Record of Extinction Destiny Chapter 58: Don’t just watch the real fight (Part 1)
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In the vast desert, Tao Bantang originally took out a fist-sized piece of green-green bronze flesh and blood, intending to offer it to the golden elixir monk in white. The dignified golden elixir master did not scream for beating or killing as soon as he arrived, but instead He asked himself and others with a good attitude, how could he not understand and offer the seven-gold and jade owl.
Anyway, over the past year or so, I have picked up a lot of corpses of demons. A piece of flesh and blood of a seven-gold jasper owl with a Yin God level will only make me feel heartbroken, but it will not hurt my bones.
Who knew that Senior Jin Dan was used to repair the natal flying sword, but the size of his fist was completely insufficient, so Tao Bantang turned to look at Yan Yutong, Li Tao and others, and was about to let them bleed a little, otherwise he would be annoyed. Senior Jin Dan, he and others cannot escape the sword.
But at this moment, a hurricane seemed to blow from the sky, knocking all the monks present, including the golden elixir master in white, all staggered. Those monks in the Qi-entraining stage staggered even more. He was blown directly to the ground by the wind.
"What a big fluctuation of spiritual energy! What a strong hurricane!" Tao Bantang, Yan Yutong and other four soul monks urged their true energy, and after finally gaining a firm footing, this sigh passed through their hearts.
Then they followed the direction of the wind, covered their eyes with Qi, raised their heads with difficulty, and looked up into the sky.
When they saw this, they were immediately shocked beyond words. The yellow sand, strong winds, and space cracks within a thousand miles were all blown away by this hurricane. The river was clear and the sea was clear, and the blue sky appeared. It is a rare sight in the Western Wasteland.
And in the blue sky, with white clouds and strong winds, the Gang Qi layer was also penetrated into a hole thousands of miles in size. One layer, two layers, three layers... all nine layers of Gang Qi dissipated, leaving The monks below are thousands of miles away from the ninth Gangqi layer. You can clearly see the dark night sky and the bright stars. And inexplicable things falling intermittently, including black, white and colorful colors.
These things fell very fast, and soon the monks below could see clearly what they were. Li Tao, who finally came to his senses, said in surprise: "The Bone-thorn Demon, the One-horned Demon Dragon, the Colorful Demon Clam, and, and All are Yinshen series! ”
Tao Bandang, Yan Yutong, and Zou Hong all had blazing eyes, and they wanted to immediately **** these demon corpses that were mostly mutilated and a small part intact.
The corpse of the demon at the front fell into the thick yellow sand of the vast sea. Although there were thousands of them, they were sparsely distributed within a radius of a hundred miles, and they did not hit any monk.
"It's so good, so mysterious swordsmanship, it's the only one I, Luo Zizhan, have ever seen in my life." A voice full of sighs, heat, and yearning seemed to be murmuring to himself.
Tao Bantang and others then remembered that there was a senior Jindan Grandmaster here, and judging from the fact that he called himself Luo Zizhan, he was one of the only two high-grade Jindan Grandmasters in Sanxiu, Mingxinjian. Luo Zizhan is ranked ninth on the Tianji list. Therefore, they and their disciples did not dare to move or retrieve the corpses of the demons before Luo Zizhan gave him permission. Otherwise, getting hit by the Mingxin Sword is no joke.
After waiting for a few breaths, the demons were still falling one after another, thousands each time, and their cultivation levels were basically at the level of Yin Shen. This made it difficult for Yan Yutong and others to suppress their greed and fight with Zou Hong. , together with Li Tao. He signaled Tao Bandang to ask his senior for instructions with his eyes.
Tao Bandang himself was too greedy, so he steeled himself and walked towards Luo Zizhan, who was looking at the sky in a daze.
"Senior Luo, I wonder where the sword technique you mentioned is? Why didn't this junior see it?" Although Tao Bantang wanted to directly mention the corpse of the demon, but faced with the golden elixir master, he really lacked the courage, so he had to go along with it. Luo Zizhan's words asked.
Luo Zizhan looked at the night sky and stars without blinking. His tone was as if he was dreaming: "Look at the star trails in the night sky, how mysterious they are. Although they are too far away to feel the sword energy, I am sure it is a peerless star-like sword technique! Or a sword formation!"
Reminded by Luo Zizhan, Tao Bantang, Yan Yutong, Li Tao and other Soul Stage monks and their disciples all woke up. It is now noon, the sun is in the sky, where is the night! Where did the stars come from!
Could it be that just as I and others guessed, many Yin Shen Lords have set up sword formations to hunt down the demons here?
So they all looked up at the starry sky, looking at the moving trajectories of those bright stars, and immediately felt the indescribable mystery, which seemed to contain all kinds of mysterious laws of heaven and earth.
Whether there are masters in the Soul Stage or disciples in the Qi-Entraining Stage present, although some have embarked on the path of spiritual practice for less than pure reasons, some have no clear direction for their future path, and some simply just go about their daily lives. Just rely on your cultivation to enjoy life...
But at this moment, facing the vast starry sky, facing the mysterious and indescribable star trajectories, facing the profound and evolved laws of heaven and earth, they all faded away from the worldly things, leaving only the identity of monks, and their minds were lost. Sinking into it, no one spoke for a long time.
In particular, Tao Bantang, the leader of the Iron Sword Sect, is a master of swordsmanship. The sect's true inheritance is also derived from the line of swordsmanship. His natal magical weapon is also a flying sword, so he is just like Luo Zizhan, passionate, yearning, and Intoxicated and unable to extricate myself.
The stars kept moving and evolving. First, the disciples in the Qi-entraining stage couldn't bear it and felt dizzy and swollen. Then they became unsteady and staggered to the ground. When they woke up from that addiction, they felt their heads swelling and pain. Nausea and retching.
Not long after, it was difficult for the monks in the Soul Stage to continue watching. Watching swordsmanship that was beyond their own level was really a great test for the Soul.
Tao Bandang and the other three looked at each other and smiled bitterly. They were both excited and helpless. They were excited to see such a powerful sword formation, but they were helpless because they were not strong enough to obtain more.
They felt dizzy and tinnitus, sitting cross-legged with the disciples in the Qi-entraining stage to regain their minds. After a while, Luo Zizhan was also sweating coldly. It seemed that it was difficult to hold on, but he gritted his teeth and watched with red eyes. Starry sky, reluctant to leave even a little bit.
After recovering for a while, Tao Bandang, Zou Hong and other monks and their disciples began to look up at the stars again.
But at this moment, the stars suddenly dissipated and the night sky faded. The terror and ferocity carrying the aura of death, killing, and blood traveled across thousands of miles and pressed on every monk present, leaving them all stunned, like wood carvings. He stared blankly like a statue outside the nine levels of Gangqi.
A one-horned demon dragon that is almost ten thousand miles long, with dragon scales the size of a city; a huge colorful demon clam as big as a star. Colorful pimples all over the body. Even from such a distance, it still makes people feel ferocious and disgusting; there is an equally huge white bone thorn demon, the bone thorns are like upright mountain peaks, and behind them are countless heavenly demons that are densely packed like an ocean.
"Okay, what a powerful demon!" Even though the monks were stunned, they still sighed. The terror of these three demons was something they had never seen before in their lives. What kind of golden elixir master, under their pressure, is like fireflies competing for the bright moon.
Following that, they exclaimed in their hearts: "What is that?!" There seemed to be a white jade-like cloud floating on the nine layers of Gangqi, and then a four-color almost chaotic sword light cut through the sky and rose into the night sky. Reappear, the stars return!
After the starry sky rose again, the smell of death, killing, and blood disappeared. The monks recovered from the state of wood carvings, but then the stars in the sky lit up, and the mighty starlight pillars filled thousands of miles. Straight into the void.
Vast, terrifying, majestic, mysterious, powerful... words passed through their hearts one by one, but they all found it difficult to describe this pillar of starlight.
"Haha, another demon corpse has fallen." A Qi-inducing disciple said stupidly, not yet waking up from the shock.
But I heard what he said. Luo Zizhan's pupils were dilated. There were indeed corpses of demons falling, but compared to the thousands and thousands of corpses that had fallen just now, the sky within a radius of hundreds of miles was now obscured by flesh, flesh and corpses, and it was difficult to see the giant pillar of starlight anymore. . Those colorful bloods, those dark bloods, and those gloomy bone spurs are like someone above breaking the embankment of the Tianhe River, causing the river to surge forward!
"Ha. It's happened now. There are so many corpses of demons, at least hundreds of thousands! And they all look like Yin gods!" The starlight pillar was blocked, so Tao Bantang woke up. , Yan Yutong, Zou Hong, Li Tao and their respective disciples, when they saw the scene in the sky, this thought immediately crossed their minds and they became happy.
"So much blood and water. It is at least as large as a large lake. If we were not monks, we would be drowned. There are so many corpses. The piles would be as big as dozens or hundreds of mountains. If we were crushed, Down there, they will definitely turn into meatloaf, haha, luckily we are monks and can use the escape light to break through the gap." This was their second thought.
"Wait, the color of those blood?! They are from the colorful magic clam!! They are from the one-horned magic dragon! There are also some huge sharp bone spurs, which are from the white bone thorn demon! What if it is stained by the blood? By the bone spurs Hit it?" This was their third thought.
"Ten lives are not enough to die!!" This was the fourth thought that flashed through them.
"Run!!" This was no longer just a passing thought, some people simply shouted out, set up various escape lights, and fled hundreds of miles away.
But they reacted a little too late. Except for the four soul-stage monks who still had hope of escaping from the demon's corpse, the other monks felt blood, bone spurs, and corpses pressing down on them before they could even take a few steps. Hundreds of miles in the sky.
Fortunately, a clear white sword light suddenly lit up, wrapping around dozens of Qi-entraining monks, and then flew out as fast as lightning.
As soon as they escaped from the hundred-mile radius covered by the demon's corpse, they heard the sound of blood and heavy objects falling to the ground behind them.
Yan Yutong wrapped himself in pink zhenqi, and outside was the dazzling Taoist robe that he secretly exchanged for the demon's corpse.
She launched her Escape Technique and flew with all her strength. Not long after, she saw the white sword light stopped, and the monks appeared. She knew that victory was in sight, and she suddenly became happy. However, at this time, a few drops of colorful blood suddenly fell on her glare. The glare on the Taoist robe suddenly dimmed.
She immediately knew something was wrong, so she used the secret technique to save her life, and her escape speed accelerated by 10%, and she could barely escape. Then she couldn't control her escape and fell into the yellow sand.
Without enough time to get up, she made a quick decision and threw the dazzling robe far away.
The two layers of dazzling Taoist robes restricted by Tiangang turned into a pool of seven-color pus after one breath. The pus poisoned the yellow sand, and a hole several feet deep drilled down.
Looking at the large hole that appeared out of thin air in the yellow sand, Yan Yutong's face immediately turned pale and ugly, and large beads of sweat kept falling from his forehead. (To be continued)