Chapter 509: The Horror of the Demon Spirit Secret Technique
- For the first time in the history of the Long Rank of Conscience, someone has reached the top!
It was an epic moment, and those who were lucky enough to witness it were already enthusiastic!
"Master Fan...... Really caught up...... It's really ...... Hit the top!"
Zhongli's face flushed, and his whole body trembled with excitement.
Situ Zhan was even more complicated: "This is the long step of the ancestor to leave a long conscience, I didn't expect that when I was alive, I would really see the day when someone reached the top." β
Situ Mad's face was also full of shock.
But he suddenly changed his words and sighed: "However, he is not the only one who has reached this peak." β
Du Yuntao is also among them!
At this moment, listening to the cheers in the distance, looking at the boiling and excited crowd under his feet, Du Yuntao couldn't help laughing!
He looked at Fan Yu and smiled exaggeratedly and proudly: "Fan Yu, didn't you say that it is impossible for a person like me to succeed?"
"But now, too, I am standing on the top of the mountain! And I have a full thousand more points than you!"
He said proudly: "I, Du Yuntao, am the ultimate winner!"
Regarding these words, Fan Yu was noncommittal.
Fan Yu said: "So, you admit to taking away your own personal disciples, and you are silent?"
Du Yuntao sneered: "He is the stand-in I prepared for myself, not to mention him, even the entire Yanyu Building is just a stepping stone for me Du Yuntao." β
It wasn't until this moment that he finally stopped hiding it and calmly admitted his identity!
Fan Yu said: "Very good, aren't you afraid, I'll tell all this?"
As if he had heard some funny joke, Du Yuntao laughed loudly: "Do you think that after you say it, someone will really believe it?"
A cruel and fierce light suddenly appeared in his eyes.
"And you won't have a chance to speak! because dead people can't speak!"
On Du Yuntao's body, his momentum skyrocketed.
The purple giant scythe appeared out of thin air, slashing in half, and swept towards Fan Yu!
In the face of this fierce and fierce sword, which was enough to kill all the martial artists of the Spirit Light Realm, Fan Yu didn't even hide, just stood quietly in place.
A smile also appeared on his face.
It's just that this smile is also full of cruel hatred and undying murderous intent!
Fan Yu smiled and said: "Du Yuntao, don't be in such a hurry to die, killing you in such a place, others can't even see it, isn't it too boring?"
"And don't forget, on this last step, there's one last Demon Trial!"
"Our contest is not over yet!"
As soon as the last word "beam" was finished, a phantom figure standing up to the sky suddenly appeared on the golden throne behind the two.
Holding a giant sword, like an ancient god who opened the world, he slashed at the two of them!
The long step of conscience, at this moment, was completely cracked from the middle!
"It's ...... Ancestral Phantom!"
Situ Zhan trembled all over, and he was already kneeling on the ground!
Not only him, but at the moment when the phantom of the golden giant appeared, all the descendants of the Situ clan in the imperial city felt a coercion from the divine soul, a kind of closeness from the bloodline, and summoning.
The face of the golden phantom, although it is a little blurry, can also be vaguely seen, his eyebrows and facial features, and the lineage of the Situ royal family, there are many similarities!
The whole city of Yunshui City has been completely detonated!
Everyone has understood that this last tester is the caster of this long level of inquiry, the strongest emperor who has left a strong mark in the history of the Canghai Empire-
Six generations of ancestors, Situ has a heart!
Listening to the four sides of the palace, there was a sudden sound of plopping.
"Meet the Ancestor!"
Thousands of royal disciples, regardless of their martial arts cultivation, their status, their age, all knelt directly on the ground in the direction of the Questioning Elder Rank.
My whole body trembled, and I burst into tears.
And those warriors who came to watch the ceremony, although they did not have this kind of resonance from the blood.
But he still felt the pressure of the abyss, and it became difficult to breathe.
Situ asked...... It turned out to be the afterimage of Situ's conscience!"
"With such a terrifying coercion, can anyone really withstand it?"
"We are already on pins and needles at such a distance, how will the two of us standing on the high platform feel?"
They can't imagine it.
On the long steps of the heart of inquiry, there were only a dozen or so martial artists left, except for Situ Nanfeng who was not affected, the rest of them only felt a huge force, roaring down from the top of the mountain.
Immediately wrapped around them and landed in the square.
The trial is over.
This last test has turned into a contest between Fan Yu and Du Yuntao!
Yu Luoyu clasped her hands, looked at the magnificent scene in the sky, and said in a trembling voice: "Stinky boy, you must hold on......"
Her pretty face was crimson, and her breathing was short, as if she had been overwhelmed by the momentum of the golden phantom.
But at this moment, only Fan Yu and Du Yuntao, who were standing at the top, could feel what terrifying pressure the phantom left by Situ's conscience.
The wind is stirring, and the heavens and the earth are roaring!
Under the pressure of the abyss, Du Yuntao fell into an ice cave, and felt that time had become countless times slower.
It's just a sword, and the long level of conscience has already been shattered?
What kind of terrifying power is this, which can actually split this thousand-foot long step in two from the middle?
Du Yuntao's head buzzed, and he could barely think.
At the moment when the blade of the sword slammed down, he really felt a life-and-death crisis that he hadn't had for decades.
If it weren't for the fact that the sword was just for demonstration, it didn't really fall on him, but just slashed between the two.
Du Yuntao had no doubt that he was already a dead man now.
"Haven't I reached the top, and the trial is over! Why is there one last test!?"
Du Yuntao's expression was distorted, and his roar was poignant and hoarse.
"Situ asked, you old horseman, you have been dead for more than a thousand years, don't you stop!?"
As soon as these words came out, the golden light in the giant's eyes became even thicker, and there seemed to be a trace of strange emotional fluctuations on his indifferent face.
His pupils, which did not have the slightest temperature, suddenly burst out with a cold killing intent.
Greatsword, raised high.
If you say, the sword just now is for demonstration.
Then this sword is for killing!
The Giant Phantom said coldly, "Give me - kneel!"
The sound is like thunder!
The moment the thunderstorm sounded, the sword moved with the sound, fell like a mountain again, aimed at Du Yuntao's head, and slashed down.
Vaguely, Du Yuntao already understood that this shocking sword was the last test left by Situ Wenxin.
As long as you can resist his coercion and catch this sword, then you can be regarded as truly stepping on the top and can naturally become the first.
But does he dare to take it?
Before the blade fell, the power of the talisman seal wrapped around Du Yuntao's body suddenly shattered.
Every bit of flesh and blood on his body seemed to tremble and scream.
At this moment, Du Yuntao's state of mind had been completely destroyed by fear, and he didn't hesitate at all, and let out a desperate scream.
Suddenly turned around, and before the sword blade completely fell, he rushed down from the top of the mountain, choosing to admit defeat!
He didn't dare to take it!
As he ran, he roared, "Situ Qianxin, you old thing who never goes away!"
"I can't take your sword, but I don't believe that Fan Yu can catch it!"
Du Yuntao looked crazy, and while running, he looked back at the sky, his eyes distorted and cruel.
"Fan Yu, even if you don't get killed by this sword, after I get the first place, you will also die in my hands!"
In the blink of an eye, in a sigh and uproar, Du Yuntao had already left the Question Elder Stage.
On the top of the mountain, only Fan Yu was left, facing Situ Wenxin alone, who was like a god descending from heaven.
And Situ didn't pause in his heart.
After forcing Du Yuntao back with a sword, the golden light in his eyes flashed again, he turned around and raised his sword, and in the same way, he slashed Fan Yu from the sky!
"Give me, get on your knees!"
The same sword, the same words, the same test.
However, people are not the same people!
Compared with Du Yuntao, who was frightened, under the stormy sword aura, Fan Yu looked calm and immovable, like a tall green pine, standing at the end of the mountain under the attention of the whole city.
The coercion of the powerhouse who was infinitely close to the Mixed Yuan Realm, in front of Fan Yu, seemed to be just a breeze, and it was not worth mentioning at all.
There was even a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.
The edge of the sword is near.
The air is torn like cloth.
Fan Yu said lightly: "You dare, tell me to kneel?"
"If it weren't for the fact that I still have an alliance with your Situ clan, your conscience level has also helped me recover my former state of mindββ"
"Just with your words, after I achieve it, I can make the Canghai Empire disappear in a bumble of my hands!"
Fan Yu's eyes suddenly became like wind and lightning.
The sound is like thunder!
"So, now, you're kneeling for me!"
Boom with a loud bang -
Seeing that Situ Wenxin was holding a giant sword, he was about to split Fan Yu in half,
But suddenly, under the countless shocked gazes, his body shook, and he was forced to freeze in mid-air.
Then, his expression began to change, his back began to bend, and his massive body became unsteady on its feet.
It seems that as soon as Fan Yu gave the order, he really wanted to kneel!
At this moment, the phantom left by Situ Wenxin's face no longer had the indifference and majesty just now.
Looking at Fan Yu's eyes, they were full of pleading and fear.
seems to be begging Fan Yu to save a last trace of face for himself.
At the same time, in the golden giant sword, there was an extremely condensed sword intent, which suddenly separated out and landed in Fan Yu's palm.
And after Fan Yu took this sword intent, he retracted his momentum and nodded.
Then, with a wave of his sleeves, the huge phantom of Situ Wenxin, who was about to kneel, exploded directly and completely dissipated between heaven and earth!
On the top of the mountain, at the end of the stairs, Fan Yu stood tall and jade, immobile like a mountain.
And the previous giant phantom that stood up to the sky and the earth, as if it had never appeared, disappeared completely.
The world is clear, and the mountain breeze is long.
At this moment, everyone thought that their eyes were glazed.
"The phantom of the six generations of emperors turned out to be ...... And just disappeared?"
They couldn't figure out whether Fan Yu had successfully passed the final trial or had failed.
Or maybe something else has happened.
Du Yuntao didn't understand, Zhongli and the others didn't understand.
All the spectators and martial artists who participated in the competition did not understand.
Even the children of the Situ royal family, as well as the two Situ Zhan on the tower, were confused.
But Fan Yu quickly answered their doubts-
His expression was calm, he put away the small golden sword in his hand, and with a slight shake of his robe, he stepped on the throne at the end of the long staircase of conscience under the watchful eyes of everyone.
Sit down slowly.
In an instant, the entire mountain on which the Long Steps of Inquiry was resting trembled violently.
And that throne also burst out with dazzling golden light, completely enveloping Fan Yu.
From a distance, Fan Yu at the moment seems to be the real king, the real supreme of heaven and earth!
The answer has been revealed.
Halfway up the mountainside, looking at the god-like figure in the high place, Situ Nanfeng smiled bitterly.
In the bitterness, there is a deep awe and admiration.