"Buzz——"
In front of the Nebula Barrier, the million-mile starry sky has almost turned into a pot of "rotten porridge".
Xuanyu fought alone against thirteen people, eleven of whom were in the same situation.
The magical powers and secrets of the "Nine Steps to Sacrifice the Source" monks are not so fancy, but every move can mobilize mysterious power, create the world, dominate the world, and transcend the universe.
Even though Xuanyu's cultivation was very strong, he was still in a precarious position against thirteen. His body was already covered in bruises, his breath was weak, his long hair was disheveled, and his face was covered in blood.
Xin Zhuo was far away, feeling the fighting aura of more than a dozen masters within nine steps, and found that even the slightest ripple could kill him dozens of times, and it was impossible to get close.
While he was anxious, he saw the eldest prince of Xuanyuan Qingyu and suddenly chuckled: "You bitch, how can you pretend to be pure and pure? I have tolerated you for hundreds of thousands of years, and today I will send you into the endless cold!"< br>
As he spoke, he crossed his hands and summoned a spiritual root. In the blink of an eye, the spiritual root became as big as it could cover the sky and avoid the sun. It was golden in color and had branches, leaves, flowers, fruits, birds, animals, hanging dragons, divine bells and other objects on it. In one realm, a million miles of golden light swayed, and a divine ladder to the sky appeared, shooting straight towards Xuanyu.
Jianmu Linggen!
Xuanyu couldn't escape.
At the critical moment, Xin Zhuo shouted: "Master, seven on the left and eight on the right, take the Xun position. You can escape by using Gengjin magical power. Come to me!"
Based on his experience of studying the two major spiritual roots for a long time, from the perspective of a bystander, he can still see a flaw in the Jianmu spiritual root.
This roar was instantly targeted by more than a dozen monks. They were dizzy for a moment, like a bird caught in a tornado, unable to resist.
Xuanyu also looked over, with a hint of anger in his eyes, and then bit his silver teeth. True to his words, he changed his body shape, escaped, staggered to Xin Zhuo, and was injured more than expected. It was even more serious. His lower abdomen was bloody. He had obviously been attacked by Danhai, but he still used his magic to block the locks of a group of monks. He cursed angrily: "You kid, you don't know whether to live or die, what are you doing back here!"
Xin Zhuo smiled and said: "Master said that we are in the same boat of life and death, how can I forget it?"
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, and Fuso Spirit Root and Huang Zhongli appeared, releasing his personal aura: "I'll lend it to you!"
Xuanyu was startled for a moment: "Two spiritual roots!!"
In the distance, Xuanyuan Qingyu, Li Qing's body, the Hidden Moon Holy Emperor, and nine masters of the Divine Pavilion were already rushing towards him. Xuanyuan Qingyu's voice was shocked: "Lü Yuangong's two spiritual roots are also in the hands of that kid. Everyone, those who are destined can get it. ! ”
"Boom——"
The violent auras of the monks in the third and fourth steps were overwhelming, causing the starry sky to collapse. Even with the aura of the Xuanyu Ancestor blocking it, Xin Zhuo still had his spiritual consciousness vibrating, his Danhai shifted, and his consciousness fell into a coma.
Before he fell into coma, he vaguely saw his master Xuanyu using two spiritual roots, which were as big as the sky and surpassed the sea of stars. They were thousands of times more powerful than what he had in his hands. He thought to himself: Don't die. If you can't fight, run away. Otherwise, all my efforts in this life will be in vain!
……
Muddled and confused.
Xin Zhuo had a dream for the first time in two thousand years. In the dream, he came to the space where he stepped on the word box. He saw a person, a person who was neither Qi Ancestor nor Qingxu Ancestor, exerting a kind of power. In the beginning, it was still powerful and mysterious.
The power of Yuan!
He watched carefully, and the more he watched, the more energetic he became, and the more he watched, the more excited he became. If he mastered this power, he would dare to fight the first step even if he didn't make it to the first step!
Suddenly, the man disappeared, and the power of Yuan disappeared.
He gestured subconsciously and opened his eyes suddenly. First he smelled a familiar fragrance, and then he saw a straight back as white as gelatin, but there were several eye-catching scars on the back.
Master Xuanyu's back.
At this moment, she was naked, with her back to herself, her long black hair spread like a waterfall, and the outline of her chest could be faintly seen.
Xin Zhuo immediately avoided looking and looked around. Here was a cave with spring water. The surrounding mountain walls were covered with moss. The light was dim and the air was humid. He didn't know where it was. However, after all, the person survived and escaped, and the bet was won!
Xuan Yu Qing Leng seemed to have known that he was awake. He threw a crystal clear medicine bottle over and said softly: "Help my master to apply it on his back!"
Xin Zhuo took the medicine bottle and hesitated for a moment: "Is it appropriate?"
Xuanyu chuckled: "If your heart illuminates the moon, how can you worry about lust? What's more, in the eyes of my teacher, you are still a child!"
Yes, it seems stingy.
Xin Zhuo opened the medicine bottle. Inside were three pills with nine-color halo. The aroma filled the entire cave. He couldn't help but say: "Good pill!"
Xuanyu said: "I have hidden the nine-color halo trauma elixir in Linyuan Holy Land on the Tianyuan battlefield for thirty thousand years and was reluctant to use it. If the injury was not too serious this time and it would take hundreds of years to heal, I would never take it out. You can crush it." Break it into powder and apply it to the teacher.”
Xin Zhuo did as he was told, and while wiping, he asked, "How's it going? Where are those people?"
Xuanyu stretched out his palm, and the two spiritual roots were spinning: "Thanks to your spiritual roots, they are indeed powerful. No wonder Lu Yuangong could kill through three mountains and five mountains back then. I used these two spiritual roots to repel those people and successfully ran away." When you come out, this is already a corner of Mount Sumeru. Those people will definitely not provoke this group of strange cultivators from Mount Sumeru!”
After a pause, he said: "Zhuo'er, thanks to you this time!"
This "Zhuo'er" call made Xin Zhuo feel a little numb.
Read the error-free version at 69 Book Bar! 6=9+Book_Bar debuts this novel.
He quickly collected the two spiritual roots, feeling much more relaxed, and said: "It's also the master who has a strong cultivation level, a pair of thirteen, otherwise he won't be able to wait for me to come!"
This sentence is true. A pair of Xuanyu and Thirteen are in the same realm. No matter which realm they are in, they are both incredible talents.
Unexpectedly, Xuanyu shook his head and said: "In terms of body, I am not as good as Xuanyuan Qingyu as a teacher; in terms of cultivation and magic power, I am not as good as that old Yinyue Holy Emperor; in terms of weird and bizarre magic weapons, I am too far away from the nine elders of the Shen Pavilion!
Do you know why my master was not killed by them with a single blow? ”
Xin Zhuo hesitated for a moment and said: "To be honest, the disciples can't understand the fight between the master and them. It seems that there is no spectacular scene!"
Xuanyu laughed and said: "When you reach this level of cultivation in the future, you will know how miserable I was at that time, but the reason why I was able to withstand them is because I am a rare Yuan Power monk!"
Xin Zhuo was surprised: "Power of Yuan?"
Xuanyu stretched out a finger, and a ray of moon-white light whizzed past. Although it was only a small ray, it possessed infinite power, as if it could penetrate the heaven and earth and break through the starry sky.
Xuanyu said: "I entered the first step at the age of 19,700 years, and the fourth step after that for 50,000 years. However, it took me 80,000 years to comprehend the power of Yuan. In these 80,000 years, many old friends and confidants have fallen, and so many The stars are gone, but I only understood this thing as a teacher. The key is that I was the only one among the twenty-seven who succeeded, and even several of your uncles failed!
Because of this power, Dongyue Palace has a place on the Tianyuan battlefield! ”
Xin Zhuo nodded: "I wonder when this disciple will be able to understand the power of this element!"
Eighty thousand years?
How long was that?
Xuanyu shook his head: "This kind of thing is mysterious and mysterious. Even a teacher can't explain it clearly, let alone teach you. Some people get it when they get it, and they can't force it if they don't get it. It's the Tianyuan battlefield, that vast and boundless place where the human race , where monsters and demons are fighting, how many people have obtained the power of Yuan?
However, you are at the beginning of the Dao Realm. In the future... you should have a chance! Now it’s better to rush to Yuanxu as soon as possible and try to see if you can get the opportunity to enter the country! ”
Xin Zhuo asked: "Yuanxu? Is this the place we are fighting for this time? Can Emperor monks really have a chance to enter the first step of cultivation?"
Doesn’t this rely on personal understanding and determination to rebuild after breaking?
Xuanyu smiled and said: "Yuanxu is very wonderful. You will know when you go there. The top geniuses from the three mountains and five mountains will arrive this time. You will have to make the teacher proud!" (End of Chapter)