Chapter 1137 Break the Soul with a Knife
The sword light spread, and the radius of 20 miles turned into ruins. The original green mountains turned into deep ravines, full of devastation, not even a single piece of debris left. Only Miaochengzong Yulong Mountain in the center was shrouded in a layer of glowing arrays, which was the last thing before Mo Shufeng's death. It opened all the arrays of Miaocheng Sect and let it automatically absorb the power of the underground spiritual veins. It was precisely because of this that Miaochengzong was not destroyed in this striking sword storm.
This sword has killed nearly 300,000 monks! Even the ancestor of Changmei didn't expect this. Who would have thought that the Miaochengzong at the end of the crossbow had burst out such a strong resistance at the last moment and blocked this sword, which was even more harmful, making the countless monks who besieged the mountain tasted the bitter fruits brought by this sword?
Of course, most of the people besieged under Yulong Mountain are cannon fodder, but there are also many elite disciples of the two families who supervise the battle. However, under this sword, all of them turned into powder, which can be said to be severely damaged. Everyone's eyes couldn't help looking into the distance. The faint place of the sword light was the car of the long-browed ancestor. He was so immortal that he couldn't even control his own sword light?
At this time, the long-browed ancestor was bitter and couldn't say anything. The boy of Miaochengzong blocked his sword light. It was not that he was not unaware of it. However, the person in front of him made it difficult for him to continue to control the sword light attack. Otherwise, how could this sword be blocked only by the resistance of the people of Miaochengzong?
It's still a step late! Gan Ping's heart was full of self-reproach and guilt. If he could appear earlier, he might be able to block the sword of Taiyi Zhenxian, but it was only a little difference, but it was eternal separation between heaven and man. The congenital Dou rate of silence in Dantian is burning violently, and the flame tilts in the direction of Yulong Mountain. Gan Ping can clearly feel the raging Nanming fire above Yulong Mountain.
As a recovered spiritual fire, there will be no uncontrollable situation at all. At this moment, the rising flame can only explain one thing. His master Mo Congfeng has been ascended to heaven. When his cultivation reaches this level, he doesn't need to take action to know what the means are. Although Gan Ping looks very young, the long-browed ancestor does not despise him because of this. The young man in front of him is like a flame at this time. If he is not careful, he will be burned to pieces.
"This little friend..." If there is a person in the fairyland here, he will definitely fall through his eyes. The long-browed ancestor who has always been called Wang Daozu, how could he ever have such a gesture and talk with people in detail? If you are pleasant to a certain disciple, it is enough to boast for a long time. Unfortunately, Gan Ping is not his disciple, let alone a small citizen in the fairyland, but a top tall and thin person of the same level as him. The long-browed ancestor wanted to talk to him, but Gan Ping did not want to delay for a moment.
Master is like a father! The fall of Mo Congfeng has made Gan Ping want to kill. At this time, the huge figure of Huoer has appeared from the rear. The fire after incarnation of heaven and earth is about a thousand feet tall, and every step is enough. Such a short distance is just an instant for him. With a howl from the sky, the whole huge beast body is gone into Gan. In the flat body.
Heaven and man are one, and the spirit beast is possessed! The eyes of the long-browed ancestor's eyes jumped violently. A high-level monk of Taiyi Zhenxian, coupled with the possession and blessing of a spirit beast in the same Taiyi realm, he naturally knew that this was not as simple as one plus one, especially the spirit beast was abnormal, and it seemed to be the legendary Hercules ape family that had never been born. In surprise, a blood-red knife light swept over.
The terrible power makes the long-browed ancestor understand that he has not been dazzling before. The fierce spirit beast is a Hercules ape famous for its power over the heavens. Gan Ping advanced to Taiyi Zhenxian. At this moment, Daluo's golden body has been a great success. The physical strength is extremely strong, which is simply unreasonable. It is simply a human-shaped Hercules ape, plus the fire that is also Taiyi Zhenxian. At this moment, the terrible degree of physical power can really open the barriers of both worlds with one punch.
Such a force can ignore the nothingness of the array at all. If you break through ten thousand methods with one force, you can't stop it. With several times the strength of the ordinary Taiyi Zhenxian peak, coupled with the endless sea magic power cultivated by Gan Ping, this knife swept out, it is really easy to sweep away thousands of troops!
The power is extremely strong, the magic power is extremely strong, and the artifact in the palm is also extremely strong. With this knife waved out, even if he practiced swordsmanship like the ancestor with long eyebrows, he did not dare to go straight to his front and hurriedly retreat. However, with this concession, something big happened.
The place where the long-browed ancestor is located is the official place of the two core masters. The stars are like the moon, but at this moment, the moon has disappeared, and the stars all over the sky are terrible under this knife light. May I ask who can block Gan Ping's full blow at this moment? Even if there is, it will not appear in the human world, at this moment!
So the knife light collapsed and the blood sprinkled in the starry sky! With this knife alone, it swept the scene. Countless monks disappeared under this knife, and they were all ants under Taiyi! Everyone finally understood the meaning of this sentence. Even if the last siege of Yulong Mountain was defeated, the hermits did not have such a loss as today. First, the most outstanding last disciple, Feng Miaoling, died in the battle, and then was accidentally injured by this long-browed ancestor, Wulong swordsmanship. You know, most of the disciples of the hermit clan who stand on the front line. After all, although the Tiemen Sect has Taiyi Zhenxian in the town, It is determined, but it is still rare. This appearance is naturally done by the hermits.
However, these are nothing. They have not hurt their vitality, but Gan Ping's sudden sneak attack immediately caused two injuries to the muscles and bones. Under this terrible knife, only a few people escaped. One of them was Huo Zhengyang, who presided over the war in Yulong Mountain, and the patriarch of the hermit clan.
If it hadn't been for the protection of the Dongming Bell in ancient times, if it hadn't been for the desperate resistance of countless high-level monks in front of him, maybe even the Dongming Bell could not resist it, and the elites of their own family would have been lost here. Looking at the dead and dead cracks on this top-quality artifact, it was empty in front of him. Everyone turned into nothingness, and Huo Zhengyang couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"Thief, you bully me too much!" Before the words fell, he looked up to the sky and fell down. After all, his cultivation was simply the difference between heaven and earth compared with Gan Ping. Although he escaped from the sky, he was seriously damaged. In addition, he was angry and attacked his heart and walked away. This mysterious fairy was tall and thin, and he actually fainted for a moment.
The hermit is over! It is not the same as the last siege of Yulong Mountain. This time, because the long-browed ancestor of the peak of the Taiyi Zhenxian is sitting in the town, the hermit who has reached an alliance with it can be said to be fearless. In addition, this time the scattered cultivation is several times more than the last time. In order to finish the battle, the elites of the hermit can be said to have poured out, all They are all gathered here. I think of this long-browed ancestor as a guardian, and he is not afraid of any threat at all.
No one expected that this long-browed ancestor was so unreliable. No one expected that the boy who was finally rescued by Miaocheng Tongtian and the two sects who made a fus about the hermits in those years actually grew up to this level. What is particularly terrible is that this man's cultivation has not soared to the immortal class in heaven. That is to say, many restrictions on Taiyi Zhenxian in the fairy world are ineffective to him at all!
Everyone regretted it. They regretted why they didn't fight to kill the boy before, why they came to the bottom of Yulong Mountain to join in the fun, and why they had to fall out with Miaochengzong before. Unfortunately, all this is just a delusion. At this point, the two sides are stupid and can't be kind. Only with each other's blood can the anger in their chests be calmed.
A sword failed to work, the clouds and fog rolled over Gan Ping's head, the sun melted the golden furnace roared out, and countless sword lights ran all over the sky. In an instant, a sword array was placed to firmly block the space. Gan Ping also knew that with his sword array, it was impossible to trap the ancestor of Changmei, but he could only delay his footsteps a little, and he could have all kinds of means to deal with this old man.
Since he was promoted to the realm of Taiyi, the ancestors of Changmei have not fought with others for more than 100,000 years. It is also thought that with his cultivation, under Taiyi, only a sword light flew over and solved it. And as a master of Taiyi's realm, who is willing to provoke such an old monster with amazing combat power?
I didn't expect that the boat overturned in the gutter, and the long-browed ancestor didn't expect that he was just a flash, which caused such a big loss. Not only the core master of the hermit clan, but also the disciples of his Iron Gate Sect are also below! I thought that I had found a soft persimmon to pick it up and take a place to settle down for my sect in this human world. When the catastrophe of heaven and earth came, there were also powder to rely on it, but what I didn't want to encounter was an iron walnut, which broke this steel tooth!
With a sharp roar, the long-browed ancestor's two eyebrows hanging down to his cheeks were windless and stood up high. His whole body was like a long sword shining brightly, and he took a step forward fiercely. This son, damn it!
"Listen to the order with a knife at night! Kill all the monks within 3,000 miles of Yulong Mountain, and there will be no chickens and dogs left!" With an order, the night knife, which was about to help Ganping, roared around with the brigade, and went to the many scattered people who fled in panic. At this moment, the fool also knows that this siege plan has been defeated. When will he wait if he doesn't escape at this time?
"Stabilize! Hold on! The Yulong Mountain has been broken by the sword of the ancestor. All fellow practitioners only need to increase their strength..." A remaining hermit elder shouted, but at this moment, who will listen to him? Let's fly separately in the face of disaster! His words not only failed to stabilize the army's heart, but also attracted the attention of the knife at night, as if the breeze was blowing. The hermit elder, who resisted freely, immediately turned into a ball of meat mud.
At this moment, as if it echoes with the night knife, countless sword lights flew up on Yulong Mountain, and a series of black armor monks swept out. The swing guard, who had just officially appeared, under the command of the angry real person, was like the sickle of death, harvesting life.
All Miaocheng Zong Keqing got a jade card to distinguish the enemy from me, and they also killed them one after another. It is not the monks, not the enemies, but the delicious cakes that escape in front of me. Who can lag behind in such a painful beating of the water dog?