Chapter 484

Since the sword Tomb of the five spirits sect was taken out, the blood stains on it have revealed a trace of extraordinary. It is the blood of the Holy Spirit. The Holy Spirit placed in the four star regions is enough to resist the existence of the Immortal King.

It's a sword that can kill immortal spirits and fight against the Immortal King level. Even if the sword spirit on it has been silent for countless years, even if it's only a little incomplete, it's still a sword that can kill spirits.

The artistic conception of dust friar is powerful, which has no effect on it.

The reason why friar Huachen can crush and expand the sea is the artistic conception. If he can resist this artistic conception, Huachen is just more powerful. The simple power is not irresistible.

The blow failed, let alone recovery. All the monks around couldn't believe it. They stared at Xu Xian not far away. They just felt their blood surging when they were affected by the afterwave. Xu Xian resisted the blow unharmed!

That's a finger of Huachen's great power. Even if Xu Xian has a magic weapon to protect himself, he can't be unharmed.

The mind of Fuyuan changed rapidly. He looked at the gourd in Xu Xian's hand and the sword that awakened the sword spirit. No matter how good these things are, they are just foreign objects. The power of artistic conception is not so easy to be stopped by magic weapons, otherwise the dust friar would not be so detached.

Xu Chen can block without damage, which proves that he must have been exposed to the artistic conception, and even the power of artistic conception is not weak.

Thinking of this, there was a chill in Fuyuan's heart. How old was the other party? According to the rumor, the second son was just condensing gas a year ago. He cast the sea expansion in a year, and he touched the power of artistic conception in the early stage of sea expansion. Once such a person achieved dust

Fuyuan looked at the young man drinking and holding the sword not far away, and an unprecedented killing opportunity rose in his heart. He couldn't let go. He even had a seemingly absurd idea that he might stir up a great change in the whole continent before he reached the dust.

There are many forces behind this son, but it's just a kind of friendship. It's not the person of a certain force. Today, he was killed here. In troubled times, people know this. They can't fight a Huachen power for some friendship.

What's more, recovery focuses not only on the accumulation of Yongfeng City, but also on the mountain soul of Yongfeng mountain. There is also a gap between Huachen and Huachen. Although he has doubts about the rumors that hard stones can fight Huachen, there is no doubt about the strength of mountain soul. If he can master the mountain soul of Yongfeng mountain, he will not be afraid of anyone here!

At ordinary times, he certainly didn't have such an opportunity. The mountain soul of Yongfeng mountain was watched by many people. However, the invasion of the heavenly demons was too sudden, and all forces were overwhelmed. Tianxiang mountain was the closest to Yongfeng City, so he immediately started to decorate it. It happened that the stubborn stone was suspected of serious injury and could not be closed. It can be said that the time, place and people were harmonious, which also achieved today's situation.

Everything went very smoothly, but unexpectedly, a hairy boy in the early stage of sea expansion was killed on the way. It happened that this man was full of strange things. Even if he didn't use his full strength, his finger was enough to crush any sea expanding friar.

"Well, you are very good. If you were given time to break through the dust, maybe I would really fail today, but you are still just expanding the sea. Expanding the sea is different from the dust. It's your honor to die under the law of Artistic Conception!"

Fuyuan suddenly shook his hand. In the center of his eyebrows, the lifelike three incense sticks really lit up one at the moment!

At this moment, heaven and earth seemed to light a incense. Under the cut tobacco, all the monks' faces changed greatly and left here a hundred miles away.

It is said that Tianxiang mountain's method of establishing a sect is a incomplete fairy art from abroad.

Fuyuan looked at the first incense lit and drank softly: "once the natural fragrance is burned, it will be demoted to fan and burn your Jiazi years!"

Words fell, the cut tobacco fell, thinking of Xu Xian winding away. This time, Xu Xian's sword wielding had no effect and was shrouded in the cut tobacco.

In an instant, Xu Xian felt that he had been captured by a strange force! A mortal without cultivation can live beyond 60, which is a high life. Seventy or eighty is rare.

Xu Xian was robbed of all her accomplishments and really became a mortal, a mortal's Jiazi years. Xu Xian's young face immediately dried up. Her face was wrinkled and wrinkled, and her long black hair was gray at the moment. Unexpectedly, she stepped into the old age in an instant!

This is the law of artistic conception. Xu Xian can clearly realize that his life has been taken away in a moment, and his whole body's cultivation has been deprived. At the moment, Xu Xian, not to mention a monk, can die of a serious illness.

But his recovery heart sank suddenly, because he didn't see the slightest panic from Xu Xian's face.

In the Bird Statue, the hard stone was about to gather the power of the mountain soul, but at the moment, Xu Xian, who had white hair, suddenly smiled.

"It's true that Huachen has stepped into the path of friars."

Xu Xian smiled, but his steps stood steadily in the sky, his body changed suddenly, his eyes became red, the clothes behind him were suddenly broken, a pair of dark wings were unfolded at the moment, a head of white hair was extremely red at the moment, and all the wrinkles on his face disappeared at the moment!

"This... Is this the devil?"

The monks around were shocked and looked at Xu Xian's eyes, his wings behind him, especially the rebellious evil nature, which was clearly the breath of foreign demons!

"You break my accomplishments and kill my longevity yuan, but these... Are not all of Xu!" Xu Xian has a crazy smile on her mouth. The demons are separated. At the moment, she doesn't hide the demonic nature. The sword in Xu Xian's hand is also red. Behind him, there seems to be a sea of blood roaring.

In the immortal hall, it was Xu Xian's sword that killed tens of thousands of demons, and the separation of heaven and Demons was born here.

"What a wolf hearted thief. He even learned the magic of the demon family. I can't let you go today, otherwise you will become the bane of the whole continent!"

"Buckle your mother's hat! Old dog, it's not certain who will win today!" under the guidance of the devil's separation, Xu Xian's character is more violent. At the moment, he directly scolds, his wings flap, and the sword in his hand is extremely red. It seems to drop blood. It turns into a red awn and cuts off a burning incense in the sky.

The sword had the roaring sound of the sword spirit, and the incense in the sky trembled.

Recovery looks ugly. Xu Xian's sword doesn't hurt him much, but it's very insulting!

"Hit... Hit?"

"In the early stage of sea expansion, counterattack the dust power?"

The monks around looked wonderful. Today's scene really subverted their three outlooks. There was even an illusion that the power of transforming dust was not irresistible.

"You, die!" Fuyuan completely lost patience. His arms spread out and lit the second pillar of incense in the middle of his eyebrows!

"The natural fragrance burns two times, reducing the punishment of heaven, and the five internal organs all decline!"

With the ignition of the second incense stick, Xu Xian was entangled by cut tobacco again. There was an invisible force crazy absorbing his five internal organs and blood gas. The so-called five decline of heaven and man, that's it. If he had taken away Shouyuan before, this time he would directly advance the five decline of heaven and man. Shouyuan could be used as a panacea and spiritual fruit to prolong his life, but the five decline of heaven and man was almost irreversible.

The powerful of the devil is the abnormal vitality that is almost immortal, but the decline of heaven and man is more similar to a law, representing a kind of judgment.

Xu Xian's movement suddenly slowed down, the blood circulation of his whole body decreased, and even his breathing was difficult. The devil almost never died, but he could not come back from death.

Once the decline of heaven and man reaches the limit, it is the real death.