Tian Yuan Xian Ji

Chapter 468 Sword Soul
On the other side, the silver snake shines on the sun, and the sky is covered by thunder and lightning.

An old man with white beard and hair sits under a huge golden lotus platform, with a solemn appearance.

Zhuang Xinqian's figure flashed suddenly, and when the lightning flashed, he condensed into his figure, and appeared behind the old man, with five black fingers in his hand jumping in a black lightning arc, hitting the golden lotus.

As soon as the two came into contact, the black lightning arc was converted into unknown spell-printed characters and spread along the huge golden lotus, covering the golden lotus in the blink of an eye.

The huge golden lotus is covered with dense black characters, covering the old man's body.

The old man's complexion changed slightly, he folded his palms together, and spewed out a mouthful of blood essence. The golden lotus was stimulated by the blood essence and trembled violently, as if trying to break free from the shackles of the black symbols.

I saw the golden lotus blooming slowly in the middle, and another golden lotus grew, which grew to a size of three to four feet in the blink of an eye, while the original huge golden lotus quickly withered and dissipated into the air, disappearing without a trace together with those black symbols .

The newborn golden lotus is like a phoenix reborn from the ashes, extremely delicate and beautiful, tiny golden lotus leaps out of it, rises against the wind, and envelops Zhuang Xingan's body.

Zhuang Xinqian's whole body flashed with lightning arcs, and disappeared suddenly. Forty feet to the left of him, the lightning arcs reunited, revealing his appearance.

I saw his hands forming seals, and in an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, the sky was full of thunder arcs, and there were rumbling sounds. Huge thunder pillars shot from the sky and hit the golden lotus.

In the blink of an eye, dense thunder and lightning fell from the sky, submerging the land with a radius of hundreds of feet, and the thunder and lightning merged with the huge storm that connected the sky and the ground.

In the sea of ​​thunder, lightning and storm, the golden lotus is like a flat boat, swaying with the waves.

The old man stood still, and on the golden lotus, lotus flowers bloomed one after another, rising against the wind, resisting the impact of the thunder and lightning storm.

Among the battle group, there is a majestic figure, covered with black scales, with five fingers turned into dragon claws, two horns growing from its head, and a body shaped like a bull's head, a donkey's mouth, a snake's belly, and an ear elephant, shaking in mid-air Swinging his head and tail, his long eyes like a green crescent moon swept across, like a king looking down on his territory, it was the completely transformed Qin Tianjiao.

The man facing him was a burly man in the costume of the New Moon Gate, but he saw that his whole body was full of golden light, a little brilliance was shining between his eyebrows, his fists were like wind, and his palms were like electricity, fighting with the dragon.

I could only hear the sound of "bang bang bang" coming continuously, like a metal stone hitting steel, every blow of the two of them has the power to break mountains and crack rocks.

Qin Tianjiao's huge curved dragon claws grabbed at him. The man was not afraid, and greeted him with both fists.

The man's arms were slightly numb, and the dragon's long tail swung over. The man's figure flew out like a cannonball and hit the mountain peak.

Qin Tianjiao's huge figure approached again, the man clasped his hands together, a brilliant brilliance shot out from between his brows, and the dragon grabbed it with both claws.

As soon as the two came into contact, the dragon's claws gradually turned golden, just like the touch of stone into gold, the dragon's claws were touched by the brilliance and turned into a pair of golden claws, and they became stiff and unable to move for a moment.

The man made seals with his hands, stretched out his left hand, and the brilliance in the air went towards the bee pupae in his palm, condensing into a shining golden sword. The man's figure flashed, holding the shining golden sword, he slashed straight down.

Flood Dragon couldn't move his palms, he swung his long tail, and the golden knife slashed on the long tail, sparks flew everywhere, and the scales covered by Flood Dragon's tail twisted slightly.

A flash of brilliance shot out from between the man's eyebrows again, the dragon's tail turned golden and he couldn't move. The man held a precious sword and cut it on the dragon's head. Hearing a loud "Peng", Baoguang only cut off one of its scales .

The man was about to cut down again, Qin Tianjiao put away his dragon form, raised his palms, and bright red blood gushed out, he pushed his palms, and in an instant, the blood surged like a river, like a surging ocean, rushing towards the man overwhelmingly, drowning him In the meantime.

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As time passed, the battle between the two sides gradually became fiercer, and they were divided into countless small battle groups, with the battle lines extending tens of miles away.

At this time, not only the monks of the late stage of foundation establishment, but also the monks of the early stage of foundation establishment rushed to fight with the demon sect.

Tang Ning faced a tall and burly man, dressed in the costumes of the Youmei Sect. The two were hundreds of meters away from the crowd.

He knew the man opposite him. His name was Xiang Jingxing. When he was searching for the relics left by An Bohuai at the bottom of Changliu Lake, Tangning had followed him for a long way. In the late stage of foundation establishment, they are still in this battle.

He knew Xiang Jingxing, but Xiang Jingxing didn't know him. He flipped his left hand, and two golden human-shaped puppets appeared beside him. The eyeballs look weird.

In addition, with a wave of his hand, two corpse puppets whose whole bodies were black as ink appeared.

Xiang Jingxing was originally a disciple of the Corpse Puppet Sect. Later, the Corpse Puppet Sect was annexed by the Ghost Sect, so he joined the Ghost Sect. Tang Ning was not surprised that he had several corpse puppets hidden on his body.

The distance between the two was tens of feet away. After the two corpse puppets and the puppet appeared, Xiang Jingxing flipped his hands again and pulled out a golden stick, which rose in the wind and turned into a size of thirty feet. He hit Tang Ning in the air. Come.

At the same time, the two corpse puppets and humanoid puppets also surrounded him from the left and right sides.

Not only that, Xiang Jingxing also pulled out a red iron scroll to protect his body. This attack was done with all his strength, under the full armor, the momentum was impressive.

These two humanoid puppets and the jet-black corpse puppets both had the strength of a foundation-builder cultivator. Tangning also felt a little bit tricky when they rushed forward.

He retreated violently, flipped his hands, and the purple-gold spear rose in the wind, facing the golden stick.

Under the impact of the two phases, the golden stick trembled slightly, and the light shrank suddenly. At this time, the two humanoid puppets and the black corpse puppets had already attacked.

The two burly figures opened their mouths, and two huge beams of golden light shot out, and the puppet also sprayed out ink-colored flames, and it hit the eyes in the blink of an eye.

Tangning flipped her hands over, and the golden bowl swelled in the wind, protecting her in front of her.

Two pillars of golden light over ten feet long and two dark green flames over ten feet hit the golden bowl, and the golden bowl's light shrank suddenly and shook endlessly.

The burly human figure flashed, and when it reached Tangning's figure, he struck out with his fist and palm, and the golden bowl made a loud bang, and the two corpse puppets shot up into the sky with dark green fireworks all over their bodies.

The golden bowl's light became weaker, and it was already crumbling. Tangning slapped the spirit animal bag, and a white shadow flashed out. The little white snake's body swelled against the wind. Without his order, its figure flashed, and it reached the side of the puppet, flicking its tail. The two puppets flew upside down immediately.

Tang Ning formed a seal with both hands, and the sky and the earth went dark in vain. A circle of light several tens of feet in size appeared in front of him. Within the circle of light, five colors flowed. The dark green flames of the corpse puppet soaring into the sky hit the circle of light, and were gradually dissolved by it, gradually merging with the circle of light.

The stronger the dark green flame of the corpse puppet, the faster the circle of light circulates, and the other four colors of the five-color light are engulfed by the red light.

Gradually, the dark green fireworks on the corpse puppets were absorbed by the light circle, and the slower the speed of the light circle, it gradually stopped. With a push with both palms, the dark green fireworks in the light circle shot towards the two corpse puppets, submerging them.

On the other side, the two humanoid puppets were no match for the little white snake at all. There was a loud rumbling sound, and the puppets were hit by the vicious little white snake for more than ten feet and fell to the ground, stirring up dust all over the sky.

The two puppets got up one by one, sprayed a huge beam of light from their mouths, hit the little white snake, and heard the sound of metal and stone colliding. Without any power to fight back, a huge pit was smashed into the ground.

Xiang Jingxing was horrified when he saw that the two puppets and corpse puppets he had painstakingly crafted were dealt with in the blink of an eye.

The two corpse puppets had been swallowed by the dark green flames, and they were struggling, while the two burly human figures had no ability to fight back under the blow of the white snake, and it was only a matter of time before they were defeated.

Under the attack of the purple-gold spear, the golden stick in mid-air became dimmer and crumbling.

Tangning flipped her hands over, took out a black flag, and pointed at it, the black flag soared against the wind.

Billowing black mist gushed out of it and headed towards Xiang Jingxing. In the blink of an eye, an area with a radius of tens of feet was covered by black mist.

In the black mist, countless tall armors formed, hacking around Xiang Jingxing.

Xiang Jingxing's bodyguard's crimson iron coils blazed with light, and the surrounding armors were swept away by the light and disappeared one after another.

Tang Ning pointed at the banner, a burst of spiritual power shot into the banner, and more than a dozen struggling ghost heads emerged from the black banner, rushing towards Xiang Jingxing.

A few feet away, more than a dozen ghost heads sprayed black blood at the red iron scroll.

As soon as the crimson iron coil was stained with this black, the light shrank immediately and shook violently.

More than a dozen ghost heads swarmed up, gnawing on the spiritual power of the iron scroll.

Seeing this, Xiang Jingxing made a formula in his hand, and sprayed out a mouthful of blood on the iron scroll.

The iron scroll unfolded slowly, and a girl in white floated out of it, with a long sword on her back and a jade hairpin inserted obliquely.

It is the sword soul sealed in the iron scroll.

The girl drew her long sword out of its sheath and pointed it at Tangning.

In an instant, powerful sword intent instantly permeated the surrounding world, and countless snow-like sword lights struck him.

Under the attack of the sword light, more than ten ghost heads collapsed one after another.

The surrounding black mist was swept away by the sword light, and immediately dissipated, and the sword light hit the black banner.

The two colors of light intertwined, the black banner gradually lost, and the light became weaker. Tangning knew the power of the sword soul, and with one move, the purple gold spear shot back. At that time, the golden stick was already on the verge of falling, and the light almost disappeared. .

The purple-gold spear blazed brightly, facing the sky filled with sword light.

The purple light and the sword light held each other, and the two did not hold each other for a long time, the sword light became weaker, shook one after another, and finally disappeared.

The purple-gold spear pierced Xiang Jingxing straight, and hit the iron scroll. With a "bang", the iron scroll shook slightly, and the light was greatly reduced.

(End of this chapter)