Every saint is a martial arts genius who overpowers his peers and seizes all his fortune.
At this moment, when more than sixty saints gathered in the sea of clouds in the blue sky and started a war, the space in the blue sky actually shattered!
On the battlefield to the north, a female warrior saint from the sect wearing a green skirt shook the blue bottle of sacred weapon in her hand.
The blue vase sacred weapon emits green light, spreads out, and in the blink of an eye it condenses into a vigorous ancient tree that covers the sky and the sun.
The many branches of the vigorous ancient tree trembled non-stop, spreading crazily and growing in all directions, and the roots penetrated the universe and planted in the void.
"Boom!"
The leaves of the vigorous ancient tree swayed crazily and kept flying down. Accompanied by the majestic wooden path marks, it seemed like thousands of green light divine spears were sent out, drowning the martial saints of the Daxuan Dynasty with overwhelming power. .
At the same time, Marquis Yanyang of the Daxuan Dynasty looked up to the sky and roared, and a divine bow appeared in his hand.
He opened his bow and drew the arrow, his eyes filled with sparks. When the bowstring was pulled open, the fire continued to the sky and the earth, and chaos filled the air.
"boom--"
There was a sound of a bowstring releasing.
Li Xian's fiery red arrow suddenly turned into a red bird beast, carrying fire that could burn rivers and boil seas, and attacked the vigorous ancient trees.
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This is a chaotic duel between saints. If you are not careful, you will fall on the spot.
I have to say that this melee between saints was terrifying. If the battle took place not in the blue sky but in the Eastern Wilderness Divine Continent in the human world, I am afraid that the Eastern Wilderness Divine Continent would have been beaten to pieces long ago and all living beings would be wailing.
As time went by, gradually, the martial saints of the sect alliance began to consciously attack Bo Qing, all with fierce moves.
The martial saints of the Daxuan Dynasty also wanted to save themselves and were unwilling to sacrifice their lives to rescue Bo Qing.
Under such circumstances, the chaotic battle began to fall on the Martial Saints of the Sect Alliance.
"Mu Luan, there is no need to risk your life for such a demon cultivator who has no overall concept. I think this beast may be rebellious!" After dodging the attack of the frost divine thunder as big as a giant pillar, Ming Yuehou held the ball tightly in his hand. The sacred weapon is tied with a moon rope, and his eyes indicate Muluanhou.
Marquis Muluan looked at Bo Qing who was struggling to support himself in front of him, and then at Marquis Langdao who looked gloomy behind him, and nodded inaudibly: "Of course I can spare it."
"I want to see who is going to save Bo Qing!?" Langdao Hou's eyes were dark and his heart was aching.
After his sacred weapon, the Wild Wave Knife, was destroyed by Bo Qing, he has been grudged against Bo Qing and wished he could eat Bo Qing alive.
That is a sacred weapon, enough to protect the prosperity and inheritance of a family. It is the second life of a saint. As a result, it was easily destroyed by Bo Qing!
Those who can become marquises are naturally elites who understand the choices of the times. These Great Xuanwu Saints all took action symbolically to preserve themselves. The difficulties faced by Bo Qing became bigger and bigger, and he was almost forced to a dead end.
"If you are in good faith, you will get many help, but if you are not in good faith, there will be little help. Even your allies will abandon you. This is what will happen if you follow the path of demonic cultivation!" Taoist Minghuo's eyes were grim.
He turned the red halberd in his hand, like a flash flood erupting or a volcano erupting. The red halberd released an even brighter light. As he moved it, it left an indelible mark in the void.
"Ahem... The scroll of the sea of clouds is rising." Taoist Guanhai coughed and vomited blood, feeling listless. But he still took a breath and used all his strength to activate the Sea of Clouds Scroll Holy Artifact. There was very little immortal energy in his body.
The scroll of the sea of clouds slowly opened, and in just a moment, the terrifying scenes such as flash floods and tsunamis, the falling Milky Way, and the exploding stars in the scroll became reality and poured towards Bo Qing.
Not only these two powerful Taoists, but also nine saints from the sect alliance were surrounding Bo Qing at this moment, all working together.
Martial Saint An Sheng pushed out the black and white yin and yang millstone under his command, with a ferocious smile on his face: "Next, I'll see how you resist!"
In the vast sea of clouds, all kinds of divine lights are everywhere, murderous intent is permeated, and an unspeakable great fear descends here.
The terrifying power erupted from the combined attack skills of the Nine Saints of the sect made the Great Xuanwu Saints tremble with fear and scream.
This majestic force directly broke a corner of the blue sky. How could an ordinary saint withstand this blow?
Everyone was watching the blue-robed figure with rapt attention.
The figure in blue robe is none other than Bo Qing...or in other words, Hong Yuan.
At this moment, the nervous expression on Hong Yuan's face disappeared. He looked calm and said softly: "The strongest moment often also represents the weakest moment."
The strongest moment often also represents the weakest moment! ?
The saints were puzzled.
The magical power of the Dream Dao - the protection of the reverse flow river, the residual dream robe!
A big blue river came out of thin air, wrapped around the sword body, and quickly formed a light blue robe, blessing him.
This light blue robe is engraved with the sun, moon, stars, flowers, birds, fish and insects, as well as mountains, rivers and rivers. All kinds of complicated Taoist patterns are engraved on it, making the light blue robe more solemn and solemn.
Around the light blue robe, there is a white dragon formed by water mist, breathing faintly, hiding murderous intent.
The saints were astonished, because the flood source was high above the sky at this time, with an aura that looked down on all living beings, like an ancient sword fairy coming to the dust.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The offensive formed by nine saints, including Taoist Minghuo, Taoist Guanhai, and Martial Saint Ansheng, hit the flood source in a mighty manner, but was swallowed up by the blue waves of the flood source's light blue robe.
Calm.
quiet.
Quiet.
On this chaotic battlefield, there was silence for a moment.
"No, it's impossible. Where did he get so much immortal energy! Also, what kind of magical power is this!?" Langdao Hou's eyes widened and they were about to burst.
Marquis Muluan and Marquis Mingyue also looked at Hong Yuan with surprised faces, feeling even more shocked.
It is already remarkable that a regular saint can reserve more than fifty Qingti Immortal Yuan, but "Bo Qing" has more than a hundred Qingti Immortal Yuan, which may not be infinite!
"How is it possible? How is it possible?" Martial Saint An Sheng saw Hong Yuan taking this move easily and blinked, thinking that he was hallucinating.
You have such strength, why are you hiding from XZ and being beaten like a dog by us?
The saints were distracted for a moment, but Hong Yuan was not distracted.
He took a single step with his sword, and immediately turned into a divine blue rainbow, suddenly striking at Guanhai Taoist who was coughing up blood at an incredible speed.
Taoist Guanhai's pupils shrank suddenly, his hair stood up, and he suddenly felt a life-and-death crisis.
"Farewell." Hong Yuan smiled softly with a gentle attitude.
Stab, the Tianhe Sword easily pierced the body of Taoist Guanhai and penetrated the blessed land of Taoist Guanhai.
Taoist Guanhai, who was still coughing up blood, stiffened, his eyes lost their sparkle, and the sacred artifact of the Sea of Clouds Scroll was also grasped by Hong Yuan.
As soon as the light turned, the Yunhai Sacred Artifact was refined by Hong Yuan.
Sacred weapons are rare, so the saints take great precautions against them. Once there is any sign of losing control, the sacred weapon will explode with just a thought. This is also the reason why Hong Yuan wanted to act before!
"Senior brother!" Martial Saint An Sheng's eyes were about to burst, and the nine-day flood of anger in his heart could not clean it away. He threw himself towards Hong Yuan angrily.
roar!
A bit of coldness stands out.
Martial Saint An Sheng, who was running around, fell to the ground in an instant, lifeless. Like Taoist Guanhai, he died at the hands of Hong Yuan!
easy! Freehand!
This is the brand new impression Hong Yuan left on everyone.
The saints on the battlefield looked at Hong Yuan in shock, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.
"Bo Qing..." At the rear headquarters of the sect alliance, Li Taihao, the seventh-level swordsman of Qinglu Taoist Temple, the 'Broken Army Sword Master', was heartbroken and wanted to take action. Because the deceased Martial Saint Ansheng and Taoist Guanhai were both the Supreme Elder Martial Saint of Qinglu Taoist Temple.
"Bastards, what are you doing!?" At the base camp of the Daxuan Dynasty, King Zhennan looked angrily at the many Daxuanwu Saints on the light mirror.
All the martial saints in the sect alliance abandoned their opponents and attacked "Bo Qing" one after another. However, the martial saints of the Daxuan Dynasty only made symbolic moves and had no intention of rescuing "Bo Qing"!
Except for the sect martial saint who really couldn't escape, the other sect martial saints all launched an attack on "Bo Qing", more than twenty of them, with General Bai Xiangxuan and other geniuses at the forefront.
The mountains and seas were overturned, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered.
All kinds of terrifying scenes appeared because of the powerful offensive of this group of sect martial saints.
The essence of vegetation, the essence of the scorching sun, the glimmer of stars, the origin of thunder...
Dao marks from various schools poured in indescribable numbers, intertwined with each other, fused or offset. During this process, there was an extremely terrifying explosion of shocking power.
They are pressing towards "Bo Qing" from all directions. Faced with this attack, even a seventh-level martial saint will be punished on the spot if he fails!
"How will you crack it?" In the magnificent palace, the great sage Mouliang subconsciously grasped the white feather fan and stared closely at the blue-robed figure.
"Certainly!"
Hong Yuan gave a soft drink, and a green light flashed between his eyebrows. A huge green ingot lotus flashed, and its leaves swayed slightly.
Suddenly, behind Hongyuan, a green lotus shadow emerged that was bigger than the ancient stars. It stretched across the end of the world and was huge and boundless. It reached the chaos at the top and the Jiuyou at the bottom. It was unknown how many tens of thousands of feet high it was.
A lotus in the sky forever!
"boom!"
This sacred vision merged into the Qingyuan Baolian, and rushed into the light blue robe formed by the "Reverse Flow River Protective Canmeng Robe".
A moment later, the blue river surged and flooded the void, swallowing up the essence of various plants and trees, the essence of the scorching sun, and the glimmer of stars in one fell swoop, destroying the dao marks attached above.
"A lotus in the eternal blue sky!" A bystander could not help but exclaim in a low voice, recognizing this strange phenomenon.
According to legend, the Eternal Green Lotus can attain immortality through nine calamities and become a "fairy in the world of mortals". There are also rumors that the human race's Qinglian Tianzun Huadao Shen is one of the reincarnations of the Eternal Qinglian.
"No, it's not just that. This Bo Qing's defensive magical power evolved from the legendary "Reverse Flow River Protective Seal"!" Another old immortal existence trembled, not sure whether it was excitement or excitement. .
this moment.
Many people who had been watching the battle were horrified.
Using one of these two methods, one can dominate one and become the supreme genius. But "Bo Qing", he actually has both, and they are perfectly integrated.
What a terrifying blessing and luck, what a powerful talent and talent? !
Because of this, the way everyone looked at "Bo Qing" gradually changed.
Hong Yuan possesses the Qingyuan Baolian, activates the Tianhe Sword, and controls the "Reverse Flow River Protective Canmeng Robe", giving him a terrifying power.
He saw the big blue river in front of him rippling, up and down. Amidst the waves and loud sounds, the essence of vegetation, the essence of the scorching sun, the glimmer of stars, the origin of thunder...
These attacks launched by the martial saints of the sect were all reciprocated by Hong Yuan, and they still had 70% of their original power!
"Rumble--"
The sky is broken.
Colorful divine rays of light spurted out from the blue river, extinguishing them toward the martial saints of the sect.
"What, what is this!?" Taoist Minghuo lost his voice, and the red halberd in his hand was also trembling out of fear.
With a shocking wave, everything disappeared, and the traces of the path were eradicated.
The martial saints of the sect were even more shattered by the impact, scattered all over the place, and could no longer gather into formation.
In the sky and the earth, there is only the sound of the huge waves rippling in the big blue river.
The strength Hong Yuan showed was amazing.
Not only was the immortal energy infinite, but the subsequent vision of a single eternal green lotus and the magical power evolved from the "Reverse Flow River Protective Seal" shocked the saints.
"How could Bo Qing be so ferocious? Am I too weak?" The martial saints of the sect doubted themselves.
The Great Xuanwu Saints were stunned: "He is so great, why does he need our help?"
Everyone was in a daze, but Hong Yuan did not forget his main task: to become a seventh-level sword master!
Click-click-click!
The Tianhe Sword made a swallowing sound, and the holy weapon of the Sea of Clouds scroll disappeared from the world.
A stream of extremely refined "spirituality" is fed back from the Tianhe Sword to the Hongyuan Sword Body, strengthening the origin of his Immortal Aperture, allowing the Hongyuan Sword Body to become a seventh-level Martial Saint without going through natural or earthly catastrophes.
"Have you had enough fun? Then it's my turn." Hong Yuan narrowed his eyes and chuckled, holding the hilt of the Tianhe Sword tightly with his backhand and pressing it down.
The magical power of swordsmanship——Water Dragon Roar!
Hong Yuan took a step forward and suddenly waved the Tianhe Sword. A huge circular crack suddenly appeared in the sky, and the crack spread rapidly.
Accompanied by a dragon roar, a blue stegosaurus poked its head out of the large crack. With its claws, it completely tore the crack open, revealing its figure.
This aqua blue sword dragon is sparkling, its two horns are as sharp as swords, its eyes are azure, its teeth and claws are ferocious, and its scales are layered on top of each other, exuding a sharp sword light.
The entire dragon body is 9,999 meters long, with a slender body and very smooth and graceful lines, exuding a true cold and sharp aura.
"boom…"
"Bang bang..."
In the large circular crack, four more aqua blue stegosaurs wandered out one after another.
There are five realms of swordsmanship, sword energy, sword intention, sword light, sword light and sword power, so Hong Yuan's "Water Dragon Song" magical power can also transform into five ferocious sword dragons.
At this point, five aqua-blue stegosaurs were floating around the source of the flood, flipping up and down.
At this moment, this world transformed into a world of swords.
"Where did Bo Qing get so much immortal energy? Did he inherit the infinite immortal energy from Qinglian Tianzun?" All the saints were stunned.
"Go." Hong Yuan pointed his sword gently.
The five-headed sword dragon roared high into the sky, carrying majestic sword marks, which seemed to be able to shatter the world. It collided fiercely with the martial saints of the sect, and pieces of the blue sky were knocked down one after another and fell into the world.
Fierce!
Kill!
tyrannical!
All the profound power of the five realms of swordsmanship was unleashed by Hong Yuan, like a meteorite hitting the earth, or like a star exploding.
"the second one…"
"The third item..."
"The fourth item..."
Hong Yuan's face was indifferent, he stepped out of the sea of clouds filled with sword energy and sword light, and took a leisurely stroll.
Before the martial saints of the sect could even think of resisting, all the sacred weapons in their hands were plundered by Hong Yuan.
This scene is so terrifying.
The saints of the sect alliance watched helplessly as Hong Yuan's momentum increased step by step, but they could not resist.
It’s really like tigers entering the flock of sheep, taking whatever they want.
"You bastard, how dare you deceive my sect alliance into a nobody?"
At the rear base camp of the sect alliance, Li Taihao, the seventh-level swordsman of Qinglu Taoist Temple - the 'Broken Army Sword Lord', looked at the scene on the water curtain and shouted angrily.
He picked up the sacred weapon, the Broken Saber Sword, and immediately rushed towards the battlefield.
Nowadays, it is no longer time to talk about rules.
An existence like Bo Qing that seriously disrupts the balance of the world should not appear on this battlefield in the Eastern Wilderness Continent!
(End of chapter)
