Vol 2 Chapter 670: The great power of suppressing and killing, and the great formation of infinite

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"How is it possible that the ancestor Jin Xuan was defeated!"

"It's not defeat, it's just a slight loss. It's just a downside!"

"impossible…"

Seeing this scene, everyone was horrified and rubbed their eyes, as if they didn't believe it was true. Peak Refinement actually repelled the Great Master of the Dao, what a joke, how is it possible. Could it be Patriarch Jin Xuan who deliberately gave up!

"He actually repelled Jin Xuan, it's unreasonable!"

The silver armored cultivator opened his mouth and said, his eyes flashed with surprise, and his heart was pounding.

At the beginning of the game, someone provoked Xiao Yan, kept angering him, and then motivated someone to break the rules. Ancestor Jin Xuan came to suppress everything, everything was calculated.

But in the end, it was a miscalculation.

At the peak of virtual refinement, how could it be possible to repel the Great Master of Dao?

"Jin Xuan, some rubbish... was actually defeated by some juniors!" The cold-faced man and the slender man said: "This human race is powerful and somewhat terrifying. Have you heard of cultivators who fought back the Dao at the peak of virtual refining? Great power?"

The silver-armored man said: "I have never heard of it, never. Zifu defeated Jindan and Jindan defeated Nascent Soul, both of which are extremely common, and the deity also did it in the past. But it is a watershed to transform into a god, and the peak of Nascent Soul is simply difficult Defeat the gods. At the back, the gap will be even greater!"

The cold man said again: "Xingyun Xianren, have you ever achieved this step?"

The silver-armored man said: "Never! Even the Xingyun Immortal relied on a secret treasure and barely escaped from the hands of the Hedao monks. The only one who can fight the Hedao Great Master is the Hedao Great Master. Could it be that he has a broken immortal in his hand? device…”

Saying this, his eyes lit up.

Generally speaking, Void Refinement Peak cannot fight against the cultivators of the Dao, but there is a defective fairy weapon, but it is possible to fight against it, and even win it.

Immortal artifacts, even broken ones, are valuable.

Looking at Lu Xuanji again was like looking at a fat sheep.

They looked at each other, greed and murderous intent flashed in their eyes.

…

Boom boom boom!

During the violent collision, Lu Xuanji stood still, but Jin Xuan retreated and fell behind.

Lu Xuanji sighed slightly: "It turns out that this is the Great Master of Harmony, and it turns out to be nothing more than that... but that's it."

Before the fight, I didn't know how powerful Hedao was, urging the thirty-three-day treasure and running the thirty-three-day field, very cautious, and there was fear in the cautious.

But in the middle of the confrontation, it is to test out some details of the enemy. The fear of the unknown in my heart gradually dissipated, and instead became bold and confident.

"Junior, you are courting death!"

After Jin Xuan was repelled, he became furious and provoked a spell to attack and kill.

For this junior, it is also an unprecedented attention. It is no longer as casual as before, but runs the exercises, and the mana is revolving. Together, wave and punch.

Under the punch, the void buzzed.

The law of gold and the law of Yun Zai merged together and turned into terrifying fist prints.

The fist mark is extremely condensed, locks the standard, and collapses into nothingness.

The surrounding monks sensed the qi and avoided them one after another, lest they become pond fish.

Continuing to give in, retreating thousands of miles away, only to temporarily settle down, urging his eyes to watch this shocking duel, with excitement in his expression.

Looking at the excitement, it is not too big of a problem, and I am not afraid of chaos in the world. The messier the better.

"open!"

Lu Xuanji mobilized his fists and punched out the God of Fortune Fist.

Boom boom boom!

The void is bursting, the energy of destruction slams together, and the residual energy waves swept around, forming ripples of destruction. Under the violent energy impact, a large crater appeared on the ground. Fortunately, Xingyundongtian was blessed and forged by the immortal, and it was extremely strong.

It is difficult to cause any damage to the cave at the level of collision.

"readily!"

Perceiving the collision just now, Lu Xuanji's mind was boiling, and he became more and more certain of his own strength, even the so-called cultivator of the Dao. Self-confidence is expanding, urging the Fist of Fortune to attack and kill the enemy, the five elements rotate, the birth and death of yin and yang, the reversal of time and space, the birth and death of stars, the transformation of the sun and the moon, and the replacement of all laws.

Under the urging of the divine fist of good fortune, many profound meanings have been derived, superimposed, and merged together, as if an immortal king descended, taking charge of the creation of the universe, grasping all things, reincarnation of all things, and controlling the birth and death of all beings.

Behind him, under the rotation of the phantom for thirty-three days, it turned into a majestic force, blessing on the breeding body.

The heaven of creation is running, and the massive mana stored in the cave has been instilled into the body, and circulated in the meridians. Sharp and ferocious.

Attack and kill, sharp and refreshing.

One punch after another, he slammed into the enemy, his blood was surging like an ocean, his mana was as vast as a starry sky, and the ultimate move followed one move, brave and domineering.

kill!

Jin Xuan is also urging the ultimate move, and he also comes with a blast.

Without leaving his hand, he used all his mana to attack the enemy, and various ultimate secret techniques continued one after another.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of tricks were fought.

Another hundred strokes of fighting.

Soon it will be a thousand strokes again.

As a result, there was no winner or loser between the two, and the two lights and shadows were flashing, moving quickly, and they were fighting fast. They were fierce and domineering.

Jin Xuan gasped slightly, his face blushing.

The fierce battle has reached the present, and the human race has not yet been taken down. How will the monks in the periphery treat him? Thinking of these, some are angry and angry, anger is rising, and destruction is derived.

"The slave of the human race, today is your day of death!"

Jin Xuan was a little embarrassed and angry, and a long knife appeared in his hand. The long knife was seven feet seven inches, and the white tiger rune was engraved on it. With all life.

"This knife, named Dong Xue... Slash it for me!"

The long knife slashed down, as if there was a huge snowfall, the snow poured down, and the void was freezing.

This long knife is ranked eighth-rank, and it is also a top artifact among magic weapons. Its power is unparalleled and its combat effectiveness is terrifying.

Under the blessing of this long sword, the combat power has increased by as much as three layers, and a good weapon is too useful to the monk.

"Good come!"

Lu Xuanji stopped drinking, the exercises on his body changed, and the martial arts were in motion. In the dantian, the yin and yang qi were revolving, turning into a Taiji diagram, and the black and white colors were changing. , turned into a **** to sit in it;

The limbs control the earth, water, wind and fire, and the acupoints run the power of the stars.

Behind him, there are 33 real dragon phantoms. These real dragons have different shapes, some are mighty and domineering, some are free and unrestrained, some are noble and majestic, some are dark and deep, some are bright and stalwart, some Some are wild and simple, and some are unpredictable.

Different true dragons have evolved different forms and evolved many profound meanings and mysteries.

Without activating any weapons, Lu Xuanji mobilized martial arts techniques, his body seemed to be transformed into a top-level weapon, his body radiated golden light, like a golden **** of war, his footsteps flashed. The five fingers were clenched together, the fist strength was condensed together, the meridians on the arms were shaking, as if the blue dragon was roaring; Qi and blood surged out, like the tide.

Crashing!

The golden fist collided with the long knife.

This winter snow long knife is jumping on the blade, the blade is twisting and deforming, and the spirit of the tool screams.

With just one blow, the artifact was severely damaged.

Jin Xuan urged the secret technique, and a mysterious force was instilled into the long knife. The broken part of the long knife was repaired, and the long knife burst into a more dazzling light, turned into the power of lore, and beheaded down.

"Ant Emperor God Shape!"

Lu Xuanji sneered, his body was twisting muscles, his heart was beating faster, and the meaning of life was running in his body, evolving into the ultimate explosive power. The footsteps stepped on the ground, and the ground shattered like a spider web. The spine is like a drawn bow and arrow, the muscles of the body are tense, and the strength is pushed to the extreme.

An ant appeared behind it. The ant was mighty and domineering, showing a noble atmosphere, with a crown on its head.

The left fist was in front, the right fist was in the back, the two fists were condensed, and they blasted out one after another, hitting the Dongxue long sword.

dong dong dong!

As if the drums of war were beating, as if the void was resonating, and the energy of destruction hit the long sword.

The long saber was twisting, the light was dim, the dao pattern on it collapsed directly, and most of the depicted formation shattered directly. superior.

The eighth-grade Lingbao was directly smashed by him.

"The **** of the ant emperor, the fist of good fortune, thirty-three days, suppressing all methods!"

Lu Xuanji let out a long whistle, the breath on his body was bursting, and the breath on his body was rising with every step forward. At the moment when the breath was heightened to the extreme, his left foot was raised, and his right fist was bombarded like a cannon.

Jin Xuan crossed his arms and resisted the front.

Click!

With a crisp sound, both arms were breaking, and Jin Xuan screamed.

Boom boom boom!

At this moment, another punch slammed into Jin Xuan's head, and the almighty fellow shattered on the spot.

With the operation of the secret technique, his head recovered again, and his blood was recovering.

Boom boom boom!

Thirty-three days of phantom running, directly suppressing it.

Jin Xuan's body shattered and was crushed into mashed flesh on the spot, but the shattered mashed flesh was wriggling again, as if to reunite the fleshly body.

After reaching the Void Refinement, he can already be reborn from a broken limb, reborn from a drop of blood, and his body has been shattered several times during the battle, and he can also reunite his body again and again, and fight and fight again.

At the realm of harmony, the body and the Dao, the form and the qi, the law and the rationality, are even more indelible.

Thirty-three days are running, erasing its vitality again and again.

It seems that it is difficult to break out, Jin Xuan runs the secret technique to protect the body, and the gray light surrounds the body, resisting the power of refining.

Lu Xuanji's expression was solemn, and he felt a little pressure.

This enemy is a bit difficult to deal with. It is easy to defeat, but difficult to kill.

It will take at least a thousand years to completely kill it.

"Save me, as long as you suppress this junior, everything is easy to say!"

Jin Xuan begged for help.

The powerhouses of the three royal families are communicating with spiritual thoughts, and they seem to be waiting patiently.

Jin Xuan pleaded for help: "Fellow Daoist Illusory Demon, Fellow Daoist Yinhao, Fellow Daoist Xuanjiao, as long as you take action to suppress and kill him, I am willing to pay a huge price, willing to give out a thousand world stones, three thousand catties of immortal gold, and eight Three spirit medicines…”

Boom boom boom!

At this moment, three figures appeared in the void, a beautiful woman, wearing a black dress, with a veil on her face, like a dream, like a dream, just looking at it, it is fascinating, intoxicated. Among them, it is difficult to extricate oneself;

Another silver-armored cultivator, with a tall and burly body, wearing silver armor, and holding a long spear with a sharp point;

Another gray-clothed cultivator with a grim expression, a unicorn on his head, and a ghost pattern on his face, gloomy and terrifying, like a ghost in hell.

"Fellow Daoist, let's capture it!"

The beautiful woman smiled and said: "The Daoist friend is very powerful, and the peak of refining can suppress the Dao Dao master. I am not as good as such an ancient genius, but it is a pity that the Daoist friend is only one person! A nail!"

"Go ahead and capture it!"

The silver-armored cultivator said that the aura was coercive, and the terrifying murderous coercion was coming.

"Haha, fellow Daoist's ending is doomed!"

The gray-clothed monk said coldly.

"Haha, you old bastards, you think you've got me, but you don't know, I have an hour to send you to death!" Lu Xuanji laughed, looking at the three guys present, as if looking at a clown.

Li Lingzhi fainted, and they were talking about them.

Many people have good IQ, and their brains are not in arrears, but under the influence of certain interests, one by one will become very poor in IQ.

With that said, Lu Xuanji took out a big bell.

The big bell, about one meter high, is painted with quaint patterns, including real dragons, phoenixes, unicorns, sun, moon, stars, bones everywhere, mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and endless gray fog. , and endless despair and gloom, destruction.

At the moment when the big bell appeared, everyone felt a trace of unease.

Lu Xuanji sneered, urging the big bell to kill the silver armored cultivator.

The silver-armored cultivator sneered, and the Dao-level cultivation burst out, the mana surged to the spear, the golden meaning moved, and the spear was straight, like a ghost stab, and jumped directly to the bell.

The bell struck the spear as if it had struck a matchstick, and the spear broke.

The strength of the big bell continued to smash on the silver armored cultivator, the body protection was shattering, the silver armor was shattering, and everything was shattering.

A stunned look flashed in the eyes of the silver-armored cultivator.

The next moment, the body shattered and turned directly into flesh.

clang clang!

The big bell was ringing, and the patterns on the big bell appeared directly. The profound meaning of death was pushed to the extreme, turned into the ultimate death, the ultimate destruction, the vitality of the silver-armored cultivator was wiped out, the primordial spirit was completely erased, and it was suppressed on the spot. And die.

A Hedao Great Master was directly killed.

The Dao Dao is very powerful, but it is only an ant in front of the fairy.

"This is the first one!"

Lu Xuanji sneered and said again, urging the big bell to suppress it again, bombarding Jin Xuan, erasing his vitality, destroying his spirit, and Jin Xuan also perished on the spot.

"This is the second, as for you, the third!"

Lu Xuanji sneered, urging the big bell to bombard the stunning woman, the big bell was ringing, and it was suppressed again.

"Not good! This is a fairy!"

"This is a complete immortal weapon, and the immortal weapon has recognized him as the master. He can mobilize a bit of power from the immortal weapon..."

"Damn, how could this be!"

"Daoist fellow Yin Hao, and fellow Daoist Jin Xuan, actually perished!"

Fairy Phantom and Taoist Xuanjiao changed their expressions. They never expected that the situation would reverse in an instant. The juniors who were besieged by the three great masters of the Dao and who were about to be easily killed suddenly exploded. , Killing Ancestor Yin Hao directly is like killing an ant.

This is too brutal.

At the moment of crisis, Fairy Phantom Demon activated the secret technique, and her body instantly turned into smoke and dissipated in the void.

Boom boom boom!

Lu Xuanji pushed the fairy weapon, and the bell of death suppressed it, but it was directly thrown into the air.

Countless smog is gathering, directly transforming into the magic fairy.

Fairy Phantom Demon said with a solemn expression: "Fellow Daoist, let's do it directly and activate the [Infinite Disillusionment Formation]!"

"Today's moment, we have to mobilize such a large formation!" Xuan Jiao sighed slightly, and nodded yes.

"Get up!"

The two pushed the secret technique, and each stood in a different corner.

Boom boom boom!

The sky was shaking violently, the formation was running to the extreme, the corrosive mist blocked the void, and then the world became dark. When the darkness dissipated, Lu Xuanji looked around, but found that the fog was surging, the strange breath was rising, and the visual perception became extremely blurred.

Looking for the enemy, the enemy is dissipated away.

"I'm right there!"

Lu Xuanji frowned and said, urging the fairy weapon, and the death bell burst out, bombarding the fog.

Part of the fog dissipated, but the fog reappeared in the next moment, blocking the line of sight.

Boom boom boom!

He continuously activated the fairy weapon and bombarded it a few times, but it didn't work at all.

Lu Xuanji was flying west again, urging the golden light in the vertical direction. After three days of flying, the road was still in the fog; he was flying south again, and after flying for ten days, it was still in the fog. Constantly flying, constantly moving the direction, after a month of practice, still fell into the fog.

"Mobile phone, UU reading www.uukanshu.com Baidu map!"

Lu Xuanji turned on the phone again, but there seemed to be fog on the phone, and there was a foggy area in the business of Baidu Maps, making it difficult to locate it accurately.

"What a brilliant formation, I entered the formation and was trapped in the formation..."

…

Right now, outside.

The silver mask is more than ten feet in diameter, and a handsome cultivator sits inside, but he is in a trance and seems to be in a deep sleep.

Above his head, the Immortal Artifact [Death Bell] swayed and changed, exuding a faint pressure.

In the periphery of the mask, Fairy Magic Demon and Taoist Xuanjiao sat on the spot, standing still, like sculptures. There are also 18 pinnacles of virtual refining, 72 monks who are virtual refining, and more than 3,600 spiritual monks, standing there like sculptures.

Their qi and machines were connected to each other and turned into a whole, evolving into an immeasurable array of disillusionment, creating an illusory world, trapping Lu Xuanji's soul in it, and making him fall into a deep sleep. But as a price, two Taoist monks, ninety practitioners, and thousands of gods were also restrained and unable to move.