Mortal's Immortal Way of Longevity

Chapter 612 The collision of two laws (12, please subscribe!)
"Xuantian Treasure! It's the complete Xuantian Treasure!" Wuguang Clan Mahayana roared in horror, his pupils shrank suddenly, staring fixedly at the green sword in Ye Changsheng's hand.

It turned out to be a Xuantian treasure, and it fell into the hands of a fit monk, which is too incredible!
"It's very good, very good that you can own this kind of treasure!" The old man's eyes suddenly burst into light, and a strong possessive desire suddenly emerged in his heart.

He wants to seize this Xuantian treasure!
"Although your sword also contains laws, it is far from the real Xuantian treasure!" Ye Changsheng said leisurely, stroking the blade of the Xuantian Spirit Slaying Sword.

"So what? Could it be that you, a body-fit cultivator, still want to unleash the full power of the Xuantian Treasure? Even the old man is not sure that he can do this!" said the old man in black with a sneer on his face.

Even if it is the worst kind of Xuantian Treasure, it is extremely difficult to activate it completely.

Not only does it require strong mana, but it also requires an extremely strong physical body.

Ordinary Mahayana, even if they have mastered the Xuantian Treasure, their physical body may collapse before it is fully activated.

This is also one of the reasons why the Xiaozu can't hold the treasure of Xuantian, their Mahayana can't exert the true power of this treasure at all.

Even the current Ye Changsheng couldn't exert the true power of the Xuantian Spirit Slaying Sword, otherwise, when he faced the Black Owl King, he would have wiped out his body with a single strike.

"It's true that I can't activate the true power of this sword, but hehe, it's not a big problem to deal with the sword in your hand!" Ye Changsheng sneered.

"You and I have played all our cards, and there is no need to try again, let's decide the outcome with one strike!"

As Ye Changsheng said, a terrifying aura suddenly erupted all over his body. From the Nascent Soul and the five internal organs, the immortal energy of the five elements gushed out loudly, flying towards the green sword blade without reservation.

At the same time, bright starlight erupted from his whole body, and five light spots appeared between his chest and abdomen, and infinite force rushed out from that extremely powerful flesh body and rushed into the green sword blade.

Suddenly, an incomparably bright dark green light erupted from the blade, countless runes danced in it, and an aura that wanted to destroy the world emanated from it.

Seeing this scene, Yi Dacheng of the Wuguang Clan suddenly changed his expression, holding the crystal long sword with both hands, and poured all his mana into it desperately.

On Ye Changsheng's side, while the Great Five Elements Yunling Jue and the Little Big Dipper Yuan Gong were running at full capacity, he still felt that it was not enough.

There was a flash of light on his body, and groups of colorful light balls flew out of his body, and suddenly bursts of clear roars and roars resounded from these light balls, and the sound shook the whole field.

Several powerful auras appeared out of thin air, and after a while of twisting and transformation, the light ball turned into huge phantoms.

True dragon, Tianfeng, Kunpeng, five-color peacock, mountain giant ape, Xuanwu, Qingluan, phantoms of seven kinds of true spirits appeared at the same time. Among the emerald long swords.

"Buzz!"

The void trembled, countless runes surged wildly on the sword, and finally the blazing dark green light gathered together to form a crescent-like sword light.

The crescent moon fell silently and flew towards the Mahayana of the Wuguang clan, and a wave of cold law swept out.

The old man's complexion suddenly became snow-white, and he swung his sword desperately to slash down. A crystal silk thread flew out from the long sword in his hand, facing the crescent-like sword light.

The power of the two laws collided, entangled in a frenzy, and the terrifying fluctuations spread to the surroundings.

With Ye Changsheng and Yi Dacheng at the center, space cracks spread out like cobwebs around them.

"Whoa!"

With a crisp sound, the surrounding space shattered like a mirror. The two stood in the void, and the surroundings became pitch black. Only in the center, the two laws fluctuated and radiated light.

Seen from the outside, it seemed as if a huge black hole had appeared above the basin. From the black hole, bursts of space power were spreading wildly to the surroundings, as if trying to swallow everything up.

"Crack!"

As if a thin thread was cut off, the two entangled laws finally came to fruition, and the thin thread of the time law was cut off by the crescent-like sword light after all.

Seeing this, the Mahayana of the Wuguang tribe suddenly turned pale, and quickly pushed the crystal long sword in his hand. After a flash of light, the sword turned into a shield.

"Crack!"

After the crescent light blade slashed on the shield, there was a crisp sound, and a thick crack appeared on the shield.

Immediately afterwards, the shield exploded with a "bang", turning into bits of spiritual light and dissipating in the void.

The crescent-like sword energy swept over, and the Mahayana of the Wuguang clan flashed panic in their eyes when they saw this. After gritting their teeth, a five-color light flashed across their shoulders.

One of its arms fell silently, turning into a blood-colored figure, charging towards the crescent sword energy, and at the same time, its main body blurred and disappeared directly.

After the Crescent Sword Qi collided with the blood-colored figure, the two became entangled together, and a violent vortex immediately appeared on the spot. Bloody light surged in the vortex, and after a few flashes, the two disappeared together in the blink of an eye. up.

Ye Changsheng turned his head suddenly, and looked out of the black hole with a pale face, thousands of miles away, spots of blood suddenly appeared, and after gathering together, the figure of the Mahayana of the Wuguang Clan emerged.

"The Dafa of Transforming Tribulation!" Ye Changsheng had such a thought in his mind.

After casting a vicious glance at Ye Changsheng, the man quickly took out several pills from his bosom and took them. At the same time, a pair of wings appeared behind his back, and he was about to rush to the distance under the flap.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Ye Changsheng's eyes twitched, thinking that behind this old guy there was a real spirit-level Shura spider mother, a fairy Ying who mastered the two supreme laws of time and space.
He gritted his teeth hard in his heart, his face suddenly turned bright red, his whole body seemed to be shrouded in a beam of blood, and blood beads were oozing out from every pore on his body.

A much stronger and more violent breath emanated from him than before, and endless vitality surged towards the dark green long sword again.

At the same time, his wings flashed behind his back, and after taking a step, he appeared in front of Yi Dacheng in the blink of an eye, blocking his way of escaping.

"Buzz!"

With a shake of the dark green long sword, a green sword qi emanated from it, and the terrifying power of destruction surged wildly and swept away again.

"don't want!!!"

With a roar, despair flashed in the eyes of this Mahayana of the Wuguang clan, and the five-colored rays of light surged wildly all over his body. A glazed armor appeared on his body instantly, and at the same time, a large cyan seal appeared in front of him, and quickly greeted him.

That big seal is his natal treasure, although it is not as good as Xuantian's treasure, it is definitely a top-notch heaven-reaching spiritual treasure.

The glazed armor is also a top-notch Lingbao, which is the treasure at the bottom of the box in the hands of the Mahayana monk. He took it out at this moment, hoping that these two treasures can resist the sword energy a little bit.

But... after the green sword energy swept past, there was a bang, and the cyan seal exploded directly, turning into a stream of light that filled the sky and disappeared.

The sword energy flashed away, and with a "boom", it seemed as if a round of scorching sun appeared on the spot. The destructive force caused the space to shatter again, and the terrifying fluctuations spread to the endless distance around.

In the same place, the scorching sun turned into a thick beam of light and soared into the sky. The astonishing celestial phenomenon made people tremble with fear after taking a look at it.

After the beam of light disappeared in a flash, the place was empty, as if everything had been destroyed, only a burst of scorching breath remained.

Yi Mahayana of the Wuguang Clan seemed to be completely wiped out under this sword energy.

But at the next moment, Ye Changsheng turned his head and looked behind him, only to see a place five or six hundred feet away, fluctuating together.

A five-color miniature peacock appeared, with a storage bracelet hanging around its neck and a glazed armor suit on its body. It gave him a vicious look, and hurriedly turned into a long rainbow and rushed into the distance.

This is the Nascent Soul of that Mahayana monk.

With the strength of the Nascent Soul of the Mahayana monk, once it escapes, it is almost impossible to be caught again, and it can continuously teleport in space.

Therefore, Mahayana monks are hard to kill. At this point, the magic of Nascent Soul is unimaginable.

Yi Dacheng of the Wuguang clan was sure that even if this human kid had those weird wings, he would never be able to catch him.

But at the next moment, a cold snort suddenly came from nowhere and rang in his ears.

As soon as he heard it, his spiritual consciousness immediately felt a sharp pain as if being cut by a knife. At the same time, his true essence condensed, and the Nascent Soul almost fell directly from the sky.

With a flash of light, Ye Changsheng appeared above his Nascent Soul, stretching out a big hand burning with silver flames to scoop it up.

When Yi Dacheng opened his eyes, he saw Ye Changsheng with a complexion as white as snow appearing in front of him, and he was already caught by the opponent.

He was terrified in his heart, five colors of light surged all over his body, and a terrifying aura rose up, wanting to use the secret method to break away from Ye Changsheng's shackles.

However, silver flames surged in and burned all the five-color rays of light that erupted from his Nascent Soul.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Changsheng punched the peacock Nascent Soul hard, and after a "boom", the five-color rays of light outside Yi Dacheng's Nascent Soul were completely defeated.

Ye Changsheng punched again, unceremoniously hitting the opponent's Nascent Soul. After a muffled sound, he felt as if he had hit an unshakable mountain.

At the same time, Yi Dacheng's Nascent Soul let out a scream, and then began to beg for mercy incoherently, and kept struggling, trying to get rid of the shackles of the Jingyan Xianhuo.

Ye Changsheng ignored it, and punched his Nascent Soul one after another, as if hitting iron. After dozens of punches, the five-color Nascent Soul was so dimmed by him, as if it was about to collapse in the next moment. .

At this time, Ye Changsheng stopped his hands, and with a flash of light in his eyes, he activated the Soul Slaying Seal again.

After a loud cry, the Mahayana of the Wuguang Clan fainted immediately. With a wave of Ye Changsheng's hand, the storage bracelet and glazed armor peeled off the miniature peacock and fell into his hands.

Then, with a flick of his fingers, several bursts of sword energy spewed out one after another, cutting off the peacock Nascent Soul's wings, feet, etc., directly causing the Nascent Soul to suffer heavy injuries.

In this case, even if Yi Mahayana can survive in the future, he will probably fall to the Mahayana realm.

Then, Ye Changsheng's spiritual thoughts turned into crystal threads, gushed out frantically, intertwined on the peacock's body surface, like chains of chains, sealing its Nascent Soul.

At the same time, strands of silver flames appeared on Ye Changsheng's fingertips, and the flames intertwined into a fire net, wrapping the Nascent Soul in it.

As if not at ease, the five-color lightning flashed and roared in his hand again, interweaving into a thunder net and covering it.

After restraining it with triple means, Ye Changsheng put it into a jade box, and pasted seven or eight talismans on it in one go.

Then, the box fell into his body and appeared in the hands of his dimly lit Nascent Soul. The five-colored Nascent Soul suddenly opened its eyes, put its hands together in front of its chest, and squeezed the box into it.

It is no wonder that Ye Changsheng is so careful. The Nascent Soul of a Mahayana monk is not so easy to deal with. At this stage of cultivation, even if he loses his physical body, the Nascent Soul can still exist in the world forever, and he can still display similar abilities as when he had a physical body. strength.

For some Mahayanas, the physical body is something that can be discarded at any time.

In fact, the safest way is to kill this Nascent Soul directly, but Ye Changsheng wanted to know something from the opponent's mind, so he stayed first.

And with his current spiritual consciousness, he is not sure to search for the soul of a Mahayana monk's Nascent Soul. He has to wait until his spiritual consciousness undergoes a transformation after he advances to Mahayana.

After doing all this, the aura on Ye Changsheng's body suddenly declined, as if he had become extremely weak.

"Grandma, it hasn't been this tragic for so many years!"

The corner of his mouth twitched a few times, and he quickly took a few pills, and then he appeared in front of the Five Elements Sacred Tree in a flash.

"Boom!"

After a loud noise, Ye Changsheng pulled out the Five Elements Sacred Tree and the palace on it, quickly shrunk and put it away, and disappeared with a flash of phoenix wings behind him.

This ancient battlefield gradually calmed down, and the earth-shattering aura before disappeared without a trace.

However, the pitted ground and the space cracks in the sky that looked like hideous wounds silently told the intensity of the previous battle.

Half a month later, Ye Changsheng appeared here on a mountain with thin aura tens of thousands of miles away from the ancient battlefield.

After quickly opening up a cave, he set up some restrictions, and then immediately entered it to recover.

This time, he went all out to barely take down the Mahayana of the Five Lights Clan, and he himself paid a considerable price.

The Xuantian Zhanling Sword made two strikes, the first strike almost exhausted all his mana to have such an effect.

As for the second sword, he did not hesitate to burn a large amount of his own blood to make a sword, which was far less powerful than the first sword.

(End of this chapter)