Chapter 32 Shocking the World

"I know you scrap metal, didn't you wear the sword of a little thief that day?"

The six hands joined together to trap the killing sword and other magical weapons, and one hand actually had something to say.

"A few of my followers fell under your scrap iron blade. This sharp breath is so familiar that I can't forget it. A thief played a trick on me that day. Today he is not here, so I will melt you." Now, let’s talk it out in anger.”

Lord Yakumo was originally a cold and aloof person, and he didn't say much even in front of Yu Wanfa. At this time, he was talking about a sword, and there was a reason for it.

At first, Zhao Yu was banned by the Immortal Lord Xianxia and escaped for more than ten thousand years. The Lord Xianxia informed Zhouguang of the secret realm and he went to the Yunxia Immortal Domain. Unexpectedly, the magical power happened to be here. Zhao Yu killed more than a dozen of the Earthly Immortals in the Yunxia Immortal Territory in a killing spree, and several Earthly Immortals under his commanding powers and Yakumo Zhenjun who were stationed in the Yunxia Immortal Territory also died in his hands. Lord Yakumo ran across the starry sky, but he never caught Zhao Yu. He was pushed back and forth by him. How could he not teach Lord Yakumo to be angry?

Those who followed her were all bent under the killing sword, and they remembered the breath of this sword. Although the illusion has been around for many years, the killing sword is no longer the same, but the aura at the root has not changed.

Among the seven magic weapons at the moment, this sword was the only one that could hurt her fur, so Lord Yakumo became really angry.

The six hands cover the sky and the sun. They are large and slender, and the mutton fat is as white as jade. Not only does it not look ferocious, but it has a flawless feeling. The six hands are in the shape of Liuhe, blocking the top and suppressing the bottom, in all directions, tens of millions of miles away, no matter how powerful you are, how can you escape?

That night, the three of them tried to escape, but they came back again in a daze while escaping. Otherwise, Deng Chanyu would not have said that she could not escape.

The killing sword and all the treasures were trapped in it. The sound of the sword was buzzing and trembling, but the sword light overflowed, splitting the void, and locking the yin and yang, but it could not escape the space between the six hands of Lord Yakumo. . The six hands of Liuhe and Liuhe raised up wisps of rays of light, like fire, and in just a blink of an eye, they broke into four pieces of the immortal rope that had not yet been healed. The screams continued, and the divine light swelled and shrank indistinctly, and it seemed that it could not be resisted. The other magic treasures that were being refined kept retreating, and the light of the treasures was scattered.

The killing sword vibrated the sword body, and he stabbed with a right hand. There was no trace of this stab, but he could see the hand flicking his fingers. There was a crisp sound in the void, and a stream of sparks exploded. Blast that space into chaos.

With a touch of that hand, it was smoothed again.

In just a split second, there was a clanging sound like iron, and sparks exploded in all directions, as if the world had just opened and the universe exploded - with just one ten-thousandth of a finger, the killing sword thrust out hundreds of millions of swords!

"My skills are exhausted!"

Lord Yakumo grasped the space with his six hands and brought them together, pressing the space into a piece of cake. The more he pressed it, the thinner it became. The glow was shining in the middle, and the refining was in full swing.

Hugh looked at the mountainside, and it seemed that the six men were really fighting, and they were fighting hard. But on the top of the mountain, Lord Yakumo had at least seven points focused on the Jushu Orb. She really didn't look down upon the people who came down from the mountain. If it weren't for 100% protection, there would actually be no need to send the two of them down.

After all, it requires a lot of distractions. For the important matter of controlling all laws, Yakumo Zhenjun does not want to be distracted.

The fighting there was so fierce that it shook the entire mountain range of Tianyi Holy Mountain. With the spread of the magic law, with the holy mountain as the center, an unknown number of people were gradually brought under the magic rule. At this moment, the holy mountain began to tremble.

Lord Yakumo sneered: "It's just as I expected!"

This holy mountain is called Tianyi. How could Lord Yakumo not know that the holy mountain is related to that enemy? She had already planned this and was waiting.

Sure enough, the holy mountain shook, and a vast and thick energy rose up from under the holy mountain. With just one rush, the magic rules were scattered. At this time, there are many holy places for cultivation with the Holy Mountain as their base, and many monks have come to the Holy Mountain in overwhelming numbers.

Lord Yakumo sneered again and again. He held the orb with one hand and used his free hand to suppress it. The breath that rushed out from under the sacred mountain was stagnated!

But the aura was undefeated and rushed forward, rushing out from the top of the holy mountain. Yakumo Zhenjun was startled when he saw the aura rushing into the young stone statue, crackling and cracking countless cracks, and rays of light burst out. Come out, pierce the sky, and shine in all directions.

"It turned out to be this method."

Lord Yakumo's heart was spinning: "My way is a stone statue, and it turns out that a character is sealed. That thief is really powerful, and even I didn't see any flaws. But so what?"

Who is Lord Yakumo? There is no one to be afraid of. Even though it seemed that the same person that day was becoming more powerful now, Lord Yakumo did not take him seriously.

She snorted coldly and ignored Yang Xiantian who was breaking out of the seal. She only looked at the mountainside with a stern look in her eyes: "Use a few magic weapons as a guide, hey..."

The energy that rushed out from under the holy mountain was triggered by the killing sword. Ben was about to refine the killing sword into molten iron, and struggled to draw out his energy at the end of his life. It was probably the same person who had planned it early that day.

"I'll refine you scrap metal first to eliminate the hatred in my heart."

Halfway up the mountain, the six hands pressed tighter and tighter, the glow flowed more intensely, and the resistance of the killing sword became more intense. It felt like a "powder keg", as if it was about to explode in the next moment. Zhao Gongming and others saw clearly and hurriedly said: "Let's go!"

He rolled up his sleeves and quickly backed away. Even if you can't escape the six-handed imprisonment, it's better to stay far away.

In all directions, countless monks, big and small, were rushing towards the holy mountain. Suddenly, the world collapsed, and the soul was shaken. They didn't know up or down, left or right. It was like two points of light, one strong and one soft, exploded at that moment, the universe was first created, and Hongmeng was born!

Immediately, the Holy Mountain collapsed, the sky cracked, and a starry field was dotted with stars. From extremely small to extremely large in an instant, they fell from the sky and were suppressed!

The sound was loud and the elephant was invisible. At this moment, the world was extremely silent. Then it suddenly seemed to expand, buzz, the mighty Yuan Qi spread out in all directions like a tsunami, blowing the mountains and rivers across the sky, sweeping across the entire Donghua Yuanxing in just a few seconds, even taking Donghua with it The Yuan Xing flew away from its original galaxy and flew into the deeper depths of the universe. Wherever the rioting Yuan Qi passed, countless storms were rolled up in the universe, and countless stars were destroyed by it!

I don’t know how long it took before everything gradually subsided.

The huge Donghua Yuanxing has arrived in an unfamiliar star field. A vast starry sky of tens of thousands of light years is suppressing the Donghua Yuanxing. Between the two, thunder is trembling and purple lightning is vast. Two completely different laws collide.

The half-broken holy mountain was in a mess, and except for the remaining half, there was no trace of this mountain range. On that half of the mountainside, an eight-armed giant towers over the sky, with its upper body in the starry sky and its lower body standing on the cross section of the holy mountain. An orb that shines thousands of miles away faces this giant god. Under the orb, a tiny figure with clothes flying around.

"My son!"

Deng Chanyu was extremely embarrassed. When she looked up and saw the man, she couldn't help but scream.