Proving the Tao in a dream, counting the immortal cultivators at the beginning

Under the command of Emperor Qitian.

Millions of gods shone like light in an instant, blending into one.

In the void, it was like turning into a [-]-mile long sword.

Under the swing of Young Master Wushuang, he slashed at Sheng Zi Qingyang with his sword.

"Dang Mao! Take my grandson's sword!"

Chapter 419 Stepping on the Sky and Shooting Sirius 1

Young Master Wu Shuang laughed wildly, recklessly and arrogantly, with the power to crush Ling Xiao.

Like a golden monkey raising its mighty cudgel, Yuyu clarified Wan Liai.

The eight-hundred-mile long sword gathers the power of the Great Perfection of millions of golden elixirs.

With one sword, move mountains, block seas, subdue demons, subdue demons!

Boom boom boom!

The void is trembling, thunderous.

After the shocking sword light passed.

Qingyang Shengzi coughed up blood and retreated thirty miles into the starry sky.

His clothes were torn, and his chest was covered with bloodstains.

The black hair flew up like electricity, and the radiance visible to the naked eye enveloped the whole body like fire.

Qingyang Shengzi recovered from his injuries at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Wow, you thought you were a Super Saiyan!"

Young Master Wu Shuang let out a strange cry, the hand that swung the sword trembled unconsciously, and blood flowed down.

It was a head-to-head confrontation just now.

Qingyang Shengzi was slashed once by the [-]-mile long sword.

But Mr. Wushuang also suffered some backlash.

Even if the power of the Great Perfection of a million golden elixirs is supported by formations, it is not so easy to gather and borrow.

But Mr. Wushuang hid it very well, as if nothing happened.

His eyes were like lightning, silently grasping the situation of Qingyang Shengzi, his heart sank slightly.

The Holy Son of Qingyang just faced the peerless sword that he gathered the power of the Great Perfection of millions of golden cores to blast out.

There is no dodge at all.

I don't know whether he is testing his own limit or the limit of that sword.

But anyway.

Just now, he failed to kill Qingyang Shengzi with a single sword.

He even made Seiko Qingyang look like a Super Saiyan.

Everyone here is responsible.

Young Master Wu Shuang was upset, thinking that someone must have been cheating and cheating in the sword just now, and didn't use all his strength.

otherwise.

Even if he couldn't kill Qingyang Shengzi with a single sword.

But it wouldn't be enough for Qingyang Shengzi to just vomit a few mouthfuls of blood and be done.

At least he had to be cut to paralyze his lower body.

But as soon as he turned his head, Mr. Wushuang realized something was wrong and was shocked.

Because there is obviously a blank space among the millions of golden elixir Dzogchen gods behind him.

It's like the blade of a sword has been cut.

what is this?

Injure the enemy one thousand, and self-injury eight hundred? !

It is obvious that they are combined to form the eight hundred li long sword.

As a result, he was cut off with a sword.

Qingyang Shengzi just vomited a few mouthfuls of blood.

On the contrary, the Jindan Dzogchen gods who were used as sword blades were killed in large numbers.

Could this guy's head be made of a meteorite?

"Is this your limit?"

Qingyang Shengzi twisted his neck, breathing like fire.

The avatars of the Five Emperors of the Five Directions and the True Body Dharma are faintly visible, surrounding him.

The brilliance of the five emperors' crowns shrouded the sky above his head.

It was as if the legendary five ancient emperors were crowning him.

The power is surging and shocking.

"If your limit is only so far."

"Then you and I will fight today."

"You win..."

"Ada!"

With a strange cry, in the starry sky, a Tiancan foot flew up.

The big foot, which was as high as ten thousand feet, stepped on Qingyang Shengzi's head.

It's like Mount Tai pressing down on the top.

It's Wanteng.

Under the command of Emperor Qitian, he engulfed another million golden elixir Dzogchen gods.

Turning into a giant foot, it trampled Qingyang Shengzi severely.

Qingyang Shengzi let out a muffled snort, and coughed up blood again, the anger in his eyes could not be concealed.

"Wanteng, well done!"

Young Master Wushuang laughed and gave Wan Teng a thumbs up.

Seeing Shengzi Qingyang who couldn't hide his anger, Mr. Wushuang laughed.

"What do you think you're pretending to be?!"

"I've been trampled on now."

"Lynch, how could you humiliate me like this!"

Qingyang Shengzi was furious.

Even suffered a sword and a kick.

Especially Wanteng's kick.

It really doesn't talk about Wude.

Assembling millions of golden elixirs and Dzogchen deities with one blow, it will become a bad thing.

It just turned into a big foot and came over to step on him.

Rao is Qingyang Shengzi knows that this is to provoke him deliberately.

But my uncle can bear it, but my aunt can't bear it.

You can know that the supernatural powers of the five emperors can also transform great demons!

The Holy Son of Qingyang was furious, and the avatars of the five emperors of the five directions surged out again.

Covering the sky and blocking the sun, the anger surged, as if he was going to be possessed by a single thought.

The ground, water, fire, and wind oscillated into five-element mahamudra.

Violently hit Young Master Wu Shuang, Wan Teng, and the Jindan Dzogchen God who was in command behind them.

"You still dare to fight back?!"

"Formation!"

Master Wu Shuang let out a long roar, and he was about to unleash his sword once again.

But the cold and rational voice of Emperor Qitian has already sounded in his mind.

"retreat."

The voice did not fall.

Master Wushuang, Wan Teng, and the Jindan Dzogchen deity they commanded instantly moved to the other side of the eight-door Qingsuo formation.

Instead, it was replaced by an army of magic Buddhas and goddesses.

"The sea of ​​bitterness is boundless, see me later!"

The magic Buddha hangs high in the starry sky, mad and crazy, and shouted loudly.

Behind him, the millions of golden elixirs and Dzogchen deities instantly turned into a sea of ​​blood.

The sea of ​​blood is boundless.

The five-element big handprint blasted by Qingyang Shengzi fell into it.

Immediately, it was like a mud cow entering the sea.

disappeared without a trace.

Soaring into the sky, blood seeps through the starry sky.

Qingyang Shengzi's pupils shrank, obviously he did not expect Lynch to have mastered such an almost demon-like method.

Absolutely insane, too evil, and frightening.

Subconsciously take a step back.

But behind her, the Goddess had already attacked and killed her silently.

Shining like light, like an assassin, he slapped Qingyang Shengzi on the back.

A palm fell.

Godmother doesn't care if she hits or not.

Its wings droop like a thunderstorm.

Enveloped by the Godmother and the millions of golden elixir Dzogchen gods under his command, they retreated into the eight sects of Qingsuo formation again.

Qingyang Shengzi screamed in shock, staggered on his feet, groaned, bleeding from his mouth and nose.

Just about to turn back and fight the Godmother.

But in the next second, the sky and the earth are in all directions.

Four more figures roared over.

Yuelao, Lord Xinling, Li Qizi, and Gao Tianyou each led an army of one million.

Under the command of Emperor Qitian, mobilize the power of the eight green cables.

The commander integrated the power of the Dzogchen of millions of golden elixirs.

In the realm of Jindan, an attack comparable to that of the baby Dzogchen broke out.

Roaring star sea, boiling void.

Knife, gun, stick, halberd!

Four weapons as big as mountains are like light.