Chapter 581: Qingyuan Miaodao True Monarch
The seal of turning the sky is Guangchengzi half of the mountain refining, weighing more than 10,000 jun!
In a sense, although the Heaven Turning Seal is an acquired spirit treasure, its power is even stronger than that of many innate spirit treasures. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
After all, its body is transformed by the Pangu spine and is used to support the Buzhou Mountain of Heaven and Earth......
As soon as the Heaven-Turning Seal came out, the invisible pressure locked on Ye Fan, and it seemed that as long as he moved, the mountain-sized seal would smash at him fiercely.
"Good!"
Faced with this situation, even Ye Fan couldn't help but feel a trace of excitement.
"Law phase heaven and earth, change-!"
"Boom!"
Suddenly, a hundred-foot figure towered, and the endless momentum spread.
"Unexpectedly, Daoist friends actually cultivated physical supernatural powers."
Seeing this situation, a trace of surprise flashed in Guang Chengzi's eyes, whether it is interception or exposition, after all, they all pay attention to the Dao Law, and the disciple in front of him is actually cultivating some kind of physical supernatural power, which is indeed a bit rare.
"In that case, then the poor road can also let it go!"
Because of the War of the Gods, the relationship between the disciples of the two sects of exposition and interception is now a bit delicate.
Because of this, when Guang Chengzi made a move, he did not show the sky-turning seal, until Ye Fan showed the Chaos Bell, and he fell into the disadvantage, so he sacrificed it to show deterrence.
But now, when he found out that Ye Fan had cultivated some kind of physical supernatural power, Guang Chengzi was not afraid of smashing the seal of the sky and making the other party out of trouble.
"Boom!"
As Guang Chengzi's voice fell, the sky-turning seal in mid-air was like a meteor, smashing towards Ye Fan's heavenly spirit.
What should it be like to pounce on a hill that weighs 10,000 pounds?
Feeling the crisis coming from above his head, subconsciously, Ye Fan hurriedly stretched out his hand to block it.
At the same time, the Chaos Clock on his head is also a brilliant work.
"Buzz!"
Under this double obstruction, the sky-turning seal the size of a small mountain was intercepted.
And Ye Fan, under this force, couldn't help but take a few steps back, and the blood in his chest was tumbling.
However, he did not show weakness, as soon as he raised his palm, the heaven-turning seal was lifted by Ye Fan, and he threw it vigorously in the direction of Guangchengzi.
"Fellow Daoist, your magic weapon, return you!"
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Seeing his magic weapon thrown over, Guang Chengzi couldn't help but feel like he was lifting a stone and hitting his own feet. He also knew very well that if he was hit by this earth-shaking seal, he was afraid that in an instant, he would turn into a ball of flesh, and he would not be able to die again.
"Bang dang!"
Fortunately, at the critical moment, Guang Chengzi, as the master, still controlled the sky-turning seal and reversed the direction, which avoided the danger of being smashed into pulp.
But despite this, Guang Chengzi already understands that he is afraid that he has lost this time.
After all, the Heaven Turning Seal he relied on the most couldn't help the other party, and Ye Fan still had such a big killing weapon as the Chaos Bell in his hand, even if it was a stalemate, it was just a useless struggle.
"Fellow Daoist, admit defeat in the next, and the Zhuxian Sword is here."
As he spoke, he saw Guang Chengzi stretching out his hand, and with a flicker of the sword, a simple long sword appeared in front of him.
The moment he saw this long sword, Ye Fan confirmed his identity, and such a fierce aura could only be possessed by the legendary Zhuxian Sword.
"Thank you for your success."
Now that the purpose of this trip has been achieved, Ye Fan doesn't mind releasing his kindness: "In Xia Ye Fan, now that he is serving in the Heavenly Court, if he has time, he might as well come to the mansion to talk about it." ā
Hearing this, Guang Chengzi couldn't help but be stunned, and a trace of consternation appeared on his face: "It turns out that Daoyou is the new judicial god of Heavenly Court. ā
Just as in the sect of interception, most people are on the list of gods, and there are also many disciples in the heavenly court, such as Lei Zhenzi, Nezha, Yang Jian and others, naturally, they also know Ye Fan, the famous god of justice.
At the same time, Guang Chengzi finally understood what kind of physical supernatural power Ye Fan cultivated.
Nine turns of Xuangong!
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile, shook his head and said: "If I had known that it was the Judicial God who asked for this Immortal Sword, Poor Dao would have offered it with both hands." ā
As the beloved disciple of Yuan Shi Tianzun, Guang Chengzi was naturally very clear about the difficulty and strength of the Nine Turns Xuangong, and couldn't help but think of the nephew who was also a professional cultivator, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, I was afraid that even if Yang Jian came, he might not necessarily be the opponent of this judicial god.
After saying goodbye to Guangchengzi, Ye Fan went to the Yunxiao Cave of Taihua Mountain non-stop to look for red sperm.
Compared with Guangchengzi, the head of the twelve golden immortals, the cultivation of red sperm is dwarfed.
Therefore, Ye Fan just relied on the supernatural power of the law phase heaven and earth to defeat the other party, and also took back the Immortal Sword.
After that, it is the Taoist Tianzun who cultivates in the Jinting Mountain.
I don't know if it's because the relationship between the exposition and the interception of the sect is not harmonious, after expressing his intentions, Ye Fan still inevitably had a competition with Daoxing Tianzun, and as a result, he naturally got the Absolute Immortal Sword from the other party.
At this point, Ye Fan has already obtained the three of the four swords of Zhuxian.
Only the last one, which is still in the hands of Yuding Zhenren, can gather four swords and run the Zhuxian Sword Array.
At that time, as soon as the sword array opens, even if the Buddha Gate moves, I am afraid that it will be returned.
With inexplicable excitement, Ye Fan continued to rush towards the direction of Jinxia Cave in Yuquan Mountain, at this moment, he was already a little eager to see the edge of the Zhuxian Sword Formation.
Ye Fan is not very familiar with Yuding Zhenren.
However, the other party taught Yang Jian, whose strength was not below the twelve golden immortals, and the dao name was "Qingyuan Miaodao True Monarch", which was naturally not trivial.
Rushing all the way to Jinxia Cave, Ye Fan saw a person who surprised him.
"The god of justice, the family teacher has an order, and the order has done a battle with you."
Looking at the heroic man with a cold face and a vertical eye in the center of his forehead, Ye Fan couldn't help frowning, and wondered: "Erlang Zhenjun, what does this mean?" ā
Yes, the person in front of him turned out to be the disciple of Yuding Zhenren.
"Erlang Zhenjun" Yang Jian!
"The teacher's order is difficult to disobey, and the judicial gods must not be misunderstood."
Hearing this, Yang Jian couldn't help but smile bitterly and explained: "If it weren't for the fact that the Judicial Heavenly God defeated three uncles in a row some time ago, the family teacher would not have made such a decision, and his fate would have come down. ā
Ye Fan suddenly felt that Yang Jian was actually here for himself?
However, he also understood the meaning of the other party's words very well, after all, as one of the three religions, the exposition of the sect was deeply influenced by the Yuan Shi Tianzun, and it was quite important to see such things as face.
As for Ye Fan, he defeated Guangchengzi, Red Sperm, and Dao Xing Tianzun in a row, which undoubtedly ruthlessly lost the face of the teaching.
It's just this kind of thing, Yuan Shi Tianzun is not easy to make a move, and he can only invite Yang Jian, who is also a cultivator of the flesh, to come, hoping to find a way back.