"Although Zhuo Donglai has not merged with a destructive-level god, the power of each sword light is equivalent to a blow from a destructive-level god. Such terrifying power is really shocking. No wonder the Taoist Wuwei used Zixia Immortal Clothes to destroy the country with one sword. This is so overbearing, I wonder how Han Sen will respond?" King Tianyuan narrowed his eyes, looking like he was watching something good.
Luo Jide also sighed softly: "The Wuwei Dao Ancestor back then was really an astonishing talent. Even the president was jealous of him. It's a pity that he refused to join our Luan Shen Guild, otherwise he would have done great things. "
Everyone was captivated by that dazzling sword, and had the thought of being invincible.
Han Sen saw the terrifying sword intent coming, but he didn't panic. He pointed his finger at Zhuo Donglai and stabbed Zhuo Donglai in vain.
Without the shocking sword energy, without the unparalleled sword light, the seemingly light thrust was completely unable to compete with Zhuo Donglai's shocking swordsmanship.
But just such a sword stab caused the hearts of all those watching the battle to tremble. They all felt as if the sword was stabbing into their own hearts, piercing their own hearts. They couldn't help but groaned and fell back again and again. Many people They even opened their mouths and spit out blood. Even the top experts had blood oozing from the corners of their mouths, and their faces were full of horror.
This sword is the spiritual sword technique that Han Sen learned from the Six Paths Emperor. The spiritual sword technique is not a spiritual sword technique, but a sword technique that points directly to the soul.
This is a swordsmanship that relies on the mind and will. A sword is aimed directly at the heart. If there is something missing in the heart, it will be hurt by this sword. It has a name but no moves, a spirit but no reality.
The Spiritual Sword Way itself has no ability to hurt people. The real enemy of those who fall victim to the Spiritual Sword Way is themselves.
Zhuo Donglai looked at Han Sen's sword thrust, and suddenly felt like he was in a nightmare. Countless bizarre scenes flashed through his mind for a while, and his will was lost in an instant. The strongest sword, Zi Qi Donglai, did not attack himself. Broken, disappeared in an instant.
"What kind of evil swordsmanship is that?" The dignitaries of the seven empires were all shocked and horrified. They couldn't understand the power of Han Sen's sword, which could have such a strange effect.
They habitually believe that physical strength is the foundation and ignore the cultivation of their own realm. There are very few people who can understand the magic of Han Sen's sword.
Only a few top experts, when they saw Han Sen's sword, they all admired Han Sen's swordsmanship.
Han Sen frowned and looked at Zhuo Donglai, because although Lingjian Dao was powerful, he didn't think Zhuo Donglai would be defeated so easily by Lingjian Dao. He had a vague feeling that there was another reason for Zhuo Donglai's collapse.
Suddenly, a divine light appeared in the void, and a beam of light came from the void and landed on Zhuo Donglai, causing traces of blue light to appear on his body, as if some power was being withdrawn from his body. .
"Bloodline deprivation..." Yan Beifei sighed.
Now everyone understands what happened. The god who gave Zhuo Donglai the divine blood is withdrawing his divine blood.
Every time those blue rays of light spread out, the aura on Zhuo Donglai's body became weaker, just like a dying person whose life force was gradually being withdrawn.
boom!
When the divine bloodline in Zhuo Donglai was stripped to a certain extent, the Zixia Immortal Clothes on his body automatically separated from his body.
For humans in the empire's universe, the divine bloodline is the basis for controlling genetic species. Now that Zhuo Donglai's divine bloodline has been extracted, peerless genetic species such as Zixia Xianyi are naturally no longer restricted by him and have regained their freedom.
A hint of joy flashed in Tianzong's eyes, and the old man next to him also said joyfully: "After Zixia Immortal Yi regains her freedom, she will definitely return to the Dao Pond. When the time comes, as long as the little junior brother enters the Dao Pond again, Master and I will do our best to help. Junior brother will have the opportunity to be protected by this divine seed, and he will definitely inherit the Taoism of our Tianzong in the future."
The reason why the leader of the Tianzong forced Zhuo Donglai was not only to get him to withdraw from the competition for the position of the leader of the Tianzong, but the most important thing was to seize the Zixia Immortal Clothes.
If there is no strong strength, even if the leader of the Tianzong forces his son to inherit the position of the leader of the Tianzong, he will definitely not be able to sit there for a long time.
But if Zixia Immortal Clothes can help, then the position of the leader of Tianzong will be unbreakable.
The leader of Tianzong has been planning for a long time. As long as Zixia Xianyi returns to the Dao Pool, he will bless his son with secret techniques and secret treasures. Even if he sacrifices his life's savings and hard work, he will find a future for his son.
Although the leader of the Tianzong felt guilty towards Zhuo Donglai, the nature of father and son and the aging body and mind made him choose to do whatever it took for his son.
But what made the Tianzong leader and the old man feel a little strange was that although the Zixia Fairy Clothes was separated from Zhuo Donglai's body, it did not leave and return to the Dao Pond. Instead, it was suspended in front of Zhuo Donglai, facing Zhuo Donglai from a distance. The purple clouds on her body shimmered like fairy clothes woven by the sky.
A person and a piece of clothing stand in the air. The person is as old as a weeping grass, but the clothes are covered with glowing sunlight. The scene is extremely bizarre. The divine bloodline in Zhuo Donglai's body has been completely withdrawn, and the mysterious light beam from the void has also been dissipated. .
Now Zhuo Donglai has completely lost the aura he had just now, and no longer has a god-like temperament. His long purple hair, which was originally turned into purple, is now not to mention flowing with purple clouds. Even the black color has receded, and all his long hair has turned into withered hair. White, as if he had grown old overnight.
Seeing such a powerful and beautiful man end up like this, many girls and young women had tears in their eyes and felt sorry for Zhuo Donglai in their hearts.
Even many invincible experts have regrets in their hearts, and some cannot bear to see a peerless genius end up like this.
"Master Tianzong, you have gone too far." In the Wuwei Dao Palace, there were also people who complained about Zhuo Donglai. However, this was a family matter of Tianzong. Even if they wanted to stand up for Zhuo Donglai, they would do so without permission.
But at this moment, on the Zixia Immortal Clothes, Zixia bloomed, as if a god had descended, exuding the boundless Immortal Charm of Zixia.
"Is Zixia Immortal Clothes finally returning to the Dao Pond?" Although the Tianzong leader couldn't bear it, he couldn't help but get excited again when he saw Zixia Immortal Clothes rising into the sky.
But the next second, the Tianzong leader's eyes widened with disbelief on his face.
The purple cloud fairy clothes actually descended on Zhuo Donglai, who had long white hair, like a divine robe on his body. Thousands of purple clouds of infinite rays of light fell from the sky and the earth, causing the purple gas on Zhuo Donglai's body to rise, and the energy in his body quickly revived. Like the Son of God waking up from a deep sleep.
"How could this happen? This is impossible! Zhuo Donglai no longer has the blood of the gods, how could Zixia Immortal Yi still choose him? This is impossible..." The leader of Tianzong suddenly stood up and stared at Zixia Immortal Yi. He Zhuo Donglai looked in disbelief.
