I was an immortal emperor in the Sui and Tang Dynasties

Chapter 225 Burning Primordial Spirit
Meng Shu laughed when he heard this. At this moment, he has long put life and death aside. The iron ruler in his hand is raised, and the purple light curtain is in front of his eyes. The word "forever" is faintly visible, the light is shining, and the divine pattern is on the light curtain. Intertwined in the air, there seemed to be a roaring sound in the void, as if countless people were reciting the word "Yong".

The blood droplets collided with the light curtain, and there were bursts of roars, the sound was shrill, piercing the eardrums, and on the purple light, the sword energy was swallowed, blocking the blood demon from the outside.

The blood light flashed away, and hundreds of millions of blood droplets quickly fused together to form a figure. The Gorefiend appeared again, but compared with just now, the Gorefiend looked a little paler, obviously because of Master Meng's magical powers. hurt.

The Gorefiend had just retreated here, but on the other side, Wang Jian's sword aura had already killed, and the sound of killing in the sword aura shook the sky, as if thousands of troops were coming to kill, Wang Jian's sword aura seemed to be opening and closing, but now Facing Master Meng who adopted the taboo method, this kind of opening and closing is obviously not suitable.

The left and right opponents are very cunning, and they are just cooperating with the blood demon to consume Meng Fuzi's time. Any taboo method has a time limit, and he believes that he will definitely be able to defeat Meng Fuzi in the end.

Mencius let out a roar in the space, and visions appeared one after another, which would be a mountain of ten thousand zhang, weighing as much as a thousand junctures, or a river of thousands of miles, rushing down the ocean, or flying into the sky for the sword energy, and the powerful mana would outline all kinds of divine lines. Swaying in the space, every time it hits, it can cause the space to vibrate, as if it is about to collapse.

But the effect is not obvious.

Li Si hid in a lot of space, and it looked like he was right in front of him, but in fact, he didn't know how much space was in between, and it was very difficult to kill him, and this guy didn't do other things, he just fixed the space and let Meng The Master cannot leave.

However, the Gorefiend and Wang Jian were very treacherous, and they retreated with one blow. No matter whether it had any effect, as long as they could hold Master Meng back, that would be the best.

Of course, Li Si was the most uncomfortable. It was a very difficult time to maintain the battlefield where the three golden immortals were fighting. The longer it lasted, the more the witch power was consumed.Until now, his face was pale, except for the light in his eyes.Because he saw that the aura on Meng Fuzi's body had weakened a lot.

"Li Si, you deserve to die." Master Meng who was fighting was also aware of his own problems, his body was getting weaker, he knew that his peak time was about to pass, but so far, he still hadn't killed the three people in front of him.

"The Master said: The dead are like a husband, never give up day and night!" Master Meng suddenly laughed, his face showed a decisive color, the purple light between his brows gleamed, and the righteousness in the sea of ​​consciousness rolled, and he let out a burst of righteousness. There was a burst of roaring sound, and it was like a fountain in an instant, and there was a tendency to spout.

The aura that had been gradually weakening suddenly rose sharply, even stronger than before. Above the head, the clouds vibrated and condensed into the shape of three flowers. Above the three flowers, the gods appeared and disappeared, which outlined Master Meng's understanding of the truth of heaven and earth. elaborate.

This is already Taiyi Jinxian's method.

"Be careful, this guy is crazy." Li Si saw it clearly, and there was a little tension in his eyes.He spewed out rays of divine light, which turned into flags and banners, with purple-gold divine patterns engraved on them, and transformed into fierce beasts one after another, transforming into the air, roaring.The space that was about to collapse once again gathered together.

The Gorefiend and Wang Jian also sensed the change in each other, and a look of panic gradually appeared on their faces. Master Meng was desperate. Just now, it could be said that he didn't even want his own path, but now he said that the other party was burning. own soul.

For monks, although the physical body is very important, the most important thing is the soul. If the body is lost, the soul can still be taken away. Once the soul is completely consumed, there may not even be a chance of reincarnation.

Meng Fuzi is burning his soul right now, and when the soul burns cleanly, the elder of Haoran Zhengqi Sect will disappear in the long river of history.The opponent now has the belief that he must die, and wants to kill the three guys in front of him.

"Mountains come." Master Meng laughed loudly, and pointed out with the iron ruler in his hand, three sacred mountains appeared in the void. The two sides are relatively short, and the middle protrudes. It is the word "mountain". This is the illusion of the divine pattern The sacred mountain expresses Mencius' understanding of mountains, thick and tall, about a thousand feet high, thick and indestructible.

The sacred mountain hit the Gorefiend, splitting the Gorefiend into pieces, turning into countless blood droplets, and disappearing into the space. When it reappeared, his complexion was pale, and his eyes were filled with a bit of horror and horror.

"Water is coming." Mencius pointed out the iron ruler in his hand, and saw a big river appearing in the void, mighty and mighty, rolling up infinite momentum, rushing down thousands of miles, destroying everything in front of him.

The sword energy in Wang Jian's hand rushed out, and in front of Chang He, without any chance to resist, the sword energy was dispersed by Chang He, and the huge force hit Wang Jian, knocking him into the air, spurting out a mouthful of blood, spilling on the Chang River, Little scarlet.

"Come with the sword." Meng Fuzi's eyes flashed like the sun, illuminating the sky, illuminating the space like daytime, and he saw countless purple rays of light, like sharp swords, gathering in the air, and then, the sharp sword It comes out, covering the void, making the people around have nothing to hide.

The Gorefiend's body exploded again, turning into drops of blood. Wang Jian barely controlled the sword, and turned into a huge shield in front of him, blocking the sword's attack, but the huge impact still made Wang Jian spit out blood again. .

As for Li Si, he did not hide this time either. Countless sword qi pierced into the space, looking for Li Si's location. Li Si was not worried at first. Only when you have space can you hurt yourself.

It's a pity that he miscalculated this time. Who is Master Meng hates the most? It's not the blood demon, nor Wang Jian, but Li Si. The sword energy of Wan Dao entered the space, and then it exploded, and the space collapsed. The sword energy was raging.

Visible to the naked eye, one space after another exploded, and the ground, water, fire and wind erupted instantly. Li Si's complexion changed, and he drew with both hands, and one space after another appeared in front of him.

It's a pity that Wan Dao's sword energy was raging, and Li Si had to maintain the movement of the space and resist the sword energy in front of him. Finally, he couldn't resist, and his figure was forced out of the space.

"Li Si, today is the day of your death." Master Meng saw Li Si appearing, with a smile on his face, his figure swayed, and with a hint of determination, he rushed towards Li Si. His body exuded colorful light, which was the burning of the primordial spirit. Performance.

(End of this chapter)