Fantasy_ Taking on the son of destiny as a disciple and conquering the world forever

The holy weapon was damaged. Yu Xin groaned and turned slightly pale.

Yu Xin pinched the Dao Jue with her hands, and her expression returned to normal in an instant. She looked at the black vortex in front of her and said coldly: “The Dao Sutra you practice is probably not weaker than the Feathering Immortal Sutra! Moreover, it is extremely consistent with your Heaven-Swallowing Demonic Body. Taoist Scripture! No wonder I can exert such terrifying strength. Even if my realm is higher, it will not be easy to kill you! It seems that I can only use some extraordinary means!”

After saying this, Yu Xin gently opened her palm, and a small black gold cauldron about an inch in size appeared in her palm. It was imprinted with various ancient and mysterious forbidden runes, as if it were sealing some kind of great terror.

With the injection of Yu Xin’s divine power, the lid of the small black gold cauldron opened automatically, and dark black blood spilled out like a big river. The strong smell of stench and decay filled every corner of the world, vaguely exuding some deep and vast atmosphere. The holy power of death.

The dark black blood swept towards the black vortex that Fang Qinghan had transformed into. Wherever it passed, the heaven and earth collapsed and destroyed uncontrollably, and were completely transformed.

“This is the holy king’s tainted blood that I accidentally got from a holy king’s tomb. It can taint the divine soul and Taoist soldiers. Even if a saint is contaminated, he will die! I wonder if your sky-swallowing demon body can withstand this. Invasion of the Saint King’s tainted blood?” Yu Xin’s voice came out from afar, with the unique confidence of a superior person in it.

“brush!”

Suddenly, a simple and natural cauldron flew out from the black vortex, with two ears and two arms, four legs holding down the four elephants, the eight-sided cauldron was imprinted with mysterious Bagua runes, and the bottom was imprinted with a Tai Chi diagram surrounded by two yin and yang fish. , the whole cauldron is filled with the aura of returning to the origin, and seems to be able to refine the heavens and the world.

Qiankun Ding!

At this time, the Qiankun Cauldron was still somewhat illusory, but it erupted with a devouring force that was many times more terrifying than the Heaven-Swallowing Demonic Body. It instantly swallowed up all the blood of the Holy King that covered the sky and the sun, and restored the bright world.

Yu Xin shook his head slightly and sneered: “It’s useless! Even if the holy soldiers are contaminated with the holy king’s blood, they will be scrapped on the spot! This ancient tripod of yours doesn’t even have holy power…”

“Buzz!”

Before Yu Xin finished speaking, she heard a huge buzzing sound coming from the Qiankun Cauldron, and the blood-stained aura of the Holy King completely disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, a drop of crystal clear red blood flew out from the Qiankun Cauldron, exuding majestic energy fluctuations.

“This is impossible!”

Yu Xin’s pupils shrank slightly and she couldn’t help but exclaimed.

This big cauldron is so weird. It actually directly refined the Saint King’s tainted blood into a drop of Saint King’s essence and blood, and also removed the Holy Power from it, leaving only the purest and mildest attributeless energy, which can be directly used by others. absorb!

The sky-swallowing vortex disappeared, and Fang Qinghan, who was in a white dress and more than snow, reappeared in the sky. He stepped on the Qiankun Cauldron and swallowed the drop of the holy king’s essence and blood into his belly in one gulp. His breath rose rapidly and he reached the peak of the god king in the blink of an eye. There is only one step away from the realm of the God Emperor.

Fang Qinghan raised his eyes to look at Yu Xin and said with some expectation: “Holy King Dirty Blood is such a good baby! Do you have any more?”

Yu Xin’s pretty face was filled with sadness, and she ignored Fang Qinghan’s inquiry and said coldly: “This ancient cauldron does not contain holy power, but it can refine the tainted blood of the Holy King. Its value is probably no less than that of the Quasi-Emperor Soldier! Kill!” If I leave you, this ancient cauldron will belong to me!”

Fang Qinghan responded calmly: “You want to kill me, but you are not worthy!”

“Really? I can become the Taoist disciple of the Yuhua Immortal Dynasty, how can I not have some trump cards?”

Yu Xin sounded confident of winning, and a colorful feather mark appeared in the center of her eyebrows. An old silver-haired old woman flew out from it and landed next to her.

The silver-haired old woman was holding a purple-gold crutch in her hand, exuding a vast holy power. She was the incarnation of a saint’s spiritual thoughts!

Moreover, this is no ordinary saint, her aura is chasing the Holy King!

Yu Xin bowed slightly to the silver-haired old woman and said in a cold tone: “Holy Ancestor Zi Li, this is our great enemy of the Yuhua Immortal Dynasty, Fang Qinghan! The Taoist scriptures that this person practices are not weaker than the Yuhua Immortal Sutra, and he has a treasure To protect her body, I have used the blood of the Holy King but failed to do anything to her, please ask Holy Ancestor Zi Li to kill this person!”

“It turns out it’s her! If I can get rid of this woman for the Yuhua Immortal Dynasty, it won’t be a big loss for me to take action this time!”

The silver-haired old woman’s cloudy eyes showed cold murderous intent. She slapped a palm towards Fang Qinghan, and a purple thunder turned into a purple electric thunder dragon and left her hand, exuding the terrifying holy power that destroyed the world. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Fang Qinghan.

As soon as he struck out, the incarnation of the silver-haired old woman’s spiritual thoughts disappeared silently between heaven and earth.

All the energy of this spiritual incarnation was exhausted just to deliver the strongest blow, enough to kill most saints.

With the crisis approaching, Fang Qinghan’s expression remained as cold as ever, with the world under his feet

The two yin-yang fish at the bottom quickly rotated, and the mouth of the tripod was like a bottomless ruin before the chaos opened, forcibly swallowing the Purple Lightning Thunder Dragon into it.

“Buzz!”

The Qiankun Cauldron trembled slightly, and the runes on its ears, four legs, and eight faces instantly lit up, filling the air with the aura of returning to the original path, which seemed to be able to melt all worlds.

The next quarter of an hour, the Qiankun Cauldron returned to peace.

Fang Qinghan forcefully used the Qiankun Cauldron to receive the blow. His face was as pale as paper. He raised his hand and struck at the Qiankun Cauldron. A pure energy from the heaven and earth flew out and merged into her body, instantly revitalizing her energy and spirit. Back to the top.

“How is it possible? How could there be such a treasure in the three thousand worlds?” Yu Xin exclaimed, her clear eyes full of fear.

“Is this the trump card of Yuhuaxian Chao Daozi? I am so disappointed!”

Fang Qinghan shook his head gently, and the Qiankun Ding locked Yu Xin firmly, vibrated slightly, and once again erupted with a terrifying devouring force.

Yu Xin suddenly changed color, and the colorful light feather marks in the center of her eyebrows began to beat violently. A huge force of luck turned into light feathers all over the sky and enveloped her body, transcending time and space, and blocking the invasion of thousands of avenues. .

At this critical moment, Yu Xin used the Yuhua Immortal Dynasty’s ten-thousand-year luck protection body at all costs in an attempt to prevent the Qiankun Cauldron from being devoured.

However, it is in vain!

In just a moment, Yu Xin’s state of transcending time and space was broken, and she was sucked into the Qiankun Cauldron along with the light feathers of luck all over the sky.

“Buzz!”

The Qiankun Cauldron trembled slightly, and Yu Xin and the Yuhua Immortal Dynasty’s ten thousand years of luck were refined into the purest source energy of heaven and earth, and completely dissipated between heaven and earth.

Yu Xin, the Taoist disciple of the Yuhua Immortal Dynasty, fell like this!

In addition, the Yuhua Immortal Dynasty also lost ten thousand years of luck out of thin air!

Tens of thousands of divine radiances and the majestic ocean-like original energy of heaven and earth flew out of the Qiankun Cauldron, and blended into Fang Qinghan’s Dao foundation like water and milk. There was a vague humming sound coming from Fang Qinghan’s body, like It was as if some kind of shackles had been broken, and the breakthrough to the realm of the God Emperor was a matter of course.

Not only that, Fang Qinghan’s power of luck also skyrocketed. Nourished by the majestic power of luck, the Qiankun Ding became more solid.

Fang Qinghan used the secret technique of the Devouring Immortal Demon Scripture to re-mark the destiny of the Yuhua Immortal Dynasty, identified the direction below, turned into a ray of immortal light and escaped, continuing to hunt new targets.