Chapter 393: The True Power of the Heavenly Emperor Blade
"Ning Xiaochuan, go die!"
Yue Wuyang let out a loud shout, and ninety-nine flame dragons were entangled together, forming a three-legged crow more than ten meters long, suspended in the sky like a round of scorching sun, exuding an incomparably terrifying high temperature.
The buildings and paintings of the Marquis Mansion in the clouds were burning, the water in the pool was also boiling, and the guards, servants, and maids were all burning, and their bodies turned into big red lanterns.
Yue Wuyang, is this trying to refine the entire Yunzhong Hou Mansion into ashes?
Ning Xiaochuan had already tried the power of the Flame Jiaolong just now, which was comparable to the full force of the first martial artist of the Earth Venerable Realm.
And this three-legged crow is formed by the convergence of ninety-nine flame dragons, which can burst out with dazzling and terrifying power?
"Fight!"
Ning Xiaochuan gritted his teeth, mobilized all the martial arts vitality in his body, and all of them poured into the Heavenly Emperor Blade.
He was going to activate the first power of the Heavenly Emperor Blade.
The Heavenly Emperor Blade is a divine weapon that surpasses the Nine Rank Mysterious Weapon, and there are six realms in the blade, and each time it activates a realm, it can burst out with more powerful power.
The first realm of the Heavenly Emperor Blade has eight formations, and only by urging all eight formations can the first power of the Heavenly Emperor Blade be unleashed.
Since the Heavenly Emperor abandoned it in the Burial Continent, this was the first time that someone had smashed the martial arts vitality into the inside of the Heavenly Emperor Blade, and the Heavenly Emperor Blade naturally trembled with excitement, and howled: "My power is finally going to be released again!"
Ning Xiaochuan had penetrated half of the martial arts vitality before he urged the first formation in the first realm.
Oh my God, you must know that there are eight formations in the first realm, how much martial arts vitality is needed to use the Heavenly Emperor Blade?
At least with Ning Xiaochuan's current martial arts cultivation as forcibly urging the Heavenly Emperor Blade, it will definitely consume the longevity yuan in the body.
Since he had already begun to urge the formation, there was no talk of backing down halfway.
Ning Xiaochuan swallowed a bottle of Nine-Colored Xuanshui into his mouth, and ran the exercises of the eighth layer of "Heaven and Earth Xuanqi", and nine vortices suddenly condensed in the Martial Dao Heart Palace, frantically absorbing the Nine-Colored Xuanshui and transforming it into Martial Dao Yuanqi.
However, the absorption speed of the nine vortices still couldn't catch up with the loss rate of martial arts vitality.
The second formation is urged!
The martial arts vitality in Ning Xiaochuan's body was also consumed by three-quarters, and there was less than thirty percent of the vitality left, once the martial arts vitality was drained, then it would be death for him.
"If you can cultivate to the ninth layer of Heaven and Earth Xuan Qi, you will be able to have two hundred and fifty-six times the speed of absorbing Xuan Qi, which will be enough to support the consumption of the eight formations of the first realm. ”
The Heavenly Emperor Blade had already begun to absorb the blood qi in Ning Xiaochuan's body, transforming the blood qi into power, and urging the third formation, and it didn't take long for the fourth formation to also work.
Ning Xiaochuan finally understood why, with the old marquis's martial arts cultivation, the use of the Nine Rank Mysterious Weapon would overdraw the potential of the body and compromise Yang Shou.
Isn't he also overdrawing his physical potential now, detrimental to his longevity?
If the Heavenly Emperor Blade is allowed to operate like this, even if all the eight formations are activated, Ning Xiaochuan's Yang Shou will probably be reduced by eighty years, and the talent level that is rare in ten thousand years will probably be beaten back to its original form.
However, if he didn't continue to urge the Heavenly Emperor Blade, when the three-legged crow fell, it would be his time of death.
At this moment, the white bone bead in the center of Ning Xiaochuan's eyebrows flickered, forming a huge spiritual acupoint, and endless Xuan Qi gushed out of it. It was like a fountain of Xuan Qi gushing out, quickly permeating Ning Xiaochuan's entire body.
It's like a spring pouring into a dry desert, and the water is frantically absorbed by the desert.
Ning Xiaochuan's body was that desert, absorbing a large amount of Heaven and Earth Xuan Qi, his body suddenly became saturated, and every blood vein was moaning comfortably. Recite.
Moreover, Ning Xiaochuan almost exhausted the martial arts vitality in his body this time, and his body was filled with the Xuan Qi gushing out of the white bone beads again, and some strange changes seemed to have taken place in his body, but at this moment he didn't have time to check the condition of his body.
The three-legged crow burned with raging flames, pressed down towards Ning Xiaochuan, opened its golden mouth, and actually wanted to devour Ning Xiaochuan.
"Boom!"
The martial arts vitality in Ning Xiaochuan's body had already recovered to a full state, his eyes had become extremely sharp, the momentum on his body was constantly rising, and a huge Heavenly Emperor Phantom rushed out of his body, which was more than a hundred meters high, just like a god standing up to the sky!
In the imperial city, many people saw this scene, and even some people really thought that it was the Emperor of Heaven who appeared to the saint, and actually knelt on the ground and bowed to the huge phantom.
All martial artists who had cultivated to reach the realm of refinement and above felt the breath of the Heavenly Emperor, which almost drained the Heaven and Earth Xuan Qi of the entire Imperial City.
"What the hell is going on? The Emperor of Heaven has really appeared?"
"What a terrifying power fluctuation, Ning Xiaochuan activated the power of the Heavenly Emperor Blade, does he want to smash the entire imperial city with one sword?" Qingpeng Hou said in shock, and the old man's body trembled.
Among them, the strongest ones that shook the most were those powerhouses of the Daomen, because they worshiped the idol of the Emperor of Heaven, how could they not be shocked when they saw the huge phantom of the Emperor of Heaven appear in the imperial city?
Even the first national teacher Taichu Wenhua came out of the retreat because of the breath that erupted from the phantom of the Heavenly Emperor, and stood in a Taoist temple, overlooking the statue of the Heavenly Emperor in the center of the imperial city!
"Boom!"
The eight formations of the first realm of the Heavenly Emperor Blade were fully operational, and the terrifying sword qi rushed out, and a pillar of light rose from the blade body, shattering the clouds, as if it had already hit the starry universe!
A knife slashed over, and the three-legged crow was instantly torn apart.
"Whoa!"
The Eight Winds Divine Array that originally wrapped the Hou Mansion in the clouds was also slashed open by the sword qi, tearing the earth apart, and on the ground, a terrifying knife mark thousands of meters long was formed, shattering more than forty streets, and I don't know how many houses collapsed into ruins.
This is the power of a sword, not like a human being can do it, but like the power of a god.
The body of the three-legged crow shattered, turned into thousands of fragments, turned into a rain of fire and fell, smashing out shocking pits in the imperial city.
When the wind and waves calmed down, the Hou Mansion in the clouds had completely turned into ruins, fireworks were burning everywhere, the palace collapsed, the Xuancao trees turned into ashes, and puffs of smoke rose to the sky.
A princely mansion has been turned into a scorched earth, and there is no prosperity in sight, not even a trace of vitality.
Yue Wuyang stood opposite Ning Xiaochuan, his body did not move, his eyes were round, "Ning Xiaochuan, you ......"
"Click!"
Suddenly, there was a sound of bones shattering!
A crack appeared in Yue Wuyang's eyebrows, and the crack began to spread, and his body was like a shattered glass, with blood-red gaps on every skin.
"Bang!"
His body shattered and turned into a cloud of blood mist!
For more than ten years in Megatron, the Marquis of Yunzhong, who is known as the immortal material of the martial arts world, has fallen like this!
He was the idol of countless young warriors, treating him as a young martial god, and even many veteran princes in the court tabooed him for three points, but now he was killed in his own marquis' mansion, which is destined to shake the whole world.
Many warriors saw the scene of the death of the Marquis in the clouds.
"Yun Zhonghou really fell like this?" Many people felt unreal, thinking that they were dreaming.
Someone finally woke up and said, "Ning Xiaochuan suddenly became so angry that he went into the Yunzhong Hou Mansion without regard for a single thing, turning the entire Yunzhong Hou Mansion into a scorched earth?
It's a question that everyone wants to ask.
Ning Xiaochuan took a deep breath, his mood gradually calmed down, and he reached out to receive the bronze ancient lamp in his hand.
"This lamp is a good thing, with the will left by the Emperor of Heaven, as long as you have enough high-level blood to make lamp oil, the power is comparable to that of the Nine Rank Mysterious Weapon. Moreover, this lamp should be more mysterious than the Nine Rank Mystery Ware in some aspects. Heavenly Emperor Blade said.
The Nine Rank Mysterious Ware can be met but not sought, Ning Xiaochuan naturally will not be polite, and put away the bronze ancient lamp.
"Why did you obviously kill Yunzhonghou, avenge Ji Hanxing, avenge Xin'er's parents, avenge Murong Hua and Lin Sanzhi, avenge Yu Ningsheng's family, avenge the 700,000 army, and also breathe a bad breath for myself, but...... Why is my heart still so sad?" Ning Xiaochuan clenched his fists tightly, with an indescribable sense of loss.
Heavenly Emperor Blade said earnestly: "Ji Hanxing likes you after all, and it can even be said that she died in the hands of Yue Wuyang because of you." Though thou hast not slain Beren, he has died because of you. It's normal for you to feel guilty and lost. However, you can be regarded as avenging her now and killing Yue Wuyang in person, which can be regarded as worthy of her. You are a genius who is rare in 10,000 years, you must look forward, and don't delay your cultivation because of a moment of guilt. ”
Ning Xiaochuan shook his head lightly and said, "Ji Hanxing wasn't killed by Yue Wuyang. ”
After Ning Xiaochuan calmed down, he figured out the key to it, if Yue Wuyang really wanted to kill Ji Hanxing, why did he dig out her heart? With just one finger, he could make Ji Hanxing's soul fly away.
The only explanation is that Ji Hanxing dug out his heart by himself, in order to repay Yue Wuyang's nurturing grace and the grace of karma, and at the same time ended his own life.
She finally died at her own hands, and no one could stop her.
Yue Wuyang is the murderer who forced her to death, and Ning Xiaochuan himself is not responsible?
This is the real reason why Ning Xiaochuan feels guilty in his heart, maybe he should really reflect on it, how to continue to take the next road?
Now it's Ji Hanxing, who will be next?Yu Ningsheng?Nie Lanzhi?
Ning Xiaochuan had tried his best not to hurt them, but he had hurt each of them.
"Boom!"
Three hundred black-armored soldiers went straight to the outside of the Yunzhong Hou Mansion, and surrounded the Yunzhong Hou Mansion, which had become scorched earth, and an old eunuch wearing a green dove-colored official uniform walked out and said in a dark voice: "The emperor has an order, ordering Ning Xiaochuan to enter the palace immediately to face the saint!"