Chapter 472: Artistic Conception Sword Formation, Demon Flame Fetal Decision!
"This is the artistic conception sword array, no wonder, the awe-inspiring sword intent emanating from this is really terrifying. ”
"What is the origin of the Mo Pavilion, first the Heavenly Dao Supreme Treasure was born, then the cultivation position, the super strong Sect Protector Great Array, and now there is an artistic conception sword array?"
"It's terrifying, as long as this ink pavilion is given enough time, its future achievements will not be under the four super sects!"
Everyone's eyes twinkled.
Gradually, their expressions began to burn, they began to be greedy, and the jealousy in their hearts made these people's eyes almost red!
Facing the greedy gaze of these people.
Liu Bai was not afraid at all, and even his eyes were as cold and bloodthirsty as the illusion of the 'Extreme Dao Tianluo'.
Shura Dao, specializing in killing and blood.
Tianluo is the most powerful creature in the Shura Dao, and the Extreme Dao Tianluo is the best among them, and this powerful sword technique is even in the fairy realm sword technique. It can also be ranked in the top five.
Although this technique is terrifyingly powerful, it has a very strict requirement that cultivators can only specialize in swordsmanship, which conflicts with Ye Mo's cultivation path, so he does not practice Shura swordsmanship. Instead, it was taught to Liu Bai.
"Ladies and gentlemen, this ink pavilion is too mysterious, anyway, we have completely offended them today, if we can't eradicate them, they won't have our good fruit to eat when they grow up!"
An old man with a hooked nose said coldly, "Besides. The treasures and exercises on the surface alone are enough to be shocking, and there may be a lot of treasures inside, I suspect that Mo Ge has obtained some cultivation inheritance alone!"
Cultivation inheritance?
As soon as these words came out, the rest of the people became even more short of breath.
"Today, we will completely erase this ink pavilion, cut the grass and eradicate the root to prevent future troubles, and the harvest of our waiting will definitely be not small, no matter who obtains the Great Array of Protectors and the Artistic Conception Sword Array, they will be taken out and shared with every Yuanying Realm monk present. ”
"What do you think?"
The hook-nosed old man spoke aloud.
"Well, I love to hear this, no matter who gets it, it is inseparable from the efforts of all of us, and it is not in vain for us to come in vain. ”
"Yes, I agree. ”
"I agree. ”
"And my ......"
All the surrounding Yuan Infant Realms nodded one after another.
"Very good, I'm afraid those god realm old monsters are coming, I'd better act quickly. ”
The hook-nosed old man egged.
At this moment, the rest of the monks also stopped inking and swept forward.
Thundered!
The violent aura in the air almost covered the entire ink pavilion.
More than thirty Yuanying Realm powerhouses attacked and killed at the same time, and this power can be described as earth-shattering.
"Old White ......"
Huo Qing, Zhao Lan and the others were full of anxiety.
Liu Bai shook his head at them with a smile, and laughed loudly: "What is there to be afraid of? ”
And this time.
Airplanes!
A burst of arrogant and domineering fist intent suddenly rose from the Ink Pavilion station.
The aura of heaven and earth was surging, and it was obvious that another Yuan Infant Realm powerhouse had broken through, and his breath was extremely domineering.
Boom!
A hillside shattered, and in the dust, a figure rose from the ground, and the previous hillside was shattered by this man's foot.
"Hahaha, Liu Bai, such an interesting thing naturally calls me along, today you and I will compare to see who kills more. ”
"Okay?"
This voice is arrogant and domineering, but it is full of incomparable confidence.
Ye Zong suddenly fixed his body, he also broke through the Yuan Infant Realm, and his whole body was full of qi and blood, and even some of it was exuding, turning into a layer of blood around him.
"Liu Bai, the 'Demon Flame Fetal Duel' that the Pavilion Master taught me has been cultivated. Although it is not as terrifying as your Extreme Dao Tianluo, I rely on the Demon Flame Fetus to fight and become stronger and stronger, how about it, dare to come to compare?"
Ye Zong laughed heroically.
"Why don't you dare?
Liu Bai smiled and nodded, and then quietly transmitted the message to Ye Zong through the secret technique: "But you must also pay attention to proportion, and protect the Mo Pavilion and the Pavilion Master's retreat." ”
"Good. ”
Ye Zong nodded.
Then he turned his head and looked at the thirty or so Yuan Infant Realm in front of him, and licked his tongue for the war.
Rumble!
The blood on Ye Zong's body instantly swelled and turned into a dark red, burning around his body like a demonic flame.
The Demon Flame is decisive, consuming one's own qi and blood to turn into a demon flame to enhance its super combat effectiveness, but the qi and blood consumed by the cultivator will also absorb and devour the qi and blood of others through the way of fighting.
Fight to feed war, to kill to kill.
Known as the strongest combat method of the Demon Sect, dozens of sects in the fairy world fought against the Demon Sect that year, and a demon lord cultivated this Demon Flame Fetus fought for three months without sleep, and the more he fought, the stronger he became, and there were more than a dozen high-level powerhouses who were consumed by him.
"Kill!"
Ye Zong roared abruptly and took the lead in rushing forward.
That's right.
He's alone. Rushing towards the more than thirty Yuan Infant Realm in front of him, his momentum was even more ferocious.
"Hmph! No matter how strong a physical cultivator is, can he still defy the sky?"
"It is said that the physical cultivation defense is strong, I want to see if his physical body is strong or my magic weapon is strong!"
The two monks in front of him sneered and attacked.
One person pinches the mantra with both hands. The clouds and mist rolled into dozens of void white lines in an instant, entwining and binding Ye Zong like spider silk, and the other person sneered and pinched the sword technique, and the sharp natal flying sword attacked and killed.
A spell primordial infant, a primordial infant sword cultivator.
Join forces to kill!
"Well done. ”
Ye Zong was not surprised. The dozens of spider silks tied his hands and feet like rice dumplings, and when the flying sword attacked, he didn't dodge, just stood in place and prepared to resist.
"Extremely ignorant, I thought you were a good character......
Yuan Ying Jian Xiu sneered.
But he wasn't done yet. I could hear the crisp sound of "click" coming from the road.
The next moment.
"Poof!"
Yuan Ying Jian Xiu opened his mouth and spurted blood, and his breath instantly withered.
His natal flying sword was directly pulled out by Ye Zong's hands and pinched into scrap iron, and as for those spider silks, they had already been burned into wisps of green smoke in front of the qi and blood demon flames.
"This can't be!!"
Both exclaimed at the same time.
Especially the Wizard Primordial Baby. Those spider silks are the strongest magic weapons of his sect, extremely tenacious, not afraid of water and fire and change, even if a Yuanying mid-level monk is tied up, he can't escape at all.
But now.
You can see clearly how your spider silk magic weapon is damaged.
"Garbage, just this little trick is also worthy of my ink pavilion presumptuousness. I think you're looking for death!"
Ye Zong sneered and spoke, and suddenly stepped out, and the air made a dull loud noise.
Boom!
Boom!
The two fist intents struck from the air, directly shocking the two Yuan Babies to the point of spitting blood.
Ye Zong lowered his head and rushed wildly, his killing intent awe-inspiring.
"Be careful!"
"Up. Kill this man!"
"It's so arrogant, isn't it because we don't exist!"
Seven or eight Yuanying Realm monks surrounded him.
"Get out of here!"
Ye Zong roared and roared, the muscles all over his body bulged like a dragon, and the demonic flames exuded extreme arrogance and domineering.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
He was stubborn and rushed out in the siege of seven or eight Yuan Infant Realms. Not only were they not injured, but several strong people didn't have time to dodge, and they were directly hit and vomited blood.
"It's you who said that physical cultivation can't go against the sky, right? Lao Tzu will show you today!"
Ye Zongluo rushed over with a cruel smile, and directly twisted the neck of the Yuan Infant Sword Cultivator, and the other party's natal Yuan Infant wanted to escape. But it was directly devoured by the demonic flame and transformed into thick qi and blood.
"And you!"
Ye Zong turned his head and slapped his back with a slap, and the previous spell primordial infant was just about to escape, but he was slapped to the ground, and the natal primordial infant was devoured again.
After swallowing two Yuan Babies in a row, Ye Zong's majesty exuded from his body became more and more vigorous.
"Liu Bai, I've killed two people, you have to hurry. ”
Ye Zong laughed out loud, then stared at the tiger and rushed forward.
Behind him.
Liu Bai heard this, but he was not in a hurry at all. Instead, he closed his eyes.
When he opened his eyes again, the Extreme Dao Tianluo Fantasy who was on top of the ten thousand swords in front of him opened his eyes at the same time.
Rumble!
Blood surges.
What kind of eyes are these, bloodthirsty and merciless, cold and bone-eater. It's like a frosty wind blowing from the Arctic land.
"Tianluo, Qingtian!"
Liu Bai spat out a mysterious sound.
Words landed.
Ten thousand swords trembled, and Extreme Dao Tianluo slapped his palms forward, and more than a dozen violent tornadoes, carrying countless sword intents, roared forward.
Even these dozen violent tornadoes. It also contains formations, and the sword intent between them is superimposed together, destroying the world and destroying the earth.
Poof!
Poof!
Poof!
The five Yuan Infant Realm, who had cultivated to a slightly weaker level, were directly strangled by the tornado, and they didn't even have a chance to escape. Directly strangled to death.
"Damn, there are so many of us, how could we be stopped by the two of them!"
The remaining Yuanying Realm monks were annoyed and angry.
But on the surface, they were ashamed and angry, but in their hearts, they were extremely frightened, and the strength displayed by Liu Bai and Ye Zong was completely beyond their imagination.
"Those who offend my ink pavilion will not die! I have already reminded you of this sentence before, but you yourself do not listen. ”
Liu Bai's cold voice sounded.
A finger was pointed at the center of the eyebrows, but the position of the center of the eyebrows of the Extreme Dao Tianluo was opened, and the erected Heavenly Eye Rin shot out a vast sword intent, and where it passed, it was unstoppable.
"Poof!"
"Poof!"
With this blow, three more Yuanying Realm powerhouses fell and died.
But the killing continues.
That's right, that's killing.
Two disciples of the Ink Pavilion. Kill thirty Yuan Infant Realm powerhouses.
Ye Zong burst out of the rolling demonic flames all over his body, and the more he killed, the stronger he became, the more intense the demonic flames on his body became.
As for Liu Bai, he is even more terrifying, controlling the Extreme Dao Tianluo to carry out group attacks, as long as he is strangled by it. Either death or injury, the lethality is particularly staggering.
The rich smell of blood fills the sky.
Those Jindan Realm masters stood in place in a daze, all of them were uncontrollably trembling figures, and the terror in the depths of their souls swept up, making them feel cold all over their bodies, and they were like cicadas.
"This, how can these two be so strong?"
Someone swallowed his throat with difficulty and opened his mouth in horror.
No one answered this question.
Because that's also the answer that the rest of the people want to know.
Even the people of the Ink Pavilion were dumbfounded, and then their faces turned ecstatic, after all, the more terrifying Liu Bai and Ye Zong's achievements were, the more proud they were to be disciples of the Ink Pavilion!