Rebirth of the strongest Immortal Venerable - Chapter 805
Chapter 805
People were shocked that the destructive power of the god-level venerables was too strong, and their eyes widened, trying to see the scene in the smoke screen clearly, but they couldn’t see through.
The smoke cleared, the two figures appeared, and the fierce battle started again, at an astonishing speed.
“Long Yin, is that the legendary Azure Dragon Sabre Dragon Yin?”
“It is said that this sword has drunk the blood of countless people. When it was swung, there was blood shining and it turned into a bloody spirit. When I saw it today, it really deserved its reputation.”
Dragon Yin, the sword is three feet and seven inches long, thin as a cicada’s wings, and black in color. It is said to be made of deep sea profound iron. , Turned into a terrible suffocation, can shock people’s minds.
“Sword of the Wind God!”
The angel-level creatures from the Temple of Wind summon the holy artifact of the Temple of Wind—The Sword of Wind God.
You come and I go between the two, as if two lightning bolts collide violently, the sword light is like electricity, like a shadow, and incredibly fast.
There was a big explosion all around, and the hard ground was constantly being cut apart and exploded. There were huge pits, flying rocks, and the scene was amazing.
“Qinglong, this is the ancient sacred artifact of the Wind God Temple. It has been blessed by the Wind God and completely suppresses your dragon chant.”
The angel-level creatures from the Temple of Wind leaped high, slashing in the air.
“Look at my nirvana-Fengshen Slash!”
Om…
A huge blue light soared down into the sky, carrying a huge tornado, sweeping hundreds of miles, and everything it passed was turned into dust.
The shadow of a hundred-zhang blue light sword, like a heavenly sword, slashed towards the blue dragon.
Qinglong felt a burst of pressure in an instant, but didn’t panic, and the Dragon Yin in his hand seemed to feel threatened, and he trembled violently, making waves of dragons.
The Qinglong was surprised. This was the first time that the Dragon Yin Sword’s fighting spirit was aroused, and the blue light bloomed and burned violently.
“Qinglong has a mess of teeth.”
At the juncture of the decisive battle, Qinglong didn’t dare to hide his clumsiness, and displayed the strongest move, his own magical skill-Qinglong’s messy teeth.
It can be seen that the Azure Dragon stepped out in one step, waved between the dragons, and disappeared in place.
In the next moment, east, west, south, north, above, below, and all around are the shadows of blue dragons, splitting, chopping, picking, or stabbing… there are twelve silhouettes, each of which is a move, a combination Together, twelve swords slashed together, this is Qinglong’s messy teeth.
Qinglong felt that with this move, eighteen was the perfection.
However, it was enough to deal with angel-level creatures from the Temple of Wind.
Click ——
In midair, there was a cracking sound.
Fengshen slashed, and a crack appeared. The next moment, it shattered like a mirror, turned into a light spot, and disappeared in midair.
“Woo-”
Long Yin trembling, Qinglong unexpectedly used the thirteenth cut, a sword pointed directly at the void, turning into a blue dragon-shaped sword energy, severely injuring the angel-level creatures in the air.
what!
The angel-level creature from the Temple of Wind screamed. One of his arms was chopped off, blood was flowing, and blood was vomiting out of his mouth. The whole person was like a kite with a broken wire, which was shaken hundreds of meters away.
puff!
Qinglong forced the thirteenth cut, but was also severely injured, vomiting blood, and staggering.
However, everything is worth it.
In the first battle of the god level, the Eastern camp won.
“Qinglong, Qinglong!”
There was a burst of cheers from the eastern camp, and countless people looked at the thin but tall and pine figure with awe in their eyes.
“This guy’s sword is something.” Lin Feng smiled faintly.
The god-level fighting platform was beaten in a mess, and a strange scene appeared, and it was repairing itself at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Soon, it returned to its original state.
People shouted magic.
“This is… Wan Fushi?”
Lin Feng was very surprised. Didn’t expect that there is such a strange stone on the earth?
Wanfushi, the full name of the recovery stone of all things, is said to be formed by absorbing the breath of recovery of all things. No matter how much damage it is, even if it is broken into powder, it can repair itself and restore it to its original state.
Even in the heavens and all realms, they are rare things and regarded as treasures by the refiner.
When refining a magic weapon, it can be repaired automatically by adding a trace of multistone.
“Such a big piece, I wonder if Qiankun Ring can be put down?”
He whispered, and started Wan Fushi’s idea.
If people know his mind, they don’t know if they will be scared to death.
The second game begins.
Dongfang is a fossil-level figure from Taoism, the ancestor of Taohong, who lived several hundred years, even older than the sealed Sirius.
Walking out of an elderly man, he had a childlike face, his face was ruddy, and he was dressed in a white robe, which smelled like a fairy style.
“This old monster is still alive?”
In the Western camp, some old antique-level bigwigs couldn’t sit still, their expressions were surprised and their eyes solemn.
Obviously, the name of Daohong left a deep mark on these old people.
“Blessed Tianzun, the old Dao buried himself underground for a hundred years. I heard that there was a monster in the West, and he lifted the coffin board to get rid of the monster. Wait, who will answer the robbery.”
“Old man in the white robe, stop ranting, and I will teach you how to be a man.”
The angel-level creature from the Thunder Temple shouted angrily and flew up.
At this time, a cold laugh sounded.
“I have a century-old grudge with this second child, he is mine.”
A blood beam was faster than him and appeared on the battle platform of the god level.
This is a middle-aged man wearing a tuxedo. His skin is pale, without a trace of blood, and his eyes are evil, like a bloody black hole, he wants to swallow people.
What is striking is that the middle-aged man actually lost a left hand.
Yes, he is the ancestor of vampires-Cain.
In the Shennong Mountain, he was severely injured by Lin Feng with a wishful golden sword. He threw away the left hand he had just connected, and fled back to his ancestral land, regaining his strength, and his breath was terrifying.
The angel-level creatures from the Thunder Temple saw that it was Cain, and couldn’t help but nodded slightly to him, and stepped aside.
Among the crowd, four young men and women looked at the two on the stage, and felt a hint of danger.
“The combat effectiveness of these two men is pretty good.”
The white-haired young man sighed condensedly.
“What are you afraid of? We have artifacts. Who dares to resist and cut them.” The girl Edith sneered.
“You old fellow, haven’t you belched yet?”
Cain stared at Daohong’s ancestor, gritted his teeth.
“If you are an old vampire, how can the old man belch?”
The ancestor Daohong said with a smile, and the two were like old friends that they had not seen for many years, talking homely.
“I said, old vampire, you have been alive for thousands of years, so you are not tired of crookedness, and you can’t stop a little bit. Why do you climb out of the coffin board to participate in human disputes?”
“I want to die too, but I can’t. If you think you can do it, kill me.” Cain said with a pained expression.
A person, no, a vampire is too lonely alive, the whole world is vast, and he is alone, without concern, but it is a kind of pain.
“I recently learned a Lihuo formation from three thousand Dao Zang, and maybe it can send you a ride.” Dao Hong said with a smile.
“I hope that today can be a fair fight. Don’t sneak attacks behind the back without using martial ethics like hundreds of years ago.” Cain said angrily.
“Hey, back then, it was just an accident, I promise not to be today.” Dao Hong said with a smile.
“I@#¥&……”
Cain couldn’t help but explode, really want to say, accident, accident your uncle.
Back then, he recovered once, but was besieged by the five ancestors of the Taoist School.
At the critical moment, the ancestor Daohong made a sneak attack, sacrificed a secret treasure, severely wounded it, and the five ancestors joined forces to seal him.
This sleep lasted for hundreds of years.
The next moment, the two shot at the same time and collided fiercely.
They are old opponents, no need to temptation, shot is a big move, smashing at the opponent.
boom!
A big explosion occurred in mid-air, and a terrible shock wave swept all around.
The two retreated violently and landed a hundred meters away.
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