Chapter 556: Tongtian Dao Sheng

It was not until this spirit beast was trapped that Shen Chong saw its face. The spirit beast was about a foot tall, like a spirit monkey, and its whole body was snow-white, but its appearance was like a baby, which was quite cute. There were two protruding sarcomas on the top of its head, like a pair of unformed horns. There was no demon spirit in the whole body. It was indeed like a jade rabbit. , born from aura, beyond the mortal spirit.

"Is this... the ghost shadow of the mythical beast in the fairyland?" Shen Chong was shocked and flashed some images in his sea of knowledge, which came from the memory of the demon-killing emperor. This emperor has studied all monsters, naturally knew about mythical beasts and spirit beasts, and had some impressions about ghost shadows.

Rumor has it that this mythical beast is a mysterious egg passed down from the fairy world. It has been hatched for hundreds of millions of years. Between the spirit beast and the monster, there is no demon spirit of the monster, but there is no fairy spirit of the spirit of the spirit beast.

The monster in the divine soul realm can be called the demon king, while the monster in the broken realm can be called the demon emperor. If it reaches the broken realm, it can condense pure blood and get the inheritance of the fairy world. This demon emperor is called the mythical beast.

In ancient times, the bodies of real dragons, phoenixes, gluttons, as well as Wanpeng King, Golden Eagle King and Qingluan were all broken mythical beasts, and some were comparable to immortals, but none of these mythical beasts were cultivated.

As soon as the ghost shadow hatches, it has the strength of the demon emperor. Although the body is small, it is as fast as lightning, coming and going like the wind, and the claws are like knives. It is the best at sneak attack, which makes people unpreventable and unpredictable, so it has the name of ghost shadow.

This mythical beast is fierce and does not eat with its soul, and the more powerful the soul is, the more it likes it. In the process of the growth of the ghost shadow, I don't know how many holy emperors were swallowed up by it, which once caused panic in the world. Finally, several strong men at the peak of the broken world were dispatched to form a large array and work together to encircle and suppress it, and then the mythical beast that reached the broken eightfold was eliminated.

But the ghost shadow in front of him is far from so scary. It looks like just a cub. In terms of attack power, it only has the strength of the seven-grade demon king. However, with the speed of ghosts, it is enough to kill a higher level of existence, but it is trapped by Wu Shengdao with the magic power to turn blood into a prison. Otherwise, even if it is injured, this The ghost can also escape.

"Why do fairy mythical beasts appear here? Are they all transformed into remnant souls like Qingluan and others?" Shen Chong was surprised, but he didn't dare to act rashly. He could only watch Wu Shengdao imprison the ghost shadow.

Although Wu Shengdao did not recognize the origin of this spirit beast, he also saw that it was extraordinary and had great growth potential, so he tried to lose a great elder to capture it. If he could subdue it, it would definitely become a great help to himself.

Wu Shengdao bit his finger, and a drop of blood popped up. As long as the blood containing his soul penetrates into the sea of knowledge of the ghost shadow, it is equivalent to planting a seed in the sea of knowledge. As long as it grows slowly and constantly planting the idea of submission, it can make this ghost shadow completely obey himself.

The ghost shadow also felt dangerous, struggling desperately and making a strange scream, but it could not get rid of the control of the witch holy road.

Suddenly, there was a violent turbulence in the air. A knife light penetrated the void and cut out. The knife light trembled repeatedly, as if it had swung away from small worlds. In a moment, everyone felt the departure of heaven and earth, and the atmosphere of heaven and earth disappeared. That knife had shocked everyone's origin.

Wu Shengdao was most shocked, because the target of this knife was him. Under the strong knife wind, the drop of blood evaporated in an instant, and a sense of danger shrouded it. The Tao on Wu Shengdao had been crushed by the knife wind.

"What kind of person dares to sneak up on me!" Wu Shengdao roared and moved his body. A treasure coat had been covered on his body. His palms clapped sharply, rolled up a storm, and patted the knife light.

Bum!

The knife light was broken, but the palm of Wu Shengdao was also cut, leaving a blood line, and a few drops of blood spilled into the ice and snow, which looked strange and eye-catching.

"I'm just a junior, how dare I call myself in front of me." Suddenly, the wind and snow were divided, and the void cracked. He walked out of a middle-aged man. The man's upper body was **, and his lower body was surrounded by a piece of animal skin. His bronze skin was like steel. His face was resolute and angular, like a knife carving. His muscles were even more intertwined, high and high, full of explosive power, masculinity. It shows that there is no force, just by the momentum, the wind and snow bounce away.

What a big man!

Even Shen Chong, who was hiding in the dark, shouted secretly.

It's just that the big man broke an arm, and there was also a terrible scar on his face. The flesh and blood at the broken arm and scar were still squirming, covering a strange force that prevented the wound from healing.

"Who are you?" Wu Shengdao's eyes shrank and he couldn't see through the man's cultivation, but judging from the momentum of the knife just now, his cultivation was by no means below him.

The one-armed man's eyes turned, and when he saw the ghost shadow trapped in the blood cage, he suddenly became extremely angry, and a strong murderous atmosphere spread out: "I have been diving in Tianjue Mountain for 200 years. Only this spirit beast is accompanied by you dare to hurt it. It's simply a heinous crime, and all of them are going to die."

"It's not a big deal!" Wu Shengdao snorted coldly, clenched his palms, and the double rolls burst out fiercely. Like two dragons going out to sea, they turned into a black cloud, and the fierce fist wind had enveloped the one-armed man.

He suffered a loss in the hand just now. He knew that the other party's power was still above himself, but with the fairyland charm, he was not afraid at all, but took the lead.

"Wuzu Holy Fist!"

Two dragons gathered together, and the black gas rolled. For a moment, the ghost cried and the wolf howled again, and the clouds were dense. Even the wind and snow in the Tianjue mountains seemed to have stopped. The witch people were good at using the method of blood sacrifice to stimulate magic power, which had something in common with the magic.

"Wuzu Holy Fist, it turns out that you are all from Wuzumen. Immortals are not immortals, demons are not demons, and you deserve to die." The one-armed man smiled without anger. His palm turned over, and a snow-bright long knife appeared. As soon as the knife came out, even the cold air around him became stronger. The thirteen elders behind Wu Shengdao shivered at the same time.

Cutting out with one knife is three times more powerful than just now. The air has become fierce, the mountains and rocks are broken, and the power is powerful. The knife method is even more mysterious and natural. However, two dragons have been cut off with one knife, and the dark clouds have also been swept away, revealing the horrified face of Wu Shengdao.

Another blood spilled down. The witch silkworm's treasure clothes on Wu Shengdao's body had been cut, and a terrible knife mark appeared on his chest.

"Blue-blooded chopping knife, you are the Tongtian knife saint. It is rumored that you have fallen into the hands of Lv Jiannan. How can you appear here? There is such a strong cultivation." Wu Shengdao's face was like white paper, with a trace of shame and anger. He just put down his bold words and wanted to unify the nine continents, but was defeated by a sudden knife saint.

"Hey hey, Lv Jiannan? In those years, I was called the double saint of swords and swords. After a big war, I lost a move and lost an arm, but he was not much better. Even if he didn't die, he still hid." Tongtian Daosheng laughed. For more than two hundred years, he did not care about the world and hid in this hell-like mountain. The first was to recover from his wounds, and the second was to use cold poison to practice the knife method and wanted to fight with Lv Jiannan again.

Lv Jiannan used to be the first master of Shenzhou, and the Qidao Sect Potianjian Sect also respected this person as the ancestor of the Kai sect, but now he is like Qingyunzi and has long been missing. This Tongtian Daosheng was as famous as it two hundred years ago, and today's cultivation is even more unfathomable.

Suddenly, the knife light in the palm of the Tongtian knife has crossed to the square where Shen Chong was: "There is actually a small ant that can hide under my eyelids. Let's die together."

"It's not good!" Shen Chong's heart jumped. As soon as the two fought, Shen Chong knew that he could no longer hide it. The power of the two men's engagement had affected a hundred miles, and the breath was disordered. Even if the Taoism hid the breath in 33 days, it would definitely be exposed under the impact of such magic.

Shen Chong's body danced, and the wind and thunder wings flashed. The knife of Tongtian Daosheng only came out casually, but it was also very mysterious. However, Shen Chong's current kendo is also extraordinary. After taking back the two dance sword pictures from the Lan family, the six pictures converged. Shen Chong had a new understanding of the heaven and earth. At this time, it was displayed, and the sword spirit was vertical. Horizontal, dense, heaven and earth are all-enhan, returned to a sword, which has smashed the light of the blue blood sword.

"Good boy, not only is he good at hiding, but this kendo is also a little interesting." Tongtian Daosheng's face moved slightly.

Shen Chong put away his sword spirit and took half a step back slightly: "Please forgive me. The younger generation just inadvertently broke in, not from Wuzumen."

Shen Chong's momentum has not decreased, but he has no intention to fight with Tongtian Daosheng, and he doesn't know what method the Daosheng used to resist cold poison. He can live in seclusion in Tianjue Mountain for more than 200 years. Shen Chong does not occupy the right time, land and people. Naturally, he is unwilling to fight with this powerful Daosheng.

"If you are not from Wuzumen, then get out of here!" The holy momentum of Tongtian Dao swayed, and a mass of wind and snow rushed to Shen, but he did not take action again.

Shen Chong was not angry. His footsteps flashed and he had retreated to one side. The fight between Tongtian Daosheng and the people of Wuzumen was exactly what he wanted, and the fairyland edict also made him very afraid. Even this Tongtian Daosheng might not be able to take advantage of it.

Wu Shengdao gasped slightly, and a power of immortality gushed out. The knife wound on his chest was suddenly suppressed. With a wave of his arm, another black treasure coat covered his body, and his breath was running and had returned as usual.

He saw that Shen Chong also frowned slightly. With his opinion, he naturally saw that Shen Chong's realm was low, but his strength was strong. It was not easy to deal with a single knife saint. If the other party joined hands, the fairyland Fu Zhao could not fully promote himself. At most, he would be invincible, but he could not protect his subordinates.

The twelve elders behind him are the elite of Wuzumen. If they are lost, Wuzumen will be dead in name only.

"Well, this boy quietly hides aside. He must have a plan. I'm afraid that all those words just now have been heard by this boy. Anyway, wait for me to kill this so-called knife saint and come back to ** you boy." Wu Shengdao thought with hatred and passed on a consciousness to the master of Wuzumen behind him.

The twelve strong men behind him have already secretly laid out the array. The air machine is connected, and the yuan gods intersect to prevent the Tongtian knife saint from hurting people. At the same time, he integrates a hundred miles into a virtual boundary. Even if the Tongtian knife saint wants to escape, he will be stopped by the void boundary for a moment.

"The spirit of Xianyuan, is it possible that you have a fairy stone on your body? Hey hey, then I'm going to kill you even more. Only the Qi of Xianyuan can resolve the broken sword spirit in my body, and may even be rebirth with amputated." Tongtian Daosheng sensed the spirit of immortality, and his eyes burst out when he was neutral.

His wound has been unable to heal for a long time, because Lv Jiannan's sword spirit has been wrapped around his body and has not been driven out. Only the power of Xianyuan in the fairy stone can wear out this sword spirit.