PFC Chapter 232 Wan Ye Zhen Jun
Chapter 232 Wan Ye Zhen Jun
He held the box with both hands and moved directly into the Immortal Palace, replacing the head of the last Dharma Realm.
He let out a long breath, as if he had drunk too much. His stomach felt a little uncomfortable, and he burped. His face turned slightly red and he felt better.
The white jade old Buddha had turned back into the shape of a centipede, bit open his arm, and slowly drilled in.
Only then did Zhang Song have time to look around the place slowly. This used to be a secret vault, storing many items, all of which had been used by the Dragon Claw Rat. Only this god-level unicorn skull was preserved because he was greedy and intended to refine it thoroughly.
He made another circle around, released his cloud and rain magic, and completely watered the place like Heze before leaving.
"Three flowers gather at the top, it's time for the second flower to condense."
He walked out of the crack, and a golden hammer appeared in the void and smashed towards him directly.
This is a magical weapon that cannot be avoided. It causes wind and thunder to blow down and make people tremble.
Zhang Song had already raised the Book of Earth to neutralize the attack and took a step back.
A middle-aged man appeared in the air. He was wearing a blue Taoist robe, a wooden hairpin in his hair, his face was like ancient jade, and his eyes were like stars.
Taoists are indifferent and detached from the world, with a sense of being high above and far away from the mundane world.
"It's quite capable."
The Taoist's voice was soft, but Zhang Song felt creepy, and even felt as if he had made a serious mistake and was discovered and caught by someone.
"Master Wanye?"
Master Wanye had already grabbed with his backhand, the void exploded, and a finger pointed over like a pillar to the sky.
Zhang Song discovered that the immortal artifact Earth Book seemed to be about to be punctured and shattered.
"The immortal weapon is good, but your realm is too low to control it. You can only mobilize a part of its power. Now your vitality is almost drained."
Three green swords appeared in the void, and the void was cut by sword energy. Within a radius of a thousand miles, all the cultivators above the Spirit Transformation Realm felt their souls tremble as if there was a long sword hanging above.
"This is..." Some ancient beings were awakened and looked there.
Tai'an City Lord Weizi's eyes were filled with horror. That was Baldhead Valley, and someone had angered the True Lord.
There was worry on Kun Chanzi's face. He had a feeling that what was happening over there involved his brother.
Some cultivators in the Hedao realm rushed over there. It was a great opportunity to see the Zhenjun realm take action. If they could understand even a little bit of it, they would benefit greatly.
"Human Tribulation, it turns out that the reason I hesitated to advance to the True Lord realm and did not condense the Flower of the Lost was because I had a premonition in my heart."
Zhang Song looked into the void. Taoist Wanye was very indifferent, and the magic formula in his hand was already pointing at him.
Rumble!
Suddenly, there was a huge thunder in the sky, and the sky and the earth became dazzling white. Many great monks had blood dripping from their eyes, and their pupil techniques were broken.
Then a pool of thunder appeared in the air and smashed towards the three long swords that were shooting towards them.
The huge explosion created a huge black hole there, and countless cracks flashed in the black hole.
"Very good." Taoist Wanye's expression remained unchanged, but murderous intent was surging in his heart. Such a person cannot be kept.
His Taoist robe fluttered and Taoist patterns flashed in his eyes.
Lotus flowers appeared one after another in the sky and on the ground. They were made up of long swords that formed a sword formation and crushed down.
Kendo, move forward courageously!
His realm has reached the point where his breath becomes swords and a casual strike of his hand can result in thousands of swords converging towards him.
He has reached the intermediate level of True Lord and is a overlord wherever he is.
The True Lord and Divine Lord level heads in Zhang Song's sea of consciousness all gave suggestions instantly, and he did not feel it was very serious.
“It turns out that I have already reached such a height.”
He took out the Red Dust Pills and put them in his mouth one by one.
His body stiffened for a moment, and countless fragments appeared in his sea of consciousness.
Those were all real, they were all things he had experienced, hidden deep in his memory, and now they were all turned out.
From birth to kindergarten, to high school graduation, to attending a junior college...
"You dare to be distracted." Master Wanye's eyes turned cold.
The sword light exploded completely and annihilated everything below. It was denser than the lightning and more violent than the thunder punishment.
Among them was a golden sword that was so sharp that it could penetrate everything and instantly killed Zhang Song.
The Book of the Earth was covered with cracks, its light dimmed, and it was shattered and scattered behind Zhang Song.
puff!
puff puff!
Puff puff!
Thousands of swords pierced his heart and half of his body was cut off. The most terrifying thing was that the golden sword had pierced his heart.
This is the magical power displayed by the True Lord, who can avoid it?
The True Lords of the Three Saints Palace and the Wuxiang Sect all raised their eyebrows slightly. If they encountered such a sword, could they dodge it or how could they resist it?
The path of kendo is the most direct, simplest, and also the most difficult to practice.
Whether it is a demon cultivator, a human cultivator, or heaven and earth, he can kill them all with one sword.
The sword intent has no return!
It hurts so much! Zhang Song muttered to himself, not sure whether it was because he was reluctant to leave that world or because of the pain in his body.
"Ling Moth, you will live in my memory and observe mourning for me."
He spoke in a leisurely tone, and the spirit moth completely shattered, turned into nothingness, and scattered in his sea of consciousness.
His eyes slowly opened and three flowers appeared above his head.
One is in full bloom, one is slowly blooming, and there will be one that is not even a shadow.
His body began to recover, and it felt as if the wound was gradually receding and returning to its pre-injury state.
It was as if new branches with lush vitality had sprouted on the dead trees.
Withering and flourishing, life and death, winter and spring…
They complement each other and depend on each other. If listed separately, they can be considered skills and magical powers.
Only when they are combined together and integrated with each other can they be considered the true Tao.
"Promote!"
The aura from his body evaporated along with his injured body.
"Kill!" Zhang Song had transformed into a Kuiniu, leaped up fiercely, smashed the sword light, and killed forward.
"Your swordsmanship is too weak. Are you bullying the weak?"
"If you meet an iron-boned person of the same level, do you still have the courage to draw your sword?"
A big fight broke out between the two.
Zhang Song's strength is also growing rapidly. He is selfless, invincible and fearless. This is the intention of the ancient demon.
He used the Jie Tian Jue and could feel that the people around him were full of weaknesses. Although they were fleeting, as long as he caught them once, he could cause serious damage.
"So he is practicing the way of the ancient demon. That's true, but he has killed countless real ancient demons."
The sword flashed, Zhang Song's blood splattered into the air, and he was even cut in half again.
Master Wanye was too strong. The sword was shining brightly, and not even a trace of thunder and rain could fall on him.
"I'll smash you to death!" The Ruyi Disk flew out suddenly. It was now a sixth-level immortal weapon. With Xiao Bao's full strength, it smashed Master Wanye into pieces.
"Great Thunderbolt!"
Lightning swords and lightning knives appeared in the air, and even a vague human figure appeared and attacked.
Something was constantly brewing in the thunder pool, bubbling as if it was boiling, and then the shadow of a guillotine appeared.
His entire body was unstable, and the spiritual fluid rushed into his body like water.
Perfection, the Thunder Guillotine, represents that the Great Thunder Technique has reached perfection. What is lacking is whether one can bear and hold this power.
Man holds the power of heaven, so naturally he must have the will to bear the will of heaven.
His body seemed to be breaking apart.
If the plan is to fail at the last minute, this power seems to be able to really kill the True Lord.
Master Wanye hesitated for a moment. It seemed that this man had no ability to perform this sword strike.
But now, when he faced the Lei Yi guillotine, it was as if his head was really put into the guillotine. The sharp guillotine with a terrifying aura could fall at any time.