Chapter 211 Jinyang Taoist

Ye Chen formed an alliance with the monks of the Nan family, Mo family and Xin family. If he wanted to enter the inheritance cave and fish in troubled waters, he naturally had more companions, and the safer he would have, the more he would have gained.

Fairy Xiaoyue led her Fuhua Palace, and Lin Kongkong led the monks of the Lin family to form an alliance with Ye Chen and the others.

But now, Du Ziteng and Jiang Xukong openly wooed each other, and looked at Ye Chen's contemptuous look. His arrogant attitude made him extremely unhappy and he took action directly.

He suddenly appeared in the sky, came to Du Ziteng, and punched him in the abdomen.

Du Ziteng's expression changed, and he reacted quickly. The power of the great way spread out and began to circulate the way of heaven. His body moved in the 'trajectory of Tao', illusory, and was about to avoid Ye Chen's punch.

But he reacted quickly, but Ye Chen punched faster!

"It's a stone's throw away!"

Ye Chen directly used a mutated magical power of space. It was when he united with the six sects to save Xuanqing Sect and saw a supreme strong man performing "Evening the World" that he learned about. With his insight, he also learned this magical power.

As soon as this magical power was used, Ye Chen's fist suddenly magnified infinitely, filling the space, and hit Du Ziteng's abdomen, bent him, bowed into shrimps, and flew backwards.

"how so!"

Jiang Xukong was in front of Du Ziteng. Just a moment ago, he was smiling and looked down on Ye Chen, and at the same time he spoke to win over Fairy Xiaoyue, Lin Kongkong and the others to his side.

However, in a blink of an eye, the Yang Shen cultivator who was despised by him suddenly showed his sharp minions and attacked directly, knocking Du Ziteng backwards.

"Lying down for me, too!"

Ye Chen's eyes were raised, his palm slapped, and a rumbling sound came out. Suddenly, three ancient sacred mountains came from the sky and fell from Jiang Xukong's head.

It is the "falling style" in "Nine Strikes in the Sky"!

This attack was extremely fierce. Three black ancient sacred mountains suppressed them, which was enough to shock the cultivator with low cultivation to death!

"Break it for me!"

Jiang Xukong's eyes flashed with fierce light. Facing the cultivator in the Yangshen realm, even though Ye Chen was gifted, he was not afraid at all. A ball of power of the great way bombarded and penetrated into his own giant ship magic weapon.

Suddenly, the giant ship also showed its sharpness, and it was actually a semi-immortal weapon!

Buzz buzz...buzz buzz...

A sound of ghosts and howling sounded, and the giant ship burst out with a blazing golden light, which hit Ye Chen violently. At the same time, a ball of golden light hit, bombarding the three ancient sacred mountains that were landing down.

Ye Chen's eyes flashed, and a white stream of light violently shot out, bombarding the giant ship of the semi-immortal level.

Dong!

After a loud noise, the giant ship actually swayed violently!

Suddenly, many monks on the giant ship who had not had time to leave were all squirting blood, and monks at the Yangshen realm exploded into blood mist.

As for the cultivators in the Yuanshen realm, they were seriously injured and were depressed.

"What magic weapon is the white streamer that Chen Haonan made?"

Nan Qi'an, Mo Yufeng and Xin Shihui secretly smuggled into a cold sweat, and was shocked by Ye Chen's peerless combat power.

As for Fairy Xiaoyue and Lin Kongkong and the others, they were incredibly shocked, and were shocked by Ye Chen's might and could not speak.

Just when Ye Chen and Du Ziteng and Jiang Xukong fought, some amazing changes were also taking place in the depths of the huge blue light column.

This is a continuous mountain range, and it is difficult to see the end. There are towering ancient trees everywhere, dense forests are everywhere, and there is a primitive appearance. Obviously, there are few people who set foot here.

It was already midnight now.

The night was as thick as ink, and it should have been pitch black, but the mountain range was as bright as day. On a giant peak of thousands of feet high, a blue light beam penetrated the sky, sprinkling the sky with its radiance, illuminating the radius of thousands of miles.

The blue light column is connected to the sky and the earth, and is nearly a hundred feet thick. At this moment, it is constantly shrinking and expanding, just like life, swallowing the vitality of heaven and earth and tempering the essence of moonlight.

"The treasure is about to be born!"

"This treasure must be of high level. If we can succeed, our Zilin Sect will definitely become a first-class sect!"

"The elders in the sect have received the news and they will come soon. We only need to hold back the monks from other sects and prevent them from snatching the treasures."

Thousands of miles away from the blue light column, thousands of monks dressed in different styles looked excited and ready to try, wanting to grab the treasure as soon as possible.

Seeing that the treasure was revealed, the atmosphere among these monks became solemn, staring at each other, worried about being attacked.

Above the huge peak, the blue light column suddenly shrank rapidly, condensed into a hazy green halo in the air, illuminating the space of several feet.

"It's a tripod!" The sharp-eyed monk shouted excitedly.

Many monks had already explored their spiritual consciousness towards the blue halo, but found that the spiritual consciousness seemed to be trapped in a mud, extremely difficult; on the contrary, some monks with excellent eyesight were the first to discover it.

In the green halo is a three-legged bronze tripod full of ancient meaning and runes, flowing in the hazy green light. Although it is only five feet high, its momentum is condensed, giving people a mountain-like pressure, subconsciously trying to avoid sight.

As we all know, magic weapons such as flags, mirrors, tripods, towers, etc. are the most difficult to sacrifice among all treasures, but there is no doubt that once such treasures are successfully sacrificed, their power will be unimaginable.

Most monks were excited and nervous, and their eyes looked at the bronze tripod were extremely hot. Some mature and persistent monks could not calm down and moved forward. The atmosphere in the field became tense, and a big battle seemed inevitable!

The three-legged bronze tripod floated and swayed in the green light, and suddenly swayed like water waves, twisting, and actually showed a vague human form in the green light.

"Change? This treasure tripod actually turned into a human form!" A monk exclaimed incredible.

"Can it transform? This is at least a treasure of the Taoist instrument level..."

The monks who were still ecstatic just now seemed to see the most terrifying thing, their faces turned blue, their voices trembled, and their ecstasy turned into deep fear!

The way of heaven is the most selfless, and everything has the opportunity to cultivate and form and turn into a human body. The blue cauldron in front of you can turn into a human body, obviously its magic power is extremely high, and it is not something these people can compete with.

"Escape!" These monks did not have the intention to seize treasures. They rushed one by one, set up a light of escape, and ran away like a desperate attempt.

The figure transformed by the Qingding is a Taoist in the green robe with a straight face and a tall crown on his head. There was a small Tai Chi pattern between his eyebrows, which appeared vividly, and the Yin and Yang fish on it was unstable.

He didn't even look at the escaped monks. He bounced his fingers and shot them, and the sharp green lights of substantial cutting through the air, catching up with the monks who were leaving. After screaming, these people disappeared.

The Taoist in Qinglang turned his head and knelt down to the east void, saying, "The Taoist Lord is above, and the disciple is the Golden Yang Cauldron. After the Taoist Lord is loved, he can cultivate himself into a human body and hope to achieve the supreme Taoist. From today on, I will call myself the Golden Yang Taoist Lord."

Taoist Jin Yang respectfully kowtowed, and as soon as he got up, he felt a sank on his head. A huge force instantly locked him. When he looked up, his expression changed drastically: "Ninety-nine No Return Soul-Destroying Great Heavenly Tribulation?"

The heavenly tribulation is a great disaster that all humans and alien practitioners have to face. They create something out of nothing and come from nothing. As long as their cultivation level reaches its level, they may appear at any time. They are unpredictable and will not even have the chance to prepare.

Looking above my head from afar, Wuwei Man's expression kept changing, and finally sighed: "My life is over!"
Chapter completed!