Immortal Sword Pavilion

Chapter 687 The Wind Bird Has a Letter (Please Subscribe, Recommend)
The cultivation base of the nine-foot giant is extremely high. Judging from the current performance, it is not only physically strong, but also possesses unparalleled speed.

Although he has never used any spells at the moment, it is difficult for ordinary spells to hurt him at all.

After all, this person was a sword of Nirvana that shattered his artistic conception with one punch.

"I don't know if it's an illusion, why do I feel like this person is in a battle and can keep getting stronger?"

Thinking of the second Nirvana Sword Intent, Zhou Yu's eyes suddenly became serious without even persisting for a breath.

In this case, although the starry sky giant mosquito showed unparalleled combat power in the realm of transforming gods.

But Zhou Yu didn't dare to assert that this beast, when facing the nine-foot giant, can also have the same crushing power as it faces those ordinary monsters.

"Perhaps we have to add the Tianlan Sacred Beast." With that in mind, Zhou Yu immediately took the healing elixir and adjusted his breath while watching the battle.

Several battles in a row had already severely damaged his physical strength.

But there is one thing, Zhou Yu can confirm that this nine-foot giant is ruthless, but he is definitely not as handsome as him.

Otherwise, why so many people didn't choose him, but he was the only one who chose him first, even twice in a row.

Totally unreasonable.

"Isn't it because of my indifference that I over-fit with my Nirvana Sword Intent?" Although he was joking in his heart, Zhou Yu's expression was extremely serious.

Although this was just a joke, he felt that it might not be impossible.

The basis for this judgment is the veil of green mist that was able to copy and steal their Taoism before.

Perhaps the nine-foot giant felt the potential of the meaning of nirvana, and wanted to kill him and then plunder him to perfect his own method.

After all, the meaning of nirvana comes from the outsider who once cut through the ancient star palace with a sword.

As soon as he thought about it, Zhou Yu's mind suddenly appeared the Jianmu fragments in the body of the nine-foot giant, as well as the Great Wilderness Art of Martial Arts.

"I don't know if the method it has is related to the Great Wilderness Martial Arts Classic." Thinking of this, an ancient scripture emerged in Zhou Yu's sea of ​​consciousness.

He also has the Da Huang Yan Wu Jing.

However, just as Zhou Yu was about to take advantage of the gap in front of him to comprehend, the battlefield above the sky regenerated into waves.

Boom!

In the sound of a roar, outside the body of the nine-foot-tall giant, streaks of cyan light flowed, forming a huge dharma image up to a hundred meters high.

In this appearance, the two-headed dragon scale body, but not only does not seem to have the slightest ferocious color, but it has a kind of domineering and majestic that makes people bow their heads.

At this moment, above the sky, there were bursts of booming sounds, which came suddenly.

Zhou Yu looked up, and saw that the huge dharma figure with two heads and dragon scales was actually born at this moment, tearing the invisible storm apart with visible hands.

And before the storm was completely shattered, this astonishing Dharma image was punched out.

Boom!

A violent air wave erupted, and where the punch passed, a blank space appeared in the sky, reaching thousands of meters away.

"Hiss!" Seeing this scene, Zhou Yu gasped, with horror in his eyes.

This punch seemed simple, but after this punch, the celestial phenomenon that was changed by Qu Feng before was completely destroyed, and the power of heaven and earth was in turmoil and chaos.

Except for the little wind of mourning around Faxiang, there was no wind of new life blowing around.

It was as if the sky in front of me no longer allowed the wind to appear after the nine-foot giant punched it.

Looking at the extremely oppressive dragon scale appearance in front of him, Qu Feng's expression did not change at all because of the broken spell.

With a movement of the magic formula in his hand, the green sword, the magic weapon of his life, which contains the power of transforming gods, flew out.

Keng!
Accompanied by the sound of a sword cry, I saw that the magic weapon of his life was divided into eighteen,

"Hey!"

After a short while, on the eighteen sword blades, there was a blue aura that continued to grow.

Boom, boom, boom!

In this atmosphere, the eighteen long swords transformed into a one-legged wind bird in an instant.

The wingspan of the wind bird is 18 meters.

"Farewell to wanderers, wind birds have faith, and one thought can cross mountains and seas..." As soon as the words fell, Qu Feng, surrounded by eighteen blue wind birds, disappeared into the invisible like flowing wind when he finished speaking .

"Hey!"

The next moment, under Zhou Yu's eyes, the eighteen windbirds in the sky dispersed at this moment, whistling away from all directions towards the two-headed dragon-scale magic form condensed by the nine-foot giant.

Every wind bird is like a heavenly knife, after breaking through the sky, a long cyan thread emerges.

But Zhou Yu's gaze did not rest on the sharp blue line, but on the single leg of the one-legged wind bird.

There, hung a roll of letter barrels.

A letter bucket for envelopes.

The moment his eyes fell on the letter bucket, for some reason, a trace of water and sadness appeared in Zhou Yu's eyes.

He thought of his home in Wu'an County.

"Keng!"

Just when Zhou Yu was about to be intoxicated by this sudden thought, within his sea of ​​consciousness, there was a clear and clear sound of the sword's cry.

As for the soul companion, Jiandie's call made him wake up suddenly.

"Thank you, Jie!" Looking at the wings of Jiandie emitting a hazy light, Zhou Yu gratefully sent out his thoughts.

The latter groaned softly, and the moment the wings closed, it turned into a small white sword again and floated on the Yuanshen Golden Talisman.

"Phew... Such a terrifying artistic conception attack, just looking at it from a distance, don't arouse thoughts, is this the real powerhouse of transforming spirits?" Zhou Yu took a deep breath, feeling lingering fear in his heart.

In just a moment, he felt that the power of his soul had been exhausted just now.

Speaking of which, Xing Che had also beheaded a cultivator who was in the God Transformation Realm.

It's just that maybe because he was hiding aside, he didn't feel the slightest oppression of artistic conception from the blood cultivator at that time.

It was a world of difference from the attack of the gray-robed old man in front of him.

"It's just that although this nine-foot giant has a physical body, it may not be a real body. This attack that contains thoughts may not be effective." Thinking of this, Zhou Yu set his sights on the wind bird.

This time, he behaved well, and after the expression of death appeared in his eyes, he was considered qualified to watch the battle of transforming gods.

Not like just now, you will easily get lost in the artistic conception contained in it.

In the realm of the Nascent Soul, monks are one with heaven and man, controlling the power of heaven and earth.

In the realm of transforming gods, the monks sympathize with heaven and man, and replace the heart of heaven with their own heart.

There is only a mere two-character difference between the two, but the changes brought about are completely different, like a gap.

hum!
At this time, besides the double-headed dragon scales, the green threads woven by eighteen letter birds because they cut through the sky shrank and closed in an instant after a sudden pause.

Where the blue line passed, there was no sound, but in the blink of an eye, it landed on the dharma image.

shhhhhh!
In this line, Faxiang's huge body was cut apart one after another.

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