Legend of the Swordking Chapter 1078: The last battle
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Under the infusion of the holy energy, the Shenyue Ruler burst out with golden glow, and countless ancient textures on the ruler surface were illuminated and turned into the power of time rules. On both sides of the ruler surface, golden spiral clouds of tens of meters were formed. As if the time that went backwards, it continued to collapse, forming a powerful attacking mood. Following my wave, Shenyue Ruler suddenly slapped the palm of Confucianism.
"Peng~~~"
The rules of Confucianism and Taoism are scattered, and the body of Confucianism trembles, but the ancient scroll in his hand becomes more and more sacred, and the golden tide erupts like a sea, constantly eroding and counterattacking the **** moon ruler, but at this time the tenderness of the **** vine tree Two branches emerged from the branches again, swept on both sides of the Confucian Venerable like two divine dragons, so that the Dharma image surrounding the Confucian Venerable had begun to collapse.
The brilliance of the Shenyue Ruler became more and more flaming, and the power was surging, forming a very terrifying oppressive force. The Confucianism was very uncomfortable, and I couldn’t bear it anymore. The palm of the Shenyue Ruler was bursting and bleeding. Already almost unable to withstand this powerful rule force, the sacred vine tree's light soared, and a few twigs were refined to fight against the Confucian Venerable. The sky was completely filled with the power of the holy way in a blink of an eye, and others could no longer stand.
The Confucian monk is still alive, waving the ancient scroll in his hand, offering a series of ancient writings and paintings. He has actually mastered Confucianism, Taoism, and painting. Every time he takes a picture, it seems to set off a shocking storm, and the weather has evolved. , The changes are so many that the entire Bailu Academy is trembling slightly under the pressure, the earth is cracking, and the mountains are shaking. If there is no small formation to protect the mountain, I am afraid this Bailu Mountain has been turned into dust.
"Peng~~~"
In the air, the twigs like dragons collide with the artistic conception of the Confucianist painting scroll time and time again, spurring countless rules and symbols, and I took the opportunity to wave the Shenyue Ruler and sacrifice the white deer sword technique to the heart again and again. Cut into the depths of the picture scroll, causing a certain impact on the Confucianism and the body, the holy white deer in the sky stunned many disciples.
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"Xiao Xuan, I can't hold it for long."
Shen Teng Shu suddenly said: "Once my power disappears, everything here can rely on you and Li Qingyin."
Me: "..."
At the White Deer Palace, Rang Si Chenjue, Ji Yangze and others attacked frantically, and they had already torn apart the formation of the Holy Palace. A group of academy disciples, including Tantai Yao and Tang Queran in the palace, fought hard, but Ji Yangze and Shangguan Jingyan swept through the air with a sword, beheading many people, and flying around with their stumps and limbs. The scene was horrible, and Rang Sichen Jue stepped into my cave.
They are going to destroy the life mark of the vine tree planted here!
"Concentrate."
The sound of the vine tree is misty, and the twigs madly shuttle among the clouds, chasing the position of Confucianism, the glory of the holy path is surging, while whispering: "Xiaoxuan, before they completely wipe out this part of my power We must suppress Confucianism, otherwise it will inevitably be a catastrophe for the upper world, and the two academies will also face the disaster."
"How to kill him?" I gritted my teeth.
"Cut his flesh and destroy his holy ruins."
Before the voice of the sacred vine tree fell, a twig rose in the air, thundering sounded, and the artistic conception around the twig evolved rapidly, and within a few breaths, it grew into luxuriant branches, under every golden leaf There is a drop of dew hanging down, and the stars are reflected in the dew. This whole leaf seems to be filled with stars in the sky. Dozens or hundreds of leaves tremble together, and as the twigs lash out, they instantly turn into a golden handle. Peerless sword, the moment this sword was cut, I quickly sensed that most of the regular power in the twigs under the seat was consumed all at once. Obviously, the Shenteng tree was going all-in-one.
"How dare you!?"
The Confucian sage yelled, knowing that the blow of the Shenteng tree was strong enough, the scroll in his hand suddenly unfolded, and the words on the scroll and the pictures of the mountains and rivers appeared one by one. The power of the Confucianism and Taoism is indeed breathtaking. As soon as the scroll was placed and closed, it seemed to collect the power of a world, and then the book was rolled up and turned into an exquisite and bright blue sword in the hands of Confucianism, sweeping through thousands of rules, and suddenly attacked the **** vine tree. , This is a fight between taboos!
"Pumppump~~~~"
The sound shook wildly under the blow of destroying the heavens and the earth. The earth was swallowed by regular forces. The ground continued to sink. Bailu Mountain buzzed and trembled. More than one-third of the mountain was exploded. The courtyard and the temple were all turned into nothingness, and the disciples who died in this decisive battle were even more numerous, and even the Thirty-Six Peaks' palms were probably not many left.
"Kh~! Kh~!"
Under the two loud noises, I saw the real body of Confucianism trembling slightly, one of the sleeves of the robe was chopped by the sword of the vine tree, and the chest was pulled out by a horrible The wound, this Confucianism and Taoism taboo was finally wounded, and the sword of Shentengshu contained extremely strong power of scourge, and the cut flesh was constantly annihilated, so that the body of Confucianism was like a ignited scroll, burning rapidly. .
"Holy Ancestor!"
In the distance, Rang Sichenjue, Baili Mingjie and others shouted.
Human Xie and Huo Xie even gritted their teeth in the distance, but did not dare to approach them. Their strength was too great. Once hit by the power of the vine tree, they would either die or be injured.
"Xiaoxuan, right now, the Heavenly Spirit who smashed him!" Shentengshu's voice became trembling.
I suddenly stood up, Shenyuechi burst out with a hundred feet of sword intent, and the shadows of the four sword souls burst out, and a foot full of the rules of the sword fell heavily on the top of the Confucianist's head. With a loud bang, the golden streamer clouds around Shenyue Chi constantly swallowed the flesh of the Confucian Venerable, shattering his skull and zenith bones, and was about to destroy the glorious holy ruins.
In the void, a sigh came.
That was the voice of Confucian Venerable: "Demon Tree, this account, the old man will definitely tell you clearly, and you, little things, the old man will crush you like an ant."
"Whh~~~"
The mysterious ancient scroll remaining in the air suddenly opened, rolling up the sacred ruins of Confucianism, and then turned into a stream of light and fell to the sky, walking too fast, even the **** vine tree stopped No, and the power of the sacred vine tree is close to a trough, there is no chance to stop it.
"What a pity."
He said indifferently: "I still haven't been able to kill this scourge, Xiaoxuan, I can't help you. Next, take care of yourself."
Speaking, there was a roar in the distance, and the tender golden branches extending from the cloud mist were directly uprooted from the depths of the cave by Rang Sichenjue. Under the chaotic fire burning, the breath of the **** vine tree disappeared, this life mark It has been destroyed, and at the same time the Shenyue Ruler in my hand has also become dimmed, and I have lost the concentration of the Holy Power of the Shenyue Tree. It is impossible for me to unlock all the spirit patterns of the Shenyue Ruler.
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"The **** old tree!"
Rang Sichen had a hostile look, gently rubbing the palm of his hand to completely crush the remnants of the vine tree, turning them into strands of gold powder floating in the wind, and then, Yang Sichen suddenly shot out with a palm. He directly shattered the bodies of dozens of college disciples and turned them into a **** body, and said with a sneer: "Even if the saint ancestor is defeated, we are enough to beat the Bailu Academy."
"Yes!"
Bai Li Mingjie was holding a long sword in his hand and stepping on the head of a palm seat in the inner courtyard. The holy energy erupted, directly crushing the Lingxu, and said with a smile: "We exile the five musts, enough to suppress the white Deer Academy."
In the air, a group of Tianjiao from the Blood Demon Race and the Corpse Controlling Race laughed fiercely: "Stepping on Tianfeng, Bailu Academy, and catching Li Qingyin and Lin Muzhao alive!"
In the cloud mist in the distance, a voice full of resentment came from Xue Zun: "You wait to find the world of the mysterious mirror, Shangguan Nanfeng and Shangguan Ziyi are all sealed, and once they get the world of the mysterious mirror, they will return. Give me the Northern Wilderness and destroy these two people. No one in Tianzhou will be our opponent."
"Yes, Blood Lord!"
Bai Li Mingjie's eyes were cold, he glanced at the depths of the holy palace, and the corner of his mouth was filled with a strange smile: "It's there, I can sense it, everyone, rush in with me!"
"Yes!"
Lin Muzhao supported his beautiful body with Mu Zhaojian, with deep despair in his eyes, saying: "School disciple, protect the holy palace!"
"Yes, Senior Sister Saint!"
I took a look not far away. The golden cocoons formed by Ning Daoxuan and Duanjingyu trapped by the true meaning of Confucianism and Taoism still exist in the void, but they no longer ooze blood. Their breath is still there. Although faint, Confucianism is no longer here. As long as the power of movement drives out the power of the rule, he can still save himself, so with a thought, a golden leaf is spit out from the center of his eyebrows, covering a world, and the flesh of the two masters is included in the world of Shenye Then, he retracted the Shenye World, sent the Shenyue Ruler into the Space Bone Ring, and flew into the depths of the Holy Palace with the fairy bone sword.
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In front of the main hall of the holy palace, dozens of disciples of the holy palace were covered in blood.
Dongfang Chen, Longxun, Ling Yun, Ling Fei and others are all seriously injured, but they still guard the main hall of the Holy Palace. There are blood monsters and corpse control people everywhere in the sky and the ground. The most terrifying There is nothing more than the exile of the five exiles that flew on the head, Baili Mingjie, Ji Yangze, Rang Sichenjue, Shangguan Jingyan, Tang Jiuyuan, each of which is stronger than the lower sword master, and the power we still have is fundamental Unable to fight.
What's more, there is a human evil and a fire evil in the air. The combat power of these two people is still at least 50% preserved, which is terrifying.
"Shasha..."
I floated in front of Tantaiyao, Zhao Hao, and Tang Queran, and the fairy bone sword radiated glow.
"Boss, you are finally here..."
Zhao Hao's entire arm was drooping, and he had been beaten to a fracture, but his eyes were still clear, Tan Tai Yao was a little excited, Tang Que pursed his red lips and looked solemn.
Beside, a white figure fell down, wrapped in swirls of sword intent, it was Li Qingyin.
After experiencing a fierce battle, she is the only one who still wins the snow in white without staining a trace of dust, except that the voiceless sword is covered with blood stains. In this battle, she kills a lot of evil spirits.
Lin Muzhao walked to me step by step with a long sword, looked at Li Qingyin and me with a smile, and said, "Maybe this is the last battle?"
"Not necessarily." Li Qingyin smiled: "Sister, don't worry."
I also nodded: "Well, not necessarily."