Chapter 409 Xuantian Treasure? Wholesale! In an independent space somewhere in the Liangyi Microdust Array, there is an instrumental magic array. In the center of the magic circle, there is a figure sitting upright. In the palm of the figure's hand, a palm-sized silver magic disk shone brightly, and five-colored silver runes floated out of it and madly poured into the formation beneath him. He had a look of compassion on his face, and he sighed and said to himself, "The human race is not so easy to deal with. I have to use my last trick. I hope that after this battle, the other three realms will not blame me! In order to prevent the four realms from being annexed by the human realm, I have no choice." There were flashes of giving up, struggle, and determination in his eyes, which eventually turned into hatred towards Li Xunhuan. Die! In the Beihan Immortal Realm, the human race is not allowed to rise, nor is the lost world allowed to reunite. . . . The eye of the big wave. The blood-colored broken blade that was being enshrined exploded with a loud bang, and a strange blood-colored wave rapidly vibrated in all directions. As several top-level Mahayana monks and dozens of Mahayana practitioners looked on in horror, a flash of blood engulfed them.

In just one second, muffled "bang bang bang" sounds were heard from the blood curtain, and the blood mist rolled and disappeared. . . . To the west, where the demon world’s formation is located, black fog is everywhere. Suddenly, a few pairs of scarlet eyes suddenly appeared from the edge, looking at the "bang bang" sound coming from the spiritual world formation not far away with confusion. What kind of plane is he working on? The next moment, the spiritual world formation was torn apart, and a thin blood-red line rushed towards him, splitting the pupil into two parts from top to bottom and rolling away. To the south, the great formation of the underworld. In the east, the Dragon Island formation. The blood-colored waves spread outward rapidly, reaching several miles, hundreds of miles, thousands of miles, and tens of thousands of miles in an instant. Wherever he passed, the Mahayana monks who were climbing mountains and seas were like mortals without power to resist. They all turned into blood mist and were swept up in the blood-colored waves. This blood-colored fluctuation gradually evolved into a blood line, and eventually lost its color and turned into a nearly transparent crystal thread. The line of law! . . . "Another line of law?!" Great Elder Jinlong and Xiong Ming couldn't tell how many times they were surprised. I always feel that in the past ten thousand years, not as much has happened as in just one short day today. However, the two were not afraid of the lines of law. They stepped into the formation and disappeared on the spot. "Get started. If you're any slower, we'll have to collect the bodies." "good." . . .

In the sky above the east side of the lake, Great Elder Golden Dragon opened his mouth and spit out a crystal ball, which in an instant became several feet in diameter. The spiritual light flowed on its surface and spread outward rapidly, forming a layer of light film space that covered an area of ​​more than a thousand miles. At that time, he did not open his mouth, but there was a majestic sound, like the roar of a dragon. "I am here, survivors please come and see me." Not long after, a sparse group of Mahayana monks, less than a hundred in number, none of whom were top-level Mahayana monks, all with jagged dragon horns, dishevelled clothes, and full of fear, appeared in front of him. Although he looked unhappy about the result, he knew what was going on. The line of law is the symbol of the combat power of the True Immortal, and ordinary Mahayana cultivators cannot touch it. On the other side, above the south side of the lake, Xiong Ming was standing on black clouds, with a huge seal on his head emitting a dim light. In front of him, the situation was scattered, but even more miserable than that of Dragon Island. Of course, in comparison, these two worlds can be considered lucky, and the demon world is the worst off. More than a thousand Mahayana monks all died and their teachings were destroyed. Several great ancestors such as Yuan Yan, Liu Ji, Tian Qi, etc., even though they had the Xuantian spiritual treasures in their hands, were unable to exert their maximum power. After struggling to hold on for a while, they were swept away by the lines of rules and died! (PS Let me explain a little bit. According to the description in the original work, if a Mahayana cultivator uses a Xuantian treasure to its full potential, he can create a line of law.) . . . The situation in the four realms is so tragic that Ming Zun, the instigator, naturally knows it well. He appears to feel guilty, but in fact, he doesn't care at all. As long as Li Xunhuan of the human race dies, a lot of interests will be freed up in the human world, and then anything can be discussed! As for whether it can be done? It's impossible that this human race would advance to the level of True Immortal and start ascending just after holding the Mahayana Ceremony, right? That doesn't make sense! . . . Two flowers bloom, one branch each. In an independent space located in a certain space mezzanine, a hundred feet away from Li Xunhuan's body, the space continued to collapse, forming countless black whirlpools that swallowed everything. The Black Wind Flag moved without wind, and a spatial barrier suddenly appeared at the edge, slowing down the forward speed of the Line of Law. If a top-level Mahayana practitioner were here, he would be surprised to find that the space is extremely active, as if it has come alive. Every time the line of law advances an inch, it will keep turning and moving, wrapping, guiding, and returning the line of law. The two lines of law actually cancel each other out! Time passed bit by bit. When the blood-colored fluctuations stopped, the line of law also stopped thirty feet away from Li Xunhuan, unable to advance an inch. He felt something in his heart, it was time. The black wind flag soared into the sky, drawing a space channel. I stomped my feet and followed closely behind. . . . At the same time, above the lake, the light that was concealed by the formation completely dissipated. In the clear and bright sky, it was clearly divided into four areas: east, west, south, and north! In the north, in the spiritual world, the intact Ming Zun, the disheveled Xuan Jiuling, the dusty and dusty people of various tribes, and dozens of people stood alone in the air. In the east, inside a huge ball of light, nearly a hundred real dragons were looming. In the south, within the shield of light, dozens of people in the underworld were meditating and regulating their breathing. Only in the west, an area of ​​thirty meters in radius was blocked by layers of barriers, making it impossible to see what was inside.

Some people speculate that according to the rules, there should be many remnants of the demon world. As for the only human, Li Xunhuan? Naturally, there is no chance of survival. Soon, this thought gradually spread throughout the audience as time passed. Even Ming Zun had a relaxed smile on his face. At this moment, a cold light pierced through the space above the west, and then a gun shot out like a dragon! The red flag on the gun barrel is so dazzling. Dazzling to, "impossible!" Ming Zun clenched his fists tightly under his long sleeves, veins bulged, and complex emotions such as fear and panic flashed in his eyes. Immediately, he gritted his teeth, shook his wrist lightly, and threw out the flying knife violently. The knife became more than ten feet in size in the air, cut through the sky, and pointed directly at the end of the spear. At the right moment, a figure slowly emerged from under the spear. The cloak rustled in the wind, and the two silver ribbons hanging from the Three Mountains Flying Phoenix Crown stood alone and leisurely. If it’s not the human Li Xunhuan, then who else could it be! Suddenly, the eyes in his narrow eye sockets suddenly turned to one side. Immediately, a flying knife appeared a hundred feet away. The flying knife spun in the air, but it seemed to have encountered a wall of air, unable to move forward an inch, and sparks of light flew out. "Shhhhhh!" The silver sword disappeared into the void and stabbed quickly from the other end, attacking from both sides. In a hurry, he seemed unprepared, and the flying knife and the silver sword pierced through the air wall one after another, passing through his throat and chest. "Ming Zun, Xuan Jiuling?" Half of his words still hung in the air, and his posture and face were still filled with doubt. Then, with the breeze that followed, they disappeared into thin air. It was just an illusion! Almost instantly, somewhere nearly ten thousand miles away, countless figures squeezed out of the space, grabbed the spear in one hand, and rushed towards a certain point. There, Ming Zun was holding a silver heavenly book on his head, looking around, but he could not find the direction to escape. His legs went weak and he begged for mercy in an almost pleading tone. "Fellow Taoist, spare my life!" The answer he got was the tip of the gun getting closer and closer. Ming Zun made hand gestures with one hand and tried his best to practice the Heavenly Book above his head, which almost turned into a colorful canopy that enveloped his entire body; with the other hand, he secretly practiced the Forbidden Yuan Lamp to imprison the Yuan Qi of heaven and earth! After doing all this, he felt relieved and subconsciously glanced upward, and that glance lasted forever. The canopy was still there, but a bright crystal light was flowing from the tip of the gun. He ignored it and appeared under the canopy as if he was traveling through space. Immediately, his eyes went dark and he didn't know what was going on.

Helian Business Alliance, Beiming Fairyland Supervision Office, Mingzun, die! All this was accomplished in a very short time. What appeared to the outside world was that in just two seconds, from the time Ming Zun and Xuan Jiuling took action to the time they were killed by thousands of guns piercing their hearts. Suddenly, everyone in the audience stood still, so quiet that even the sound of the breeze could be clearly heard! . . . "together?" "Together!" "Equally divided?" "Deuce!" The exchange of spiritual consciousness was so short that even Li Xunhuan could not detect it. Great Elder Jinlong and Xiong Ming quickly reached a consensus. Kill people and seize the realm! As his mind moved, the dragon ball shot out a beam of light, which was narrow at first, then gradually widened, and in a blink of an eye it covered an area of ​​thousands of miles around the lake. At the other end, the seal dropped light, forming a sky-high ban outside the lake. Then, two people, one clapped his hands and a golden dragon spear appeared, and the other jumped several times in the air, grabbed from the vortex in the air, and dropped an endless dark chain. Finally, the dragon spear moved forward and turned into a giant dragon ten thousand feet long, rushing towards Li Xunhuan with great momentum. In response, countless portals appeared in the space, from which dark chains dropped, crisscrossing and tightening step by step. Faced with the sudden attack from the two, Li Xunhuan frowned, then regained his composure in an instant. The figure flashed, and the tip of the Black Wind Flag Spear touched the chain, making a sharp sword sound and emitting sparks. He looked solemn. "Treasure of Xuantian!" Then, he looked at the golden dragon with half of Evil Wind's body, with a thoughtful look in his eyes. If nothing unexpected happens, this is also . . . "Treasure of Xuantian!" In the palace, Great Elder Tianfeng pointed out the true identity of the magic weapons in the hands of Great Elder Jinlong and Xiong Ming at a glance. Although her voice was not loud, she did not deliberately try to cover it up, so it naturally reached everyone's ears. On the stage, the women were stunned. Nie Ying opened her cherry lips slightly and asked in confusion, "Daoyou, what is Xuantian Lingbao?" As soon as these words were spoken, the human race on the left and the spirit kings on the right secretly pricked up their ears and listened, their clear eyes revealing ignorance. Great Elder Tianfeng smiled kindly at the women on the stage, which was exactly the response she hoped for. In this battle, if Li Xunhuan can survive, he will naturally gain some favor. If Li Xunhuan is unfortunate, then with the strength of the Tianfeng clan, no one can say anything. No loss left or right.

"The Xuantian Treasure has incredible magical powers and ignores the rules of the world. According to the inheritance of the Tianfeng clan, the Xuantian Treasure contains laws. If it is sacrificed and trained to the limit and exerted to the extreme, it can launch an attack that exceeds the upper limit of the interface." After a pause, she thought of some special Xuantian treasures and added, "In fact, Xuantian treasures are like ordinary magic weapons, with various functions. I have heard that some Xuantian treasures are not good at killing, such as the Chaos Ten Thousand Spirits List that projects the Ten Thousand Worlds." Projecting the universe? The human race quickly grasped the key words and felt that this statement was somewhat familiar. On the stage, Nie Ying's eyes moved slightly and asked, "Fellow Daoist, if there is a pagoda-shaped magic weapon that is like the Chaos Ten Thousand Spirits List, and can ignore the interface, project into other worlds, and function normally, can we judge that this is the Xuantian treasure?" ? After these words were spoken, the Spiritual King, who had been watching the show silently, could not help but lower his eyes and keep a low profile. Pagoda-shaped Xuantian treasure? Are you pointing at me? But even in the spirit world, no one knows my origins, so how can the rising stars of the human race know? I must be overthinking it. "Well, it should be." Great Elder Tianfeng was stunned, then he forced a smile and nodded in response. Sure enough, the rise of the human race is not accidental. If the Xuantian treasure with special functions is used well, it can indeed create a super clan. Following her confirmation, two very familiar tower-like buildings flashed through the minds of the humans present. Lingxu Tower, Dan Tower! Judging from the description given by Great Elder Tian Feng, the so-called Xuan Tian treasure must be extremely rare and not worthy of being used by ordinary people. As a result, the treasure of Xuantian is right next to the human race? They couldn't help but have strange expressions on their faces, some of them were from Bengbu. The women on the stage also suddenly realized and their eyes flickered. It turns out that the ninth-tier magic weapon is the Xuantian Lingbao. Say it earlier. The Heavenly Bottle, the Dan Tower, the Immortal Pond, the Reception Platform, and the Inheritance Jade Bead (the Yuanshi Gold Seal). If you don’t look back, you won’t know that they had already used the extremely rare Xuantian treasures in all the realms, and in such large quantities. Awesome, my dear husband! Great Elder Tian Feng was of course unaware of this. Although he was surprised by the strange reactions of the girls, he still tried his best to sell it to the utmost. "The crystal thread between heaven and earth just now is the thread of law, which is the ultimate effect of Xuantian Lingbao." After a pause, thinking he had given the girls some time to think, he congratulated them with a smile on his face. "From this point of view, the long sword and the big flag in Fellow Daoist Li's hand should be two treasures for killing Xuantian. In this case, I would like to congratulate Fellow Daoist of the Human Race." Before he finished speaking, the girls exchanged glances quietly, wanting to refute Great Elder Tianfeng's congratulations. Because they knew very well that their husband only had one magic weapon in his hand, and the long sword was not a real magic weapon, but a manifestation of spiritual power. And the black wind flag was an eighth-level top-grade item, and it was not a Xuantian treasure. Of course, I can’t say these words. I can only force a smile and not refute them. . . . The Spirit King did not comment on what Great Elder Tianfeng said.

He, or to be more precise, it, knows a lot of information about the fairy world, such as the line of law that can be used by more than just the Xuantian treasure. Formation! Even one’s own supernatural powers! As long as you are strong enough, you can do this even with your fists. After all, the Line of Law, as mysterious as it sounds, is nothing more than a chain reaction caused by the lower world's inability to bear the laws. By the way, he also lost interest in the fight outside the palace. Just now, this fellow Taoist from the human race did not use the Xuantian treasure from beginning to end, but he launched a super-model attack of the Line of Law, which shows that his explosive power has already reached another level. In other words, not giving your best! The innate level is higher than the others. In this situation, he couldn't understand how his fellow human beings could lose. (End of this chapter)