Chapter 680 Shenxiao

Chapter 680 Shenxiao

At that time.

The gathered monks looked at the location of Taiyi Palace in surprise, and lamented the madness of Taiyi Sect monks.

At this time, a large spirit boat was used to disrupt the situation, but it was right. If the ancestor of their family was caught in the war, he might also try to save him.

Because of the Venerable's use of the sky and the earth, their spiritual consciousness was cut off and they were unable to see clearly what was going on.

In addition, the Venerable has blocked the fluctuations of the Dao soldiers, making it even more impossible for them to know about the appearance of the Dao soldiers. Anyway, the Soul Reverend Banner has long been known to everyone as Tu Shanjun’s signature spiritual treasure, so I’m not surprised.

Qiu Wandao looked into the distance and said, "Master and uncle, I'm afraid we may be in trouble."

"Not out yet?"

"How could this happen? Didn't you scare the venerable away already? Why are you still entangled?"

"have no idea."

"..."

Wu Rong's expression was solemn.

Also looking solemn was Yu Long.

Yu Long knew the secret of the Soul Banner, so he had a vague guess as to why the Master insisted on stopping the Master.

He knew that he couldn't tell his classmates about this.

Even if he says it, it won't change the situation, and it might make it worse.

Wu Rong did not ask, nor did he signal Yu Long. Junior Brother Yu must be under a lot of pressure.

Of course he wanted to use such pressure to force Yu Long to admit, and then confirm his suspicion. But what's the benefit? It's nothing more than spreading Master's secret to everyone in the world.

By then, not only would their own lives be at risk, but even the millions of members of the sect would have to follow them in misfortune.

"well."

Wu Rong sighed.

Lift your head and look at the sky. Pray quietly, praying that Master and Master can find a solution.

Yu Long stood quietly.

If nothing can be done, the secret can only be spread to the world.

With the Nascent Soul Lord watching over you, you can still ensure that the soul flag will not fall into the hands of the venerable one. It is also commonly known as muddying the water when there is no other way. With the involvement of all parties, Master and Uncle Master still have a chance to survive.

But this approach is too risky.

When thinking about the consequences, Yu Long shuddered slightly. He gritted his teeth and said, "It's impossible to do anything. It's time to fight to the death!"

"Gather more large-scale mystical arts!"

"If the Venerable takes action, attack the Venerable."

Everyone looked at Yu Long.

Zhenjun Jin Ao looked even more surprised: "Is this brother crazy?"

Just now Wu Rong insisted on waiting, but now the situation is not clear. Yu Long actually wants to show off mystical skills again, and also uses large-scale mystical skills to attack the venerable. This is different from scaring away the Venerable just now. Taking action like this is tantamount to declaring war with the two sects.

"I am the next sect leader appointed by Master, and I will bear the consequences."

"Who to hit?"

Qiu Wandao supported Yu Long and asked without hesitation.

"Hit the one with the golden light."

"The one who emits golden light?" Jin Ao Zhenjun almost spit out his tongue. That was the Reverend Fuyao of the Tianpeng Sect.

Judging from the result of the two being evenly matched just now, these two venerables have reached the middle stage of divine transformation. Even if they win against large-scale mystical arts, they may not be seriously injured. At most, their personal combat power will be affected.

"I support!" Wu Rong said.

San Cun Ding's demon also agreed when he saw Wu Rong's support.

He got three votes at once, plus Yu Long himself had a total of four votes, more than half.

"The time is too short, it may not be fully powerful."

Yu Long said: "We all take action to refine the spirit stones. Any more power will be good!"

True Lord Qiong Jing tugged on True Lord Jin Ao’s arm.

…

As Chuiyun's gaze became more and more sinister.

Venerable Fuyao smiled in surprise: "Senior brother, do you think that if one of us dies, he will hand over the treasure safely?"

"I see that fellow Taoist Taiyi is so calm. He must have a back-up plan. Why don't you and my fellow apprentices work together to capture it? Let's talk about the division of the treasures. After all, we come from the same sect. Whoever gets it won't be the same?"

"yes."

"You're so calm and even excited about our infighting."

Venerable Chuiyun turned to Taiyi: "The treasure is certainly very important, but for me, it is most important for me to be in charge of the treasure."

"You're right, winning this treasure is the most important thing."

Lord Fuyao gave a ferocious smile, and the dim sky suddenly burst into light, and he appeared in front of Taiyi the moment he flapped his wings.

Holding the Tianpeng knife high, he slashed it down from above. The sharp light of the knife and the cold light made Taiyi feel cold, as if ice thorns had penetrated his pores and froze his flesh and blood.

Maybe his body will be split in half next moment.

Until a tall figure appeared in front of Taiyi.

The coldness disappeared immediately, and the terrifying wind stopped.

This time, True Lord Fuyao did not hold back.

He already knew that the weapon spirit would not be injured that easily, so his knife was extremely fast, and the heavy power seemed to cut open the weapon spirit blocking him.

Keng.

Tushanjun's arms sank more than a foot lower.

The soul flag held horizontally in his hand curved in a huge arc.

This is the external ability brought by Taoist soldiers. If it is still a spiritual treasure, it may be cut by the Tianpeng sword. Only after being promoted to Taoist soldiers can one have the qualifications to compete with other Taoist soldiers without losing.

However, the person who uses this weapon is still too weak. The powerful strength prevents Tu Shanjun from holding the weapon, let alone the ever-changing moves of Master Fuyao.

In the past, he used powerful close-quarters force to attack his opponents, but now he can only passively defend against stronger monks.

This was enough to surprise Fuyao.

The weapon spirit couldn't block his earlier sword attack. The weapon spirit may not even have seen clearly how he struck, but relied on instinct to defend.

It's different now. Although he still doesn't have the ability to fight back, he has gradually been able to resist. Compared with just now, it has undergone earth-shaking changes.

"Is this the treasure that conquers the world?!"

Lord Fuyao hummed.

The black gold roc flew out of nowhere, and the storm of golden claws condensed into a terrifying sword light.

In an instant, the sky and the earth turned pale, and the sun and moon lost their light.

It seemed that everything around him was in the golden claws of the black gold roc.

Even Tu Shanjun, who is at the peak of Nascent Soul, is no exception.

This is the terror of Venerable Quan Sheng.

With every move, the little world is under control, and the moves in front of him are not moves at all, but the appearance of a different world, a reflection of the cleverness of the little world.

As an invincible True Monarch of the same level without the ability to transform into gods, Tu Shanjun only felt as if an ancient golden roc fell heavily on him, and the broken flesh and blood of his internal organs flowed into his mouth along with the blood.

Dapeng seemed to have torn apart his muscles, bones and flesh, drinking blood!

The black and red blood dyed Tushanjun into a bloody man, and the frost storm washed away his bones and muscles.

The Taoist robe has long been rushed to the waist and hung.

Only a half-length skeleton was seen standing proudly, holding a high banner, resisting the golden claws of the black gold roc.

And behind the black jade skeleton, Taiyi shouted in shock: "Junior brother!"

What greeted him was Tushanjun's unmoving back.

The flesh, blood, wild hair, and internal organs have long since disappeared.

The black jade skeleton raised its head slightly, its horns rising to the sky, and under its dark eye sockets, it seemed as if there was still a pair of eyes still staring at its opponent.

True Lord Fuyao couldn't help but fly away.

He quietly watched the black and red steam sweep across, and watched the black jade skeleton dance with the weapon in its hand.

The skeleton's mouth opened and closed, but no sound was heard.

Black and red steam billows.

Like a ghost, Tushanjun blocked the attack of the black gold roc.

Chi.

Tsk tsk.

The flesh and blood on the fingertips grew like prints.

Venerable Fuyao was surprisingly angry. He glared at Zhenjun Taiyi and said loudly: "For you to take charge of such a treasure is really humiliating. You are not worthy of holding it at all!"

"Hand it over, and I can still fulfill my promise."

"Otherwise, when I tear down this barrier, I will kill you invisible!"

Chuiyun also spoke out at the right time.

But his eyes never left the Zunhun Banner and Tushanjun, who had become a skeleton but was still wielding weapons.

"Fellow Taoist Taiyi, stop being so stubborn. This is just draining the sincerity between us."

Taiyi turned a deaf ear to the venerable's words, but looked at Tushanjun's back.

He did not discuss it with His Holiness.

He knew that Tushanjun would not want to fall into the hands of the Venerable, so he had to do it perfectly. But there is no airtight wall in this world. Even if they don't come today, His Holiness will definitely come to the door.

There is no way to avoid it.

"I'm sorry, junior brother."

Tushanjun turned his head and looked at Taiyi.

No eyes remained in the dark sockets.

The skull teeth that opened and closed seemed to have just spoken a word softly, but the voice was unable to be conveyed due to the lack of flesh and blood in the throat.

Tu Shanjun does not blame Taiyi, because he knows that one day this secret will be exposed. As he becomes more and more powerful, this secret becomes increasingly unkeepable. It is just a little too early now.

It's not too early, at least I've lived a peaceful life for a long time.

That's enough.

…

"die!"

The two venerables seemed to finally reach an agreement at this moment.

The pressure from the sky and the earth fell.

They were two sworn enemies who had been fighting for many years, but their attacks were extremely in sync with each other. They looked more like brothers from the same sect than brothers from the same sect.

Taiyi, who was already having a hard time dealing with it, turned over his hand and took out a stone jade sword. This time, he didn't hesitate at all, and his consciousness was firmly locked on Master Fuyao.

"out."

Shake the soul flag.

Eight phantoms of Nascent Soul appeared beside Taiyi one after another.

"kill!"

A clear and concise kill cry.

Along with the sound came a sword light that suddenly tore through the light of heaven and earth.

The sky and the earth are as bright as white, stretching across the sea of ​​ghosts.

This mysterious light does not seem to be as powerful as the first one.

But it also caused the figure of Lord Fuyao who took action to stagnate slightly.

"Taiyi Shenxiao swings the magic talisman!"

"The divine thunder shook!"

Taiyi Zhenjun took this opportunity to strike out the stone jade sword in his hand.

The jade sword flew into the sky and formed a purple cloud.

The billowing purple gas comes three thousand miles from the east.

The moment Master Fuyao was in the air, the terrifying thundercloud had already locked onto him.

Venerable Fuyao looked up and was horrified, thinking that he had encountered a thunderstorm.

However, his cultivation was only in the middle stage of becoming a god, so how could he possibly encounter a thunder tribulation.

The warning from his body made him run away. Compared with treasures, life is more important. If you can't even save your life, what's the use of treasures?

Such an incident also caused Venerable Chuiyun to quickly use Escape Light to retreat.

The purple clouds in the sky were reflected in Taiyi's eyes.

This master's last refuge was finally going to be used by him to save his life.

It's like a person who is starting a business has spent all the last 100 million that the older generation left him in the bank that has not been used.

This feeling of sadness is indescribable.

Taiyi couldn't help but sigh.

"It's so beautiful!"