All Worlds Xpress System

Chapter 430 Battle Heroic Spirit

A silver-white spear appeared in Zhan Juetian's hand.

As soon as the spear was released, there was a faint sound of dragon chant that shook the world.

Zhan Juetian didn't even look at it, and just slashed forward with his spear at will.

砰

The sharp blade of the spear easily split the flying sword apart.

Nangong Mo's eyes almost widened. What's wrong with this shit, the flying sword was easily split.

Although the flying sword condensed with sword intent is not as high-level as a fairy weapon, it is still a "magic weapon" compared with ordinary low-level fairy soldiers.

Now it was split apart by Zhan Juetian?

You know, his flying sword, except when Chen Yan and Liu Zong blew themselves up, only dissipated under the weird black hole of the Rubik's Cube.

But when was it actually split apart so abruptly? This was split with pure strength, not any technological means or anything.

"It seems that I can't beat you." Nangong Mo recovered his state of mind, and his purple eyes flashed with fighting intent, "But today I will try my best to learn the methods of the ancient immortals!"

boom!boom!boom!
The power of Golden Immortal Realm exploded in Nangong Mo's body, and a thunderous sound exploded from his body, and a layer of purple armor was worn on him.

The two sword intents on his body fused together and exploded, endless purple feathers fell in all directions, and the aura of heaven and earth formed a huge vortex around Nangong Mo, and all the auspicious clouds in the sky were dispersed by this vortex.

A dark purple air flow revolved around the vortex, and Nangong Mo's momentum in the vortex kept rising.

At this moment, Nangong Mo's momentum reached its true peak.

"The momentum is good. In our era, you can also fight with the gods, but you still have power in your body that you can't control. It seems that this is the purpose of your coming here." Zhan Juetian's long spear slightly raised, "In that case , then I will help you."

As Zhan Juetian said, a fighting spirit erupted from his body that could climb the sky. This fighting spirit seemed to be endless, life was endless, and fighting was endless!
This is his law, the law of war!

Even if it is only a trace of the power of law, it is still extremely powerful.

ta ta ta

Zhan Juetian stepped off his horse and galloped. At this moment, Zhan Juetian stepped off his horse, and the gun in his hand seemed to be integrated with the world.

A wave of desire to sweep the world, a courageous momentum rushed towards his face, forcibly scattered the vortex of spiritual energy, and approached Nangong Mo at the center of the vortex.

Nangong Mo's face was solemn, and he murmured in a low voice, "Is this the horror of the ancient immortals? The aura alone would have pushed me down. If it wasn't for the evil spirit and the sword intent to protect the body and resist the aura, I'm afraid I wouldn't even be able to move at this moment. However, the power in my body is slowly being absorbed into the meridians, and if I fight hard, maybe I will be able to control all the power."

Thinking of this, Nangong Mo's eyes were full of fighting spirit, and the Wuji sword swept away with indescribable power. The huge sword glow covered the entire sky, as if it was about to cut off the world in half.

"Exaggeration!" Zhan Juetian glanced at the sword light lightly, stepped off the red BMW, and his speed increased instead of decreasing, and he slashed through the air with the spear in his hand, and an almost substantial blade pierced through the air.

砰

The blade of the gun pierced through the huge sword light in an instant, and the sword light dissipated into the sky and the earth.

"The ancient immortal is really powerful. He is already close to me. He can't use the flying sword to fight, but can only use the supernatural powers and eight trigrams swordsmanship!" Nangong Mo gritted his teeth, pouring endless immortal power into the Wuji sword, and the brilliance flowed on the sword. Eight trigrams arrays formed outside the hilt of the sword, and an eight trigrams array appeared under his feet. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth seemed to feel the absorption of the arrays and gathered on the arrays one after another.

Qian, Kun, Xun, Zhen, Kan, Li, Gen, Dui, the Eight Diagrams Formation were outside Nangong Mo's body, revolving around him, and the heaven and earth trembled when each formation formed, as if they were afraid of the Eight Diagrams Formation.

"Bagua sword technique! Slash!" Nangong Mo Wuji sword swung down, and the Bagua array was completely integrated on the sword. A golden sword energy slashed across the air, and the entire trial space trembled.

Surprise flashed in Zhan Juetian's eyes, "This kid actually has such a powerful supernatural power, but it's also thanks to the feathers around him that are constantly helping him absorb spiritual energy, otherwise he would not be able to display it at all."

Immediately, another burst of fighting intent rose, and the BMW under his crotch seemed to feel Zhan Juetian's fighting intent, neighing and speeding up.

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main star hall

Xuan'er was bored sitting on the main chair alone, dangling her tender little feet.

"I don't know how Mr. Dean was beaten up by those heroic spirits." Xuan'er smiled slightly, showing two small canine teeth, "I personally transferred the heroic spirit of Zhan Juetian who was overwhelmed by an era in ancient times. Presumably the dean No matter how peerless and evil your lord is, you can't defeat him."

Suddenly a telepathy came.

"Huh? What's the matter, the trial space was almost sucked dry by this force?" Xuan'er frowned, and she was slightly absorbed, and immediately got the result, with a bitterness on the corner of her mouth, "This dean still has such a powerful force?" Supernatural powers, he is really small, but Yi Zhan Juetian's remnant soul should be enough to suppress me."

……

In the trial space

Cracks appeared everywhere on the barren land, one after another cracks appeared on the ground, densely packed, it looked extremely ferocious, like a ferocious beast.

On the broken ground of the barren land, a man on a horse confronted another.

"Boy, your move is indeed good, but Bagua alone is not enough. The mystery of Bagua lies in your changes, but you lack changes." Zhan Juetian said lightly.

Nangong Mo smiled wryly, "This is not a supernatural power created by me, how could I understand any changes."

The Bagua swordsmanship was passed on to him by his master Li Wujian, and he only knew how to use it, and he didn't go deep into the bone marrow to practice the Bagua swordsmanship.

Moreover, as Zhan Juetian said, his Bagua sword technique lacks changes, but this kind of 'change' does not come randomly.

You can only master it if you concentrate on practicing the way of the Eight Diagrams, or you can only master it if you practice the Eight Diagrams swordsmanship to the bone marrow.

"Hehe, your current celestial power has been exhausted. After the celestial power recovers, you can probably control two-thirds of the power. For the other third, it will be useless no matter how much you try to fight in the space." Zhan Juetian said .

"Then how should I master the other third of the power?" Nangong Mo asked.

"If my guess is correct, your promotion to the Golden Fairyland should not have been obtained through your own cultivation, so you have no power at all, and your physical body cannot control power for a while." Zhan Juetian looked at Nangong Mo, "According to your situation , If you want to completely control the power, there are only two ways, one is to rely on time, wait for ten or a hundred years, the power will naturally be under control, and the other is to proclaim your own immortal power, temper your physical body, and let your physical body truly reach the golden fairyland."

(End of this chapter)