Chapter 648: The Sword Comes From the Sky
A sword light descended from the sky, illuminating the dragon's trail for three thousand miles!
The moment the sword light falls, everything between the heaven and the earth seems to slow down. The sword light of this sword seems to have jumped out of the world, breaking free from the shackles of the power of heaven and earth, rising from the heart, but flying down from the sky.
Faced with this sword light, King Fudo Ming's face suddenly changed.
At this moment, he couldn't care about anything else, and suddenly breathed in.
He didn't care about whether there was any poison around him at all, he just wanted to survive the moment in front of him, and as he absorbed this breath, the rolling power between the heavens and the earth gathered in front of him, making the golden light around him unprecedentedly bright, as if the crisis between life and death had stimulated his potential. This golden light even far exceeded his previous cultivation base.
boom!
Under this tyrannical and boundless golden light, even the XingXiu Banner that trapped him around him was blown away by him and scattered in all directions, but before he could move, Fang Yuan's sword fell directly, and the extremely bright sword light and the surging golden light on his body collided.
But it was only a moment of stalemate, and the sword light slowly fell down.
Like the substance, the innocuous golden light began to become soft at this time, and was slowly separated by the sword light, and then the sword light separated the golden light on both sides little by little, bit by bit, and fell down.
"laugh!"
In Divine Sense, this process is extremely difficult and extremely slow.
But in the present, it's just a matter of breath!
Boom!
The infinite golden light suddenly rushed out in all directions, like a golden wave, turbulent and terrifying, spreading outward round and round, scraping off the surrounding terrain layer by layer, forming a huge round pit with the land of falling swords as the center, which gradually decreased layer by layer, covering more than ten miles.
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"The sun has risen and it will be over soon..."
At this time, around the Sancun Lingshan, a battlefield had reached its bleakest moment, and even said that the most intense moment had passed. Both sides were exhausted, but they were just holding on.
Even Hou Guier was riding on the back of the tortoise-shelled dolphin at this time, firmly occupying a position, and did not let the dolphin rush out to fight, but stayed where he was, and slammed all the remnants who rushed close.
Of course, what's more important is that the ferocious power emanating from it made the surrounding remnants a little confused. After all, this tortoise-shelled dolphin is also one of the strongest dragon species in the dragon trail. Like other dragon species, it has the power to drive all kinds of beasts.
Although the other dragon species were more numerous and more powerful together, they still attacked, but after all, their spiritual consciousness was a little confused, and their offensive was much looser.
"Shua!"
Then in their southeast direction, a ray of sword light penetrated the sky and the earth, and then a golden light flourished, bursting in all directions.
That outstanding divine light covered the sky and covered the earth, sweeping all directions.
Looking at the sword light that clearly had the upper hand, the three big monsters in charge of this battlefield suddenly felt a little chilly in their hearts.
They knew that it was King Fudo Ming who was fighting fiercely with Fang Yuan, and they also knew that such momentum was going through the world, which meant that the two of them were about to decide the outcome. They didn't know how Fang Yuan managed to survive until now, so that King Fudo Ming had no chance to come over, but they felt a sense of extreme panic in their hearts, and suddenly shouted desperately: "Come on, hurry up..."
But what they couldn't imagine was that as the light from the southeast fell, it was followed by a dead silence.
What's even more frightening is that after a long while, the surrounding dragons and remnants suddenly froze, as if they had just woken up from a big dream, and let them rush desperately, but the five dragons, except for the murderous porpoise that followed the ghost, the blood-striped eagle and the demon earthworm that had already been killed, all fled away desperately.
"How is this going?"
The faces of the three monster generals turned pale with fright at the same time.
Although they were asking what was going on, they didn't understand what was going on in their hearts better than they did.
These dragon species were originally driven by Fudo Myoko.
If they wake up suddenly, doesn't that mean that Fudo Myoko has already...
"Shua!"
While they were in a daze, Wei Longjue and the two people in the ram rushed up at the same time, Wei Longjue clenched his teeth, and the silver spear in his hand was like a dragon, and he slammed forward fiercely, piercing the bull monster holding the trident.
But Gong Yangli appeared directly behind the tiger demon, covered it with his big hand, and pinched the tiger demon's head with one hand, allowing the tiger demon to be terrified and screaming desperately, but he tore off the head and crushed it ruthlessly.
As for the toad, it had already been bombarded and punched to death.
Before they died, the three big monsters were still in a daze.
How is that possible?
How could Fudo Mingo lose, how could he die?
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"How could he be so strong?"
In another battlefield, Lu Xinyao gritted her teeth and fought fiercely with Luo Feiling. The void beside them was filled with coffins. However, in these coffins, there were no masters like the three puppet guardians lying there. There were only some evil corpses, evil treasures, and some scattered sinister magic weapons, etc., which had all been chopped into pieces and spread all over the ground.
On the other hand, Luo Feiling was holding a red saber, messing up her make-up, sweating all over her body, and completely lost the original sense of grace. Without paying attention, even the sword in her hand was cut off by Luo Feiling, and then ruthlessly pressed down. Lu Xinyao's figure became unsteady, and she knelt on the ground with one knee, her eyes had become extremely frightened, and she looked towards the south scatteredly.
The sword light piercing the sky and the earth almost completely shattered her self-confidence.
"I told you a long time ago that you will lose!"
Luo Feiling pressed down on the big knife in his hand, the blade was no more than half an inch away from Lu Xinyao's eyebrows.
"boom!"
But as her blade fell, Lu Xinyao's eyes were terrified to the extreme, but suddenly she seemed to faint, her face changed slightly, a little confusion appeared in her eyes, and after that, she suddenly woke up, and in an instant, her entire body had changed.
She looked at Luo Feiling, her voice suddenly became thicker, like a man.
With a low smile, she said hoarsely, "Are you sure?"
"Do you know why I keep staring at her?"
Hearing this voice, Luo Feiling didn't seem surprised at all. He just looked at Lu Xinyao coldly, and said in a low voice, "Because I've been waiting for you to appear from the very beginning. I know how shameless you demons and ghosts are who are frightened by the catastrophe. I know that you are willing to hide behind and control everything, so I have been waiting for you, and I won't let you ruin Brother Fang Yuan's affairs!"
When she said this, her eyebrows suddenly became red.
Unexpectedly, a ball of flowing fire flew out, and faintly turned into a red luan, rushing towards Lu Xinyao viciously.
And at this moment, Lu Xinyao's complexion also changed drastically, and with a roar, his energy surged wildly.
Both of them were unexpectedly at this time, and their aura became stronger countless times.
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It took almost a cup of tea time before the endless gunpowder smoke and dust finally dissipated slowly.
Fang Yuan fell from the sky, knelt on one knee, staggered, almost fell over.
At this time, his whole body had become extremely weak, and the Immortal Willow behind him was already extremely dim, as if there was no life left. The green robe was torn all over his body. After tearing, he could see his fleshy body covered with cracks, and blood kept seeping from the cracks. In some places, bones were even exposed, and the bones were also full of cracks.
The most frightening thing was his spirit. At this time, he also seemed extremely wilted, as if he was about to faint, and his vital energy was extremely weak.
The Mind Sword is endlessly powerful, but the consumption of consciousness is also indescribably terrifying.
However, despite paying such a high price, Fang Yuan raised his head and looked at the thing in front of him, but suddenly smiled, and felt a little more relaxed. In front of him, there was no longer the figure of Fudo Mingo, only a three-foot-long copper seal, which looked very simple, covered with Dao patterns.
That Fudo Mingwang was right, he was indeed a master of old copper!
I don't know which year this is an ancient relic, but it is a miracle to live up to now, gain spirituality, and transform into a human form.
"Is this the thing that killed all of us?"
A hoarse voice sounded next to him, and the soil gradually cracked, revealing a man with wounds and a pale face, but it was Song Longzhu. He was brought back by King Fudo Ming, and he was almost useless. He couldn't help Fang Yuan in this battle.
"That's right, that's what it is..."
Fang Yuan glanced at Song Longzhu, both of them were almost equally miserable.
Seeing each other's miserable situation, the two wanted to say something, but in the end, they suddenly looked at each other and smiled wryly.