Eternal Tianzong

Chapter 754 Supernatural powers and unique skills, building wood to reach the sky!

The ancient vein of the stone palace, the Golden Dragon Futian.

Ximen Chong's face was gloomy, he stared at the young man, his eyes fell, and was instantly cut to pieces by an extremely cold sharp edge, at this moment, his entire sense of soul seemed to be frozen.

Everyone was moved, even Duanchou was a little surprised. Although he could feel that the young man in white was very strong, he did not expect that he was so strong. Forced to lose the wind, the suppression of the supernatural power field seems to not exist in him.

"Humph"

Ximen Chong snorted coldly, shattered the edge, and an ancient green wooden ruler emerged in his palm. This wooden ruler is about three feet long, and the whole body is crystal clear and green, with a faint light of water. The lines are almost condensed into substance.

This is an acquired spiritual treasure!
"Today, this place will be your burial place. If you die here, you have no respect for your elders. If you offend the next one, this is also your destination."

Ximen Chong opened his mouth, his anger restrained, and he showed a gentle smile, his words were fierce, but there was murderous intent, he raised the ancient green wooden ruler in his hand, and infinite green light shot out, the water vapor was dense, green dragons roared, and the green darkness shrouded and suppressed In all directions, rocky mountains were turned into dust, and the wind was buzzing, and many real people regressed, unable to control themselves.

"Dao Yusi died here! He had no respect for his eyes?" Hearing this, a strange look flashed in Duanyou's eyes, thoughtful.

"In the field of supernatural powers, even Qingming ruler, the acquired spiritual treasure, has been used. This kind of method is based on the coercion of the realm. Few people below the holy realm dare to take it hard!"

"The gap is too great. Ximen Chongchao has been a saint for thousands of years. Although the white-clothed young man is extraordinary, he has only reached the late stage of Returning to the Source Realm. He has not comprehended the laws of heaven, so he is comparable to transcendence. Now he is trapped in the realm. There is only one dead end!"

"The Qing Ming Ruler has been sacrificed, Ximen Chong is obviously motivated to kill, how long do you think he can last? I'm afraid that within a few breaths of effort, the young man in white will be dead."

Everyone's thoughts are different. While talking, the Qingming Ruler and the domain avenue collapsed. The white-clothed youth stopped in the void with a dignified expression. Suddenly, he gave a cold shout, the ancient sword vibrated, and the endless sharp sword energy burst out like flying snow in the sky. Out, an extremely icy breath rose up, piercing the Qingcang Heavenly Prison.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were horrified. In their eyes, at this moment, the young man in white became extremely dazzling, cold and fierce, white as snow, between illusion and reality, like a sword light, a piece of ice and snow, a handle Excalibur, in short, was lifeless, not like a person.

Faced with such sharpness, even if the Sifang real people are not weak in cultivation and each possesses supernatural powers, they all feel chills in an instant, and they take two steps back without realizing it, as if they are much safer in this way.

They could feel that the young man in white had an arrogance. This arrogance was like his coldness. It penetrated into the bone marrow and soul. Every strand of hair and blood imprinted on his body was the foundation of his swordsmanship. The sword, maybe it is not contemptuous and conceited, but that the sword will drink blood, and the sword will kill!
In the center of the eyebrows, a silver-white sword mark like snow manifested. The odd-shaped ancient sword trembled, and it was still unsheathed, but there was a sharp sword energy as cold as ice, covering the sky and covering the earth, whistling like a snowstorm.

Swords like icicles circled and shuttled around the young man in white clothes, going up to the poor and falling to the underworld. Each icy sword energy contained unparalleled sharpness and coldness, tearing the sky and slicing the green dragon. Doubt, it only needs to cut some skin, and the cold energy contained in it can invade the Taoist body along the sword marks and wounds, instantly killing people.
The young man's steps are like climbing a ladder to the sky. With every step, there is sword light falling and ice and snow condensing. The storm-like sword energy rages fiercely, and the ancient veins shake.

The Qing Ming Ruler was shot out, carrying the power of a field, but it was cut open and unable to fall.

Ximen Chong's complexion changed slightly, his eyes were like lightning, it seemed that two green lakes were born and died in them, the green lotus sprouted mud, a majestic vitality rushed out, the green underworld ruler waved down, and a mysterious ancient wood rule Derived from the void, crossing the sky and the earth, the spiritual energy of the endless wood of the ancient vein of the spiritual mine gathered, and an ancient blue tree with a height of thousands of feet reached the sky and fell into the dark, falling and crushing.

"Ximen's family's supernatural powers are unique, and the building of wood reaches the sky!"

"This white-clothed young man is so strong, he actually forced Ximen Chong to such a degree that the Lingbao Domain couldn't suppress him, and even used his supernatural powers!"

There are three thousand avenues, and three thousand supernatural powers, all of which can prove Taoism and longevity, scattered in the heavens and myriad worlds, and derived countless Taoist treasures.

The middle sky is vast, and most of the avenues of supernatural powers gather here. However, after experiencing all kinds of catastrophes and the chaotic world of gods and demons, only half of the avenues of supernatural powers have been handed down. Although it has declined now, its heritage is still not to be underestimated.

In ancient times, there was a sacred tree, which connected the heavens, the earth, the gods and the ghosts, and traveled between the human world and the fairy world. This kind of unique knowledge of Ximen's family is Yu Jianmu's enlightenment. It is a top-level wood-type supernatural power, which can show ghosts and gods. force.

Many real people in the four directions were dazzled and fascinated, and when they realized the method, even Duanchou and the real monarch on the heavenly throne also froze at this moment.

A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. In ancient times, the heaven and the earth have been calamity, thousands of years have passed, and many Taoist sects such as Wujizong, Yinyang Taoist Palace, Haori Tiangong and even Xuantianzong, which were once powerful, have disappeared. , the Ximen family can continue the orthodoxy to this day in the way of aristocratic families, it can be seen that its strength is not just a coincidence of God.

Not to mention the background of the four great families, but they still retain a bit of ancient vitality. This top-notch wooden magic power alone is enough to go retrograde, trace the source, and use the name of Jianmu to exhaust three thousand roads.

The blue sky is like the sky, and the world shakes in the field of thousands of feet. The sky-piercing building fell, as if a pillar of the sky collapsed, the tree was crushed by the avenue, and all living things were turned into dust.

Duanchou looked dignified, until now, he realized that he seemed to have underestimated Ximen Chong. The other party was far superior to him in both cultivation and supernatural power comprehension. If you really face him, you are afraid that you will be suppressed and killed here.

Even so, if he changes places with the young man in white right now, nine times out of ten, he will still suffer some dark losses.

The Tongtian Jianmu was crushed down, and the young man in white stopped, as if he was also horrified by this supernatural power.

"boom boom"

I don't know when, silently, the ancient sword was unsheathed from the young man's back, and an ancient sword that was as white as snow and shone in the cold light fell into his hand.

At this moment, his black hair, eyebrows and eyes were covered with frost, all the pores on his body were opened, and a strong extremely cold sword energy surged out, quickly intertwined and spread in the void, and all living beings were extinct.

(End of this chapter)