Honghuang: I became the younger brother of Our Lady of the Golden Spirit

Chapter 87

To the west of Buzhou Mountain, on a steep mountain about three thousand miles away.

Chen Yang sits cross-legged on the top of the mountain, with a faint golden light shining out of his eyes, he has already seen a rough overview of what happened on the top of the mountain and during the nine days.

Including the golden light that was coming towards this side.

Caressing the divine sword in his hand, Chen Yang couldn't help sighing: "Sword, sword, since you were born, you haven't seen blood yet. Today, I will use the blood of the Daluo Jinxian who specializes in pure yang to help you start!"

This sword was born as a top-level congenital spiritual treasure on the 42nd floor, and it has been warmed by him for hundreds of years with a scabbard cut from a congenital golden chestnut tree, and its aura is already at its peak.

It's just a pity that, as a divine sword, he can't drink blood, so how can he have a sharp edge that cuts through the world?
With Chen Yang's words, a dense white light suddenly appeared on the milky/white sword body, congealed on the tip of the sword, dripping down like water drops, submerged in the earth and rocks.

When Chen Yang saw this scene, he couldn't help but be overjoyed.

"It turns out that you are also impatient."

Laughing loudly, he jumped up and stood above the void with his sword in hand. The Luoyang Mountain where he was sitting just now collapsed in an instant.

With such a steep mountain, it's hard to bear the power of water droplets transformed by the sharp edge of the Zhengyang sword!
Seeing the golden light getting closer and closer, Chen Yang blocked the pass with his sword, and shouted loudly: "Don't you stop, Prince Dong?"

The golden light paused, and a figure in green clothes fell out. Although his hair was disheveled and he looked a little embarrassed, his demeanor still remained. When his gaze passed, the void appeared scorched black, and it was difficult to bear the majesty of its mighty pure yang.

"Who are you? How dare you block my way?" Prince Dong cast a cold look, and immediately asked sharply.

Although the quasi-sage's magic power has dissipated, the Daluo Daoguo still exists in the end, and within a short time, the heavenly phenomenon is triggered, the golden lightning rushes away, the wind roars, and the mighty heavenly power is like a round of golden sun pressing down.

"Your Excellency, you don't need to use your power to overwhelm others. Even if you try your best to cover it up, the fact that your breath is decaying, your soul is collapsing, and Daluo Daoguo can only be maintained has fallen into my Dharma eyes." Chen Yang shook his head and smiled. With the flow of pure sun golden light, the coercion was easily removed.

Being exposed by Chen Yang's words, the aura and coercion exuded by Duke Dong suddenly dissipated, his originally ruddy face suddenly paled, and his figure also staggered slightly.

His eyes fell on the pure golden light around the young man opposite him, he narrowed his eyes, his face flushed again, and he yelled out:
"Junior, I don't know why you are. It turns out that you are trying to attack me with pure Yang profound energy. Knowing that my Da Luo Dao fruit has not yet fallen, you dare to come to stop me, you are really brave!"

Chen Yang couldn't help clapping his hands and laughing: "If I can get a word of praise from your Excellency, I will not be in vain. As for the obstruction, you don't have to worry about me. Although you still have Dao fruit, in my eyes, it's just a relatively small one." It’s just a stronger Taiyi Golden Immortal.”

As soon as these words came out, Duke Dong's expression changed immediately.

"Since you dare to stop me, you might as well report your name!"

"Tongtian Daoist, personally handed down, Chen Yangzi." Chen Yang shouted in a deep voice, took a step forward, and the Zhengyang Divine Sword was already slashed out.

"breeze"

The milky white golden light turned and turned into a breeze, blowing towards Duke Dong. Its breath was warm and seemed to be able to calm the primordial spirit, but it made Duke Dong stunned for a while, but in a flash, he struggled out. angry.

"What kind of Taoism is this that can blow away the primordial spirit?"

One blow made Da Luo Jinxian, who is famous all over the world, change color. Chen Yang was neither happy nor sad, but remained calm and calm.

"It's just a Taoist technique that mixes pure yang mana with samadhi kamikaze."

"Hmph, it's easy to say, you can change the samadhi kamikaze so that it is so upright and can be used as a sword move. It can be seen that your Taoism has reached perfection. According to my opinion, this sword move can't match the opening move. There are still moves that have not been revealed.

Come, come, do your best, and let me experience the skills passed down by Taoist Tong Tian! "

Dong Wanggong sneered, flicked his sleeves, and the mighty mana directly blew away the breeze in front of him. During the conversation, there was a long roar, and he responded with all his strength, not daring to underestimate the young man in front of him who was only in the realm of Taiyi.

After being told the basics of the sword move, Chen Yang's face turned serious, and he responded in a deep voice:

"Your Excellency, be careful."

"drizzle."

The radiance on the Zhengyang sword was so strong that it was actually using the force of the breeze to trigger the rain. The sky gathered clouds and formed layers upon layers. With the sound of a thunderbolt, the drizzle fell quietly.

The hazy water mist was transpiring, and it looked like misty rain, but Dong Wanggong, who was trapped in the rain, couldn't help but change his face again.

What kind of drizzle is this? It is clearly countless streams of compressed and refined sword qi, the foundation of which is the pure yang power he is familiar with, so how dare he take it hard?

She waved her hands to protect herself with pure golden light, and the golden light flickered under her feet, so she had to avoid it temporarily and jumped out of the rain.

However, no matter what he did, he couldn't escape.

"No, this sword qi faintly forms an array, which can lock the void!" Duke Dong's thoughts changed, and his expression changed again.

"Your Excellency, Prince Dong, be careful." Before he could think too much, another clear voice came from outside the rain.

Chen Yang made a tactic with both hands, and the sword move changed again.

Around the hazy rain scene, streaks of white clouds suddenly appeared, covering them, faintly integrated with the wind and rain in the sky.

In this way, the wind blows and the clouds gather, the clouds turn into rain, and after the drizzle falls, they turn into white mist. The white mist condenses into clouds and is blown up by the breeze, and gathers into cloudy clouds again in the sky. The clouds turn into rain again, and the drizzle turns into fog again. , the mist turned into a cloud and was blown up again
So it goes round and round, and the cycle repeats.

Without the need for Chen Yang to exert his magic power, this sword energy realm with breeze, drizzle and white clouds can be self-sufficient, trapping and killing people in it.

"This, this is a realm that can only be mastered by the Da Luo Jinxian!" The Dong Wanggong in the rain was full of horror.

In the realm of Daluo, a single Taoist technique can interpret the Xiaoqian world. Although the sword move in front of him has not reached the standard of the Xiaoqian world, it still has the shape of a cave.

If things go on like this, if you can comprehend here, you can deduce a small world of misty rain with your own swordsmanship.

Suppressing the horror in his heart, the Eastern Prince exhausted his mana and cast his own Taoism.

"The ten directions are all destroyed."

He punched out nine rounds of golden sun, and his soul transformed into a huge round of scorching sun, falling into the sky. The ten golden suns exerted all their strength in ten directions, and the hot breath of the pure sun instantly surrounded the surrounding water vapor, clouds, mist, All the raindrops evaporated, breaking through this swordsmanship cave.

Then the scorching sun closed, and the figure of Duke Dong appeared, his face even paler.

"Chen Yangzi, even though your swordsmanship is already like a big Luo, don't forget that I am a real big Luo. It's not enough to kill me with this kind of weather." Duke Dong coughed twice, pressing the wound , said in a deep voice.

"Those who are sensible, retreat quickly, I can make an oath of heaven, and this matter will be over. Otherwise."

Chen Yang didn't listen to the words of persuasion behind him, and shouted loudly: "Da Luo's weather alone is not enough to kill you, so, what about this?"

As soon as the words fell, the Zhengyang sword stirred the wind and rain, the breeze entered, the drizzle was hazy, the white clouds regenerated, and the swordsmanship cave condensed again.

When Duke Dong saw the old trick repeated, he immediately sneered and wanted to break it.

However, at this moment, suddenly heard.
"When the cloud and the dragon enter the sky, there is only the sword in the world."

In the rainy environment, the roar of Yunlong was suddenly heard, frightening the sky.

The wind and rain changed drastically between the heaven and the earth, a small thousand world born in the breeze, drizzle and white clouds appeared in the mid-air, and above it, there was a milky white sword hanging down.

The location of Xiaoqian World is the tip of its sword.

"Ahem, it turns out that you have already realized the supernatural powers of Daluo. You cut it out with a sword and turned it into a world, endlessly alive. I misread you. If you don't die, even if you are in the legendary saint's realm, I am afraid that you will die." It's a little bit possible." Dong Wanggong was shocked, and his injuries erupted from the pressure, and there was golden blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, no matter how difficult it was to maintain the Daoguo, it just disappeared.

"Promise me one thing, how about?"

"You said."

"We must kill Di Jun and Tai Yi. If these two people are not dead, it will be a big problem for us in the future."

"it is good."

"Thank you very much, tell the Queen Mother of the West for me again, and say that if I offended you before, I hope you will forgive me." A person's words are good when he is about to die.

"Ahem, I know that the method of burning the source to become a quasi-sage was taught by the great god Fuxi, but I still use this to make a breakthrough."

"Is this the reason? Not only can it sweep away Di Jun's so-called majesty of the Emperor of Heaven, but it can also vent a bad breath on behalf of our innate beings. It is also a beautiful thing."

"The thief Di Jun was born with innate talent, but he recruited monsters. He will definitely be bitten by them in the future."

"It's a pity, but I can't see that day anymore. Ahem, Chen Yangzi, if you can kill these two people in the future, remember to go to the golden platform of Penglai Mountain and tell me. In this way, I have no regrets." .”

The divine light in his eyes gradually faded away, the body of the Eastern Prince of Justice disappeared, and the primordial spirit disappeared, leaving only a cloud of pure Yang Xuan Qi and a cloud of blue cloud energy that had been wiped out of breath.

(End of this chapter)