Chapter 678 Battle of Yuanying

  In the Eastern Territory, an immortal mountain of thousands of feet pierces the sky, surrounded by islands in the sky, like stars arching over the moon.

I saw that on this fairy mountain, Danya strange rocks stand up, deep in the dense forest, from time to time there are smart cranes dancing there, colorful shou deer wandering in the meantime, Yao grass and strange flowers blooming here, green pine and green bamboo Evergreen here all seasons.

  What a beautiful scenery of the fairy family!

  At this time, in a secluded cave on the top of the mountain, with smoke curling up, an elderly man with white eyebrows in a Tai Chi Taoist robe was sitting quietly on a velvet mat and practising.

   Suddenly, a bright light flashed on the chessboard-like object in front of him. This light was fleeting, and soon the chessboard-like object dimmed again.

  And when this light shines. The old man with white eyebrows immediately opened his closed eyes, and the powerful pressure on his body that had turned into substance instantly enveloped the entire cave.

  I saw, the old man’s vicissitudes of life immediately showed a solemn look, looking at the dimmed chessboard utensils, he muttered to himself:

  "This is the breath of that demon!"

  The next moment, a light flashed in his seemingly muddy eyes, and the chessboard-like object in front of him also gave off a faint light again.

  On the chessboard, scenes of ever-changing mountains and rivers began to emerge.

  The old man with white eyebrows closed his eyes again, holding his breath, and at this moment, a dark and sunny disk appeared in front of him.

  With the slow rotation of the cloudy sun, it seems to be able to spy on that ethereal secret.

  . . . . . .

  At the same time, Qingyun Mountain, countless black clouds are gathering here, bringing a sense of urgency that black clouds are pressing against the city to destroy all the monks present.

  At this time, the [Sky Burial Coffin] in the void has been completely opened, and endless and weird black mists are constantly spewing out from the coffin, eroding the surrounding aura.

  In the dark mist of evil, there seemed to be countless ferocious evil spirits struggling, and the stern sound of devil's cry was faintly heard, which made people shudder when they heard it.

  All the monks in the audience are staring at the coffin in the sky closely. The expressions on each person's face are different, but everyone is waiting for something.

  High in the sky, Madam Qingyang also cast his gaze on the black coffin, and a condensed color gradually appeared on that vicissitudes of life.

   "Kang Dang."

  Suddenly, there was a burst of noise in the black coffin, and it began to shake slightly.

  The next moment, two dry black claws slowly came out of the black coffin, and directly grabbed the coffin walls on both sides.

   Immediately afterwards, a black shadow jumped out of the coffin!

  Everyone looked intently, and found that in the billowing black mist, there seemed to be a figure several feet tall standing straight there.

   "See the leader for subordinates!"

   At this moment, the two seriously injured ghost-faced black-robed men bowed to the black shadow in salute, their actions and behaviors were extremely respectful and cautious, as if they were afraid of something.

  At this time, the faces of the two of them seemed to be uglier than when they saw the real person Qingyang, and their whole bodies trembled involuntarily.

  And when Shen Huanchi heard the two ghost-faced black-robed men calling the shadow, an extremely shocked expression flashed across their faces.

  The leader? !

   can easily make two peak monks of the late Jindan stage kneel down and salute and call the leader, then what will the cultivation base of this dark shadow be?

  Could it be another Yuan Ying monk?

  Shen Huanchi's mind could not help but think of this terrible thought, and the body that had been relaxed was tightened again.

  If the opponent is really a strong person with a cultivation base that has reached the Nascent Soul Stage, then it is still unclear whether the real Qingyang who has just successfully gathered infants can beat the opponent.

  All of the Qingyunmen cultivators, including Shen Huanchi, became nervous again for a while, their eyes fixed on the two stalwart figures in the sky.

   "Two wastes!"

  The black shadow glanced at the two kneeling ghost-faced black-robed men, and then yelled with a weird and sharp voice.

   Then he turned his head and looked at the real person Qingyang bathed in flames high in the sky, and he directly joked and laughed:

   "Jie Jie didn't expect that in this poor country and remote place, there are people who can get a glimpse of the realm of Yuan Ying Avenue!"

  In his words, there seems to be a trace of praise, but more of it is contempt.

  On this side, True Person Qing Yang just watched the other party silently, and did not speak immediately, as if he was investigating the other party's details.

  "Never mind. You have only gathered infants in this seat, so why don't you just belong to me, how about being an elder protector of the holy religion?"

  The dark shadow spoke again, and the voice of abuse echoed in the air.

  Heaven and Earth suddenly fell silent, and everyone in the audience watched the real person Qingyang. His decision was related to the fate of everyone today.

  After a long silence, the real person Qing Yang in the sky finally spoke.

   "Your Excellency is too dear to yourself. Your Excellency is now just controlling a severely injured corpse!"

The resounding voice of the real man Qingyang spread throughout the battlefield, causing Shen Huanchi and others to look strangely at the dark shadow in the sky.

  Refining the corpse? !

  That figure is actually just a corpse?

   "Jie Jie, you have some eyesight, but now that you have seen it, then just use your flesh and blood in the primordial infant stage to recover the injury on my corpse."

  The weird black shadow laughed abusively again, as if the real person Qingyang who had become the Nascent Soul was just a small role in his eyes, and he could take his life at any time.

   Hearing this, Master Qing Yang's face instantly became gloomy, and the aura from his body became terrifying and fierce.

  The next moment, a violent stream of red flame swept out of his body. The scorching breath and the terrifying pressure enveloped the world, making all the monks on the battlefield look up to the sky with fear.

  The real person Qingyang at this time is like the dazzling sun, and even the heat waves it emits are more terrifying than the real sun.

  "Jiejie"

   Along with this weird laughter, more black mist was released from the body of the black shadow, and his body began to change drastically in the black mist.

  I saw that his body swelled up, his body was covered with dark scales, and strange claws grew on his back, which was a monster with a human shape.

   High in the sky, the real person Qingyang frowned and looked at the corpse refinement in front of him with a solemn expression, obviously also aware of the powerful aura emanating from the opponent.

A white flame ignited in his eyes, and his whole body seemed to burn, and then a violent scarlet-white flame swept out of him, directly towards the weird refining corpse in the black mist. .

  At this moment, the sky above Qingyun Mountain was enveloped by that monstrous flame, and everyone's heart beat violently.

  "Jiejie"

  The boundless black mist gushes out of the strange refining corpse, directly rushing towards the flames that burn the sky and boil the sea.

  The ghosts in the black fog burned to ashes under the blazing flames, and there was a painful and stern sound of ghost weeping in the sky.

  But at this moment, the figure of the refining corpse directly rushed out of the black fog and sea of ​​fire, and attacked the real Qingyang standing in the clouds.

  Looking at the rapidly approaching black shadow, there was flames gushing out of the real person Qingyang's eyes, and as his palm reversed, a giant palm of flames gathered towards the opponent.

  A terrifying flame was condensed in that giant palm, as if it could smelt everything, and instantly burned the black mist around the body of the corpse.

   "Boom Rumble"

I saw that this weird refining corpse directly hit the giant palm of flames. Its huge body is not much smaller than that of giant palms. The scales on its body are not afraid of the burning of the flames, and it's just like that. It penetrated the giant palm formed by the condensed flames.

   Seeing this scene, Madam Qingyang's face changed slightly, and then he took a few palms, and headed towards the concrete and huge corpse.

  Looking at the overwhelming flame palm, the figure of the corpse moved quickly, and the black figure appeared and disappeared in the sky, interspersed in the boundless sea of ​​fire.

  "Jiejie"

   With its strong defense power, this refining corpse rushed directly to a place less than a hundred feet in front of Real Person Qing Yang.

The white flames in True Person Qingyang all gush out, surround him, and with his body as the center, it directly turns into a terrible flame vortex, attracting all the spiritual power between the heaven and the earth toward him. come over.

  As the flame vortex swallowed more and more spiritual power, the white flame vortex gradually expanded its envelope, just like a huge black hole of the sun.

  At this time, the real Qingyang has already transformed into a solar furnace, capable of melting all the people and things in this world.

  The refining corpse rushed into the vortex of flames around Real Person Qingyang, and the torrent of fiery flames directly impacted on his dark scale armor.

The weird claws behind him began to turn into ashes in the violent solar storm, and cracks appeared on the hard scale armor. It seemed that black blood was flowing out, but it was quickly evaporated by the terrifying high temperature around it. NS.

   Accompanied by a roar of anger, endless black mist spurted out of his body again, resisting the engulfing of the blazing storm.

  On this side, a huge sword of flames appeared on the head of Real Man Qingyang, and it was constantly transforming into a sword of blazing flames.

"kill!"

With the word    exited, the sky full of the Sun God Sword blasted towards the corpse refining, and the entire sky was filled with extremely bright sword light.

  Those sharp sun **** swords pierced the corpse like a torrent, and the bright sun sword aura exploded directly on its hard scale armor.

   "Boom Rumble"

  The figure of the refining corpse was submerged by the endless sword of the sun, leaving countless hideous wounds on its huge body.

Seeing that the refining corpse of the leader seems to have fallen into the wind, the two men in ghost faces and black robes couldn't help but look at each other, and then once again controlled the [Buried Sky Coffin] suspended in the void, making it swiftly towards the real Qingyang town. Kill away.

  Looking at the black coffin that came towards him, an extremely angry look flashed across the face of Real Person Qingyang, and he yelled at the ghost face and black robe man and the others:

   "Looking for death!"

  I saw, a bright sun fell directly towards the black coffin.

   "Boom Rumble"

  [Sky Burial Coffin] was directly hit and rolled in the air, and the huge impact generated made the ghost-faced and black-robed people vomit blood.

  However, at this moment, there was another roar of anger, and the powerful refining corpse actually broke through the flame storm around the real Qingyang.

  In a blink of an eye, that huge figure had already arrived in front of Real Person Qingyang, and those weird and huge arms directly attacked him.

  At this critical juncture, the blazing giant sword on the head of Trueman Qingyang immediately turned into a sword wall condensed by blaze and stood in front of him.

  Countless arms were reduced to ashes under the flames of the sword aura, but the sword wall was quickly shattered under the violent bombardment.

   "Boom"

  Real person Qingyang received a powerful blow from a giant arm on the chest, and his whole person directly retreated a full tens of feet away.

  Seeing this scene, the hearts of Shen Huanchi and others immediately trembled, and their eyes all focused on Real Person Qing Yang.

  On this side, the real person Qingyang has stabilized his retreating body, wiped the red blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the refine corpse not far away.

  Although the refining corpse hurt him, his condition is not much better.

   Its huge body is all burnt by flames, and the tentacles on his back that are like weird claws have also been severely damaged, and the black scales are falling.

  But the next scene made Real Man Qing Yang frowned, and the gloomy color on his face became more dense.

I saw that the refining corpse was absorbing the weird black mist in the black coffin, and with the weird black mist flowing into his body, the wounds on his body were actually slowly healed, those only on the surface. It can't affect this refining corpse at all.

   "Jie Jie means a lot, but unfortunately they are too weak!"

  The refining corpse made a mocking laugh again, and the sharp and weird voice spread throughout the battlefield.

  Hearing this, the worry in Shen Huanchi and others' hearts became more severe, and an ominous premonition enveloped their hearts.

  On the other side, True Person Qing Yang looked at the corpse with cold eyes.

Although this refining corpse will not use the magical powers and spirit treasures of the Yuan Ying period, its fully armed body is equivalent to a terrible weapon~lightnovelpub.net~ and he himself has just achieved the Yuan Ying Dadao, the cultivation level Without consolidation, the outcome of such a fight is really unpredictable.

  Suddenly, several bright rays of light appeared directly in the dim sky, and these rays of light seemed to slowly form a magical pattern.

  For a moment, everyone looked up at this magical light pattern in the sky, even the real person Qing Yang, who was a cultivator of Nascent Soul, looked at the pattern at a loss.

  "Mysterious Machine Print!"

  At this time, the corpse refining corpse actually roared angrily, and there was a hint of fear in the voice.

  As his voice sounded, the magical pattern of light immediately cast beams of light, and the goal of these beams of light seemed to be this weird corpse.

  Seeing this situation, the corpse refining dodges quickly and immediately shouted to the ghost-faced black-robed man:

"let's go!"

  The Golden Core cultivator on the side of the Promise Sect reacted and quickly followed, leaving all the low-level cultivators who had survived.

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  (End of this chapter)