Chapter 684: Golden-winged Roc, the first test of the bull's knife

The Emperor's Liquid is 129,600 miles away, and it takes a full hour to go. No wonder the ancient spirits from the outer realm will come here. They must have been able to swallow this Emperor's Liquid. People do not recognize it, so they thought they were driving the light rain here, and called it the light soul rain.

At this time, the sky was rolling dark clouds, like thousands of horses galloping. From near to far to the end, endless rain of light fell in the air.

These Emperor Liuji slowly fell into the weak water, and the waves did not flash, melted as soon as they entered the water, and disappeared without a trace.

The light rain is so strong, the wind is roaring, the sea of ​​clouds is turbulent, the waves are rolling, and the world and all things form an extremely magnificent picture. People can't help but be moved and unable to do so. In front of the great power of heaven and earth, everything is so small.

At this time, someone cultivator in the clouds shouted:

"Here, here, the ancient spirit demons are here."

Under the sky full of dark clouds and roaring with the strong wind, the wind is getting stronger and stronger. In this wind, in the light rain, in the distant sky, countless colorful light beasts gradually flew out with the strong wind. The colorful light beasts are driving the endless wind and flying in this light rain. They fly while shouting, while devouring these imperial juices falling from the sky.

They control the strong wind, which supports them. The two are mutually reborn and support each other, and immediately cover the sky.

These ancient spirits are actually a strange life outside the domain. Like the evil ghosts they killed in the Netherworld, they are spiritual civilization creatures with no body-free devils and ghost puppets.

Yu Jingxin looked at the various ancient spirits flying all over the sky and said:

"This is the fourth Jingyunyu Xuanshan Mountain of Taixuan Mountain. Brother, let's go. As long as you catch an ancient spirit demon spirit, you will be teleported outside Taixuan Mountain and you will never be able to enter. You can only come in after an hour. We will meet again at that time.

Remember, only ancient spirit demon spirits that have successfully transformed can be used as sword spirits. Don’t touch those ancient spirit demon spirits that have not transformed, otherwise they will be teleported out."

Yu Zecheng nodded and said:

"Okay, let's go."

At this time, some immortal cultivators jumped into the storm and storm, and went to capture their favorite ancient spirit demon spirits, and countless sword lights jumped into the dark sky.

Yu Zecheng rose up with his sword, and he also entered the light soul rain. He was swept by this gale wind, and the whistling wind was whistling all over his ears, and the endless Kan water energy invaded his whole body. The five senses of human beings were all reduced to one extreme, and he could only rely on the weakened spiritual sense to fly and find the way.

But for Yu Zecheng, it is like walking on a flat ground, whether it is the sword art of the vast sea and the sky, or the great divine thought art of the transcendence through the air. Under their role, everything in the Kunji Kan Lingfeng is vivid in my mind, and it is extremely clear. Kunji Kan Lingfeng is completely like he does not exist, which is too simple for him.

Under Yu Zecheng's sensing, he watched the monks struggling forward in the Kunji Kan Spirit Wind. Someone lost his five senses and followed the ancient spirit demon spirit, gradually lost his direction and entered the weak water range. He immediately screamed, unable to control his sword, fell from the air, sinking into the weak water, without a trace.

Some monks chased after him. In a big battle, they finally caught an ancient spirit demon spirit. A white light flashed, and the people and monsters disappeared, and were teleported out of this Taixuan Mountain.

Yu Zecheng slowly observed the ancient spirit demon spirit in the sky, and found that they were divided into three forms. The first one was the ordinary ancient spirit demon spirit. They had no shape, no, they should be said to have no fixed shape, they were completely nothingness, or a ball of photoelectricity, colorful, and their shapes changed randomly and had no intelligence. As the storm chased and devoured the Emperor's Fluid Slurry, as the storm of devouring the Emperor's Fluid Slurry increased, their bodies slowly began to appear in fixed shapes, but they were a little confused when blown by the storm.

The second type is the ancient spirit demon spirit that absorbs countless emperor flowing juices, and when it appears, it is the body fixed and transformed successfully, the python with a horn, the fox with a nine-tail, the cow with a leg, the bird with a leg, and the crow with a three-legged crow. These ancient spirit demon spirit demon spirit have their names in the strange ambitions, such as the sea dragon, the nine-tailed fox, the stacked cow, Bi Fang, and the golden crow. These are all divine beasts from the ancient times of the prehistoric times.

They have their own wisdom. In addition to devouring the Emperor's Liquid in the air, they will also devour the ancient spirit demon spirits without fixed forms. Sometimes, they will even secretly attack the cultivators and swallow their flesh and blood. As long as they catch them, they can be refined into sword spirits.

The last type of ancient spirit demon spirit is a terrifying creature. They are high above and unworthy to chase the imperial liquor all over the sky. They are like extremely majestic kings, staring at everything in the gale wind. Those formed ancient spirit demon spirit demon spirits shivered when they see them and avoid them from afar.

This ancient spirit demon is located in the sky, arrogant and powerful, and their bodies have been completely materialized, just like the gods and demons in the prehistoric world returning to this world again.

The flames soar to the sky are the golden crow, the golden-winged roc bird covers the sky, the colorful rays are the peacock king, the huge orangutan is the Zhu Yan, the nine-headed one stands proudly, the willow with wings are better than fire, the pheasant with human-faced pig body, the croaker with singing like mandarin orange, and the snake with eagle-winged wings.

Yu Zecheng looked at these strange beasts that were high above. This was his goal. He raised his sword and shuttled through the endless Kunjikan spirit wind and flew towards a golden-winged roc standing proudly in the sky.

The golden-winged roc spread its wings and shook it, which was ten miles in size. It looked proudly at Yu Zecheng who was flying towards it without any intention of retreating. In its eyes, this was a mantis arm that was chariot, not knowing how to live or die.

Seeing Yu Zecheng getting closer and closer, it suddenly sounded a long sound, and Yu Zecheng was immediately in a terrifying and violent aura. The endless gale of wind and the chaotic world qi burst out in it.

In the midst of the thunder and lightning, Yu Zecheng felt that the gale of wind suddenly became extremely violent when the roar was roaring. The water of Kan was like a needle, like ice, and was constantly pressing Yu Zecheng's body. Although the sword light protected the body and blocked the water of Kan was outside the body, the extremely cold seemed to penetrate directly into the bones.

Suddenly, the golden-winged Roc bird spread its wings and hit it, and hundreds of golden-winged feathers flew down its body, turning into hundreds of golden lights and stabbing Yu Zecheng. These hundred feathers were extremely clever, blocking Yu Zecheng's retreat paths in front of him and behind him. One blow would cost human life.

The golden-winged roc bird can't even see it. Such a monk who doesn't know how to live or die has killed several people before, but they are all vulnerable. As long as they are attacked, they will die.

Suddenly, a wave of light flashed, and his hundreds of feathers completely fell into nothing. The powerful enemy disappeared without a trace.

The Golden-winged Roc was stunned. Although it had fought countless other soul beasts and had killed several monks, those monks were only a few, and it had never encountered this real master.

In an instant, Yu Zecheng took a thousand miles, and his body teleported to the head of the golden-winged roc, and began to control his own fake baby power.

Suddenly, in Yu Zecheng's dantian, the four fake babies opened their eyes together, and a powerful force appeared in an instant. These four fake babies transformed into swords with their bodies, and the way of Chenyang turned into sword light prisons. The killing power turned into sword lights, the power of stars turned into sword lights, and the power of the gathering and dispersion turned into sword Xiaoyao.

At the same time, the bloodline power turned into sword heart wisdom, and the power of thunder turned into sword flying wings. However, these two kinds of powers of the heavenly way have not been completed, and they cannot be fake infants transformed into swords. They need to control the real flying sword Xinhui sword and the flying wing sword to cooperate with the other four Yuanying's techniques of transforming infants into swords.

In an instant, the six swords merged into one, and Yu Zecheng transformed into a dove and rushed towards the golden-winged roc.

The golden-winged roc bird suddenly trembled when he saw the sword dove, and his fear broke. He turned around and wanted to escape, but it was too late. A lightning suddenly cut through the dark sky and slashed the golden-winged roc bird.

The golden-winged roc bird was hit immediately. As soon as the golden-winged roc bird spread out, it emitted countless shinings, and then the lightning flashed across its body, turning into a ball of black fog in an instant.

The black fog was still squirming, as if trying to restore it to the shape of a golden-winged roc. Yu Zecheng lifted the sword dove and flashed, and the person had already penetrated into the black fog. He was innately captured and grabbed it. Suddenly, the black fog was grabbed by Yu Zecheng, locked tightly, and then included in the Pangu world.

This attack seems simple, but it was Yu Zecheng's hard practice over the years. The fake infant and dou were realized by watching the sword marks of the ancestor Wang Yinyang of Zhongxing, and under the guidance of the old man Jian, and developed the sword technique of the six heavenly paths combined with the second sword dou.

The fake Jiuhuan sword was Yu Zecheng's technique of refining natal magic weapons taught by the Immortal Qin Cave Dharma Spirit, and first tested his fake baby and transformed it into a sword. This transformation far exceeded the expectations of the Zhongxing ancestor Wang Yinyang and the old man Jian. Yu Zecheng embarked on a path that his predecessors had not taken.

Yu Zecheng has not refined his natal magic weapon for a long time. He wants to refine this natal magic weapon after he turns himself into the Nascent Soul, so that the natal magic weapon transformed by the Pangu world will be even more powerful.

When this sword was hit, Yu Zecheng was very sad because the moment this sword was hit, Yu Zecheng actually retracted nine-tenths of the power. The blood power and the power of thunder were not fake infants, and they could not turn the infant into a sword. They could only use the Flying Winged Sword he refined, and the Xinhui Sword used such a blow, but these two flying swords could not bear the power of his sword, forcing Yu Zecheng to retract ninety percent of his power.

But this complete power is enough. With one sword, the golden-winged roc that spreads ten miles will be killed like this, making it extremely easy. If this sword uses ten thousand strength, the power will be unimaginable.

This feeling of not being able to use all his strength makes Yu Zecheng feel unhappy. Even if he kills a powerful enemy, he will not smile at all.
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