History’s Best Reincarnation: Episode 472: Supreme Demon Lord, Peerless Zhu Xian!
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The heavens and the earth are solemn, and the sword energy is vertical and horizontal!
The vast wilderness!
Like thunder, like lightning, the infinite sword glow descended from the sky, surrounded from all directions!
The Optimus Sword Pillar pierced through the void, cutting out a boundless moat, an insurmountable boundary between heaven and earth. [Full text reading]
It's gone.
The sword rain gradually stopped.
Among the vast sky and the void, He saw the Qingtian Sword Pillar slashing down from the air, in an instant, the Immortal Jade Formation was shaken, while the universe was shaking, Zhang Xiaofan, the leader of the formation opened his mouth, and a gust of blood spurted wildly.
"Is it unbearable at this level? It seems that I think highly of you." Shen Shen said, with Jiang Chen holding the sword in his hand, the supreme demon power was powerful, filling the wilderness, the four seas, and the void around the universe.
Although Zhang Xiaofan was injured, he didn't see defeat, let alone fear: "Who says I can't hold on anymore, I can definitely defeat you!" Enduring the pain, he let out a clear whistle, raised his arms, and filled the sky The sword energy trembled, and he said solemnly: "Take the move!"
"It's just futile, because you have an upper limit, but I don't!" Jiang Chen responded calmly, and the words fell, and the Chilin Excalibur floated in front of him. Peiran's sword intent roared out, and the surrounding void suddenly stagnated. The inexplicable power and condensed sword intent spread across the world, filling the universe.
Looking at the sky, beyond the radiance of the Jade Immortal Sword Formation, the sky suddenly dimmed, and black clouds rushed from all directions, quickly gathering around Jiang Chen.
"How much magic power does the demon master have left?" Zhang Xiaofan's face was serious, but he didn't feel any panic: "Don't forget, you have a time limit, but I don't!"
Each of them broke through the opponent's limit, and without speaking, the two of them urged each other to reach their peak state.
The majesty of the vast world, the endless black clouds gather, flow into the sea like a river, flow and gather into the Chilin Excalibur in front of Jiang Chen, and then, the sword trembles, and the high-pitched sound of the sword soars to the sky And then, faster and faster, more and more dense, people can't help but feel that their heartbeat is also accelerating, faster and faster, and in the end it seems to burst open. The monks of the two ways of good and evil couldn't resist it anymore, so they had to sit on the ground, struggling to resist.
The sound of the sword was like a dragon's chant, and the Scarlet Lin Excalibur hovered in front of Jiang Chen, emitting a dazzling crimson light.
Zhang Xiaofan took a deep breath, forced himself to stabilize his fluctuating mood, and then slowly held the ancient Zhu Xian sword across his chest. Dazzling white rays of light continuously flashed from the ancient sword of Zhu Xian, not only covering the ancient sword itself, but also covering Zhang Xiaofan's entire right arm holding the sword.
"Zhu Xian, kill God!"
With a deep voice, like a yellow bell and a big drum, the tone was deep, and it spread rumblingly, I saw Zhang Xiaofan's evil spirit flickering between his brows, without further words, the sword formula was introduced, and the sword energy danced all over the sky. launch.
But he heard the sound of the golden drum clanging suddenly, from far to near, suddenly, seven colorful lights flew up from the ancient sword Zhuxian, and went straight into the sword formation in the sky, and suddenly the sky was full of strange lights, and the sword The shadows condensed into seven huge single-color sword formations in a blink of an eye, pointing directly at Jiang Chen as before.
Gu Pan, his expression still indifferent, Jiang Chen slowly stretched out a hand, put his five fingers together, and gently grabbed the hilt of the Scarlet Lin Excalibur.
In an instant, the heavens, the earth, the universe, and the emptiness of the universe all inexplicably entered an unspeakable silence, complete silence, silently waiting for the coming storm.
Zhang Xiaofan let out a long cry, like a mountain eagle soaring into the sky, straight up to the sky, at the sound of the whistle, white light surged, Zhu Xian swayed, the huge Zhu Xian sword formation roared, countless single-color air swords slowly turned their heads, aimed at Jiang Chen.
A moment later, in the long-quiet sky, there was another "whoosh" sound of piercing through the sky, followed by the overwhelming sound of piercing the sky, and countless Zhuxian Qi swords slashed forward and backward Tianji rushed towards Jiang Chen with an incomparable evil spirit and killing intent, and in the blink of an eye, the first wave of purple air sword phalanx had already rushed to him.
Jiang Chen flipped his hand and waved the Chilin Excalibur in his palm. In an instant, the light of the sword spread out, creating a light-quality sword curtain. They couldn't advance an inch, and with Jiang Chen's slight shock, they quickly lost their color and disappeared one after another.
But Zhang Xiaofan was determined to fight for his life. As the sword array turned, it was like a long river raging and turbulent. The huge colored main sword in the sky kept separating more and more small qi swords, and more and more qi swords were in ancient times. Sword Zhuxian and Zhang Xiaofan's downwards turned into endless sword rain, each Qi sword carried the evil spirit of Zhuxian, majestic and majestic, wave after wave, like thunder, like lightning, they all rushed towards Jiang Chen.
On the other hand, Jiang Chen is an ancient monument standing in the endless river of sword energy. Facing the baptism of the crazy sword array like a storm, he is not afraid at all. The sky and the endless sword rain were all cut off by him in mid-air and scattered between the sky and the earth.
Zhang Xiaofan couldn't hold it for a long time, his body couldn't stop shaking, his mouth spurted out bright red blood, bit by bit, it seemed that it fell on the ancient sword Zhu Xian.
The sky and the earth were instantly dead silent.
The Zhuxian sword array in the sky seemed to be affected as well. It swayed and swayed for a while, and the sword shadows all over the sky were turbulent, but finally stopped still. It's just that I don't know if it's because the true Fa has been damaged. The Immortal Execution Sword Formation was overwhelming. At this moment, the coverage area has been reduced by more than half.
Wiping off the blood at the corner of his mouth, Zhang Xiaofan looked at the palm of his hand, the dark red blood was flowing on the palm, the corner of his mouth twitched, as if he was smiling wryly, then he raised his head silently, looked up to the sky, the strange light of the ancient Zhu Xian sword reflected Suddenly, there was a strange expression on his face.
"The patriarchs of Qingyun sect, master, mistress, master Wan......" Zhang Xiaofan said suddenly, but the tone of his words was low and slightly sad, saying: "Please bless the disciples, and defeat the strong Enemy, protect Shenzhou!" While speaking, he suddenly drew the sword formula with his left hand, and directly swiped at the ancient Zhuxian sword in front of his chest.
White light was shining, suddenly red light flickered, I saw Zhang Xiaofan's left hand entered into the white light, and when he came out again, blood was flying, but although his face was pale, there was no trace of pain, his left hand swiped swiftly, in the void Zhiji drew a weird pattern, and the blood dripping from his finger did not fall downwards, but condensed in mid-air as he waved his hand gestures, vividly revealing this pattern.
A bright red, **** Tai Chi pattern!
As Zeng Shushu said, this battle is not only a decisive battle, but also a deadly battle. Only by defeating the powerful enemy in front of us can we save the land of China. The dark red blood, carrying his faith, quickly began to flow on the Tai Chi Diagram, becoming brighter and brighter, almost like ruby, and the Tai Chi Diagram itself began to rotate rapidly, and immediately, Zhu Xian's sword pierced through Tai Chi, At the same time, he roared and shouted:
"God! Machine! Print!"
He shouted wildly, every time he drank a word, in the clear sky, above the calm blue sky, there was a loud thunder, earth-shattering, an awe-inspiring force descended from the sky, invisible but seemed to have quality, Go through the top. Where the strong wind blows, under his feet, above the vast land, the huge Qingyun Mountains rumble, and the ground begins to tremble slightly. The seven towering peaks of Qingyun Mountain, without exception, are Tongtian, Longshou, Chaoyang, Luoxia, Feng The seven veins of Hui, Dazhu, and Xiaozhu, among the green mountains and deep valleys, and the giant rocks on the majestic walls, actually revealed a golden light, which became stronger and brighter, gradually converging and forming, and the golden light was brilliant, as if cast from the depths of the mountain peaks. Then, it seemed that these many mountain ranges had life in themselves. In this dazzling golden light, the huge mountain peaks breathed slowly.
And in the swaying and dazzling golden light, finally gathered into seven different huge golden patterns, above the mountain peaks of the earth, facing the ancient sword Zhu Xian above the sky.
Shine the skies!
Brilliant!
Even if he is as strong as Jiang Chen, he can't help but be moved by it!
The ancient sword of Jade Immortals gathers the infinite evil spirit of tens of thousands of years, plus the energy of the heaven and earth spirit veins of the entire Qingyun Mountain. This power is so powerful that it has surpassed the general land gods. !
Such a sword array is really extraordinary!
The ancient sword of Zhu Xian trembled more and more violently, and the **** Tai Chi diagram it pierced through had been spinning so rapidly that it was impossible to see clearly.
A look of pain appeared on Zhang Xiaofan's face, but in an instant, he was forced to suppress him again, and a loud shout burst out of his mouth:
"Broken!"
In an instant, sword shadows swayed and swayed all over the sky, the sky was vast, and all of them were dimmed. Li Shengsheng tore, and began to gradually disperse.
Almost at the same time, the light on the ancient sword Zhu Xian became more and more intense, the white light was dazzling, and even enveloped Zhang Xiaofan's entire figure in it. In this heart-stirring scene where the earth was shaking and the mountains were shaking, the seven-colored lights that originally rose from the Qimai mountain peaks suddenly disappeared, and the shadows of swords all over the sky gradually faded away, leaving only the seven-colored master in the Zhuxian sword formation. The sword, on the contrary, became more and more dazzling.
"Boom!"
A sound of thunder resounded through the heaven and earth, and the earth trembled even more violently. Those golden circles of light on the Qimai Mountain peak had reached the final moment, and finally, they disappeared completely.
The continuous rumble of thunder seemed to reverberate and surge in the sky like a tide, but the ground under his feet suddenly became quiet, no longer vibrating, no longer splitting. Then, almost at the same moment, different lights of various colors that were more than ten times stronger than before rumbled up, soared into the sky, and converged on the ancient sword Zhu Xian again.
Suddenly, the blazing brilliance shone like an explosion, covering the entire world in all directions. Above the ancient Zhuxian sword array, thousands of streams of light converged, gradually fused, and condensed into a quaint giant exuding blazing white light. The sword, at this moment, is shining brightly, shining in the world! (To be continued.)