Chapter 418 Fighting

Wei Yuan raised his eyes, staring at the majestic pillar of luck rising from the sky in front of him.

On top of the heavenly pillar that pierces the sky and the earth, the Tai'a sword is still stuck upside down.

And below, it is shrouded in a white robe, the majestic and majestic ferocious god Wuwu, really watching such a top god at close range, removes the sense of fear, more is a kind of almost impossible to think about, for the grandeur of the world Lost mind.

It's like diving a thousand miles deep into the ocean and hearing the humming of whales.

It's like seeing all the stars in the sky, hovering around you.

This is the instinctive reverence of living beings for the natural world.

And at this moment, he wanted to draw his sword against such an existence.

Wei Yuan exhaled slightly, and pulled out the Iron Eagle Sword completely.

"It's time to end, 梼杌."

The ferocious god's eyes calmly fell on Wei Yuan's body, and there was no trace of concern in his eyes, just like when a human sees a bug flying over, apart from ignoring it, the most he can do is to dislike the noisy and annoying ant and mosquito.

The Heavenly Pillar of Luck has not changed at all, but there are naturally countless winds and thunderstorms between the sky and the earth.

Wei Yuan noticed at this moment that there were ruins of modern human cities around him. After falling into the mountains and seas, these cities were burned and collapsed. At this moment, they were suspended in the void in an extremely shocking way, spliced ​​and combined, as if after the end, after the end of the world. A modern steel aesthetic.

Storm, thunder, ruins of steel.

The pillar of luck rising from the sky, the god standing with his hands behind his back.

Everything has a thrilling tension.

Then, the ruins of these cities moved slowly, gradually accelerated, and smashed towards Wei Yuan.

Wei Yuan looked slightly at a mountain behind Wuwu, then retracted his gaze, and charged towards Wuwu with his sword in hand.

He stabbed out with the long sword, and used the sword in his hand to push away a few waves of cracked rocks, avoiding the falling thunder, and then suddenly turned over, stepping on the pavilion of an unknown city with his right foot, exhaling slowly, and opening the door. The hem of his shirt straightened with a clatter, and his eyes locked on the god in front of him.

Taking a deep breath, exerting force on the soles of his feet, he threw his body and landed between the gap between the thunder and the boulder.

Five fingers clasped together.

"The wind..."

The voice paused slightly, and then exploded—"Come on!!!"

The collision of thunder and fire brought about the transformation of rainwater, but the falling rainwater stagnated in the void at this moment.

Then it rushed countercurrent to the sky at a faster speed.

Even turned into a straight line.

A blue storm surged from above the nine heavens.

There is a wind blowing from the end of Qingping.

Its momentum is fierce!

Wei Yuan rides the wind and rises straight to the sky.

With a little cold light, avoiding the heavy boulders, pointing directly at Wuwu!

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Wei Yuan didn't know at all that what he did through the cracks in mountains and seas made countless people's hearts ache.

Seeing the young man driving the blue flowing wind and shuttling between those giant beast-like city ruins, even if he was not from China, he subconsciously raised his heart and was drawn to pay attention.

As for the Shenzhou side in these two cities, those who could see this scene prayed silently in their hearts.

Zhang Hao stared wide-eyed at the tiny figure that shuttled through the wind and thunder.

It's hard to relate to the usual museum owners.

Zhang Ruosu has withdrawn from the mountain-sea gap under Longhu Mountain.

Raising his head, the crevasses in the mountains and seas around Shenzhou are not as real as they can be seen from the outside, almost hard to see, but Zhang Ruosu's morality is enough, he raised his head and stared at Wei Yuan's actions, with a calm expression on his face, and Lin Shouyi next to him was more tense.

He said: "Aren't you worried about Fellow Daoist Wei?"

Zhang Ruosu said lightly: "What's the use of worrying? What's the use of being frightened? Just watch with peace of mind."

"Whenever there is a big event, there is calmness."

"Where did the nearly hundred years of Qi-nourishing Kung Fu go?"

Lin Shouyi sighed, closed his eyes and concentrated.

Zhang Ruosu picked up a chess piece casually, paused for a moment, and the hard black chess piece was silently turned into powder in his hands.

The old man paused for a moment, put down his palm, his mind was not on the chessboard, and he looked towards the sky.

Wei Yuan has already broken through a layer of blockade.

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Wuwu intends to control Qiongqi's position, gather together the two poles of the four poles of the earth, and improve his personality.

Wei Yuan could already see this from the ferocious defensive posture.

At this moment, the long sword was with him, and the strong wind swept across his body, heading straight to the point where the five warheads could explode with full power. At this moment, Zhu Wu raised his hand and punched out his left fist. With a fierce punch, Wei Yuan's heart tensed instantly, and both of his hands tensed up. Two clusters of golden flames suddenly lit up in the pupils.

Candle Jiuyin, Candle Dragon's Breath.

Chaoge mountain god, the foundation of mountain god.

The two foundations that surpassed ordinary people were all broken automatically.

Wei Yuan's breath rose straight up.

This time, he directly ignited the two roots of divinity, in exchange for a burst of strength that was strong enough in a short period of time. The iron eagle sword in his palm stabbed violently, let go of the strength, and then turned his wrist, twisting directly to the 梼杌wrist.

The fierce god Wu Wu frowned.

Even Wu Wu, facing the lunatic who directly burned the foundation of divinity, couldn't ignore this blow at this moment.

With an extra sword in his left hand, he blocked this move directly.

Then the wind and thunder arrived.

Wei Yuan snorted, gritted his teeth, and his divinity broke out completely.

A wave of air swept across.

The wind and thunder stopped suddenly.

Standing firmly in the void, Wei Yuan took a sudden step forward, the iron eagle sword almost suppressed the sword of Wu Wu, and pressed down the sword in the opposite direction. One person and one god started a fight between the void and the ruins of the city. The breath from the confrontation caused the ruins to tremble violently, almost collapsing.

Suddenly,

On the iron eagle sword in Wei Yuan's palm, the iron eagle screamed, and flew to the sky violently. The Tai'a sword in the Qiyun Tianzhu screamed violently, and the majestic and humane aura contained on it suddenly reversed. Infused into Wei Yuan's body, making his sword more powerful.

Wu Wu's one-handed sword turned into a two-handed sword, but he never left the vicinity of the Qiyun Tianzhu.

Wei Yuan's swordsmanship was sharp and powerful.

Imposing.

This is Xuanyuan's sword technique.

The two weapons kept colliding.

Every collision will make the hearts of those who see this scene in the world tremble violently. Every collision will create a wave of Dawson white air in the void, enveloping thunder and flames. It is obvious that there is a heavy rain here. At this moment, the place where the two are fighting is a hundred miles away, but not a single drop of rain has fallen.

Like being vaporized by fire.

But the flame will burn out sometimes.

Wei Yuan's power gained from consuming his divinity is rapidly declining.

He held the sword horizontally with both hands and slashed Wuwu's sword heavily. The heavy thunder rolled from left to right and spread out for eight hundred miles. This time he couldn't stop them all. The blood in the throat, turned back, raised his left hand, and then clasped his five fingers together, the technique of controlling the wind became more and more violent, and forcibly pulled.

Squall, come on!

At this moment, the supernatural power of Yufeng, which was originally at the level of seventy-two earth demons, surpassed the original limit.

Countless winds condensed into blue flowing silk threads, which burst out when Wei Yuan's palm was pressed down suddenly. In an instant, it seemed that behind him, there was a huge blue Kunpeng swimming slowly, covering the sky and the world, sending out a deep voice. of whales.

The previously broken towers, squares, and fragments of the city were pulled up by the force of the wind.

Then condensed into a city.

The illusion of God's Domain unfolded, and the hidden memories in these cities emerged, as if people were still living on them, still having emotions, talking, smiling, living, lifelike, and those who saw this scene lost the ability to speak.

They even saw their familiar faces and places, and burst into tears unknowingly.

This is a city, a miracle woven by countless people, this is civilization.

And the tiny human beings stretched out their hands to lift up the fortresses of these civilizations.

The huge pressure made the blood flow out from the corner of Wei Yuan's mouth. With light force, he pushed all these cities to the 梼杌, and he retreated backwards. The sky was thundering, and the cracks in the depressed clouds flowed out like lava. Golden red light.

It takes the breath away of those who see it—it's almost like a myth reenacted.

Under the flames, torrential rain, and the light falling from the sky, the city fell and the earth shattered.

And people fly to the sky.

It is also the boundary between life and death.

It's all so majestic that it's almost tearful.

Wu Wu was neither sad nor happy, the sword in his hand slashed violently.

Cities crumble.

Everything returns to reality.

And the sword's edge landed on the five bullets that Wei Yuan hid in the illusion.

The next moment, a fierce and unparalleled eruption filled the space between heaven and earth.

It was as if the five suns had hit the ground.

Intense flames, extreme high temperature, swept along with unparalleled shock waves, this is where Qiongqi is, the place in the extreme west, maybe after Wuwu controls the Tianzhu in this place, his strength can also be increased here , reached the level of Gonggong Zhurong, but now it is still one step away.

It is equivalent to the eruption of the five-fingered golden crow in an instant.

Even the 梼杌 could not be harmless.

On the other side of the mountain and sea rift, everyone was silent for a moment, just staring at that scene, even if they were separated by a world, they would not be greatly affected as if they were looking directly at the nuclear explosion at close range, and they could still see it. Eyes stinging, tears streaming down.

Zhang Ruosu stood up abruptly, startling Lin Shouyi a lot.

Lin Shouyi was dumbfounded: "Did you really move those things out? How many did you give him?"

Zhang Ruosu didn't look back:

"all."

"What, all?!" The Taoist of the Shangqing Sect was startled.

"Yes, that's all you understand."

Lin Shouyi's scalp was numb.

Before he had time to talk about his friend's boldness, he also turned his head to look at that scene:

"Is he dead?"

"have no idea……"

"Hard to say."

In the western mountain world, as the light and dust gradually dissipated, Wei Yuan, who had escaped from the ground, stepped out again, surrounded by a faint layer of light and shadow. It was the Kunlun Wonderland in his sleeves, and Wei Yuan in a normal state could not use it at all. This kind of supernatural power, but at the moment he is burning with divinity, he can barely use it.

Relying on the isolation of the whole world, avoid being affected by the nuclear radiation in the center of the battlefield.

The flames and shock waves dissipated gradually, Wei Yuan's pupils shrank, and he clenched the long sword in his hand——

梼杌 is still alive.

Moreover, he directly fused with the Heavenly Pillar of Luck, and suffered far less injuries than expected.

As expected of a 梼杌...

Really shrewd enough.

But Wei Yuan could still see the weakening of the other party's breath at the moment, which was already what he expected. With a swing of the long sword in his palm, under the gaze of everyone, Wei Yuan rushed towards Wuwu again, and Wuwu let out a breath slowly. , the head part of the robe was blown apart, revealing the face of a heroic woman.

梼杌 is not male.

Compared with most of the negative records of Chaos, Wu Wu's records are more inclined to a genius who is unruly and arrogant, who refuses to be disciplined - can't be taught, doesn't know what to say, arrogant and ruthless, and chaotic.

He is sober and venomous, and his judgment and understanding of the timing of heaven and earth surpasses that of ordinary gods, so he is called Mingde. Wei Yuan does not understand the chaos of the sky, and there is no time to think about it at this moment. The iron eagle sword in Wei Yuan's hand They collided with the weapons of Wuwu again.

All that remained of the flames was ashes.

The power of the two gods was exhausted, and the dim golden color in the pupils symbolized that it was time to retreat.

But the matter has come to this, how could Wei Yuan give up?

Gritting his teeth, the substitute melee.

But after counting the swords, the viscera were tumbling, and almost all of them were severely injured.

Wei Yuan gritted his teeth and grabbed the weapon tightly.

After several times of sword collisions in a row, Wuwu had the intention of killing, and finally, under the sword with anger and murderous intent, he could no longer hold the weapon, his right hand was beaten backwards, and the iron eagle sword was thrown out. Blood couldn't help spitting out.

There seemed to be some small and broken sounds in my ears.

"Just for that, come to die?"

Wu Wu's voice was indifferent and mocking, but in the next moment, Wei Yuan's left hand grabbed Wu Wu's wrist suddenly, making the evil spirit slightly startled.

"Caught you."

The mortal grinned.

And living on the mountain fifty kilometers away from here, Kua Lin held the Xingtian battle ax hanging down with both hands.

Breathing out, the battle ax was slowly raised.

PS: Today's second update... 3,600 words.

Rest in the sun, the next day, I will prepare a little bit next, and hope to be the first update around twelve o'clock tomorrow.

power! ! !