The three hundred and fortieth chapters of the final battle
"Yeah~~"
"Master! What the hell is going on?"
Finally, the fight between Wu Shang and Zhou Yixian awakened everyone who had just been shocked.
Looking at this scene that was like the end of the world, Lu Xueqi's eyes straightened and asked Shui Yue beside her.
Shuiyue's face was also in horror, "I don't know!"
Wan Jianyi sighed and said with a very complicated expression: "It's Xiao Shang who is fighting Zhou Yixian!"
Before that, he always thought that Zhou Yixian was the Qingye ancestor of Qingyun Sect. Unexpectedly, he was told that he was another person now. For a moment, he couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion.
"Actually, I had seen Zhou Yixian in the Ancestral Hall. I had always thought that the other party was the Qingye Patriarch of our Qingyun Sect, but today I heard the conversation between them, and I realized that Zhou Yixian was not the Qingye Patriarch!"
"And this starlight in the sky is the move of the two of them! Its power is unimaginable, and it can easily rewritten the entire map of southern Xinjiang!"
"My life is also limited, but the Tao is boundless!"
Daoxuan, who was standing by, was only sighing. He originally thought that the Beast God was the most difficult person to deal with! But in the end, in the hands of Zhou Yixian and Wushang, the Beast God was nothing. This was a speculation of the blow to Daoxuan, who had always regarded himself.
Of course, not everyone is still calm like Lu Xueqi. More disciples of Qingyun Tianyin gave up resisting in the face of this scene that seemed like a natural disaster.
The starlight fell, and each attack was filled with the breath of death. The huge altar had long been covered in its attack.
Feeling the stars whizzing past, the disciples couldn't help but raise their hearts to their throats. This was definitely the most exciting thing they had ever experienced in their lives.
Looking at the beast god falling beside him, Puhong said intentionally or unintentionally: "President Daoxuan, have you noticed that these two people are fighting like they have opinions to avoid us!"
Daoxuan didn't say anything, but just glanced at him. This old guy was starting to make trouble again.
The two intentionally avoided this place. After hearing the previous conversation between Wushang and Zhou Yixian, Daoxuan had already guessed 90%.
And he also learned a shocking secret, of course most of the people present knew it.
The inconspicuous little maid in front of me turned out to be the witch Linglong, a thousand years ago.
They don’t know other aspects, but they are sure that this must be related to Linglong in front of them.
But now he doesn't want to do anything, and the gap is too big. This gap makes him unable to arouse any interest, and he yearns for such a state more.
"Master Puhong, if you have any ideas, then just let yourself go! We Qingyun will not get involved!"
Puhong smiled awkwardly. If it were him, he would not dare to provoke those two people at all. Even if he dragged onto the Qingyun Sect, he would still be scared. Now that Daoxuan doesn't want to do it anymore, he had no choice but to put down his mind and stop talking about this topic.
"Boy, aren't you very arrogant just now? What are you running away now?"
Wushang has never stopped since he started. Zhou Yixian is worthy of being the incarnation of the Heavenly Dao. The starlight attack after another has no intention of stopping, just like his magic power is not his own.
Even if he kept dodging, his robe now turned into beggar's outfit.
Looking at Zhou Yixian standing still, Wu Shang narrowed his eyes slightly. If he wanted to reverse the situation, he had to interrupt his attack, otherwise he would not be able to make any move.
After observation just now, he found that the closer he was to Zhou Yixian's body, the faster the starlight fell and the faster his reaction was. He even guessed that there should be a field around Zhou Yixian.
Thinking of this, Wushang gently patted the gourd around his waist, and a silver-white flying sword flew out. It was the special spiritual weapon created by the sickle that was obtained from the Red Mansion World before.
In recent years, he has been constantly adding treasures to the Zhuxian Realm. This spiritual sword has been continuously upgraded, and it is now quite remarkable, not even inferior to the Zhuxian Ancient Sword of Qingyun Sect.
The Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao was restrained by him as if he was replaced by the magic power of the Universe Sutra. Another realm of it had been revealed. In the nine heavens, the gale wind was quiet, and the space seemed to have been robbed of the initiative by a large force. A foot in front of him seemed to have formed a world of its own, extremely mysterious.
“Mahayana!”
Yes, after years of hard work, he has successfully recovered his cultivation again.
Wu Shang stretched out his right hand and gently pointed it on the flying sword. Then he threw the flying sword out. A faint cone shield appeared before the tip of the flying sword. Then the flying sword flashed and disappeared in an instant.
Zhou Yixian's face darkened. He was controlling the rules of the heavenly way and clearly realized what was going on. Wu Shang guessed well before, and his area was indeed his area. The flying sword was not an illusion, but directly broke through the speed of light and broke the shackles of space.
"What kind of magic weapon is this?"
Wushang smiled like a ghost, "Old ghost, where did you think my white dragon will appear?"
Zhou Yixian narrowed his eyes, and the magic trick he pinched with his hands did not loosen. He only felt the changes in the domain carefully, but found that there was no fluctuation in the domain.
Just when he was still strange, his scalp suddenly became numb and his back became cold. If it was changed, where would his sword be cut to!
Thinking of this, there is no doubt that the sword must have slashed at his original body in the end, and that sword made him feel something wrong, and he felt a sense of oppression.
Mo moved at will, and his figure flashed suddenly.
Seeing this, Wushang's eyes showed a hint of pity. Just after Zhou Yixian left the place, Wushang's flying sword called Bailong slashed past.
A huge crack was drawn in the space and could not be restored for a long time.
When Zhou Yixian saw the crack, a trace of greed flashed through his eyes that were originally scared, "Space magic weapon!"
He is the incarnation of the heavenly way in this world. The heavenly way that constitutes the world generally has fifty way, fifty way in heaven, four nine heavenly way, and one of them is escaped.
In order to speed up his promotion, he always refused the treasures containing the laws, just like the wine he asked for from Wushang before, and it was also for this.
However, because this world is very weak and the way of heaven is very weak, even to deal with an outsider like Wushang, you have to rely on Zhou Yixian's body. If you put it in those big worlds, it may be as he said before, and a thought would be enough to erase the other party.
"The eyesight is pretty good!"
"Submit it! I will leave you a complete body!"
Wushang smiled, "Mr. Tiandao, are you the only one who is a human being? How can you be so embarrassed to say such stupid words!"
Zhou Yixian laughed instead of anger, "Haha, you are right, you are right. As long as you kill you, everything you have is mine!"
"Okay, the game is over!"
Zhou Yixian suddenly lightened his body, and the aura around him suddenly changed. The heaven and earth suddenly fell into a shocking pressure. Wu Shang's face suddenly turned pale.
"The pressure of heaven!"
Chapter completed!