Volume 2: Achieving the Nine Heavens and Breaking the Cage Chapter 439 Taoist Yu Ling is very angry!
For Park Dae-tong, the black shadow falling from the sky was moving too fast. It was far away in the sky the moment before, but in the blink of an eye, it had passed by him.
Immediately afterwards, there was a loud noise, the sky roared, and the earth shook!
In front of the gate of Bugulei Sect, a huge deep pit with a diameter of one hundred miles was directly created by the falling black shadow!
Park Dae-tong subconsciously turned his head and looked at his right arm, only to find that his entire right arm had disappeared!
He didn't even touch it. Just because he brushed past the black shadow, he was swept by a stream of air, and his arm, which had reached the great perfection of the Jindan stage, was directly wiped out!
Intense pain and extreme fear erupted in the next moment, and that fear even made Park Dae-tong dare not escape.
He looked at the deep pit below with horror. In the pit, a figure was slowly rising up. His whole body was burning, standing in the fire. His skin was cracked, but it healed quickly under the burning flames.
Inexplicably, in the midst of fear, Park Dae-tong felt a strong sense of familiarity from the figure.
Suddenly, his eyes widened, staring at the person in the pit, and he trembled and said, "Gu...Gu...!"
Because he was too frightened, Park Dae-tong even forgot the severe pain in his arm. He pointed at the man with his only remaining hand and even began to stutter when speaking.
Gu Xiaoxing glanced at Park Datong, took a step forward, and disappeared directly into the deep pit.
Almost in the next moment, a loud roar was heard again in the sky tens of thousands of miles away from Park Dae-tong, as if two meteorites collided, stirring up brilliant rays of light, and then disappeared in an instant.
Park Datong swallowed his saliva and stared blankly into the distance. The feeling in his heart was indescribable. He was sure that the man just now was the leader of the Soul-Devouring Sect, Gu Xiaoxing!
He is... fighting against someone? !
But with that kind of terrifying power, how far has his cultivation reached? !
What kind of existence are you fighting against? !
Park Datong didn't know. He subconsciously turned around and took another look at the huge deep pit that stretched for a hundred miles in front of the sect. He only knew that if the place where Gu Xiaoxing fell was a little forward, the entire Bugulei Sect would be destroyed!
At this moment, Gu Xiaoxing was very annoyed!
Can’t beat!
Even though he used all his skills and brought the Dark God Technique to its extreme, his life level once again leapt several levels and reached the twenty-fifth level of the Ancient Spirit.
But still can’t beat him!
This kind of bombardment between each other may seem like a simple physical confrontation, but in fact both sides are using a variety of techniques at the same time. It is by no means a simple fist-to-flesh fight, but is much more dangerous and intense!
If it weren't for Gu Xiaoxing's huge advantage of the ancient spiritual force field, he would have probably given up long ago.
Raising the life level to the eighteenth level is already the limit that Gu Xiaoxing can achieve by using the Dark God Technique, and he cannot go any higher.
But after a barrage of punches, he was still at a disadvantage!
Gu Xiaoxing was completely furious after being knocked thousands of miles away by Shen Zhulan's punch!
However, he didn't know that Shen Zhulan was even angrier than him!
Again and again, again and again!
In his eyes, Gu Xiaoxing was like an indestructible cockroach. No matter how many times he was blown away, he could always stand up again. No matter how heavy the injuries were, they could heal quickly in the faint flames!
This undoubtedly touched the wound in Shen Zhulan's heart again, because his dead child, the Wood Thunder Method practiced by Shen Liufeng, also had this ability.
But at this moment, this ability appeared on his enemy, and he could not be killed no matter how hard he hit him!
Finally, Shen Zhulan's patience reached its limit. Even if doing so might attract the attention of Lord Xuantian, he would not hesitate!
At this moment, Shen Zhulan had almost lost his mind. He looked at Gu Xiaoxing who was thousands of miles away and stopped chasing him. Instead, he suddenly made a hand gesture and spoke.
"One question... Is there a God above your head?"
What he performed was the divine inquiry technique passed down from the Wen Cang Palace!
Thousands of miles away, Gu Xiaoxing raised his eyes slightly, and while anger was growing in his eyes, they also became more solemn.
He had seen Wen Cang Gong's divine art more than once. This art seemed to be able to draw out the thoughts left by the true gods in the world and bring down great power, which was extremely difficult to deal with.
Seeing a spot of light appearing behind Shen Zhulan, Gu Xiaoxing's face turned fierce and he also made a hand gesture!
In the distance, eighteen huge swords were flying towards them. They were the eighteen slave swords.
At the same time, further away, in the Yu Jian City under the Yu Jian Sect!
Even though the Soul-Devouring Sect's isolated city is developing rapidly, Yu Jian City's position as the number one cultivation city in the small wasteland remains unshakable.
After all, Lonely City was only opened for ten years and has not had the sedimentation of time. In contrast, Yu Jian City already has a history of thousands or even tens of thousands of years, which is far from comparable to the Lonely City today.
It was early morning at this moment, and there were many people in Yu Jian City. Although it was a city for cultivating Taoism, there were quite a few mortals, but the majority were Qi Condensation cultivators.
But whether it is a mortal or a Qi Condensation cultivator, there is still a distinction between day and night.
Unlike the Jindan Yuanying stage, where day and night are normal, one can even go without sleep for hundreds of years.
But for Qi Condensation, this is obviously not enough. Qi Condensation practitioners have not yet condensed their spiritual consciousness, their energy is limited, and the consumption cannot keep up with the recovery. Even if they can spend the night through meditation, they still need sleep occasionally.
So in the early morning in Yu Jian City, it seems that every household has opened their doors early, either to do morning repairs, or to do business, or to get ready to go out to work. This scene of various life situations has a more earthly feel.
But suddenly, the entire Yu Jian City began to shake, interrupting everyone's life rhythm. There was a sudden noise and everyone was confused.
Then, everyone was shocked to see that the more than 6,000 swords on the city walls surrounding the entire Yu Jian City all rose from the ground, turned the sword bodies, and shot towards one direction, disappearing in an instant!
What's happening?!
Everyone was stunned.
In the Yu Jian Sect above, Taoist Xu Ling of Yu Ling suddenly opened his eyes and was also stunned. He wanted to ask something too.
What's happening?!
In the entire Sword Controlling Sect, he was the only one who could control those 6,000+ swords. How could they suddenly fly away on their own?
What surprised him even more was that the speed at which those flying away from the sword was much faster than when he was controlling it. In the blink of an eye, they had already traveled tens of thousands of miles away and completely disappeared from his sight.
Suddenly, Xu Ling's mind moved , he thought of something, and he became furious.
"You little brat, you borrowed eighteen swords from my Sword Controlling Sect and you haven't returned them in more than ten years."
"Now you want to steal all the slave swords?!"
"This is too much!"
Xu Ling couldn't bear it any longer, so he stood up and chased in the direction where the flying swords were going.
He has realized that this is what Gu Xiaoxing did!
In this world, apart from the sword talismans that he controls, only that brat can control these slave swords.
How dare he steal the sword so blatantly? How arrogant! How outrageous!
Xu Ling was about to chase after him and have a good talk with that brat Gu Xiaoxing!
However, the speed of those six thousand swords was much faster than that of Xu Ling who was in the middle stage of Nascent Soul...
On the other side, behind Shen Zhulan, the dots moved into lines, and the lines formed a virtual divine shadow.
When the voice of "I am the true god, calling for Qian Hong" spread in all directions, and when the phantom pointed a finger at Shen Zhulan's brow, his aura suddenly rose wildly.
Gu Xiaoxing's scalp gradually felt numb. As he made some hand gestures, his dark eye opened and his heavenly eye half opened. In his eyes, the phantom formed by the lines was the result of the condensation of his dark thoughts.
As for Shen Zhulan, with the blessing of the True God's dark thoughts, his life level was obviously rising slowly. Although it was not as much as his Dark God Technique, it was at least raised by several levels.
Moreover, based on what Gu Xiaoxing had seen before, this divine art was not just about raising the life level by a few levels, but would also allow one to temporarily obtain the corresponding divine art depending on the true god summoned.
Gu Xiaoxing was very puzzled as to what kind of magic Shen Zhulan would get from the thoughts of this true god who called himself "Qian Hong"!
But no matter what it is, even without that strange magic, Shen Zhulan already has the cultivation base of the late stage of the Spirit Transformation. When his life level is raised several levels again, it will only be more terrifying.
Gu Xiaoxing's eyes narrowed, and without waiting any longer, his mind moved, and the eighteen swords surrounding him moved first, shooting straight towards Shen Zhulan.
For these swordsmen, a distance of thousands of miles is just a snap of the fingers and they arrive in an instant.
It was at this moment that Shen Zhulan's eyes suddenly opened and closed, and it was visible to the naked eye that there seemed to be an extra rune in his eyes. As the rune flashed, the space in front collapsed immediately, pressing down all the flying swords.
Gu Xiaoxing's heart trembled, thinking that something was wrong. Then he saw Shen Zhulan raise his hand and press down, and the sinking sword accelerated its fall until it fell towards the ground below.
This method made Gu Xiaoxing think of his father-in-law Dongfang Yexuan, whose power of space can only be controlled by immortals.
But at the moment, Shen Zhulan was obviously far from reaching that level. Gu Xiaoxing immediately understood that this was the magic that the other party had temporarily obtained from the thoughts of the True God Qianhong!
It’s actually the art of controlling space!
Then he saw Shen Zhulan looking at Gu Xiaoxing, runes flashing in his eyes again, and he raised his hand and shook it from a distance.
Suddenly, Gu Xiaoxing felt that the space around him seemed to solidify, as if it had turned into an indestructible piece of black ice, sealing him inside and making him unable to move at all.
But Gu Xiaoxing still maintained the posture of making hand gestures. Just as Shen Zhulan was about to attack again, a starlight lit up in the distance behind Gu Xiaoxing.
And the next moment, that little star turned into countless stars.
Shen Zhulan narrowed his eyes, and then his pupils shrank slightly. Those were... countless giant swords!
When countless swords flew from behind Gu Xiaoxing and directly shattered the solidified space, he regained his freedom.
But the swords did not stop and continued to stab forward, directly pointing at Shen Zhulan.
What would it mean when more than 6,000 giant swords over 100 feet long flew over?!
It’s overwhelming and terrifying!
Even the slave swords that were shot down below rose up again and combined with the countless slave swords flying over, exactly six thousand five hundred and sixty-one!
And each one exudes an amazing aura!
At this moment, so many amazing giant swords just crushed towards Shen Zhulan in a mighty manner!
