There was only calmness and coldness in Chen Xiu's eyes.
The wizard's face changed slightly, revealing a ferocious smile: "Did you see it? But it doesn't matter anymore!"
He slowly opened his mouth, his face became green, his fangs turned green, and his mouth was full of blood: "The Dragon-Slaying Sword has been removed! The seal of the past has been completely lifted! Even if it does not touch the blood of Zhiyin, it is enough!!"
Mo Zongshu grabbed his throat fiercely and shouted: "What do you mean?"
"Look, look at the ebb and flow of the tide, everything is completely silent!" The witch's smile gradually became crazy.
Chen Xiu suddenly looked back, with a cold light shining between his purple and gold glazed eyes.
At some point, there was a "rumbling" sound in the sky in the distance, rapid and low.
It's like the drum beat on the battlefield, getting faster and faster!
The ground beneath his feet began to tremble and vibrate, like a drumhead under a heavy hammer.
Mo Zongshu raised his head and saw thousands of birds flying in the sky. All the beasts in the mountains and forests were running wildly and roaring, making a mess.
People in all directions were either trembling and kneeling on the ground, as if praying to gods and Buddhas, or spreading their legs like headless flies.
"The Earth Dragon is turning over!!!" A horrified cry echoed in the sky.
Far ahead, where the green mountains overlap, there is a white startling light sweeping across the sky, vast and majestic.
Whether it is the green mountains and green mountains or the distant river boats, they are all swallowed up by the shocking whiteness!
It's not clouds or mist, nor falling rain, but the rolling river water with no end in sight! !
Hanging up to the sky and reaching down to the river, it seems like the Milky Way falling from the sky, or like the brush in the scholar's hand smearing everything clean.
The raging river rolled up tens of thousands of waves, the mountains roared, and the blue sky seemed to melt into the river, like a scroll of doomsday!
This is definitely not a natural disaster or flood!
Mr. Mo's eyes fell on the depths of the river, and sure enough!
Deep in the waves, the peak is as high as a mountain, and a huge dragon head like a mountain is looming, and its dim eyes are comparable to the sun and the moon in the sky.
This is the dragon that according to legend was suppressed under the green mountain by Daoist Master!
Once upon a time, they must have been reincarnated gods and demons who existed in the Dharmakaya! !
"How could it be possible! This power!!" Mo Zongshu said in despair.
This is no longer something that a river of water can do, it is beyond his imagination! !
"Brother Mo, catch that evil ghost for me. I will interrogate him later!" Calm words rang out.
In Mo Zongshu's eyes, Chen Xiu took a gentle step and stood on the lake, his eyes like torches.
锔——
An extremely clear voice sounded, and the sky within a hundred miles radius seemed to dim a bit.
The cries of ghosts and ghosts in the ghost world echoed like resentment, admiration, and weeping. There was thunder rolling in the sky, and black clouds covered the sky.
Mo Zongshu's eyes froze.
What kind of ray of light was that, completely covering Chen Xiu, as if he were an immortal or a Buddha! !
"Wishful thinking, this is the real water of the three rivers and three lakes. How do you block it? What do you use to block it?" Shenwu laughed loudly, a bit unscrupulously.
Chen Xiu held the knife with both hands, the mighty divine thunder erupted, and his lips moved slightly.
The river water under your feet, at this moment, turned into breath and spread in the sky.
The field is open! !
Invisible cyclones burst out, like lightning flashing across the sky.
In Mo Zongshu's shocked eyes, darkness enveloped the sky, and lightning bloomed in every corner of the place.
"I haven't made a move since I got this magic weapon! Today, I can use your Dharma Sheng Dragon's blood to unseal it, which is worthy of it." Chen Xiu said softly to himself, the long knife in his hand slowly passed over his body, and the thunder light Converged on the blade.
The water of the river rippled, and in the eyes of one after another, it turned into a tyrannical lightning light that was as stunning as a giant's knees.
The rocks dissipated, as if swallowed by an invisible mouth, and returned to the heaven and earth, turning into endless thunder.
In an instant, this world completely transformed into a world of thunder.
Everywhere you look, there are only rolling divine thunders, either eerie thunders or mighty pure Yang thunders! !
"Is this Chen Xiu's domain? Refining everything and using it for his own use! This is too crazy. How did he realize it?" As the same great master, Mo Zongshu also has his own pride in his heart!
But at this moment, it was the first time that he felt the extreme gap! !
Pure field gap! !
It's not the talent that can make up for it, but the understanding of martial arts.
Chen Xiu slowly raised his hand, and there seemed to be a ghostly fire blooming on the Nine Nether Thunder Sword! !
Between the earth, the endless power of the netherworld merges into the blade.
Thousands of ghosts cry and howl, and the underworld is lonely! !
"Then, that is a divine weapon!! That is definitely a divine weapon! It represents the earth fire of the netherworld and the divine thunder that represents the power of the sky!! The fusion of yin and yang, the interweaving of good and evil, this is definitely something that only the divine weapon can achieve ." Mo Zongshu exclaimed.
He really couldn't imagine it.
A warrior at the Grand Master level can actually have a magic weapon in his hand! !
"Thunder from the sky, fire from the earth!!" Chen Xiu whispered softly, with an arc of light swaying between his eyes.
Raise the sword to the sky, facing the rolling turbid waves and the turbulent river, and slowly cut it down! !
Purple Thunder Sword Technique, the seventh style, the thunder breaks the sky and the earth! !
This is the last form of the "Purple Thunder Sword Technique", and it is also the most powerful sword ever! !
Sizzling——
Lightning flashes everywhere.
Violent lightning penetrated the heaven and earth, and the Nine Nether Thunder Sword manifested into a thunder blade nearly a hundred feet high, comparable to a mountain! !
"Is this the real magic weapon?" Chen Xiu murmured softly.
Compared to the impregnable Liuhe Universe Mirror and the stunning saw that he can only use purely with brute force, the Nine Nether Thunder Sword has the same origin as his "Purple Thunder Sword Technique" and can exert power beyond imagination. .
Cut it down with one knife! !
The sea of clouds in the sky seems to have been cut open by the thunder knife!
The mighty lightning raged down, and the wave that was as high as the sky shattered!
The huge wave was stopped by a knife!
In the almost empty space, the huge thunder blade was like a divine punishment from the sky, slashing down towards the dragon's head! !
Mountains, tides, dragons, and even seas of clouds!
In the midst of the lightning that was as dazzling as the rising sun, everything turned into nothing!
This sword cut out nearly dozens of miles of empty space!
Mo Zongshu looked at everything there in a daze, almost dreamy!
The corpse of the former Dharmakaya master couldn't stop Chen Xiu's sword from holding the magic weapon in his hand! !
Gods and demons do not set foot in the mortal world, and Chen Xiu is probably almost invincible among the supreme beings in the world, right?
"What you expected was the dead snake, right?"
The indifferent words sounded, and Chen Xiu's eyes fell on the magic witch, showing a kind smile: "I am very interested in your identity and the reason why you did this!"
As he spoke, his eyes turned into whirlpools, and the power of his soul burst out.
"So, don't think about resisting. Otherwise, I will eat you!"
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