Daojun: Start with the top-grade golden elixir

Chapter 310 Seven Kills of Chilian
In the vast universe, the vast galaxy, the existence and movement of every celestial body follows and affects some mysterious laws.

What would happen if a star was cut in half, and what changes would occur?Many people may not be able to imagine it, but it is happening here at this moment.

The sea of ​​​​blood parted, Xu Zhuang held up the golden sun with one hand and walked out, standing in the void. A fairy sword slowly rotated in the misty Qingyun, and the soul-stirring cold light flowed on it.

This sword is just hanging in Qingyun, but Xu Zhuang has the extremely pure Taisu Sword Qi all over his body, which is traveling around without quality, changing its shape unpredictably, endlessly, and endlessly arising and dying. If it weren't for the Taisu Pixu Sword, how could it exist? things.

During Xu Zhuang's trip, it was almost foreseeable that he would have a fierce conflict with the masters of the Styx Sect. He was just a second spirit. No matter how confident he was, how could he shoulder such a heavy responsibility?

However, now that Taisu Zhengzong is still in the sect, he is indeed the only one who can free his hands and feet, so he went to the headmaster Yun Gong and his party and asked for the Taixu Pixu Sword to help.

Although Xu Zhuang didn't know Pan Ying's background, after fighting him for a few rounds, he already knew in his heart that this person had survived a disaster and his foundation in Taoism was excellent. Although he was not afraid of his methods, But when it comes to fighting, the outcome is not clear.

It is enough for a second soul to be proud of being able to fight against people like Pan Ying. However, his trip was to show the wrath of thunder and to boost his majesty, but there was no room for error. Therefore, Xu Zhuang did not hesitate at all and immediately used it. This supreme magic sword.

The Taisu Pixu Sword was personally forged by True Lord Yushou. It protects the Taoist Master and is the ultimate killing treasure of the Taisu Zongzong. It is said to cut stars and split the moon, and open up the power of chaos. Is this an empty talk?
One sword opens up the sea of ​​​​blood, divides the stars, and displays magical powers!
Xu Zhuang's eyebrows were slightly lowered, and he glanced down lightly. With a slash of Taisu's Pixu Sword, Taiming transformed into a sea of ​​blood and Xiaochiyuan's womb was not only split in half in an instant, but a large number of shapes turned into chaos, and it seemed as if they were completely chopped off. The vitality is destroyed, especially when Tai Ming transforms into a sea of ​​blood.

Although the two seas of blood were separated by more than ten thousand miles, compared with their vastness, they did not seem to be a serious damage. However, the reality is that the two seas of blood have not been closed for a long time, and they can't help but shake in chaos, revealing a mouth-sized hole. The whirlpool of inequality gradually intensifies...

Every moment, a huge whirlpool is born, and a large amount of red water floats, escapes, and turns into blood beads of different sizes, floating aimlessly in all directions.

This fierce sea of ​​blood seems to have lost its control, and has fallen into the influence of the force field changes in the universe, or the surrounding galaxies.

However, Xu Zhuang didn't think that Pan Ying would die easily under this chop. His eyes were like cold lightning, sweeping through the sea of ​​blood and landing in one place instantly.

He didn't see any movement, but the golden sun in his hand shook. The fire-like divine light shot out like a pillar and swept away. Before it fell into the sea of ​​​​blood, the sea suddenly exploded, and heavy blood shadows roared out in all directions. Run away.

Obviously, Pan Ying did not die under the sword, but he was already seriously injured. When he discovered his whereabouts, he didn't even have the slightest intention of resisting, so he ran away in an instant.

There are probably tens of thousands of these blood shadows, they are as fast as meteors, their energy levels are similar, and their escape speeds are even more like that. They are escaping in all directions. It is really impossible to figure out which one is the real body, let alone with the Pan Ying's Taoist practice may lead to numerous distractions, or he may change positions at will, which is not difficult.

"Nothing can stop him from escaping." Xu Zhuang's eyes flashed, he picked up the magic formula, pointed upwards, and immediately used the Forbidden Heaven Lock and Earth Lock.

At the current state of Xu Zhuang, the magical power that originated from the innate Tai Su Yi Qi Da Jing is already very difficult to use, because the people he fights are often not people with higher cultivation than himself, nor are they very accomplished in Taoism. People who want to detain such people with only the power of confining heaven and earth are looking down on the world's masters.

However, it may be difficult to arrest an expert in Taoism, but it is just right to deal with such myriads of Taoism. What's more, Pan Ying was injured by his sword, and even the sea of ​​​​blood transformed from Taiming was unable to be used. , and the ability to deal with the forbidden world is still unknown.

The Forbidden Heaven and Earth Lock was deployed, heading towards the heavy blood shadow cage. Its roaring flight speed suddenly stagnated, like a turtle crawling. In a vast land like the universe, which is thousands of miles away, it is almost impossible to stay still. the difference.

Xu Zhuang had no intention of holding back. He fixed the blood shadows, and the golden sun in his hand suddenly burst out with thousands of rays of brilliance, shooting towards each blood shadow. Sure enough, although these blood shadows had similar qi, they were all empty. The image of Xu Zhuang was shattered everywhere with a casual strike.

If this continues, it won't take a moment to force Pan Ying's true body out. Seeing that Pan Ying is no longer hiding, Xu Zhuang immediately sees that there are countless blood shadows struggling to break free of the forbidden heaven and earth.

It was obvious that this person knew very well the principles of fleeing in all directions and dividing his troops with deception, and he had not given up using tricks until now, but Xu Zhuang was not in a hurry either.

Ten thousand rays of light wiped out the floating blood shadow, and the scattered power of the forbidden sky and earth was restrained, and it was detained towards the first blood shadow, holding it firmly in place. The power of the fire-moving divine light merged, and went straight to the second one. The blood shadow shot away, and the Qingyun above shook with a rumble. A thunderbolt flashed through the void, and instantly struck the third blood shadow...

Several methods were used one by one, and several blood shadows were instantly enveloped in the offensive. Pan Ying finally couldn't hold it anymore, and flew out of the treasure mirror from the blood shadow, blocking the fire divine light.

His magic weapon was really mysterious. When the divine light of fire struck the mirror, it was as if the old curtain had reappeared and was deflected directly. However, Xu Zhuang had already reacted and flicked his finger at him from a distance.

"Om-!"

Above Xu Zhuang Qingyun, Tai Su's Pixu Sword shook slightly. A wisp of sword energy combined with Xu Zhuang's magic power, and instantly turned into a sharp sword light. It shot out from his fingertips, instantly traveled through the void, and slashed at On top of the precious mirror.

This treasured mirror, which had withstood the divine light of fire without any damage, instantly made a clicking sound, which was like the sound of the mirror shattering, and also the sound of the spiritual beings in it wailing. It was shaken in the air, and the treasured light had dimmed sharply. Seeing Xu Zhuang bending his fingers and flicking it again , actually ran away instantly and disappeared without a trace.

Without the protection of the precious mirror, Pan Ying was finally completely exposed to Xu Zhuang's offensive. A sword light struck down, cutting through the blood shadow, and instantly wiped it out invisible.

Pan Ying, a generation of demons from Taiyi Palace, a new pillar of the Styx Sect, and the real Yuanshen who had survived the wind disaster, seemed to have fallen under Xu Zhuang's sword, but he frowned slightly.

Xu Zhuang's intuition told him that his sword hit really well, but I'm afraid it wasn't Pan Ying.

It wasn't that Pan Ying had concealed the truth and the golden cicada escaped from its shell right under his nose, but that someone took the blow on his behalf and had no intention of retreating.

"This trip is indeed not going smoothly." Xu Zhuang slowly scanned the void. With his Yuan consciousness, he couldn't find the other party. He could only vaguely sense that someone was lurking beside him, and he couldn't help but squint his eyes.

There is no doubt that the person who came here is probably still above Pan Ying in terms of his moral conduct. He is either a top figure among the real people in one calamity, or... an expert who has survived two calamities!

Surviving two disasters, regardless of how advanced the Taoism is, it is necessary to know that if such a person goes one step further, he will have survived three disasters and achieved true success. What kind of concept is this?
Daoist Yuanshen no longer has any worries about his lifespan, only the dangers of the three disasters are hanging over him. Now that the three disasters have been overcome, it will be almost eternal life.

Although the immortality of Master Yangzhen still seems to be restricted by the Great Dao, as far as Xu Zhuang knows, such people can live for tens of thousands of years, and there are many tens of thousands and 10 years. They can almost be said to be standing tall in the world. In the long history.Even among the Taoist sects, such a figure has played an important role. If there is a real fight between generals, it is no different from a real declaration of war. Don't you see that the old Shangxuan preacher Qingkong caused a war, and it did not really cause a Yangzhen fight.

Therefore, Master Erjie Yuanshen is no longer an idle person in this world. Although Xu Zhuang had already expected that he might fight against Master Erjie on this trip before taking the Taisu Pixu Sword, but whether he has any chance of winning is still unclear. It can be known.

But unless he had no choice, Xu Zhuang did not want to choose the registration he had discussed with Master Daochen, so he breathed a sigh of relief and shouted: "Since you are already here, why hide your head and leave the tail behind? Come out."

"Haha." A chuckle came from the air, and he praised: "As expected of Master Daomiao, even if he is distracted, he is still extraordinary."

Xu Zhuang looked around and saw a Xueguan Taoist slowly walking towards him, with blood rippling under his feet. Pan Ying followed him, his face was pale and his eyes were filled with hatred.

Pan Ying did not die under the sword energy, but Xu Zhuang had no time to pay attention to it. Feeling the beating of Taisu Pixu Sword, his eyes immediately narrowed and he said in a solemn voice: "Dare you ask the real person for his name?"

"The poor Taoist Xueyang." Master Xueyang's voice was like warm jade, like rain and spring breeze. However, Xu Zhuang did not relax and said in a deep voice: "The elder of Guizong killed Taisu Zhenzhuan. Our sect sent disciples to chase him, but Guizong did not." They are blocking us at every turn, and even Master Pan Ying and Master Xueyang have come forward one after another. It seems that your sect must protect you."

"Master Daomiao is joking." Master Xueyang said calmly: "I, Ming He, am an authentic sect. Although I am new here, I am not a person who breaks the rules."

Xu Zhuang sneered and said, "There are so many people who have seen this. Could it be that it is a fiction and that I, Taisu Zhengzong, fabricated it?"

"Well, what my fellow Taoist said is not unreasonable. This matter is indeed very confusing." Unexpectedly, Master Xueyang nodded, and then said: "But I, the Styx Sect, cannot hand it over to you just because of a word." If you don’t want me to take the person back for interrogation first, if he really commits evil deeds, he will be dealt with accordingly."

Xu Zhuang narrowed his eyes. He thought that Master Xueyang could really clear up some fog, but he didn't expect that it was such a ridiculous statement.

If a person arrives at the Hades Gate, it is not up to him to decide how to deal with it. Although if there is discord between the three sects and the six sects, it is common to deal with it this way, but how can the two sides of the mysterious and demons be the same?

Even if the Styx Sect really punished the criminals, there is no need to talk about how to show prestige.

Xu Zhuang calmed down his expression and said calmly: "I am too simple to agree."

Master Xueyang frowned slightly. He expected that Xu Zhuang would not agree, but this answer was beyond his expectation.

He glanced at Qingyun on top of Xuzhuang and said in a cold tone: "The Taisu Pixu Sword is indeed extraordinary, but do you really think that you can fight with me with this sword?"

"You'll know once you try it." Xu Zhuang responded calmly, and suddenly flicked his fingertips, bursting out a sword light, but it was not pointed at Xue Yang, but killed him thousands of miles away and disappeared into the void.

"Oh?" Master Xueyang's eyes moved slightly, and he felt that a layout hidden in the void was cut open by Xu Zhuang's sword, and his expression finally straightened.

The improvement of Yuanshen Zhenren's ability to overcome disasters is by no means a simple cultivation level. Xu Zhuang relied on the Taisu Pixu Sword. He may have the killing power to rival Erjie Zhenren, but he is still far behind in other aspects. .

But he didn't expect that Xu Zhuang could actually borrow the Taisu Pixu Sword and sense his arrangement. Was it because the Taisu Pixu Sword was not only unparalleled in power, but also had a deeper mystery?Or is it because Xu Zhuang's Taoism has reached a certain level?
Of course, it might be both, or there might be other reasons, but at least it proves that Xu Zhuang is indeed not helpless in front of him.

Xueyang's thoughts turned to this point, but the corner of his lips curled up, and he smiled and praised: "Not bad, not bad."

"However, the magic weapon is not unique to real people." Master Xueyang was not yet eager to speak. Shi Shiran raised his sleeves, and Xu Zhuang realized that there was a long whip wrapped around his arm.

This whip is also red in color, and it moves like blood. It slowly flows into the palm of Master Xueyang. He smiled and said: "This whip 'Seven Kills Red Refining' is also a treasure for killing, although it is no better than a poor man." It has been refined, but it has been refined into its true form and survived the thunder tribulation."

"The real person thinks——"

"How does Qisha Chilian compare with Taisu Pixu Sword?" Before he finished speaking, Master Xueyang whipped his whip fiercely.

Snapped!There was a sound like a scream in the void. The Seven Kills Red Lian stretched like a dragon with murderous intent. Wherever the tail of the whip passed, countless spaces were born, destroyed, and reincarnated. The Seven Kills Red Lian seemed to draw the power to destroy everything from it. , seems to be making a somersault between the heaven and the earth, and suddenly sweeps in.

Xu Zhuang's expression changed, he picked up the sword technique almost without thinking, and shouted with a thunderous roar: "Duh!"

At the critical moment, he activated his Taoist skills to the extreme, and the majestic and vast magical power was transformed into Taisu sword energy in an instant.

Xu Zhuang felt as if he had broken through some shackles, and his compatibility with Taisu's Pixu Sword reached an astonishing level. The two swords almost merged into one, and they were indistinguishable from each other, brewing earth-shattering power. Immediately——

cut!
This sword is still silent.

But when this sword was slashed, there was an ultimate Taoist charm. It seemed that any divine channel technique or killing magic weapon could kill anyone with one sword!
It was too late to say, but it was fast. Between the lightning and flint, Taisu Pixu Sword and Qisha Chilian were already clashing together.

Taisu Pixu Sword, a fairy sword forged by True Lord Chunyang, has been refined by Taisu for generations, but it still has not been refined into its true form as a killing magic weapon.

Seven Kills Red Lian, the treasure of protecting the Dao of the True Spirit of the Second Tribulation, the treasure of killing and killing that can refine the true form and survive the thunder tribulation.

The confrontation between the two seemed to stop time. After an unknown period of time, an indescribable roar suddenly erupted in the void, sweeping thousands of miles away in an instant. The violent sword energy and blood marks flew away everywhere, killing countless people. The traces of brokenness are imprinted on the universe.

(End of this chapter)