I'm covering the sky and cultivating eternal life

Chapter 357 Old God
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After being promoted to the realm of the Great Sage, and then continuously breaking through to the fourth heaven of the Great Saint, Luo Mo actually raised his combat power to the fifth heaven of the quasi-emperor in one fell swoop!
Now, he even put aside the Nine Secrets and the Six-Character Mantra, and displayed his own unique secret technique.

Danger!

The white-haired sword god felt a fatal threat from Luo Mo's move. This move was so complicated that he couldn't even understand it. The overlapping power merged into one move, which seemed to distort the cause and effect. , Changed the time, guided and normalized everything, guided by ingenuity, the Dao of great complexity, those Dao marks, gorgeous like a picture scroll that runs through the past and the present.

The Dao sword is flying across the sky, and all Taoism is surrendering. All the power in this universe is being requisitioned, and there has become a black hole. Even the original source and divine power of the white-haired Sword God are about to be swallowed by the opponent.

The figures in Luo Mo's 12 acupoints all turned into flying immortals, and he himself seemed to wither. There is only one sword between the heaven and the earth.

The white-haired sword god felt suffocated, because this sword was equivalent to 12 monks with the combat power of the quasi-emperor fifth level to attack together. possible.

There are so many ants that can kill an elephant, let alone such a sword.

At this moment, he broke through the taboo field, and a wave that Luo Mo felt familiar erupted in his body. It was Emperor Zun's Jiezi secret, which could increase the combat power by ten times.

"How could I be defeated by a great sage!"

He roared, his white hair fluttered, and he fought with a sword. The purple sword energy was like a flying fairy outside the sky, turning the universe upside down, the sun and the moon dimmed, and mighty like a torrent of fate, unstoppable, like a catastrophe from heaven, punishing the world, the white-haired sword God fights in it.

The light and dark of Luo Mo's body fluctuated, like the sun and the moon changing, the pure yang aura burst out, and a large amount of pure yang pills were burned, turning into pure vitality to supplement his consumption.

He rushed to the side of the white-haired sword god with his sword, and fought with him. He used the grand battle technique, the central method of the profound meaning, and the purple energy around him was incomparably noble, surrounded by chaos, and the myriad ways of harmony. , surrounded by feathered flying fairy light, gods, real dragons, phoenixes, white tigers, and basalt are served by visions, such as the immortal king descending into the world, and crusade against non-subjects.

Blood and bones flew, the white-haired Sword God was almost wiped out, and there were wounds exuding terrifying sword aura everywhere. The purple sword aura was almost inextinguishable, and several streaks even penetrated his body, shining from front to back.

The white-haired sword god roared again, "I can't be defeated by a great sage!"

Luo Mo's eyes were calm, and the purple light in his eyes was blazing. This is the light of the primordial purple energy seed. This fairy seed can improve the quality of Luo Mo's divine power, and can also guide the boundless purple energy, so that every attack of Luo Mo, is like Like the sun shining everywhere, opening and closing, the mana is infinite, and it seems that it will never dry up.

Of course, Luo Mo couldn't maintain such a high-intensity attack with only the Primordial Purple Qi Seed. After all, his current combat power was too high, and each attack required a huge amount of Pure Yang Pill to support it.

Am I fighting?

It's money!
He was high above, overlooking this person, swiping the Zijin Dao Sword in his hand at will, cutting off pieces of galaxy, smashing spells one after another, making the white-haired sword god helpless.

The white-haired sword god is desperate, rushing like a shooting star, but Luo Mo stands firmly in the starry sky, the Tao is everywhere, turning the ten directions into his own battle field, the Tao circulates, and the surrounding space seems to be constantly shrinking To him, this is a brilliant spatial secret, the central method of warfare, from the Three Thousand Avenues, let you wind from east to west, from north to south, I will stand still.

The more desperate the white-haired Sword God was, the heavier he felt, as if the world was targeting him.

The Xiantian Dao Embryo, Primordial Spirit Body, Chaos Body, Origin Art, and many other three-thousand avenues are in operation at this time, and the entire world is under Luo Mo's control.

The source of heaven and earth is in my hands, what are you fighting against me with?

The white-haired Sword God kept fighting with one sword at a time, consuming his own origin, striking out blow after blow, and countless star fields were annihilated in his attacks.

He couldn't even 'exhaust' his own essence to hit the strongest blow, so he could only sway his strength in such a slow manner.

After all, there is a generation gap.

Facing the white-haired sword god's life-threatening attack, Luo Mo's attacks became more violent, using attack against attack to test his own cultivation.

Nine rays of immortal light erupted from his body, and the Zijin Dao Sword screamed joyously at this moment. The nine lights soared into the sky, and the aura of the Golden Dao was overbearing. Countless vitality was affected and turned into shapes such as swords, axes, and spears.

"The breath of fairy gold?"

The white-haired sword god was in a turmoil, and he didn't expect that Luo Mo still had a way to use.

The nine celestial lights submerged in the Zijin Dao Sword. The sword came alive at this moment, and a terrifying power was awakening. At this moment, Luo Mo no longer held the Zijin Dao Sword, allowing the gods to recover on their own. common attack.

Jin Dao is the sharpest and strongest in the world, and the Zijin Dao Sword, which has been blessed by the original gold veins of Jiu Dao Xian, has become even more unstoppable. Every sword can sway the boundless Jin Dao Dao, and immediately added a few new wounds to the white-haired sword god .

Luo Mo himself raised his fist.

His immortality method has undergone a transformation in the Jiefen, and he has used the space dao seed to perfect the entire triple cave realm of longevity, and is at the peak of this realm.

Now, he has 2000 billion mana, which is close to that of an ordinary monk of immortality at the sixth level of heaven.

His eyebrows glowed, and a vast world was about to emerge from the sea of ​​consciousness. The power was surging, and the starry sky was trembling. At that moment, the vast world seemed to be manifested. thing.

What kind of world is that, where there are gods everywhere?
That is absolutely true!
when!
The fist seal is unmatched, and the white-haired sword god's divine sword god wailed. It blocked the punch, but it almost burst into pieces.

噗

The Zijin Dao Sword pierced through the chest of the white-haired Emperor Zhun, and a terrifying burst of power almost blew him in two.

The white-haired sword god shook the Zijin Dao sword out of his body, but he felt weak for a while. It turned out that he had consumed too much energy and was almost exhausted. Fighting Luo Mo was more exhausting than fighting other quasi-emperors.

After all, the other quasi-emperors did not have the secret technique of using all their strength and then recovering immediately.

And Luo Mo has, not only does he have, but he also has enough pills for him to consume, like a perpetually moving war machine, as long as the pills are burned, the energy will continue to exert its combat power.

Such a high-intensity battle made the white-haired sword god look haggard, as if he had aged thousands of years. In the previous battles, he was consuming his source for support, but it was difficult to replenish and accumulate the source. Once it was exhausted, he would no longer be able to fight .

"Is this the only level you have?" Luo Mo asked.

The opponent's combat power is indeed higher than him, stronger than him, the difference between a small realm of Zhundi is equivalent to a large realm, and he has to use his own secret technique and endless pure yang pill to fill the gap and maintain the highest strength. Attacks, consumes the opponent.

"..."

The white-haired sword god was silent, it was really because he had run out of oil and his lights were exhausted so far.

嘭

Luo Mo pierced through the space with a blow, and a phantom of the world emerged on his fist, and the bombardment came. The Taoism and divine power of the white-haired sword god's body protection were shattered inch by inch by the bombardment of this fist, making it unstoppable.

In Luo Mo's fist, there is a terrifying esoteric meaning that ends everything and is the catastrophe of all things, just like the thunder catastrophe of a monk. Even if you are the ancient emperor, you will be chopped to pieces when you cross the catastrophe. If you are careful, you will fall on the spot.

This is a catastrophe technique. When he casts it with the method of eternal life, it is more powerful than using the method of covering the sky. Three disasters and nine disasters. The power of the twelve methods of Xuanmen entered the body of the white-haired sword god at this moment, accompanied by The power of the other three thousand roads.

In an instant, most of the white-haired Sword God's body was covered in pitch black, and the power of disaster and curse erupted, and [-]% of his power was cut off in one fell swoop.

Thus, the outcome is decided.

Suppress you!
Luo Mo pressed down with a palm, and the six-eyed god-conferring stele appeared, intending to suppress the white-haired sword god.

But at this moment, there was a sudden change, and a strong sense of crisis was like a heavenly knife slashing at his soul, with awe-inspiring killing intent.

He backed up sharply, but a big hand slapped, with unparalleled strength, shattering all his means.

The Zijin Dao Sword broke and flew across the sky, and the gods wailed.

The formation formed by the six-eyed god-conferring stele was also instantly shattered, and the god stele formed by the six chaotic stone sacrifices was also blown away.

Purple energy, the origin of heaven and earth, immortal light, phantoms of gods, and visions of real dragons and phoenixes are all shattered. This big hand has an invincible momentum and power, which can block gods and kill gods, and Buddhas can block and kill Buddhas.

This hand has already touched Luo Mo, breaking through his defenses such as the source of divine power and mana.

"Humph!"

Two beams of brilliance soared into the sky, illuminating the universe, chopped on the palm, cut it off, and fell on the 99 Dragon Mountain.

The cave opened, Kunlun appeared, and the formation spirit stood in front of Luo Mo. The brilliance of the double imperial formation was like layers of lotus flowers, protecting Luo Mo.

"Large array of gods?"

An old man appeared next to the white-haired sword god. He didn't care about the severed hand, but stared at the Kunlun spirit in surprise.

The old man just stretched out a hand, and broke all Luo Mo's methods. If it wasn't for the help of the spirit, he would have died on the spot.

There is no doubt that this old man should be the old god of the God Organization, a super strong quasi-emperor Jiuchongtian!
The quasi-emperor realm, the gap between the first level of heaven is comparable to the previous big realm, and a strong man of the quasi-emperor ninth level appears, and it is not difficult to kill him and monks like the white-haired sword god.

There was nothing unexpected about Luo Mo, at his current state, he was meticulous, and instead acted recklessly, provoking the quasi-emperor powerhouse as expected.

He used his magical powers, and the great summoning technique recalled the Zijin Dao Sword and the Six-Eyed God-Conferred Stele.

The two magic treasures returned to Luo Mo's hands. The Zijin Dao Sword had been broken and was seriously damaged. Cracks also appeared on the Six-Eyed God Conferring Stele. When it formed a large formation, it was forcibly broken open, and the power spread to the body and was shattered. up.

Fortunately, the essence of the two magic weapons is not lost, and it can be recovered after re-warming and sacrificial refining.

Seeing the appearance of the old god, the white-haired sword god felt at ease. This is the sense of security that a Jiuchongtian Zhundi can bring.

He also felt sorry for his weapon, because the god of the weapon had been howling after being punched. A special force had invaded the weapon and destroyed many Dao lines. The destructive power could not dissipate for a long time, and cracks were everywhere.

"It seems that I can't suppress you today." Luo Mo said with some regret.

"Do you think you can live?" The white-haired sword god was almost killed by a great saint like Luo Mo, and he was so angry that only blood could wash it away.

Luo Mo didn't take his ruthless words seriously, and just said: "See you next time, I will suppress you with one trick, and there will be no chance for others to save you."

Hearing this, the white-haired sword god blushed, his eyes were red, he was about to attack but was stopped by the old god.

The old god's eyes were deep, staring at Luo Mo, being stared at by a quasi-emperor of the Nine Heavens, enough to make people hairy, but Luo Mo was fearless and full of confidence.

He put the Zijin Dao Sword and the Six-Eyed God-Conferred Stele into his body, and said to the white-haired sword god: "There will be a period later."

"I want to leave like this, isn't it too cheap?"

The old god spoke, although his tone was calm, but it was like the calm before the storm, with a palpitating aura.

Killing intent!
Luo Mo, who has practiced the large killing technique, is very sensitive to murderous intent.

"Why, do you think you can keep me?"

With Kunlun body protection, what can this old god do with him for a while?
The old god took a deep look at Luo Mo, then turned his attention to Zhen Ling, and said: "My god organization is the descendant of the ancient heaven, and the emperor inherits the orthodoxy. Why do you help outsiders?"

The old god set his target on Kunlun, because Kunlun is a piece of fairy land, Emperor Zun personally attacked it back then, and together with Emperor Yuan, he set up two emperor formations, and the great formation gods were born.

Although he is the quasi-emperor of Jiuchongtian, he can't do anything to him without proving the way.

"It's better to come back, my god organization should worship."

The old god persuaded, with a trace of fire in his eyes.

This is Kunlun!

Two complete imperial formations, led by him, the quasi-emperor of the ninth heaven, can face even the supreme being in the restricted area!
Who doesn't want it?

Zhen Ling looked at the severed palm that fell on the 99 Dragon Mountain, and said disdainfully, "What are you?"

Do you really think that I am a great god without a physical brain?

You are an old man, your strength is average among the people he has ever met, and you are not an existence with the highest combat power in your generation. How can you compare with Luo Mo, a monstrous evildoer like the Great Holy War Emperor Zhun?
Zhen Ling has a wish, that is to go to the Immortal Realm to take a look, and who can help him fulfill this wish?

There is no doubt that this old man can't do it, he trusts Luo Mo even more.

Throughout the ages, there has never been a more powerful evil genius than him. If he can't do it, then no one can do it.

The old god didn't expect Zhenling to despise him so much. After all, he is also a descendant of Heavenly Court. We are all in the same group. How can you, Zhenling, help outsiders?
"It seems that there are only some means."

The old god took out a horn, exuding the same aura as the Kunlun formation.

"Depend on."

Luo Mo felt something was wrong, the horn might affect the Kunlun formation, so he immediately cast a great summoning technique, using the innate holy body and fetal blood as a guide.

Beidou, Zishan, the bells are ringing.

……

The saints of countless star fields felt something at this moment and looked towards the sky.

Especially in the Eternal Star Field, the feeling is the most obvious. There is a terrible wave full of destruction coming from the depths of the universe, as if a giant starry sky monster is flipping the sea of ​​stars.

(End of this chapter)