Chapter 152: The Battle of the Palace 3
Jiuding emitted wisps of auspicious light above Yan Wudaunt's head, falling like a curtain of water, covering his surroundings. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć infoAlthough the colorful auspicious light is extremely light, everyone knows that the auspicious light is unbreakable, making Yan Wuxing invincible.
"You still have some eyesight!" Yan Wudaunt said wildly, Jiuding is not just an ordinary imperial weapon, it is an out-and-out heirloom treasure.
Yan Wuxing said and suddenly made a move, he pointed one hand in the water curtain overflowing from Dingkou, only to see that the auspicious light was like a falling raindrop, sweeping towards the Great Elder in a stormy manner, and the speed gradually increased, and the raindrops were stretched into embroidery needles.
Seeing this, the Great Elder urgently called for the bronze ancient bell to protect the body. With the full urging of the Great Elder, the mysterious totem engraved on the bronze ancient bell also burst out with dazzling light, and a divine illusion appeared in front of the bronze ancient bell, his eyes looked majestically down from the northern sky, and all living beings were his descendants. Seeing the small needles sweeping in, the gods disdained it. He didn't even blink an eyelid, and the needle stopped in an instant, as if it had been subjected to a strong resistance, and could not move any further. The dense needles were trembling slightly, as if trying to break free. The gods were displeased, their brows furrowed slightly, and their thoughts were all extinguished.
"The Bell of the First Heavenly Emperor?" Yan Wuxing said in a low voice, and from the moment the god appeared, the bronze ancient bell in the hand of the Great Elder also revealed its true face. The bell of the First Emperor is the thing held by the Emperor Xuanyuan. If the Jiuding in Yan Wuxing's hand is both offensive and defensive, then this Shitian Emperor Bell is a symbol of invincibility.
"It's just a broken bell of the remnants!" Yan Wuxing said viciously, the real Shitian Emperor Bell could not fall into the hands of the Qin State, and with the Dao cracks that appeared on the body of the Shitian Emperor Bell, Yan Wuxing was even more sure that this bell was just an imitation.
His eyes were contemptuous, and he was still invincible in front of the gods. The Jiuding hanging high above his head was urged to crash towards the gods!
Seeing the illusion of the god Xuanyuan's eyes, he condensed and held on to the Jiuding!
There was a rumbling sound, and the sound was curbing the clouds. The auspicious light born on top of Jiuding formed a shock wave like turbulence, which made people unapproachable. And the god Xuanyuan also used supreme divine power to fight against it.
"You don't know your fate for a long time, and what you're holding is just a remnant, I want to see how you can stop me!" Yan Wudaunt laughed wildly, the cultivation of the King-Rank Realm was at its peak, and no one could stop it.
At this time, the Great Elder was still holding on, and the appearance of the young man gradually changed with the rapid consumption of the spiritual energy in his body, wrinkles, shriveled skin, and pale lips.
In the blink of an eye, he suddenly grew old for decades.
But even if the Great Elder tried his best to urge, the First Heaven Emperor Zhong was slowly falling behind in the oppression of Jiuding, the cracks on the Zhong's body continued to deepen, and the illusion of the gods began to become unstable, and there was a possibility of disappearing at any time.
"We're here to help you!" In the middle of the crisis, the rest of the elders worked at the same time. Forced the aura in his body into the palm of his hand and passed it on to the Great Elder's body.
"A swarm of ants!" Yan Wuxing had already stepped into the royal ranks, and in the face of the combined forces of the ten elders, he still did not reduce his domineering. But after being blocked by the ten elders for a long time, he couldn't help but be so angry that his face turned red, and his green tendons were swollen like earthworms hidden under his muscles.
"Hurry up and disperse!" the Great Elder said hurriedly, even if he tried his best to cultivate the ten of them, it would be difficult for him to be Yan Wudaunt's opponent. I'm afraid that as soon as the First Heavenly Emperor Bell is broken, everyone will no longer be able to contain Yan Wuxing. Therefore, the Great Elder was ready to sacrifice his life and detonate the Bell of the First Heavenly Emperor.
As the so-called ten people are connected, how could the rest of the elders not guess what the Great Elder was thinking at this moment. But even so, none of them dispersed, but once again increased the transmission of aura.
"Life and death together!" the nine elders said in unison, without the slightest hesitation.
"Good!" the Great Elder said with a sigh of emotion.
He formed a seal with both hands, gathering everyone's aura on the Bell of the Emperor of the First Heaven, and then on the Bell of the Emperor of the Heaven, a dazzling white light rose into the sky and broke into the clouds.
"You don't want to die!" Yan Wuxing knew that the ten elders were about to detonate the Primal Emperor Bell, and horror grew in his heart.
"We want your life!" the Great Elder said coldly and ruthlessly, Yan Wuxing wanted to take back Jiuding to protect himself, but although his movements were fast, the determination of the Ten Elders was even more fierce than him. With the Great Elder's thoughts, the sky-high white light quickly recovered, and time seemed to have stopped at this moment. Yan Wuxing looked at the spot of light compressed by the highly aura with fear on his face, and he couldn't wait to flee the scene.
Tick tock, the gears of time turn again. The Bell of the First Heavenly Emperor was detonated, and a shock wave that was enough to destroy all things shattered the entire heavenly dome, and the palace of the Chu State below was instantly razed to the ground by the devastating Gangfeng. The aftermath of the explosion returned to the earth, turning the ruins of the wall into powder.
By the time the turmoil subsided, the ten elders of the Yanwu Hall had fallen in a pool of blood, as if they were empty. The power of the explosion that they directly allowed their bodies to bear just now, if it weren't for their profound cultivation, I'm afraid that they would have already been blown into nothingness like this palace.
"Hahaha, you ants still dare to challenge Wang Wei!" Yan Wudauntless stood up from the ground with difficulty, his head was cracked at this time, covered in blood, and his charred hair was also stained with dirt ash. The power of the explosion was indeed amazing, and it could seriously injure the royal monk, but in the end, it could only stop there.
"And me!" Suddenly, a voice came, and Lu Buxi's figure reappeared out of nowhere, guarding in front of the Ten Elders.
Thanks to the sacrifice of the Ten Elders, he bought him enough time so that he could set up a great array of anti-king formations that could rival Yan Wudaunt.
Seal the Gods!
Lu Bushi pointed with his fingers, as if he was pointing at the country. Countless rune patterns appeared one after another, stopping around Yan Wuxing's body, and as the lines continued to increase, a golden cage between heaven and earth trapped Yan Wuxing in it. Yan Wuxing stepped forward and grabbed the cage bar with both hands, wanting to tear it off, but at this time, he found that no matter how much he urged his cultivation, he couldn't break this damn cage.
"Ding Lai!" Yan Wuxing, who was starting to get scared, summoned Jiuding again, wanting to smash the cage with the heirloom treasure.
How did you know that Jiuding at this time suddenly betrayed Yan Wuxing and disappeared into the Fengshen Array, not knowing where to go.
"Why is this happening?!" Yan Wudaunt said with a glare.
"Jiuding, if you meet a saint, it seems that you are not the saint he identifies. Lu Buji said, Jiuding's disappearance is really good.
Eight Desolate Soul Banner Array!
Lu Bu stood in the center of the large array and became the eye of the array, and the Bafang Banner responded to it, and the bright sky became gray, and the ghost wind was terrifying. The dagger-cut wound on his left hand cracked again, splashing with the wind.
The blood that flowed out gradually became a formation pattern in the sky, and Lu Buxi's face, which was still ruddy, began to turn white. The blood required for the sacrifice of the formation pattern is beyond imagination.
Just as the blood formation pattern in the sky was formed, an identical formation pattern appeared on the ground.
The two sides of heaven and earth reflect each other, producing a suction force that makes people tremble, and this suction force is not aimed at the human body, but at the human soul.
Initially, Qin Yun almost died in the Eight Desolate Soul Banner Array.
"The soul of the king must be very good~~" Lu Buyi changed his old righteousness, revealing a trace of evil and greed. (To be continued.) )