Eternal Tianzong

Chapter 175 World of Ten Directions, Prison King!
"boom"

The void collapsed, and Lu Xiangsheng spread his wings soaring to the sky, with the flames of divine light rolling up behind him, holding Fang Tian's painted halberd tightly with both hands, and slashed with all his strength, the endless great sun and true flames rushed out, condensing into a round of dazzling flames of flames, in a daze Like the great sun, tearing apart the vacuum.

At this moment, Lu Xiangsheng burst out his peak combat power, and the astonishing energy of the sun swayed a ray of hollow barriers, shattered in a vacuum, and manifested a chaotic shape. This halberd seemed to shatter the void sky, shatter the mountains, rivers and the earth .

"Worlds of ten directions, God King of Prison Suppression!"

The vast divine singing resounded from the void, Lin Yang had a solemn face, and behind him, a three-headed and six-armed celestial deity had a condensed form, with vertical eyes on his forehead, shining divine light, stepping on resentful spirits and evil spirits, holding a gun and a golden awl in his hand, Holding a vase and a bright mirror, the divine power is vast, as if it came from the world of ten directions.

Accompanied by the dazzling and crystal-clear light all over his body, the God King of Prison Suppression was indifferent and ruthless. Facing Fang Tian's painting halberd that fell from above his head, he punched out with a fist. , to suppress Purgatory.

The fists and halberds intersected, and a terrifying air wave burst out, sweeping through the vacuum for several miles, everything was shattered, and the idol dissipated. Lin Yang walked out of the sea of ​​fire and air waves, his face was calm as usual, without any abnormality.

"Crack."

On the fiery red-gold Fangtian painted halberd, a crack started from the edge of the crescent moon, spreading across the entire Fangtian painted halberd in an instant. The moment the god statue dissipated, Fangtian painted halberd also disappeared from Lu Xiangsheng's hand, turning into golden powder all over the sky. Fluttering down.

"puff"

The old wound was not healed, and the new wound appeared again, but Lu Xiangsheng could no longer suppress it at this time, the divine flames all over his body were extinguished, the fire feathers faded, and he spit out a big mouth against the blood. Inflammation transpires.

"Trouble General Lu, set up a seat for me in the hall."

Seeing that Lu Xiangsheng had no strength to fight anymore, Lin Yang calmly withdrew his hand, saluted slightly, and said in a harmonious voice.

"Hmph! Lu's skills are not as good as others', and his word counts. You should have a seat in the hall. However, I want to be clear. Whether the innate thunder body is allowed to enter your Yuxu Temple or not depends on your personal wishes and cannot be forced."

Suppressing the chaotic surging spiritual power in his body, Lu Xiangsheng said coldly with his face covered with frost.

Slightly nodding his head, Lin Yang smiled modestly and said: "It's natural. I, Yuxuguan, have always convinced people with virtue and treated people with courtesy. I still can't do this looting thing. If I don't have a chance, I won't force it."

Having said that, the extreme confidence in his words and demeanor cannot be hidden no matter what.

Lu Xiangsheng has nothing to say about this, Yuxuguan is the leader of the right way in the world, and countless talented and talented heroes who have been amazing for thousands of years, want to worship Yuxuguan but fail.

Right now, Lin Yang is ordered to go down the mountain to receive the congenital thunder body to enter the temple in person. Such a fairy fate, presumably no one would refuse it.

..............................

"break!!"

In the hall, Duanchou had already taken out the Tianlin sword from the virtual world. With a movement of his wrist, the sword chant rose, and the Tianlin sword swung across the sky. The pale golden sword light drew a beautiful trajectory in front of him. Retreat instead of advance.

With a slap, the left foot stepped forward heavily, causing a loud bang on the ground under his feet, and the Tianlin sword shone with a shocking edge, and swung it out with a fierce momentum that shattered everything.

"boom"

The Tianlin sword and the golden sword Qi slashed together, and the mottled rust on the Tianlin sword seemed to have fallen off a little, and the sharpness was fully revealed. When the two collided, thousands of sword lights were cut out, brilliant and majestic.

Duanchou's complexion was ice-cold, and the Tianlin sword energy in his body was poured into the sword, and the sword light that was urged out was even sharper and stronger. In addition, the Tianlin sword itself was a supreme fairy sword, so sharp that it cut off the sword energy with one blow , Annihilating all the phantoms of the swords condensed in the golden sword energy.

That's not to mention, Duanchou stepped forward with a single step, a pale golden sword light burst out from his body, the person had disappeared in place, and the figure reappeared approaching ten feet in front of Dao Lingxu, as if so far away.

The steps under the feet move continuously, one step after another, stepping forward, the sword walks with you, like a swimming dragon, the Taoist robes around you are floating, and the clouds are self-generated. All kinds of means are just to get close to Dao Lingxu!
Behind Jingyue Daoist, Shen Tuchen stared blankly at the stretched figure in the hall, moving like a dragon, as if seeing a ghost, his eyes were full of inconceivable.

The aura condensed and climbed, and Duanchou locked onto Dao Lingxu firmly. The Tianlin sword in his hand was at an incredible speed, from up to down, from left to right, chopping up, picking down, cutting horizontally, and slashing obliquely. The angle was extremely tricky, splitting 36 like The real sword shadow shrouded and cut down.

The murderous intent is fully revealed, and every sword shadow contains unparalleled sharpness, tearing the vacuum and crushing everything.

It is the sword skill that Duanchou has comprehended, the sword transforms into thousands of shadows. Compared with the seven sword shadows when the sword skill was first completed, at this time, Duanchou can already condense 36 sword shadows, which is far more powerful than before.

"You can't shake a tree without knowing what you can do!" Dao Lingxu said indifferently as he stood proudly in the void.

Seeing dozens of sword shadows enveloping the siege, he did not panic. The ancient dragon-patterned sword on his back trembled and hummed lightly. He backed away slightly, just when everyone thought he chose to avoid it. In the next scene, But everyone was stunned.

The power of the sword spread and enveloped, and Dao Lingxu's whole aura changed, like an ancient sword that shattered the barrier of time and light. It came from ancient times, and it was unparalleled in sharpness and split the sky.

On hundreds of sapphire desks in the hall, the jade-colored bamboo chopsticks were pulled out like swords, enveloped by Dao Lingxu's sword, and soared into the air.

Every bamboo chopstick was like a sword, stained with the sharpness of Dao Lingxu's sword, and gathered towards the top of his head.

"Emperor Langya Sword, this sword is Linmortal,"

Dao Lingxu opened his mouth proudly, he moved his sword, and the bamboo chopsticks condensed, turning into a bamboo sword of tens of feet, and stabbing in the air against the shadow of the sword covering the sky.

When the sword came out, the sharpness was hidden, and it floated out of the dust, and there was a heavenly sound shaking, as if the emperor of heaven came to the world.

"Puff puff."

One after another sword shadows shattered like phantoms, without a sound, and there was no way to stop their sharpness.

Duanchou's complexion changed slightly, he didn't expect the gap between the two to be so huge, he used all his means, and the one-shot sword he slashed ten feet in front of the opponent, in the eyes of the opponent, he didn't even have the interest to draw the sword Bong.

Inexplicably, anger surged up in his heart, and Duanchou didn't give up halfway. He took a step forward, his body was like a flying dragon, and the void exploded. cut off.

In an instant, 36 sword shadows split into the sky, and then converged and merged in an instant, condensing under the sword edge, and turned into a nearly hundred-foot-high sword shadow.

It is like a sharp sword that opens the sky, trying to tear the sky and the earth apart!

(End of this chapter)