Chapter 619 Infinitely splitting the sky
The golden light on the bricks fell with heavy pressure.
The old woman's face was solemn. She didn't dare to be careless. She had already heard of Zhuge Fuliang's rudeness and the brick magic weapon in his hand. In this regard, the old man can be said to mention twelve points of spiritual power to fight against the enemy.
"Cangling!"
The sword was ringing, and a golden knife and a black sword appeared in the old man's hand. The sword was above her head and faced the brick.
With a violent sound, the old man was slapped out by Zhuge Buliang's brick and turned over more than a dozen in the air to stabilize her figure. The sword in her hand buzzed softly, but there was no sign of damage. It can withstand the full blow of the brick without breaking, which is enough to show that the quality of this sword is extraordinary, at least comparable to Xiao Yuezong's Yue Liuli.
"Aha!" Zhuge Fuliang greeted him again with a strange cry.
"Boom!"
A powerful power of the field swept out, and the old girl directly released her field. The whole sky was densely covered with countless shadows of swords. Under the control of the old man, all the shadows of swords gathered towards Zhuge Fuliang.
Zhuge didn't grow up and roared angrily. He rushed up directly with the bricks, but did not mean to fight against the enemy in his own field.
"Cangling!"
The shadow of thousands of swords was broken under the bricks, and Zhuge was like the same demon king, and seven stars rushed up above his head. In the old man's field, Zhuge is not as bright as no one.
"This... Even the power of the field can't suppress him!" A look of horror flashed in Zhong Lihaitang's eyes.
The old girl's face was changeable, from white to blue, from blue to purple, and finally her face also showed a terrible look. She felt that the power of her field was exerted on Zhuge Buteng, and there was no reaction at all. This is the first time she has encountered such a strange thing.
"Wan Yan Valve Fairy!" The old lady shouted in a low voice, and suddenly countless swords in the field rushed to Zhuge Fuliang like raindrops, and the sword rain almost submerged Zhuge Fuliang in.
Zhuge Biaoliang so rampaged in the old girl's field, like a savage beast. Any close sword was smashed by the bricks in his hand.
In Dugu Xianmen, the young man in white, that is, the young master of Dugu Xianmen, also frowned at this moment and whispered, "This system is abnormal, and the power of ordinary fields can't suppress him at all."
"The strangeness of the seven-star treasure body is far from this, and the treasure body of Zhuge is far from being transformed to the peak level." Qing Wan, who was beside him, said that there were no waves and dust in his autumn water-like eyes, and there was no emotion at all.
"Now it's so horrible. If it's a great-term seven-star body, what level should it be~~" The young master of Dugu Fairy Gate couldn't help squeaking.
Qing Wan's eyes stared at Zhuge Buteng and suddenly said, "It is rumored that the toughness of the seven stars can be comparable to the peerless magic weapon. If it can refine Zhuge Butliang's body into a magic weapon, it must be extremely powerful."
"Oh?" The young master of Dugu Fairy Gate looked at Qing Wan with great interest: "This is a good note, but who can subdue the current seven-star treasure body, let alone refine him into a magic weapon."
"Maybe the Eastern Emperor can." Qingwandao.
A touch of heat flashed in the eyes of the young master of Dugu Xianmen, but immediately looked at Qingwan's eyes were a little cold: "Wan'er, you seem to know more about the seven-star treasure body than me."
"It's just a hearsay, and it's not clear whether it's true or false." Qing Wan said in a low voice.
"Ha ha ha, Wan'er, you are very smart."
Qingwan's eyebrows frowned slightly and lowered her head: "In front of the young master, Wan'er dares not be different."
"It's good to know. You're smart. Don't show off in front of me." The cold color in the eyes of the young master of Dugu Fairy Gate flashed away, and then there was a warm smile on his face.
Qing Wan nodded slightly, and her eyes regained calm again, like a clear talk, quiet, thorough, without any fluctuation.
"Boom!"
Zhuge Bulliang flew to the sky, and the bricks hit the void. The whole void collapsed, and the power of the field was smashed in an instant.
"Puff!"
The old man spewed out a mouthful of blood, and her body trembled violently. She almost fell down from mid-air. Her hair was dishevelled and looked a little embarrassed.
"Go down!"
Zhuge Fuliang didn't know when he appeared on the top of the old girl's head. He stepped on her feet and imprinted it fiercely on the old girl's face, leaving two clear footprints on it. And the old man's body fell down like a cannonball and bombarded into the mountain forest.
"Grandma!" Zhong Li Haitang shouted, and his enchanting face panicked.
Zhuge Buleong sneered and held the brick in his hand, but he was about to make a move, and the expression on his face froze in an instant, and Huiran looked back at the distant sky.
In the distant sky, purple auspicious clouds flew in. With the sound of thunder, a huge breath came, as if to collapse the world.
Zhuge Buliang's expression is solemn, which is the majesty that only half-step immortals can exude.
The one who comes must be the Eastern Emperor!!
"Rumble!"
The purple auspicious cloud came with a sound of thunder. Above the auspicious cloud, a burly man stood with his hands on his back, like the return of an ancient immortal, overlooking thousands of people. This momentum sets off his body more magnificent than the mountains, which is difficult to shake.
"The Eastern Emperor is here!" Someone shouted with joy.
"See the Eastern Emperor!"
Countless great practitioners around them bowed and saluted one after another. The emperor-level figure is the master of this world. If the immortals do not come out, the emperor will stand at the peak.
The Eastern Emperor stood proudly in the clouds, his eyes glanced at the crowd, and finally stayed on Zhuge Fuliang, flashing coldly, and the corners of his mouth showed a sneer. The Eastern Emperor took a step forward, the void trembled violently, and everyone's hearts sank.
"Meet you again!" The Eastern Emperor stared at Zhuge Fuliang and said coldly.
"Fate." Zhuge didn't spread out his hands.
The latter's expression immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of the people around the great religion. In the face of the master of the Eastern Regions, it turned out to be a cynical gesture, which was a kind of disrespect to the emperor. Many people gloated in their hearts. They were eager for Zhuge Budang to completely offend the Eastern Emperor. Finally, the Eastern Emperor was angry and killed him, which removed a big threat to the great religion.
"I don't think anyone can save you this time." The Eastern Emperor smiled and said that there were no other half-step immortals in the whole Honghuang Fairyland except the East, South and West Emperor. They all entered the outer battlefield half a year ago.
Zhuge Bu Liang frowned, and the Qinglong knife appeared in his palm, with a faint blue light. Holding the Qinglong knife, Zhuge Buliang has a down-to-earth feeling. This divine soldier is the only card he can play with the half-step immortal.
"Hey, the treasure of immortals!" The Eastern Emperor touched his nose and smiled, "No wonder you can force the Southern Emperor's brother to collapse. It seems that you really have the treasure of immortals in your hand."
In the distance, the silent monk and Niu Ganglie are full of solemnity. They can feel that the Eastern Emperor has the intention to kill. Even if there is no hatred with Zhuge Fuliang, the immortal soldier in Zhuge Fuliang's hand alone is enough to cause the disaster of killing. As the saying goes, every man is not guilty.
But there is nothing we can do about it. At present, Zhuge Butliang can only do this.
The Eastern Emperor's eyes were a little hot, staring at the Qinglong knife in Zhuge Fuliang's hand. This kind of immortal soldier, not to mention the Eastern Emperor, even if the real immortals see it, I'm afraid they will rob it.
"That knife seems to be... Infinitely split the sky knife!" Meximen suddenly said.
"What? Do you know each other?" The speechless monk looked at the Mexican Gate.
Mo Ximen said, "At the beginning, I learned the information of the top ten ancient divine soldiers from my father. Among the top ten ancient divine soldiers, the first is the infinite sword to split the sky, and this is also the only divine soldier among the top ten divine soldiers who has advanced as the treasure of immortals. He once followed the demon ancestor in those years."
"The magic soldier of the demon ancestor!" At this moment, even Niu Ganglie is surprised.
Mo Ximen nodded and said, "But it is said that this infinite splitting knife is a pair. Now Brother Zhuge has only found one, but even so, it is not impossible to rely on it to block the half-step immortal."
At this moment, almost everyone's eyes are on the two figures in the air, the Eastern Emperor, Zhuge is not bright. However, everyone's eyes on the two are completely different. Most of the eyes on Zhuge Bu Liang are ridiculed and sarcastic.
"Well, the treasure of immortals is simply violent in your hands. I will take you to take care of it!" The Eastern Emperor's voice was majestic, as shocking as the sound of the sky. He walked towards Zhuge Buliang step by step, and a huge force of oppression suddenly rushed up.
Zhuge's face darkened, and his spiritual power was infused into the Qinglong knife in his hand, trying to stimulate the remnants of the demon ancestors in the Qinglong knife.
"What's going on!"
Zhuge Buliang's face suddenly sank. He found that no matter how much he tried to call the remnants of the demon ancestors in the Qinglong knife, there was no sign at all. A bad premonition hit his heart, and Zhuge Bu Liang thought to himself, could it be that he used the Qinglong knife too frequently, so that the demon ancestor's regret could no longer work?
"It's terrible..." Zhuge Buzu's heart twitched fiercely.