Taishang asks longevity

Chapter 560 The Power of the Magical Artifact
"The statue of Doumu Yuanjun?"

The yin and yang old man narrowed his brows and eyes slightly, shocked in his heart.

The "Doumu Yuanjun Statue" is Zhang Daoling Zhang Tianshi's magic weapon, which is extremely powerful, and the power contained in it is unimaginable to outsiders.

Among the Taoist sects, when it comes to the power of magic weapons, Zhang Daoling and Zhang Tianshi must be Zhang Daoling. After all, as the No. 1 sect of Taoism, if there is no powerful killer weapon, how can it be possible to gain a firm foothold in the era when gods are born in large numbers?

Wu Fusui was careless for a while, and was injured by the "Doumu Yuanjun Statue" Tianwei, and he was very angry. After adjusting his breath for a while, he finally regained his senses.

Several Sanxians displayed their magical powers, and their power surged up. Suddenly, seven-colored divine lights flew across the sky again.

Only a few figures were seen, all changing, like a hazy mist, full of colorful light, rushing towards Li Changsheng.

"roll……"

Li Changsheng roared angrily.

At this moment, the "Statue of Doumu Yuanjun" shot out with a golden light, the starry sky burst open, and the sky filled with dust and smoke.

Unlimited power spread out, and a careless immortal was instantly sucked in. Before he could react, the whole body was ignited with raging fire.

Flames billowed up all over the sky, and the Sanxian let out a heart-piercing scream, trying to break free, but was enveloped by the raging fire.

The rest of the Loose Immortals gasped, and rushed to save them.

But this flame is emitted from the "Statue of Doumu Yuanjun". It is very powerful and has the power to burn the sky. Not to mention the mortal body, even the soul will be burned by this flame.

Several Sanxian wanted to save people, but they couldn't get close.

The Sanxian, who was engulfed by the raging flames, rolled repeatedly in the sky, then lost all his strength, and fell to the ground with a "bang", completely motionless.

Seeing this, the Sanxian present were all shocked.

The golden "Statue of Doumu Yuanjun" floated above Li Changsheng's head, floating down with supreme power, enveloping him in it.

All the scattered immortals were suddenly terrified, and they didn't dare to step forward rashly, giving Li Changsheng half a breather.

"Come on...don't you want to kill me?"

Li Changsheng roared angrily, his red eyes were red, and he seemed extremely manic.

After Wu Fu had finished adjusting his breath, he was so angry that he shouted loudly and shot again.

Limang flashed out like a rain of thousands of lights, and the surrounding space was distorted, as if it was about to be pierced by this powerful force.

There are tens of thousands of fierce divine lights, with cold killing intent.

At this moment, Li Changsheng was full of fighting spirit, even though his body was overwhelmed and his vitality was seriously injured.

I saw him standing up from the "Statue of Doumu Yuanjun", bursting out with brilliant brilliance, billowing breath, rushing straight up, piercing the sky.

The majestic momentum flew up like a mountain, and suddenly shook towards Wu Fusui.

"Boom"

There was a loud noise on the ground, thousands of air waves were shaken, and the waves swept in all directions.

Wu Fusui's whole body shook, and he was instantly pushed back by this powerful force.

Even though Li Changsheng had the "Statue of Doumu Yuanjun" in his hand, his body seemed unable to bear the impact of such a powerful force, and he flew backwards for several feet, the blood in his body surged straight to his forehead.

A strand of blood spilled from the corner of Li Changsheng's mouth.The smell of blood filled his throat, and he swallowed it back abruptly.

"Come on... whoever refuses to accept, can go forward and give it a try?"

Li Changsheng suppressed the blood in his body and let out a loud roar.

Hearing this, the old man Yin-Yang gave a cold snort, and said in a trembling voice: "Li Changsheng... even if you have the 'Statue of Doumu Yuanjun' in your hand, you can only last another quarter of an hour at most...this magic weapon Although it is strong, it cannot save your life..."

A cold light flashed in Li Changsheng's eyes, he looked at the old man Yin-Yang, and said, "Don't you still have the 'True Spirit Map' in your hand? Sacrifice it...let me see, even if I die, I will die Willingly..."

After hearing this, the old man Yin Yang showed a ruthless look on his face, and said, "I think you are a Taoist master, so I don't want to kill you myself...now...you want to die by my hands...well, I will Perfect for you..."

As soon as the voice fell, the old man Yin Yang stood up with trembling steps.

The billowing stars seemed to bloom under his feet, and a vast sea of ​​stars appeared, emitting the brilliance of a bright moon.

The endless illusory power is like reversing time and space, imprisoning the world.In the blink of an eye, he lightly lifted his palm, and a huge scroll soared out of his palm, shining brightly and shining brightly.

In the sky, the huge scroll slowly unfolded, and the portraits of the Taoist gods all appeared on the scroll.

All the people present widened their eyes and felt their hearts tremble slightly, as if they were all attracted by this scroll.

Map of true spirits.

Maoshan lineage, the most powerful magic weapon.

According to legend, it originated from the hands of Tao Hongjing, and it can exert supreme power and carry a ray of divine light among the immortals.

On this scroll, there are many immortals in Taoism, all the powers are gathered in it, which is unparalleled and shocking.

This magic weapon is so powerful that even Li Changsheng has never seen it with his own eyes.

Now, the magic weapon was sacrificed, shining with dazzling brilliance, as if it completely covered the brilliance of heaven and earth.

Li Changsheng's face showed a dignified look, and his eyes were fixed on the "True Spirit Map" in the sky.

On the face of the yin-yang old man, there was a look of arrogance, and he smiled coldly, and said, "Li Changsheng...how about it? My magic weapon...may block your 'Dumu Yuanjun Statue'?"

The power of the "True Spirit Map" is unrivaled, and it is naturally able to counter the power of the "Statue of Doumu Yuanjun". As long as two powerful magic tools can hold each other for half an hour, the scattered immortals everywhere will be able to fight against each other. He could rush up and instantly tear the exhausted Li Changsheng into pieces.

At this moment, all the Sanxians present had cold smiles on their faces. Everyone was like a wolf or a tiger. They only waited for the power of the magic weapon to be displayed, and took the opportunity to rush forward. Kill Li Changsheng completely.

The murderous intent spread all over the sky, like the mist floating in the mountains and forests, fleeting for thousands of miles.

In the deep mountain, there came the roar of Yin soldiers all day long, shouting to kill and shaking the sky, the momentum was like a broken bamboo, irresistible.

The sky seemed to be completely gloomy at this moment, and the whole land was covered with a breath of death.

In an instant, the "True Spirit Status Map" swirled towards him, bursting out with a dazzling light. In the confusion, it seemed that the scene of immortals appeared in the sky.

Unparalleled fear shrouded Li Changsheng's heart, and his spine felt chills.

(End of this chapter)