My Xiuxian game life

The Heavenly Demon Drum exuded a palpitating coercion, and even Lu Yi took a serious look at it.

"Don't be influenced by him. How could the tribulation-crossing cultivator of my Heavenly Demon Palace betray the Heavenly Demon Palace? This son is extraordinary. I'm afraid he has mastered some kind of fortune-telling method and noticed our tracks." Yuan Yuan said, his face became more serious.

The two Dujie Patriarchs on the side were extremely astonished.

"...How is this possible? Even if it is the way of divination, how can it be possible to predict whether the actions of our tribulation-crossing monks will be successful?"

"Yes, not to mention that the ancestor is still a virtual immortal."

Yuan Yuan naturally understood what the two of them meant. He shook his head and said, "This guy is very unusual, and he cannot be treated with common sense. If ordinary people can't do it, he might not be able to do it."

Yuan Yuan glanced at the large formation around him, his face extremely solemn: "Judging from the large formation here, you have been here for a long time, right?"

Lu Yi raised his eyebrows, looked at Yuan Yuan, and said in admiration: "Senior is worthy of being a virtual immortal, and he is still different from a monk in the realm of transcending tribulation. That's right, I am indeed waiting for you here for a long time."

Yuan Yuan's expression was cold, and he said, "You are very confident, you think you can deal with us?"

Lu Yi smiled and said, "Anyway, we have to face it, so it's better to prepare first, so that you will be caught off guard."

Yuan Yuan nodded slowly, and said, "The younger generation is awesome... If you don't have a big enmity, I am very optimistic about you."

He slowly soared into the sky, the magic light around him flickered, and the black mist howled, and the magic drum slowly fell from the top of his head in front of him that day.

"It's a pity... Now, I can only kill a proud man like you." Yuan Yuan's cold killing intent seemed to spread like ice, and the surrounding space seemed to be frozen by the killing intent.

Chapter 219 Destroying the Void Immortal, Seizing the Immortal Artifact

The wind of murderous intent swept across, Lu Yi stood in the air, his white clothes fluttering.

He chuckled and said, "I'm afraid seniors won't be able to do it."

Afterwards, Lu Yi stepped into the void, his expression gradually became sharper, seals formed in his hands continuously, the formation pattern flickered, and the increasingly terrifying spiritual pressure dissipated.

Clang clang! !

A series of swords rang out, and the stars in the sky seemed to be imprisoned by a large array, turning into swords of stars. The swords of stars were densely packed, forming a long river.

In the Sword Dao Galaxy, another dragon's roar resounded.

One after another illusory dragon shadows condensed, the dragon scales gradually solidified, and the real dragon pattern appeared on the scales, lifelike.

Soon there were six dragon shadows condensed, and the terrifying dragon's power shook, and dark cracks appeared in the sky. The desert below collapsed, and the whole ground seemed to be trembling.

Over the years, Lu Yi's understanding of the Dao formation has naturally not stagnated. According to the laws of his own perception, combined with his perception of the Dao formation, he has deduced other great formations for crossing tribulation.

This is the grand formation that Lu Yi deduced based on his own understanding of the true dragon pattern.

It's called the Six Dragons Sealing the Sky Formation.

The Tianhe Sword Formation that Lu Yi had comprehended before, after Lu Yi's re-deduction and optimization over the years, added more powerful Sword Dao Law and Star Law, which has gradually changed, and Lu Yi named it Galaxy Sword Formation.

Both of these two sword formations have incorporated some power of law, but they are still unable to reach the level of the fairy formation, but Lu Yi has a powerful fusion formation technique, which fuses the Liulongfengtian formation and the Xinghe sword formation together, bursting out more powerful power.

At the moment when the phantom of the six real dragons and the Xinghe sword formation appeared, the faces of the two cultivators of the Heavenly Demon Palace who had crossed the tribulation realm were pale and their bodies were cold.

Even Yuan Yuan's pupils constricted, and he looked at the phantom of the real dragon and the endless galaxy sword with a shocking expression, and said in disbelief: "A large formation at the level of Xuxian!"

But soon his expression turned sharp, and he shouted: "In the past, I would have retreated, but now... I have the Heavenly Demon Drum!"

With a strong demonic energy entwined in his hands, he slapped the Heavenly Demon Drum in front of him with a palm.

boom! !

As if the roar of a real demon sounded, the demonic energy surged on the Heavenly Demon Drum, and the terrifying dao pattern flickered, turning into a picture of a real demon.

The drum wave was like life, and the extremely rich and dark magic energy rushed towards the endless stars and the phantom of the real dragon.

The devilish energy is like an irresistible sharp sword, and the endless star sword instantly dissipates into light chips. Even after the two phantoms of real dragons touched the drum waves, cracks appeared, and the wailing sounded endlessly. It collapsed directly.

The power of the fairy weapon can be seen.

Even Lu Yi's face was a bit more serious.

He slowly said: "The power of the fairy weapon is indeed extraordinary... But, it is not only the seniors who have the fairy weapon..."

There were streaks of blood flowing between Lu Yi's eyebrows, as if the golden-red sun slowly emerged, enveloping Lu Yi.

The next moment, a set of heroic battle armor appeared on Lu Yi's body.

The battle armor wrapped Lu Yi's whole body, even his head was completely surrounded, exuding the brilliance like the sun.

A low-grade fairy weapon, the Tianyang Battle Armor.

This is a fairy weapon that Lu Yi obtained a long time ago, and it has never been used. Now there is finally room for it to be used.

The Tianyang Battle Armor is an immortal weapon for body-training monks, and Lu Yi felt a powerful change the moment he put it on.

The energy and blood in his whole body were mobilized, and the strength of his physical body was greatly improved.

At this moment, Lu Yi even has the feeling of breaking the planet with one punch, this is by no means an illusion.

Although Tianming is an extremely huge planet that is difficult to break, if it were a planet like Earth in his previous life, Lu Yi felt that with his current strength, he might really be able to blow it up with one punch.

This force is too strong.

Clenching his fists, Lu Yi raised his head and looked at the three people in the Tianmo Palace with sharp eyes.

The three monks in Tianmo Palace were silent at the moment.

The two patriarchs of the Heavenly Demon Palace who were in the Tribulation Realm stared blankly at Lu Yi who was wearing the Tianyang battle armor, as if he had been petrified. Even a virtual immortal like Yuan Yuan felt as if he was being targeted by wild beasts, and a chill came from him. My heart rises.

"Immortal Artifact!" Yuan Yuan's voice was low and hoarse, with disbelief: "How is it possible?! How could you have an Immortal Artifact?!"

Lu Yi chuckled: "Senior may not know something, but my luck has always been good. This fairy artifact is what I got by chance."

While Lu Yi was talking, he controlled the formation, and once again condensed endless Xinghe long swords. At the same time, the remaining four real dragon phantoms roared, whether it was Xinghe long sword or real dragon phantoms, they all turned towards the sky demon in the distance Monk Gong rushed over.

But Lu Yi himself disappeared in place, and came behind Yuan Yuan.

The laws of space!

After all, Yuan Yuan is a virtual immortal, even if Lu Yi suddenly appeared, although he was a little shocked, he was not like last time when Lu Yi faced those Raksha monks who had crossed the tribulation realm, he had no power to resist at all.

His pupils shrank, he let out a low growl, and hit the Heavenly Demon Drum the next moment.

boom! ! !

The endless magic energy turned into magic knives and slashed towards Lu Yi.

Lu Yi's face was fierce, and he clenched his fists with both hands. The front of the fist carried a terrifying energy and blood force, and the dark golden energy and blood energy went straight to the sky.

His fist collided with the magic knife, and there was a roar.

The aftermath then raged, and the power of demon energy and dark golden blood surged. The two ancestors of the Heavenly Demon Palace, who were in the upper echelon of Transcending Tribulation, didn't even have time to dodge. After being swept away, they immediately spit out blood and flew out .

Their faces were horrified, and before they could make any moves in the future, they were swallowed by the endless river of stars and turned into blood mist and dissipated.

Seeing this scene, Yuan Yuan's pupils shrank, his face was cold, and he shouted: "Zhuzi! Die!"

There was a magic mist flowing behind him, and it turned into a demon avatar.

The Heavenly Demon Avatar roared and rushed towards Lu Yi, and he himself exploded with all his strength, slapping the Heavenly Demon Drum repeatedly under the surge of spiritual energy.

The heavenly demon drum thumped, and endless demon energy enveloped the world, and the world with a radius of tens of thousands of kilometers was pitch black.

If it wasn't for Lu Yi's large formation, the demonic energy would still spread.

Even though Lu Yi had set up a large formation, under such terrible fluctuations, the whole land was shaking, and the yellow sand in the desert was rolling, like an earth dragon turning over, and a sea of ​​sand rolling.

In the demonic energy, endless ghosts appeared, and the ghosts rushed towards Lu Yi with endless killing intent.

Lu Yi's expression was cold and stern, he let out a low drink, dark golden energy and blood surged, and the Tianyang battle armor emitted a golden brilliance, as if the sun was shining.

Wherever the golden light passed, the phantom dissipated, as if the sun had risen into the sky and dispelled the darkness.

The black mist between the sky and the earth gradually dissipated.

Lu Yi stepped out, disappeared in place, and appeared behind Yuan Yuan in an instant. His right hand clenched a fist, and there was a strange power fluctuation on the fist. The space was constantly vibrating under this fluctuation, and then cracks appeared one after another.

Immortal art, cracking empty fist.

This is the celestial art obtained by Lu Yi from a body-training monk, and it involves the law of strength.

Lu Yi's law of strength has reached more than 2%, even though his perception of the splitting fist is not too strong, it is only at level [-], but its power is still extremely terrifying.

boom! !

Where the Lie Kong Fist passed, the space was cracked inch by inch, as fragile as white paper.

"Immortal art?! The law of space, the law of strength?!" Yuan Yuan growled in disbelief.

Before he had time to think about it, he slapped the Heavenly Demon Drum again.

The demonic energy vibrated and turned into black shields, blocking Yuan Yuan's body.

However, such a shield could not block Lu Yi's fist.

boom! ! !

With one punch, the shield shattered, and Yuan Yuan was sent flying, spurting blood again and again.

His face was ugly, he stared at Lu Yi, and his whole body was full of demonic energy: "Why? You are only in the Mahayana realm, but you can comprehend so many laws, and you can even master fairy arts?!"

Lu Yi thought for a while, then smiled lightly and said, "Maybe it's because I have good talent?"

To be honest, after using so many Dao treasures and building a foundation with the Qi of Primal Chaos, Lu Yi's talent is indeed quite good.

He felt that in the entire history of Tianming, there should not be many who could compare with him, right?

Yuan Yuan: "..."

Hearing this, he was speechless for a while.

Then he smiled wryly, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said, "I never thought that my Heavenly Demon Palace would provoke such a big enemy..."

Lu Yi chuckled and said, "Actually, I didn't intend to trouble you in the Heavenly Demon Palace, but you didn't seem to plan to let me go, so I can only fight back."

When Yuan Yuan heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched, and a look of remorse appeared on his face, and then his expression became cold again, and he said: "It's useless to talk more, the matter has come to an end, either you will die, or I will die."

The smile on Lu Yi's face also disappeared, his expression was equally stern, and he said, "Senior is not weak, it's a pity."

Yuan Yuan's cold light flashed, and he laughed loudly: "Young generation, don't say that I'm sure of you!"

There were streaks of black mist floating out of his eyes, and his face was icy cold: "True magic secret art, refining demons to transform blood!"

The next moment, the real body of the Heavenly Demon who was fighting with the phantom of the real dragon roared, turned into a ray of light, and merged into Yuan Yuan's body.

With the integration of the Heavenly Demon Avatar, Yuan Yuan's devilish energy was turbulent, and his aura was greatly enhanced. His black hair fluttered around his shoulders, and his originally handsome expression became more ferocious because of the pain.

A mysterious black mark appeared on his forehead, cracks appeared on his body, and the devilish energy formed a battle armor on the surface of his body.

At this moment, Yuan Yuan seemed to have turned into a real demon, and the monstrous demon energy soared into the sky, even a large formation could not completely resist it.

The terrifying magic light soared into the sky, forming a pitch-black beam of light in the desert.

The powerful monks in the entire eastern and central regions felt such a terrifying demonic energy.

The complexions of the ancestors in the holy land of Xianzong changed.

"Again?!"

"Less than ten years have passed since the last time, how come there is such a strong battle fluctuation??"

"Xuxian...is this the powerful breath of the Xuxian realm?!"

Inside the Divine Sword Sect, a white-haired old man opened his eyes, his eyes were clear, like a baby, he was the old head teacher of the Divine Sword Sect.

He got up, looked in the direction of the desert, and said softly, "It's such a powerful breath, such a powerful demonic nature... There's a smell of heavenly demons in it..."

He thought for a while, then turned into a sword light, traveled thousands of kilometers in an instant, and rushed towards the desert.

In a remote valley of the Wanshou Mountains in Zhongzhou, a gray-haired old man in a blue Taoist robe sat cross-legged in the air, sinking and floating in front of a waterfall deep in the valley.

The next moment, he also opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the desert, with a look of astonishment in his eyes.

"The aura from the battle eight years ago...is it so powerful... the strength of the Xuxian level? The other aura...is it a demon?"

The old man frowned and pondered for a moment, then lowered his head and counted, then shook his head again: "The source of the catastrophe is not him... The source is still in this Ten Thousand Beast Mountain Range."

He disappeared on the spot in an instant, and appeared in the sky the next moment, standing in the air, and the strong wind turned into a gentle breeze within one meter of him.

The old Taoist looked down at the endless mountains of beasts below, with a hint of worry on his face: "The catastrophe is approaching, what kind of catastrophe is it, even the old Taoist, I feel uneasy."

He sighed, shook his head, and returned to the valley, sitting cross-legged, ups and downs with the wind.

And the ancestors of the holy lands of the immortal sects also turned into streamers and flew towards the battle area. Everyone was curious as to who was fighting.