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Chapter Five Hundred and Sixty-Six Soul Falling Seals Xiantai, Blood Splattered Zixiao Palace - Part 1(1/2)

Chapter 566: Soul Falls in the Immortal Platform, Blood Splashes in Zixiao Palace (Part 1)

The Taoist of the Insight is a saint of the four-turn heaven. Even if he has not entered the five-turn high-level saint, his cultivation is far from comparable to the peak of the quasi-saint.

Although the divine channel man is just a clone of the corpse, he is not a saint of the heavenly way, but he is also the cultivation level of the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

With Kong Xuan, Styx and Kunpeng, they naturally could not stop the attack of them.

At this moment, the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree brushed from the air, and the power of the saint suddenly swept out.

The Taoist in Guiying shouted: "It's Cunti!"

As the senior brother of Cundi, he knew that this move was fierce and irresistible, so he also sacrificed his relics to resist with all his strength.

Taoist Zhunti jumped out and said aloud: "You two are acting like Chaoge, and you can't help but take the Emperor seriously!"

The Taoist Zhiting didn't know what kind of brain Zishou had washed Zhunti, and shouted: "Taoist Zhunti, you have betrayed the Western Sect and dared to appear today. I will definitely not spare you!"

"Haha, I am now teaching the Buddha Cunti, and I see that you have a destiny to teach me. Why don't you come to teach me and win the position of Buddha? If not, I will really start my fight later, I won't

It looks good." said Taoist Zhunti.

The Taoist Zhi directly sacrificed the demon-sweeping pestle and smashed it over, but was blocked by the Buddha Cunti with his relics.

The divine tunnel saw that Cundi had shaved his head, wearing a cassock, and three relics on his head were spinning, and he was full of strict treasures.

"Hmph, the first sect, I'm a great emperor. I'll just stop fighting for the gods on the list of gods. I'm afraid this is a change from Buddhism." The Divine Channel Man, as the clone of the ancestor Hongjun, has been around for five thousand years.

All can be calculated based on the way of heaven.

Although some variables cannot be known, they also know that the original religion was Buddhism, but now it belongs to Emperor Xin.

After becoming the founding Buddhist monk Zhunti, his cultivation also increased. Originally, his strength was not as good as that of Taoist Ji, but now he is in a similar position, regardless of Xuanzhi.

Seeing this, the Divine Channel man sacrificed a Yin-Yang Creation Cauldron to the sky. The power of Yin-Yang Creation in the cauldron can be used to suppress the dragon veins or to suppress the saints.

The Yin-Yang Creation Cauldron rumbled down, and the Buddha Zhunti changed his face and hurriedly sacrificed his relics to resist. However, the treasure cauldron was injected with the power of a saint by Hongjun, so there was no such easy way to block it!

With a "bang", Buddha Cunti was directly pressed under the cauldron.

"Take that list." The divine tunnel said humanly.

Taoist Xie Yin nodded, and no one could stop him. He walked forward, reached out and picked the Immortal List in his hand, and handed it to the Divine Channel Man.

The man from the divine channel took over the jade list, reached out to touch the list, his eyes reflected a surprising light, and said, "The curious jade list, including the self-constructed space, the law of time, the operation rules of the dark talisman, the soul on the list, can actually be transformed.

And who made it up as an immortal? No wonder, no wonder Emperor Xin could turn defeat into victory in the past. Even with such a jade list, why can't he be able to do it?"

In an instant, the divine tunnel person thought of many things: "This jade list and the jade plate of creation also have the same effect, and it seems to be the product of the great way. Take it back for me to see, and perhaps we can use this to break through the limit of the nine-turn...



The Taoist in Zhiting said, "Teacher, do you want to take Taoist Zhunti back?"

The man from the Divine Channel said: "Zunti has become a saint with the world in the Chaos Pearl. He is not under the jurisdiction of the current heavenly way. Even if he is refined, he can be reborn and resurrected. Unless he is directly destroyed, he cannot be killed. We will just walk.

.”

At this moment, the divine tunnel man took back the Yin-Yang Creation Cauldron and flew towards the Zixiao Palace.

Taoist Xie Yin nodded, flew into the air, turned around, and suddenly remembered the miserable fate of the Western Sect. Evil arose from the side of his courage, and then he threw the demon-sweeping pestle towards the Star Picking Platform!

The demon-sweeping pestle turned into thousands of feet, like a mountain, rumbling and roaring down.

Yunxiao, Huo Ling and others all changed their faces and their bodies were trembling.

The saint's full-strength attack may not be able to stop even the strongest people at the peak of the quasi-saint such as the Ancestor of the Styx!

What's more, they are!

If this pestle is crushed, I am afraid everyone will be killed.

Taoist Xie Yin looked at Yun Xiao and others with despair, and couldn't help but sneer on his face.

At this moment, a clear chant in the air!

A long sword suddenly flew above the Star Picking Platform, trembling slightly, and turned into eight long swords, turned into sword formations, turned into barriers, protecting Yunxiao and others' heads, blocking the demon-sweeping pestle!

"boom!"

The whole star-picking platform was almost smashed!

The earth around Zhaixingtai suddenly collapsed.

The eight long swords in the air trembled together, turning into a protective cover, protecting Yun Xiao and others tightly.

The demon-sweeping pestle swung back and took it back into the hands of the Taoist Master.

"Emperor!" Yun Xiao looked happy and couldn't help but shout.

Huo Ling also smiled and said, "I'm here! I'm here!"

Yun Zhongzi, Styx and others all breathed a sigh of relief.

Taoist Jie Yin was shocked and thought that the strength of Emperor Xin was not inferior to me a few years ago. Now how many years have passed, my strength is probably higher than that of me.

The Kun-sword trembled, and then turned into a mouthful and inserted it in front of the stage.

He saw a man wearing Taoist uniform emerge from the air and protecting Huo Ling and others.

Who is it if it’s not Zishou?

At this time, Zishou was wearing a blue-white Taoist suit, with a pale face and a faint expression. When he reached out to pick it up, the Kun-sword flew to his palm.

"Die Xin!"

The Taoist Zhiyin's eyes shrank. Although he hated him to the core, he knew that the other party's cultivation was not inferior to him and did not dare to act rashly.

However, after Zishou appeared, his body trembled, leaning against the sword, his face turned pale.

This scene also made the overly happy Fire Spirit, Yun Xiao and others stunned.

The Emperor... seems to be injured?

The Taoist Zhiting thought to himself: "If it were Emperor Xin, it would never be like this if I took me a pestle. Most of the things that appeared in front of me were his clone or Yang Shen. He rashly picked me up the pestle and was seriously injured, it was

The best time to kill him.”

Thinking of this, a hint of ecstasy flashed in the eyes of Taoist Zhiyin. He jumped over and suddenly smashed his head towards Zi Sui's face.

Zishou looked indifferent, but he couldn't say anything about the pain in his heart. The soul was in seclusion in the Hongmeng world. Although the Yang God was strong, it was not much stronger.

Not to mention that the Zhuxian Sword Formation was used to protect people just now, he did not exert the power of the Zhuxian Sword Formation in a hurry. When he was smashed by the demon pestle, the sword formation collapsed and retaliated against him, which had already seriously injured him.

Seeing that the Taoist Jie Yin came in a fierce attack, Zishou could only grab the Kunqin sword to resist!

The Kun-Bi sword can be transformed into eight, and this sword is naturally no less than any of the four swords of Zhuxian.

When fighting with the Demon-Slaying Pestle, the sword intent roared rapidly, and eight kinds of sword intents surrounded the body, and the sword shadow stabbed towards the Taoist guinea pig.

The Taoist Xie Yin secretly shouted loudly, and sacrificed the relics above his head to protect his body. He opened the demon pestle in his hand and closed it, and directly took the son to the face.

In this way, although the eight sword shadows scattered by the Kunqin sword are extremely sharp, it is difficult to hurt the Taoist Jie Yin, who is protected by the relics.

Everyone saw that although Zi's moves were simple, the eight sword shadows surrounded by their bodies were extremely powerful, with excellent offense and defense. If it were someone else, they would have died under Zi's sword at this time.

However, the demon pestle in the hand of the Taoist Circuit weighs more than 100 million kilograms. Every time it is smashed, a mountain shakes the earth.

Zishou gradually changed from offensive to defense.

"The Emperor comes out with his clone, and his original deity should still be in seclusion in the Hongmeng world. The clone's strength is far less than that of the Taoist in the Taoist." The ancestor of the Styx had already seen some clues. After all, Zishou had already broken through four decades ago decades ago

If the saint is here, even if the deity cannot kill the Taoist Jie Yin, it will not be so passive.

"Let's go and help the Emperor." Kong Xuan whispered.

The ancestor of the Styx said: "We rashly participate in the battle of their class. Not only will we not be able to help the Emperor, but we will send ourselves in. When we look at the opportunity, we will sneak attack the spiritual treasure."

...

At this moment, the Taoist lord protected his body with the golden light of relics, and swept away the demon pestle in front of his body!

Even this simple move, the power burst out is incomparable!

Zi was defended by the Huijian Sword, and the true energy in his body was urged to the extreme. At the same time, the eight sword shadows quickly turned to protect their bodies.

At this moment, the ancestor of the Styx took off his hand and sacrificed a Sun and Moon Pearl, hitting the back of the Taoist in Guiding.

Although the Taoist Zhisuan did not turn his head, the golden light released by the relics directly shattered the Sun and Moon Beads, and a recoil force pushed back. The ancestor of the Styx was suddenly hit hard, and he sprayed blood directly, and his body was in full force.

Destroy, drink and hate on the spot.

Kong Xuan next to him saw a cold sweat. The ancestor of the Styx had 480 million clones, but no one could have thought that this body would be shocked so quickly.

At this time, Zishou had already jumped into the air and flew towards the distance.

Jie Yin Taoist said intimately: "It's indeed a clone. Take advantage of this time to destroy one of your clones!"

He took out the rosary and smashed it out with his hands.

The rosary suddenly turned into twenty or thirty pieces and was launched towards the sac.

Zishou turned around and pushed his sword to block three pieces, and was shot in the chest, thighs, and neck. With a scream, the sword flew out of his hand and fell to the ground, smashing a deep pit on the ground.

The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit and others were stunned and could not come back to their senses for a moment.
To be continued...
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