Chapter five hundred and eighteen: Cup Mo stop
"Bang!"
With a light sound, the wine jar that was thrown away was smashed on the ground, and a few fine wine that had not yet been drunk splashed out, causing a few more wisps of drunkenness to be found in the void, but it still could not cover the cold murderous intent and the passionate fighting spirit.
"One move of agreement, life and death without regrets!"
As the sword wine entered his body, Wu Xiong felt the blood rolling in his body, and the true energy surged. The five declines of heaven and man who had descended from the three disasters seemed to dissipate in this moment. The golden light of the holy body of enlightenment flashed brightly, making Wu Xiong feel as if he had returned to a thousand years ago, and had become the self who was circling the world and looking down on the world again.
Knowing the reason, Wu Xiong's fighting spirit was even higher, and the power of the Saint Body of the Tao suddenly reached its peak. It was a respect for the person in front of him and a proof of himself.
"Come!"
With a long roar, Wu Xiong stepped out heavily, and a dazzling golden light bloomed around his body, making him like a scorching sun, with unparalleled power bursting out, raising up waves in the void. Even the battlefield barrier set up by the saints together was violently shaken, and it seemed that he could not bear the might of this holy body.
Such a scene made the saints who were just planning to intervene in this battle, and couldn't help but stop at this moment, staring at Wu Xiong in the battlefield in a daze. Finally, they sighed and took action to strengthen the battlefield barrier again. Then they stood quietly, waiting for the result of this battle.
Only the Dharma Master who quietly retreated to the rear and was standing side by side with the Son of Taiyi at this moment saw this, his expression suddenly sank, and sent a voice to the Son of Taiyi and said, "Son of God, this Wu Xiong is really going to fight to the death. After this battle, no matter what victory or defeat, his life that has been surviving will no longer exist. I don't know if he can drag that person into Jiuyou before he dies."
Hearing this, the son of Taiyi's eyes narrowed, and then he said coldly: "This person is a great enemy of our Shenzong and a confidant. No matter what the victory or defeat of this battle, you must not let this life be left here today."
"Yeah!" Hearing this, Fazun's eyes also condensed, and he finally nodded and said, "I understand."
"very good!"
...
Wu Xiong was not aware of the outside world's planning and planning. At this moment, there was only the person in front of him, the last opponent in this life, the person who walked on the path of enlightenment with him.
The blood in the body was boiling, surging, and burning, completely igniting the last and most powerful force of this holy body of enlightenment, causing Wu Xiong to return to the peak again, the peak thousands of years ago.
But because of this, the origin of the great way in his body began to dissipate rapidly and was about to reach the irreversible limit.
Wuxiong knew that if he did this, no matter whether he won or lost in this battle, his life would end and he would completely fall into the abyss of death that would never be restored.
But he had no idea of stopping at all, because he had already disgusted, hated the thousand-year-old lingering life, and hated the dying life like a walking corpse.
Instead of continuing to be a walking corpse in this world, Wu Xiong would rather burn his last glory on the battlefield and end his life that should have ended long ago!
"This is my reply to you, and I hope you don't let me down!"
Staring at the person in front of him and feeling the sword intent that was also urging to the limit, Wu Xiong let out a long roar, and his fists collided with each other. A golden light like thunder burst out and turned into a golden light column, penetrated the sky, entered the sky, and shocked the nine heavens and ten earths.
"The limit of gods and demons, and the world is in vain"
With a fierce roar, the fighting spirit soared into the sky, Wu Xiong then jumped up and entered the sky, truly turning into a scorching sun, bright light, tearing apart the vast sea of clouds.
"not good!"
Seeing this scene, even the saints were shocked, and they looked shocked. They quickly activated the origin of their own great way. The magic pattern of the great way appeared, covering the entire Ji Yao Palace.
At the same time, everyone in Baiyujing also saw a golden pillar of light soaring into the sky, breaking the sky and entering the nine heavens.
"This is……?"
"That direction is Ji Yao Palace, what exactly happened?"
"Is such a terrifying power actually erupting in Baiyujing? Could it be that the great saint has arrived?"
...
Just as everyone was talking, several powerful auras suddenly appeared in the twelve white jade towers standing in the Baiyujing Capital, rushing out like thunder, heading straight towards the golden light column.
In Ji Yao's palace, she stared at the golden light column that soared into the sky. Ning Yuan didn't say anything, but just drank the wine in the altar.
The sword wine entered the body, and the sword intent was ignited. The green lotus sword song shook with a clang, and a crescendo sounded, causing the thousands of sword weapons standing on the ground in Ji Yao's palace to tremble. The sounds of swords sounded and formed a sword song.
Don’t you see the Yellow River water coming from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning.
Haven't you seen the bright mirror in the high hall sad with white hair, like blue hair in the morning, turning into snow in the evening.
You must be happy when you are in a happy life, and don’t let the golden cup face the moon empty.
I was born with my talents and I would be useful, and I would come back after all my money was lost.
It is fun to cook sheep and slaughter cattle, and you must drink three hundred cups of it at a time.
Master Cen, Danqiu Sheng, don’t stop the glass when you are about to drink.
I will sing a song with you, please listen to it for me.
Bells, drums, delicacies and jade are not expensive, I hope I will never wake up again after being drunk.
Since ancient times, all sages were lonely, and only those who drink were left with their names.
King Chen had a banquet for Pingle in the past, and he ate a lot of fun and cheerful wine.
What does the owner say is that he has little money? He has to buy it and drink it with you.
A horse with a thousand gold fur,
Hu'er will exchange fine wine for you, and will be sold to you forever.
Don't stop drinking...
The poem chants lightly, the sword songs are singing slowly, and the three-foot green edge comes out, and a brilliant sword light is cut out from the sky.
At this moment, the sun and the moon were lost, the heaven and the earth were silent, and in everyone's ears, there were only sword songs, poems were endless, and the sounds were loud and loud.
Finally, with a sword, he tore the sky, slashed the sea of clouds, and entered the golden pillar of light.
"drink!"
At the same time, the Wu Xiong, who turned into the scorching sun, roared up to the sky and roared to the extreme, and had accumulated strength to the peak, rushing out like a sea of anger breaking the dam.
This time, everyone could not see anything, and there was only a bright golden light in their sight, just like the scorching sun disintegrating and the scorching sun collapsed, covering the sky and the sun.
"boom!"
A roar sounded like a thunderbolt, but it failed to spread and it was completely annihilated in the void.
Silently, Ji Yao Palace shook, the palace collapsed, the earth shattered, and it was extremely rolling, causing everyone to be in a state of chaos.
Chapter completed!