Fortune Teller

"Do you really want to take that step?" Gu Xiuyun frowned.

It is not easy to crack Master Tiangu's plan. He has long thought that this battle will not be easy, but he did not expect that Dark Moon Mountain has not yet taken action, and Tiangu has not yet used his back-ups. Already facing a desperate situation.

Facing an eighth-grade killing weapon, he was able to persist for so long, which shocked the powerful people from all sides in Wuxiang Heaven. However, there was still half a day before the divine formation was perfected...

too long!

"Forget it, take that step earlier so that you can fight against the four great sects and the powerful men of Dark Moon Mountain." Gu Xiuyun whispered in his heart.

…

Billions of miles away, in the Siji Palace deep in Feng Lei Abyss.

Gu Xiuyun's clone took out a spiritual fruit, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, "Muyuan Xuanmiao has already reached the sixth level, use a Bodhi Heart Fruit!"

It has been two months since I left Feng Leiyuan, but the second clone in the secret realm of time and space has spent 25 years.

The time flow rate of the Siji Temple itself is as high as 13 times, and the time and space secret realm itself is more than ten times faster. When the two are superimposed, the flow rate is nearly 150 times.

After twenty-five years of hard training, I have barely comprehended most of Muyuan's mysteries, and barely any comprehension of the three elements of metal, water, and fire.

Gulu!

The fruit of bodhicitta enters the belly.

A sense of mystery arose spontaneously, and the clone began to fully understand the mystery of Muyuan. In just a few moments, several bottlenecks were broken in succession, and the operation of Muyuan's secret technique became more complete.

"The bottleneck of the seventh grade is right in front of us."

Gu Xiuyun took a deep breath, calculated repeatedly with his hands, and tried his best to deduce.

The value of the Bodhicitta fruit is too precious. Every point that can be made faster is worth a point. He only has three chances. After using this time, he only has one chance left!

Time passed bit by bit, and the mysterious bottleneck of the seventh grade was like a big mountain lying in front of him. With the blessing of the Bodhicitta Fruit, Gu Xiuyun transformed into a giant and kept splitting the rocks...

After one and a half sticks of incense, the mountain was razed to the ground, and the seven levels of mystery were finally condensed and formed.

The energy of Mu Yuan merged into his physical body. Inexplicably, his physical body seemed to have turned into an ancient sacred tree, a sacred tree full of vitality.

Under the blessing of the seventh-grade mystical power, the vitality of the physical body is endless. This vitality level is extremely high. Even if it is not as good as the sword energy of Lei Shangjian, it is not far behind.

After all, the Lei Shang Sword can only exert the ultimate power of the Douxiao Realm, while Mu Yuan Qi is a pure healing secret technique. Compared with the two, the gap is actually not big.

"There is still half a stick of incense left. Let's first comprehend the Jie Tian Seal and try to understand the sixth grade Jie Tian Seal." Gu Xiuyun made a decision in his heart.

The time for half a stick of incense is too short, and it can only increase the accumulation. In this case, it is better to use it on the mystery of wind and thunder. He has already understood the mystery of the five elements at the sixth level. With the mystery of wind and thunder, he can condense the heaven-cutting seal, and there will be more. A seventh-level method.

…

The top of the clouds.

The divine sword fell again and again, and the rock-shaking hammer blocked most of its power. The remaining sword light still chopped Gu Xiuyun's flesh and blood, causing his body to break apart.

"How many more times can you hold on with your sword?" Master Xu Hen said quietly, "Give up, if you continue to block it, you will definitely die. Youning City is destined to collapse, and you cannot protect it."

"Really?" Gu Xiuyun chuckled, "I think I'm in good condition. It won't be a problem to receive another three thousand swords from you."

"Hmph, looking for death!!"

Master Lei Shan stepped forward, took the divine sword, and activated it again.

…

In the distance, the three demon kings Tu Hao, Yuyang, and Qi Hu silently observed the battle situation over Chu County through the magic circle, their faces pale and uncertain.

"Four hundred and twenty-six swords, is he really a human? How can a human be so tyrannical in body?"

"The human race only has a lifespan of ten thousand years, which is not enough to understand the true meaning of the rules. Where did he find the time to temper his body to such an extent? With an eighth-grade killing sword, he has received more than four hundred swords. Is this person going to do it with this? Refining the body and stepping into the true realm?"

The three peerless demon kings were filled with doubts.

…

It is two thousand miles away from Youning City.

The hunchbacked old man Dugu Xing was holding a jade drum, his eyes were cold, "There are still five hours until the five elements of the earth are condensed and formed. This person will definitely not be able to stop the Thunder Sword."

At this moment, the voice of Master Tiangu came to my ears: "Dugu Xing is ready to take action at any time. I have a hunch that he will not admit defeat so easily. If a disciple of the Venerable Master wants to do it, he must be fully confident. "

"My subordinate understands," the hunchback bent even lower and said respectfully, "Ancestor, is this person really a descendant of the Gu family in Yuning City?? He was so confident that he is only thirty years old now, and he can actually compete with the eighth-grade spiritual treasure. Fighting for so long?”

"This man's true age is definitely more than thirty. He knows how to separate souls and is a direct disciple of the Venerable. It is easy to find a secret realm of time and space. His true cultivation years are probably more than three thousand years."

"What a lucky junior."

Jealousy flashed deep in the eyes of the hunchbacked old man. Becoming a disciple of the venerable is something that many people can only dream of in their lifetime.

…

Nanling.

The Wild Bear Demon King walked into Chijin Mountain with his round belly, "That old mirage dragon hides in the dark and doesn't do anything, but wants us to work for him. It's really unpleasant. Jinxu, let's go through the motions, and then Everyone goes back to his own home, I will sleep in my bed, and you will guard your grave."

"Perhaps there is no need for us to take action," the Golden-Bearded Ape King looked at the Mirror Light Array, "The four great sects are really ruthless in their actions. Two eighth-grade spiritual treasures, one for offense and one for defense. Who can stop it in the Douxiao Realm? ?”

"Then are we still going?"

"Go, of course you have to go, otherwise this favor will be saved for the old mirage dragon in vain!"

Two peerless demon kings stepped onto the cloud sky and disappeared into the distance.

…

Every movement was sensed by the black-striped golden dolphin and transmitted to Gu Xiuyun.

"Are you all watching a show? Then let you watch it slowly. I will continue to act in this show."

Gu Xiuyun coughed up a ball of blood heavily, and then swallowed a golden elixir into his body.

After the elixir entered the body, the breath immediately recovered a lot, and the physical scars became lighter.

"Come on, we are still far away from Three Thousand Swords!"

Gu Xiuyun roared angrily, his voice resounding through the sky, but his shaky figure revealed his state.

"You're really looking for death!!"

Master Lei Shan took the divine sword again and slashed it down.

"Four hundred and eighty-five swords!"

The black-striped golden dolphin murmured.

The hearts of the two monster beasts had risen to their throats at some point. Anyone could see Gu Xiuyun's state. He was not far away from falling...

The three demon kings in the northern snowfield are waiting for Gu Xiuyun to fall and snatch the treasures of the Siji Palace.

The two peerless demon kings in Nanling are also waiting, waiting for the collapse of Youning City, and then they withdraw and face a powerful top master. Although they are conceited, they are unwilling to fight with him.

Dugu Xing is also waiting, but his heart is extremely uneasy. Master Tiangu's order is to destroy Youning City and spread the five elements of the earth, even if the body dies and the Tao disappears.

Once it's his turn to take action, it means he will die here.

The light of the Thunder Sword fell again and again, colliding with the Mountain Shaker, and then smashed into Baizhang's body.

Gu Xiuyun's injuries became more and more serious, but he still remained standing.

Gulu! !

Another golden elixir entered his body, and his breath seemed to have recovered a lot.

"Come again!"

Gu Xiuyun roared angrily.

The faces of the three masters of Shanmiao were a little pale, and they took turns using the eighth-grade spiritual treasures, which consumed themselves too much. Unknowingly, they had wielded five hundred and one swords. A large unstable space even appeared in the void above Chu County, at least for a long time. It will take decades to restore stability.

The ultimate fighting in the Douxiao Realm can also affect the stability of the world. Five hundred times, the destructive power is no less than a regular Taoist talisman.

"If you want to die, Pindao will help you!"

Master Lei Shan waved his long sword and struck it down again, the 502nd sword!