Chapter 681: One Sword, All Magics, Qingluan Transforms

After capturing the golden-winged Peng bird, a powerful force of time and space transmission gathered on Yu Zecheng, and he was about to be teleported out of Taixuan Mountain.

This is the case for everyone in the world, even if he returns to the true oneness of the void, but when the Kong Mo Sutra in Yu Zecheng's body moved, he suddenly realized it, silently operated the Kong Mo Zhen Yuan force, and turned along the transmission force, dealing with the transmission force.

If it is strong, I will retreat, if it is weak, I will attack, if it retreats, I will advance, if it is tired, I will disturb.

Under the guidance of this Kong Mo Sutra, Yu Zecheng instantly dealt with the transmission force, and the white light flashed, and the transmission force disappeared. Yu Zecheng was still standing here and was not teleported out of Taixuan Mountain.

This Taixuan Mountain was originally the mountain gate of the Kong Mo Sect. Yu Zecheng inherited the Kong Mo Sutra, which fully met the identity of a disciple of the Kong Mo Sect, so he could control the electric snake, so he could not be teleported away, and all this was normal.

But Yu Zecheng knew that this Taixuan Mountain was definitely not as simple as the gate of the Youjian Wujian Kongmo Sect. This place seemed to involve a wide range of things, even the immortals who established the alien alliance countless thousands of years ago, as well as the ancestors of the human race, Emperor Xuanyuan Huangdi and Emperor Dayu.

Maybe those Youjian Wujian Kongmo Sect were actually the gatekeepers of this place, no wonder they could be one of the seven legendary sects, the things involved here were too terrible, terrible enough to determine the survival and reproduction of the races on earth.

If this Emperor's slurry fell in the six domains of the sky, 120,000 miles at a time, one hour, how many tens of millions, no, hundreds of millions of demons would be born, then the human race would be in great trouble,

Yu Zecheng thought for a while and smiled, let those superiors think about these things, he came here just to find his father, even if he knew other things, what could he change, it would be better to put it aside, put it behind his mind, and not waste his mind to think about it.

Yu Zecheng took out the two flying swords he had used to control the fake infant to transform into a dove, and he could not help but sigh. The two flying swords were actually full of cracks. Just now, the flying swords were shaken by the force he had withdrawn and cracked.

This flying sword was made by himself with the mixed purple gold copper and the galaxy sky silver sand. It can be said that it is the best of the best among the sixth-level flying swords. It can't withstand his attack. Other sixth-level flying swords were completely broken by one attack. It seems that he has unknowingly encountered a flying sword crisis.

In fact, it should be that the sword-making method of using the mixed purple gold copper and the galaxy sky silver sand is wrong, and they have not been used to the maximum effect. In addition, the sixth-level flying sword has gradually failed to meet his needs. It seems that he must quickly become an infant, so that he can look through the secret book left by the Zhongxing Patriarch and refine his own flying sword.

Fortunately, I came to Taixuan Mountain and encountered the Star Soul Rain, which can capture the endless sword spirits. Come on, my seventh-level and eighth-level flying swords.

Yu Zecheng turned his sword and flew towards a peacock with five-colored light. You are my second target.

As fast as lightning, domineering and flamboyant, Yu Zecheng controlled his sword light, rampant and fearless, fighting these most powerful ancient spirits.

After more than ten years of hard training, Yu Zecheng's sword power has reached a terrifying level.

Five-colored peacock, three-legged purple sun golden crow, earth black tortoise giant beast, western golden dragon, nine-thunder snail horse, nine-tailed demon fox, giant gorilla Zhuyan...

Yu Zecheng began his harvest in this star soul rain, slash, slash, slash, no beast can be defeated by the sword that roared proudly in the sky, clear and cold, and broke everything.

Yu Zecheng captured eighteen of the best ancient spirits in a row and stored them all in his Pangu world.

His flying sword flew up, from the beginning of four infants turning into doves, to one infant and one sword later, only then did Yu Zecheng realize how strong he had reached, and it was unusually easy to kill these ancient spirits. It was not that these ancient spirits were weak, but that he had become so powerful that it was terrifying.

How many times stronger was he than when Jia Lan left him and when he fought against the Nascent Soul of the Fast Sword Sect, it was impossible to calculate now.

But it can be seen from one point that in this battle, the six flying swords that Yu Zecheng had refined in those days began to collapse and crack one by one. Once these four false infants were formed, even the simplest flying swords began to crack.

It seems that his hard work in these years of enlightenment has not been in vain. If he becomes an infant, how powerful he will be. Yu Zecheng thought of the future, and his heart was warmed. Ten years of sharpening a sword, everything was not in vain, and his persistence finally paid off.

Flying on the sword, at the other end of Taixuan Mountain, there is a blue bird standing proudly in the sky. There are no other ancient spirits and demons within three thousand miles around. It seems that this bird is very powerful, and other ancient spirits and demons must stay away from it.

Yu Zecheng turned into a flash of lightning and disappeared in a flash. It was really as fast as lightning, extremely fast. In terms of speed, it has reached a certain limit. In an instant, it flew a hundred miles, turned into a stream of light, and slashed at the blue bird. Its swiftness and indestructible sharpness were exerted to the limit.

This blue bird was absorbing the Emperor's slurry in the void. The Emperor's slurry within three thousand miles was automatically absorbed by it. Nothing dared to come to provoke it, and it was cut by this sword light without any precautions.

This sword cut, the blue bird and Yu Zecheng were all a thought, and he was careless.

This blue bird was hit by this sword, and it flashed and turned into colorful light. However, Yu Zecheng did not catch it this time, but left far away, because the light contained terrible thunder and lightning power. It did not completely crush the other ancient spirits and demons. This bird is the strongest among these ancient spirits and demons.

This is Qingluan, a blue phoenix-like divine bird, and the same name as the fire phoenix. Legend has it that it often accompanied the mother of all spirits, the Queen Mother of the West, in the prehistoric times. It is also called Cangluan.

It looks like a peacock, with beautiful feathers. It doesn't fly much, but often walks briskly. It turned out to be it. This bird was born after the phoenix nirvana and bathed in thunder in the sky with Zixiao Leiting. It is born to control wind and thunder, and can travel thousands of miles in an instant. It is immortal and powerful.

It seems that I have to show my real skills in this battle, just to see how good my swordsmanship is.

The blue phoenix was hit by Yu Zecheng and almost reached Nirvana. It was immediately angry and emitted countless purple lightnings, twisting and flashing like snakes and dragons in the air. With a sizzling sound, the purple lightning burst. There was only a purple lightning flashing within a hundred miles.

The purple lightning was extremely domineering. Everything melted away when the lightning reached it. Whether it was the strong wind or the other ancient spirits, they immediately fell apart and collapsed completely when they encountered the purple lightning. Even the weak water below was blown up, with a loud bang and countless waves.

Yu Zecheng used the power of the thunder, controlled the flying wings of the sword, and turned them into six pairs of thunder wing swords, forming twelve-winged thunder wings. The sword light turned and protected himself. The thunder is the strongest thunder, which can absorb all thunder power. No matter how violent the thunder outside is, in this sword light, all thunders will not hurt.

The purple lightning gradually weakened, and suddenly the Ten Thousand Thunder Eyes on Yu Zecheng's forehead struggled, and immediately emitted a strange suction force, like a giant whale sucking water. In an instant, all the purple lightning of Qingluan was absorbed by Yu Zecheng.

During this absorption process, Yu Zecheng's sword light moved, and a platinum sword light flashed out and rushed into the purple lightning that was being absorbed. Silently attacked Qingluan.

A sword light cut through the sky. Against the backdrop of millions of lightning lights, the white light was still so dazzling, pure and brilliant. In a blink of an eye, the white light flashed and came, passing through the void and reaching the side of Qingluan. A group of pure white sword light, gently shining and jumping in the air, looked beautiful, but with a terrible breath of death.

Qingluan was fighting against this powerful attraction, and the sword light flashed. Qingluan was caught off guard, and a group of purple-gold protective lightning suddenly burst out of his body. But under this sword light, everything was in vain.

The platinum sword light changes like lightning, and easily pierces the blue phoenix. Then, seizing this weak weakness, the sword force changes continuously, and the infinite sword light that bursts in an instant rises violently, crushing the blue phoenix into a ball of dazzling blue light.

This is a sword that breaks all laws. No matter what peerless magic and immortal skills you know, no matter what kind of demon or god you are, no matter how powerful you are, you can only kill you with one sword.

This sword can do this, without the state of mind that sees through the false, without the absolute kill that beheads thousands of people, without the inspiration of awakening the true self, without the exquisite control, this can never be like this, just one sword, kill the strong enemy, one sword breaks all laws.

Yu Zecheng has not captured this blue phoenix this time, because the battle has just begun, the blue phoenix turned into countless blue lightning, and it was reborn in the lightning again.

In the flash of countless blue lightning, a blue phoenix appeared again, but its form changed. It was different from other ancient spirits and demons. It was now completely flesh and blood, and turned into a physical entity. It was no longer the illusory ancient spirit, but a real blue phoenix.

Yu Zecheng couldn't help but wonder, could it be that the ancient beasts in the ancient times of the prehistoric times all came from this?

While Yu Zecheng was thinking, a blue-blue blue phoenix of three feet in size appeared on Taixuan Mountain. This blue phoenix had a peacock head, a snake neck, a turtle back, and a fish tail. There were five ribbon-like feathers several feet long fluttering behind its tail. Its whole body was deep blue-blue, and the azure blue-blue divine light kept moving in its body. When its wings were spread wide, it covered several feet in radius.

The blue phoenix stood in the air with its wings lightly fluttering, and its pair of golden eyes examined Yu Zecheng. It revealed a kind of majesty that looked down on the world.

Yu Zecheng looked at the reborn Qingluan and said:

"You are better than your master, and I like you very much. My girl has always wanted a playmate. Come with me. You can be a gift to her and make her happy."

The Qingluan was furious, and Yu Zecheng said:

"I know you don't want to. That's very simple. Let me beat you until you are willing."

All of a sudden, a big battle began.