Chapter 112: Cheng Hao descends on Huaguo Mountain
"Please turn around, baby!"
At the moment when Lu Quan's voice fell, Qingyun Dao suddenly felt that two eyes looked at him, and in an instant, his entire body could no longer move.
What couldn't move was not only the physical body, but also the primordial spirit, his true spirit, under the gaze of those two eyes, he was completely imprisoned!
"What kind of magic is this?"
Qingyun Dao roared wildly in his heart, desperately trying to urge the hundreds of millions of sword qi behind him, but no matter how hard he tried, it was useless, at this moment, time and space seemed to be frozen, completely still.
Shout!
At this moment, at the position of the vermilion gourd mouth, a smoke and purple gas rushed out, turning into a purple flying knife in mid-air, and slowly came to the front of Qingyun Dao people, and gently wrapped around his neck!
Poof!
The head of the Qingyun Dao people, which was full of horror, fell directly down and fell into the desolate land.
Poof!
Another sound of a heavy object falling sounded, and as the head fell, the remnants of the Qingyun Dao people also fell, smashing a bottomless pit on the ground, burying themselves completely.
"Whew!"
Lu Jian took a deep breath, he just sacrificed the Immortal Flying Knife, which seemed simple, but in fact it was extremely draining, after all, ignoring the enemy's defense and directly killing the true spirit, this kind of supernatural power against the sky was not something that could be simply cast!
"Fortunately, although this Qingyun Dao person has a lot of treasures on his body, he doesn't have a Chaos Spirit Treasure-level treasure, otherwise he really can't help him today!"
Secretly saying a fluke in his heart, Lu Jian raised his hand and grabbed it lightly, and in an instant, the headless corpse and the cyan long sword that had fallen into the giant pit were grabbed by him in the air.
After briefly looking at the corpse of the Qingyun Dao person, and no longer feeling the slightest breath of the Yuan Shen or even the soul, Lu Jian put it into his sleeve robe with peace of mind.
Although this battle seems simple, it is a life-and-death struggle between quasi-saints, and between the two of them, life and death are separated.
A quasi-saint-level powerhouse died in battle, this kind of thing, in the entire flood wilderness, can be regarded as a big thing, in just a moment, some powerhouses who are good at deducing the way of deduction have deduced the death of the Qingyun Dao people!
"Qingyun Dao people are actually dead!
"That Qingyun Daoist was a strong man who escaped in the hands of Taiyi, although there is also a reason why Taiyi did not use the Chaos Bell, but even so, it can be seen that Qingyun is powerful, I didn't expect it to die so easily!"
"It seems that Lu Jian has obtained the inheritance of the two Heavenly Emperors of the Demon Clan after their deaths, and now that this person has joined the Heavenly Court, I am afraid that this desolate continent will not be able to be so calm in the future!"
"To make a strong person like Lu Jian surrender, the new Heavenly Emperor is by no means an idle person. It seems that in some time, we will need to go to Heavenly Court for a trip!"
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Lu Jian killed the Qingyun Dao people in one move in seconds, and many of the great powers in the flood desolation were shocked, and even the two Xiaotian who were paying attention to this battle in the heavenly court couldn't help but be surprised.
"Nannan, if you don't use the Chaos Spirit Treasure to defend, in the face of that land pressure Immortal Slashing Flying Knife, are you sure you can resist it?"
Nan Nan was silent for a moment, as if analyzing the power of the Immortal Slashing Flying Knife, and after a long while, he shook his head.
"Unstoppable!"
"That Immortal Flying Knife, ignoring the defense below the Chaos Spirit Treasure, directly killing the True Spirit, according to Shizun, this attack method belongs to the Destiny Divine Power!"
"The Avenue of Destiny has always been mysterious, and it is not difficult to comprehend some of the fur, but it is difficult to comprehend the high depths, even the master is said to have not comprehended the Avenue of Destiny to the original level!"
Xiao Tian nodded, and then his mind moved, and the Qiankun Ding above his head disappeared into the dantian, at this moment, he had already made up his mind, no matter what in the future, he must leave a Chaos Spirit Treasure in his body, so as not to be assassinated by a sneak attack by a fate magic power such as a Flying Knife for Immortals!
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In Haotian Palace, although Cheng Hao put most of his mind into the inner heaven and earth to comprehend the Dao of Destiny, there was still a small part of his mind that monitored the entire desolate world at all times.
From the moment Lu Jian sacrificed the Immortal Slashing Flying Knife, Cheng Hao's eyes couldn't help but open.
"Fate is like a knife, killing people invisibly, I didn't expect that the combination of Taiyi's true spirit and the innate gourd would give birth to such a treasure!"
"Speaking of fate, I think of the few disciples who have changed the trajectory of fate, and when it comes to disciples, I think of Sun Wukong who has imprinted the Dao pattern in the inner heaven and earth, and now it seems that among these disciples, his cultivation progress is the slowest!"
Originally, Sun Wukong's qualifications were not the top among the disciples, and they were definitely not weak, much stronger than Ao Wuxuan at the beginning.
But now Ao Wuxu has become the great god of the Flood Desolation, and he is not far from becoming a powerhouse of the seventh-order Chaos Realm, and on the other hand, Wukong has just succeeded in branding the hundredth Dao pattern at this moment, and he can step into the early realm of the sixth-order, compared to his senior brothers, but he is far behind.
"After all, it is only the transformation of the Heavenly Replenishing Divine Stone of a great world, and it is still far inferior to the body of the innate gods of the desolate world like the River Styx!"
With a light sigh, Cheng Hao got up from the high platform of the sermon, and with a shake of his body, he left Haotian Palace directly, took one step, and stepped into the wilderness.
In the eastern region of the flood wilderness, at the top of a mountain peak that is not too conspicuous, Cheng Hao's figure appears.
This mountain, named Huaguo Mountain, Lingquan Waterfall, countless rare and exotic grasses, the rich aura is almost visible to the naked eye, Yao grass and strange flowers are not grateful, green pines and cypresses are elusive. The end is a blessed land of immortals.
The reason why this Huaguo Mountain is inconspicuous is because there is an innate large array on the periphery of this Huaguo Mountain, which covers the strange scene in the mountain, and even more so the heavenly machine, even if it is a strong saint, it is difficult to deduce that there is such an immortal mountain in this desolation.
This big array is Cheng Hao's casual work, not for anything else, just for the top of Huaguo Mountain, a strange colorful divine stone.
This colorful divine stone is left behind by Nuwa after mending the sky, with the merit of mending the sky, and then left in this Huaguo Mountain, in Cheng Hao's plan, this mending heaven god stone, but his disciple Wukong's great opportunity.
At this time, this hundred-foot multicolored divine stone is nourished by the aura of the desolate world every day, and it is supported by the merits of mending the sky, and now it has reached the stage where it is about to give birth to spiritual wisdom.
If Cheng Hao doesn't make a move, maybe it won't take a few years for this divine stone to undergo a metamorphosis, evolve into a creature-like acupuncture point, and even give birth to an ignorant and innate god-like spiritual wisdom!