Nine Pins Immortal Road

Chapter 836
"Wow!"

There was a beeping sound, and behind Liang Zhaohuang, a giant Kunpeng Dharma appeared, soaring into the sky, sweeping through the storm, and rushing towards the barbarian defense line blocking the way.

If Liang Zhaohuang wanted to get off to a good start and establish his prestige, he naturally had to use the fastest and most powerful means to destroy the barbarian front, which would be the most effective.

Therefore, Liang Zhaohuang directly sacrificed the 'Kunpeng Faxiang'.

The thousand-foot-sized "Kunpeng Faxiang" rushed up along the river, and under the impact and sweep of the wind and water laws controlled by it, the frozen river below broke open one after another, and the frozen river water and the ice rolled back together And rise.

'Kunpeng Faxiang' seems to be stepping on a violent white dragon, rushing towards the barbarian defense line.

"Hiss! Faxiang..."

"Fourth-order dharma!"

"National Infant Dharma Form!"

Seeing the power of the 'Kunpeng Faxiang' sacrificed by Liang Zhaohuang, several Jindan real people who came to help from behind changed their expressions and exclaimed.

The way they looked at Liang Zhaohuang suddenly became different, full of awe.

Apparently, as Long Zhenjun established the Dharma Sect in the East China Sea and preached the way of Dharma, the knowledge and information about Dharma has gradually spread in these years.

Not only Jindan real people in the eastern and southern regions of the Xian Dynasty knew and recognized this dharma, but also the "Tiangangfeng" Wei Family Master Wei in Youzhou in the northern part of the Xian Dynasty also recognized the fourth-order Kunpeng sacrificed by Liang Zhaohuang at a glance. Dharma phase.

"Xuan Ming!"

"Xuan Ming!"

"Xuan Ming!"

In the defense line built by the barbarians, facing the terrifying power of the 'Kunpeng Faxiang' coming from the impact of the 'White Dragon', the defending barbarians roared one after another, calling for the power of the Xuanming Demon God.

In the defensive front, the magic formations and restraints arranged by the barbarians have been activated and run to the maximum. Terrifying magic light, ice, and death energy erupted one after another, covering the entire defensive front.

What's more, in the defensive front of the barbarians, on each of the three bone altars, a priest of Xuanming was boarded.

These Xuanming priests each picked up a leather bag from their waists and opened it, pouring out a large amount of flesh, muscles, bones, and even monks' souls, and poured them on the bone altar.

The three bone altars devoured a large amount of flesh, muscles, bones, and spirits. Terrifying demon energy and death energy soared into the sky and converged in midair, where the shadow of the 'Xuanming Demon God' faintly emerged.

Apparently, the barbarians guarding this defensive line saw that they were unable to resist the attack of the 'Kunpeng', and decided to summon the power projection of the 'Xuanming Demon God' to resist the attack of the 'Kunpeng'.

Seeing this, Liang Zhaohuang naturally couldn't let them do what they wanted.

Otherwise, if the projection of the power of the 'Xuanming Demon God' really came, Liang Zhaohuang's 'Kunpeng Dharma Aspect' would definitely not be an opponent based on his ability to fight the Nascent Soul True Lord for several days without defeat, and finally dissipate.

After all, Liang Zhaohuang's use of the 'Kunpeng Dharma' is to consume his own mana and spiritual knowledge. Even if he mobilizes the power of the fourth-order Kunpeng in the Kunpeng Secret Realm, it will be difficult for him to last, let alone a few days of fighting, even a few hours!

At that time, not only would he not be able to break through the barbarian defensive front in front of him, not to mention a good start and standing up, even they might not be able to protect themselves.

Therefore, in an instant, Liang Zhaohuang exerted the mana power and spiritual consciousness of the golden core to the extreme, and urged the 'Kunpeng Dharma Aspect' to the extreme.

"Wow!"

The thousand-foot-long 'Kunpeng Faxiang' uttered a scream and a long roar, and stepped on the 'White Dragon' that rolled up from the glacier under its claws. The speed and power suddenly increased to the limit, and it fell on the barbarian defense line in an instant.

A pair of wings across the sky stirred the lawful power of wind and water, sweeping the endless wind and blizzard, like two knives interlaced, cutting in the sky of the defense line, on the projection of the mysterious demon god who is about to emerge.

Immediately, the projection of Xuanming Demon God, which was still tumbling with demonic energy and death intent, was cut and crushed.

Ah!
In the dark, there seemed to be an angry roar coming from the shattered projection of the demon god, but it had no effect at all.

At the same time, the pair of sharp claws of the 'Kunpeng Faxiang', carrying the 'White Dragon' that rolled up the glacier, rushed to the barbarian defense line below.

In the defense line set up by the barbarians, the magical formations, prohibitions, and bone altars all erupted with bright magic light, but in this rolling glacier 'White Dragon' and the 'Kunpeng Dharma' that stirred up the power of Feng Xing and Water Xing Under a pair of sharp claws, it is useless.

It's just that they are all broken and torn apart in an instant.

Among the defensive fronts, magic formations and restrictions exploded one after another, and the defensive fronts of the ice and white bones and the giant stone main city began to crack and shatter one after another.

The three bone altars on it are the focus of the attack of the 'Kunpeng Faxiang'.

A pair of sharp claws protruded, one claw stirred the power of the law of wind, and the other claw stirred the power of the law of water, and attacked the two bone altars on both sides above the defensive front.

At the same time, the 'Kunpeng Faxiang' pecked down, in which the power of wind and water flowed together, like Kunpeng piercing the head of a bug in the void, and pecked directly at the center of the defense line, the largest and strongest bone altar.

On the three bone altars, the three priests of Xuanming burst out in succession in the face of the attacking 'Kunpeng Dharma Aspect' sharp claws and sharp mouths.

They also knew that relying on their own strength, it was impossible to succeed against the attack of the fourth-order 'Kunpeng Faxiang', and they could only rely on the power of the 'Xuanming Demon God'.

Therefore, the actions of the three Xuanming priests at this moment are very consistent. They all sacrificed their flesh and limbs one after another, merging into the bone altar below them, summoning the power of the 'Xuanming Demon God' with all their strength and quickly, wanting to Resist the attack of 'Kunpeng Faxiang'.

Three bone altars, on the left and right altars, two Xuanming priests sacrificed their legs and arms, and almost instantly, a black snake demon appeared on each of the two bone altars Shadow, one swallows the power of ice, and the other swallows the power of death.

However, these two Xuanming priests are not as fierce as the strongest Xuanming priest on the largest bone altar in the middle.

What the other party sacrificed was neither his legs nor his arms, but directly integrated his whole body, including his body and soul, into the bone altar for a complete sacrifice without hesitation.

Therefore, on the largest white bone altar in the middle, a projection of the power of the 'Xuanming Demon God' was about to condense almost instantly.

"Wow!"

Seeing this, the 'Kunpeng Faxiang' seemed to feel the threat. After making a cry, the sharp mouth that pecked opened directly, and a large amount of wind and flood containing the power of law spewed out, instantly impacting on the largest and strongest place. on the altar of bones.

boom!rumbling...

There was an instant roar and explosion, and under the impact of the strong wind and flood containing the power of law, the largest and strongest bone altar was instantly cracked and shattered by the impact.

And without the guidance of the white bone altar, the power projection of the 'Xuanming Demon God' that had almost condensed on it lost its support in an instant, and collapsed and dissipated directly at the last step of its descent.

dead!
In the dark, Liang Zhaohuang heard the roar of the demon god again. This time, it was more powerful and powerful than last time. The roar had even poured into his sea of ​​consciousness, bursting out with brilliant magic power, stirring the sea of ​​consciousness and impacting the gold. Dan and spirit.

In Liang Zhaohuang's sea of ​​consciousness, three rounds of 'five-color circles of light' erupted with brilliant five-color Buddha light, illuminating the entire sea of ​​consciousness, and finally resisted the terrifying roar of the demon god.

At the same time, the five-color Buddha light permeating Liang Zhaohuang's sea of ​​consciousness was also rapidly consumed and reduced in this resistance.

These five-color Buddha lights are his spiritual consciousness, which is rapidly consumed and reduced at this time, making it even more difficult for him to envoy the 'Kunpeng Faxiang'.

Liang Zhaohuang's complexion began to turn pale, his brows were tightly wrinkled, and sweat was dripping from his temples.

They are all caused by rapid and excessive consumption of spiritual consciousness and five-color Buddha light.

Fortunately, at this time, the "Kunpeng Faxiang" had already established the victory, and the defensive front of the barbarians had been reversed and destroyed by the glaciers it set off. Many barbarians and mysterious warriors were either killed or fell into the ice river. , struggling in vain.

It is the three bone altars on it, the largest altar has been destroyed, and there are two smaller bone altars on the left and right. Under the claws, they were also completely powerless to resist, and in an instant, together with the disabled Xuanming Priest and the White Bone Altar, were destroyed by the sharp claws of the 'Kunpeng Faxiang' into pieces.

"call……"

Seeing that the barbarian defense line was successfully destroyed, the three bone altars were also destroyed, and the power projection of the 'Xuanming Demon God' did not come down, the 'Kunpeng Faxiang' successfully completed the task of getting off to a good start and standing up.

Liang Zhaohuang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Immediately, he sensed the few remaining five-color Buddha light and spiritual consciousness in the sea of ​​consciousness, his brow throbbed, and he didn't dare to stay in the 'Kunpeng Dharma Aspect' to show his prestige, so he immediately accepted the 'Kunpeng Dharma Aspect'.

This time, the 'Kunpeng Faxiang' played for less than a quarter of an hour, but consumed more and greater power. Although most of them were mobilized and borrowed fourth-order Kunpeng power, Liang Zhaohuang consumed the same mana as his spiritual consciousness. Not small.

The mana of his golden core has been consumed by more than half in this short period of two quarters of an hour.

And spiritual consciousness consumes more, especially in order to resist the roar of magic power, more five-color Buddha light is consumed. At this time, the remaining five-color Buddha light and spiritual consciousness are less than one-fifth of their heyday.

His combat power at this time has been greatly reduced, less than one-third of his heyday.

However, Liang Zhaohuang didn't show it. He even used his mana to restore his complexion, evaporate the sweat from his temples, and restore all abnormalities on his body.

He sent 'Kunpeng Faxiang' to fight this time, the purpose is to get off to a good start, in order to stand up, naturally he can't show the slightest weakness at this time, otherwise the effect of standing up will be reduced by at least half.

"All right."

Liang Zhaohuang smiled, turned to everyone, and said:

"The barbarian defense line in front has been destroyed, everyone clean up the battlefield, let's continue to set off!"

Liang Zhaohuang was full of smiles, and he spoke calmly, but at this moment, all Jindan masters and a group of monks in the team couldn't help but bow their heads in front of him, not daring to look directly, full of awe, as if facing him Nascent Soul True Monarch is average.

(End of this chapter)