Volume 1 Rain Hates and Clouds Chapter 125 Open Heaven (4)

Ji Ling said to Li Xuan before: Zhuyue is raining, also known as opening the sky. It is the only offensive spirit treasure among the five innate spirit treasures.

With the fusion of the two sword lights in the hands of Li Xuan and his hometown, the mid-air was like the Milky Way falling in the sky, burning the air everywhere he passed through!

Tian Xingzi looked at the two people who came together in front of him, and muttered incredulously in his eyes: Has it come to this point!?

His whole body was white and flying, and with the re-urging of Tianxingzi, the injury on his left shoulder had healed in the blink of an eye.

The next moment, the pure black qi condensed into a dark barrier in front of Tianxingzi, and he discarded the hilt of the sword, his palms were crystal clear, shooting out a jet-black halo that rushed into the sky, and the fluctuations revealed in it were palpitating.

He raised his eyes and snorted coldly, and his palms were sealed towards Li Xuan and his hometown in front of him respectively.

"Boom~"

The extremely oppressive qi was like thunder, and even the Northern Liang soldiers in the distance couldn't help but tremble.

Their expressions were full of horror, and they said suddenly, "Is this still human power......

At this moment, the sky is rioting and rumbling. Coupled with the lightning and thunder of the rain showers, this sound seemed to be about to collapse half of the Liangdu.

At the moment, the three of them are using genuine desperate means!

Although Piaoyu and Zhuyue had an innate restraint against the death qi of the alien race, after seeing the destructive aura exuded by Tianxingzi's body, Li Xuan still sighed in his heart.

After all, at the moment, his cultivation with his hometown is still too shallow!

He suddenly found that he had a lot of underestimation of the so-called Shenwu realm because of Yang Qingtian. The Tianxingzi in front of him is clearly similar to Yang Qingtian's realm, but the spiritual power fluctuations between the two are simply very different!

The hometown was obviously also aware of this fact, and the two of them gritted their teeth, for fear of leaking a trace of spiritual power, under the guidance of Li Xuan and the divine consciousness of the hometown, the yin and yang fish-like sword light fell towards the heavenly stars, and the power was unparalleled, shocking!

I saw that the streamer of the entire yin-yang fish spun rapidly again, and there were bursts of beeping sounds.

At the moment of contact, Tian Xingzi only felt that his chest was like being hammered, as if a majestic mountain was pressing down on him! He coughed up a mouthful of black blood, and his hands actually spread out, and the black light was overwhelming, and this blow was exactly what he was holding in his sleeve.

The next moment, Li Xuan and his hometown felt that the tip of their sword was greatly blocked, and they saw that two pitch-black spiritual power handprints were pinching the tip of the sword, and the aura of destruction in it made the sword unable to advance an inch again.

Even the yin and yang fish-like sword rays woven by the tips of the two swords in the air were rapidly dissipating and dimming......

The sharp edge of the explosive spiritual power made the sky tremble, Li Xuan gritted his teeth fiercely, the speed of the Rainy Sky Sutra almost broke his meridians, and he held back the blood coughed up in his throat, and he took half a step forward again in the void!

"Sneer~~" The sword light suddenly intensified. But even so, it still can't pierce the defense of Tianxingzi!

Li Xuan's eyes were filled with extreme horror, and he realized that he had underestimated Tianxingzi's cultivation too much before. He found that even if he was possessed by the spirit now, there was still a gap in spiritual power between him and the peak cultivators of the Divine Martial Realm!

"Puff~"

The anti-shock force from Tianxingzi's palm exploded violently, and it actually melted the sword light of the two inch by inch.

The yin and yang fish in the air quickly dimmed and was about to disappear. It seems that the next moment, the two of them will be hit by the stars, such a terrifying qi machine, if they are hit, the two of them will definitely die.

At this moment of extreme crisis, everyone in the audience heard an ethereal sigh in their ears: "Alas, ......"

Li Xuan was shocked in his heart, there was an endless desolation in the woman's words, and she actually made herself a little distracted. This sigh seemed to come from the Nine Shadows, through the long river of time, and into his ears. This voice seemed to shock Li Xuan's spirit, and there was an incomparably familiar feeling filling his heart!

Immediately after, Li Xuan only felt a warmth in his arms, and the strange portrait emitted a golden light, which independently merged into the sword light in his hometown, only to see that the pattern of the yin and yang fish in the air instantly became overwhelming, and in an instant, the diffuse sword light skyrocketed to a radius of 100 zhang!

In an instant, the entire mid-air became a sea of golden spiritual power!

"Boom!"

Tianxingzi's hands were completely shattered into powder by the golden light just the moment they touched!

His eyes were full of fear, at this moment, he really wanted to retreat, and he didn't want to die. However, Tianxingzi was horrified to find that this golden light instantly changed into hundreds of millions, and thousands of strands enveloped his retreat.

"Xiu Xiu Xiu~" The continuous sharp edge came out of the body, and Tian Xingzi's body was covered with dense thin holes, and his proud majestic death qi defense could not block the slightest golden light, and the boundless sword qi seemed to be able to cut through the sky.

Li Xuan's heart was shocked, and he found that after the tip of the sword lost its barrier, at this time, he finally submerged the Drifting Rain Sword into Tianxingzi's chest.

Stretching out his hand, he saw that the sword qi on the tip of the sword instantly exploded in the middle of Tianxingzi's heart!

Tian Xingzi, who had lost his arms, looked down at the Drifting Rain Sword that had submerged in his chest, and realized that the dead qi in his body was being devoured rapidly, and his face turned pale and smiled bitterly. There was a feeling of powerlessness in his brain, Tian Xingzi only felt that his consciousness had fallen into a blur, he never dreamed that he would die here!

The black blood in his mouth gushed out like a tide, and the wisps of golden light were still eating the meridians of Tianxingzi, obviously at this moment, he had completely let go of the control of the injuries in his body.

Tian Xingzi shook his head, with a strange expression on his face, he was about to die, but instead looked at Li Xuan with calm and deep eyes, the white beard on his chin trembled slightly, and sighed with a miserable smile: "Li Xuan, it's too late......"

With the continuous overflow of the alien dead qi in his body, Tianxingzi has gradually lost his vitality, his eyes are half-squinted, and the whole person involuntarily slowly falls from a hundred zhang high in the air, with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, I don't know what he is thinking, and whispers softly: "The prophecy of the ages, how can it be easily changed because of manpower......

After that, under the encirclement of infinite golden light, a black rain of blood exploded in the air and fell to the ground one after another.

The golden sword light in the sky suddenly dissipated, and the pattern of the yin and yang fish gradually collapsed, and a clear scene appeared in the air.

This battle has destroyed ten streets in Liangdu, and even the ground under the feet of Li Xuan and his hometown has sunk into a deep pit with a radius of 100 zhang.

Li Xuan only felt a burning in his chest, and hurriedly found out the portrait that was very similar to his hometown.

Accompanied by the sound of sparks, Li Xuan was surprised to witness that in the four lines of words behind the portrait, the handwriting in the first column was slowly turning into powder and dissipating with the wind!

Even the face of the woman in the portrait was a little darker.

(See Chapter 86 of this book for details of the four lines.) )