Chapter 493: Thousand Magic Treasure Immortalism
Zhan Aotian and Shen Chong fought together, but the elder Tiangong quietly retreated. There was no expression on the fat face. There was no joy and anger. Suddenly, the body had changed into an illusion, and countless figures wandered in four hundred and eight directions. The breath of each figure was exactly the same, covering hundreds of miles and faintly forming a circle. Shen Chong and Zhan Aotian were surrounded by it.
Shen Chong's consciousness has been paying attention to the surroundings, but he did not find the real body of the elder Tiangong in these figures. In an instant, he fell into the encirclement of the sea of people and couldn't help taking a breath. The elder Tiangong must be more difficult to deal with than Zhan Aotian, and he would appear anywhere at any time, which was simply unpreventable. Sheng Fang.
"Well, under the world-shaking extreme fist, I dare to be distracted and look for death." Zhan Aotian saw that Shen Chong was a little absent-minded and felt insulted. He roared, and thousands of fists flashed, like stars falling, shaking the world.
"What a strong momentum, it actually exerts the martial arts in the lower world with such power." Shen Chong was secretly shocked, but it did not show weakness. The martial arts of the gods are the supreme martial arts above the heavens, and how can they be suppressed by other martial arts?
Boom!
Shen Chong twisted his body shape, and the fist shadows were staggered. Every punch was also a landslide, the void collapsed, and the golden light burst, which was still the fist of the gods.
The world-shaking extreme Taoist boxing and the gods collided with the gods' boxing. Each move contains the true meaning of martial arts. With martial arts, it is more powerful than the magic power. Under the collision, this already destroyed space fault has been smashed with thousands of holes. If there is no support of the magic ridge array, I'm afraid it will be early. It has collapsed.
Although every punch consumed Shen Chong's vitality, Shen Chong felt that his original power was more solid. Every punch in this battle seemed to be tempering his body. Shen Chong simply did not sacrifice any magic weapon. Every punch was punched to the flesh. In the blood splashing, he couldn't help it. I shouted for pleasure.
And Zhan Aotian is also a strong man who has been honed in countless wars, enjoying the fun of war by bombarding each other.
Both of them are more and more brave, and I don't know how many punches have been blown out, all of which are dripping with blood.
"What a powerful boy, he can fight so many tricks with me. No wonder he can destroy the Beidou Hall and make Li Chunyang escape in confusion. However, you are doomed to die here today, Longteng nine days!"
Suddenly, Zhan Aotian's fist changed, across the sky, vast, like a flying dragon tumbling, across nine days, falling down.
"The reincarnation of heaven and earth!"
Shen Chong circled his arm and suddenly punched a punch. This punch imitated the reincarnation of heaven and earth. The fist wind flew into a wheel, lifeless, and his strength was continuous and long.
The two fists were burning together, and the whole space was oscillating. There were already cracks in the void, and there was a crisp sound of cracking in the depths of the space.
"Shen Chong, pay attention, this space will soon be destroyed. Don't fight with Zhan Aotian anymore, and be careful of the fat man outside. That guy may take action." The sound of the spring suddenly sounded.
The corners of Shen Chong's eyes jumped. He had seen that the void around him was dark and messy, and there was silence everywhere. It was indeed on the edge of destruction, but the thousands of shadows of Tiangong's aging were still stacked. Even if the fist blockade of Zhan Aotian was broken, it was impossible to escape easily.
However, Shen Chong was not helpless. Suddenly, Shen Chong spread a pair of huge wings behind him. The wind and thunder rolled, and the wings flapped, and in an instant, the boxing wind of Zhan Aotian had flowed out.
"If you want to go, it's not that easy. At least you have to have a good time with me and then kill you." Zhan Aotian has been seduced out of the will to fight. How can he let Shen Chong leave? He is now covered with blood and looks miserable and horrible. But for a strong man like him, as long as the soul is not damaged, no matter how heavy the wound on his body is, it is nothing.
In the middle of laughter, Zhan Aotian suddenly had a dark spear in his hand. The body of the spear was three feet long, and the head of the spear was like a spiritual snake spitting out letters. It didn't look outstanding, but the majestic pressure all showed that it was a top-quality magic weapon.
The top-grade magic weapon can exert all its power in the hands of the strong at the peak of the soul realm. This is a pure offensive magic weapon. Like the demon-killer, it is also an ancient soldier, but the quality is extremely higher, and the ferocious snake head has exposed its fangs, like a cloud rushing to Shen Chong.
Martial arts against martial arts, magic weapons against magic weapons, and Shen Chong's magic weapons in his hands are also many, but there are not many people who can resist the power of the top-quality magic weapons. When his mind is moved, a green seal has turned into a hill and has been smashed into the dark clouds.
"What a treasure of Jiuzhou, the seal of heaven and earth, it depends on whether you can block my Youhuang Dragon Snake Spear." Zhan Aotian laughed, the mana was stimulated, the power of the Youquan dragon and snake spear rose again, and a sharp light flashed in the dark clouds, and the electric fire came out.
Boom!
The vitality is shaken, and the seal of heaven and earth has been shaken away from afar, but Shen Chong's figure has also disappeared.
"Hey hey, do you want to go? You have to get through me." The laughter of the elders of Tiangong echoed in the void, and thousands of virtual shadows stimulated the formula at the same time. Sanskrit Tianyin and light swept away.
Suddenly, the void trembled, and Shen Chong, who had used 33 days of Taoism to hide his body, had to show his body again.
The magic weapons of the Elder Tiangong are really extraordinary. Swords, guns, hooks, halberds, spears, whips, thousands of weapons are held in thousands of virtual shadows, integrating a torrent of treasure light. The worst is also the next-grade magic weapon. Dozens of powerful figures have taken action at the same time. The breath is the same, and even the soul is exactly the same.
"What kind of Taoism is this? How can it differentiate so many figures?" In an instant, Shen Chong had a feeling of facing tens of thousands of strong people at the peak of the soul realm at the same time. What a sense of powerlessness? I'm afraid that the Holy Emperor can't resist the bombardment of tens of tens of thousands of strong people in the soul realm.
"Don't waste time. This space is about to collapse. Let's join hands to capture him. If you let him escape, it will definitely be a big trouble for me to gather stars." Although Zhan Aotian alone had the upper hand, he could not suppress Shen Chong, and finally couldn't help taking action.
Hundreds of treasures flowed down to Shen Chong, carrying awe-rined divine power and came behind Shen Chong.
"Well, among so many virtual shadows, there must be only one real body. Otherwise, this magic alone is enough to sweep the nine continents." Shen Chong also saw that all the virtual shadows were only created by magic weapons, but even the souls were the same, but it was difficult to distinguish between true and false.
Bum!
Shen Chong's body was shocked, and his eyebrows cracked a gap. The eye of the world has been opened, the golden light sweeps, peeping through the nothingness, and everything can't escape the observation of the eye of the world.
The next moment, Shen Chong's body flashed and was out of the real sneak attack mixed in countless virtual shadows. A light wheel rose to the ground, and other magic weapons bombarded the light wheel, which could not cause any damage at all.
Above the heavens, life and death are dominated, and the life and death of the heavens appear in turn.
Under the shining light of the precious light of the wheel of life and death of the heavens, the virtual shadows of the elders of heaven and workers scattered one after another, and those low-quality and medium-quality magic weapons were also smashed, and all the magic weapons were swallowed up by the life and death wheels of the heavens.
"What a magic weapon, bring it!" The elder Tiangong really appeared silently behind Shen Chong, and a red flying needle stabbed Shen Chong's heart.
The flying needle is small and sharp, but it is the blood shadow that Shen Chong has used, but this blood shadow is a real top-quality magic weapon. The whole body is red, with the spirit of gods and demons. Although it is a small flying needle, it seems to contain a sea of blood.
Another sneak attack, with a thousand kills of blood shadows. This sneak attack is said to be foolproof. These thousands of virtual shadows are the most proud magic power of the elders of Tiangong. Although it has the name of fairy art, it is a supreme magic power. It condenses the entity with magic weapons, and the divine soul are connected. It is true and false, and it is difficult to distinguish, and And it can move in an instant. With the power of one person, it is enough to surround and kill the strong at the same level. The torrent of precious light in the air alone is enough to dazzle people and get lost in many precious lights.
The light of the life and death wheel of the heavens did not diminish, constantly absorbing the magic weapon essence, and Shen Chong's figure disappeared again. Suddenly, the elder Tiangong had an extremely dangerous feeling and immediately felt bad.
A bronze halberd stabbed from the side. The tip of the halberd was a little dark red, with the spirit of ancient gods and demons. The elders of Tiangong had no doubt that if the halberd stabbed his body, it would definitely hurt his soul.