Eternal Sacred King Chapter 217: Anomaly matchup
"Hao Yu, Wen Xuan has treated you badly, and the sect is wrong with you? You give me a reason to betray the sect!"
Wen Xuan turned around, trembling lightly, anger, surprise, incomprehension...and deep disappointment flashed in his eyes. Le-wen
Elder Chen's betrayal failed to defeat Wenxuan.
Feng Haoyu's betrayal caused a huge blow to Wen Xuan's mind!
While Feng Haoyu was still in the condensing state, Wen Xuan asked the Sovereign to teach Feng Haoyu's ethereal sword in advance.
Among the Inner Sects, apart from the three major inheritance disciples, Feng Haoyu is the only foundation-building monk who has mastered the three secret arts of mathematics!
"Betrayal?"
Feng Haoyu sneered and said, "I was not a person from Misty Peak. I worshipped Misty Peak because of the three secret arts. In other words, Feng Haoyu never regarded you as a master! "
"The evildoer!"
Wen Xuan said coldly: "Today I will kill you!"
"Old dog, let's talk if you can survive." Feng Haoyu sneered.
Suddenly!
The two elders beside Wen Xuan exclaimed: "Be careful!"
Elder Yu and another sect elder shot at the same time, intercepting two flying swords.
Huh! call!
At this moment, Peng Yue, the Jindan real person standing beside the blood-robed youth, suddenly stepped forward, his expression cold, and the nearby spiritual power surged wildly.
Just around Peng Yue, a strangely condensed dark gust of wind, whizzing past, whirring, and dust covering the sky.
Seeing this scene, Elder Yu's expression changed drastically.
The pupils of the other sect elder shrank sharply and moved slightly slowly. The flying sword was swept in by the black wind, and the sound of countless fine sand beating on the sword sounded.
Ding jingle!
Crack!
Almost in the blink of an eye, the flying sword shattered, with dim aura, and fell from mid-air.
The top grade flying sword, in this black wind, can't even take a breath!
Seeing this scene, Su Zimo was shocked.
Elder Yu's face is ugly, and he slowly said: "The golden core vision, the black wind!"
"So this is the Golden Core Vision."
Su Zimo is secretly speechless.
Although he has heard of the horror of the Golden Core Vision, it is the first time he has seen it now.
Among the real golden cores, there are very few who can cultivate golden core visions.
With the golden core vision, almost all the golden core real people who have no vision can be crushed!
Whether it is in the condensing state, foundation building, or golden core state, the source of power is spiritual energy and spiritual power, and spiritual skills are used for cultivation and fighting.
The golden core vision is the ultimate spirituality!
In the spiritual arts, the vision is called honor!
So, in the Nascent Soul Realm, those who have the vision of the golden core are the most powerful real people of the golden core.
"Die to me!"
Peng Yue's voice was cold, his sleeves waved, and the black wind condensed a huge whirlpool, as if an ancient beast opened its huge mouth and instantly swallowed the elder of the misty peak into it.
Wen Xuan wanted to help, but it was too late.
Crack!
The amulet urn on the elder of the sect shattered instantly.
"Ah!"
There was a creepy cry.
Under the blowing of the black wind, the flesh and blood of this sect elder began to collapse, and within a few breaths, there was only a dark skeleton left with no vitality.
"Ah!"
Another scream came.
A real Jindan on the side of the Blood Crow Palace was suddenly hit by a ball of raindrops, and countless blood holes were suddenly created all over his body.
The man was battered with sores, his eyes were dim, he fell from mid-air, and he could not survive.
Tick to tick!
Until this time, everyone heard the sound of raindrops falling.
The more dense, the clearer, the more hurried!
Where does the rain come from?
People follow the prestige.
I saw that around Wenxuan, there was a sudden pouring rain, pouring down.
The raindrops are as long as a sword, exuding an extremely sharp edge!
The golden core vision, the misty sword rain!
Under the vision of Wenxuan's golden core, the real golden core of Blood Crow Palace was also unable to fight back and fell on the spot!
Seeing that the other party had ten real Jin Dan, and even Elder Chen rebelled, Wen Xuan always remained calm, because he was perfect in the Jin Dan, and he cultivated the Jin Dan vision.
Even if the opponent has ten Jindan real people, Wenxuan will also have this confidence that everyone will be killed here in the future!
This is the power of the Golden Core Vision!
Now, when Peng Yue also showed the golden core vision, Wen Xuan realized that the situation was not right.
To be precise, it is extremely severe, life and death are at stake!
As a golden core spirit demon, Yu Fei had a calm expression, and a young man with a blood robe protected him and landed on the ground.
The blood-robed youth smiled coldly and waved: "Cut the battlefield, Peng Yue, you will kill the remaining two Jindan real people in the air as soon as possible, and give us the other foundation-building monks."
"Yes!"
Peng Yue, who was in mid-air, nodded in answer.
On the ground, the hundreds of foundation-building cultivators in the Blood Raven Palace were murderous, bypassing Yu Fei and the young man in the blood-robed robe, and slew towards the many disciples of Misty Peak!
"Don't love to fight, break through as soon as possible and notify the sect!"
Seeing this scene, Wen Xuan shouted and decisively passed the order.
At this time, he and Elder Yu lacked the ability to do so.
The so-called cutting battlefield of the blood-robed youth, in fact, is to let Peng Yue and other Jindan real people drag Wen Xuan and others in mid-air, and kill the two!
And the foundation-building monks fight on the ground.
In this way, whether it is the battlefield of the Golden Core Realm or the battlefield of the Foundation Realm, the Blood Raven Palace is in full control of the situation.
"Breakthrough?"
The young man in the blood-robed robe looked up to the sky and laughed, and said: "Don't be whimsical, today I don't plan to let you leave here, no one can leave!"
Boom! boom! boom!
At this moment, Peng Yue's bone-cutting black wind and Wen Xuan's misty sword rain collided with each other, and a loud noise erupted.
Two completely different powers of vision competed in mid-air with a terrifying momentum.
The golden core visions of the two are not much different in power, and it is difficult to distinguish the superior from the other in a short time.
Besides Peng Yue, there are nine Jindan real people in the Blood Crow Palace.
And beside Wen Xuan, only the elder is left.
"Kill!"
Elder Chen yelled, and acted without mercy.
Elder Yu gritted his teeth and resisted desperately, but fell into a disadvantage in a flash, stretched out, and was in danger repeatedly, and could die at any time.
Seeing this scene~IndoMTL.com~ Wen Xuan made a long roar, running the golden core crazily, and the spiritual power poured into the vision!
Wow!
Wen Xuan's sleeve robes waved, rolling up an endless rain of swords, covering Elder Chen and others.
"Looking for death!"
Peng Yue gave a cold snort, and the black wind roared in, almost forming a tornado one after another, sucking all the falling sword rain into it.
Puff! puff! puff!
The power of the two visions collided and fought again, entangled together, becoming more intense.
Wen Xuan's face is pale, and his figure is shaking.
At this moment, he is equal to himself, fighting against ten Jindan real people!
Furthermore, among the ten real Jin Dan, one has a Jin Dan vision!
He can't last long. (To be continued.)