Immortality starts from the liver proficiency

Chapter 707 Dao Fruit?

"break!"

With both fists carrying the condensed, almost tangible, purple-gold lightning transmitted from across the realm by Xu Yunfan, they slammed out fiercely.

The target was neither the sword that was slashing down nor the chains that were being shot, but the sticky waves of blood beneath their feet and the solidified resentful rocks beside them.

Boom! ! !

A terrifying purplish-gold ball of lightning exploded violently at the point where the blood wave met the reef.

The supremely yang and powerful divine thunder collided with the supremely yin, evil, and filthy blood waves of death energy, unleashing a deafening roar.

It was as if a large clump of cold water had been poured into a boiling oil pan.

The viscous blood waves were evaporated and torn apart by the violent power of lightning and fire, creating a dark red giant wave tens of feet high.

The hard reef of resentment cracked and crumbled inch by inch in the thunder, turning into dust.

Countless confused spirits affected by the commotion didn't even have time to utter a wail before they instantly vaporized.

Xu Yunfan's move was not to attack the enemy, but to create the largest possible chaos so that he could escape from the two Golden Core cultivators.

Now is not the time to fight to the death with the other party. We haven't even seen the face of Taiyin Mingqiu Daoguo yet, and if our clone Wukong is killed here, that would be a huge loss.

The Supreme Yang Divine Thunder ignited the Supreme Yin power of the Underworld, causing localized tremors.

The effect is immediate.

The area of ​​blood waves ignited by the lightning instantly formed a huge dark red vortex, emitting a terrifying suction force.

Even more terrifying, the gray sky above the explosion's epicenter suddenly turned as dark as ink.

Countless streaks of purplish-black lightning, imbued with an aura of ominousness and destruction, appeared out of thin air and struck down like enraged lightning snakes.

These thunderbolts were not the divine lightning summoned by Xu Yunfan, but rather divine punishment lightning generated by the violent disturbance of the laws of the Bitter Sea itself, targeting the destroyers.

Its target was Wukong, who was the source of the explosion, and those two powerful auras that were enough to attract the attention of the laws.

The Mysterious True Lord and the White-Haired True Lord.

"It's done!"

In Shenxiao Mountain, Xu Yunfan, who witnessed all of this through Wukong's eyes, felt a slight sense of relief, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

To be honest, no one could have imagined that someone in the underworld could unleash such an attack of the most yang and powerful nature, especially since it was the thunder technique, the number one offensive technique in magic.

This move truly plunged the entire area into a cauldron of exploding oil, causing utter chaos.

The three giant ice blades unleashed by the True Lord of Profound Mystery were instantly engulfed by the violent waves of blood and the sudden descent of purplish-black lightning.

The sword spirit emitted a piercing wail, and its light dimmed rapidly.

He himself was also subjected to a powerful backlash and lock-on from the Netherworld. He groaned and his protective sword spirit spun wildly, resisting the purple-black lightning that fell from the sky and the pull of the vortex beneath his feet. His figure was disheveled and unsteady.

The white-haired True Lord's expression changed drastically.

He hadn't expected Xu Yunfan to be so decisive and ruthless, daring to directly detonate the power of the Extreme Yin Nether Earth.

His secret technique for reversing life and death is most vulnerable to the chaotic backlash from such a violent source of heaven and earth.

The chains of vengeful spirits broke and dissipated inch by inch under the impact of thunder and blood waves.

The protective aura of life and death fluctuated violently as it was struck by several bolts of purplish-black lightning. Although it managed to block them, its radiance dimmed considerably, and for the first time, a look of solemnity and pain appeared on his strangely handsome face.

If it were a clone of Goku handling this, its limited perspective would naturally prevent the opponent from achieving this level of skill.

But Xu Yunfan was able to transfer Yang-level magical power through the attribute panel, using it as a foundation to unleash earth-shattering destruction. Even Wukong, witnessing this scene, couldn't help but gasp, his anger subsiding somewhat.

Xu Yunfan's actions were truly reckless.

"Bastard!"

The White-Haired True Lord roared, trying to steady himself and lock onto Wukong's figure, who was trying to escape using the shockwave of the explosion amidst the chaos.

As Wukong, controlled by Xu Yunfan, used the recoil from the explosion to maximize the toughness of his stone body the moment he threw out his fists. Like a cannonball thrown by a catapult, he withstood part of the aftershocks of the explosion and scattered purple-black lightning, and fled desperately into the depths of the gray fog far away from the underworld.

The surface of the stone core was scorched black by the lightning and fire, and it was covered with cracks. The light of the Xuanjian was also dimmed a lot, but the speed was astonishing.

"Where to go!"

Tongxuan Zhenjun forcefully dispersed several streaks of purple-black lightning, disregarding the damage, and transformed into a sharp sword light, locking onto the direction Wukong had fled and chasing after him.

The Xuan Shu Sword Soul granted him an extraordinary speed, far exceeding that of ordinary beings, even in the Netherworld.

The ability to wield the Golden Elixir and enter the Azure Heaven is not something that can be simply described, but rather something that can be achieved through the act of making a gesture.

The white-haired True Lord's eyes were so gloomy they could drip water. Looking at the scene of utter devastation, the raging thunder and blood waves, and the direction Tong Xuan had chased after, he gave a cold snort.

"Run? Once you're in this sea, how can you escape! Let me first deal with this backlash, and then I'll have some fun with you."

Instead of rushing after them, he formed hand seals, his body radiating a powerful aura of life and death, and began to try to guide and absorb the raging purple-black lightning and chaotic death energy, seemingly trying to transform it into his own power.

Surrounded by billowing purple-black smoke, his methods were so bizarre and his techniques so evil that they chilled one to the bone.

Deep within the gray fog, Wukong, under Xu Yunfan's powerful manipulation, flew rapidly away, his molten gold pupils scanning the Tongxuan sword light that was relentlessly pursuing him, as well as the life-and-death vortex emanating a terrifying suction force in the distance.

The magical power within the stone embryo burned wildly under Xu Yunfan's will.

"Xu Yunfan, this can't go on! The stone embryo won't last much longer, and its magical power is almost exhausted! That madman is chasing us too closely!"

Wukong roared in his mind, with a hint of instinctive fear.

Despite his arrogant nature, he felt powerless in the face of such a desperate situation.

If a True Lord is chasing someone, no one would even consider it if they were only at the Foundation Establishment stage.

"Just keep going forward, I have plenty of magic power."

Xu Yunfan's voice remained steady, revealing an unprecedented focus, as the divine power of Shenxiao was continuously transmitted into Wukong's body.

Although he was in a divine soul state, his stone embryo had been melted by Xu Yunfan, and he was born a saint, so he could naturally withstand Xu Yunfan's divine power. This is also why Xu Yunfan chose Wukong as his first true spirit.

Shenxiao Mountain's true form sat cross-legged on a cloud platform, surrounded by purple-gold lightning. However, his gaze was not directed at the main hall, but rather at the gray and desolate scene that Wukong saw from his perspective, which was constantly rushing past.

He formed hand seals, and his Dharma image moved accordingly. The right side of his body, in the "Lin" posture, continuously analyzed the environmental data of the Bitter Sea that Wukong had fed back, searching for the ultimate place of Taiyin.

Wukong naturally knew what Xu Yunfan wanted to do, so he didn't say anything more and just watched as Xu Yunfan manipulated his body, constantly changing positions, to trace the source of extreme yin.

Suddenly, Wukong, who was flying at high speed, narrowed his golden pupils.

The swirling gray fog ahead thinned out, and the scene at the edge of the field of vision became incredibly eerie and spectacular.

In the middle of a relatively calm, blood-red sea stands a massive island built entirely of white bones.

The shape of the island vaguely resembles a giant, skeletal dragon coiled up.

At the head of the dragon, at the highest point of the white bone island, a gnarled and strange tree, its entire body crystal clear and as if carved from black jade, took root there.

(End of this chapter)