Chapter 947 Innate Armor Master, Wuhun Out of Control

Ziyuan came out of the star ring, looked at the huge turtle in front of her, and really couldn't connect with the little turtle in the picture just now.

However, the patterns on the backs of the two do have some similarities, and they are both extremely cumbersome.

Yang Qingxuan asked suddenly: "What is a congenital armor master?"

Ziyuan smiled wryly, shook her head and said, "How would I know, I'm not Vera."

Yang Qingxuan said with a smile: "It's a good thing you're not her, otherwise women are too smart and would be very scary."

Ziyuan rolled his eyes at him, then looked at the huge tortoise, took a deep breath, made horns with both hands, and shouted loudly: "Xiao Hui! Xiao Hui!——"

The frenzied giant tortoise suddenly shook its body, was flapping its limbs in the void, and suddenly stopped.

The entire sky was swirling with vortexes, but there was not a single sound.

Except for the stunned giant tortoise, the few remaining survivors have already fled to a distance, all with expressions of panic and survival after a catastrophe.

Yang Qingxuan sweated with his hands, and the giant tortoise seemed to turn around and look at them.

Ziyuan was also quite nervous, and continued to shout: "Little Hui."

"Roar!"

The giant tortoise roared violently, ignoring the broken mouth, roared at the top of its lungs, as if it had tried its best, and rushed over.

The sky was hit by that powerful explosive force, and terrifying air waves and space distortions swept all directions.

Both Yang Qingxuan and Ziyuan's expressions changed, and they hurriedly retreated.

But the giant tortoise arrived in front of it in an instant, and in a pair of jewel-like eyes, big drops of tears fell like a broken chain. The tears flowed over the bloody face, turned into blood tears, and rolled down.

Ziyuan was taken aback, she never thought that this giant tortoise would have such a big touch because of a name, she said softly: "Xiao Hui." She gently stroked it with one hand.

Yang Qingxuan suddenly shouted: "Be careful!"

The inexplicable danger made his heart tremble, and he fell into an ice cave instantly. That instinctive intuition made all the pores of his body stand upside down.

"Bastard! Court death!"

Yang Qingxuan let out a loud roar, his whole face was fierce, and he saw that the giant tortoise's tear-filled eyes suddenly shot out resentment and murderous aura, raised one front paw, and slapped Ziyuan.

Numerous lines appeared under the tortoise's palm, and the palm turned out to be an innate formation that instantly covered Ziyuan, trying to smash her into pieces.

At this moment, Yang Qingxuan suddenly appeared in front of Ziyuan, his clothes were "hunted" by the violent palm wind, and his pale face was determined.

"Qingxuan!" Ziyuan was shocked, pulled his sleeve, and said anxiously: "Go!"

But Yang Qingxuan didn't move at all, a pair of cold eyes burst into a bone-piercing cold light, staring at the falling giant palm, and said fiercely: "Beast! Die!"

The sword mark between the eyebrows manifested at once, turning into an invisible sword that soared into the sky.

Along with the trembling of the entire sword mound, a large number of sword souls broke out of the ground, and all of them manifested beside Yang Qingxuan, swinging out sword circles and flying upwards.

Ziyuan grabbed Yang Qingxuan's arm and was shocked by the sword energy.

She took a few steps back, not daring to get too close to Yang Qingxuan, but felt that the sword light was dazzling, like cold moons and scorching suns, alternately exuding shocking brilliance, and slashed at the giant tortoise's palm.

"Boom!"

Under the flying slash of the invisible sword energy, the palm of the giant tortoise stagnated in the air, and a furious roar came out of its mouth. A large piece of blood splashed out from the palm. If it wasn't for its high level, and its rough skin and thick flesh, one of its front paws would have been gone long ago.

The giant tortoise screamed in pain, then withdrew its palm and stepped back.

But the thousands of sword souls that broke through the ground from the sword mound, danced in the air like a group of demons, chasing and beheading the giant turtle as if out of control.

Yang Qingxuan's face was extremely pale, and his heart was horrified.

He didn't intend to use the sword soul at first, but wanted to use the Dao Mielong Fist and the Three Thousand Karma Fires to meet that palm, and then use the sun, moon and star wheels to rescue Ziyuan.

But under the huge death crisis, the Taixuan Sword Tomb was immediately activated, and a large number of swords gushed out completely out of his control. He had never seen these sword spirits before.

"What the hell is going on?!" Yang Qingxuan was startled and anxious, those swords continued to form around his body, turning into beams of sword light, and slashed at the giant tortoise, which he couldn't control at all.

Even the body is so suppressed that it is difficult to move under this powerful soul imprint force.

"Qingxuan!" Ziyuan also noticed something was wrong, and shouted anxiously.

"I can't move my body anymore, this martial spirit is out of my control!" Yang Qingxuan tried to block the power of the martial spirit, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't succeed.

The giant tortoise was forced to retreat step by step under this terrifying sword soul slash. But those jewel-like eyes stared at Zi Yuan firmly, as if there was endless resentment.

"This is..." Lei Jun looked at this scene in horror from a distance, a flash of lightning flashed in his mind, he suddenly trembled, and lost his voice: "This is Taixuan..."

Before he finished speaking, he hurriedly covered his mouth with a look of horror.

There are also some warriors who survived, looking at the sword shadows all over the sky, they were also horrified.

Suddenly, a strange voice resounded in the sword mound, and said sharply: "Who are you?!" The voice came from far away with a hint of panic and shock.

Yang Qingxuan was even more shocked and said: "I should ask you, who are you?!"

The voice was silent for a while, and then said coldly: "I know who you are, I didn't expect you to be alive, it's incredible!"

Yang Qingxuan was shocked, and hurriedly asked: "Do you know who I am?"

The voice snorted coldly, and said: "It's really unexpected. No wonder I've been feeling restless recently. I thought it was Gu Yao, who was silent in the Abyss of the Black Sea, waking up, but I didn't expect it to be you. Where are you now?"

Yang Qingxuan could hear that the voice was malicious, so he said coldly: "Where are you?"

That voice sneered and said: "Do you think I won't be able to find you if you don't tell me? Although the martial spirit of the Yang family is passed down from generation to generation, it can appear on different people, but Taixuan Sword Tomb has a very peculiar place. There is only one in the entire universe. That is to say, the Taixuan Sword Tomb is our common spirit!"

Yang Qingxuan's heart trembled, and he immediately felt an extremely powerful force coming from a far away place, intending to shatter the sword mound world he was in.

And on the countless sword mounds, the countless sword souls stuck upside down became trembling, emitting sword lights and a lot of sword cries.

Yang Qingxuan only felt that his whole body was going to be suffocated, and he could clearly feel that as soon as that power arrived, it would be his death. This feeling is even more desperate than when facing a giant tortoise's palm!

At this moment, within the trembling sword mound, in the dim world, suddenly appeared a golden figure, wearing a purple gold crown with phoenix wings on his head, wearing a golden armor with locks, and walking on cloud shoes with lotus roots on his feet, like a peerless statue. God of War, standing in the air.

//The next chapter is around 1 o'clock.