Chapter 514 Vulcan
Although he strongly denied it, Yang Zongchen actually knew clearly in his heart that most of what the top monk said was true. Otherwise, he would never have said the Dragon Tiger Qi.
If this is really the case, then during the period when he left the Fire Phoenix Ship, Zi Daoxu was likely to advance to Nascent Soul under the care of His Holiness.
Although he had no dealings with Zi Daoxu, and he couldn't stand Zi Daoxu's extremely high blood concentration, he had to admit that with the help of the Transforming Infant Pill, he would definitely be able to become a Nascent Soul monk with his own strength.
"A person who jumped out of nowhere actually possesses fire phoenix blood, and its concentration is far higher than that of the most powerful person in our generation..." Yang Zongchen shook his head slightly, he didn't dare to think that this matter would cause great consequences.
Thinking of the failure of the mission, Yang Zongchen glared at Tu Shanjun.
When the giant ship arrived that day, he should have taken action as the top monk. It might not have looked good at that time, but he wasn't as passive as he is now.
Now I feel like I am stuck in a quagmire and it is difficult to move.
It was as if this person had seen through all his moves and solved the plan easily. Yang Zongchen didn't know who the Yanfu the monk in the corner was talking about, but obviously their methods were not worth mentioning in the eyes of the other party.
This slight made his heart burn with rage.
The mana turned into invisible ripples and made his body stagnant in mid-air. He looked at the red-haired monk in the corner and said, "Okay, okay, it is indeed a good method. I did not gain a great reputation by relying on these unspeakable strategies. "
As he spoke, inspiration burst out all over his body, and the invisible mana turned into tangible flames. The flames were like falling petals, intertwined into a circle, and spread out in all directions with him as the center.
"disease."
Tu Shanjun looked calm. He said these words to shock Yang Zongchen's Taoist heart.
It's a pity that the other party's mind was indeed shaken, but there was no obvious flaw. It can be said that he is a disciple of the great sect, both in terms of his own cultivation and his state of mind. He is very solid and stable.
"Can't you get on the stage?" Tu Shanjun laughed.
Yang Zongchen might want to say that he relied on his strong strength and foundation along the way.
But with such strength... Tu Shanjun raised his palm and grasped it suddenly. The Cun Xu Zun Soul Flag suddenly turned into a foot long, and he slowly put it on his shoulder, and the black and red flag fluttered in the wind.
The pressure in the middle stage of Nascent Soul is like a chasm.
Shaking the Lingbao in his hand, he saw an endless black mist covering the sky, but when he looked carefully, he found that it was not mist at all, but a cloud of gloom all over the sky. Soaring clouds and mist surrounded the entire Blood Evil Sect on three levels, inside and outside, and at the same time gave way to the central battlefield.
Without exception, they all held an illusory little flag in their hands, standing on the clouds like protectors.
After releasing the technique, Yang Zongchen's eyes widened, and his gaze moved from Tu Shanjun to the Yin God in the sky, and then moved his gaze back, exclaiming in shock: "Fraud, another fraud!"
"If we can, let's fight one on one!"
He just took a quick glance, and there were at least forty golden elixirs among those yin gods. Regardless of their uneven strength, so many golden elixir yin gods attacking at the same time would also interfere with his fighting skills.
Not to mention Yang Zongchen, even Taiyi Zhenjun looked at Tushanjun in surprise as he activated the Lingbao. No wonder he consumed so much mana, it turns out the root cause is here.
Thanks to his deep magic power, otherwise he really wouldn't be able to unleash all the power of this spiritual treasure.
Hearing what Yang Zongchen said, Taiyi Zhenjun couldn't help laughing. He just looked at Tushanjun, as if he wanted to know what Tushanjun was thinking.
Unexpectedly, Tu Shanjun didn't care about what the other party said at all. He just said calmly: "It's too late for you to leave now. Once you take action, life and death will be determined by fate."
It's not that they are afraid of Yang Zongchen or the Tianyang Shenzong behind him, but that they will suffer if they continue like this. Taiyi Zhenjun went into battle even though he was ill. He could hold on for a while, but it was not a long-term solution.
Regardless of whether he can win the battle, even if he really wins, it will delay Taiyi Zhenjun's condition.
The Blood Evil Sect has been destroyed and his wish has been fulfilled, but Tushanjun is not willing to cause trouble.
It is better to stop now while neither party has any losses, so that Taiyi Zhenjun can recover his mana and recover from his serious illness.
Yang Zongchen laughed out loud and reached out to touch the blood on his cheek.
Stop smiling.
He said critically: "Why should you let me retreat?"
"With these cannon fodder in your hands?"
"It's still that iron lump that I can't break in a while."
"I admit that your strength should not be underestimated, but when you break through in battle, your cultivation is unstable. He is also a sick man, and at most he makes me spit out a few mouthfuls of blood. And I, the great monk of the Tianyang Shen Sect, have magical powers and magical powers that reach the sky, and my spirit is He can’t break through the defense of the Treasure Sun Lun at all.”
"How about this, I won't kill you."
"You get out of the way, I will have a fight with that sick ghost, and then I will return to the Eastern Wilderness. As long as you don't appear in front of me again, I won't cause trouble for you."
Yang Zongchen pointed at Taiyi Zhenjun who was holding a bronze bell in the distance. At the same time, he moved his chin and spat out some sweet blood in the air. The blood suddenly turned into flames and merged into the rapidly rotating sun wheel spirit treasure.
"It seems there is no need to talk." Tu Shanjun sighed. It was indeed impossible to negotiate concessions with these arrogant disciples. Not only was it impossible to negotiate, but he would also be considered weak and could be bullied.
"boom."
In an instant, Tushanjun's tall figure was already bullying him.
He was already red-eyed and no longer suppressed his evil aura. The soul flag in his hand rolled up, shaped like a 'hammer', and went straight to Yang Zongchen's head in Tu Shanjun's swing.
"How brave!"
Yang Zongchen had already used his true anger, but was suppressed by Taiyi Zhenjun using the spirit treasure, which made him even more angry. Seeing that Tu Shanjun dared to fight at close range, he was not surprised but grabbed the round wheel with joy. The wheel immediately separated and turned into two scimitars.
He yelled: "The fight with that tuberculosis ghost just now was not smooth, but you, the devil, don't know how much strength you can take from me."
The red-haired monk in the corner ignored him as he approached, and the hammer in his hand came down lightly.
clang!
The 'nail hammer' was obviously not heavy, and there was no way to lower it by breaking through the air. However, when it really hit, Yang Zongchen felt that his hands were not his own, and his face turned red from the rising blood.
Tu Shanjun wielded the heavy black gold stick of the Soul Banner, completely tirelessly. Even if Yang Zongchen has a body-protecting magic weapon, he still feels that he is no match for the top monks with just such martial arts.
‘No wonder he was able to suppress the Blood Evil Sect and obtain the Nascent Soul. This person really has an extraordinary body. Does he have the bloodline of some divine beast? ’
After thinking about this, Yang Zongchen felt even more aggrieved. After withdrawing from the fight, he couldn't get close to Taiyi Zhenjun. He couldn't fight against the top monks even though he was fighting at close range.
The fire phoenix blood would also strengthen their bodies, so they shouldn't be so helpless, which made Yang Zongchen wonder if Tu Shanjun was a demon cultivator, or a wild beast turned into a human being.
After dozens of rounds in a row, it was only the powerful Fa Gang and the extraordinary protective robes that kept him from being successful, otherwise he would probably be in rags by now. However, this is not a long-lasting spell.
Don’t think that the True Monarch Nascent Soul is tireless. It also depends on who he fights. If he is an ordinary monk, Yang Zongchen is also a strong man who becomes braver with each fight. However, he dare not speak out about this advantage in front of this person.
Furthermore, when it comes to fighting skills, most of them use magic weapons and supernatural powers, so I feel a little exhausted at this moment.
"Good opportunity!" Yang Zongchen saw that the opponent's body-protecting magic weapon was weakened, and he immediately activated the round wheel and the scimitar in his hand, tearing apart Tushanjun's body-protecting magic weapon and going straight for his throat. However, there was a broad and heavy sword blocking him. in front of.
And the annoying bell rang again. At this time, his rounded defense showed flaws. The body-protecting weapon was shattered, and the sound of flesh being nailed into flesh rang in his ears.
Phew!
The body-protecting fire phoenix screamed loudly, and the huge fire energy knocked back the attackers, and also made the puppet holding the heavy sword move slightly sluggishly.
After coming back to his senses, Yang Zongchen touched his neck and found a bloody hole.
The hot blood made his heart feel cold, and his eyes narrowed unconsciously.
The moment just now was too dangerous. If he moved any slower, the neck would be penetrated. At that time, whether the head would still be on the neck was a question.
"The true meaning of Heavenly Fire!"
Yang Zongchen took out a handful of talismans from the storage ring and threw them, each one turned into a small fire phoenix. The wound on his neck had completely healed the moment he swallowed the pill.
The scimitar turned into a ring to protect the body, and his hands formed a seal: "Endless Phoenix Fire."
Introducing the protective Yangyan Fire Phoenix into his body, Yang Zongchen's eyes completely turned into gold, and the aura around him was like a beam of light piercing the sky above.
Taiyi Zhenjun said in horror: "His aura is about to reach the late Nascent Soul stage."
"The secret technique of Tianyang Shenzong." Tu Shanjun said calmly, and at the same time he raised his arm. At that moment, his palm had turned into charcoal, and now it was repaired by the evil spirit.
When a life and death crisis comes, Yang Zongchen will definitely not hide it anymore. It's a pity that he couldn't stop it just now, nor could he stop Yang Zongchen from activating the secret technique.
"Let's go!" Taiyi Zhenjun stood up quickly. They wouldn't be able to leave if they waited for a while.
Yang Zongchen yelled: "Want to leave? It's too late!"
He waved his hands violently, and the Lingbao Sun Disk had already torn apart Tushanjun's body-protecting power, which was the power of the Zunhun Banner. Otherwise, this blow would have caused Tushanjun to lose his arms and legs.
The power of the sun wheel continued unabated and headed straight towards True Lord Taiyi.
Bang.
The old man in civilian clothes held a huge sword and forcefully resisted the sun disc. However, the sun disc still left a deep mark on his face and chest.
"You will die without regrets if you can see our sect's supreme secret technique." Yang Zongchen looked down at Taiyi Zhenjun and Tu Shanjun. At this time, he seemed to be no longer a monk who took action, but a god who controlled the flames.
Feng Xue and his Tao gathered such powerful strength.
"The Ghost King of the Ten Directions."
"The killing array."
Tu Shanjun stretched out his fingers to form a seal, and the Yin God in the sky simultaneously sacrificed the illusory little flag in his hand, and connected with the huge formation flag of ten directions that had been nailed into the Blood Evil Sect.
"Enter my formation, cut down the five senses and six consciousnesses, cut off the brilliance of the golden elixir, destroy the soul of the Yuanying, destroy the breath of the living person... The body is corroded by Yin evil spirits."