Chapter 451 Magic Treasure Showdown

The real Wu Ya broke the secret treasure shroud of the gate of exorcising corpses, and the audience was dead silent!

This is too shocking, even though Wu Ya also used his own copper coin magic sword, and one hundred and eight Five Emperor copper coins were turned into powder.

It is simply unscientific to be so powerful just after breaking through the profound realm. Is it really because of Longhushan's orthodoxy?

Everyone was shocked!

The real Wu Ya shines brilliantly, and will definitely be a blockbuster at this Wu Zong Conference. He is clearly a giant dragon dormant in the abyss, waiting for an opportunity for a flying dragon to be in the sky.

"Ah, I'm going to kill you!"

The secret treasure was destroyed, Yan Han almost went crazy, his angry eyes stared like lamps, his face was ferocious like a ghost, his murderous aura rose, and he rushed towards him like lightning.

Rumble!

The base of the mountain was trampled and collapsed. He seemed to be running wildly like an ancient beast, bursting out with devastating power.

With five fingers in his hands, his iron claws are like hooks, and he swings in the void at a high speed. The shadows of the claws are heavy, ripples burst out, the wind howls, and the billowing dead air fills the air.

After a short while, others appeared in front of the real person Wuya, and a large, sinister white bone claw with a large mopan grasped the sky spirit cover of the real person Wuya with the power of piercing gold and cracking stones.

"Nine Yins Destroying Souls, Insidious White Bone Claws!"

"How dare you destroy my Yan family's secret treasure, I will detain your soul and seal it for 10,000 years to redeem your sins! I will refine your body into a zombie, and it will be driven by my Yan family forever!"

The severe cold roared, the sound was like thunder, and the whole person was like a demon god, murderous and powerful.

It's too cruel to restrain the soul, seal it for ten thousand years, refine the body into a zombie, and drive it forever.

His words frightened many people in the field, their scalps went numb with shock, even some grandmasters were also shocked.

Although the gate of expelling corpses "reforms evil and returns to righteousness", the foundation of refining corpses and confining souls is still there. If anyone offends them, they may be refined into zombies, and their souls will be imprisoned and subjected to purgatory punishment.

Back then, Longhushan and other Taoist sects launched an attack against the corpse gate, but they failed to level the gate and wipe out the orthodoxy.

Master Wuya lost his copper coin dharma sword,

Only empty-handed against the enemy. Everyone couldn't help but sweat for him.

Shen Yunlong, however, looked worried, and shouted at Yan Han on the field: "My brother Yan Han, be careful of his Tiangang Five Thunder Palm!"

Yan Han was so angry that he seemed to have forgotten that Master Wuya used Tiangang Five Thunder Palms to break his vicious White Bone Claw yesterday by surprise. Now that Shen Yunlong yelled, he seemed to wake up from a dream, and his face suddenly changed.

However, he had already patted his palm, and it was impossible to take it back. He mobilized his whole body's mana, and more powerful mana poured into his palms and fingers. In an instant, the bone and iron claws became bigger again, as big as a table of eight immortals.

Under this palm, not to mention the real body of Wu Ya, even the soul may be smashed to pieces!

"Tiangang Five Thunder Palms, break them for me!"

Daoist Wuya also yelled, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, he stood on the spot, motionless as a mountain, and struck out with his palm.

He gathered a sea of ​​thunder in the palm of his hand, thousands of strands of lightning danced, and the five-colored thunder light shone. With one palm, a dazzling thunder light palm print shot up into the sky, like a thunder dragon, extremely brave. .

boom!

Amidst the sound of heaven and earth breaking apart, Yan Han's sinister white bone giant claw, which was as big as the Eight Immortals' table, was pierced by the palm print of Lei Guang, forming a large hole in the millstone, but it was not broken. However, the Lei Guang palm print of Master Wu Ya was annihilated and disappeared.

The incomplete and vicious white bone giant claws were still extremely powerful and powerful, falling down, the real Wuya was out of reach, his eyes went dark, he suddenly felt as if he had been hit by a high-speed train, and he flew out backwards under the majestic force.

Even the severe cold couldn't bear it, he stepped back again and again, almost fell on his head, a big withered hand was dripping with blood, the stubble was broken, and there was a transparent blood hole in the palm.

Real Wu Ya was like a ball that was kicked away. It flew more than 50 meters away and landed under the martial arts platform. Fortunately, it fell into a pond. Sadly, there was a rockery in the pond. .

Boom!

The rockery crumbled to pieces.

Daoist Wuya fell to the ground, unable to get up for a while.

After all, he has only initially mastered the Five Thunder Palms of Tiangang, and he can't even exert one-tenth of its power. But Yan Han's venomous white bone claw hit 100% of his strength. If it was an ordinary person, it would have been smashed to pieces long ago, and there was no chance of flying upside down.

The audience was dead silent!

The real Wu Ya was defeated, and many people had this idea in their hearts.

However, he was gloriously defeated.

After all, the gap between him and Yan Han was too great.

Clap clap!

I don't know who clapped their hands first, which drove more people to applaud, and there was thunderous applause for a while.

Most of the applause was for Wuya Zhenren, for his wonderful performance. But because of Yan Han's cruel words, many fans turned away and hated him, and the number of people who applauded him was probably much less.

Amid the thunderous applause, Frost on the battle platform suddenly let out a roar:

"It's time to end!"

A white light suddenly appeared in the void, and a white bone suddenly stretched across the air, rising in the wind, becoming bigger at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Rumble!

The void oscillated continuously, causing ripples, as if it was about to be crushed.

It was a white bone that was as crystal clear as jade, filled with a piercing ghostly aura, with scarlet blood glowing, fierce and powerful, clearly a peerless killer.

And the eyes that were as cold as torches were also bloodshot, as if possessed by a demon.

"Corpse-removing secret treasure, corpse-repelling stick!" Someone exclaimed.

"It is rumored that this is an innate bone, and its power is unmatched."

"I also heard that the Exorcism Gate has sealed hundreds of millions of ghosts in it for thousands of years. Once all the ghosts come out, they can evolve into Shura Hell, and even the master will be shocked and killed."

"What is Sect Master Yan going to do? Are you going to shock and kill the real Wuya? But the real Wuya has already lost, and he has fallen below the battle stage. It is very wrong for him to do this!"

"Yeah, it's too much to deceive!"

...

There was a lot of discussion.

But the severe cold has already activated its murderous intent, so who cares about these things. Moreover, they had agreed before the battle that this was a life-and-death battle, the outcome would be decided, and life and death would be decided, but they didn't say that one party who was defeated and fell to the battlefield could escape disaster.

The grandmasters on the stage were all silent, already showing their attitude, allowing the severe cold to kill the real Wuya.

"You old apprentice is going to die, why don't you make a move?" Guo Bao teased Ye Tian again, in a joking tone.

"Okay, okay, don't taunt others. He was just joking. Don't you warriors like to draw your sword to help when you see injustice? You do what you want!" Guan Weiwei scolded Guo Bao.

Guo Bao rolled his eyes and was speechless for a while. He wanted to draw his sword to help and kill Yan Han to avenge the old suzerain, but his ability was limited, and he could be slapped to death with a single slap.

Zhao Wendong feels sorry for the real Wuya. As the so-called enemy's enemy is a friend, Yan Han is their Xingyimen's enemy, he will naturally have a good impression of Wuya Zhenren.

"Don't worry, I still have a backup. Old Yan will definitely die today!" Ye Tian said lightly.

"Okay, okay, your apprentice is the most powerful, okay." Guan Weiwei said helplessly for a while. She originally had a good impression of Ye Tian, ​​thinking that he was simple and honest, but she didn't expect to have the problem of bragging, and her good impression gradually disappeared.

On the ordinary seat, Wu Hongtao sighed: "Oh, what a pity! A profound realm is about to fall."

Shen Qingyue was sitting next to him, she frowned, and said: "That's not necessarily true! I heard that Panlong Temple has Zhenshan to the treasured canopy, which was made by the Daoling Patriarch, and it is the supreme magic weapon of the Taoist sect."

"So what. No matter how powerful the magic weapon is, it depends on who casts the magic weapon. In the situation of Master Wuya, whether he can stand up is still unknown, let alone activate the magic weapon." Wu Hongtao sneered.

At this time, the stick that stretched across the air had become more than a hundred times larger, covering the entire pond, weighing over one hundred thousand jun, like a mountain pressing down.

Clang!

In the blink of an eye, a dazzling golden light flew out of the pond, like a long rainbow penetrating the sun, and the sound like a big bell resounded, which was deafening.

"What is it?"

"Is it the canopy ruler of Panlong Temple?"

"I don't know, I can't see clearly, it's too bright, like a little sun."

"It shouldn't be a ruler. A ruler is elongated. The flying thing looks like a lump."

...

The golden light is flowing, dazzling and bright, a big tripod is transformed into form, with three legs and two ears and a mouth, the three legs stand up to the sky and the earth, the two ears transform into yin and yang, and the mouth produces Taiji.

Once the dragon pattern is released from the fire treasure tripod, who will fight for the front?

The sharpness of the corpse stick was instantly concealed, as if the light of the firefly was competing with the bright moon and lost in a complete mess.

"What, it's not the canopy ruler!" Someone exclaimed.

"This is a top-grade magic weapon. It is mighty and mighty, almost comparable to the Thunder Seal of Longhu Mountain."

...

The grandmasters on the stage were also dumbfounded, attracted by the Dragon Wen Lihuo cauldron. There are even people who have evil intentions and want to take Baoding as their own. Their spiritual sense is far sharper than that of ordinary people, and they can clearly sense the terrifying power contained in the treasure tripod.

Boom!

Two magic weapons as big as mountains collided with each other, making a loud noise, the ground cracked, the sky shook, and a violent aura surged out, sweeping the sky and the earth, rushing in all directions, even a huge boulder the size of a millstone could be swept away.

There was chaos in the arena, screams one after another. Even the inner strength masters were a little overwhelmed by this berserk breath, the outer strength warriors and ordinary people couldn't stand at all, they fell down one after another, and some were even blown away.

In the void, I saw that the corpse expelling stick was blown away like a shooting star, and the severe cold was backlashed, and he also stumbled backwards at a very fast speed, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out, filling the sky.

The dragon-patterned Lihuo tripod towered like a mountain in mid-air, and its majestic majesty shocked the audience.

Daoist Wuya stood up from the pond. Although his clothes were wet, he was severely injured, and he was in a terrible state of distress, his eyes were as bright as torches and his breath as deep as an abyss. He was like a god, making people look up to him.

The audience was shocked!

Everyone was stunned!

"This is impossible, come again!"

The severe cold roared, the anger was soaring, the blood in his whole body boiled like magma, and he controlled the corpse stick to blast at the real Wuya again.

"Blocking a car with a mantis arm, you're overconfident!" Daoist Wu Ya yelled softly, pointing at the sky, and Bao Ding blasted towards him.

No one noticed that a ray of light shot out from the crowd watching the battle and hit the top of the Baoding. The Baoding suddenly blazed brightly, and its divine power rose.

Boom!

Amidst the loud noise, the corpse stick was blown away again, but Baoding retreated less than ten meters.

"Huh?"

Ye Tian squinted his eyes, his face moved slightly, he was amazed that the stick was not shattered, as if it was not even cracked.