Apprentice the four-eyed Taoist master

Chapter 987

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Under the protection of the Black God Sword Wing, Eastern Emperor Bingyun’s expression was astonished.

The defensive power of this black wing was beyond its expectations, and it could even block the sound of the Eastern Emperor Bell.

It should be known that this is a treasure made according to the chaos clock, one of the three treasures of the sky.

Even if it is just a simplified version of the simplified version, Wei Neng cannot be underestimated.

Not only her, but even the Demon Saint Chongming was a little unbelievable.

Obviously own Donghuang Bell, stronger than this black sword wing, why can’t it break its blockade?

With his wings spread, Xu Junming smiled as he looked at him in disbelief.

No matter how good the baby is, it depends on who will use it.

The Black God Sword Wing was practiced by him personally. As long as the Magic power is enough, it can exert its 100% power.

Donghuang Bell is in the hands of the Chongming Demon Sage, and it is not bad that it can exert 70% of its power.

After all, it is not a natal spirit treasure, it is not easy to master it thoroughly.

And the gap between Restrictions is far less than imagined.

“It’s me.”

Xu Junming said calmly.

Squeeze his right hand into a sword finger, place it on his chest, and drink in his mouth.

“Pantuo Excalibur!”

‘Hum’, two sword wings soared into the sky, and the bright Sword Ray looked like the sun and the moon and was extremely dazzling.

“cut.”

Sword fingers stretched forward.

Sword wings on both sides slashed down with them.

The mighty Sword Ray, like a river overflowing, overwhelmed the sky, flooding towards the Chongming Demon Sage like lightning.

The “Pan Tuo God Sword” is one of Xu Junming’s Martial Dao god-tier masters, and it is cut down with the help of sword wings.

Power is earth-shattering.

The Chongming Demon Saint had a solemn expression, and the tyranny of these two swords exceeded his imagination.

Not daring to neglect, after taking a deep breath, the magic power flooded into the East Emperor Bell.

The big blue-black clock swelled suddenly.

‘clang…! ’

The violent sound of gold and iron cried, shaking the void for hundreds of thousands of miles.

Sword Ray flew away, like a firework exploding, beautiful and splendid against the backdrop of the endless void.

Xu Junming watched intently.

The Donghuang Bell is indeed worthy of being a chaotic spirit treasure based on the chaotic bell, and its defense is too strong.

Combining the black divine sword wings with the magical powers of his life, he couldn’t break it.

Little did he know that he marveled at the defense of the Donghuang Bell, and the Demon Sage Zhongming shocked his tyranny even more.

That sword is not only sharp, but also contains power comparable to the top witch of the Witch Clan.

The current strike directly consumed 30% of his Magic power.

Looking far away, Xu Junming was still full of air.

“Impossible, how could you still have such magic power?!”

Smiled faintly.

Of course it is the magical power of Karma’s ‘appreciation of good’.

“It seems you have these skills.”

Zhongming Demon Saint looked ugly.

“You are indeed very strong, but if you think that this is all the deity’s ability, then you are very wrong.”

“Hey.”

Drink it all at once.

The Chongming Demon Saint, who is not staying in power, puts 90% of the Magic power in his body into the Eastern Emperor Bell.

“Be careful senior, the strongest part of Donghuangzhong is…!”

“boom…!”

The earth-shaking bell ringing suppressed the unfinished words.

At the same time, an extremely powerful sealing force spread rapidly, and everything it passed was instantly sealed.

The Chaos Clock is not as defensively as the Tai Chi diagram, and less deadly than the Pangu flag, but its strongest place is the seal.

Pangu opened up the world, and when the bell rang, all things in the world were frozen.

Although the Eastern Emperor Bell is less than one percent of the Chaos Bell, its sealing power is already extremely powerful.

Seeing the men and women who looked dull and fixed in the air, the demon saint ‘haha’ laughed loudly.

“No matter how tyrannical you are, in the end you still bow to my knees.”

The words still haven’t settled. Three sheets behind him, a big black hole grew out of nothing, expanding rapidly, and it turned into a hundred feet in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, a giant palm covered with red scales flew out of it.

The joy of defeating a powerful enemy made him subconsciously relax his vigilance.

But in the end, it was a year-round great demon, and the reaction speed was astonishing.

The Donghuang Bell quickly shrouded.

The red-scaled giant palm patted it slowly and quickly, and wrinkles appeared in the space wherever it passed.

“boom…!”

In the thunderous bang, the Demon Saint Chongming felt a boundless force like a mountain and a sea, rolling in.

With only 10% of the Magic power left, it is difficult for him to contend with such a huge power.

“Wow”, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The Donghuang Bell was like a giant ball, and it was shot flying in an instant.

Another big hole appeared, and a large hand covered with cyan scales stretched out with lightning, grabbed the East Queen’s Bell, and quickly retracted.

He was dizzy, the heavy bright demon saint with a heavy chest, and his soul was violent, he had already felt the powerful strength of the master behind from this giant palm.

That is definitely the breath that Hunyuan can only have.

In the form of a heavy bird, he flew away in a panic.

The big red scale hand swelled in an instant, and it was turned into a giant palm of ten thousand feet in a moment.

‘Boom’.

Grabbed by the giant palm, the Chongming Bird had no power to resist, and was directly shot severely wounded, and then dragged into the big black hole by the red scales big hand like a dog.

The next moment the hole disappeared, and the void was calm again.

The power of the seal disappeared, and Eastern Emperor Bingyun breathed, his face full of disbelief.

The Zhongming Demon Saint, the strong man in the demon court who was infinitely close to the Hunyuan, plus the body of the Eastern Emperor Bell, was easily defeated by a big red scale hand.

“The breath revealed by that big hand resembles the Witch Clan.”

Turned his head and looked to the side.

That Mai Daoist is still the same as it was at the beginning.

“Is it him? No, it’s impossible. He’s a Xuanmen Qiqir, definitely not a Witch Clan.”

“It seems that he doesn’t know that we are an enemy.”

Seeing Donghuang Bingyun’s scrutiny eyes, Xu Junming smiled indifferently.

“Thank you senior for your rescue.”

“Now the danger is over, you can go by yourself.”

Donghuang Bingyun hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and suddenly fell to his knees.

“Senior, Bingyun has nowhere to go. I hope you will accept me as a disciple for what I can accomplish.”

The fighting technique just now gave her a full insight into the opponent’s strength.

Although he is Da Luo Celestial Immortals, his strength is far worse than the opponent. Being an own Master is completely qualified.

Moreover, she could feel that the other party was kind to herself.

Instead of rescuing her out of use, like the demon saint re-enlightening at the beginning, she was saved.

Therefore, when there is nowhere to go, worshipping at Xu Junming’s door is the best choice.

“You have excellent qualifications, and it is enough to worship under Sage. But I am a human race, and my enmity with your monster race is as deep as the sea. Although I have some ties with your father, saving your life is the limit. As for apprenticeship, it is still never mind.”

Eighteen Buzhou Mountain, which one has no hatred with Yaozu?

As the master of the Eighteen Tribes of Buzhou Mountain, how could he accept the Demon Race as a disciple at this time?

Donghuang Bingyun shook his whole body, and when he was about to say something, he found that Xu Junming had been lost in the same place.

A little disappointed to stand up and clear up his mood.

He glanced at the moving talisman in his hand, and put it away solemnly.

Now, Chongming Demon Saint is dead, and the life-and-death crisis has been eliminated, she is not in a hurry to run for her life.

Keep this baby and reuse it in the future.

Skip the Donghuang Bingyun and fly towards the prehistoric without mentioning it.

Xu Junming urged Escape, and after bypassing the giant star, he continued to fly towards the depths of the starry sky.

He didn’t move the remnants of the monster clan among the giant stars.

He was not interested in pure killing.

Playing with the blue-black little clock in his hand.

With his current vision, the Donghuang Zhong is really not doing very well.

There are four Hunyuan Restrictions, purely because Chaos Spirit Gold is too superior.

It is much easier to write a thousand words on a piece of A2 paper than on A4 paper.

Although Xu Junming’s current level, it is difficult to refine Lingbao similar to the material grade.

But if it is the Eastern Emperor Bell, he is confident that he can make five Restrictions.

If the level of own refiner can go further, it is enough to refine six Restrictions, and even the seventh Restrictions.

However, he was even more curious than getting a Hunyuan Lingbao to see the mystery of the Chaos Clock.

After all, the chaotic clock in the Earth Immortals Jiekong Sangshan is still waiting for it to be subdued.

If you know more about it, you will be more confident.

However, Zhongming Demon Saint disappointed him.

The Swire Demonic Beasts, although somewhat similar to Phoenix, is not of the genus Phoenix.

It is the blood of the Chaos God and Demon.

The blood density of Zhongming Demon Saint is extremely good, but unfortunately it does not meet Xu Junming’s requirements.

He wants to use the Blood Essence of Pangu blood to sacrifice and practice the Dutianjin flags, and continue to improve and strengthen the ‘Dutianjin’s Great Formation’.

Although the gods and devil flags practiced by the Chaos Gods and Devils are also very strong, he does not have so many Blood Essences to support.

Greed more than chew.

After receiving the twelve drops of Blood Essence from the Chongming Demon Saint, the body will be transformed into the Qi of Blood Essence, and the gods and demons will be sacrificed in the future.

After he has advanced to Hunyuan, he will be able to use these twelve drops of Blood Essence to transform into the real Blood Essence of the Chaos Demon God.

Although it may not be used by itself, it can be used to exchange resources from others.

In the prehistoric world, many people like this kind of treasure.

Time passed year after year.

Thousands of years later, Xu Junming has penetrated into the starry sky.

The surroundings became more and more desolate.

And there has been a light Houtian Chaos Spiritual Qi.

Although it is far from the prehistoric starry sky crystal wall system, it is still far away.

But there is no cultivator anymore.

After leaving the one hundred and ninth teleportation altar on the nearby rocky planet, Xu Junming finally saw the own target.

From a distance, it looked like a huge flat rock floating in the void.

As the distance keeps getting closer, the rock gets bigger and bigger.

Gradually, a thick bloody atmosphere appeared around.

The outline became clearer, and a ferocious dragon head appeared in his eyes.

This dragon head is blue-black as a whole, with two forked antlers, like two thick giant trees, straight into the starry sky.

Eyes closed tightly, two slender dragon whiskers, like dead pythons, hanging quietly.

The huge and hideous mouth showed sharp teeth, as if choosing someone to eat at any time.

After the dragon’s head, it was not a slender dragon body, but a tortoise shell that was split on one side.

A sword mark with a width of tens of thousands of feet cut the tortoise shell from the middle to a thickness of hundreds of billions of feet.

He couldn’t see behind the tortoise shell because of his sight.

But a mass of tens of trillions, like an ocean of dirty blood, floats under the giant tortoise’s belly.

The strength of this blood is more than the sum of hundreds of billions of liches collected by Xu Junming over the past 30,000 years in Buzhou Mountain and its surrounding areas.

Even before and after this strange giant tortoise, there are four huge blood mouths, and blood is flowing again.