Chapter 487: Fifty Thousand Swords

A huge elephant foot fell from the sky, the momentum is breathtaking, there is the power of the collapse of the heavens and the earth, it is just like the power of the heavens has come, and a huge fist on the ground is gorgeous, the two are about to collide violently, who wins and who loses is not easy to say, but the result of the collision is bound to be shocking. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Noisy and noisy, what kind of system." Just as the elephant's feet and the huge fist were about to collide, a middle-aged woman appeared in the middle.

She held a handful of dust in her hand, and after she appeared, she just shook it slightly, the elephant foot collapsed, the giant fist disappeared, and there was no trace left in the air.

Xiaochen was shocked in his heart, he knew very well how fierce the attack power of his previous blow was, if he changed to an ordinary fetus and became a monk, most of them would be able to follow, he could also see that Gou Yong's magical power should not be underestimated, and the person who came to dissolve the attack of the two of them so lightly, then her cultivation was much higher than herself.

This woman is one of the people in charge of Fengtian Pavilion, and she usually doesn't show it, but she appears here at this moment, and Xiaochen quickly knows the answer.

This woman's cultivation is very high, so high that she can already see the result of the battle between Xiaochen and Gou Yong, Xiaochen is confident, even if Gou Yong's magical powers are amazing, he will definitely not be able to compete with himself. It is impossible for Xiaochen to shout before that the woman did not hear it, but chose to ignore it, and suddenly jumped out after the two of them started, clearly seeing that Gou Yong was invincible.

Xiaochen sneered in his heart, but he couldn't say anything, today's result is not bad, if he really kills Gou Yong here, then it will be a big trouble, and he still has something to do in the Divine City.

"Let's go." The woman looked at Xiaochen and didn't say anything, she didn't intend to embarrass Xiaochen, but just now Xiaochen guessed that Quanzhong, she was in the same vein as Gou Yong in Xuanqing Mountain, and she also saw that Gou Yong was invincible to Xiaochen, and she chose to make a move in order to maintain Xuanqing Mountain, their name.

Xiaochen hugged his fists, and Xiaochen never lost his respect for his predecessors, not only the people of Xuanqing Mountain, even if he was a casual cultivator, he would not lose his manners casually, as for the matter of hooking, he was not in a hurry in the future.

"Uncle Xuanling, goodbye." Xiaochen smiled at Huang Cheng, Huang Cheng's face was bitter, there were seniors present here, she was not strong enough to do more for Xiaochen.

Huang Cheng smiled at Xiaochen, "Goodbye." ”

Huang Cheng's move was just a return of the favor for Xiaochen, and for the male monks present, they were only deeply fascinated, as well as envy, jealousy and hatred for Xiaochen, and for Xingwen and Kui Soul, all that was left was hatred, and they couldn't wait to swallow Xiaochen one bite at a time.

It's just that no matter what kind of gaze is behind him, it has nothing to do with Xiaochen, because he can't see it, he has already turned away.

"There is no Dao fetus, and I have also cultivated to the late stage of fetus, how should I go next?" Xiaochen walked not far from the Divine City, where he could see the prosperity of the Divine City and the luxury of night as day.

Xiaochen has been different since the beginning of his cultivation, there is no Dao foundation when he builds the foundation, and there is no Dao foundation when he is born, but his cultivation is also improving, and he doesn't feel that there is anything wrong.

But he knew that it was because of the induction of qi and refining qi to build a foundation and a fetus, strictly speaking, it was just laying a foundation, just preparing for becoming a monk, and only those who condensed the primordial spirit and stepped into the Xuan Realm could be called a monk in the true sense.

And Xiaochen has no Dao Ji, no Dao Fetus, he doesn't know if he can condense the Yuan Shen, whether he can transform the power of divine thoughts into divine consciousness, the road he walks, no one is walking in front of him, and he can't even see if there is a road, everything has to be explored by himself.

"It seems that the realm of the primordial gods is not that strong, why is that?" Xiaochen walked slowly, muttering to himself.

In the Tree Illusion Sea, Xiaochen fought with the Yuan Shen Monk, although he was not sure of victory, but he could also guarantee that he would retreat with his whole body, this problem had been bothering him for a long time.

Because of the cultivation all the way, everyone is saying that the Yuanshen Xuanjing is a watershed, and the monks in the Xuanjing are not much stronger than the monks who have not reached the Xuanjing, just like a fierce beast facing ants.

And Xiaochen didn't realize this feeling, even when he relied on the sword spirit and Mo Ying to face it head-on, he didn't feel crushed, but he didn't have the slightest hope of winning.

But this is obviously not right, compared to the legend, it is too bad, it is not a concept, there must be something in it that I don't know.

The more Xiaochen thinks about it, the more interested he is in the Yuanshen Xuanjing, and he can't wait to break through and feel it for himself now, but it is difficult to cultivate, many monks in the world can't step into the Yuanshen Xuanjing Realm in their lives, this is a realm that all monks in the world yearn for, and he is not the only one who wants to feel it.

"So here." Xiaochen wandered around in the wilderness, just wanting to be quiet and quiet, waiting for the star stone to arrive, go to the auction to buy some things he needed, and then enter the Jade True Spirit Mountain, but there were always people who were unwilling to stop.

Two rays of light pierced the sky and landed not far from Xiaochen.

"I dare to offend all seven sons, and you will definitely die today." Xiaochen recognized the person at a glance, it was two of the seven sons of Zhutao who went to Fengtian Pavilion during the day, it was not surprising that Xiaochen appeared here, he had already learned about the stinginess of the broken waves, and it would naturally not be a good thing to mix with him.

If you can't feel it, it doesn't mean you can't see it, Xiaochen Xing's pupils moved, and he saw that he was cultivating, one was at the peak of the fetus, and the other was stronger, so he naturally stepped into the Yuanshen Xuan Realm, and in their eyes, what Xiaochen showed was just the mid-stage cultivation of the fetus.

A fetus is at its peak, a primordial god is in the Xuan Realm, and cleaning up a kid in the middle of the fetus is as simple as handing flowers.

Xiaochen doesn't like to fight, but this kind of battle that is clearly looking for faults, if he slips away, this time it will be simple, but there will be more troubles like this in the future, it is better to fight and stand up, so as not to be upset in the future.

The blue light flashed in his hand, Biliu appeared, when Xiaochen grabbed Biliu with his right hand, a strange feeling arose, this feeling would only appear after his right hand was refined into the Blazing God Gold, he didn't know why, but he felt that the sword was more flexible and powerful.

Since it's a good thing, it doesn't matter if you can't figure it out, since you have decided to fight, Xiaochen chose to strike first, and the shot is the fivefold Heavenly Sword, and all the offensives are going towards the fetal monk, he knows his strength, even if he can fight in the face of the Yuanshen monk, it will not end in a moment and a half, if there is interference next to him during the battle, then this battle will lose more and win less.

The Heavenly Sword is fivefold, Xiaochen has been practicing and using it for I don't know how many years, it is not too much to say that it is perfect, this is the basic sword technique of Xuanqing Mountain, he is always a little short of the last Dao sword, he just can't use it, this matter has been bothering Xiaochen.

"Senior brother, just leave this matter to me, Flip the Waves."

The fetal monk was shocked, but he didn't expect a mid-fetal monk to dare to make the first move in front of them, but after all, he was a disciple of Pengshan Pavilion and one of the seven sons of Stopping, so he quickly reacted and asked Ying to participate in the battle, and the trick was a spell.

Out of thin air, the waves of the river roared and slapped towards Xiaochen, this wave continued to roll in the air, no matter how high it rose, it had risen to more than ten zhang high before it flew to Xiaochen's side, and this kind of big wave was enough to drown the enemy.

Xiaochen's right hand flashed with white light, and it was the power of the white moon that wrapped the blue stream for battle, he raised his sword and stared at the big waves, waving the blue stream in his hand, and the power of the white moon led the soft and soft, easily cutting away the big waves.

"The Refiner." The fetal monk was slightly stunned, he didn't know Xiaochen before, but at this moment he found out that Xiaochen's methods were exactly the same as those of the body refining man.

The fetal monk had already invited Ying to participate in the battle, and the cultivation of the Yuan Shen on the side did not make a move together, just watching the two fight, Xiaochen Biliu seemed to have infinite magic power to sweep away the waves of the river formed by all the wave turning techniques, and he had approached his junior brother.

Although the fetal monk was not shocked, he raised his hand to suppress it, a big wave wrapped his whole body, and his fast-changing punctuality was faintly visible, and the fetal monk needed to pinch a large number of spells, which should not be underestimated, obviously his intention was to take down Xiaochen quickly, because he felt ashamed to be broken through by a mid-fetal monk.

"Try this move that you haven't used for a long time." Xiaochen approached the front of the fetal monk, raised his sword and stabbed a sword.

After Xiaochen's sword was stabbed, the Yuanshen monk's eyes tightened, and he dared to speak, but the waves around the fetal monk suddenly collapsed as if a handful of sand had been entered at the same time in the water, and in the last picture, Xiaochen's blue current ran through the monk's spiritual platform.

The head is the place where the soul and divine thoughts exist, and the spiritual platform is the most important thing.

"A Thousand Swords and a Shadow."

At that moment just now, Xiaochen took out his sword more than 50,000 times, and even he felt terrible, in the past, when he was fighting with Xuanyuan Yuhao in Xuanqing Mountain, he used five thousand and one swords, and now it has multiplied tenfold, this change is very amazing, and it was produced after refining the Blazing God Gold in his right hand.

"Sixth!" The Genshin Monk didn't expect this result either, it was too fast.

"Give me death." With a flick of the sleeves, ice blades were formed in the air, all of which pierced Xiaochen, and in the face of the Yuanshen monk's angry blow, Xiaochen didn't dare to be careless, and when he pushed away, he swung his sword and smashed the ice blade.

When the Yuanshen monk came to the side of the sixth man in his mouth, the sixth man had lost all his vitality, and the spiritual power of the Tai Chi attribute entered the body, and the damage was from the inside out, causing more damage than imagined.

Xiaochen smashed all the ice blades, and his arm was a little numb, I have to say that a Yuan Shen Monk is still very powerful, at least a random blow is comparable to a full attack by a Birth Perfection Monk.

"Boy, you dare to kill my junior brother, how can I tolerate you today." The Yuan Shen Monk raised his hand and pointed, and a ripple appeared beside Xiaochen.

Seeing this, Xiaochen flashed sideways directly, and without half a minute of stay, the place where the ripples appeared suddenly froze, and then shattered, if Xiaochen didn't dodge, most of them would have frozen and then broken.

This is the Yuanshen Monk, there is not even a trace of the magic power, but the danger is too much more than the fetus, Xiaochen found that he still underestimated the strength of the Yuanshen Monk.

"Hmph." Although Xiaochen killed his junior brother with thunder, as a Yuanshen monk, he didn't take Xiaochen in his eyes at this moment.

After snorting coldly, he pointed his finger a little more, and a huge ice axe appeared out of thin air, with the sign of the wave on the ice axe, he raised his hand and waved, and the huge ice axe slashed towards Xiaochen.

Xiaochen deliberately tested the strength of the Yuanshen monk, and carried Biliu directly collided with the ice axe, and as soon as he made contact, Xiaochen found that a strange power poured into his body, and this power suppressed his physical strength, spiritual power, and even the power of divine thoughts.

At the touch of a button, Xiaochen felt the strange power rushing into his body, although he was quickly dissolved by the two Taiji diagrams without fish eyes, one black and one white, in his body, but the feeling of existence was very real.