Shaking light to cultivate immortals, I shocked Master three thousand times

Chapter 171 Killing the Divine Body

"Boom!"

The sky exploded, and the magic soldiers died.

From the afterglow of mana blasted out by the eight random bells, a figure, like a kite with broken strings, blasted out.

His hair was disheveled and his face was covered in blood.

Even the divine armor he was wearing, and the dao dao talismans on it, were all wiped out under the impact of this devastating explosion.

"Ahhh!"

He raised his head and screamed, his hair dancing wildly.

Even though the qi and blood were surging and the magic weapon was destroyed, it didn't really scare this guy.

Just as soon as he fought, he was severely injured by Su Jue. His eyes were scarlet and his face was full of resentment.

"Can you still move?"

Su Jue was slightly startled. After wearing the battle armor, the tenacity shown by this guy was somewhat beyond his expectation.

In Tianfu Peak, when he competed with Xiao Tingyuan, the opponent even sacrificed the big formation, but he was forced to stop when he shot nine consecutive clocks.

Right now, after enduring the bombardment of eight random bells, this guy can still yell. It seems that the bombing is not enough?

"Is he the Fluctlight Divine Body?"

All the people in the Holy Land of Wanchu couldn't help but stare sideways at Su Jue, who had a sudden burst of tricks in the sky.

"Since we met, we can't let you leave today!"

The man holding the long gun suddenly felt a strong killing intent.

His body was overflowing with divine light, and his energy and blood were like a dragon. From the Tao Palace, a strong Taoist spirit came out, transforming into an almost substantial mountain cliff, with divine punishment lingering around him.

"Where to go!"

The void was pierced, and a slender flower and sword rushed over.

The existence of Wanchu Holy Land suddenly frowned and raised his gun to resist.

There was a crisp sound.

The brilliant divine light slammed upwards, colliding with the divine weapon in his hand.

Lu Ningxiang held her head high, with a slender neck and a light body, she walked into the mortal world like a goddess of the nine heavens.

Beside her, endless vitality slowly bloomed, almost covering the entire void, turning into a sea of ​​flowers.

From her Dao Palace, the same bright Dao Intent surged, forming an orderly chain, circling around her.

"Okay, since you are looking for death, then I will kill you first and then the divine body!"

The divine light surged, and his arms shook violently.

The existence of the Holy Land at the beginning of Wanchu held a gun in an instant, and the moment the flowers and swords were attacked, they exploded and looted, stepping on the void to attack the past.

"Boom boom boom!"

It's like the drums of war are beating, and the sky thunder is exploding.

He was moving forward with a radiant brilliance and a powerful force that seemed to be at the top of his body.

Suddenly, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, and the layers of rock collapsed.

Countless shattered peaks and rock walls turned into torrents, and with his magical weapons, they attacked Lu Ningxiang.

The slender hands are entangled, and the light of the gods is extinguished.

From Lu Ningxiang's Taoist palace, a wave of Taoism burst out directly, blessed on the rotating flowers and swords, and collided with that torrent suddenly.

"Boom!"

Suddenly there was a strong fluctuation in the void, like the earth, hit by a giant hammer, making a muffled sound.

Two beams of divine light with completely different colors burst out in an instant, resisting each other, like two big bowls interlocking.

The strong collision torrent pushed out horizontally.

On the quiet lake, a huge water wave suddenly exploded.

"Kill the divine body!"

Seeing being blocked, the person hidden in the black robe in the Holy Land of Wanchu suddenly spoke hoarsely, but the feeling revealed in the words was beyond doubt.

"Press?"

Immediately, several figures wanted to rush over and kill Su Jue directly.

"Want to go?"

Zhang Zhao appeared in an instant, intercepting the presence of thousands of rays of light hanging down from the ring weapon above his head.

Around him, there seemed to be countless color blocks, the unique power put together was flowing, and the Tao was rolling.

"Your opponent is me!"

Mo Xuanxuan's body flickered and stopped the person holding the battle axe. The other party's killing intent had been revealed, and it was aimed at her junior brother's divine body.

If you want to end well, I'm afraid it will be impossible today.

"kill!"

Seeing a few of them being intercepted, in the Holy Land of Wanchu, the existence of the God of Eight Diagrams mirror on his head immediately uttered a divine voice.

In an instant, from the middle of his Taoist palace, the nine palaces and eight trigrams appeared directly, like a formation diagram, appearing all over his body.

Under his feet, it is like the central area of ​​heaven and earth, called Zhonggong.

The void trembled slightly, and Taoism surged up.

On the transparent gossip mirror, countless talismans, like red-hot irons, released a bright luster, shining towards Su Jue Ningkong.

"Senior brother, be careful!"

The divine light pierced the sky, as if to silence everything that passed along the way.

The elder disciple from Xiangyao Mountain spoke immediately, and he raised his hand in an instant, and sacrificed a magic weapon like a medicine cauldron, blocking Su Jue.

Its momentum is simple and solemn, its majesty is thick, and Taoism's charms seem to intertwine with flames.

"Boom!"

The light from the ancient mirror broke through the air and hit the medicine cauldron.

The moment the void made a muffled sound, the medicine cauldron was directly bounced away.

"So strong!"

The moment Su Jue's mind was shaken, the divine light under his feet was shining brightly, and countless Taos and principles were intertwined.

He took one step forward, and the world seemed to be compressed, moving a hundred feet away, avoiding the terrifying divine light that was like death.

"So fast!"

The Taoist monks in the Holy Land of Wanchu were also shocked and their eyelids twitched wildly.

"Is this the great art of Yaoguang? It is worthy of being passed down by the divine body, and the strength is still in the sea of ​​​​shen, and it has already mastered this method. If you don't kill you today, it will cause serious trouble in the future!"

There is an ancient mirror on top of the head, and a compass like gossip and phantom under the feet.

The Taoist monks in the Holy Land of Wanchu shook their hands at the void with lowered eyes.

In an instant, countless condensed lights flew out of the phantom, turning into a giant snake of hundreds of feet intertwined like rocks and mud.

"Gengtu, Flood Snake!"

Breathing out divine sounds, flipping fingers and palms.

The Taoist monks of the Wanchu Holy Land instantly controlled the snake and circled upwards.

"Buzz!"

Having accepted the existence of Su Jue's eight-ring bombing bell earlier, with a sudden jump, he jumped directly onto the head of this snake.

"Wanhuaguang!"

The monk who took over from the same sect and controlled the ancient mirror suddenly activated its burst of light beams, flowing straight towards Su Jue.

"Uncle Master!"

Beside, Wang Cheng suddenly exclaimed, and even Xiao Ziyuan's face turned pale.

"Take care of yourselves!"

The people from the Holy Land of Wanchu came to fight, holding a hunting banner, and waving it in the sky, spreading a whole sea of ​​flames.

"Flower Rain!"

The petals are floating all over the sky, and the fragrance falls like a field.

Mo Xuanxuan freed up a hand and used the inheritance method of Xiangyao Mountain, trying to block the snake.

Facing only one opponent, she can rest assured that Su Jue can deal with it with the ability of her junior brother.

But now, the opponent's Taoist monks have already shot, and he can't stop the two attacks.

"Hmph! Broken!"

The rain of flowers scattered, and the pieces bloomed.

The moment the cultivator in the Holy Land of Wanchu raised his hand, the huge snake of hundreds of feet greeted him. Relying on the pure and magical power of the Famen, plus Dao Yun's stagnant body, he directly resisted.

"Boom boom boom!"

The petals seemed soft and boneless, but they were enough to pierce the city wall and tear apart the armor. At this moment, they fell to each other, like thousands of swords piercing through.

The moment countless deifications were collided from this dragon snake, Mo Xuanxuan suddenly grasped them with her palm.

Thousands of flowers are united into one, gathered layer by layer, and in an instant, the snake's head is slammed.

"puff!"

The cultivator of the Holy Land of Wanchu, who had just been taken over by the same sect and was wearing the divine armor, was immediately brushed past by thousands of sharp knives.

"Clang clang!"

The sound like the collision and tearing of gold and iron is endless.

After the storm, the divine armor on his body became riddled with holes in an instant, countless bloodstains were clearly visible, and some of the wounds were enough to show the bones.

"what!"

Yu Wei spread, and in these wounds, they exploded inch by inch.

In just an instant, he let out a scream, and his whole body fell like a bird with broken wings.

"Do you still dare to care about him?"

All of this happened almost in the blink of an eye.

Seeing Mo Xuanxuan make a move, she dared to spread her strength. Even though she defeated her fellow disciples in an instant, the Wanchu Holy Land disciple who was fighting against her was not the slightest bit nervous, on the contrary, he was distracted by the enemy, which he could take advantage of. The pleasure of the machine.

Immediately, he clasped his heart lightly, and a destructive and bright Taoism burst out from the Taoist palace. The moment the surrounding wind suddenly blew up, a huge illusory method that was as big as a huge bird condensed out.

"go with!"

With the divine voice uttering from his mouth, the huge bird suddenly flew out. The huge body of a hundred feet almost covered the sky and the sun, like the huge head of a palace, swung down in an instant.

The beak of the earth-shattering bird was exposed, and Mo Xuanxuan opened the area covered by the divine light.

The moment the violent power poured out, Mo Xuanxuan's mind suddenly froze, and at the same time, the one that was free suddenly hit the Dao Palace in her heart.

From it, a green divine light suddenly flew out, and in an instant, it turned into a huge flower leaf, enveloping her whole body.

"boom!"

The sky trembled, the void was exploding, and the violent divine splendor seemed to strike thousands of feet.

After taking the blow from the giant bird, Mo Xuanxuan flew upside down, almost from mid-air, falling hundreds of meters away, and then she shook her divine power, and the moment her foot touched the surface of Canghai Lake, she stabilized stature.

The remaining power poured down and slammed into the lake water, smashing out hundreds of feet of waves.

"Xuanxuan!"

"Sister!"

Everyone in Xiangyao Mountain suddenly exclaimed.

"I'm fine, junior brother be careful!"

The green leaves transformed by Taoism and divine power bloomed, and Mo Xuanxuan shook her head, but there was no obvious damage.

"No, he's walking the same way that Houtian Bagua is for me. The place he is in is the Central Palace. He can drive snakes and rain fire, but he can't get in at all!"

Over there, Su Jue didn't have the time to remind him of Gu Moxuan, even though he knew that the senior sister had already been distracted in order to help him, and dealt with the opponent in the Shenhai realm for him, and he was unable to fight any more in an instant.

But facing the Wanhua Guangjing and the bruised snake at the same time, he was almost pushed to the limit of the state in front of him.

The divine light beneath his feet spread out, and the Tianyan footwork gave Su Jue extreme speed.

While avoiding the pursuit of the flood snake and the shocking killing of Wanhua Shenguang, he tried to break through the opponent's gossip field several times, but it was still insurmountable.

Acquired gossip, for your own use, the middle palace is under your feet.

No matter where he wants to cut in, he can turn the roulette at will. After two attempts, Su Jue first faced the rain of fire like heavenly fire, and then faced the sword formation that Wandao passed through.

Wanting to get close to him, using regretful body bumps to catch him off guard, the attempt has already failed.

"After all, it's the gap in the big realm. The method has been cultivated to a certain level, and it cooperates with the Taoism in the Daoist Palace, with divine power as a blessing, and the energy and blood to stabilize itself. The field covered by it is impossible to break through!!"

Gritting his teeth, Su Jue had already thought of using the bright moon on the sea.

Up to now, no matter how you look at it, there is only the vision of the divine body, which can forcibly restrain this kind of power that is purely evolved from the method and envelops the whole body.

Thinking of it, Su Jue suddenly remembered what Mu Lianyue warned.

Unless it is absolutely necessary, he cannot use the bright moon on the sea and the other three visions.

At the moment, he has not yet reached the critical moment of life and death, and there are still many methods he has not yet used.

"How amazing is the Dao Palace cultivator? Look at me taking your middle palace!"

Leaving aside the gossip plate covering hundreds of feet, which seems to include the heaven and the earth, and stipulates the order, Su Jue gritted his teeth, bypassed the snake that could crush the mountain with one tail, and shook the sea of ​​​​shen at the same time.

In an instant, the turbulent waves hit the shore.

Countless talismans in his divine sea, like gravel drifting with the waves, were stirred up and released like snowflakes.

Standing on the dry bank, Su Jue built a warehouse to store Taoism, which was opened layer by layer by him.

Innumerable and complex, like chains, and like flowing light, formed hundreds of illusory chains beside Su Jue in an instant.

"What? How could he have so much Taoism!"

Above the sky, Cultivator Wanchu, who had shown his murderous intent, was suddenly shocked.

"No, illusory. Although it has only a shape, it has no spirit. This is just an accidental daoist. He is still in the ordinary realm of Shenhai. There is no need to be afraid. Give me time and I will kill him!"

With the ancient gossip mirror on his head, the monks of the Wanchu Holy Land were well-informed and were not intimidated by the miraculous scene that Su Jue showed.

He was still calm, and while he was not flustered, he was convinced in his heart that the more means and talents the divine body in front of him showed, the more impossible it would be to survive.

If you want to blame, blame them for appearing, it's not the place!

With this in mind, he strode out in the void, and the moment his energy and blood rolled like a dragon, the divine light released by the gossip mirror split into several beams, falling on the surroundings where Su Jue dodged, trying to seal his retreat.

"Then try it!"

Surrounded by such a strong killing intent, Su Jue realized for the first time what he might really face after Mu Lianyue was gone.

Since he was rumored to be a god, and he was getting closer and closer in this direction step by step, almost becoming a reality, it was inevitable that Donghuang would pay attention.

In Lingdu, when he faced temptation, he just felt that these people were unreasonable and had a serious mental illness.

Now it seems that he himself was too naive at the time.

The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it.

Before Mu Lianyue was protecting her, and she was in the fluttering light, no one dared to fight with her.

Now stepping into the former Daomeng site, the person who wanted to kill him appeared in an instant.

It's no wonder that the major sects and aristocratic families' holy places hide those possible heirs so tightly that not even the wind comes out.

Now, no matter whether he is a divine body or not, he can't change the existing status quo. All these people's thoughts and thoughts have become that they would rather kill by mistake than let it go!
(End of this chapter)