Chapter 289 The King
In any way, Yu Chuanyuan is a perfect beautiful man, so perfect that people feel that he doesn't look like a real demon.
His eyes swept coldly from the jade face of Xuelian City, containing indescribable contempt and ridiculence, and then condensed on Chu Tian's body.
Just as everyone thought he was going to take action against Chu Tian, Yu Chuanyuan's figure suddenly disappeared.
No, it didn't disappear, but turned into seven, seven or forty-nine virtual shadows and appeared in all directions of Qinger.
A secret method and a type of attack are like a mountain and sea. If forty-nine heavenly masters take action together, the wind and clouds will rise and the waves will be magnificent.
Suddenly, Qing'er's figure disappeared in the overlapping and gorgeous sea of colorful light.
"Woth girl!" Dong Tianji and wings rushed up gently, and in an instant, they also disappeared in the sea of purple and red light.
Chu Tian was shocked and immediately woke up to the sinister intention of Yu Chuanyuan - he wanted to preempt to grab the prison magic sword, and then turned around to deal with himself.
At this moment, there is a distance of hundreds of feet between him and Qinger, and there are 70 or 80 masters of the Biluo Haiyu family among them. It is almost impossible to rescue them in time.
"Break!" The blue silk cherry lips opened gently, and the magic seal of the hands hidden in Luo's sleeves ran, bursting out a snow-white electric light like jade from the delicate body.
"Karala, Karara--" The electric light suddenly expanded and spread around like a spider's web, cutting the void hundreds of feet into pieces. Like an iceberg floating on the sea surface, they collided with each other. From time to time, colorful streams of light burst out from the broken cracks. The place devoured everything and turned into bottomless black space-time vortexes.
Between the lightning, a silver empty passageway was spread at the foot of Chu Tian, and the end was locked by the regiment of Qinger and Yu Chuanyuan.
"Thank you very much!" Chu Tian only had time to gratefully glance at the almost weak Chao Qingsi, and then rushed into the passage.
Of course, Yu Chuanyuan knew that someone was using great magic power to break the void. What he vaguely used was the exclusive unique "Jade Broken Sky" of Tianji Yin Qingshuang in the past.
But he has no time to think more about who sent this piece of jade. The most urgent thing is to grab the prison magic sword from the hand of the girl in snow in front of him!
"Bang, bang, bang, bang--" The virtual shadows were torn and scattered in the invincible edge of the prison magic sword. Every time one is destroyed, it means that the magic power of Yu Chuanyuan is weakened by one point.
But he can't take care of this much. Even if he pays a considerable price, he will kill Qinger in one breath and grab the prison magic sword!
He could feel that there was a terrible murderous atmosphere behind him, like thunder and lightning, approaching at an incredible speed.
"Bang!" A virtual shadow suddenly rushed forward and slapped on the prison magic sword.
The sharp swordmang cut the right arm of the virtual shadow to pieces. At this price, the prison magic sword flew out of Qinger's hand and shot high into the sky.
Qing'er frowned and hummed, and her delicate body fell back and was falling into the arms of the wings. She could only watch the virtual photos flying all over the sky as one, and re-condensed into the real body of Yu Chuanyuan and raised its hand to take a prison magic sword.
His hand seemed to extend infinitely, and in a blink of an eye, he caught up with the prison magic sword, while Chu Tian was still five feet away.
Dong Tianji saw that the situation was not good, and he shouted and made a twelve-type Tianji printing.
The magnificent Dharma seal came out of the gate, and twelve magnificent arcs were drawn to attack the rain through the abyss.
Yu Chuanyuan turned a blind eye and ate the sky machine seal with his body.
I saw the twelve heavenly machine prints crashing into Yu Chuanyuan's body, like mercury penetrating into his body and disappearing.
Yu Chuanyuan's handsome face flashed like a jade carving, and his body shook slightly, emitting a faint layer of light smoke, and then he recovered as usual.
At this time, his fingertips had touched the hilt of the prison magic sword, and everything was at his fingertips.
Unexpectedly, the magic sword of the prison suddenly flowed with golden light, as if sensing the irresistible call from heaven. A dragon roared like thunder, suddenly changed the sliding trajectory and flew back through the fingertips of the rain to the abyss at an untrackable speed.
He thought he was sure, but Yu Chuanyuan's right hand was empty at the last moment.
His sword eyebrows shrugged imperceptably, showing extreme anger and surprise in his heart. His left hand was held with emptiness and condensed into a "burial dragon whip" flying lock prison magic sword made of 999 keel bones.
Unfortunately, although his second reaction was so fast that it was impossible, it still slowed down.
The difference in the speed of this line is enough to determine life and death.
Chu Tian jumped out of the void passage opened for Qingsi, as if he had already calculated the trajectory of the prison magic sword flying, and five fingers and a sword fell into the palm of his hand.
At that time, an unprecedented wonderful feeling flowed on the spiritual platform. It seems that there is no blood connection between him and the prison magic sword in his hand.
The memory of thousands of years in the magic sword and the killing spirit and violent breath accumulated from countless wars instantly filled Chu Tian's body, as if to fill his body!
At this second, Chu Tian felt that with the surging sword spirit in the prison magic sword, he had experienced the vicissitudes of thousands of years and endless expeditions in the demon world.
The magnificent sword spirit washed his body over and over again, filling and stirring his meridians, making his strength reach an unprecedented peak.
- It feels so good.
Chu Tianqing couldn't help exhaling and enjoying the wonderful taste of blending with the prison magic sword water and milk.
"Keng!" With a crisp sound of gold and stone, the funeral dragon whip wrapped around the prison magic sword, spitting out a strong momentum and attacked Chu Tian's right arm.
Chu Tian did not move, and his eyes did not know when the cold golden red cold light flashed. He looked at the rain abyss that was doing his best to stimulate the funeral dragon whip without any emotion.
"Wow--" The prison magic sword let out a roar like a roar from the end of hell. The divine light soared like a erupting volcano, bursting bloody red hot magma, as if the void would be melted and penetrated!
"Sneer--" The buried dragon whip wailed in pain like a living thing. The keel wrapped around the prison magic sword had no room for resistance at all, and the ashes and smoke disappeared between the fingers.
The blood-red sword flame has no intention of closing at all. After devouring and melting more than ten keel bones, the divine power is blazing, like a flowing molten river following the buried dragon whip to take advantage of victory.
The keel has no power to fight back. It was destroyed and melted by the sword flame one by one, and more than half of it was destroyed in the blink of an eye.
Yu Chuanyuan was not surprised. With a sneer, his left hand vibrating slightly, and the buried dragon whip automatically broke into two pieces.
However, the turbulent sword flame of the prison magic sword did not stagnate at all because of the loss of the guidance of the buried dragon whip. Instead, the sound of "hush" expanded, like a bloody flag spreading high in the wind, wrapped in the rain and spreading the abyss.
Yu Chuanyuan's right five fingers burst out like a knife, and he waved his arms in front of his chest.
The powerful magic knowledge is dense in the underworld. Along the path of the hand knife, it bursts into a deep void that diverged from a narrow and wide fan shape in front of Yu Chuanyuan.
The dark deep rath is like someone tore a huge gap in the underworld with a pair of invisible hands, which is dim and mercilessly devouring all existence. Even a glimmer of light can't escape its claws.
The sword flame is like a firefall falling into the abyss, instantly swallowed up by the boundless darkness.
"Swallow the sky!" Because the empty passage opened by Chaoqingsi can only cross one person at a time, Xuelian City can only watch the deep void eat through the underworld sea hundreds of feet away and go straight to Chu Tian and shouts, "Lord Mu, be careful!"
Chu Tian didn't seem to hear the reminder of Xue Liancheng. Across the prison magic sword, he seemed to try to cut off the rabble of swallowing the sky.
However, the sharpness of the prison magic sword is not enough to cut off the deep rabble. The endless darkness surged like a tide, swallowing Chu Tian and the sword in an instant.
Yu Chuanyuan sneered and released three splits to resist the covering Qinger, Yi Qingyang and Dong Tianji respectively. He also used his left hand to urge a secret method to force Bei Xixue and Xi Ya to retreat, and his right hand calmly explored into the swallowing rabble to get the prison magic sword.
Suddenly, his face changed dramatically, and an angry roar like a snow-white lightning flew back. Half of his right arm protruded into the deep rath was gone, and the elbow-length wound sprayed a sad blood rain in the air!
I only saw that the combination of Chu Tian's sword was like a dragon rushing out of the sea and swallowing the sky. The light of the sword shone in the sea, and the invincible momentum of breaking the heaven and the earth was forced to pass the rain to the abyss.
The rain passed through the abyss retreated but not chaotic. The two fingers of his left hand gently twisted, and a black secret Zhiluo flower was furiously released with his fingertips. Six petals bloomed together, from which thousands of strange sword awns were ejected, and gathered into a giant python more than ten feet long and rushed to Chu Tian fiercely.
Chu Tian didn't look at it. He shook his hand and threw out the prison magic sword, and killed a kind of "flying fairy" in the air.
This sword washes all the lead. Without even a trace of extra tricks and tricks, it completely relies on the power and momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers to split the universe.
"Woo-" The golden strong light is like a plough and sweeping the hole to completely destroy the thousands of swords that have been melted, and then penetrated the black secret Zhiluo flower in front of Yu Chuanyuan. Finally, a trace of blood light passed through his body, and the rumbled sword roared like a chariot of death.
Everyone present was deeply shocked by this scene. For a moment, they were speechless - the genius heir of the Biluo Haiyu family. His cultivation has reached the peak of the magic power of creation. He was only half a step away from stepping into the natural rain abyss of the Dharma. Unexpectedly, he was completely defeated under Chu Tian's sword in just three rounds!
"Bum!" Just as everyone was distracted, Yu Chuanyuan's head suddenly burst into a ball of light, and the yuan god escaped desperately to the depths of the underworld. It's just that the light and arrogance of this Yuanshen are almost less than 30% of its heyday, which makes people involuntarily think of the so-called "dead dog".
Unexpectedly, his yuan god had just risen less than three feet, and before he had time to use his escape technique to hide into the void, he burned golden red flames all over his body, and quickly devoured his whole body. While roaring in pain, he fell down like a meteorite.
Chu Tian raised his hand to capture the prison magic sword, indifferently looked at the destructed Yu Chuanyuan, and stood proudly on the vast underworld, as if he were the master of the world.