Chapter 792: Immortal Wooden Sword!

Looking at the old man whose breath was soaring, Bai Mei looked sideways slightly, the momentum of the old man's explosion at this moment had exceeded that of ordinary sages by a hundred times, and there was an awe-inspiring sense in the momentum, which also made Bai Mei quite surprised.

"A body that is broken to this extent can burst out with such great power. Can you tell me the name?"

Turning around, looking at the old man's body that began to gradually rejuvenate and strengthen, the sword sound in Bai Mei's hand hissed, the Xuanyin Sword Su handed, and the cold light loomed on the dark green long sword.

"Dry Blue Holy Land, Guan Tao. ”

The bright lines on his body became more and more dazzling, and the hair of the old man named Guan Tao became like a steel needle on his head under this force.

"Dry Blue Holy Land, are you a Terran?"

Hearing the name of the Qianlan Holy Land, Bai Mei was slightly stunned, the Qianlan Holy Land was one of the most powerful forces of the human race before the Dragon War, and it was a sect specializing in martial arts.

But it is precisely because of its strength that in the dragon chasing battle in which the Ten Thousand Worlds joined forces to attack the dragon clan, the Qianlan Holy Land suffered the main blow of the dragon clan, and the great holy land was destroyed in one fell swoop, the inheritance was cut off, and the disciples died.

Therefore, the old man claimed to be a person from the Qianlan Holy Land, and Bai Mei naturally felt strange.

After all, in Bai Mei's understanding, the Qianlan Holy Land does not accept disciples of foreign races, and all the disciples in the Holy Land are all human races.

Hearing the surprised voice of Bai Mei, the old man Guan Tao silently opened his mouth, only to see that there was a vertical eye in his mouth, which was very terrifying.

"I see, the level of barbarian blood in your body is very low, so you were lucky enough to be mixed into the Qianlan Holy Land. Seeing the vertical eyes in the old man's mouth, Bai Mei nodded in understanding.

In the era of the existence of the Qianlan Holy Land, the intermarriage between the human race and the alien race was not very popular, so the human race with barbarian blood was rare, and Guan Tao's alien characteristics were very hidden, so he had the opportunity to pretend to be a pure-blood human race and enter the Qianlan Holy Land to practice.

"Nonsense, if you want to open this giant coffin, the old man will stop you desperately. Let's fight!"

After completely reviving the accumulated strength in his body, Guan Tao's originally thin and withered body had already turned into a hundred-foot-tall and sturdy muscular man.

"Good idea, but it's a pity...... It's naïve!"

His eyes instantly turned as sharp as an eagle falcon, and in the face of Guan Tao's explosive attack like a mountain overturning, Bai Mei pointed out with a sword, and the ever-changing sword path still completely sealed Guan Tao's power that had not yet fully exploded!

A punch smashed on Bai Mei's sword blade, Guan Tao snorted, Bai Mei's sword path was strange, although his punch was smashed on Bai Mei's sword, but the power was returned ten times and a hundred times with the trembling of Bai Mei's sword body.

Thunder Smoke!

As a martial arts sect, Qianlan Holy Land is best at integrating all kinds of powerful visions of heaven and earth into one's body, as a method for tempering the physical body and conquering the enemy!

After learning Bai Mei's flawless melee skills, Guan Tao understood that if he wanted to defeat Bai Mei, simple fighting skills were completely useless.

Resisting Bai Mei's sword cut into his shoulder, Guan Tao faced Bai Mei and suddenly opened his mouth.

A blue-purple-white smoke gushed out, mixed with the true thunder to extinguish, and the bitter cold, wind and sand, and ghost smoke and scorching soul, the three powers that would only be born when the heavens and the earth were extinguished, were used to the pores of Bai Mei's body.

The three forces that would only explode when the heavens and the earth were extinguished invaded Bai Mei's body in an instant, causing a faint layer of yellow frost to quickly form on Bai Mei's body surface.

3,000 palm prints!

While three powerful forces were entangled with Bai Mei, Guan Tao took a long breath, and the whole person instantly turned into a whirlwind around Bai Mei, and the heavy palms were imprinted on Bai Mei's body one after another, making a muffled sound that made people's scalps tingle.

Martial arts monks integrate the Dao realm into their bodies, and each palm and fist are accompanied by the weight of a world, and the Qianlan Holy Land has found a new way in this method, constantly absorbing heavy substances and deepening the quality of the world in the body.

When you practice to the peak, you can blow a micro-world away with a light breath, and if you speak louder, you can shatter a continent.

At this moment, Guan Tao hit Bai Mei's three thousand palms, each palm was ten percent powerful, and the power was enough to beat the three thousand micro worlds into powder.

This pure destructive power is enough to forcibly destroy and erase all matter and even souls!

At the end of a series of attacks, Guan Tao clutched his chest and gasped, for so many years he had been trapped in the eightfold treasure gate, guarding the Xuanqing giant coffin, endless loneliness and time, every moment was consuming his will and strength.

After so many years, although his body has not died, his strength has been weakening in this all-sealing magic circle.

In order to kill Bai Mei, Guan Tao did not hesitate to burn one-seventh of the immortal root nature in his body before he gained the power to regain his life.

Sweating profusely, he looked at Bai Mei, who was beaten into a mess of meat by himself, and did not reply for a long time, obviously Bai Mei, who had died completely, Guan Tao's eyes were silent, his duty was to guard the Xuanqing giant coffin from being opened, Bai Mei had the idea of opening the giant coffin, and it had touched his bottom line, so he had to die.

"The Ten Thousand Paths of the Qianlan Holy Land's method of homing to the nest is really exquisite! No wonder back then, the disciples of the Qianlan Holy Land were able to catch up with the Dragon Clan in their physical bodies. ”

Just when Guan Tao fought for one-seventh of his life, thinking that he had killed Bai Mei, he stood upright, and a pair of white eyebrows with a pair of eyes full of essence stood on the side intact.

casually waved towards the mess of meat that was beaten by Guan Tao, and a wooden long sword suddenly fell into Bai Mei's hand.

Indestructible Wooden Sword!

A special sword weapon forged by Bai Mei in order to restrain his murderous intent and suppress the crazy power in his body.

This indestructible wooden sword is made from a precious 10,000-year-old good wood, a fruit called the Tree of Compassion, a very peculiar kind of wood, this kind of good wood is made of something, and it cannot cause harm to anything.

However, the Zenki itself is as powerful and indestructible as the Immortal King, and once the Zenki falls from the body of the Tree of Mercy, it will never be able to change if it is not crafted within an hour.

After Bai Mei forged this immortal wooden sword, he was infected with the sun and moon with his painstaking efforts, and spent thousands of years of hard work in the Chenxi Palace, and finally practiced it into an incarnation of himself.

Holding the indestructible wooden sword in his hand, Bai Mei waved lightly towards Guan Tao, and with a sudden snort, in the void beside Guan Tao, more than a dozen wooden stakes poured down, and instantly turned into a wooden prison and imprisoned Guan Tao inside.

The things made of good wood cannot be harmed, but they can be used to bind and trap the enemy, not to mention that the immortal wooden sword in Bai Mei's hand is not made of pure good wood.

Bound in the wooden prison, Guan Tao sneered, and as soon as his thoughts moved, he was about to shake the wooden prison.

But when he repeatedly increased his strength, until he used nearly eighty percent of his strength, but he could only shake the wooden prison with the thickness of his wrist cracked, Guan Tao realized that the wooden prison that trapped him did not seem to be so simple.

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