Chapter 882: Victory in the First World War! (I)
The Fallen Bell, the Great Prophecy, the Six Paths of Reincarnation, and the Life-killing Sword...... The four masters made their moves, and the wind and clouds changed color. The great power that was enough to burn the mountains and boil the sea seemed to push the world to the end, and the souls of many monks were throbbing because of it.
Among the spectators, in addition to transcendent beings such as the Elf Queen and the Lord of the Three Forbidden Lands, I am afraid that there will be no more than three of them who think they can take these four killing styles at the same time!
Moreover, this is far from the case.
The stars are shining, the sky is full of colors, the scene around the first son of the Beidou changes, he seems to be standing in an ancient galaxy, becoming an ancient god king, seven galaxy rings, the heavens and stars are swirling between the palms and fingers, and the gestures are as supreme as the creation of the world.
Among the seven sons of the Big Dipper, the strength of the first son is respected, and the seventh son is extremely talented. At this moment, even without the help of the other six sons, the power that Tianshu broke out was not below the other four masters.
He stretched out his hand and pointed, and the seven galaxies of the ring body intertwined and rushed down, like a seven dragon skein, devouring Su Heng.
On the other side, the Iron Tree King and the Shade King also performed their combined attacks. An iron tree root and wisteria swirled, deriving a rich wood spirit qi, almost turning into liquid, and then with the iron tree roots and wisteria swept through the void, where the breath was pervasive, the space turned into a wooden wall, all made of vines with thick roots and vines like elephant legs, and constantly wriggling like a snake, filled with a strange smell.
Iron trees and wisteria are born together, and the wooden walls that are turned together are also like being born one, indestructible, as if pieces of discus were pressed down from all directions, and Su Heng was to be slapped into crushed mud, and then absorbed as nutrients.
The seven masters have no intention of testing the waters, and they are all mighty and powerful.
Many monks were silent, staring at Su Heng for a moment, not wanting to miss any picture, they all had to see how he broke the game.
In the field, Su Heng's expression was immovable, unwavering, and he was terrifyingly calm, as if he was just an outsider. Suddenly, a hazy mist arose and enveloped him, and from the outside, he couldn't see his figure clearly, and his divine thoughts couldn't penetrate half a minute, only the silhouette of a figure loomed.
Immediately afterwards, the color of the dense qi changed, and it was divided into five colors, gold, red, black, white, and chaos. The five colors are linked to each other into a ring, turning slowly, endlessly, and suddenly they are scattered, the gold and red colors are blended, and the chaotic colors are also separated, and then, two people came out of the dense atmosphere.
One of them, a young man, dressed in golden armor, engraved with wisps of bright red texture like the blood of the sunset, a long golden and red hair shawl scattered, dancing with the wind, debauched, the whole person is majestic, like a god and demon.
He held a six-foot long sword, the body of the sword was purple and red, like a demon and a fairy, like an evil and a demon, a cold cold light flowed and flickered, and the sword aura overflowed, no less than the killing sword of the son of slaughter. And the young man's pair of eyes are as sharp as the blade of the sword, and the cold eyes are slanted, without the slightest emotional fluctuation, as if it is a machine that only knows how to kill, cold and unparalleled.
The other person, dressed in a chaos-colored robe, held a book in his left hand, his right hand was empty, and there was a magnetic peak hanging above his head, which was dripping and spinning. Circles of ghostly light emitted from the peak, covering them layer by layer, protecting the Taoists below in it, immortal and eternal.
Like the golden armor boy, the Taoist has exactly the same face as Su Heng, but the temperament on his body is very different. In him, there is not only an ethereal and mysterious rhyme, but also a vague, but deep, immature imperial rhyme!
Everyone was amazed, and when they looked at it again, they suddenly noticed that the face of the Taoist was also blurred. Everyone could clearly see what he looked like, but once they withdrew their gaze and tried to remember, they didn't have the slightest impression, as if they had never seen him before
The same.
Strange feeling, when you think about it, is really terrifying.
After that, the misty aura completely dissipated, and the white-clothed young man who was the same as the original appeared in front of him again. It's just that his eyes are hollow, as if his soul has been shaken away by the fallen bell, and he has become a walking corpse.
Everyone who saw it was heartbroken, and even Yin Tianxing himself was stunned, because at this moment, the bell of the Fallen Bell did not affect Su Heng.
The movements of the seven masters and Su Heng were one after the other, but there was only a half-breath difference, and during Su Heng's supernatural powers, the time and space of this heaven and earth seemed to be disordered, becoming incomparably long and long, and the offensive of the seven masters had not yet arrived, as if they were waiting for Su Heng to prepare.
But when the Seven Great Masters seriously sensed the passage of time between heaven and earth, they found that time had only passed for a moment, far less than they imagined. For a while, they couldn't tell whether there was a problem with time and space, or if their perception of time and space was biased.
The extremely contradictory feeling makes people so sad that they want to vomit blood.
At this moment, the towering Heavenly Ancient Tree quickly shrank, turning into a streamer of light and submerging into the body of the white-clothed Su Heng, taking root in the Mud Pill Palace. The next moment, the white-clothed Su Heng's eyes burst out with an astonishing beam of light, his gaze was blazing, blazing like the sky, and the flash of brilliance in it showed that he was different from before.
Holding a silver spear in his hand, as if he was holding a terrifying thunderbolt, the aura of the white-clothed Su Heng continued to rise, and he glanced at the gold-armored boy and the Chaos Dao man, and the three of them rose to the sky at the same time!
Rumble!
At that moment, the Lost Forest shook and shook three times for thousands of miles, and there was a whistling sound in the nine heavens, and then it rained, as if the Heavenly Lord was crying, trembling at the appearance of a magical power that amazed the ancient, modern and future.
"Oh my God, what is that?!!
"Could it be the out-of-body incarnation of the real body?"
Some people speculated, but soon some people retorted: "Impossible! Even if it is the art of incarnation outside the body, each person can only refine one, if one of them is an incarnation outside the body, then what is the other?"
"The real body is amazing, could it be that he has created a kind of amazing magic that has never been seen before?"
"It is also possible that there is some unknown ancient art, but it was accidentally obtained by the real body and achieved supernatural powers. ”?
"Such a powerful aura, each body is no weaker than the seven masters...... Look at the armored ...... It's amazing! The aura on his body actually surpassed the Heavenly Immortal High Rank. The real body dares to fight seven against one, and it really has its confidence, and there are infinite variables in this battle. ”
“......”?
There was a lot of noise in the crowd, and the three Su Heng appeared at the same time, which brought them a great psychological impact.
Except for Qing'er, no one knows the mystery, but they know that when the three Su Heng come out together, I'm afraid it's going to change!
"Brother Su Heng, you have finally succeeded, the original idea of the Three-Body Immortal Technique has become a reality...... Qing'er's pale face showed a proud smile, looking at Su Heng's eyes full of warmth, soft as water.
Phew!
The spears in the sky pierced the sky, and the silver-white spears shattered the nine skies, like lightning flashing, sweeping forward with a suppressed and destructive aura. The white-clothed Su Heng doubled his combat power with the "Heavenly Gate Two Opens" style, the tip of the spear shook, and the spear momentum was unfolded, and countless points of cold light pierced forward, almost connecting into a piece, enveloping Yin Tianxing, the Iron Tree King, and the Cold Shade King at the same time.
With such a posture, it is clear that he wants to fight the three masters alone with this body.
Yin Tianxing and the two demon kings were furious. The blue-gold bell swayed and flickered, and the dull bell became more and more depressing, and finally it came, and the invisible sound wave directly ignored the tangible gunpower like a rain of flying locusts, and invaded Su Heng's mind, wanting to absorb Su Heng's soul and turn it into a puppet.
The strange thing was that Su Heng turned a blind eye to this, and let the sound of the fallen bell enter the Mud Pill Palace, which really surprised Yin Tianxing.
Thinking that back then, the two had also collided in the Woxian Ridge, Su Heng knew that he had a fallen bell on him, and he had personally experienced the power of this ancient heavenly court treasure, even so, Su Heng should have taken precautions a long time ago, and it can be seen what he is doing now......
Yin Tianxing was a little dazed, and he didn't know why the other party dared to be so big.
He was puzzled, his eyes suddenly fierce, and the blue-gold bell shook more urgently. Since Su Heng dared to underestimate him so much, then he had to give the other party a lesson that he would never forget!
No, it's a lesson that you can never turn over!
Yin Tianxing thought of it, and the down-and-out bell was even more terrifying, invading Su Heng's body in waves.
However, the white-clothed Su Heng still turned a deaf ear to this, and the spear momentum of the Great Ping Chaos trick fell, piercing countless holes in the wooden wall made by the two demon kings. Then, he swept the heavenly spear, and a spear slashed through the sky, and simply smashed the wooden walls into sawdust and scattered them in all directions.
Immediately afterwards, the silver spear pointed at the sky, and Su Heng, who was one with a human gun, shot out, approaching the two demon kings.
Persimmon has to pick a soft pinch, compared to Yin Tianxing, who has no borders, although the strength of the two demon kings is above him, but the ability to escape is far inferior. Therefore, Su Heng took the lead in locking up the two demon kings, and wanted to settle the new and old grudges in one fell swoop.
It was also at this time that Yin Tianxing seemed to think of something, his face changed suddenly, and he exclaimed: "You don't have a primordial spirit in your body, you don't have a soul......!" You, you, you...... You're dead?!"
The words that came out of his mouth were earth-shattering, but soon, he shook his head again and vetoed: "No! No way! There is a flash in your eyes, it is clear that you are a conscious person, it can never be a living corpse, but...... But why are you soulless?!"
At this moment, Yin Tianxing's wind was messy, and he couldn't figure out the mystery.
You must know that even if they are corpse path monks, they also have a primordial spirit in their body, even if compared to the physical body, their primordial spirit is pitifully weak, but after all, it still exists, doesn't it? And what about Su Heng, he doesn't have a primordial spirit, but he can be exactly the same as a normal person!
What's going on?
Yin Tianxing was completely dumbfounded, but he knew that the mighty and powerful fallen bell no longer had any effect on the white-clothed Su Heng in front of him.
Taking the Falling Bell to deal with a person without a soul is like using a poison avoidance bead to purify a non-poisonous cultivator, and the two are completely the same truth.
Hearing Yin Tianxing's words, the two demon kings were also heavy, and they suddenly felt that the opponent in front of them was full of mystery. Seeing that Su Heng was menacing, they didn't want to weaken their momentum, so they had to suppress the waves in their hearts and work together to resist the enemy.
The iron tree and the green vine were intertwined, and countless branches shot forward like arms, and at the same time spit out bursts of colorful mist, disrupting the spatial order.
The Chaotic Heavenly Spear pierced into it, and it was like a mud trap, but in the blink of an eye, countless branches and vines climbed on the body of the spear, wrapped and entangled, and wrapped around Su Heng's wrist along the barrel of the spear.
Su Heng snorted coldly, and the Yuan Magnetic True Force simulated the power of the golden spirit and performed the Great Calm Chaos Technique.
The silver spear shook, the sharp spear swept left and right, and those entangled branches were cut to pieces, and there was a big gap in the offensive of the two demon kings.