Chapter 1642: The Demon Knife of Rebellion
"How can this be?" Seeing this scene, Zhong Yuan couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded. ,!
"It's o! There are still most remnants of the forbidden law here, obviously, if you haven't entered, how can there be nothing?"
"Could it be that the Great Luo Divine Monarchs of this sect escaped the catastrophe and took all their own disciples out?" Zhong Yuan guessed.
"It's also possible, Bi Jing, that calamity is aimed at the Da Luo Divine Monarch who will be promoted to the supreme level, and the other entries are just incidental, if you have already realized and escaped, it is not impossible!" Ye Bin said the time path.
"Let's go, let's go and have a look elsewhere!" Zhong Yuan couldn't help but have a wry smile on his face, "I thought that here, I would be able to cultivate well, but I didn't expect that I would have to go somewhere else to find treasures!"
As he spoke, Zhong Yuan walked towards another nearby palace.
Ye Bin, followed closely.
The two joined forces to attack, and in a moment, this palace was also destroyed. When they entered, they found that it was as they had expected, empty and empty.
"There's no way, I can only go to other places to meet the opportunity! Hopefully, there are other sects near here!" Zhong Yuan sighed when he saw this
Shuraism, the Chamber of Secrets.
Above the main hall, one hundred and ten crystal coffins are arranged in three rows.
In the front row, there are only three people, but the bodies inside are immaculate, just like before they were alive, as if they did not fall at all, but slept inside.
zhongyāng in a row, there are twenty-five mouths. Some of the corpses are mutilated, or they are missing heads, or they are missing hearts, or they have broken arms, and so on, and so on.
In the last row, there were 88 people. However, the ones lying in here basically can't be called corpses, because they are so mutilated, most of them only have a head or an arm. If it weren't for the fact that these broken parts have obvious incongruities with each other, I'm afraid that everyone who sees them will think that one has been dismembered and divided into so many pieces.
In the sky above this row of zhongyāng, a black lotus bloomed in the void, and above, an incomparably young monk sat cross-legged.
This monk is extremely handsome, and his face is as perfect as a slashing knife, like a sculpture. It's just that its lips are slightly thin, which makes it look a little cruel.
At this moment, the monk's eyes were closed, and his hands were holding a seal, like a lotus flower, opening and closing. Between opening and closing, in the row of crystal coffins below, wisps of black sè strange things came out, rising, like a hundred rivers converging into the sea, pouring into the lotus, merging with each other, becoming condensed, and then being sucked into the body.
On its body, the breath is agitated, surging, and surging, like waves crashing on the reef, wave after wave, never stopping.
Suddenly, the monk opened his eyes, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and the void in front of him was distorted, and a ripple rippled by, and a scene of light and shadow appeared in front of his eyes.
That light and shadow is nothing else, it is the scene where Zhong Yuanzhen's body enters the forbidden path of the Thousand Miles God and tempers his physical body.
Seeing this, this monk unconsciously stopped cultivating, and his eyes lit up, "It's really perfect, and he already has a physical body of this level in the middle of the golden immortal peak, and the future is absolutely limitless."
I have embarked on the path of rebellion, and the law of power has no chance, but if I can capture this kid and train him into a puppet, I can kill two birds with one stone!
"Uhhh
Zhong Yuan was about to urge the light to leave the place of this sect, and suddenly, a sword light slashed out from the void, without the slightest sign, and it was directly facing the door.
At this moment, Zhong Yuan retreated violently when he couldn't make a mistake, and he dodged the slash of this knife stiffly.
The sword light sliced through the void with a loud bang.
"Good boy, I really have some skills. It's a pity that you ran into me today, and you are unlucky!
Accompanied by a clear voice, the black sè magic knife that suddenly came out of the void was shocked, and the sword light burst out one after another, like a peacock opening the screen, and in an instant, it slashed all over the eight directions where Zhong Yuan was.
When it was, the dome shattered, the earth shattered, and became pieces of glass.
Subsequently, turning around and turning over, Zhong Yuanzhi felt as if he had changed sides, which was extremely awkward. In the face of the slashing sword light, he obviously greeted the general, but as if he was facing an illusion, he grabbed a void and let the sword light slash on his body.
However, Zhong Yuan's body was already very strong to a very terrifying degree, and those sword lights slashed at it, but they only left extremely fine white marks, and nothing else.
And this white mark is also fleeting, and soon, it will disappear without a trace.
"Mess with the sun!"
With another shout, the sword light changed again, and there were only two left, one black and one white, one left and one right, slashing at Zhong Yuan's two arms!
Zhong Yuan, naturally, raised his hand to greet the general. However, it was a strange discovery that his own fierce white elephant battle fist was an inexplicable change, as if it was beautiful and dancing, soft and weak. Not to mention that it's going to shake the knife light, it's like sending it to the door to cut it.
Where did Zhong Yuan not know, at this time, the other party's extremely strange sword technique was a ghost, and in such a situation, Zhong Elemental was always powerful to break it, and at this moment, it would naturally be no exception.
Just now, he used the White Elephant Battle Fist, and he was already going all out, but he was still guided by the opponent's knife technique. At that time, Zhong Yuan understood that the other party's cultivation was above his own. At this time, where did he dare to have reservations, when it was, his body shook, the points around his body opened, and more than 10,000 laws of force, like ten thousand dragons, rushed out in unison, and the sound of the dragon's groan resounded through the ground.
Ten thousand dragons, the void was entangled, and in an instant, it condensed into a long-handled battle axe, the axe was seven feet long, the blade was eight inches wide, the cold light was cold, and the edge was extremely sharp.
Exactly: the Axe of Death!
Zhong Yuan held the axe of the god of death, facing the sword light, and slashed out of thin air, "crackling-" There was a sound like a glass cracking, and the entire world built by the knife method collapsed, and the sharp edge was directly slashed on the sword light.
"Smack-"
There was a crisp sound, and when it was, the two sword lights shattered.
The axe of the god of death, without diminishing a single bit, slashed through the void and opened a passage, and at the end of the passage, crystal coffins were everywhere. On top of the crystal coffin, a young monk in black robe sits. In the monk's hand, my ruler-long black scimitar.
On top of this black sè scimitar, a faint black sè aura lingers, like a cloud of smoke changing.
This black sè breath, Zhong Yuan is no stranger to it, it is the black gas that made him suffer a little loss before, and finally, he was subdued by the Yin Yang Second Gas Cylinder.
Zhong Yuan took a step and walked to the secret room, in front of the Black Lotus. With a movement of his arms, the massive axe slashed head-on.
Its strength is thousand, the wind and thunder, and the momentum is like a bamboo!
However, in the face of such a fierce attack, the black-robed monk still did not panic in the slightest, with a faint smile on his face, and said, "I didn't expect you to actually practice the Law of Force to such a state, good, good, very good!
As he spoke, the black-robed monk waved the small knife in his hand, and a long river of black sword light surged out and greeted him straight.
"Poof—"
The black sè knife light, like a dream bubble, shattered the moment it was contacted, without the slightest power to resist.
However, the shattered sword light was not annihilated, but turned into thousands of black silk threads, attached to the Kaiyao God Axe.
In an instant, the axe of the god of fire shook, and the momentum of the chopping came to an abrupt end.
It's not that Zhong Yuan wants to stop and leave the black-robed monk alive. Instead, the axe in his hand was out of control. Although it is not completely out of control, it is impossible to be like an arm and finger like an ordinary time, and there is even a risk of self-injury.
"The law of chaos!"
"Confusion!"
Seeing that Zhong Yuan was holding the axe in both hands and trying his best to control it, the black-robed monk showed a smug smile on his face.
At this moment, in his ears, he heard a female voice: "Close!"
"Hula-"
A wind whistle sounded, and the black-robed monk looked down at it, but found that the Rebellion Demon Knife in his hand was taken by the treasure bottle in the hand of a peerless woman.
"Look for death!" "The Reverse Chaos Demon Knife is not a real magic weapon, but the condensation of the essence of the supernatural power, it can be said that it is the root of the black-robed monk, this one is lost, at that time, there is no calm appearance of sitting firmly on the Diaoyu Tai, when it is, he rushed up and grabbed towards Ye Bin.
Its hands formed claws, each of which hung down five black rays of light, like chains, intertwined into a net.
"It's really looking for death!" At this time, Zhong Yuan also snorted coldly, and above his head, a six-hole roulette rose up, and the six sè rays of light, like light and rain, fell on the Kaixiao Divine Axe.
When it was, there was a loud earthquake, the god axe was opened, and the Shenhua skyrocketed, and the black sè breath that lingered on it was all gone, and there was no trace left.
At this moment, Zhong Yuan swung his axe again, and the axe light fell, like a mountain and a sea, and pressed down towards the black card monk.
The vast and boundless qi machine, in an instant, crushed the lotus platform under the seat of the black-robed monk.
"How is it possible? How can your combat power increase so much?"
The black-robed monk's question was not answered. All that responded to him was the falling axe.
"Gah-"
The bones around the black-robed monk were shattered inch by inch, and the flesh and blood were almost pulpy, but he still maintained his basic body and did not die immediately.
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