Immortal Sword Master

Chi!

He also pulled out the second sword of mourning, pierced it horizontally from his waist, and pierced the sarcoma straight through.

The blade pierced through the left waist eye and pierced through the right waist eye. Stabbed himself in half.

Blood gushed from the wound like a stream.

This blood is dead blood, which no longer has any vitality and resilience. It is just a by-product of being crushed by the three forces.

Chi!

Concentrating a lightsaber casually, Lin Xin stabbed at his chest without hesitation.

Blood splashes.

The corners of his mouth became more and more cracked.

Chi!

Chi!

Chi Chi Chi! !

A bunch of lightsabers condensed out, piercing fiercely at the sarcoma, and at the same time piercing his own body full of holes.

The blade of the sword pierced his body densely and more and more. In the end, he seemed to have turned into a horrible corpse pierced by thousands of swords.

And the two twisted and struggling sarcomas on his body finally calmed down gradually and lost their activity.

A tumor that feels completely powerless to resist.

There was a trace of madness in Lin Xin's eyes, and he suddenly raised his head and laughed wildly.

Hahahahaha!!!

Rampant laughter continued to stir in this layer of heaven, and the entire sea trembled violently, setting off countless huge waves.

Boom! ! !

In an instant, with him as the center, countless blood-red rays of light bloomed from Lin Xin's body.

A beam of light pierced into the sea, annihilating tens of millions of tons of liquid in an instant.

Rays of light streaked across the sky, and the air was swallowed in the blink of an eye, leaving gray and black scratches.

Hundreds of millions of red light beams densely cover the sky and cover the sun, like meteors, flying towards every corner of the entire heaven.

Wherever the light beam touches, explosion and annihilation proceed at the same time. The annihilated power forms huge transparent beams, flying towards Lin Xin's location, and being swallowed by the black hole in his chest.

The eleventh heaven slowly began to shake,

With the help of the power of the two Dao ancestors, Lin Xin simultaneously began to pry the boundary wall of the entire eleventh layer of heaven.

He is devouring, the whole world.

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Fifteenth Heaven Realm: Poxu Heaven.

Endless vortexes, big and small, colorful, densely packed vortexes, are distributed in a huge cave***** The cave is completely composed of countless vortexes, and the cavity in the middle.

Nine Colors and Fang Prison floated in the air, facing each other quietly.

Snapped.

The long hair tied with Nine Colors suddenly broke.

He was slightly taken aback, and stretched out his hand to grab the falling jade headband.

A trace of ominous premonition quietly permeated from the depths of his heart.

The Fang Prison is right in front of my eyes, and the rest of the Daozu Tianzun are held back, and they are evenly matched. Even, I still have the upper hand.

Jiu Se's eyes narrowed slightly.

So, what else have I not counted?

With countless thoughts, he calculated all possible changes at a terrifying speed far exceeding that of a supercomputer.

But it didn't work.

Some things, some variables, he did not include them in the calculation, and naturally it was impossible to calculate possible problems.

Have you noticed anything? Fang Prison is still the body of an ordinary human being, without turning into the main body.

Both of them look alike.

This is the Heaven of Disruption, the heaven where all illusory and external forces are eliminated.

Even Taoist ancestors can't be an exception.

So the two can only fight and fight in the most primitive state.

Their powers are the same, their levels are the same, and even their perception is only one black and one white, the difference between light and shadow.

What can really determine the outcome of the two is the will.

So Poxutian returned to the origin of everything, stripped out the essence, and let the two fight.

Your and my strength are temporarily stored in the countless vortexes around us, and cannot be retrieved.

Only the will is our only reliance.

Fang Prison said lightly.

All the variables are in your calculations, and now there is nothing you can't let go of.

You brought me here just to say this? What kind of nonsense like leaving the victory to fate?

Jiu Se disdainfully said.

I'm just doing what I want to do and what I should do. Fang Yuping raised his right hand, and a long serrated knife like a crescent moon appeared in his hand.

Empty Sky Moon Shadowless Knife.

He cut forward lightly.

A simple black crescent flew towards Nine Colors.

With a puff, Crescent Moon suddenly exploded in mid-air, turning into a lotus-like countless blades, instantly engulfing all the spaces that Nine Colors could avoid.

All the blades hit Jiu Se's body abruptly.

But there was a piercing metallic sound.

He floated in the same place indifferently, allowing the black blade to stab himself.

A golden light sputtered from him.

A phantom of a huge golden giant Buddha slowly emerged from behind him.

Buddha wheel.

Nine colors reached out and pressed towards Fang Prison.

Several golden long whip-like things suddenly flew out from his body, and struck towards Fang Prison at a terrifying speed far exceeding the speed of light.

When the long whip was still a short distance away from the square prison, it couldn't get close no matter what.

Obviously they are flying rapidly, but no matter how they fly, they can't get close, as if they are separated by a layer of space that can never be touched.

Original Freedom and Ning'an Kung Fu, this is Fang Prison's own top-level kung fu method that has already been completed.

If you can't break the cause and effect, you can't touch him directly.

The two didn't use other methods, they just continued and repeated the previous moves.

The seemingly ineffective move slowly breaks through the opponent's resistance at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

The nine-color golden body is breaking down at an extremely slow speed.

And the absolute isolation of Fang Prison is also being slowly broken through and approached.

Both of them looked indifferent, as if they didn't notice the change at all.

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The seventh abyss, the damaged land.

Countless white auras of calamity permeate everywhere, and the landforms and everything in this abyss have been completely swallowed by the aura of calamity. Only occasionally there are a few extremely powerful beings hiding in their lairs waiting for extinction.

The earth is black, the sky is gray and white.

The Lord of Four Seasons walked slowly on the hard black stone surface, step by step, towards the endless land in front of him.

On the back of his body, there was a mass of huge pustules with countless black spots in the white.

From time to time, strips of translucent things can be seen in the pustules, slowly moving under the skin like threads.

Are you trying to get rid of me? A voice came from the ear of the Lord of Four Seasons.

It's useless. As strong as you are and as strong as you are, I can attach to you and become stronger. There was a hint of treachery and insidiousness in that voice.

You think you're going to eat me? The egg of despair! The strange face of the Lord of Four Seasons, which was half male and half female, revealed pain and coldness.

What do you think?

The Egg of Despair, the Lord of the Demon Army of the Seventh Heaven, doesn't think this Shadow City Taoist has any means to stop his parasitic erosion.

I really can't get rid of you, but... The Lord of Seasons suddenly stopped and stood where he was.

I was able to knock myself out....

Suddenly, his whole body was split into two from the middle.

The front chest and back are evenly divided into two pieces.

As if there was a sharp blade, it cut horizontally from the Tianling Gai, dividing the face and the back of the head evenly into two pieces, the front and the back.

The torso, arms, and legs of the Lord of Four Seasons were all split into two pieces at this moment.

One after the other.

The half of the body at the back, just separated, split open with a hiss, and large pieces of flower roots grew from the inside.

The dense roots crazily drilled towards the pustule on the back.

A Sea of ​​Flowers...

The front half of the Lord of Seasons opened his arms intoxicated.

interesting!

The egg of despair was forcefully dug out from half of its body, fell to the ground, and was quickly entangled by countless brown-yellow flower roots.

A large number of spike-like roots frantically drilled towards the outer shell of the pustule, trying to get in and devour everything.

But all the roots were easily blocked.

The Lord of Four Seasons didn't intend to kill the Egg of Despair so easily.

They fought all the way from the river of aging, and both sides were very familiar with each other's various magical powers.

After decades of fighting, even the most stupid people can know each other's tricks by heart.

What's more, the two Taoist ancestors have thousands of thoughts, and they can turn countless thoughts in an instant.

Grow.

The Lord of the Four Seasons gently stretched out his hand and lifted it.

The ground trembled violently, and a large number of brown-yellow roots quickly drilled out of the ground.

All the roots are twisted and twisted into a ball, then stretched, lengthened, and pointed.

Soon a huge root spike is formed.

Chi!

The root spikes slammed into the egg of despair.

puff!

The Egg of Despair was directly pierced through.

Dark yellow pus flowed out of the eggs, which seemed to be just ordinary pus, but at a level that could not be recognized by the naked eye, billions, tens of billions of countless insect eggs were quietly drilling into the ground.

The Lord of the Four Seasons put his hands together, and immediately countless flower seeds and spores floated out from his body.

These seed spores, which are so small that they are almost invisible to the naked eye, began to fight and erode the bugs hatched from countless eggs at an extremely tiny level.

The two just stood there without moving, as if nothing had happened. Just stood quietly.

Time passed by little by little.

Gradually, four halos of colors slowly emerged behind the Lord of the Four Seasons.

Green represents spring, gold represents summer, dark yellow represents autumn, and silver represents winter.

The four halos shone brightly, slowly turning behind him, among which were countless phantoms of flowers that only bloomed in four seasons, looming from the four halos.

The egg of despair was parasitic in half of the body, and at this time it gradually devoured the body completely, condensing into a huge dark red egg more than ten meters high.

Through the translucent shell of the giant egg, one can see countless tiny eggs slowly swimming, bursting, and reborn.

The exploded eggs released an invisible and terrifying power, eroding the aura of the Lord of Seasons at an extremely small level.

Their battlefield is not here. It is even smaller, infinitely smaller than the level visible to the naked eye.

Tens of billions, hundreds of billions of countless spores and eggs are frantically fighting at the micro level that is tens of millions of times smaller.

This also caused their battlefield influence to be small.

But the degree of danger far exceeds that of other Taoist ancestors.

The power is so subtle, in other words, it is extremely pure, pure.

The two were at such a stalemate, fighting for a long time.

Whether it is the Egg of Despair, the Lord of the Sky Demon Army, or the Lord of the Four Seasons in Shadow City.

They are all survivors of the battle of the Abyss Dao Ancestor.

Those who survived that battle were naturally extremely fierce characters. The Dao ancestors who were not strong enough had all fallen inside and became the nourishment for the surviving Dao ancestors.