Chapter 680: Golden-Winged Dapeng's First Try

The Emperor's Liquid is 129,600 miles away, and it takes a full hour. No wonder the ancient demon spirits from the outside world will come here. They must be able to devour this Emperor's Liquid. The world will not I thought they drove the light rain here, calling it the light soul rain.

At this time, dark clouds were rolling in the sky, like thousands of horses galloping in. From near to far on the ground, to the endless end, there is endless light rain falling in the sky.

These imperial slurries slowly fell into the weak water. They did not waver, melted when entering the water, and disappeared without a trace.

The light rain falls wildly, the wind roars furiously, the sea of ​​clouds surges, the waves roll, and all things in the world form an extremely magnificent and majestic picture. People in it can't help but feel excited and can't help themselves. In front of the mighty power of heaven and earth, everything is so small.

At this time, someone among the immortal cultivators in the mist shouted:

"Coming, coming, the ancient demon spirits are coming."

Under the sky filled with dark clouds and roaring wind, the wind is getting stronger and stronger. In this strong wind, in that light rain, in that distant sky, with this strong wind, countless colorful light beasts gradually fly out. Those colorful light beasts Riding the endless wind, flying in this light rain, they flew, screamed, and swallowed the imperial fluids falling from the sky.

They control the Gangfeng, and the Gangfeng supports them. The two complement each other and support each other, immediately covering the sky.

These ancient elves and demons are actually a kind of strange life from outside the territory. Like the evil ghosts that I killed in the nether world, they are spiritual and civilized creatures like demons and ghosts without bodies.

Yu Jingxin looked at the various ancient spirits and demons flying in the sky and said:

"This is the fourth scenic spot of Taixuan Mountain, Yunyuxuan Mountain. Brother, let's go. As long as we catch an ancient demon spirit, it will be teleported outside Taixuan Mountain, and then we will never be able to come in again. We have to wait until The star soul rain will end in an hour, and then we can come in. Let's meet again then.

Remember, only ancient elves and demons that have successfully transformed can be used as sword spirits. Those ancient elves and demons that have not transformed must not be touched, otherwise they will be teleported out. "

Yu Zecheng nodded and said:

"Okay, let's go."

At this time, some immortal cultivators jumped into the rolling storm to catch their favorite ancient demon spirits. Countless sword lights jumped into the dark sky.

Yu Zecheng rose up with his sword, and he also entered the rain of light and soul. He was swept up by the strong wind, his ears were filled with the roaring wind, and the endless water energy invaded his whole body. All five senses of the human being were reduced to an extreme, only Can rely on the weakened consciousness to fly and find paths.

But for Yu Zecheng, it was like walking on plain ground here, no matter it was the sword technique of the vast sea or the sky, or the Hunyuan Great Divine Mind Technique that penetrated the sky and crossed the boundary. Under their influence, everything in the Kunjikan Lingfeng was vivid and clear to him. It was as if the Kunjikan Lingfeng did not exist for him. This was too simple for him.

Under Yu Zecheng's induction, watching the monks struggling forward in the spiritual wind of Kunjikan, some of them lost their five senses and tracked the ancient demon spirit. They gradually lost their way and entered the weak water range. They immediately screamed, Unable to control the sword, it fell from the air and sank into the weak water without a trace.

Some monks chased after it hard, and after a big battle, they finally caught an ancient demon spirit. Suddenly, a white light flashed, and both humans and monsters disappeared together, and they were teleported out of Taixuan Mountain.

As for the ancient elves and demons in the clouds and rain, Yu Zecheng slowly observed them and found that they were divided into three forms. The first one was the ordinary ancient elves and demons. They didn't even have a body, no, it should be said that they didn't. The fixed form is completely a ball of nothingness, or a ball of light and electricity, colorful. Their shapes change randomly, without any intelligence at all. As the wind chases and swallows the emperor's liquid, as it swallows the emperor's liquid, It increased, and slowly the body began to take on a fixed shape, but it became a little chaotic when blown by the strong wind.

The second type is the ancient spirit that has absorbed countless emperor fluids and appears as an ancient spirit with its body fixed and successfully transformed into a python with open horns, a fox with nine tails, a cow with one leg, a bird with one leg, and a three-legged one. Crows, these ancient spirits and demons all have their names in that strange book, sea dragon, nine-tailed fox, Die Niu, Bifang, and Golden Crow, these are all mythical beasts from the ancient prehistoric era.

They have their own wisdom. In addition to swallowing the emperor's liquid in the air, they will also swallow those ancient spirits and demons that have no fixed form. Sometimes, they will even secretly attack immortal cultivators and devour their flesh and blood. As long as you catch them, you can refine them into sword spirits.

The last type of ancient elves and demons is a kind of terrifying creature. They are high above, unworthy of chasing the emperor's liquid all over the sky. They are like extremely majestic kings, arrogantly looking down on everything in the wind. Those formed ancient elves and demons Ling, trembling when he saw them, stayed away from them.

This kind of ancient demon spirits are located high in the sky, arrogant and coercive. Their bodies have completely materialized, just like the gods and demons in the ancient world, returning to this world again.

The flames soaring into the sky are the golden crows, the ones covering the sky and the sun are the golden-winged rocs, the colorful rays of light are the Peacock King Ming, the huge orangutan is Zhu Yan, the nine-headed willow stands proudly, and the wings of wings are victorious over fire. When you encounter a pheasant, you will find a mermaid with a human face and a pig's body, a cockroach that cries like a mandarin duck, and a snake with the body of a jackal and the wings of an eagle.

Yu Zecheng looked at these alien beasts high above. This was his goal. He rose up with his sword and shuttled through the endless Kunjikan spiritual wind, towards a golden-winged roc standing proudly in the sky. Fly away.

The golden-winged roc flapped its wings, and it was ten miles in size. It looked at Yu Zecheng who was flying towards it with pride, without any intention of retreating. In its eyes, this was a mantis trying to stop a chariot, not knowing whether to live or die.

Seeing Yu Zecheng getting closer and closer, it suddenly let out a long cry, and suddenly the area ten miles in front of Yu Zecheng was immediately in a terrible and violent atmosphere. The endless strong wind, the chaotic energy of heaven and earth, burst into groups of violent lightning.

In the thunder and lightning, Yu Zecheng felt that the strong wind became extremely violent after this roar, and the water in the water was like needles, ice and grinding, constantly pressing Yu Zecheng's body. Although the sword light protected his body and blocked the water in the water outside the body, the incomparable cold seemed to penetrate directly into his bones.

Suddenly, the golden-winged Peng bird spread its wings and struck, and hundreds of golden feathers flew off its body, turning into hundreds of golden lights and piercing Yu Zecheng. These hundreds of feathers were extremely clever, blocking all the retreat routes in front and behind Yu Zecheng. One strike would kill him.

The golden-winged Peng bird didn't even look at this kind of cultivator who didn't know how to live or die. He had killed several people before, but they were all vulnerable. Just one strike would kill him.

Suddenly, there was a flash of light, and his hundreds of feathers completely missed. The powerful enemy disappeared without a trace.

The golden-winged Peng bird was stunned. Although it had fought countless battles with other soul beasts and killed several cultivators, those cultivators were few and far between, and it had never encountered such a real master.

In an instant, Yu Zecheng moved thousands of miles, and his body teleported to the head of the golden-winged Peng bird, and began to control his fake infant power.

Suddenly, in Yu Zecheng's Dantian, the four fake infants opened their eyes at the same time, and a powerful force appeared in an instant. The four fake infants turned into swords, the way of the morning sun turned into the sword light prison, the power of killing turned into the sword condensed fangs, the power of the stars turned into the sword light universe, and the power of separation and gathering turned into the sword Xiaoyao.

At the same time, the power of the bloodline turned into the sword heart wisdom, and the power of the thunder turned into the sword flying wings. However, these two kinds of heavenly power, the Yuanying has not yet been formed, and the fake infant cannot turn into a sword. It is necessary to control the real flying swords, the heart wisdom sword and the flying wing sword, so as to cooperate with the other four Yuanying's transformation into a sword.

In an instant, the six swords merged into one, and Yu Zecheng turned into a dove and rushed towards the golden-winged roc.

When the golden-winged roc saw the sword dove, it trembled and turned to escape, but it was too late. A flash of lightning suddenly broke through the dark sky and slashed at the golden-winged roc.

The golden-winged Peng bird paused after being hit by this blow. As soon as the golden-winged Peng bird spread its golden wings, countless flashes appeared. Then, the lightning flashed in its body and it turned into a ball of black mist in an instant.

The black mist was still wriggling, as if trying to restore to the shape of the golden-winged Peng bird. Yu Zecheng released the sword dove and his figure flashed. He had already entered the black mist. With one breath of innate grasping, the black mist was immediately grasped into a ball by Yu Zecheng, locked tightly, and then incorporated into the Pangu world.

This blow seemed simple, but it was the result of Yu Zecheng's hard practice over the years. The fake infant combined dove was the sword technique of the second sword dove of the six heavenly ways that he studied under the guidance of the old man Jingjian after observing the sword marks of the Zhongxing ancestor Wang Yinyang.

The fake dove sword was the result of Yu Zecheng's experiment with his fake infant and transformed it into a sword according to the technique of refining the life magic weapon taught by the fairy Qin Dongfu Faling. This transformation far exceeded the expectations of the revival ancestor Wang Yinyang and the old man Jian. Yu Zecheng embarked on a path that no one had ever walked before.

Yu Zecheng had not yet refined his life magic weapon. He wanted to refine this life magic weapon after he turned into a Yuanying, so that the life magic weapon transformed by the Pangu world would be more powerful.

When this sword was struck, Yu Zecheng was very disappointed, because at the moment of this sword, Yu Zecheng actually took back nine-tenths of his strength. The power of blood and the power of thunder could not form a fake infant, and could not turn the infant into a sword. He could only use the flying wing sword and the heart wisdom sword he refined to make such a strike, but these two flying swords could not withstand the power of his sword, forcing Yu Zecheng to take back nine-tenths of his strength.

But this 10% of his strength was enough. With one strike of the sword, the golden-winged Roc that spread over ten miles was killed with such ease. If this sword had been used with 100% of its strength, the power would have been unimaginable.

The feeling of not being able to use all of his strength made Yu Zecheng feel unhappy. Even if he killed a strong enemy, he did not smile.