremely handsome, his face is like an impetuous knife, and he is extremely perfect, like a sculpture. However, its lips are slightly thin, making it look a little cruel.

At this moment, the monk's eyes were closed, and his hands pinched a seal, like a lotus flower, opening and closing from time to time. Between opening and closing, in the row of crystal coffins in the middle below, wislings of black strange things came out, rising slowly, like a hundred rivers and the sea, pouring into the lotus, fused with each other, becoming condensed, and then sucked into the body by it.

On his body, his breath is turbulent and surging, if the waves beat the reef, one wave after another, never stop.

Suddenly, the monk opened his eyes, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes. The void in front of him was distorted at that time, and a ripple ripple passed by, and a scene of light and shadow appeared in front of his eyes.

The light and shadow, nothing else, is the scene of Zhong Yuanzhen entering the forbidden road of thousands of miles and tempering the body.

Looking at this, the monk unconsciously stopped practicing, and his eyes shined, "What a perfect body! In the middle of the golden fairy, it already has such a level of body, and the future is absolutely unlimited.

I have embarked on the road of rebellion. The law of this power is that there is no chance. However, if I can capture this boy and become a puppet, I can kill two birds with one stone! This time, God finally took care of me!"

......

"Sh--"

Zhong Yuan was about to urge the escape light to leave the place of the sect. Suddenly, a knife light was cut out of the void, and there was no other sign, and he was forced to face the door.

At this moment, when Zhong Yuan was not allowed to do so, he retreated violently and abruptly dodged the chopping of this knife.

The knife light cuts the void and makes a loud noise.

"Good boy, he really has some ability. It's a pity that Jin** met me, and you were unlucky! The first type of the magic knife against chaos - chaos in the world!"

With a clear voice, the black magic knife that suddenly came out of the void was shocked, and the knife light burst out one after another, just like a peacock opening its screen. In an instant, it cut all over the eight directions where Zhong Yuan was.

At that time, the sky was broken, and the earth was broken, turning into pieces of glass.

Then, the world turned around, and the world turned upside down. Zhong Yuanzhi felt as if he had changed the world, which was very awkward. In the face of the knife light, he obviously welcomed the general, but as if he was facing the illusion, he grabbed an empty space and let the knife light cut himself.

However, Zhong Yuan's body has been very strong to a very terrible level. Those knives have only left extremely subtle white marks, and there is nothing else.

And this white mark is also fleeting, and soon, it disappears without a trace.

"Danger yin and yang!"

shouted again, and the knife light changed again, leaving only two paths, one black and one white, one left and one right, cutting Zhong Yuan's two arms!

Zhong Yuan, naturally raised his hand to welcome the general. However, it was a strange discovery that his fierce white elephant Zhantianquan was an inexplicable change, as if a beauty was dancing, gentle and weak. Not to mention shaking the knife, it's like sending it to the door to be cut.

How could Zhong Yuan not know that the other party's strange knife was made at this time? In this case, the clock element is powerfully broken, and at this moment, naturally there will be no exception.

Just now, he used the White Elephant Zhantianquan and went all out, but he was guided by the opponent's knife skills. At that time, Zhong Yuan understood that the opponent's cultivation was above himself. At this time, he didn't dare to have any reservations. At that time, his body shook, and his whole body was opened. More than 10,000 laws of power were like ten thousand dragons, rushing out in unison, and the sound of dragons resounded through the world.

Ten thousand dragons, the void is intertwined. In an instant, it condenses into a long-handled battle axe. The axe is seven feet long, the blade is eight inches wide, cold and sharp.

Exactly: Open the God Axe!

Zhong Yuan held the heavenly axe in his hand, faced the light of the knife, and chopped out of thin air, "cracked--" sounded like a crack in glass. The whole world built by the knife method collapsed, and the edge was directly cut on the light of the knife.

"Pa--"

With a crisp sound, when it was, the two knives shattered.

Open the heavenly axe, the sharpness does not reduce a bit, abruptly cut through the void, cut open a channel, the end of the channel, crystal coffins everywhere. On the crystal coffin sat a young monk in black robe. In the monk's hand, my long black machete.

On this black machete, there is a faint black smell, like a cloud of smoke.

Zhong Yuan is no stranger to this black smell. It was before that he suffered a little loss. Finally, he was subdued by the yin and yang two gas cylinders.

Zhong Yuan stepped into the secret room, before the black lotus. As soon as his arms moved, the huge axe was cut head-on.

Its power is strong, with wind and thunder, and it is like a broken bamboo!

However, in the face of such a fierce attack, the black-robed monk was still not panicked at all, with a faint smile on his face and said, "I didn't expect you to practice the law of power to such a situation. Good, very good, very good! Pick up my third type again, chaotic magic!"

While talking, the black-robed monk waved a small knife in his hand, and a long river of black knife light surged out and greeted it straight.

"Puff--"

The black knife light is like a dream bubble. At the moment of contact, it broke apart without any resistance.

However, the broken knife light was not annihilated, but turned into thousands of black silk threads, attached to the open god axe.

In the moment, the opening of the god's axe shook, and the momentum of chopping stopped abruptly.

It's not that Zhong Yuan wants to stop and save the black-robed monk. Instead, the opening axe in his hand was out of control. Although it is not completely out of control, it is impossible to be like an arm as usual, and there is even a risk of self-injury.

"The law of chaos!"

"It's a mess!"

Seeing Zhong Yuan holding the axe in both hands and trying his best to control it, the black-robed monk showed a proud smile on his face.

Just then, a female voice was heard in his ear: "Sit!"

"Hula--"

With the sound of a roar, the black-robed monk's hand was gentle. He looked down and found that the magic knife in his hand was taken by the treasure bottle in the hand of a stunning woman.

"Looking for death!" The magic knife is not a real magic weapon, but the condensation of the essence of magic power. It can be said that it is the foundation of the black-robed monk. At that time, there was no calm appearance of sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai. At that time, it rushed up and grabbed Ye Bin.

His hands are claws, and each of them hangs five black lights, like chains, intertwined into a net.

"I'm really looking for death!" At this time, Zhong Yuan also snorted coldly. Above his head, a six-hole roulette rose up, and the six-color light, like the rain drooping, fell on the open god axe.

At that time, there was a huge shock, opened the divine axe, and the divine flower soared. The black breath that lingered on it disappeared, and there was nothing left.

At this time, Zhong Yuan waved his axe again, and the axe fell like a mountain like a sea, pressing down on the black card monk.

The vast and boundless air machine, in an instant, pressed the lotus platform under the black-robed monk's seat.

"How is it possible? How can your combat strength increase so much?

No one answered the question of the black-robed monk. What responded to him was only the drooping axe.

"Gaga--"

The bones of the black-robed monk are broken inch by inch, and the flesh and blood are almost paste. However, they still maintain the basic shape and do not die immediately.