The Chronicle of the Emperor of the Great Desolation

Chapter 438

"Take the sword!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, there was a big step between his cultivation base, and the attacks of himself and others could hardly harm Venerable Feng. Leylin made a decisive decision, handed the Heavenly Sin Excalibur in his hand to Qingtian, and took out the seven emotions and six desires that he got from Lord Void's legacy. Light, protect the whole body.

Seeing this, Confucius followed suit, passing the Hongmeng Measuring Ruler in his hand to Qingtian with a whoosh, and using the Spring and Autumn Brush, the Analects of Confucius, and the ruler to defend against the enemy.

Qingtian has won two treasures in succession, and he can use his full power under the authorization of his master. At present, the Hongmeng Measuring Ruler in his left hand and the Heavenly Sin Excalibur in his right hand, the two treasures are righteous and evil. The enemy is inevitable, and it is even possible to predict the opponent's next behavior in advance.

Both treasures are treasures with powerful attack power. Hold the two treasures with both hands, reproducing the unworldly trick in the "Death Mystery Book".

"Death order!" "Death cry!"

The two big killer moves, one from the left and the other from the right, were struck out with a bang, converging into one stream in the void, and achieving the ultimate killer move 'Death Crossing'. The wind stopped in an instant, and the mighty Wind Venerable fell into the death vortex, and was bit by bit shredded.

Qing Tian's extreme moves were also unbearable. Beads of sweat rolled on his forehead, his face was pale, and the phantom of death behind him became illusory, as if it would be disillusioned at any time.

Leylin didn't say a word, and hurriedly injected his own majestic mana into Qingtian's body to supplement consumption. Behind him, Laozi, Jieyin, Kong Qiu and others looked at each other, and they all imitated the example and transferred mana to Qingtian.

Although Confucianism, Taoism, and Buddhism all cultivate immortality, their methods are different, and the mana they cultivate naturally also varies.Another supernatural power 'Reaper's Tears' on the Qingtian Revolving Death Mystery Book assimilates all the mana into death mana, and the mana is fully restored in a short while.

Empress Nuwa used the law of good fortune to sort out the Dao body and primordial spirit for several people, repairing some of the damage suffered, and the other three saints absorbed the spiritual energy from the pagoda to restore the output mana. After a while, several people recovered to a good state.

At this time, Venerable Wind had already consumed the power of the God of Death to cross the border, but as soon as he came out, the second wave of death vortex suddenly descended, which was inevitable under the lock of the Heavenly Sin Divine Sword, and unfortunately fell into it again.

"Qingtian, traitor, hateful!"

Venerable Feng's hair is flying, his beautiful face is full of fierceness, his eyes are ferocious, and his hatred for Qingtian has reached the extreme.

Venerable Wind is hard to get out of the shackles, and Venerable Fire is even more embarrassed. He is the sixth level of Hunyuanyuan Beginning Realm. With the blessing of the power of the saint, he has the seventh level of power.

Those who besieged him were the six emperors of the human way and Xuan Xiao. It is said that the strength is generally not high. Xuan Xiao has made further progress during this period of time. Yi, Dihong, and Xuantong are in the second-level late stage, and the Demon Emperor Lei Ni only has the second-level early stage.

This kind of power cannot be equal to two or greater than two. The gap is too large. The large number of people has actually lost the advantage, and it is difficult to cause effective damage to the enemy.

But this is based on common sense. In the Three Realms, there are always some extraordinary people who cannot be judged by common sense, such as Xuan Xiao and Xuan Tong brothers.

After the battle started, the thunder pattern on Xuan Xiao's forehead burst into dazzling light, slowly cracked a gap, condensed into a red vertical eye, and the rolling power of heavenly punishment turned into lightning and thunder, bombarding Venerable Huo like a whip from the sky.

Lord Huo turned into an invisible flame, urged the flame mountain to resist the world-destroying thunder, and used the giant mountain to condense fireballs, smashing them at everyone.

Both Dihong and Liu Bang practiced the law of flames, but the difference in their cultivation bases made their flames unable to resist the opponent's flames at all, and Ao Yi's various divine waters could not extinguish the raging flames.

Lei Ni repaired the law of fantasy, but layers of illusions could not stop the opponent's locked-in attack. Xuanyuan smashed balls of fire with the Xuanyuan sword, and many places on his body were on fire. Traces until they vanish.

Only when Prince Xuantong practiced the rules of fighting and had the support of the holy weapon or the heavenly halberd, could he come and go a few times.

"Everyone, pass on your strength to me!"

Seeing that Xuan Xiao couldn't take down Venerable Huo alone, Xuan Tong suddenly gave a soft shout to the other five emperors, and then he put his halberd on the ground, closed his eyes slightly, and stimulated the dormant power in the blood with a special secret method.

Everyone was stunned for a while, and looked at each other, wondering if they should do what he said.

This is not a joke, how much water can be contained in a container, if it is too much, it will overflow or burst the container.

Xuantong's Wuhuang Seal can only bear his current strength at present, and everyone will pass on the strength. If the strength is too strong, he will not be able to bear it, and if there is any damage, everyone will not be able to bear the responsibility.

"Listen to him!" Xuan Xiao knew his fifth younger brother better, and seeing that everyone hesitated, he ordered directly.

"it is good!"

With Xuan Xiao's endorsement, everyone stopped worrying, and immediately transferred their power of the emperor's way, using the emperor's seal as a link, and injected it into Xuantong's body one after another.

"Drink!"

The surging power poured into his body incessantly, and the Wuhuang Seal of Xuantong Daoguo soon couldn't bear it, and began to spill the power into his body.

The dantian of the Zifu is the place where immortals store mana, and the Qihai dantian is where martial arts store mana. With Xuantong's own cultivation, this kind of power cannot be contained at all, and it is now flooding the acupoints and meridians of the whole body. Among them, if it were an ordinary person, they would explode and die in an instant.

But when Xuantong encountered a crisis in his body, the power of the bloodline was awakened immediately. A trace of bloodline inherited from Pangu and the bloodline of Duke Dong used a mysterious power at the same time to repair the damaged body and control the huge power. carried within him.

Xuantong felt the soaring power, which came from his blood, from the five emperors, which made him almost uncontrollable. His heart was full of desire to vent, and he had the illusion of smashing the universe of the dead world with one punch.

With a long howl, or the sky halberd across the sky and Changhong, the one-foot-long sword-like blade suddenly stabbed on the Flame Mountain, and with a bang, the treasure flew away without a trace.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the lightning of heaven's punishment in Xuan Xiao's eyebrows followed one after another, and the supernatural powers that had a huge lethality on saints burned Venerable Huo's thunder on the outside, or the sharp edge of the halberd cut wounds on his body, blood It gurgled and flowed down, in a very miserable state.

When the two brothers joined forces, they turned the tables in an instant, and the one who killed the dignified sage Huo was in a state of embarrassment, roaring again and again, and getting more and more injuries.

Whether it was the Thunder of Heaven's Punishment or a trace of higher-level power aroused in Xuantong's blood, they all caused substantial damage to Venerable Huo. His primordial spirit shocked him greatly.

Thinking of this, Venerable Huo, who has always been grumpy, cruel and ruthless, suddenly felt a retreat, and pessimism also appeared in his heart. Can such a powerful opponent, the dead world, escape this catastrophe?
(End of this chapter)