Eternal Tianzong

Chapter 542 Sweeping, invincible!
"The tower of the gods? It's just a ray of remnant souls. With the help of the power of the Lingbao hall, it's just a treasure transformed. A group of lonely ghosts want to suppress this seat?!"

The sharp edge swept away, shattered the turbulent flow, a few souls and dharma bodies were involved, and shattered into nothingness on the spot, Duanchou stepped forward against the wind, standing proudly in the void, his gaze was like a sword, coldly condensing many dharma body souls in the field of vision, the way of the sword was immersed and manifested, like the sky prison.

Looking across, no one dared to look at him!

Suddenly, Duanchou stretched out his hand and made a move, Tianlin flew into his palm, raised it up, pointed his sword at King Shura, and said indifferently: "You were the one who screamed the most fiercely just now, come out and die!"

King Shura's complexion turned blue and white, extremely ugly, if it was placed in the heyday, let alone one Duanchou, even if there were ten more, he would not pay attention to them, he could easily tear them into pieces and kill them.

But now, he doesn't even have the demon body of his body. Only by relying on this innate spiritual treasure-level hall can he have the strength to return to the middle of the source. Said, it is not difficult for Duanchou to kill him!
Although he was crazy and fierce, he was not stupid. Ancient souls like them, the longer they lived, the more they feared death.

"This kid is really weird, kill him!"

The demon sage Qingyuan shrank his pupils and shouted with a gloomy face. While speaking, the black iron rod in his hand was swung down like a pillar of the sky, and the demonic aura surged, as if a wilderness was coming, which was very terrifying In that scene, a violent aura instantly enveloped the entire corpse ancestor hall.

This stick hit Duanchou head-on, but he rushed to kill King Shura before him.

"Roar"

King Shura's eyes were ferocious, blood burst out, and he let out a soul-inspiring scream. He rushed out with fluttering wings, and came first. The ferocious trident in his hand, clanging and buzzing, pierced with cold light, stabbed towards Duanchou. .

The howling magic sound is naturally not for the purpose of emboldening courage. The blood-colored magic howling sound waves vibrate, directly entering the body and hurting the soul. Those with poor strength can even be shocked to death.

But as early as the early days of Dragon and Tiger, Duanchou was able to fight Ye Zhanli in the early stage of Guiyuan, and in the middle stage, Sanzang Buddhist disciples in the late stage of Guiyuan could hold a steady head.

Now, he has entered the late stage of dragon and tiger.

It may be difficult to defeat the transcendent real monarch who comprehends the power of the law without using his hole cards. After all, the gap between the two great realms cannot be made up by a simple increase in combat power.

However, Duanchou can still sweep the invincible for those veteran powerhouses whose peaks have been perfected below the Transcendence Realm.

What's more, what's more, what they are facing now is only an ancient demon soul in the middle stage of returning to the source, without even the real body of Shura. It would be too ridiculous if a mere magic sound could hurt him!
"Ghosts crying and wolves howling, so annoying, dog paws, dare to stretch out at me!"

The heart is still in the water, the sword cuts all things, and the cold light in Duanchou's eyes shoots out. At this moment, he does not retreat but advances, his steps are like a sword, and the celestial scales in his hands are slashed and chopped down. The spiritual power in his body is like a river and sea, like lava boiling, endless sword energy Noisy and roaring, the bright sun-like sharpness of the sword spurted out.

With this sword, the heavens and the earth will shatter!

"laugh"

"puff"

The Tianlin Sword was extremely sharp, and with a snort, the ferocious pitch-black trident broke immediately, the astonishing sharpness oscillated unhindered, a blood-colored arm, a piece of Asura's blood wing, snapped off in response.

The Tianlin swept across, accompanied by a huge force that could shake mountains, directly chopped off the Shura King, knocked him down in front of the ancient palace gate, and made a dull bang.

"Ah! My hands, my wings, how dare you split my soul body!!"

King Shura hissed in pain, and his aura became weaker and weaker. He knew that he was not Duanchou's opponent, but he never thought that the defeat would be so fast and so thorough!

Until this time, the great sage of the green ape fell with a blow to the sky!
"boom"

Lihuo's energy soared into the sky, and his wings spread like a phoenix. A divine bird dharma was born from the fire. In the fire, Duanchou looked indifferent, held a cold front, turned around, and punched upwards!
The huge black iron club that was overturning the sky and the earth looked so small and fragile when facing the flesh and blood fist of a human being. The scene was funny, like a child's play.

It just happened to be this scene that looked ridiculous and had no suspense, it was shocking!

I saw an extremely terrifying and destructive force erupting from Duanchou's fist, breaking the sky and breaking the law, the void collapsed, and the thunder shattered.

Visible to the naked eye, the black giant stick shattered and disappeared piece by piece, and the green ape let go, but the power that made it fear has already shaken into the body, immortal, constantly crushing and destroying its demon soul.

"Bengtian Breaking Technique is the Great Bending Heaven Fist! No!! This is impossible!!"

Roaring and roaring like weeping blood, the demon saint Qingyuan was shocked and angry, turned into powder and dissipated in the world, his voice still echoed, with extreme fear and unwillingness.

"kill"

Dozens of souls came screaming and culling. They supported the Baimei Xianjun, and each shot out mouthfuls of magic weapons used in life. The astonishing breath raged through the void of the hall, converging into a huge torrent of terror, blocking the killing intent, and heading towards Duanchou Suppress it.

Immortal Baimei's moon robe fluttered in the wind, his brows were icy cold and chilling, and his sword formula moved, and he shouted coldly: "Xingxuan is full of cracks, reversing the chaos of the universe!"

36 starlight swords fly through the sky, the sword light is extremely fast, bursting with flashes, criss-crossing, like stars in the sky and earth, and like a chessboard on the road, life and death, all in this unparalleled sword light.

Duanchou's eyes narrowed slightly. As a sword cultivator, he could see that this sword was extremely mysterious. If the other party's cultivation level was still there, he would never be able to catch this sword. But now
Not enough, the power is far from enough!
"The power of the sword gathers, and the sky splits the sea!"

Duanchou's face was indifferent, and he raised the sword art in his hand. The peerless sword gathered its sharpness, and the spiritual power in his body surged and roared, which instantly transformed into endless sword energy.

The tens of feet high divine sword condenses, severing the void, trying to destroy the sky and the earth, and the terrifying aura fills the sky. The ancient hall is trembling, and the spirit patterns are humming and emerging, constantly intertwining, amazing The sharp edge made all the ancient souls in the field tremble.

"Not good, this kid is a monster, his combat power is against the sky, retreat! Retreat quickly!!"

Immortal Baimei's complexion changed drastically, his cold and indifferent eyes were already full of panic, seeing the power of Duanchou's sword, he knew that he couldn't stop it, and immediately triggered Xingxuan to burst, and at the same time as he was speaking, Back off into the distance.

The rest of the ancient souls are not as powerful as the Baimei Xianjun, but they were also top-notch powerhouses during their lifetime, and their eyes and vision are still there. No need to remind them, they also scattered and fled at the same time.

"Not one can go!"

His head full of black hair rose up to the sky, like a sword, bursting out with sharp edge, Duanchou sneered, he stepped into the sky, holding Tianlin tightly with both hands, the phantom of the divine sword condensed the edge of the sword in his palm, and swept across!

(End of this chapter)