Chapter 771 Victory Is in Sight?

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"Originally I wanted to give you a good time, but now I have changed my mind. I will let you know how life is worse than death." Huang Pu's voice was full of hidden anger.

He couldn't stop the star energy condensed by the Heavenly Emperor Meteor Chapter, one of the top ten offensive methods in ancient times. It penetrated into the Shenxuan Dharma Body and burned a lot of his blood and energy, causing his whole body to feel tingling.

The scorched blood and vitality probably cost him one to two years of lifespan.

Although he is also very familiar with this technique, he knows that once the caster casts the spell, the blood and vitality consumed are equivalent to directly burning at least ten years of life, which is equivalent to cutting flesh from the body piece by piece.

However, in the eyes of a mysterious and powerful person like him, a Golden Core cultivator like Wei Suo is just like an ant. An ant hurt him, which made him furious.

"when!"

At the same time, with a slash of the black-gold long sword in his hand, another natal sword element that even surpassed the reaction speed of Jindan's fourth-level and fifth-level spiritual consciousness was slashed on the ice-purple indestructible clean bottle .

This natal sword was originally slashed on the previous sword mark, almost cutting through the bottle.

"ah!"

Wei Suo in the Immortal Cleansing Bottle still looked relaxed, but he yelled even more "sternly", "I'll fight you, old man!"

"puff!"

The sky was brightly lit, and seven beams of starlight fell from the sky again, condensing into an extremely resplendent Daoist.

"That depends on whether you have the capital to work hard!" Huang Pujuelun's voice was extremely cold, and a wave rolled out, bringing out a mysterious and unspeakable trajectory in the sky. It looked like a straight line, but it smashed the statue. After Daoist Brilliant, he killed exactly on the original sword mark.

"This person's technique can even damage the power of the mysterious god? What kind of super powerful technique is this?"

"This is the Beiming Douzhuan and Yuanyuan Tianfa of Xuantian Continent and Tianzong. It is equivalent to using one's own lifespan to fight and kill the opponent! This person actually knows this way!"

"broken!"

"This magic bottle is about to break, and it can no longer block the blow of this powerful Shenxuan! Even if this person uses this kind of cut off a large piece of flesh from his body, in exchange for this powerful Shenxuan to beat him desperately with a small piece of flesh!" Fa, it's useless..."

All the monks in Meishan City were extremely shocked.

They saw that many starlights shot out from the resplendent Taoist priest penetrated into Huangpujuelong's huge divine form, and there were also silver-white light spots shining non-stop on the entire black-gold divine form, which was obviously also being captured. Burn vitality. But even if Wei Suo kept flipping the ice-purple clean bottle, Huangpu Jue Peerless's sword light would hit the same spot accurately.

At this moment, three consecutive sword strikes went up, and the sword mark was close to splitting, and there was an obvious crack. There was a bright light in the crack, and the connected place was as thin as a thin layer of paper.

"It's useless for this kid to try his best. This magic bottle will definitely not be able to withstand another blow."

"Huang Pu Jue Lun wants to capture him alive, and then there will be a good show." Liu Weizhen, Zhong Xi, and Wen Shu were a little horrified at the power of Wei Suo's spell, but seeing such a situation now, they are all very excited. Complacent, gleeful.

"Get out of the turtle shell for me."

Huangpu's unrivaled divine and mysterious form shook the world again, and the black-golden long sword was cut out again, swaying a terrifying sword energy.

"Snapped!"

Seeing that this piece was about to completely break the Jingping bottle, a puff of green energy suddenly radiated from the Jingping bottle body, and a lotus leaf on the bottle body suddenly enlarged, shining with an unspeakable blue light, covering the crack on the bottle body. A green lotus condensed with fluffy green energy swayed gracefully, unexpectedly blocking Huangpu Juelun's sword light.

"Another powerful attack from Shenxuan was blocked!"

"There is an astonishing mystery on the bottle? What kind of ancient treasure is this? Is it really a legendary fairy weapon?"

"An ancient magic weapon of this level has not been released for at least a thousand years!"

Many monks in Meishan City were horrified and unbelievable. The purple light lines on the ice purple clean bottle and the misty green energy made everyone feel the astonishing dao rhyme and the extremely strong ancient atmosphere. No one thought that this was just a magic weapon that Wei Suo had just refined.

"Old man Huangpu can't break the clean bottle anymore." Inside the clean bottle, Ling Longtian sneered.

At this moment, no one outside could see it, but she, Wei Suo and others could see clearly that the sword mark covered by the back armor of the ancient giant claw had recovered about half.

"Ah! Huangpu Juelun, even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go! You don't want to break my clean bottle!" Wei Suo began to refine the heavenly dragon blood fossils, and at the same time, he transformed into a radiant Daoist, and shot at Huangpu Juelun. . Of course, he still yelled "terribly".

"Snapped!"

Huang Pu Jue Lun was another terrifying sword light, which chopped into pieces the Daoist Resplendent, and slayed on the back armor of the ancient giant sting. The misty blue energy emanating from the back armor of the ancient giant stinger was completely shattered by the torrent of sword energy. After a violent tremor, it disappeared and turned into a lotus leaf on the bottle again.

"How can it be!"

However, many monks in the entire Meishan City suddenly let out a huge sound of air-conditioning. Even Huangpu Juelun's spellcasting had an obvious pause.

The whole icy purple bottle was shining brightly, crystal clear, as if it was naturally formed, and the sword marks on it disappeared without a trace, without any trace. The entire Jingping bottle, which was about to be cut open just now, has returned to its original state!

"Could it be Eternal Eternal Gold... This thing contains the Dao Divine Rune inside and has the aura of a real fairy. Even I can't defeat it. It turns out to be a real fairy weapon!" Huang Pu was extremely heartbroken. He was blinded by Wei Suo's condensed divine pattern and the astonishing ancient aura of the ancient giant sting. Seeing such a scene, he immediately thought it was a real fairy weapon. He thought that for a real fairy weapon, with Wei Suo's cultivation base, he would definitely not be able to fully exert its power and wonder. If he obtains such an immortal weapon and uses it with his cultivation, he can at least protect himself even in the face of a divine power whose cultivation is one or two levels higher than his.

"Hahahaha! I didn't expect you to have such a thing on your body. God help me."

Huang Pu Jue Lun seemed to be decades younger all of a sudden, and couldn't help laughing wildly. Chasing and killing Wei Suo turned out to be a fairy weapon, which really made him overjoyed and felt that it was a great chance.

"Ah! Immortal, I will try my best to become as old as you, and I won't make it easier for you." Wei Suo's shrill cry came from the Immortal Cleansing Bottle.

Another extremely resplendent Dao Zun emerged, and fought towards the emperor's peerless Heaven-Suppressing Faxiang.

"Even if you lose 20 or 30 years of life, it is worthwhile to get a real fairy weapon, and besides something that is almost like a fairy weapon like the Zhentian Faxiang, this child may have many other good things. Catch it My son, I, Tianjianzong, might be able to surpass the Xuanfengmen and other sects, and become the number one sect in the Tianxuan Continent!" Huang Pujuelun looked at the ice-purple clean bottle that exudes an astonishing Dao rhyme, and listened to Wei Suo's words. With a shrill cry and high spirits, even though his body was in unspeakably burning pain from Wei Suo's technique, his heart was filled with an indescribable sense of satisfaction and accomplishment. He also didn't attack the Immortal Cleansing Bottle at all, but tried his best to block Wei Suoji's Beiming Douzhuan and Yuanyuantianfa.

"Xiaozi, this thing is beyond your possession at all. Obediently stir up this thing, and I can give you a good time."

"Old man Huangpu, you are dreaming! I will fight with you! I will burn all your lifespan!"

"Joke, I still have at least 140 to 50 years of life. With my supernatural powers, you can only consume more than 20 years of my life. Boy, I advise you to think clearly. If you stop now, I promise to give you a good time, and if you can answer my question obediently, I promise to just abolish your cultivation and give you a way out." Huang Pu Jue Lun was a little heartbroken about the loss of his life energy, and frequently urged him to surrender. Because for a monk of his level, the aura of the physical body has surpassed most of the spiritual medicines in the world, and only some fairy-level spiritual medicines can be of some use to him. The lost lifespan can only be replenished through breakthroughs in cultivation.

"Fart! You are as stupid as those three idiots. Do I believe your nonsense? Even if I die, I won't give you pleasure." Inside the Immortal Cleansing Bottle, Wei Suo yelled "sternly" again, Constantly stimulate the Beiming Douzhuan, burning Yuan Tianfa. And at this moment, he was suspended in the Immortal Purity Bottle, posing in the shape of a dragon, constantly absorbing the scattered vitality of the broken stars to temper his body. It was extremely painful to temper the body with a large amount of star vitality, like soaking in boiling oil. At this moment, Wei Suo's cry was so lifelike that no one could tell it was fake.

"They're cutting their flesh all the time, they're dying! How dare they scold us."

"He kept calling us idiots! Don't we look stupider than him!"

"I will definitely concoct this person well!"

Liu Weizhen, Zhong Xi, and Wen Shu, the three prince-level characters in Yunling mainland, were unbelievable. They never expected that they would be scolded and furious just watching the play in silence.

"This person is quite stubborn, but he won't be able to last long with this kind of spell." Many monks in Meishan City lamented that Wei Suo's style of play was very tragic.

"Xiaozi, I gave you a chance, and I will let you know later, what is too late to regret!" Less phosphorous fire is burning.

"Ah!... My head is already white..." Such a scream came from the Immortal Cleansing Vase.

"You're so tall." Ling Longtian couldn't help but rolled her eyes. At this moment, Wei Suo's head was shining with a silver light, and his vitality was indescribably strong, so there was no gray hair.

"The head is already white... This son's lifespan has been exhausted and he is close to dying, and he can't last long. When this son falls, it will be the time when my Tianjianzong will flourish again." Huangpu Juelun was very excited when he heard such a voice , the gods and mysterious figures couldn't help but circle around the immortal clean bottle.

"This guy has become an old man, and his fall will only happen in an instant." Liu Weizhen and the three looked at each other, and they all felt in a good mood.

"Three idiots, what are you looking at, do you dare to tell me your names. If I don't die this time, I swear that I will hunt you down to the Profound Sky Continent and kill you as well." But at this moment, Wei Suo yelled again.

"Curse us again." Liu Weizhen and the others were suddenly furious again.

"So what if I tell you! We are casual cultivators from the central part of the Profound Sky Continent, Reverend Jinlan, Reverend Qingzhu, and Reverend Hanju." Wen Shu immediately shouted, fearing that the other two would be unable to hold back their anger and reveal their identities.

"Ah! You are doomed!" Wei Suo screamed, but still kept transforming into bright Daoist statues, hitting Huangpu Juelun.

"Why hasn't this son fallen yet?" Huang Pujuelun waited excitedly. According to his expectation, Wei Suo would not be able to support him if he had only twenty or so statues at most. Dao Zun Brilliant, his divine and mysterious form seemed to be on fire, and Wei Suo was still agitated.

"I will never let you go... Ah, my head is gone... Even the skin is gone! Ah, I will never let you go even if I'm a ghost..." And just when he felt sorry for his birthday Yuan, when doubts arose in his heart again, Wei Suo's screams rang out again.

"The head is all gone... The skin is cracked and turned to ashes. This means that the alchemy in the body is completely exhausted. It will soon fall." Hearing such a voice, Huangpu Juelun's eyes suddenly lit up! It feels like victory is at hand.

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(It's a bit late, but I want to compensate everyone with more words in each chapter, so please forgive me)