Chapter 122: The Might of the Ghost Mother
"Junior is rude!" chisel snorted, like a kite with a broken line, he was hit by the edge of this sword qi, and flew obliquely, slamming into a cliff behind him, and his solid body was deeply embedded in it......
The crow is slightly better, after all, it has suffered a loss in the hands of Zhuge Hong, and since the beginning of its appearance, he has never dared to underestimate these so-called ants, but even so, he was still forced to retreat by the fierce sword qi.
Beichen Yu looked excited: "Uncle Taishi has broken through?!"
Everyone was also puzzled in their hearts, and at this moment, Elder Ximen's voice came into Beichen Yu's ears, "Remember this sword, and then ...... Just get out of here!"
Beichen Yu was sad in his heart, Uncle Tai may have touched the opportunity to break through, but he was too old and a little weak in succession, so he used this sword, not only to create a chance for them to leave, but also to show him the mystery of this sword, and pinned the hope of breaking through to the legendary realm on him. Thinking of this, his gaze began to become firm, and he looked up, no longer caring about it.
Elder Ximen was full of sword qi, exuding dazzling light, as if the morning sun was beginning to appear, and the bright aura shone obliquely from the peak of ten thousand miles at his feet, transforming into a circle of colorful brilliant light. The dense sword qi passed through the strings of brilliant light, and the sword light burst out, and then suddenly converged into a rolling red light, rushing into the nine heavens.
"Phew! Firmament Sword Qi!" Elder Ximen looked up to the sky and roared, the sword was swallowed, and it spewed out more than ten zhang long again, like a neon glow piercing the sky, dancing in the morning glow.
"Xiu Xiu" sounded, and the sword that already contained the rhyme of the Tao collided with the two giant demons, the flames flew, and the golden snakes danced in all directions.
The whole void exploded and the waves of air flew up.
Beichen Yu remembered this sword deeply in his heart, worshiped with tears, and turned around for a long time, "Let's go!"
The sparse figures began to turn into streamers and head towards the hinterland of the Central Plains. The future may be uncertain, but at this moment, they are all fierce and fierce, because of Elder Simon's self-sacrifice, and because of those so-called primeval giant demons, but Erer.
Maybe even Zhuge Hong would not have thought that at the beginning of the catastrophe, some people began to comprehend the mystery of the legendary realm, and he would not have expected that the crow he had blocked the sword sky would be planted in the hands of humans again.
Elder Ximen sent out that sword, and if he was to kill himself, the realm of legends, that is, the first realm that began to touch Dao Yun, had strict requirements for the strength of the physical body. What Dao Yun is, it is still a new word for this cultivation realm, but it will not be unfamiliar to the two demons of the Crow. This kind of source of the most fundamental power in heaven and earth can be called the mystery of the law, the essence of all Dao, even if Elder Ximen touches only a wisp, but it cannot be easily underestimated. There are three thousand avenues, each of which has its own mysteries, and in terms of swordsmanship, the strong aggressiveness is doomed, and the sword of Ximen is enough to make the two demons suffer.
Chisel Tooth scolded angrily as he had just broken free from the cliff, and in front of him was a flower, his chest was as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer, and he was pushed into the sky by the surging sword qi when he landed. Sweeping from the corner of his eye, the mountains exploded, the grass and trees flew sideways, and the entire Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion no longer existed, and countless sawdust and gravel shot up like a dense rain, grazing his own body protection air shield and flying by. His realm is extremely high, like the crow, and he is also the peak of the nine-story building of the Dao realm, and in ancient times, he was also known as the Dao Jun, and he was a monarch-like figure. Unexpectedly, he was sealed in the stele for many years, and his cultivation was worn out, and he was even hit by several extremely fierce iron nails, which penetrated the body protection air cover, shot into his arms and thighs, and blood beads splashed.
And the Stygian Raven had already used his natal true fire, although these attacks turned into flying ashes as soon as they touched his Netherworld True Fire, but he watched Beichen Yu and the others leave, and he screamed in anger. He has a very keen insight into treasures, and he can see clearly that the huge amount of cultivation materials of this faction are in the hands of that stinky kid, and this time, wouldn't he make a wedding dress for the other party in vain!
By the time the dust settled, Elder Ximen had already sat down in the void and fallen into the nameless abyss, but the two demons looked at each other, and each of them was on guard, and a vicious battle seemed to be inevitable. Unexpectedly, at this moment, the ink clouds rolled and surged in layers, as if there were countless hideous demon beasts galloping and jubilant, and like a huge black hand pressing down heavily on the top of the heavenly demon's head.
The true fire of the Netherworld burst into flames, and the great power of Gengjin soared. Under the crisis, the two demons tacitly chose to cooperate.
It's just that the enemy is too fierce, and everywhere he goes, the figures fly and fall, screaming miserably, and no one can compete with him.
"What a person!" the two crows were terrified.
"Giggles. The ink clouds dispersed, and the wind god Xiao Zhuying appeared in front of the two demons.
"You~~~~~~ you ~~~~~~" Although the crow was planted in the hands of humans twice, he did not take the current cultivation realm into his eyes, but the human woman in front of him made him feel like an abyss and a sea.
Xiao Zhuying grinned and was not in a hurry to make a move.
Chiseled teeth saw her smile lightly, her jade skin was like snow, like a spotless fairy, and she felt a dry mouth for a while.
The crow knew about this chiseled tooth, and immediately snorted coldly, waking the other party up.
"Xiao Zhuying" still looks harmless to humans and animals, and her good-looking eyes look the two demons up and down.
"Who are you and what do you want to do!" Chisel was jealous in his heart, although he was lustful, but at that time, he had just escaped from trouble, and life and death were in danger, but he didn't have this idea, but there seemed to be an inexplicable force in the other party, which made him unconsciously attracted.
"There are two followers missing in this seat, I think you are okay!" Xiao Zhuying smiled faintly.
The second demon was furious, although he knew that the cultivation of the person in front of him was unfathomable, but he was able to cultivate to the realm of the Dao Monarch, he was all arrogant, how could he be willing to be someone else's follower, not to mention, this hateful woman actually said that it was "okay", it was simply too much of a deception.
"What, not convinced?" Xiao Zhuying seemed to see through their minds and smiled.
"Hmph, then it depends on whether you have the ability to do this!" The two crow demons glanced at each other and shot at the same time.
"Xiao Zhuying" snorted coldly, waved his hand, and a black mist appeared, and after a while, a sword immortal walked out of it.
The two demons who came to the slaughter were startled at the same time, and shouted in a lost voice: "Ghost, you are the ghost mother!"
Although Zhuge Hong had told the existence of the Crow Ghost Mother before he came, he was lucky, but he never expected to meet it.
The ghostly sword immortal, if Zhuge Hong was here, he would be able to recognize that it was the sword sky of the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion. As for the Sikong Zen Master of Qianxia Mountain, he has already been martyred in the tomb of the heavenly ghosts.