For Park Datong, the speed of the black shadow falling from the sky was too fast. A moment ago, it was far away in the sky, but in the blink of an eye, it had passed by him.
Immediately afterwards, there was a violent sound, the sky roared, and the earth shook!
In front of the gate of Bu Gulei Sect, due to the fall of the black shadow, a huge pit with a diameter of a hundred miles was directly smashed out!
Park Datong subconsciously turned his head and looked at his right arm, only to realize that his entire right arm had just disappeared!
He didn't even touch it. Just because he was swept by a stream of air when he passed by the black shadow, his arm, which was a perfect form of alchemy, was directly wiped out!
Severe pain and extreme fear surged out at the next moment. The fear even made Park Datong dare not escape.
He looked at the deep pit below with a face full of horror. In the deep pit, a figure was slowly getting up. His whole body was burning in the fire, and the skin all over his body was cracked, but it slowly healed under the burning of the flames.
Inexplicably, in fear, Park Datong felt a strong familiarity from that figure again.
Suddenly, his eyes widened, staring at the person in the pit, and said tremblingly: "I am alone... I am alone...!"
Because he was so scared, Park Datong even forgot about the severe pain in his arm, pointed at the person, and began to stutter when speaking.
Gu Xiaoxing glanced at Pu Datong, stepped forward, and disappeared directly into the pit.
Almost at the next moment, in the sky tens of thousands of miles away from Park Datong, there was another violent roar, like two meteorites colliding, stirring up bright lights, and then disappeared in an instant, disappearing without a trace.
Pu Datong swallowed his saliva and stared blankly into the distance. The meaning in his heart was indescribable. He was sure that the person just now was Gu Xiaoxing, the leader of the Soul-Eating Sect!
Is he... fighting against someone? !
But with such terrifying power, how far has his cultivation reached? !
What kind of existence are you fighting against again? !
Pu Datong didn't know. He subconsciously turned back and took another look at the huge pit that spread for hundreds of miles in front of the sect. He only knew that if Gu Xiaoxing fell a little further forward, the entire Bu Gulei Sect would be destroyed!
At this moment, Gu Xiaoxing is very annoyed!
Can't beat it!
Even though he tried his best and used the Underworld Art to the extreme, his life level once again crossed several heavens and reached the twenty-fifth level of the Ancient Spirit.
But still can't beat it!
This kind of confrontation between each other seemed to be purely physical confrontation, but in fact both sides used a variety of spells at the same time. It was by no means a simple punch to the flesh, but more dangerous and intense!
If Gu Xiaoxing hadn't had the huge advantage of the ancient spirit force field, he might not have been able to hold on long ago.
Raising the level of life to the eighteenth level is already the limit that Gu Xiaoxing can achieve by using the Hades Art, and it cannot go higher.
But after a punch exchange, he was still at a disadvantage!
Here, Gu Xiaoxing was blown away thousands of miles away by Shen Zhulan's punch, and Gu Xiaoxing was completely furious!
However, he didn't know that Shen Zhulan was angrier than him!
Again and again, again and again!
In his eyes, Gu Xiaoxing was like an invincible Xiaoqiang. No matter how many times he was blown away, he could stand up again. No matter how many injuries he suffered, he could heal quickly in the faint light of fire! ..
This undoubtedly touched the wound in Shen Zhulan's heart again, because his dead child, the Mu Thunder method practiced by Shen Liufeng, also had this ability.
But at this moment, this ability appeared in his enemy, and he couldn't be killed no matter how hard he hit him!
Finally, Shen Zhulan's patience reached its limit. Even if doing so might attract Lord Xuantian, he would not hesitate!
At this moment, Shen Zhulan almost lost his mind. He looked at Gu Xiaoxing thousands of miles away and stopped chasing him. Instead, he suddenly made a seal and spoke suddenly.
"Ask...raise your head three feet...if there is a god!"
What he performed was the God-Asking Technique inherited from Wen Cang Palace!
Thousands of miles away, Gu Xiaoxing raised his eyes slightly.
While angry, he also became more solemn.
He has seen Wen Cang Palace's God-Asking Technique more than once. This technique seems to be able to attract the thoughts left by the true god in the world and exert great power. It can be said to be extremely difficult to deal with.
Seeing a spot of light appear behind Shen Zhulan, Gu Xiaoxing's expression became fierce, and he made the same gesture!
In the distance, eighteen giant swords were flying towards them, it was the eighteen slave swords.
At the same time, further away, in the Sword Control City under the Sword Control Sect!
Even though the lonely city of the Soul-Eating Sect has developed rapidly, Yujian City's position as the number one cultivation city in the small wasteland remains unshakable.
After all, Gucheng was founded only ten years ago and has not experienced the precipitation of time. In contrast, Yujian City already has thousands of years of history, which is far beyond the reach of today's Gucheng.
It was early in the morning, and there were many people in Yujian City. Although it was a cultivation city, there were also many mortals, but the most numerous ones were Qi Condensation cultivators.
But whether you are a mortal or a practitioner of Qi Condensation, there is still a difference between day and night.
Unlike the Jiedan Yuanying, it is normal day and night, and it can even go without sleep for hundreds of years.
But for Qi Condensation, it is obviously not enough. Qi Condensation monks have not yet condensed their spiritual consciousness, their energy is limited, and their consumption cannot keep up with their recovery. Even if they can spend the night through meditation, they still need sleep occasionally.
Therefore, in Yujian City in the early morning, it seems that every household has woken up early to open the door, do morning repairs, do business, or prepare to go out to move bricks. This scene of various life styles has a more mundane atmosphere.
But suddenly, the entire Sword City began to shake, interrupting everyone's rhythm of life. It was suddenly noisy, and everyone was a little confused.
Then, everyone was shocked to see that the more than 6,000 city wall swords surrounding the entire Sword City all rose up from the ground, then turned their swords around and fired in one direction, disappearing in an instant!
what's the situation? !
Everyone was stunned.
Above, Xu Ling, the Taoist Master of the Sword Yu Sect, suddenly opened his eyes and was also stunned. He also wanted to ask.
what's the situation? !
He was the only one able to control those six thousand slave swords in the entire Sword Control Sect. Why did they suddenly fly away on their own?
Moreover, what shocked him even more was that the speed at which the swords flew away was actually much faster than when he controlled them. In the blink of an eye, they had already traveled tens of thousands of miles and completely disappeared from his sight.
Suddenly, Xu Ling had a thought in his mind, thought of something, and became furious.
"You bastard, you borrowed the eighteen swords from my Sword Controlling Sect and haven't returned them for more than ten years."
"Now you want to steal everything from the sword?!"
"This is too much!"
Xu Ling couldn't bear it any longer, so he stood up and chased the flying swords in the direction they were going.
He has realized that this is what Gu Xiaoxing did!
In this world, apart from the sword talismans he controls, only that brat can control these slave swords.
How dare you steal the sword so blatantly? It's too arrogant and excessive!
Xu Ling wanted to catch up at this moment and have a good argument with this brat Gu Xiaoxing!
It's just that the speed of the more than 6,000 subordinate swords is much faster than that of Xu Ling in the middle stage of Nascent Soul...
On the other side, behind Shen Zhulan, the points moved and connected into a line, and the lines formed a virtual shadow.
When the voice of "I am the true god, call Qian Bang" spread in all directions, and when the phantom pointed at Shen Zhulan's eyebrows, his aura suddenly rose crazily.
Gu Xiaoxing's scalp gradually became numb. As he knelt down, his dark eyes were open and his heavenly eyes were half-opened. In his eyes, the shadows made of threads were condensed from meditation.
As for Shen Zhulan, with the blessing of the True God's Meditation, his life level was obviously slowly rising. Although it was not as much as his Underworld Art, it was at least several levels higher.
Moreover, according to what Gu Xiaoxing has seen before, this magic technique is not only as simple as raising the life level of several heavens, but also temporarily obtaining the corresponding magic technique according to the different true gods being summoned.
Gu Xiaoxing is very puzzled that Shen Zhulan will get something from the meditation of the true god who calls himself "Qian Bang".
What magic!
But no matter what it is, even without that weird magic, Shen Zhulan already possesses the cultivation of the late stage of divine transformation. When his life level rises several levels again, it will only become more terrifying.
Gu Xiaoxing's eyes were focused and he didn't wait any longer. With a thought in his mind, the eighteen slave swords surrounding him took the lead and shot straight towards Shen Zhulan.
For these slave swords, the distance of thousands of miles is only a snap of the fingers, and it comes in a blink of an eye.
At this moment, Shen Zhulan's eyes suddenly opened and closed. Visible to the naked eye, there seemed to be an extra rune in his eyes. As soon as the rune flashed, the space in front of him immediately collapsed, causing all the flying slave swords to sink.
Gu Xiaoxing's mind was trembling, and he secretly thought that something was wrong. He saw Shen Zhulan raise his hand and press it, and the sinking sword accelerated its fall until it fell towards the ground below.
This method made Gu Xiaoxing think of his father-in-law Dongfang Yexuan, the power of space that only the fairy realm could control.
At this moment, Shen Zhulan was obviously far from reaching that state. Gu Xiaoxing immediately understood that this was the magic that the other party had temporarily obtained from the meditation of the True God Qian Hong!
It’s actually the art of controlling space!
Then he saw that Shen Zhulan had already looked at Gu Xiaoxing, the runes in his eyes flashed again, and he raised his hand to hold it from a distance.
Suddenly, Gu Xiaoxing felt as if the surrounding space had solidified, as if it had turned into an indestructible piece of black ice, sealing him inside, making him unable to move at all.
But Gu Xiaoxing still maintained the posture of making the seal. Just when Shen Zhulan was about to take action again, a starlight lit up far behind Gu Xiaoxing.
And the next moment, that little starlight turned into countless starlights.
Shen Zhulan narrowed his eyes, and then his pupils shrank. Those were... countless giant swords!
When countless swords flew from behind Gu Xiaoxing, directly shattering the solidified space, he was free again.
But those swords didn't listen and continued to stab forward, pointing directly at Shen Zhulan.
When more than 6,000 giant swords weighing more than 100 feet fly over, what is the concept? !
Overwhelming and terrifying!
Even the downed slave swords below rose again and were combined with countless flying slave swords, no more, no less, exactly six thousand five hundred and sixty-one!
And every handle exudes an amazing atmosphere!
At this moment, so many amazing giant swords were crushing directly towards Shen Zhulan, with such mighty force!
