Chapter 446: Uprooting the Earth into a Mountain and Surrounded by Dragon Veins

Chapter 446: Uprooting the Earth into a Mountain and Surrounded by Dragon Veins

Although there were only a few hundred cultivators below Human Immortal level, the collective momentum of sadness, determination, grief and anger, and risking one's life to death was so powerful that it filled the heaven and earth and was breathtaking.

"It really captures the essence of the mourning soldiers." Faced with this situation, Shi Xuan, their enemy, had to praise him, remembering the phrase "the mourning soldiers will win" that he learned in his previous life.

Moreover, Shi Xuan, who was running the Three Talents Extermination Sword Heart Technique, saw several transparent scarlet blood-like thin lines behind the golden Buddha's light formation. They were gathered from smaller strands, and they were all pointing straight like a gun. Focusing on yourself is the murderous intention of people.

Therefore, no matter how much Shi Xuan admires their momentum, will, and belief, as an enemy, the greatest respect he can give is to use all his strength to crush it and destroy it openly.

In the bright yellow agarwood chariot, a scroll of ink landscape painting flew to Shi Xuan's head, slowly unfolded, and evolved into a picture full of chaos and self-contained space, mysterious and vast.

A purple flying sword floated on Shi Xuan's chest, its brilliance was bright and bright, and it flashed with dignity and sharpness. It swayed gently, as if it was eager to try, but also seemed impatient.

Shi Xuan pointed his hand, and the purple flying sword suddenly turned into a bright purple sword light and shot out. The chaotic picture above his head seemed to be connected to the purple sword light through thousands of mountains and rivers and many obstacles.

In the capital formation, Guo Yuquan, Xiao Jing and others saw a purple brilliance flash, and then it turned into a bright starlight in an instant. The starlight is condensed, with countless shining stars inside, and the middle one is slightly emitting hazy purple energy.

In this starlight that is neither thick nor long, just like a horse, the bright stars may turn into white tigers, spread the sky, turn into green dragons, or cut down the canopy... In just a few inches, the stars in the sky are transformed, which is spectacular and grand. , all changes contain the eternal.

This sword light fell on its own without covering up anything. Its power and power made hundreds of monks who were angry, determined, sad, and determined dizzy, their faces turned pale, and their legs became weak. It was not a change in their mood. It is a natural reaction of the body, but they rely on their own will, the momentum of the unity and the partial isolation of the formation to still stand straight and unbent.

Among them, Guo Yuquan, as a one-time immortal who can act on a whim, has a sense of danger and death that fills his entire soul.

Normally, with this feeling, he would have fled as far away as he could, but now Guo Yuquan smiled indifferently, "Star Sacrifice Explosion Technique", Beidou Fist Intent, and the natal magic weapon Meteor Star The gloves were thrown out in unison, and other secret treasures flew out crazily as if they were free of charge.

At the same time, he manipulated the formation tokens to raise the shadow of a hundred-foot-tall Vajra pestle in the center of the capital. It was golden and warm, with the top of the pestle shaped into a blunt round shape. There were three Buddha statues inlaid below, one smiling and the other miserable. Compassion, a vajra's angry eyes.

The shadow of the vajra is connected to the capital and the earth, and the golden Buddha light layer emitted by the formation is connected above. It looks heavy and sacred, like a giant pillar supporting the sky.

With the Vajra Suppression Formation Eye, the layer of golden Buddha light is more condensed. There are even fist-sized Arhats and Bodhisattvas reciting scriptures and emitting Buddha light in the light layer.

Although the martial arts monks were not very powerful and did not need to control the formations, they had no intention of watching the fight. They formed their own formations, using dragons, pythons, apes, blue clouds, earth, giant trees and other fists, flying swords, splitting mountains, etc. Various spiritual weapons such as knives, spears, pagodas, and divine hammers, as well as purple, cyan, green, white, black and other colors of secret treasures, all shot neatly into the air. Under the blessing of that momentum, they looked spectacular and powerful.

The sword light that transformed the stars in the sky within a few inches crossed a long distance and struck the golden Buddha light layer, the Big Dipper and hundreds of meteors without any return. , slashed at the various brilliance of countless spiritual weapons, fists, and secret techniques.

Time seemed to have stopped. The bright star sword light was pressed against the golden Buddha light layer. The surrounding breeze and light seemed to have stopped, and the whole world was quiet.

In an instant, Guo Yuquan, Xiao Jing and other hundreds of sad, angry, determined and determined monks could not help but have a joyful thought in their hearts: "Really blocked?!"

But a moment later, golden ripples appeared in the place where the bright sword light, the golden Buddha light, the Big Dipper, etc. were in a stalemate.

The ripples were small and slow at first, but became faster and faster, and the fluctuations became stronger and stronger. The entire golden Buddha light layer began to shake violently, and creaking and creaking sounds of disintegration could be heard from every part of the formation.

Crackling, as if the glass was broken, cracks appeared in the golden Buddha light layer, getting bigger and deeper.

"Don't give up, try harder!" Xiao Jing and others fought desperately, as if they wanted to use every inch of their strength.

But a moment later, there were crashing and rumbling sounds, the golden Buddha light layer turned into pieces of golden broken light, the formations all over the capital made a series of explosions, and the phantom of the Vajra God's pestle suddenly turned into a A little bit of golden light.

The formation was broken, the Big Dipper, thousands of meteors, countless brilliance of various colors, and the condensed momentum, in front of the bright sword light that seemed to be transformed by the stars in the sky, was like a baby facing a strong man, egg noodles The hammer didn't even make the slightest sound before it was cut from it, shattered into pieces, and disappeared into thin air.

Guo Yuquan, who was facing the sword light, was completely exhausted and could not avoid it. However, he looked at the bright sword light with a smile and a firm gaze, about to explode.

But the sword light was so fast that Guo Yuquan was hit before his thoughts could turn, split into two, then turned into flesh and blood all over the sky, and then dissipated in the starlight.

The starlight cut through all obstacles and struck the ground of the capital unstoppably.

Boom, a huge noise was made, and violent vibrations erupted. The entire capital was like a fishing boat in a storm, which might capsize in the next moment. At the same time, a thick plume of smoke and dust rose up like a huge white mushroom.

The Taoist monks following the Minghuang Agarwood Chariot witnessed for the first time the power of the real person in the chariot. Only then did they understand that it was natural that he could kill Xiao Chuhe with one sword. Various emotions such as shock, heartbreak, yearning, excitement, appreciation, etc. seemed to A mixture of five flavors came to my mind.

The bright yellow agarwood chariot was still moving forward slowly, and the white smoke seemed to be afraid of it. It disappeared without a trace in an instant, revealing the current situation of the capital.

A sword mark that was hundreds of miles long and bottomless divided the entire capital into two halves. The houses and palaces on both sides of the sword mark were reduced to dust. No wreckage appeared until the sword mark was cleared several hundred feet away.

A small number of the hundreds of monks who looked down upon death and were so high-spirited were turned into powder by the sword light. Most of them, because of Guo Yuquan's arrangements before his death, stood far away, but were blown away by the violent air waves stirred up by the sword light. , fell into the ruins of the house.

However, they had exerted their last bit of strength just now, and now they were completely exhausted. Moreover, they had suffered varying degrees of injuries from the impact of the air waves, so they could only lie there with expressions of grief, anger, hatred, and sadness in their eyes. Watching the bright yellow agarwood chariot sail into the capital.

It's a pity that their eyes can't kill people. The bright yellow agarwood chariot was unstoppable, looking at them as if they were nothing, Shi Shiran headed towards the ruins of the palace.

Every time it moved forward, the grief, anger, pain, sorrow, and murderous thoughts in the hearts of Xiao Jing and other martial arts monks became stronger, but at the same time, the feelings of powerlessness, despair, sadness, and confusion also became stronger.

They saw the bright yellow agarwood chariot parked in front of the palace, the curtain opened, and a handsome young monk in plain blue robes walked out of it, leaping into the air with one step.

"Is this the mysterious and powerful real person in the chariot?" As soon as they thought about it, they saw the real person stretched out his right hand and grabbed it gently, and then the palace and the ground behind it began to shake violently.

Amidst the shaking, mounds of earth rose rapidly.

The mound grew taller and taller, and in just a few moments, it turned into a loess peak with a height of thousands of feet and a radius of hundreds of miles.

Then they saw the real man's right hand change from grasping to holding, and most of the soil on the yellow peak turned directly into black rocks in an instant.

If it was a tall mound made of dirt before and could not be called a mountain, now it is a real but bare mountain with strange shapes, full of dangerous peaks and steep mountains.

Witnessing the Immortal's methods, which seemed to move mountains and seas, it was as if the murderous intention, grief and anger in the hearts of Xiao Jing and other martial arts monks had been drawn out, and they could no longer support their momentum and will.

Afterwards, countless trees, grasses, flowers, and even spiritual trees, spiritual grasses, birds, beasts, fish and insects seemed to be attracted by something. They gathered from all directions within tens of thousands of miles and landed on the bare mountains.

In the blink of an eye, the yellow and black mountains turned into lush green mountains.

The real man in Qingyi waved his hand, and bits of sweet rain fell from the sky.

When it falls on the trees, the trees quickly grow bigger, sprout branches, and become more and more green; when it falls on the green grass and spiritual grass, they glow with strong vitality and thrive; when it falls on the flowers, they bloom one after another, with fresh fragrance. Colorful...

Some fell to the ground and turned into streams, sweet springs, and waterfalls. The water splashed, reflected light, and was hazy and beautiful.

Just when everyone thought that Qingyi Zhenren was over, as he put his hands behind his back, the entire capital began to shake again, as if there was a real dragon turning over under the ground and swimming towards the mountain.

The real dragon finally connected with the mountain. After some twists and turns, the shape of the mountain also changed slightly. The biggest difference from before is that there is abundant spiritual energy everywhere in the mountain. Silks of white mist are generated on the mountainside and top of the mountain, as if the whole mountain is alive. In general, it is beautiful and steep.

Coupled with the greenery all over the mountain; flowers of all colors in bloom; water vapor reflecting the sun, emitting colorful glow; and many birds and beasts running and chirping, this high mountain is like a fairyland on earth, which is fascinating, especially the hazy white mist that covers the mountainside. , which makes the mountains look fairy-like.

The Taoist monks who followed were all dumbfounded and could hardly react.

And amidst the huge roar of thunder, a thin, painful and desperate sound of mourning sounded in the ruins of the capital, one after another.