Chapter 129: A Sword of the Daomen
The ball of light is not big, only one zhang! However, the big knife that Zhanyu urged was actually bounced away by the black and white two-color light ball that appeared out of thin air, flew back upside down, and came to Zhanyu in an instant.
All this is said slowly, but in fact, it just happened in that breath! Dong Yuanyuan hugged Ye Chen's waist, which had lost most of it, and said in a trembling voice;
"Master, Yuanyuan will accompany you, even if it is death! To tell you the truth, in fact, when you first controlled Yuanyuan, I hated you. However, after a long time, Yuanyuan has fallen in love with you, really in love with you, you are the first person I Dong Yuanyuan loved, and the last person I Dong Yuanyuan loved. ”
I have to say that Dong Yuanyuan's time is really rare! Perhaps, this is the power of love. Ye Chen is the first man Dong Yuanyuan loves! Love someone, for some women, no matter what she was born in.
However, the first man she loved, the woman was willing to go to the trouble for him, even if it was death. Of course, this is also what some women are referring to, because in this deceitful world of cultivating immortals, there are very few women who can give their lives for true love.
But Dong Yuanyuan is this kind of woman! And at this moment, Zhanyu, who was in the void, showed a shocked look on his face. At the same time, he didn't hesitate, as soon as he grabbed the big knife, he rushed directly towards Ye Chen.
As soon as the big knife slashed at the black and white ball of light, Zhanyu felt a strong force attacking. This force is very fierce, even if it is him, his face has changed.
In the next moment, his body, like a ball, was directly bounced out. After flying more than 100 zhang, Zhanyu stabilized his body in the void! But as soon as he stabilized his figure, blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.
However, at this moment, suddenly Zhanyu's face turned a little pale, and it was still very ugly.
Because he found that there was a crack in the big knife in his hand. This big knife is his natal magic weapon. The natal magic weapon was damaged, although it was only slightly damaged.
However, the natal magic weapon is the only magic weapon that the monk uses for the cultivation of the dantian! The natal magic weapon and the monk are both heart-to-heart. Therefore, blood spilled from the corners of Zhanyu's mouth, which was normal.
Zhanyu stared at Ye Chen viciously, gritting his teeth and cracking his teeth;
"Ye Chen, you can't survive in the hands of my Zhanyu. Devoured by the dragon, destroy me. ”
The magic technique was used again, and the black dragon, which was twenty zhang long, turned into a black rainbow and rushed towards Ye Chen again. The result was the same, as soon as it collided, the black dragon was directly bounced away, thrown into the void, and actually exploded with a bang.
And now Zhanyu's face is as pale as paper! Because this is the second time he has used his magic skills, he is just a monk who has just stepped into the foundation building period, and the mana in his body is obviously limited.
"Ye Chen, I'm going to kill you!"
Although Zhanyu was very angry at this moment, he did not lose his mind! As soon as the words fell, he did not rush to attack, but hurriedly took out the spirit stone that exuded surging black qi and began to absorb the energy inside.
The stone in his hand, in this immortal cultivation world, is not called a spirit stone, but a magic stone. The use of magic stones and spirit stones is the same, and the value is also the same.
Three days later, Zhanyu's mana was already full, and his spirit was also full. At the same time, he waved the big knife in his hand, and one after another sword qi suddenly shot towards Ye Chen.
Every time it hits, there is a roaring sound. At the same time, the black and white ball of light will also shake. Zhanyu didn't use the magic spell anymore because it consumed too much mana.
Ye Chen's place, the current Zhanyu was a little unable to see through, so he was also a little scared, in case there was not much mana left in his dantian, and he could no longer maintain a magic technique.
And the other party, no matter what the other hand is, it is very likely that he will capsize in the gutter. Of course, in Zhanyu's opinion, Ye Chen used some anti-heaven treasure to protect him, and he was starting to repair his injuries.
Zhanyu dared to conclude that as long as he broke the black and white ball of light before the other party's injury healed, he would win. I have to say that Zhanyu is by no means an idle person.
It's just that now Ye Chen, he is in the realm of selflessness! For his injuries, he has long healed. Dong Yuanyuan hugged Ye Chen, and the pair of small jade hands kept stroking Ye Chen's face, as if they could never touch enough.
"One sword of the Daomen, one sword to cut the heavens and the earth, one sword to break through the eight wildernesses! One sword to cut reincarnation, one sword to punish the gods and Buddhas. ”
Ye Chen in the desert was still muttering those words in his mouth! Time passed bit by bit, and in a blink of an eye, time did not know how long it had passed. During this period, Ye Chen was muttering to himself.
It seemed that he was not only crazy, but also stupid! Because too much time had passed, his eyes were also confused at this moment, like a child who could not find his way home.
But at this moment, suddenly a golden light flashed from his pupils! The next moment, he raised his hand suddenly, and waved his hands again and again. With each wave, black and white runes emerged from his hands.
These runes, each of them, are half black, half white. And in his mouth, he muttered to himself;
"The avenue is boundless, the origin of the Tao, the Tao transforms all things, immortal and immortal, formless and imageless, without beginning and ...... end. Eight wildernesses and six combinations, six reincarnations, full of gods and Buddhas, a sword to break it. ”
As soon as his words fell, around his waiting body, black and white runes were filled. The number is so large and dense that it will be impossible to count it for a while.
But at this moment, suddenly his hands were raised and suddenly closed. And as soon as they were closed, the dense black and white runes were distorted, deformed, and fused with each other.
As soon as he closed his hands, between Ye Chen's hands, a giant sword with a length of a hundred zhang actually appeared. This sword has no hilt, only a blade, and the color of the sword is half black and half white.
"Daomen sword!"
But at this moment, after Ye Chen yelled, he suddenly raised his hand and slashed forward. The greatsword detached from his hand and slashed straight ahead.
Boom! A sword slashed more than ten zhang in front of him, and suddenly there was a roar, and I saw that on the desert, a crack more than 100 zhang long and three or four zhang wide appeared out of thin air. Dust and smoke are everywhere, and yellow sand is flying.
And as soon as the crack appeared, it continued to spread forward!
In an instant, the crack had reached a thousand zhang long and more than a hundred zhang wide! But even so, the Daomen sword was still spreading, ten thousand zhang, twenty thousand zhang ....... In less than three breaths, that crack, even with Ye Chen's eyesight, could not be seen at a glance.