Daojun: Start with the top-grade golden elixir

Chapter 219

Sword rain comes.

Xue Yue was already completely at a disadvantage, and was entangled by the two flying swords of the sword step master. Not only was it difficult to deal with it, but he also failed to open the distance. Xue Yue was slashed by the sword.

On the cold face of the stepping sword master, he did not show any complacency, instead his eyes were slightly concentrated, and he urged the sword formula, as if using some secret method, the speed and killing power of the sword increased sharply, and he killed suddenly.

Xue Yue's heart was shocked, and he couldn't help pressing down on a silver ring on the index finger of his left hand.

"Don't panic." Before he could cast the spell, there was a sound from far away, followed by several gleams of light, the Faceless Son suddenly jumped out, Yun Danfeng opened his palm lightly.

Roar!There was a black light flickering between the palms, and suddenly a huge monster with skin and armor leaped out, hugging its two claws together, like a barrier to protect the two of them, Jian Yu killed it without hurting it at all.

All the flashes, the Faceless Son had already protected Xue Yue in an instant, and a faint smile was appearing on the face of the Heavenly Demon Son, but it stopped abruptly.

His profound cultivation brought him extraordinary inspiration, and he seemed to feel some terrible threat in the dark, his eyes shrank suddenly, and before he could make a sound to remind him, the next moment
Has arrived.

The Faceless Son seemed to have noticed something, and looked up inexplicably.

On the altar, Daotong recited a mantra, held up the vermilion gourd with both hands, and a sword light burst out from it, and suddenly there seemed to be only a cold light visible between the sky and the earth.

"It's so fast!" Not to mention the cultivators of the Demon Sect, even the members of the Taisu Sect who were watching the battle intently on the altars all trembled in their hearts.

That ray of sword light, like the dew of lightning, was fleeting, and it seemed that there was no sharp edge, but in the perception of the spiritual sense of a person with a high level of cultivation, it was like a thunderbolt, soaring to the electric lift, galloping across the sea .

In an instant, from under the Dharma altar to the edge of a hundred miles, the sea suddenly divides, and the two sides of the water rush down like a waterfall, which cannot be bridged even after a few breaths.

"Faceless!" Shengzi Beilan's mind was shocked.

I saw the armored monster protecting the faceless Xue Yue and Xue Yue suddenly split into two halves under that sword, and turned into a turbid stream, but the two of them disappeared, and I don't know if they had escaped. birthday, or-

Already dead, dead without a whole body?
The incantation Xu Zhuangjiao Taoist chanted was just a temporary evil, but that sword was the first time that Taiyi Hong lightsaber unsheathed the enemy after it sacrificed itself into killing sword energy, and it was a real blow with all its strength.

Although Shengzi Beilan didn't know how powerful it was, the flash of that sword seemed to come faster than the birth and death of thoughts!
Putting himself in the situation, Beilan Shengzi was afraid that he would not even be able to react in time to cast spells. Unless he was reborn after death, there might be a chance of life.

Beilan Shengzi stared at the field, faceless, conceited, and arrogant. He was able to struggle and grow in the cruel magic gate. It is natural for him to come to this day.

Shengzi Beilan imagined that Faceless might not be without the possibility of finding the vitality of that life.

Sure enough, the next flash of light flickered, and a Nascent Soul with its feet on the cloud and its arms wrapped around a magic anaconda appeared, with a look of panic on its astonishingly ugly face, and screamed: "Brother Dao, save me!" I!"

It's him.

The Nascent Soul is a cultivator who gathers the air and spirit, and the Nascent Soul baby will not show it to others easily. Once the Nascent Soul comes out of the body, it often means that it is the time of life and death.

Sure enough, Wumian gave up his body, even Xue Yue, and escaped from the Nascent Soul.

Bei Lan's eyes became complicated, and his mind was full of thoughts.

On the one hand, he is also the holy son of the Spiritual Sect, although he is ruthless, but his cultivation level seems to be like that, Ru Wumian died under Xu Zhuang's sword so easily, it really has to make him feel sad.

But if there is no face to escape the Nascent Soul, I am afraid...

There is no room for mediation in this battle!
All demon monks are not allowed to approach the gate for a hundred miles, and those who violate it will be punished!
The Taisu Dharma talisman is still hanging on the gate of the formation, and those who practice it can know its purpose through their spiritual consciousness.

How can Xu Zhuang allow Faceless to break into the formation gate and then leave easily, even if he is only a Nascent Soul left, and his way has been cut off!
But Tian Mozi personally said that he would fight for Faceless, and there are many fellow demons here, so how could he easily break his words...

On the altar, Xu Zhuang stood up at some point, and raised his finger far away.

Tian Mozi's face darkened, and he said lightly: "Save him."

In response to the sound, a person jumped out from behind Tian Mozi and galloped towards the faceless Nascent Soul. At the same time, Tian Mozi turned his eyes to look at the altar from a distance, raised his sleeves, palms facing upwards, Gently lift it up like lifting something.

Following his movements, the cloud of magic under his feet suddenly rolled away, like a flood, it flowed for hundreds of miles, and went straight to the altar where Taisu Zhengzong practiced.

Xu Zhuang's eyes were slightly cold, as if there was a flash of lightning, he stopped practicing without hesitation, flicked his fingers, dozens of thunderbolts shot out, and flew straight away to the faceless Nascent Soul, flicked his sleeve from the jade seal, and shouted : "Brother Yue, please take action!"

Before the end of the sound, I saw above the altar on the left, suddenly a shocking sword light shot up into the sky, as if a sword had cut through many spaces, and it was behind the Faceless Nascent Soul in an instant.

"Yue Junlan!" The complexion of the person rushing to help changed slightly, and he immediately threw down the magic weapon and continued to cast Taoism, but he saw that the sword light was sometimes tangible, sometimes invisible, sometimes qualitative, sometimes intangible, and it was unpredictable.

While tossing and turning, it seemed as if he was wearing a rain curtain, but he didn't even get a drop of water. He passed through numerous Taoism techniques, and killed the faceless Nascent Soul with a single sword, immediately killing him——

Execute!

"Damn it..." The man choked in his throat angrily. Suddenly, dozens of thunderbolts came, and he hurriedly turned his magic weapon to meet him. As soon as the attack was struck, it was like a thunderbolt hitting the top. His body froze, and Yue Junlan was gone Brazenly turned the sword light to kill.

At the same time, Xu Zhuang had already withdrawn his attention, watching the demon cloud rolling from a distance, his face did not change, but his whole body was like howling. As the cloud rose, boundless magic power overflowed, turned into a dense cloud, gathered in groups, unexpectedly Give birth to waves.

Qianjun dharma qi gathers to form a sea!
"Here!" Xu Zhuang Fa Jue pointed, the sea of ​​Fa Qi was raging and raging, covering the sky and covering the earth like a demon cloud coming from the sky, the pure white sea of ​​Qi collided with the billowing magic cloud in an instant, almost covering the sky, thick and chaotic, and a haze desert.

The sea of ​​qi and the magic cloud are like two big mills rolling together. During the mediation, there is a riot of inspiration, and the surrounding sea surface surges violently, the waves are like anger, and the waves are surging!

"What?" Tian Mozi's eyes changed slightly. He had the magic eyes of heaven. Before he knew it, he found out that Xu Zhuang's meritorious deeds had reached the limit, and Li Yuanying was at the third level.

However, it is not the third level of Nascent Soul after all. Whether it is perfect or not, the mana power may be almost the same, but there are differences in quality, handling, recovery, and casting.

This difference may not be big, but for high-level contests, it is a thousand miles away!
So Tian Mozi is not arrogant and conceited, but even if he regards Xu Zhuang as a genius comparable to Liuzhuo, he still lacks this difference after all.

But he never expected that Xu Zhuang would really compete with him——

Even the strength that faintly overwhelms him!

With Xu Zhuang's Xuangong running, the sea of ​​Qianjun Dharma Qi surged wildly, swirling endlessly, wiping away the heavy demonic energy with infinite force, pushing the demonic cloud back ten miles in a moment.

"Damn..." Tian Mozi raised his palm to cover his eyes and forehead, but a crazy smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "No wonder such a big name..."

"Is that bastard Ye Xuanzhang so powerful?"

"Is that monster Qiu Qinghai so powerful?"

"Damn it, damn it. Since I am such a genius, why are so many opponents an eyesore! Good life, good life—"

"It's enviable!" Tian Mozi suddenly lowered his palm, his eyes were as red as blood, and a naked killing intent burst out from within: "Do it."

The hearts of everyone in the Momen were shocked, without waiting for a reaction, Tian Mozi jumped out, only heard the poisonous dragon roar behind him, escaped from the pagoda, mounted Tian Mozi, and rushed towards the Taisu Dharma Altar.

The next moment, more than a dozen elders of the Xiantian Demon Sect chased after them. Only one, Kun Dao, cast a sideways glance at everyone and asked, "Senior Brother Tian Mozi has already made a move. What are you waiting for?"

Bei Lan's eyes changed slightly for a moment, then she made up her mind and shouted, "Let's go!"

I don't know if it was because of the words of Kun Dao, or because of Bei Lan's actions, not only the other true biography of the Spirit Sect and the elders under their command, but also the rest of the people set off in unison, each displaying their supernatural powers. Crying and howling!
(End of this chapter)