Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 1320 Awakening and Sleep

"Zhu Xian Sword Formation? Brother Dao, you have great skills."

Deng Chanyu glanced at the Jiejiao immortals who were coming from afar. If these guys had not entered the battlefield, Lingbao Tianzun would not have been able to set up the Zhuxian Sword Formation in such a short time.

Her arm was cut with four sword marks of varying depths, which were all counterattacks from the Zhu Xian Sword Formation.

No matter how hasty it was, the power of the Four Swords of Zhu Xian was greater than that of the Yuan Tu Sword and the Abi Sword. Her six-foot-tall golden body could block the Yuan Tu and Abi, but could not block the Four Swords of Zhu Xian.

Seeing that Deng Chanyu was still ready to fight, this time her snake tail grew three feet longer, her hair hung down to her ankles, and the indifference in her eyes was replaced by fighting spirit, Lingbao Tianzun could not let her use her ultimate move again, and quickly raised a palm: "Nephew, stop it."

The Zhu Xian Sword Formation saved his last bit of dignity, but now he really has no magic power left and only his mouth.

"Huh? Brother Dao. Oh, uncle, you are awake? That's really good news." Deng Chanyu's original intention was to wake him up and ask about the situation of Tongtian Sect Master in the chaos. Now that he was awake, there was naturally no need to fight him.

She can control the "Heaven-Sinking Strike" of the eighth level, but not the "Heaven-Creating Strike" of the ninth level. That move is basically a scaled-down version of Pangu's creation of the world. Nuwa can do it, but she can't.

I'll go back and cultivate "Supreme Divine Power" and combine it with "Heaven Sinking Strike", which should have a better effect.

Lingbao Tianzun mouthed something to her, “Next time, we’ll decide the winner next time!”

Deng Chanyu curled her lips. "You've already lost twice, and next time? Isn't this a best-of-five, best-of-three match?"
Tongtian Patriarch is a saint who cares deeply about his reputation, and his corpse-slaying clone is similar.

"Okay." Deng Chanyu nodded and agreed. Next time, wait until I achieve the state of Hunyuan, and then we'll fight again.

Lingbao Tianzun was unwilling to accept the defeat and felt that it was unfair. She also had many magical powers and techniques that had not been cultivated to the extreme. Now was not the final state and she still had a lot of room for improvement.

"Well, next time I will definitely let my nephew see the true power of the Zhuxian Sword Formation." Lingbao Tianzun felt a little uncomfortable. The Zhuxian Sword Formation was set up too hastily. The essence of this formation was that it could only be broken by the Four Saints. Now, the power of the formation had not been exerted to even one tenth, and it was broken by the powerful move of Li Da Brick Flying.

Shame!

This loss in the competition was unfair. If he had woken up earlier, Deng Chanyu might not have won!

Deng Chanyu had no idea of ​​Lingbao Tianzun's inner thoughts. She released her Wahuang Dao body and, like a passerby, put her hands in her sleeves, watching the saint chop off the corpse of his clone and chat with several disciples.

The Golden Spirit Mother looked to the north, then to the south. "You guys are done fighting, but where are the Four Swords of Zhu Xian? We have to pick them up quickly!"
These four swords are too demonic to be refined by normal means like Yuantu and Abi. When they were close, Lingbao Tianzun could get them with just a wave of his hand. Now that they are far away, he can't do it either. Whoever picks it up will own it.

I wanted to scold her, but seeing Deng Chanyu's indifferent expression, I really didn't dare to.

Too strong! He actually defeated Tongtian Sect Master's corpse-slaying clone! It was Lingbao Tianzun who set up the Zhuxian Sword Formation at the last moment.

Don't worry about how much mana this clone has left. Victory is victory. Why don't you let Zhen Yuanzi fight Taishang Laojun? If Zhen Yuanzi can retreat unscathed, he will be considered a master of nature.

Deng Chanyu defeated Lingbao Tianzun in the battle, and it seemed like she didn't pay any price. It's incredible!
The words of blame came to my lips, but I couldn't say them.

She could only give orders to her own people: "Junior Sister Gui Ling, you are more familiar with the Heavenly Court, so you go to the Heavenly Court to retrieve the Juexian Sword. Junior Sister Bi Xiao, you are more friendly with the demon clan, so you go to the north and retrieve the Luxian Sword. The remaining Xianjian Sword is in the hands of Junior Sister Qiong Xiao." She gave orders as the headmaster, and no one could refuse.

Bixiao felt that this was a deliberate attempt to get him away and prevent him from participating in the next action. He was annoyed, but he did not dare to disobey. He could only ride a cloud to the north to find the Sword of Immortal Slaying.

I only saw a general direction before, and it would take some time to search for the exact location.

The north is the territory of the demon clan. The Three Sisters worship the Mother of Mount Li as their mother. As long as this affection exists, the demon clan will not dare to make things difficult for her.

Gui Ling, Qiong Xiao and Bi Xiao left one after another. Yun Xiao bowed to Jin Ling and thanked her. His two sisters were sent away, so he could have nothing to worry about whether he went to the Chaos to rescue the teacher or did something else.

Jin Ling didn't care about this gratitude. His eyes were fixed on Lingbao Tianzun. "Teacher, what happened to the Saint Teacher in the chaos? We saw that the Qingping Sword was broken. Where is the Saint Teacher now?"

She asked a string of questions in rapid succession.

Lingbao Tianzun stroked his beard for a moment before saying, "I'm fine, don't worry." Seeing Yunxiao's anxious look, he added, "Gongming is fine too."

Only then did they feel relieved.

"That Qingping Sword." asked the Golden Spirit Holy Mother doubtfully.

Lingbao Tianzun said, "My awakening was brief. To make a long story short, I discovered the remains of an ancient life demon god in the chaos. This led to a conflict with three other demon gods. I killed one of them in the melee, but that demon god was extremely domineering, and the Qingping Sword was severely damaged. The Qingping Sword fragments you see are from those left on the battlefield. It's likely a trap."

Seeing that the Golden Spirit Mother was about to ask more questions, he stopped his disciple with a look.

"Three things. First, tell my information to Bajing Palace and Yuxu Palace. The two brothers may lend me a helping hand. Second, help me collect some spiritual materials to repair the Qingping Sword." He glanced at Yunxiao and Deng Chanyu.

"Third, if possible, send the Yuan Tu Sword to the main body. I will borrow it for a while."

Yunxiao had no objection. The Yuantu Sword was originally snatched from the Styx Patriarch. Let alone borrowing it, even asking for it directly would be something Yunxiao would agree to. But how to send it? She didn't have the ability to do that.

She looked at Deng Chanyu. This would definitely require extremely profound knowledge of space.

Deng Chanyu scratched her head. The distance between the two sides was too far. Extracting a breath of energy before had caused the body of the "Buddha" to collapse. Now it would be even more difficult to send out the Yuantu Sword. This would require a lot of time and energy to arrange in advance.

She nodded slightly to indicate yes.

Lingbao Tianzun looked at his disciples and said, "Each of you should practice diligently and don't worry."

After he finished speaking, he fell unconscious again, and the "sacredness" belonging to the saint fell silent.

The Golden Spirit Mother quickly took out Pangu's coffin and placed Lingbao Tianzun inside it. This corpse-slaying clone was due to the huge consumption of the original body, and the clone also fell into dormancy. Now it was forcibly awakened, which was actually a great loss. If it had been quietly waiting, it might have woken up in ten years. Now it was hard to say.
(End of this chapter)