Chapter 1595 Gold Drop

The sword intent pierced through his body, making Moro's body stiff, but at this moment of stiffness, Moro had already been shot by countless flying swords, and his body became a basket, and countless sword intents burst out directly, connecting each other. The body exploded directly on the spot, he gave up this physical body, and reappeared in the distance, but at the moment of incarnation, his complexion changed greatly, because the countless sword energy still did not disappear, and still existed in his body .

Constantly destroying everything, destroying his body and the deepest soul.

"As expected of the Zhuxian Sword Formation, Master Tongtian, although he has never met or fought against each other, but this is enough."

Mo Luo sighed slightly, and there was still room for a smile, and at the next moment, a unique aura emerged from his body. After this aura appeared, countless sword auras disappeared directly in his body, not because of anything else, but because At this time, the aura possessed by Mo Luo was clearly the aura of the Master Tongtian, which aroused the imprint left by the Master Tongtian in the entire Sword Formation of Jade Immortals.

Mo Luo walked step by step in the Zhuxian Sword Formation, the sword light in front of him was flowing in the sky, the ground, and the space, like a kingdom of swords, and Mo Luo's body was parallel to these swords, but he was no longer attacked by the sword light. Perfectly blended together.

What emerges from Mo Luo at this moment is the original wave that belongs to Yang Jian's world, the rules that belong to the mythical civilization, and the path of the mythical civilization.

Outside the formation, Yang Jian's expression was calm. Perhaps he hasn't paused since he summoned the Zhuxian Sword Formation until now. His eyes are deep, and his fingers point to the sky again.

A ray of light shot out from the eyebrows, pierced his palm directly, mixed with his blood essence and shot towards the high sky of Jiuyou, and then appeared in an unknown space.

In that space, there is a Pangu ax drifting, and there are endless void stars. Besides, there are countless traces of battles. If you look carefully, you can find that there are countless broken magic weapons. As for the physical body, you can't see any of them. Here It's like the ancient battlefield in the past.

Yang Jian's three-eyed light appeared here and still did not stop, and continued to shoot towards the sky above, constantly moving forward, constantly jumping, and finally appeared in an absolutely supreme space. In this space, there is nothing but a dim stars.

If Wang Sheng was here, he would be able to find how similar this place is to his dominating space.

At this time, Yang Jian actually borrowed some means to come here directly, and came to this space where the rain dominates the space, which is indistinguishable.

On top of these countless dim stars, there is a purple-golden palace. In front of the palace is a golden bell. The most conspicuous thing is a figure kneeling in front of the palace. Its head hangs down, without any vitality.

The divine light crossed this body, paused slightly, and seemed to be signaling towards this body, but in reality, Yang Jian's expression was complicated, and finally under his control, the light of his three eyes directly crossed this body and hit the front directly Admiralty.

Bang!

It's crisp but powerful, it seems that the entire ruling space is shaken, and the palace with the plaque of Zixiao Palace seems to come alive, especially the golden bell, which merges with the divine light, is slowly descending downward.

Yang Jian opened his eyes, pinched his fingers again, and opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood.

He shouted in a deep voice: "Yuxu Yangjian, please give me a treasure from the patriarch!"

Three times in a row, he spit out blood one after another, and in the supremely silent space, the golden bell suddenly fell, appeared in this space, and fell towards the Zhuxian Sword Formation in the distance.

Although it was a golden bell, it fell directly on top of the demon god's head without making any sound at this time, but the demon god didn't seem to notice it until the golden bell emitted a unique aura above his head, and Mo Luo suddenly felt his own aura In addition, the path that was deliberately integrated was directly stripped and excluded, and he instantly became an existence without a path, and his own strength was even weaker than ever. He finally found the golden bell above his head, but it was too late.

A series of sword lights attacked him again, and he was once again covered by countless sword lights as before, directly destroying his body.

Mo Luo's face darkened, and his body was reborn again in the distance, but the golden bell still existed above his head, and countless sword lights were still attacking him mightily, and he had no possibility of avoiding it.

He suddenly had a great sense of danger in his mind, but before he had time to react, four different rays of light suddenly appeared among the countless sword lights in front of him, which seemed to be the clones of the Four Swords of Jade Immortals attacking directly. .

Directly appearing from countless sword lights, it penetrated towards his body.

The targets they aimed at were the eyebrows, the waist, and the void behind them.

The center between the eyebrows is his fatal point, the waist is the source of his strength and the place where the road merges at this moment, as for the void behind it is the real body of Shura before that.

Mo Luo roared, "Yang Jian, I never thought you could force me to such an extent."

He opened his hand suddenly, regardless of the countless sword lights in front of him, a dharma figure covering the sky and sun appeared directly behind him. This dharma figure also roared violently, then shrunk infinitely, and merged with his body.

As for the pain on his face, he had already stripped off his original path and his physical body, and this fusion would only make her more painful. After all, he was forcibly bearing something that should not be borne.

Moreover, there is a trouble in the future, that is, the things that have been eliminated with great difficulty may be added again, leaving some traces that cannot be erased, which will affect his next plan.

But in pain, he still stretched out his hand forcefully and grabbed the golden bell above his head, but his palm passed directly over the golden bell, as if the golden bell was just a phantom.

Mo Luo was slightly stunned, and then he didn't know whether it was joy or worry, "The thing that dominates!"

Only the master can give him this untouchable feeling, as if he exists in the supreme space.

Mo Luo didn't think too much, and directly grabbed the four sword lights forward, and these four sword lights were the first to be solved, because he saw his life and death crisis on the four sword lights.

The four sword lights are erratic, maybe it is the incarnation of one of the sword lights, or it may be the fusion of countless sword lights, or it may not appear at this moment, hidden in the space.

However, Mo Luo also grabbed forward directly according to his own feeling. In this case, it was intuition that brought him a sense of danger, so the best way to get rid of this sense of danger is also intuition.

However, it is not feasible to trust his intuition too much, so he ignored the painful feeling and tried his best to search for the existence of the four sword lights.