novelaction Chapter 511
Chapter 511
The wind howled.
With the tree as the center, the overly strong blood-colored true energy continuously penetrated the body and turned into a huge vortex covering the whole body.
The roaring vortex of true energy blew away all the debris on the floor of the hall, and even the seemingly endless sea of clouds seemed to be stirred by this huge vortex.
Qiao Mu's true strength, which lasted for more than 18 years, has increased to five times. Now his true strength is like the roaring waves in the sea of clouds, which is comparable to the accumulation of true strength of 80,000 years.
Outside the Lingxiao Palace, the lurking Sword Sect Patriarch looked at this scene from a distance, his eyes twitching slightly:
If the immortal monks break through from the Hedao stage to the Mahayana stage, their magic power will be several times greater than before.
So in front of the Qiao family, this obviously unusual explosive state suddenly erupted into a violent force that was five times more powerful than before.
With such a posture, not to mention the ancestor of the Sword Sect in the Hedao period.
Even the Patriarch Lingxu of the Dao Dao Sect frowned slightly and glanced at the young Patriarch coldly:
"Should you deal with the consequences you caused?"
The young patriarch of the Changsheng Sect can be said to be the source of Jiuzhou's martial arts of refining the gods. He has had a subtle influence on human martial arts for thousands of years, and he is more than just a Qiao family or a Xue family.
If we say that the world of Jiuzhou is the incense pasture of Jiutian Immortal Sect.
Then Jiuzhou Martial Arts is the pasture of the Eternal Life Sect, occasionally interfering, silently disturbing and guiding, just to see what kind of fruits this human martial arts can bear in the future, and then pick it with your own hands.
But at this moment, the young patriarch shook his head:
"It's already here, and you're still testing me?" He looked coldly at Qiao Mu, who was walking step by step in the bloody storm, with a slightly solemn look on his face:
"It has only been more than a thousand years since I created the Immortality Fist, but this person has practiced the Immortality Fist for eighteen thousand years. How can this be the fruit of my cultivation?"
The current head of the Xue family, Xue Changhe, is the most outstanding person that has appeared in the Xue family for more than a thousand years, and is expected to take the Xue family's martial arts to a new stage.
An unrivaled figure like Xue Changhe is the fruit of martial arts that the young Patriarch has been waiting for.
As for the arbor?
This kind of monster that is beyond common sense is not something he can grow.
Eighteen thousand years?
Patriarch Lingxu narrowed his eyes.
The decline of spiritual energy in the world of Kyushu and the great changes in the world are a long-term process that started about ten thousand years ago.
If the Qiao family is said to be 18,000 years old, wouldn't it mean that they are the same people who lived before the great change in the world?
And why the longevity fist from a thousand years ago has more than 18,000 years of attainment, leaving the first generation ancestor far behind...
"Don't worry, you don't have to fight."
The corners of Qiao Mu's mouth curled up to both sides, but traces of blood seeped out from the skin of his face, turning into a real storm that enveloped his whole body.
"You all must die!"
At this moment, a steady stream of true energy is being released from the limbs and bones, and circles of wind pressure are spreading around.
"Tathagata Divine Palm, Heavenly Buddha comes to the world!"
As Qiao Mu took in a sharp breath.
The true storm that was originally enveloped outside the body was like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, and it gathered towards Qiao Mu's body again.
However, this massive amount of true energy did not return to Qiao Mu's body, but quickly gathered into a total of six arms on his upper body.
These new six arms are not flesh and blood organs that grow out of thousands of changes in flesh and blood, but are extremely condensed and powerful arms formed by the accumulation of massive amounts of true energy, showing the shape of blood-colored flames.
"Ten Thousand Buddhas Chaozong!"
The tree stepped heavily under his feet, and his figure swept across in an instant, like a rock separating the waves, and the sea of clouds in front of him parted to both sides.
A total of eight arms seemed to be waving like a violent storm at this moment, and one after another the bloody palms of true strength struck away.
Boom boom boom boom boom!
The dense palm shadows swept past like a mountain and a tsunami, covering both the young Patriarch and the Lingxu Patriarch in the Lingxiao Palace.
In just a moment, the shadows of the two Immortal Patriarchs were almost no longer visible in the Lingxiao Palace.
"Such a profound accumulation of true energy is simply...hard to understand." The young Patriarch frowned deeply.
As the source of Kyushu's martial arts for refining the gods, his understanding of mortal martial arts is naturally at the pinnacle of martial arts in the world.
So when Qiao Mu showed off his abilities, the shock in his heart was much stronger than that of Patriarch Lingxu.
He took a deep breath, pushed his palms forward, and suddenly turned into a pair of huge bloody hands and pressed forward.
After a short stalemate, the bloody hand was completely wiped out by the shadow of Zhen Jin's palm, which was like a turbulent wave.
"Relying solely on mortal martial arts, no one in this world can compete with the Qiao family, not even me."
"It would be a pity in life if we could not pick such ripe fruits of martial arts with our own hands."
The Taoist robes and treasure clothes emitted a clear light, covering the whole body, trembling in the shadow of the rain-like palms.
An exquisite pagoda flew out from the hands of the young patriarch, hanging above his head and emitting a faint golden light.
Under the golden light, he continued to march in the shadow of the palm like a storm, secretly pinching the magic formula in his hand, and boundless lightning came out and penetrated the sea of clouds.
"Meteor Fire Seal, go!"
A red fire seal flew out from the hand of Patriarch Lingxu, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a huge meteorite that covered the sky and fell. It was like a meteorite flying across the sky. The sky seemed to be ignited, leaving a long and narrow bright red flame in the sky.
This meteor fire seal is the offensive magic weapon of Patriarch Lingxu, and it is also the most important treasure of the Dao Sect to suppress the religion.
In the past, when the five Immortal Sect Masters besieged Taoyuan Villa, the Dao Dao Sect Master also used this Falling Star Fire Seal.
Only because his cultivation level was only at the Spiritualization Stage, and because the magic weapon did not really belong to him, he could not exert the full power of the Meteorite Fire Seal.
Later, the Meteorite Fire Seal was knocked away by Qiao Mu at that time, but it was not damaged. It just escaped on its own and its whereabouts were unknown.
But in the hands of the original owner, Lingxu Patriarch, the Meteorite Fire Seal showed its full power.
"Heavy Mountain Seal." But seeing Lingxu Patriarch pinching the magic formula with his hand, raising his hand and pointing, a circle of earth-yellow ripples on the Meteorite Fire Seal spread out, covering most of the Lingxiao Palace.
In an instant, Qiao Mu felt his body suddenly sink, as if he was carrying an invisible mountain on his shoulders.
Obviously, the huge meteorite just came across the sky, and before it was pressed down, the suffocating pressure of the substance had arrived.
The Meteorite Fire Seal fell from the sky, and endless lightning fell over there, one after another, hitting Qiao Mu's body.
His skin quickly burned black, and then grew new pink flesh at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the burnt skin on the surface faded away by itself.
His bloody palm was like a raging storm, and the momentum was not weak at all.
Outside the Lingxiao Palace, the founder of the Sword Sect watched the battle in the Lingxiao Palace while retreating.
"Let him be strong, the breeze blows over the hills; let him be arrogant, the bright moon shines on the river. I'm leaving, it's none of my business."
This is not something he should get involved in at the Hedao stage. At this moment, he has been looking for palace ruins in the boundless sea of clouds, planning to set up a formation to serve as a temporary cave for cultivation.
But despite this, his attention was repeatedly alarmed by the battle in the Lingxiao Palace.
The Qiao family member was bathed in lightning, and there were meteorites covering the sky above his head, but his true energy was still surging like a mad wolf, and his offensive was as dense as a tide.
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"In the world with poor spiritual energy, it seems that disturbing martial arts fruits have really grown. Is this the second path besides the immortal path?"
The expression of the Sword Sect Patriarch was solemn.
The Da Dao Sect Lingxu Patriarch has reached the peak of the Mahayana period and is only one step away from becoming an immortal.
The young Patriarch of the Changsheng Sect is only inferior in cultivation. He practices both magic and martial arts, and his strength is not inferior.
It's just that the Qiao family is fighting one against two, and they are also the top immortals in the ancient world of immortal cultivation.
Qiao Mu fought bloody battles. He almost only attacked and did not defend. His offensive was like a storm and never stopped.
Unlike the protective magic weapon of the immortal cultivators, he almost completely relied on his physical body to resist the lightning that was added to his body.
His body was constantly charred and recovered, possessing an incomprehensible vitality.
But even so, his body was rapidly decaying, and the time it took for his body wounds to recover was increasing.
The charring of his body could not stop his steps for a moment. He kept moving forward under the heavy pressure, and the corners of his mouth even unconsciously raised to both sides, with a smile that made the Sword Sect Founder uneasy.
The more serious the injury, the closer he was to death, the more excited he seemed, and his spiritual intuition was unprecedentedly sharp.
Even though he was under a heavy pressure like a mountain and could hardly move his steps, he could repeatedly avoid the lightning in a flash.
"Even if he used an abnormal burst secret method, fought one against two, and fought against two giants at the top of the human immortal path in a short period of time... Even if he was about to be defeated and died, he was still a hero that only the world had ever seen."
Although the Sword Sect Founder did not want to intervene in the battle, he still had a vision. He naturally saw that Qiao Mu's condition was inevitably getting worse and his injuries were getting worse.
Eighty thousand years of true energy, this is a shockingly huge number.
Since practicing the "Blood Yuan Gong", Qiao Mu's blood is no longer ordinary blood, but also carries a function similar to that of a small dantian, blending with true energy.
To maintain the release of eighty thousand years of true energy, it is naturally very consuming.
At this moment, every time he punches, fine blood beads spread out from the pores on his body surface, turning into surging true energy and gathering in his fists.
He is consuming not only the invisible spirit, but also his own blood. It can be expected that his death will not be too good, and he may run out of vitality like a dead tree.
"Ten thousand Buddhas pay homage to the ancestor!"
Thousands of blood-colored true energy giant palms crossed the sky, densely bombarding the downward-pressing meteorite fire seal, carrying a series of lightning, hitting the huge meteorite backwards, returning to the shape of a fire seal.
Lingxu Patriarch raised his hand and took back the meteorite fire seal in his hand. Looking at the crack that appeared on the meteorite fire seal, his face changed slightly and his flesh hurt.
He glanced at the young ancestor from the side and snorted:
"After all, you are the cause of the Nine Provinces' martial arts, and you should bear the consequences yourself!"
"Now that the martial arts of the human world are out of control and backlashing, don't you have any way to deal with it?"
The refining of this meteorite fire seal is not simple. It took nearly a thousand years just to refine the weapon, not to mention that the spiritual energy is declining now, and it is difficult to find immortal gold and recast and repair it.
So he was really angry.
Even if he saw that Qiao Mu, who was barely fighting against the two of them, was about to die, it was difficult to eliminate his anger.
But the young ancestor was slightly stunned.
"You are right." He glanced at Qiao Mu, who was covered with blood and scars, and Lingxu ancestor who was holding the cracked meteorite fire seal, and suddenly smiled and said:
"Thank you for your reminder, fellow Taoist."
He pushed his palms forward, and the bloody hands like mountains appeared again, and slapped... Lingxu ancestor.
"You?!" Lingxu ancestor's eyes widened.
Although the young ancestor's sudden attack was beyond his expectation, the two of them were fellow travelers fighting for the way, so how could they not be prepared?
The robes around him shone with light, and he was only knocked back dozens of meters by a palm, but was not injured.
When he looked back, he saw that the young ancestor smiled slightly, and turned into a ray of light, and fled quickly.
"This..." Lingxu ancestor was stunned for a moment, watching Qiao Mu's injuries getting worse and worse, and he was at the end of his road.
The young ancestor left decisively at this time?
"It won't last long." The young ancestor explained lightly at this time.
As the source of the martial arts of the soul, even if he had never practiced this kind of martial arts forbidden technique, he could see through Qiao Mu's state at a glance: his life was like a blazing firewood, and it would not be long before it burned out.
For the young ancestor, whether it was Qiao Mu, the troublemaker, or Lingxu ancestor, who was closest to becoming an immortal, they were both deadly enemies who could not coexist.
For him, the best outcome is not that Qiao Mu died under the joint siege of the two of them.
Rather, it is that Lingxu Patriarch and Qiao Mu fought and both suffered losses, and it would be best if they died together.
Or Qiao Mu's victory is actually not a big deal... because his life is burning like a candle flame, even if he wins, he is afraid that he has reached the end of his strength and will not survive.
"It can't last long..." Lingxu Patriarch's face also changed slightly.
He is not a fool. After being reminded like this, he obviously knows what the other party is thinking by withdrawing at this time...
"It can't last long, so why should I fight to the death with the Qiao family?"
"His injuries are getting worse. As long as he waits for a while, he will naturally die and win without fighting."
When Lingxu Patriarch thought of this, a golden light flashed on his body, and a pair of golden wings had grown on his back. There was a faint golden light lingering between the wings.
This is a magic weapon he made from the wings of the Golden Winged Demon King who killed him ten thousand years ago.
It is said that the Golden Winged Demon King of the past had a trace of blood from the Golden Winged Dapeng Bird, so after being refined into golden wings, he could also escape very quickly.
But at this moment, when the golden wings behind him fluttered, he could not fly into the air. There was an invisible shackle on his body, and his speed was much slower than before... In a breath, he barely rushed out of the Lingxiao Palace and reached the boundless sea of clouds outside the palace.
"The Heavenly Palace cannot fly into the air..." Lingxu Patriarch's hair stood on end slightly.
Having lost the initiative, he will not only face Qiao Mu's pursuit, but also may have to deal with the sneak attack of the young Patriarch hidden in the dark...
In this Heavenly Palace, everyone else is a mortal enemy!
He heard Qiao Mu's footsteps in the Lingxiao Palace behind him coming from far away.
"Want to escape? One or two of you can't escape this Heavenly Palace!"
Qiao Mu took a deep breath, raised his foot, and the violent true energy continued to gather between his feet like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, and then suddenly stepped down!
Boom!
The boundless sea of clouds suddenly shook, and the pale white clouds surged like a tsunami at this moment, forming a huge cloud wall, sweeping behind itself.
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