Immortal cultivator is divided into great death

Chapter 40

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"Fight well." Xuehe commented.

Using a fake body to lure the enemy, and breathing to create a cage around him, this ability is worthy of praise.

Immediately afterwards, by surprise, he broke the opponent's skill with the Thirteen Swords of Shenmen, completely resolved the deadlock and stabilized the situation, which is enough to be described as beautiful.

Even the last sword, the hidden qi, was a manifestation of deep scheming, whether it was Ye Xiu, Xuehe, or Nagarjuna, they were all very satisfied.

After Long Yu's successful promotion, it was Hengfeng who faced Sanxiu Wenqu.

Wen Qu, an unknown casual cultivator, dressed in attire, looks like a scholar, without any threat at all.

However, just such a seemingly weak person broke through layers of screening, stood out from the crowd, advanced to the top ten, and the name of Wenqu spread because of this.

As soon as the two entered the field, the female monks outside the field went crazy!

"Ah!!! Master Wenqu!!! I want to give birth to a monkey for you!!!!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!

In this regard, Ye Xiu had no choice but to once again lament the openness of the people in the Yuanling world.

After the fight started, the two of them stood in place, and countless Dao dharma sigils flew into the air, colliding with each other, forming gorgeous fireworks.

"It's still a long-range mage who enjoys watching Hong!" Ye Xiu smiled and said to Xuehe beside him.

"Are you playing online games?" Xue He dismissed it.

"Amitabha, when the two of you can stop pinching, it will be my Buddha's manifestation." Nagarjuna felt that he was going to break his heart for himself.

All dharmas return to the ancestors, no matter what kind of Taoism, they are all evolved from the five elements, and they cannot escape the restraint of the five elements.

Wenqu is a Taoist cultivator, and various spells emerge in endlessly. Although Hengfeng is a swordsman, Ye Xiu worried that he would be restrained by practicing swordsmanship alone, so he specially taught him a five-element sword formula, using the sword to control the way, using the sword as the law , This led to the current scene, both of them were exchanging Taoism and sword arts.

Ye Xiu didn't worry about Heng Feng's loss at all, so he cultivated a deep level of mana, and the sage's method of sitting and forgetting Sutra that Heng Feng practiced in the later stage of his body was a hit.

However, something unexpected happened.

Wen Qu suddenly withdrew his Taoism, and his figure disappeared instantly "Ding!"

Everyone heard the sound and saw that Heng Feng was holding the Red Snake Sword and was confronting Wen Qu. Wen Qu's weapon was a pen about two feet long.

The two weapons clashed, and the sound of gold and jade clashing was endless.

Holding the Red Snake Sword in Heng Feng's hand, he stabbed from top to bottom, Wen Qu turned around and raised his pen to block it, and blasted out with his left hand, trying to force Heng Feng back.

However, just when the gun was about to hit Heng Feng, a small sword shot down the gun.

When Wen Qu looked over, he found two small swords, one black and one white, surrounding Heng Feng, "The Liangyi Sword, the secret method of Taixuanzong, please enlighten me."

Hengfeng saw Wenqu looked at the little sword he was protecting with doubts, and answered it in a proud tone.

"Hehe, Brother Dao is a great talent, I lost."

Wen Qu chuckled twice and conceded.

"Win or lose is undecided, why did you say that?" Heng Feng was very puzzled, obviously the strength of the other party was not much different from his own, although he had the confidence to win, but just gave up like this, it was too... not ambitious.

"Win or lose has been decided." Wen Qu said and stretched out his hand, which was a black inkstone. "Isn't this mountain and river inkstone beaten to death by your Liangyi sword?"

At this moment, both Hengfeng and the audience were a little puzzled. They didn't even fight, so how could they be restrained to death?

Ye Xiu, on the other hand, had some conclusions in his mind, "This Shanhe inkstone, if I remember correctly, is a failure of your previous practice?" Ye Xiu asked Longjun.

"This... so there is such a thing... I gave it to a scholar... but that scholar doesn't know how to practice."

Longshu recalled it for a long time, but he was not very sure. Back then, when he first dabbled in weapon refining, he also had quite a few works, some of which failed and some of which were successful.

Wen Qu held a mountain and river inkstone in his hand, which was one of Longjun's failures.

The original setting is that it can be big or small, as big as a mountain, as small as a pearl, the ink in the inkstone is inexhaustible, inexhaustible, and can even be turned into a horse to hurt people.It is a magic weapon of the eighth rank.

However, it failed. It was only at the sixth rank, and its power was not as great as imagined. It also had a fatal flaw, which would be restrained by pure yin or pure yang mana.

The reason for the failure of refining is the imbalance of yin and yang in the magic weapon itself. The two ritual swords are formed by the convergence of yin and yang forces, so it is impossible to overcome this mountain and river inkstone to death?

"What's more, my mana and physical strength are not as good as fellow daoists. This time, fellow daoist Hengfeng won."

Wen Qu said, and then stepped off the stage.

In this regard, Hengfeng frowned tightly. He didn't like this feeling very much, as if...the opponent just came to play. He didn't respect the opponent at all for the game. If you admit defeat, you admit defeat.

"This kid, it's hard to become a master." Nagarjuna made the final comment.

After Hengfeng, it was Yuying from Xuanwumen who faced Xuanhe from Taixuanzong.

There is nothing to talk about this time. Yuying from Xuanwu Sect only relies on the Xuanwu seal. As the only monk among the top ten who holds a fairy weapon, Yuying is so proud.

However, he met Xuanhe.

As soon as he entered the field, Xuanhe spread out the formation, and in an instant a Nine Palaces Xuanwu Formation was set up.

This woman, Yuying, is arrogant and arrogant, and her understanding of the formation is only one word, smash.

Relying on the Immortal Artifact Xuanwu Seal, he forcibly smashed a hole out of the formation.

This Jiugong Xuanwu Formation was specially selected by Xuanhe, adding the Jiugong Formation to the purely defensive Xuanwu Formation, making him an extremely hard and impenetrable formation!

After trapping Yuying inside, Xuanhe moved a chair and read a book on the field, not paying any attention to the huge roar coming from inside the formation.

This is hitting hard.

"How did the Xuanwu Sect teach such a guy?" Ye Xiu frowned. How is this way different from a reckless man?

"Humph!" Xuehe didn't even bother to take a look, but Nagarjuna opened his eyes, "It has been hundreds of years in Xuanwumen that no one has been able to get the recognition of Xuanwu Seal. Now that there is such a one, it is naturally very precious. They all depend on her, even if she is in the middle of leaving her body, she is just one of the many beings, the only difference is that she has a fairy weapon."

There is no doubt that Xuanhe won this battle. When Yuying smashed the Nine Palaces Xuanwu formation, Xuanhe leisurely stood in front of the hole in the formation, and in front of Yuying, he laid down another layer. Eight Diagrams Mirror Gate Formation.

Yuying's face turned green immediately.

Behind Xuanhe was Feixue, the little Zen monk who faced Jianzong.

After the two greeted each other, they each showed their supernatural powers. Feixue, a silver-white long sword from Jianzong's descendant, turned into thousands, and flew towards the Zen saying "Prajna Vientiane!"

The dragon elephant's magical power was used, and the little Zen monk instantly became huge. The long sword in his hand was like a child's toy, vulnerable to a single blow, and the rain of swords was scattered with just a wave of his hand.

Seeing this, Feixue was calm and dissatisfied. She raised the silver long sword high, and the sword energy overflowed. In a few breaths, it gathered into a huge sword, and slashed at Zen Yu with the power of thunder.

"Shh!"

Zen Yu's figure flashed, and it returned to its original size. This sword was empty.

"Amitabha!"

It was clearly the childish words of a child, but the voice was as loud as thunder. Everyone in the town trembled, and the four swastika Buddha seals slammed down on Feixue's position.

"break!"

With four flashes of sword light, Feixue came out holding the sword, using his own sword energy to break through the Buddhist supernatural power.

Feixue flew out in the air, with unabated momentum, and the silver-white sword energy came along with the sword moves. The moves were fatal, and the Zen language was defeated, so he had to sacrifice his own magic weapon, the Seven Treasure Golden Lotus.

As soon as the Seven Treasures Golden Lotus came out, all of Feixue's sword energy was blocked outside. If he couldn't break the Seven Treasures Golden Lotus, Feixue's battle would be a worrying one.

In mid-air, the Zen speaking little monk was wearing a pure white cassock, sitting on the golden lotus with seven treasures, chanting scriptures silently, surrounded by countless swastikas and Buddha seals, overflowing with golden light, and the precious appearance was solemn, worthy of the name of the Little Living Buddha.

Feixue looked at the Qibao Jinlian and frowned. This thing is also the eighth rank at the very least. It is difficult to stop his sword energy so easily...

Seeing that Feixue didn't attack, the Zen-talking little monk seemed to be thinking of a way to break it. If you don't attack, it doesn't mean I won't attack!

The sound of chanting suddenly became louder, and the swastika Buddha seals that surrounded Zen Yu all rushed towards Feixue. , and were also forced into a few embarrassments.

Feixue was furious, and sacrificed the divine sword Feilian that had been sealed by him all along.

[Fei Lian: Ninth Grade—the Immortal Artifact is higher than the Ninth Grade, but lower than the Immortal Artifact. It is extremely powerful and extremely fast. 】

This Fei Lian is a relic of his predecessors that he found in the Wanjian Tomb of Jianzong. Because the grade is too high, he can't grasp it, so he has been sealing it all the time. Xia sacrificed Fei Lian, trying to win with Fei Lian's advantage.

However, Seven Treasure Golden Lotus is not vegetarian either.

It was made by master craftsman Yun Zhongzi after Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun's seven treasure golden lotus, the magic weapon for towning caves, and the quality is not inferior to Feilian.

Moreover, Qibao Jinlian, also known as Dunlong Zhuang, is not just a turtle shell.

Seeing Fei Lian's menacing approach, Zen Yu instantly activated the second function of the Seven Treasure Golden Lotus, teleportation!

The golden lotus disappeared instantly, replaced by three golden rings.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk!"

After three beeps, everyone realized that Feixue was tied to a golden dragon stake by three golden rings.

"Assignment."

Zen wins!

"After all, it's not beautiful to rely on magic weapons to win." Ye Xiu commented.

"Since it is given to him, whether he uses it or not, how to use it is all his own. If he loses on the magic weapon, he still loses." Longshu's urine is the same as Ye Xiuxuehe's. To protect his shortcomings, he is a person after all...

Ye Xiu couldn't figure it out, how come other people's incarnations obeyed the deity's words, and his two avatars were either quarreling with him, quarreling, or quarreling with Orz

Why do I hate it so much!