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Chapter Twenty-Four: The Power of Skynet


Hua Jianyuan's transformation of the gods showed his due level, and the various killing techniques of the Heavens Net did not cause him any harm, but instead he struck left and right, causing the death of dozens of Fire Guard's monks Xue Li's eyes were on fire, but the carefully prepared battle array was vulnerable in the face of absolute strength, and all he could do was to minimize the casualties.

He Youzhi and Cheng Guangtai manipulated the natal flying sword to constantly change their sword moves, drawing sword rays in the sky, but they couldn't stop Hua Jianyuan's amazing attack methods.

The Nine Turns Xuan Xuan Void Strength passed through the gaps in the sword rays, leaving two blood holes on their bodies.

At this time, it was too late to activate the net of the heavens again, and many monks of the Heavenly Dome Sect had already engaged with each other in close combat, Xue Li witnessed the Heavenly Dome monks who were usually commensurate with brothers being crushed by Hua Jianyuan like ants, and two flames burst out of his eyes.

The flames instantly crawled all over his body, and he rushed towards Hua Jianyuan like a god of fire, without fancy spell casting tricks, he picked up the fist of the fire and suddenly picked it up, faintly with a rumbling thunder.

Hua Jianyuan had just smashed the head of a foundation building monk, and when he turned his head, he saw a man covered in fire desperately trying to pounce on himself.

Before the person arrived, it brought an unusually hot wind, and he couldn't help but look at Xue Li with admiration.

When he saw the other party's cultivation, he said disdainfully in his heart, "A monk in the early stage of Jindan also came to pretend to be a master. ” With extremely contemptuous thoughts, Hua Jian was far from recalling his natal flying sword, but casually exerted his Nine Turns Xuan Xuan Void Strength, and a sharp whirlwind was released from his fingertips, tearing the air and rushing towards Xue Li. fist against Whirlwind, but the result greatly surprised Hua Jianyuan.

His Nine Turns Xuan Xuan Void Strength belongs to the Mu Xing Spell, after all these years of his painstaking study, he has long been reborn, and has become a major means for him to defeat the enemy, the speed of stimulation is fast, there is no need to pinch the trick, it is far more violent than the ordinary whirlwind technique.

But this move, which had torn apart countless monks, was scattered by a Jindan inferior monk with a punch, and the air flow hissed like a poisonous snake.

Although Xue Li was forced to stop by his strength, this hurt Hua Jianyuan's self-esteem.

He flicked his five fingers in a row, releasing five compressed extremely dense air currents, shooting at the vital point on Xue Li's body.

After the collision, Xue Li's body was almost out of balance, but the sharp explosion in his ears couldn't help but make him a little slack.

Picking up his fist and hitting those air bullets, his body was pushed out by a huge force of more than fifty zhang before he could restrain his body.

"This is the power of the Avatar Immortals" Xue Li was amazed here, while Hua Jianyuan was furious, and he didn't hurt the other party with two consecutive blows, which was obviously not in line with his cultivation and the other party's cultivation, and ordinary Jindan monks were afraid that they would leave a few transparent holes in their bodies if they couldn't stand it.

Just when Huowei was in danger, a roar came from the mountains and forests under everyone's feet, and the sound shook the sky, and the surrounding peaks seemed to tremble and uneasy in this incomparable roar.

An old man with brown and yellow hair rushed towards Hua Jianyuan, and the kingly aura on the old man's body made him believe that this person was the patriarch of the Fox Clan, Wei Huang.

Although Hua Jianyuan entered the level of transforming into a god, he didn't dare to hold it up in the face of an old lion demon of the fifth grade of the earth immortal, and hurriedly summoned his natal flying sword, and as soon as the Xingtian Sword appeared, it released a scorching colorful brilliance, bringing up layers of rui qi.

Hua Jianyuan's two fingers swiped across the uneven magic circle on the Xingtian Sword, he didn't know how many times in his life he touched his natal flying sword, but at this time he had a different feeling, because Listening to the Wind Valley was not as dangerous as today, and the slightest carelessness would be wiped out.

"Chop" The flying sword dragon roared and rushed towards Weihuang, this sword condensed Hua Jianyuan's lifelong cultivation, heavy as a mountain, solid as a rock, sharp as thunder, bright as a cold star, at this moment, this sword is the most dazzling light in the melee in front of Taibai Peak.

A scorching spark shot out, Wei Huang blocked the flying sword with the golden long knife in his hand, and the moment the two magic weapons met, a strong light and qi wave burst out, and the dozen or so monks who wanted to sneak attack Hua Jianyuan within a hundred zhang staggered, and they couldn't handle the flying thing in the air, and almost fell from it.

Wei Huang and Ji Pingnan did not use their natal things when they fought in the ring, but at this time, they did not dare to be careless in the face of Hua Jianyuan, who had turned into a god cultivator.

The gap between the five grades of the Earth Immortal and the thirty-two grades of the Heavenly Immortal is definitely not as simple as six small realms.

There is an essential difference between the Avatar and the Yuan Infant, the more the Heavenly Immortals can get closer to the Heavenly Dao, and it is easier to understand the Phaseless Technique.

The world's Five Elements Dao Technique was in their hands, as easy as it was at their fingertips.

The long knife dragged the light of Zhang Xu Chang, and slashed at Hua Jianyuan, this knife condensed the lion king's lifelong skills, and the domineering spirit between heaven and earth overflowed with the blade, so that the monks in the hundred zhang shook their hearts and retreated.

Hua Jian was far from recalling the Xingtian Sword, but raised his hands above his head, his fingers seemed to be pinching the trick in a disorderly manner, with neither rhythm nor beauty, but a layer of purple translucent light was condensed between his hands, and a lot of flickering runes could occasionally be seen on the cover, which was incomparable, and no one could see it.

The lion king's long knife was covered with a light mask, which once again triggered a powerful and abnormal shock wave, and this time the monk of the fire guard learned wisely, and he hid far away, so that he was not affected by the pond fish.

The mighty long knife entered the light shield three inches, and it was only one finger away from being able to cut through this cover, but the mighty long knife seemed to have encountered great resistance, and even if his eyes were split, he could not go down any further.

The strength of the lion king still exceeded Hua Jianyuan's expectations, that layer of violet heavenly shield is the last barrier he relies on to defend himself, gathering the Mahayana of runes and Taoism, when casting, he pinched a spirit rune in each hand, and at the same time he had to pinch the trick to release, once he was indestructible, he had never been broken head-on in the battle with people, but this time he was almost cut off, and he was shocked into a cold sweat.

Hua Jianyuan's mind moved slightly, and the Xingtian Sword stabbed at Wei Huang's heart, the sword moved like thunder, and after a sound exploded, it was as sharp as a rainbow of light.

Wei Huang faced Hua Jianyuan in front of him, and the flying sword behind him attacked, and he would be killed if he was not careful, which could be described as extremely dangerous.

At this moment, a stream of fire suddenly rushed to the trajectory of the flying sword, and Xue Li picked up his fist and smashed it on the flying sword.

It's not that his speed is faster than the Heavenly Sword, but that he had long anticipated Hua Jianyuan's motives, and he was ambushed in the only way for the flying sword to stab at the Lion King, so he came first.

This made Hua Jianyuan frown slightly, the real thought in his heart was that this young man was crazy, and he actually used his flesh and blood to fight against the Xingtian Sword that claimed to be able to split mountains and slash mountains.

But the result was much to his surprise, the sword was actually deviated from the trajectory by Xue Lizhen, brushing the majestic beard, and sweeping off a strand of long brown hair.

Wei Huang was in a cold sweat, hurriedly pulled out his long knife, and his left hand suddenly swelled with five claws, sweeping towards Hua Jianyuan's belly.

Listening to the Nine Turns of Xuan Xuan Qi on the palm of the Wind Valley Lord's hand, the nine layers of Xuan Xuan Qi on his hand rotated in a ball, like condensation, exuding a milky white halo, and collided with the blood.

Wei Huang only felt that his body was pulled by a violent rotational force, and he involuntarily flew backwards twenty zhang away, if it weren't for his profound cultivation and superb ability to fly, I am afraid that he would be thrown towards the hill behind him.

Wei Huang looked at Xue Li, who was twenty zhang away from him, and said loudly: "Hey, boy, you have some ability, let's cooperate to entangle this old miscellaneous hair." ” Xue Li nodded, his face showed a tenacity, facing an opponent like a mountain, today he was out of the way, and only by putting it to death could he survive.

Hua Jian was far away from the Xingtian Sword, and snorted coldly: "It's up to you" The three of them fought together again, Wei Huang was the main attacker, Xue Li responded from the side, most of the time he didn't make a move for half a day, every time he made a move, he was shocked, and the power of his fists Hua Jianyuan also understood, even if he turned into a god, I am afraid he would not dare to take it hard.

Chen Yunsheng made a move immediately after the moment Lan Xingfan made a move, and the eight Canglan Guards had already aimed at the target, that is, Guo Changke, who led the monks of the Guo family to attack the mountain on the left flank.

Guo Changke led the crowd into the storm ban, and when he saw that there was no way to enter the heavens and no way to enter the earth, the magic circle stopped with a ghostly spirit.

When he lamented that God had the virtue of a good life, he suddenly found that he had become the target of sniping.

An arrow pierced through the dense forest beneath his feet and stabbed himself silently, and he was awakened when it was only three feet from his left foot.

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Hurriedly twisted his body backwards, dodging the frightened arrow, but he couldn't dodge completely, the arrow set off a wave of air like a knife, leaving a deep blood mark on his face.

The arrow then pierced the dantian of a Jindan monk, and then pierced the heads of two Qi cultivators before it sank into the clouds.

Before he could recover from the shock of Fang Cai, there was a sound of air tearing under his feet, Guo Changke subconsciously flew forward, he was like a frightened bird at the moment, and he couldn't withstand any fright.

But the blade of light that shot out of the woods still stunned him, what kind of magic weapon could unleash the power of this magic weapon The half-moon-shaped light blade was about a dozen zhang long, and the speed was amazing, sweeping through the battle array under Guo Changke's command with lightning speed, and forcibly splitting the battle array in half, more than a dozen monks were split in half, but their bodies were frozen into ice crystals and fell from the sky.

Originally, the morale of the Guo family monks was low to the bottom, and at this moment it was completely collapsed, these monks who were usually pampered and pampered thought that this time the army was as easy and comfortable as hunting wild beasts in the Tianqiong Mountain Range once a year, but they didn't expect it to develop to the point of shock.

Dead people, blood, stumps, severed arms, scorched earth, wailing, everything stimulates their nerves and drives them crazy.

These monks didn't know why the head of the family would make such a move that bordered on suicide, and they felt resentful while flying, why they didn't spend more time on flying away when they were practicing spells Please share aa2705221: