Chapter 1483

Boom!

The holy luck around Zhuo Wen became more and more terrible. Jin mang rushed to the sky and dyed the whole sky golden.

The dense yellow fog around was broken by this terrible golden awn, and the whole earth began to tremble violently, as if something wanted to break through the earth.

"It's terrible. Zhuo Wen is really going to break through."

The abnormal situation of the yellow fog world naturally attracted the attention of many leaders of the nine square platforms outside the Jiuyou Tiantai.

Their eyes, through the layers of yellow fog, fell on Zhuo Wen, who was covered with gold, and their eyes showed surprise.

"The flower fairy and the murderer are dead."

Baimeisheng, the leader of Baihua garden, and the leader of kill alliance kill the emperor. Their faces are very ugly.

Although they did not see clearly before because of the yellow fog, the subtitles representing the flower fairy and the murderer have completely faded in the light curtain over the Jiuyou Tiantai.

"It was Zhuo Wen who killed him."

Bai Meisheng and Sha Huang burst into a deep tunnel with their eyes.

"Zhuo Wen!"

The immortal altar leader, immortal old monster, and the Shengwu sect leader, marquis Wu, also stared at the golden figure, as if they had chosen someone to eat.

Shuizhe, the first genius of the immortal altar, and Tianjiao wuzhantian, the saint Wuzong, were both killed by Zhuo Wen. They wanted to cramp Zhuo Wen and peel his bones. accept sth. uncritically.

However, not now. Jiuyou Tiantai is presided over by Cao Rong, and there are strong prohibitions around. Even if the heavenly Saint wants to forcibly break into Jiuyou Tiantai, it is extremely difficult.

Therefore, they are all waiting for the end of the Jiuyou conference.

Once the Jiuyou conference is over, Zhuo Wen will become the target of public criticism.

"To be holy, this guy, we must stop it."

The green dragon son's eyes were cloudy. He drank coldly and stepped out step by step. The leading sword in his hand cut out horizontally. Countless holy forces spread and formed a huge dragon.

The Dragon roared like an arrow off the string and swept straight towards Zhuo Wen. Where it passed, space collapsed and formed countless black holes.

Yang Yi, who was originally lazy, narrowed her eyes slightly and stepped into the air. The long staff was thrown out and one staff was blown out, forming a dense shadow of the staff.

These staff shadows gathered together to form thousands of feet of huge golden giant staff, rolled down from the sky and crashed on the huge dragon.

Boom!

The sound of the earth breaking sounded, and the sky of the yellow fog world was completely torn apart under such terrible energy, as if it were cut by a knife.

All the fighters who were close to each other retreated back and forth, staring at the two people who were fighting in the sky with fear.

"Why is Yang Yi's strength so terrible? Doesn't it mean that qinglongzi's strength is the strongest in Jiuyou? Why is qinglongzi equal to Yang Yi?"

At the bottom, countless martial artists were in an uproar and showed awe.

In the sky, Yang Yi holds a long golden stick and qinglongzi holds a dragon head dagger.

The two people hit the Golden Dragon in a staggered way, like two invisible shadows. Each collision can smash part of the surrounding space.

Boom, boom!

After only dozens of rounds, the huge golden dragon completely burst into golden powder under the effect of the aftermath of the battle between the two people.

At this moment, the whole yellow fog world is under a strange golden rain.

"Yang Yi, you're really hiding. I didn't expect your strength to be so terrible."

Qinglongzi's eyes narrowed and stared at Yang Yi with a long stick in front of him, coldly.

Yang Yi smiled faintly, but did not show any complacency. He yawned and said, "I advise you not to trouble Zhuo Wen and let him break through smoothly. We'll just wait here. It's just a waste of physical strength."

Hearing the speech, qinglongzi's face was gloomy and said in a low voice, "those who block me will die!"

As he spoke, qinglongzi was like an angry dragon. He stepped on the void step by step, and the golden lines in the eyebrows erupted into a fiery golden awn. Countless Golden Dragon shadows swayed and floated under his feet.

Qinglongzi is the first guy to reach ten gold patterns. His holy power is extremely powerful, while Yang Yi has only nine gold patterns.

But even so, Yang Yi still intercepted qinglongzi.

"Kill this son!"

The smoke was like fire. On the other side, some stunned Yasha and ghost ghost drank angrily.

"Kill!"

Yecha and ghost ghost ghost nodded and immediately stepped into the void like two sharp arrows, attacking Zhuo Wen who was still breaking through.

As for the smoke like fire, they followed behind them and showed their eyes.

"No! Brother Zhuo is breaking through and can't let him be disturbed."

The butterfly's pretty face changed slightly, and its thin wings closed behind it, like a gust of wind, quickly disappeared in place.

When she reappeared, she had already fallen in front of Zhuo Wen. With a wave of her jade hand, seven golden lines in the middle of her eyebrows swept out and turned into a Golden Whip.

Boom, boom!

The Golden Whip sweeps out, and the whip shadow is all over the sky.

Dance butterfly did not take an offensive, but formed these whip shadows into an extremely tough defense.

At the moment when the dancing butterfly came, the two parts of magic and Buddhism also fell beside the dancing butterfly. Both magic and Buddhism were holding a golden sabre.

The Buddha's light is boundless around the Buddhist text, and the magic Qi in the magic text is soaring. The two people have a very tacit understanding. The two sabres cross together and take the same defensive stance.

"Die!"

The smoke came like fire in an instant. The golden sword smashed down and the space burst.

The power of a sword, breaking the void!

Click!

Under this sword, the defense formed by the three people of butterfly dance, magic text and Buddhist text completely collapsed, and the three people vomited blood and retreated again and again.

"Hold on!"

Sword Mu opened the enemy in front of him with a sword, surrounded by the shadow of the sword, stepped on the sword and stood in front of the three butterflies.

The sword is as powerful as a devil.

Ding!

The two long swords roared together. The sword Mu retreated dozens of steps, while the smoke was like fire.

"Hmm? Jianmu from Jia Theological Seminary, you have eight golden stripes?"

Smoke was like fire, his eyes were slightly frozen, staring at the young man with negative sword in front of him, showing a cautious color.

This sword Mu was not famous in jiuyoujing before, but it has suddenly risen in recent years.

Although the sword cultivation is only semi holy, the ruthless law he understands, coupled with his powerful and exquisite sword skills, and he is a sword cultivation, his attack and cutting skills are unparalleled in the world.

Although he is a semi saint, Jianmu is a saint who has defeated Kong Xuan holy land. His combat power is extremely terrible.

In the yellow fog world, the meta power, spiritual power, law power and even spiritual ring of all people can not be used, and the starting point of all people is the same.

But Jianmu is different. Although the ruthless law and Yuan force cannot be mobilized, his exquisite swordsmanship has played an extremely powerful role.

Here, his combat effectiveness has been reflected to the greatest extent.

Just now, sword Mu also had six golden stripes. In this short moment, sword Mu cut seven or eight people. The holy luck it competed for made the golden stripes in the center of his eyebrows evolve from six to eight at one fell swoop, with great prestige.

"Sword mu, how dare you stop me?"

The smoke was like fire, and the time was cold. He stared at his eyes. The young man with a long sword was cold.

"Why not?"

Jianmu stood in front of the smoke like fire and just spit out such a sentence. His war intention could soar to the sky.

"Good, good! I said, those who stand in my way will die."

The smoke was as cold as fire. With a hum, he stepped out step by step, and the speed soared to the extreme, just like a streamer.

The sword is awe inspiring and fearless. The sword Qi soars to the sky. One sword can turn thousands of swords.

The attack and cutting sword technique is applied to the extreme. There are countless sword shadows around Jianmu, as if forming a sword defense.

Ding Ding!

The smoke like fire sword is extremely thick, and its moves are all in one form, just like holding the power of ten thousand forces; The sword of Jianmu is as light as the wind, and the clouds are as light as the wind, but if it really collides, the meaning of killing is fatal.

The two swords bombarded together in the void and burst out the power that could collapse the space. Many martial artists were dazzled by countless sword shadows.

"Let's go!"

At the moment of the battle between smoke like fire and sword mu, Yasha and ghost ghost looked at each other and continued to rob Zhuo Wen.

However, the moment they were about to approach Zhuo Wen, they were intercepted by two figures.

"Mowen, do you dare to stop me? Now get out of the way and let me kill Zhuo Wen. Then I can let the island owner let you back into the desert island. In the future, you will still be a part of the desert island and the wilderness."

The ghost ghost faces the demon text and speaks in a low voice.

On the other side, Yasha was stopped by Buddhism and couldn't touch Zhuo Wen at all.

"War!"

"Amitabha, this road is impassable!"

Magic text and Buddhist text gave their own answers, and then burst out their own combat power and directly swept away at ghost ghost and yecha.

For a moment, the four men's war fluctuated like ripples in the water, spreading in all directions.

The whole yellow fog world has become a little chaotic.

As the fuse of the war, Zhuo Wen was quietly suspended in the air, and his body was wrapped by Shengyun.

"Ice, fire, void, desolation, death!"

Zhuo Wen closed his eyes slightly and murmured in a low voice. These four are the power of laws in his body. He knows that if he wants to be truly holy, he can only integrate these five laws into his own holy power.

At this moment, the golden holy luck around him poured into Zhuo Wen's body. These holy luck followed Zhuo Wen's meridians and entered their Dantian.

Under the influence of Shengyun, the yuan power accumulated in his Dantian began to gradually degenerate into golden holy power.

When Zhuo Wen's Dantian was completely dyed golden, Zhuo Wen knew that the power in his Dantian was no longer called Yuanli, but Shengli.

This is more energy than yuan li, and only saints can have it.

"The next step is to summon my own law, and then gradually integrate the law into the holy power, so I can be completely holy."

Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen's eyes burst out with blazing essence