Chapter seven hundred and fifty seventh one sword
The treasure canopy was dim for a moment, the old force had not been removed, and the new force had not been born.
"Click!"
This time, the sword energy directly penetrated through the canopy light curtain and penetrated into the body of the ancestor Liantian.
"puff!"
The old ancestor Liantian who was entangled with Thunder was once again penetrated by sword energy. The injury was even worse, and the surface of the skin actually cracked, and blood mixed with sword energy and lightning ejected out.
"Taking the momentum?"
Yi Ming shook the corner of his mouth, "I see how much blood you still have to spray."
After the words came to his eyes, he glanced at the treasure gaze that was sparsely sparsely and less than ten pearls were left. Yi Ming tightened his hand and the Tianming sword turned into ten thousand sword lights. The sword light was flashing with thunder and current light, which actually perfectly merged the sword energy and thunder, rolling down with the great momentum of heaven and earth.
The old ancestor Liantian's face turned dark.
The Seven Volcanoes are close at hand, and the teleportation array is right in front of him, but his efforts to return to the Shengzhou Refining Heaven were like fishing for the moon in the well, and it was difficult to achieve...
He activated the origin himself, blocked his body, repelled his clone, shook open the holy-level magic weapon, and also used the Great Technique of Refining Heaven and Earth to cover the passage of defense against the retreat in advance.
If the opponent only uses secret methods to intercept, and when he breaks his natural path to refining the heaven, he will have already landed in the teleportation array back to the Heavenly Sacred Continent and destroyed the teleportation array there.
However, I never expected that Yi Ming would actually have a holy-level magic weapon, and it was a thunder-type magic weapon that attacked unparalleled.
The terrifying Thunder Realm broke through its own realm in a short time, plotting against the weak self, and blocking its own way.
Then...after a set of combos, it's like this...
He was seriously injured, his meridians were broken, and his origin was consumed.
The origin was triggered twice, one was to break away from the other party's grasp, and the other was to break through the divine light cage. The ancestor Liantian did not dare to keep his strength at all, resulting in the origin being severely damaged and consumed half of it.
At this moment, the ancestor Liantian no longer had the capital to activate the origin.
To trigger the origin, if it is blocked again, he will not even have the qualification to self-destruct.
What about self-destruction?
The ancestor Liantian's eyes were so angry that he felt that he was possessed by a star.
What's the situation! It's just a fight with a monk who is in the early stage of the Cave Void. In less than two months of fighting, he actually reached the point where he was about to explode and die together?
"ah!"
Seeing the sword light covering the sky, in the gap between the sword light and the thunder, the ancestor Liantian also saw a white and tender figure holding a small flag flying towards him quickly.
The Elder Ancestor Liantian no longer dared to hesitate.
He lived for ten thousand years, integrated evil skills, and sacrificed the living creatures, but did not want to die. His path has not yet reached its end. He can continue to practice and grow. It is too worthwhile to die here.
So the ancestor Liantian roared angrily, regardless of his broken body meridians, directly activated 90% of the remaining source again.
Give up the threat of self-destruction and death, and only seek to have a glimmer of hope.
"As long as people are alive, I can restore my old view again!" The ancestor Liantian felt fierce in his heart, "Didn't I recover in a short time when facing such a terrifying sword? Today's injury is just a matter of spending more time and refining more continents."
Yi Ming's eyes condensed.
The explosion of the Ancestor Liantian this time is even more powerful than the previous two times.
The nine thunder soldiers were knocked away in an instant, scattered without a trace, and the Xuan Lei Gun was blown out for three thousand miles. The clone was knocked away before he even got close to the White Flag of Li Tianfei.
Yi Ming, who held the Tianming Sword, endured the strongest attack from the Ancestor Liantian.
Yi Ming groaned, and the flesh and blood in his body collapsed and he was already injured.
Although these injuries improved rapidly with the blessing of "The Book of Creation" and the thick true essence, Yi Ming could not continue to attack with the explosion of the Ancestor Liantian.
A series of natural auras of refining the sky, like waves and anger, came. Even if Yi Ming activated the "The True Body of the Ancient God" and the Infinite Sword Aura, he still retreated step by step under the impact of the refining the sky.
The ancestor Liantian finally looked up and looked at Yi Ming fiercely.
He did not speak harshly, and he practiced to their current realm. It would be too low to speak harshly, but Yi Ming could completely understand his meaning from the eyes of the ancestor Liantian.
For thousands of years, this revenge will never stop!
Yi Ming responded to the ancestor Liantian with a smile.
"Um?"
The ancestor Liantian had just stepped into the Qihuo Mountain. When he saw Yi Ming's expression, his pupils suddenly shrank, and his heart was filled with a bell.
"boom!"
A series of secret soul techniques spanned space and time, and rushed into the true spiritual sea of consciousness of the ancestor Liantian.
"You have been seriously injured and have used 95% of the original power. Although you still have strong external skills, you are actually doing it with the strong external skills."
Yi Ming's faint voice came into the mind of the ancestor Liantian, and the ancestor Liantian was already stiff and lost his ability to move.
"boom!"
"call out!"
"Heaven Spirit Soul-killing Arrow"!
"Yuanhua Du Zhen Fu Seal"!
"Soul-killing Sword"!
"Tong Silk Mesh"!
"Soul-Suppressing Nail"!
"Divine Thunder Destroy"!
More than a dozen secret soul techniques were almost indiscriminately bombarded into the sea of consciousness of the ancestor Liantian. Even with Yi Ming's ability, he felt his brain hurt and dizzy.
And what about the ancestor Liantian?
Using the nine-cost source, the old ancestor Liantian, who was already strong outside and at the end of his strength, faced with Yi Ming's strong attack on the secret soul technique, his sea of consciousness was directly broken in his mind.
"puff!"
A mouthful of essence and blood spurted out. The ancestor Liantian felt a huge shock in his mind, a headache was about to break, and the entire soul sea of consciousness was already blank.
Soul secret technique, yes, soul secret technique!
I was seriously injured, and although the other party and I spent two months together, they were not seriously injured. Although they were also consumed, they would not even be able to use the secret soul technique.
only……
However, the ancestor Liantian never thought that Yi Ming could still use more than a dozen holy-level soul secret techniques in one breath.
This made the spiritual power he used to protect his true spirit collapse at once.
...
Everyone saw the scene of the scene where the ancestor Liantian vomited blood by Yi Ming.
The monks in the four continents were cheering and thunderous, and some of the monks who practiced the heavenly path quietly approached the Seven Volcanoes from another direction, while the other part quietly moved towards the outskirts of the sea.
"You can't let them leave!"
"Term all efforts to stop those who are preparing to escape from the sea, and those others want to escape with the teleportation array in the Seven Volcanoes? It's really a matter of seeking death!"
The formation of the Tianyan Divine Sect opened, and qi swelled up to the sky, blocking the cultivators of the Heavenly Refining Way who retreated to the outer sea.
Before the monks who were about to sneak into the Seven Volcanoes approached, they felt a white look in front of them, trapped in it by a flying white divine light that was rolling like a tide, covering thousands of miles.
...
The clone trapped half of the cultivator of the Litian Dao with the Litian Fei White Flag. Yi Ming glanced at the old ancestor Liantian who was depressed and had a broken sea of consciousness. He wiped the corner of his mouth and pointed a sword in his hand.
Chapter completed!