The Seven Saints squinted their eyes and said in a hoarse voice, like the sound of sand rubbing against frosted glass, "This kid is a bit tricky!"
After that, a saint wearing black armor, holding a sharp spear and stepping on the reins, rushed towards Kongming with the crisp sound of horse hooves.
However, the reality did not seem to be as simple as he imagined. He went deeper into the sky.
boom!
A bolt of thunder immediately enveloped his body, and then flames and ice and snow rushed towards him. Half of his body was bitingly cold, while the other half was burning like a burning flame.
As soon as the lotus comes close to the saint, it burns into thousands of dazzling little lotus flowers. The lotus flowers flicker and flicker, like the black and white impermanence chasing life and locking soul.
Thousands of small lotus flowers, but only black and white, were embedded in the petals. At this time, this deadlock caused the attitude of the seven saints to change.
"How could this be?" The saint held a spear in his hand and pulled away the black and white lotus flowers wrapped around his body. But unfortunately, even if he did this, the lotus flowers would not be extinguished. Instead, they were like a group of bloodthirsty mosquitoes, and then covered them again. His body seemed to have grown in his flesh and blood.
Yu Zun's eyes were glazed over, and he said quietly: "What a deceitful technique, Fang Cheng, you once again impressed me..."
But at this moment, the opportunity was too late to come. He suddenly pulled out the black iron scimitar from the scabbard and shouted: "Heaven-Splitting Style..."
Now, his Sky-Splitting Style is no longer what it used to be. The three-inch-long black iron scimitar has now grown into a giant blade tens of thousands of feet long.
The knife flashed in mid-air, and then a car appeared in the sky, clang! Clang! Thunder flowed along the blade to the blade. The extremely bright Yuantian Blade was burning with purple-white flames, and there were a few more plum blossoms around the Yuantian Blade.
The plum blossoms are fluttering and falling, like the last glimmer of hope in the bitterly cold winter. The plum blossoms are swaying and falling straight down, as if they are giving the ordinary people in the world the last chance.
At this time, plum blossoms were all over the sky, and there seemed to be a few roots at the end of the sky. At this time, Fang Cheng suddenly shouted: "Brother Yu, I didn't expect it to be in your hands..."
Yu Zun smiled and said, "When did I abandon it?"
It is the root crown on the jade tree. At this time, the tree trunk is inserted in the shadow of the Yuantian Blade and has grown into a psychic plum tree.
Lotus flowers filled the sky and suddenly fell to the ground. No one expected that after the lotus flowers fell to the ground, snow lotuses sprouted crazily.
The snow lotuses are extremely beautiful. They surround the plum tree deeply embedded in the soil, swaying gently in the wind...
The night was gradually getting colder. At this moment, in the eyes of Yu Zun and Fang Cheng, the surrounding earth, stone, grass and trees were so cold and ruthless. In the lonely night sky, a few jackdaws were heard, and occasionally there were some partridges. Join in, and those lonely cries follow the long wind and disappear into the distance, leaving only loneliness and desolation, like a fishing boat singing late...
At this time, the smell of blood became stronger, Fang Cheng frowned and said: "They must have killed many people to lead to the ending in front of them..."
But Yu Zun, whose eyes were full of murderous intent, had already forgotten everything. He took the Heavenly Origin Blade and slashed it down crazily...
Uh-huh!
After a shadow of the knife, there was another messy move. The Seven Saints' eyes were blurry. The young man holding the black iron scimitar seemed to be in a thick fog. When he appeared again, the Seven Saints were sitting down. The iron cavalry has been beheaded...
At this moment, the hearts of the seven saints were startled. Their anger was ignited at that moment. The eldest saint among them said with a stern voice: "Kill him!" With a hoarse voice, he could not even speak a word. It seemed like it took a lot of effort, and they didn't seem to speak for a long time.
The seven saints were all holding some very heavy weapons, but the seventh man raised the steel whip in his hand and swung it wildly. The steel whip was more than thirty feet long and extremely heavy.
There was a sneer in Yu Zun's heart, and he said: "What seven saints? They are just ordinary people. I, Yu Zun, look up to you!"
Yu Zun held the Heavenly Origin Blade and faced him. At this moment, a stinging pain came from his tiger's mouth. He was stunned. In front of him was the seventh person with some brute strength, and this person , showing two rows of steel teeth, looking at him and smiling.
The seventh person's voice was hoarse and said: "Boy! How are you doing?"
Yu Zun sneered and said: "You have some brute force, but I won't let you continue to be rampant anymore! Just wait and see!"
A stern smile appeared on the corner of the seventh person's mouth, and he said: "I want to see if you are really capable, or if you are just bragging! Come on! Let me see!"
At this time, Yu Zun had a purple mysterious seal on his forehead. The purple flame mysterious seal was spinning crazily between his forehead. I don’t know since when, the clothes on his body had been covered by a ball of magic flames. It was burned down, leaving only a strange magic pattern all over his body. The magic pattern flickered on and off, flickered and disappeared...
After that, for some unknown reason, a storm blew up between heaven and earth. The wind of the storm was extremely violent...
However, when I felt it with my heart, I suddenly realized that there was no storm, it was just a storm formed by the gathering of mysterious energy...
At this time, there was a young man standing in the center of the storm, but what was shocking was that the pieces of vigorous Xuan Qi actually poured into his forehead. The Qi actually turned into a vast ocean, and when everyone stood in it, they would feel a sense of comfort and open-mindedness!
However, for the Seven Saints, this may not be the case. They cannot consume this mysterious energy. They are like floating in a vast ocean.
Seeing that the battle situation at this moment was about to be difficult to reverse, the seventh man suddenly picked up his halberd and attacked Yu Zun who was standing in the eye of the storm. At this time, his whole body also ignited a piece of magic flame, and this The piece of demonic flame is a gift from the Lord!
The seventh person was shocked and felt a chill in his heart, "This demonic flame...this demonic flame..."
He suddenly shouted loudly and said at the top of his lungs: "Brother...brother...this flame is...yes"
"Seventh Brother, please speak slowly, don't be nervous!" The first of the Seven Saints said softly to comfort him.
"Brother! That is the Demonic Flame of Nothingness!" The seventh person said at this time, still feeling frightened.
"Ah? Seventh Brother, you are not joking! This is the prison world! How could this void demonic flame appear in this realm?" The first person looked at the purple-gold flames burning around Yu Zun in disbelief. At first, The flames were black and white, but at this moment, the fireworks gradually turned into purple gold.
"Seventh Brother, please don't make his Void Demonic Flame turn purple-gold! By then, it will be too late!" Perhaps the first person had already realized the seriousness of the situation. His voice became more and more serious. His hair became hoarse.
The seventh human body stagnated, and suddenly jumped up, holding a steel whip, and attacked. The steel whip in his hand also had a piece of black magic flame, and the piece of magic flame emitted in the boundless night. A sizzling sound of burning.
Clang!
The steel whip whipped in the air, and the empty space was branded with a whip mark and sunken.
Looking back at Yu Zun, there was no trace of his body, and his strong body was made up of muscles like a horned dragon, wrapped around it crazily.
His eyes were filled with blood and his teeth were cold. He shouted: "Broken!"
Between the heaven and the earth, a crazy wave suddenly appeared, and the waves swept in surgingly one after another. It was the fourth form of the Heaven-Splitting Style - Chaosing the Heaven and Earth.
On the turbulent waves, there were actually several golden dragons shuttled among them. The dragons were extremely frightening. Their pupils were as big as a window, and their entangled body was as big as a rocky mountain.
The giant dragon let out a thundering roar, and the world suddenly went dark. There was still some moonlight left on the edge of the sky, which had penetrated the clouds and fell down. However, it was those incomplete ones. The light was also swallowed up by the giant dragon.
The dragon's crouched body instantly spread out in mid-air.
Clang!
There were tens of millions of weapons, swords, and halberds rolled up by the dragon's body. When he looked closely, he realized that there was no giant dragon at all, it was just made up of weapons, swords, and halberds!
He suddenly remembered the strange things that happened in the Sword Tomb at that time. Could it be that this scene was also a gift from the Sword Tomb?
At this moment, tens of millions of weapons, swords and axes emitted a large swath of holy light, and then swept towards the Seven Saints. It was a vast ocean composed of terrifying waves. This vast ocean enveloped everything in the world, with an area of countless Thousands of kilometers......
Weapons, swords and halberds swept away like a frenzy, a raging wave, a capricious sea of swords...
The hearts of the Seven Saints froze. At this moment, there was gradually a trace of regret in their hearts, "What should we do?"
At this moment, the Seven Saints probably want to retreat!
However, the first of the Seven Saints was still very stubborn, "It's not that difficult, just help me!" I don't know if he was not ashamed of his words...
He suddenly jumped up and threw the halberd in his hand. The halberd turned into tens of millions of blood pythons in mid-air.
The blood python is very strong, and its twisted body is like steel bars, which is on par with the golden dragon.
The sky is getting colder and colder. From time to time, there are a few chirping sounds of insects among the rustling grass. Looking at the sky again, there are a few residual strokes left behind after bursts of dazzling bright light. ink.
As soon as Jian Hai Fang entered the domain of the seven saints, a sonorous sound broke out. The seven people frantically discussed swords and halberds and attacked with thousands of swords.
But I saw the light of the sword, suddenly dimming and then brightening. This kind of scene makes people feel a little panicked and a little frightened...
"Hmph! The end of the powerful crossbow!" A stern smile appeared on Yu Zun's cold face.
At this time, tens of millions of blood pythons were approaching, and the first person shouted: "Don't let him ignite the Demonic Flame of Nothingness again!"
However, it was too late. Although the blood python was close, at this moment, the void demon flame on Yu Zun's forehead was already burning.
The rapidly spinning void demonic flames suddenly turned into several veins, continuously leading the flames to his limbs and bones.
The demonic flames covering the body were extremely dazzling in the dark night. The demonic flames flickered and extinguished, following the skylight above their heads, sometimes becoming brighter and sometimes darker.
Yu Zun shouted: "Give it to me!"
A ball of demonic flames shot out quickly from the black iron scimitar in his hand, and this scene made the Seven Saints feel horrified in their hearts.
Just a ball of demonic flames had already killed tens of millions of blood pythons.
The first person's expression tightened and he said, "No! We may be dead!"
However, the second person standing next to him had a look of disdain on his face. He snorted coldly: "Is it possible that eldest brother is also a person who fears death?"
The first person was startled and suddenly realized, "I'm afraid it's difficult to solve the problem! Today, if there is no way to survive, it is just a way to die!"
"Haha! Brother, you are too pessimistic, we will still have a chance!" The third person held a giant blade in his hand, frantically blocking the fierce wind and rain of swords in the vast sea.
"Oh? Third brother, do you have a magic trick?" The first man's face became more joyful, and he stood aside and said thoughtfully.
"Haha! Did the elder brother forget the Eye of Profound Energy that went to Sancha Youluo Realm?" The third person laughed loudly, and there was no longer any formality on his face.
"Oh...that's it, third brother! What a brilliant idea! What a brilliant idea! Then, which one of you is willing to negotiate with him?" The first man's face became more and more sad because of the wind and rain of swords just now. Terrible.
"Brother! Let me do it this time!" The fifth person, who looked like a white-faced scholar, was holding a paper fan in his hand. However, the paper fan was actually magical, and he shook it gently. With a swing, the swords and halberds were no longer able to get close. There was not a trace of blood or a knife mark on his body, which made him somewhat unique.
"Sorry for bothering you, fifth brother. I hope you come back safely!" At this time, everyone was also distressed. At this moment, they tied their hope to the fifth person.
