Chapter 1136 Body meteor
It's not over yet! Mo Jianfeng, who turned into a huge flying sword, was blowing thunder in the air. On the wide sword body, a hole the size of a head suddenly appeared, and countless dense cracks scattered all over the whole sword body. In the face of the legendary powerful assassination sword, even the congenital Taoist fetus can't bear it. After all, it is only an innate Taoist fetus. If Mo Congfeng can break through the realm and achieve the innate Taoist body, I'm afraid that today's sneaker will break the halberd and sink into the sand, and he will never be doomed.
"Converging the front!" The boundless man was horrified, and a trace of panic flashed through his eyes. His brother, who has been friends for hundreds of years, is deeper than his brotherly relationship. How can he not know what he thinks? Obviously, in the face of this desperate situation, Mo Congfeng has been thinking desperately.
Go! As soon as he raised his hand, twelve golden lights flashed, and the immortal elixir floating in the fairy music flew out of his sleeves. It was the boundless son who exhausted all his property and strength, coupled with the filial piety worshipped by Gan Ping, that he refined a furnace of the best fairy elixir, which was only one step away from the legendary elixir.
"That's all I can do!" In such a scene, the boundless man, who is not good at fighting, knows that even if he rushes up, it is just a mess. He can only do his best in this way. Twelve of the best fairy elixirs, even in the fairyland, are the flesh and bones of the living dead, and everyone is competing for. Wu Yizi's great work, everyone can't help but marvel. Many people can't help but get hot when they look at him. Can this Yizi already refine such a level of fairy elixir?
Feeling the eyes behind him, Wu Yizi couldn't help sneering in his heart. Even if Miao Chengzong was defeated, he would not be the one who lived secretly. I'm afraid that these people had the idea of knocking down on themselves was wrong! Twelve of the best elixirs flew all over the sky, and the boundless man just made a decision and pointed out. Explosion! Give it to me!"
Twelve best elixirs burst out one after another, converging into a golden sun, and suddenly integrated into Mo Jianfeng's huge sword body, like flowing golden juice, covering and repairing the scarred sword body. With the help of these twelve best elixirs, Mo Congfeng's momentum to rise to the peak suddenly jumped again, and there was a faint tendency to make a breakthrough.
At this moment, the terrible sword light has come to the world-destroying divine light array. Hundreds of thousands of monks kept besieging without damaging half of the five-colored smoke began to crack. Wherever the sword light passed, everything turned into powder. Through the thin smoke screen, everyone can clearly see the scene outside the array. The wide blank area of seven or eight miles makes everyone take a cold breath.
Thirty miles away, the long-browed ancestor stood proudly. In front of him, there was a vacuum zone seven or eight miles wide, stretching to this Yulong Mountain. Just now, this direction was the main force to besiege Miaochengzong. It was full of people. I don't know how many monks are now turned into powder by this sword!
Be cruel to the enemy and be more cruel to your own people! Obviously, this long-browed ancestor has a heart like an iron stone, and regards all living beings as ants. This sword has killed nearly 300,000 monks on its own side, but its power has not been lost at all, and it has fiercely hit the array of the god of annihilation. If it's really under Taiyi, it's all ants!
Boom! With the fall of this sword, everyone felt the terrible pressure. In this array, the disciples who guarded everywhere turned into a blood fog and were crushed by this terrible force! Terrible pressure enveloped the whole Yulong Mountain, and everyone was desperately resisting, the peak of Taiyi, half-step Xingjun!
This long-browed ancestor has obviously reached the realm of staring for the world, but he doesn't know why he found the head of Miaocheng Sect. If it is because the descendants were killed by the descendants of Miaocheng Sect, the people who plan to be present will not believe it. Many people saw this kind of scene and immediately began to retreat. There was nothing they could do. This matter was too complicated. Obviously, it had been involved in the disputes of major forces in the fairyland, and none of them could participate in it.
However, others have a reason to retreat, but there is no way out for the real person without anger. Taking a step back is to destroy people and cut off the inheritance. Compared with their own death, Wu Angry Zhenren and others are more worried that Miao Chengzong's pulse will be broken by Miao descendants. Regardless of identity, shameless villain! Do you think that I don't have the elders to protect Tongtian Jianzong? The corners of Jianyi's mouth have left a red blood stain, and a faint blue light bloomed on the top of the famous door, swaying above, but it was suppressed by this terrible sword light, and it was difficult to rush to the sky.
I can only release this sword light, and the elders of the fairyland support me. However, no one expected that this sword charm, which should have turned the tide when the sect perished, was suppressed and it was difficult to break free. No wonder the elders who passed down this sword charm in those years did not expect that there would be a half-step star king in the human world, and it was even shrouded in sword light, and even the sword charm was difficult to break free.
With the stabbing of the sword of the long-browed ancestor, there seemed to be a sigh in the sky. The original colorful sky was immediately dim, as if there was a great power to take action, temporarily closing the vitality of the human world and the fairy world, covering up the destruction of the riot. Mo Minfeng's huge sword is constantly trembling at this moment, making a buzzing sword sound.
And the Iron Gate monk who sneaked on him had already sat cross-legged on the spot. With one attempt, the ghost killing sword, which had been practiced for more than a thousand years, was broken. At the same time, the vitality of the sword cultivation was also destroyed, and no one could do it at all. At this moment, it was like a wasp that had lost its tail needle, frozen to death on the spot.
At this time, the brilliant sword light has reached the top of its head. Under the siege of countless monks, it is safe and sound. Just touching this sword light, it will burst into pieces and turn into vitality all over the sky. Mo Minfeng, who is in the middle of the array, is the first to bear the pressure. The sun and moon universe pot in the palm of the hand can't bear this pressure first. The force burst, and Mo Congfeng, who was at this moment, had turned into a sword body. The messy fragments only wiped out the sparks on the dark sword and turned into nothingness.
However, the atmosphere of heaven and earth carried in this pot immediately broke out. There was no time to think about it. Mo Congfeng exhaled and detonated this vitality. The annihilation god light array that had already collapsed was actually closed again. Only the array master of Mo Zhenfeng can turn this scattered vitality into treasure under such circumstances, and have been at a loss for others.
The layers of light resisted the sword light, but it was like butter under the hot blade, which was easily cut open by the sword light and came to the top of Mo Yufeng's head.
Boom! First of all, a disciple who was arrayed couldn't hold on, struggled with his body, blew himself up his Yuanying, and launched the final attack on the sword light. In the face of such a destructive power, maybe the one who can make a choice is his own way of death? As if to remind everyone, many Miaocheng Sect monks below immediately picked up their flying sword magic weapons, and the moths rushed to the sword light like fire.
This is the Yulong Mountain where they were born in Si and grew up. This is the place where they had joy and sorrow. This is a pure land at the bottom of their troubled times. The last time Miaochengzong retreated, it had made these disciples feel sad. At this moment, there was no way out, and everyone broke out of the blood in their hearts. What about Taiyi Zhenxian? Even if you die, you will bite your flesh!
First, it is the magic weapon to protect the body, then it is the flying sword in the palm, and finally it is its own Yuanying golden elixir! Countless disciples of Miaochengzong showed their blood in front of the world. They composed a sad song that resounded through heaven and earth with flesh and blood. Taiyi Zhenxian tried his best with a sword. Unexpectedly, at this moment, he was blocked in the air. It was difficult to take an inch!
"If there are scholars like this, why don't you worry about the clan's prosperity! It's a pity that it's not the right time!" The angry real person burst into tears, looked up to the sky and sighed, and Mo Minfeng, who had mottled cracks in the middle of the sky, burned at this moment. The almost transparent Nanming Lihuo gathered the medicinal liquid transformed by the twelve best elixir into a ball, and integrated it into the body, covering a layer of golden light on the huge sword body. Here Under the pressure of fear, the power of Nanming Lihuo actually gave birth to another step.
"Battle!" At this moment, there is a fire burning in Mo Congfeng's chest, forgetting all the personal feelings of his children, and all the honor, humiliation and sorrows. At this moment, he is an earth-shaking sword. This sword surpasses the peak of kendo he perceives and transcends all perceptions. In the face of this irresistible sword, Mo Congfeng The soul of the sword in the bottom of my heart rose and burned again and burst out!
Countless disciples of Miaochengzong rushed to the sword light and played a long song of flesh and blood in the air, and Mo Congfeng was like a torch burning in the sky, turning into a huge sword in the sky and sweeping away to the terrible sword light! Worry-free and cherish the world, and break everything without a front! Gan Pingtuer, you should take good care of it. There is no front!"
For a long time, the swordsmanship taught to Gan Ping by Mo Congfeng has been inherited by the Miaocheng Sect. Mo Congfeng is known as a swordsman, but he is only a faction of his own faction and does not have the realm of establishing a sect. However, at this moment, the gorgeous sword light is no less than the sword of the long-browed ancestor. The halo is restrained, as if it is natural, without edge and blade, but it is invincible.
Mo Yufeng officially interpreted the essence of this sword to Gan Ping with all his strength. He knew that only Gan Ping, who took over his mantel, could learn his most proud and gorgeous sword moves. It's enough to send out this sword in this life!
"No! Converging the front!" The green peak in the distance burst, and a green figure made a heart-breaking cry. When Wuyin felt the terrible power breaking out, the last thing he saw in his eyes was Mo Congfeng's huge sword and stopped the sword light that could destroy the whole Yulong Mountain.
"Boom-" cried and howled into one. Although the magic light array in troubled times was broken, Yulong Mountain still had several major arrays of protection. Mo Congfeng's desperate resistance collided with the peak sword light of Taiyi Zhenxian. Although the aftermath was in the sky over Miaochengzong, it did not have the previous power. The scattered chaos is difficult to condense, and it does not have much impact on the people in the general gate. However, those scattered small sects that besieged Yulong Mountain are bad. They do not have the protective array supported by the countless spiritual veins of Miaocheng Sect. In the face of this terrible sword storm, the vulnerability is not much better than white paper.