Chapter 842: Xuanxing Soul
In just a few breaths, Shen Chong smashed the blood cloud transformed by the red-blooded old monster, and all the blood gas was pulled into the mysterious world of the heavens.
"Xuan Yaozu, you should also stay!"
Wh!
God's will has blocked all the retreats of the Xuanyao Ancestor. His five fingers are like the pillar of the sky, the palms of his hands are clapping, and the vitality is exploding away, which has been fiercely suppressed.
"How could you suppress the split of the red-blooded old monster so quickly?" Xuanyaozu's face changed again, the axe was rolled up, and the ancient Kaitian axe had been cut up.
Boom!
Although the Tianyi capture hand was smashed, the escape light of the Xuanyaozu was also scattered. Shen Chong took another step, and the virtual shadow of the life and death wheel of the heavens reappeared, the fist of the gods, and the way of Tianwu.
In the sky and the earth, in all directions, the endless power was squeezed like a tide, and the shaking Xuanyao Ancestor's body trembled and could hardly control it.
"What kind of magic weapon is this!" Xuan Yaozu retreated again and was terrled.
"Since Shen Daoyou wants to stay with you, don't blame me for ignoring my past feelings."
The wind and thunder rolled, and the two dragons were wrapped up from behind, and there was a smile from the Ten Thousand Heavenly League. The wind surged and the thunder shook for nine days. It also showed the killing skill in the glazed wind and thunder fan.
"Well, don't be too proud. It's easy to get in and out. You will never have a chance to leave." In the face of the front and back attacks of Shen Chong and Wan Tianmeng, Xuan Yaozu knew that he had no chance. Suddenly, a mouthful of blood spewed out, his face showed a ferocious smile, and his body was full of vitality. The thick black flame burned up, and he actually silenced the split.
"The ancient divine axe, a shocking cut!"
The axe flashed, and the ancient sky axe turned into a streamer, and the breath suddenly exploded several times. The immortal magic spirit was entangled, making this huge axe a soldier of gods and demons. The fierce light almost cut the whole Tianyuan immortal array into two halves.
Boom! Boom!
The two giant dragons transformed by the glazed wind and thunder fan have been shattered, and even Shen Chong's heavenly fists have been cut open, and the axe light has broken through the void and penetrated into the darkness.
"The universe, the sun and the moon, reverse the world, suppress!"
Shen Chong's gods' fist was broken, but the vitality in the ancient open sky axe was also dissipated, and the universe, sun and moon map had already laid a boundary in the dark. How could this fairy weapon escape?
Wh!
The huge rune trembled and wrapped the huge axe. Shen Chong's arm burst, reaching out to grab it.
"The younger generation is bold, and the sacred object of Xuankong Mountain dares to act rashly."
Just as soon as Shen Chong caught the Taigu Kaitian axe and the mana poured in to suppress it, suddenly, a huge palm covered with cyan scales crossed the void, crossed countless spaces and bombarded it.
Where the giant palm passed, the void collapsed, like the arm of the ancient demon god, full of the ancient flood and famine, with peerless majesty, patted Shen Chong.
"Mythical beast!" Shen Chong's heart was awe-in, and the broken demon emperor could be called a mythical beast, and he had felt the breath of a demon mythical beast in his palm, which was sacred and majestic.
In the face of the air attack of the mythical beast, Shen Chong did not dare to neglect it. He turned his palm and hit the gods and martial arts again. Countless fist shadows turned into a red-gold light curtain and covered the huge palm of the mythical beast.
Boom!
In the loud noise, the whole Tianangyuan's immortal array was turbulent, and the magic was rolling. I don't know how many ghost demons fell under the aftermath of the bombardment of these two forces.
The storm dissipated, and Shen Chong's figure had been shaken back, but he was not seriously damaged. Instead, he took the opportunity to suppress the Taigu Kaitian Axe and included it into the mysterious world of the heavens.
"Good boxing, you are really a little interesting, but the more so, the more I can't let you go." In the distant void, there was a surprised voice.
"Come out!" Shen Chong knew that this was one of the hidden monsters in the array, and it was a mythical beast that had reached the broken seven-fold soul realm.
Although in the face of the peerless strong man in the real soul realm, even in this valley of the dead, he can only exert the strength of the peak of the bone realm, and every time he takes action, he has to consume longevity yuan. Shen Chong also wants to try the power of the life and death wheel of the heavens.
"What a bold!"
The void was broken, and a young man with long hair up to his waist and in gorgeous clothes came out. His eyes were deep and his face was gloomy. It was the Xuanxing soul of the elder Xuankong Mountain.
In the Red Star Continent, the strong man above the transformation rarely appears. Even if it is a split, it occasionally appears. This Xuanxing soul rarely appears, but it is recognized by Xuankong Mountain as the strongest person after the Xuanyao Ancestor.
After the Xuanxing soul appeared, he just glanced at Shen Chong coldly, and his eyes fell on Wan Tianmeng. He said coldly, "Wan League Lord, are you sure you want to break your face with my three factions?"
"Haha, Xuanyaozu didn't have so much nonsense. Since you appeared here, the fairy puppet must be about to be born." Wan Tianmeng sneered on his face: "Our six major forces all originated from the Red Star Continent. In the face of foreign enemies, we don't want to unite to resist. Instead, we cooperate with tigers and wolves. We are not afraid that we can't even have bones left."
"Okay, although it's just a split, let's stay, and the junior surnamed Shen, such a talent must be a disaster."
Xuanxing's soul turned his palms, turned into a blue-scared giant palm again, and took a picture of Shen Chong and Wan Tianmeng.
The demon clan rarely sacrifices aggressive magic weapons. Their bodies are the most powerful weapons. Although they don't know what the essence of the Xuanxing soul is, the scale armor is indestructible, and the two giant palms are pressed down like the ancient mountain.
"Well, it's just that I just stepped into the realm of broken souls. An incarnation of this seat is enough to deal with you." Wan Tianmeng suddenly stepped out step by step, the treasure light flew in the palm of his hand, and sacrificed six fairy weapons in a row.
Bells, tripods, pots, swords, towers, mirrors, six fairy artifacts are very different in shape. Although they are not a complete set of fairy artifacts, their power is also amazing.
The six regiments of treasure light bombardment have taken over the offensive of the Xuanxing Soul.
The Wanshang Alliance is rich. Although it is just a split, the magic weapons on its body are endless, and the fairy weapons are one after another, as if they were passing cabbage.
Shen Chong's power may be above the split of the Wantian League, but when it comes to his value, even if it plunders the wealth of several main cities, it is far less than the Wanshang Alliance. Although the Red Star Continent is the origin of the six major forces, its real strength is not on this continent.
"Qiu Yu and Xia Han, you two take a step ahead and meet the elites of the three major forces, just let go!" Wan Tianmeng said coldly. With a brush of his sleeves, the two figures flew. Qiu Yu and Xia Han also used their own means to break through the dark void and escape to the core of the array.
"Brother Feng, you can also go there first!" Shen Chong was also moved, and an idea spread to the sea of knowledge.
"Good!" Feng Yang has already made clear his intention. Immediately, together with Bayue Mountain and Han Li, he urged the map of the universe, the sun and the moon, turned into a golden light, and followed the autumn rain to escape.
"Stay," Xuan Xing's soul shouted angrily, opened his mouth and spit, and thunderdrops rolled out one by one.
In the shining thunder beads, there is a purple-brown color, shining and noble, with a hundred feet of hugeness. The power of each thunder bead is no less than the bombardment of the inferior fairy weapons, and there are thousands of them, which are teetering the six fairy weapons of the Wantian League, and some thunder beads are smashed at Shen Chong and Qiu Yu and others. Go.
"Attention, this is Ziwei Tianlei, a thunder method in the fairy world, specializing in breaking the primordial spirit. If I am hit, even I will be injured." Han Li shouted anxiously.
"You don't have to pay attention to it, the ancient abyss, swallow!"
Shen Chong roared, and a huge circle was drawn in the palm of his hand. The void collapsed. Suddenly, a huge abyss appeared, like the huge mouth of the flooded mythical beast, swallowing all the falling Ziwei Tianlei.
It combines the secret method of swallowing the heavens and earth and the great devouring secret method. This magic skill has long been very powerful. Between his waves, a Ziwei thunder has been sealed and fell into the palm of its hand, turning into a purple bullet the size of a fist. It is spinning dripping, flowing with color, but it is no longer violent.
The magic power of the ancient abyss gradually reveals his power, which can not only be swallowed, but also sealed.
Ziwei Tianlei is a fairyland thunder method. It is extremely powerful and explodes as soon as it is touched. Even the Wantian League does not dare to collect it, and the ordinary monks in the broken world will be blown up and broken bones all of a sudden. Only the magic power of the ancient abys can collect such a horrible thing.
After the transformation and suppression of the ancient abyss, thunder beads fell into Shen Chong's hands. In a blink of an eye, hundreds of thunder beads have been collected.