Chapter 470: Blue Dragon Divine Bead
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The cold light of the sword blade was imprinted into Tan Hui's pupils.
"No!" Tan would let out a terrible scream, and his body flew backwards like a ghost.
On the black unicorn, a cold and cruel sneer flashed in Yu Ziqing's eyes, and the Taidou Sword in his hand passed through the Tan Hui mercilessly, leaving a little blood spilled into the night sky.
"Senior brother!" Tan Luo let out a terrible scream, and his eyes were red as he smashed the Flame Treasure Mountain in his hand towards Yu Ziqing.
On the black unicorn, Yu Ziqing stood majestically, his eyes calmly looking at the Flame Treasure Mountain that was roaring and pressing down, and the Taidou Sword in his hand was raised high, and the sword was even stronger!
Phew!
The sword slashed up and down, and the sword slashed across the night sky with a piercing sound, as if the night sky was split in half.
Boom.
The Taidou Sword slashed straight on top of the Flame Treasure Mountain, and the Flame Treasure Mountain shook violently, as if a mountain collapsed and the ground cracked, and it was suddenly split to reveal a crack faintly, and countless flying sand and stones with fierce flames splashed out from the Fire Treasure Mountain, roaring and exploding in all directions.
The screams kept sounding all around, but many disciples of the six major sects were hit by the flints that exploded in all directions, and the disciples who had cultivated a little lower were immediately killed or injured.
The Taidou Sword slashed through the Flame Treasure Mountain, and the sharp sword continued to slash forward towards Tan Luo without pausing.
A cold and fierce sword aura came towards him, and Tan Luo looked at Yu Ziqing, who was standing majestically on the black unicorn with a faint sneer on his face, and his eyes showed a look of disbelief.
He couldn't believe that someone could use a flying sword to slash his fierce Fire Treasure Mountain, and he didn't believe that he was about to die under this sword.
How could Tan Luo understand the mystery of the unity of body and sword, and how could he understand how terrifying the power of heaven and earth and stars would be when a sword could directly attract the power of heaven, earth and stars!
"No!" another mournful cry rang out.
A puddle of blood spilled into the night sky.
The second elder of the Penglai Immortal Sect, Tan Luo, died!
In the blink of an eye, the two Penglai Immortal Sect elders who tried to block Yu Ziqing's way all died, one after the other, and a chill quietly climbed up the disciples of the six major sects who were originally crazy, and the madness in their eyes unconsciously carried a trace of fear.
But the glory of the sect, the mission of being a disciple, still made the disciples of the six major sects forcibly suppress the fear that quietly surged in their hearts, and clamored to block Yu Ziqing's way.
Coldly looked at the overwhelming, dazzling magic weapon roaring, watching the continuous figures rising to the sky on the surface of the lake.
"Death to those who stand in my way!" Yu Ziqing snorted coldly again, and the Taidou Sword waved hundreds of zhang of sword light and slashed forward one sword after another.
Every sword is full of flesh and blood, and each sword harvests at least a few human lives, even the elder-level figures of the six major sects are no exception.
The black unicorn stepped on the thick dark clouds and smoke, and the thunder roared and kept stepping forward, and Yu Ziqing stood majestically on its back, leaving behind him a bloody road that exuded a strong smell of blood.
No one can block Yu Ziqing's way, and no one is his opponent with a sword!
As he got closer and closer to the middle of Qinghai Lake, more and more people died in the way that stood in the way of Yu Ziqing's advance.
The people on Qinghai Lake quietly decreased one by one, and the clamor became quieter and quieter.
When the last elder of the Six Great Sects, the Void Sword Void of the Tianshan Sword Sect, also turned into a ball of flesh and blood sprinkled into the night sky under Yu Ziqing's sword, the heavens and the earth suddenly quieted down, only Yu Ziqing stepped on the back of the black unicorn and moved forward steadily, only the black unicorn's nostrils spewed out thick smoke and fire from time to time.
For a long time, I don't know who shouted hysterically, on Qinghai Lake, the disciples of the six major sects who had always looked down on all living beings with their high eyes suddenly scattered in all directions, turned into Taoist streamers and swept in all directions, and disappeared into the vast night sky in a blink of an eye, never to see a single one.
On the magnificent Datong Mountain in the north, on the majestic Yueyue Mountain in the east, on the rolling Nanshan Mountain in Qinghai in the south, and on the majestic Rubber Mountain in the west, all the monks on the periphery of Qinghai Lake looked stupidly at the people of the six major sects fleeing in all directions.
A gust of wind blew, and a thick smell of blood hit my nose!
Everyone was full of excitement, cold hair, and looked at the monk who was stepping on the black unicorn like a behemoth with awe and fear, and slowly landed in the middle of Qinghai Lake.
With the power of one person, he wantonly slaughtered hundreds of people from the six major sects, and wiped out the twelve elder-level powerhouses who were only one step away from stepping into the Tribulation Period!
What a terrifying strength that makes people tremble from the depths of their souls, and what a heroic act that makes people's blood boil!
After this war, do the six major sects still dare to be so arrogant? Do they dare to despise the people of the world so much?
After this battle, all the cultivators in the world will remember such a person, a peerless powerhouse who stands on the back of a unicorn with a sword and proudly looks down on the world's strongest!
Yu Ziqing naturally didn't care what those cultivators thought of him, and when he saw that the people of the six major sects were scattered, he didn't chase and kill, and finally sank into the middle of Qinghai Lake with the black unicorn.
A vicissitudes, long-term, majestic, vast, and majestic breath emanates from the place where the blue light is swinging, filling the entire Qinghai Lake bottom.
Yu Ziqing stood on the back of the black unicorn, looking at the blue light world where countless huge shrimps, crabs, fish and turtles were swimming and patrolling, the blue light was a huge sphere, and a hundreds of zhang long blue light dragon coiled around it.
The expression on his face changed from stunned to ecstasy, and even his long, thin body trembled slightly.
"Qinglong Divine Bead! Oh my God, it is actually the Qinglong Divine Bead, one of the legendary innate artifact Four Elephant Divine Beads!" Rao is Yu Ziqing was once a Four Brahma Golden Immortal, and at this time, he also trembled his lips and muttered silently.
After muttering to himself like this for a while, Yu Ziqing suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, but his deep dark eyes revealed an incomparably cold murderous intent.
"Haha, do you think Lao Tzu is dead? Do you think that if you take away Lao Tzu's Vermilion Bird Divine Bead, you will be able to ascend to the sky in one step? You can stand on the pinnacle and look down on all sentient beings and enjoy the worship of all sentient beings? Wrong, you are wrong! Lao Tzu is still alive, Lao Tzu is not only alive, Lao Tzu has also been blessed by misfortune and refined into the Mud Pill Palace's Nine Turns Golden Pill, and now, Lao Tzu has also obtained the Green Dragon Divine Bead of the Four Elephant Divine Beads! Haha!"
Yu Ziqing laughed wildly, but tears as red as blood fell from his eyes that were incomparably cold and murderous.
Over the past year, he has fallen into the world, and Yu Ziqing seems to be free from the dust, living a nourishing and chic life. But back then, the immortal realm was defeated, and he was almost killed and his soul was scattered, leaving only a wisp of natal primordial god to escape into the nether realm, such shame, such hatred, how could Yu Ziqing, who once dominated the immortal realm and stood at the peak of the four Brahmas, really forget?
Whenever people are quiet in the middle of the night, he can't help but look back and think about what happened, and he can't help but feel a bone-eating hatred in his heart. After a year of careful reflection, although Yu Ziqing was not sure who had poisoned him, he already had a vague candidate in his heart, and he also understood what they were doing to him.
The Vermilion Bird Divine Bead, mainly for the Vermilion Bird Divine Bead, one of the Four Elephant Divine Beads, of course, there is also the Xianjia Cave Mansion left by the ancestor of the ten ancient demon gods, and the heavenly and earthly treasures accumulated by Yu Ziqing for countless years.
The Vermilion Bird Divine Bead was obtained by Yu Ziqing by chance before the retreat hit the Sanqing Heavenly Realm, but the Vermilion Bird Divine Bead is one of the four elephant divine beads of the innate artifact, and it cannot be refined and fused overnight. Yu Ziqing was in a hurry to impact the Sanqing Heavenly Realm at that time, and wanted to become the Sanqing Heavenly God and then slowly refining and fusing it, but he didn't expect to be attacked and killed, and only luckily there was only a wisp of the natal primordial god left to escape.
Yu Ziqing quickly stabilized his mood, and Sven's delicate face showed a calm and almost cold expression.
The dark and deep eyes fell back on the blue area in the middle of the bottom of Qinghai Lake.
In the Mud Pill Palace, the Nine Turns Golden Pill spun violently, forming terrifying whirlpools around it, and the whirlpools swept and swallowed the clumps of purple energy that lingered around it at an incredible speed.
The clusters of energy were all purple energy ingested in the first battle of Qinghai Lake, including the energy condensed by the lifelong cultivation of the twelve powerhouses of the Six Great Sects, and the rest were like the Cave Void Period, the Yuan Infant Stage, and so on.
The Nine Turns Golden Pill swept and swallowed these energy clusters so desperately and violently, and suddenly the Nine Turns Golden Pill swelled sharply, cracks opened on the surface, and waves of dazzling light like bomb explosions bloomed, and constantly made a loud crackling sound.
Yu Ziqing's calm, almost cold face began to show a look of pain, and sweat dripped down his forehead like rain.
There was a loud bang, and a dazzling purple light emitted from the Mud Pill Palace.
After the purple light, the Nine-Turn Golden Pill in the Mud Pill Palace, which was originally as big as a pigeon's egg, became the size of an egg.
In just such a short period of effort, the Nine Turns Jin Dan was forcibly broken through to the middle stage of Jin Dan by Yu Ziqing.
But the Nine Turns Golden Pill still didn't stop rotating, it still rotated rapidly, and its surface, which had already regained its smoothness and exuded a metallic luster, cracked again, making a crackling sound.
The Nine-Turn Golden Pill is like a balloon that has been blown up, continuing to grow in size.
"Shoot!" Yu Ziqing roared angrily at the sky, a little bit of bright red blood oozed from his fair skin, and a terrifying aura that was so powerful that it was extremely strong rushed away from him.
At this time, the third divine eye at the center of the eyebrows suddenly opened, shooting out a glow that was thicker and more dazzling than before.
The glow rushes towards the cyan area.
A dragon groan of Qingyue Xiong and the vicissitudes of life sounded from the bottom of the lake, and the blue light dragon, as well as all the green light and glow around it, turned into nothingness at the touch of a touch.
In the blink of an eye, the blue light disappeared, and even the countless huge shrimps, crabs, fish and turtles seemed to disappear out of thin air, revealing an empty and clear lake bottom, and a simple bead as big as marbles, quietly sinking into the sand and mud at the bottom of the lake, exuding a little dull cyan luster.
(To be continued)