Novelink Chapter 512
Chapter 512
When Patriarch Lingxu opened his golden wings behind him, he quickly rushed out of the Lingxiao Palace while sticking to the ground.
At this time, the figure of the young patriarch of the Eternal Life Sect had disappeared outside. All he could see was the vast sea of clouds, boundless, and the looming ruins of the Heavenly Palace were hidden in the clouds and mist.
"The golden wings can't fly into the air, but they can barely stick to the ground, but the speed is a little slower."
Just as this thought passed through Patriarch Lingxu's mind, he suddenly heard a dull sound coming from far behind.
He looked back and saw a shocking scene.
With the Lingxiao Palace as the center, the air suddenly distorted, and a circle of cloud waves suddenly rose up from the sea of clouds in the sky, roaring towards them.
This cloud wave was extremely high, tens of meters high, and moved very quickly. From a glance away, it was as if there was a huge wall tens of meters high from the horizon rushing towards him!
Patriarch Lingxu naturally knew that... this cloud was not a hard object. Even though it was coming towards us like a tsunami and white waves, although it had a full sense of oppression, it did not have much actual power at all.
What is powerful is what comes with the cloud waves.
The essence of this cloud wave is a shock wave that hits the ground hard and then sweeps across, like a strong wind passing through the sky, creating huge waves in the sea of clouds wherever it goes.
Patriarch Lingxu's expression suddenly changed. Although he had wings at the moment, he was unable to fly into the air. He was unable to dodge in all directions...
At this time, the overwhelming cloud waves were already coming!
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Like a strong wind howling by, the cloud waves swept over everything in sight, swallowing up Patriarch Lingxu as well.
The robes swayed with a faint halo. Although Patriarch Lingxu was not injured by the blow, he was overturned by the terrifying wave of energy and was knocked backwards.
Look again when he stands still in the sea of clouds.
But all he could see in front of him was a boiling white sea of clouds. He couldn't even see his fingers, and even the ruins of the Tiangong Palace were gone.
The sea of clouds had been stirred and rolled by that blow. At this moment, Patriarch Lingxu felt as if he was in the deep sea, and everything he saw was vast.
"Do you think blocking your vision will be useful?" Patriarch Lingxu shook his head.
The spiritual consciousness of the immortal monks is much sharper than the naked eye, and with the spiritual consciousness of the Mahayana monks, there are not many things that can be hidden from him in this world.
Patriarch Lingxu swept his consciousness and immediately "saw" the foreign object behind the vast sea of clouds.
In the clouds and mist that filled the sky and the earth.
A huge creature over a hundred meters tall was looking down at him, walking towards him step by step.
Every time his feet fell, the sea of clouds shook, rolling up more clouds and mist.
"Heavy Mountain Seal!"
"Xianxian Seal!"
"Meteor Seal!"
Patriarch Lingxu pressed the magic formula with his hand and activated the meteor fire seal one after another. In the blink of an eye, the meteor fire seal turned into a huge meteor and rushed over the sea of clouds. The fire seemed to light up the sky.
The fire flashed, and invisible ripples spread out. The hundred-meter giant who had just taken a step felt that the invisible mountain was adding to his body, making his steps heavy and difficult to move.
The next moment, another stream of red brilliance flew out from the meteor fire seal, covering the whole body of the giant in the sea of clouds.
The red brilliance was divided into ten parts in the sea of clouds, turning into ten rays of brilliance that flashed through arcs of light that looked like substance.
clang clang clang clang clang....
Amidst the continuous sounds like the collision of metal, the ten red rays of light that enveloped the giant in the sea of clouds turned into ten red rings, wrapping around the body of the giant in the sea of clouds.
From the feet, thighs, waist, chest and back, arms, neck... a total of ten rings made of red brilliance are spread all over, deeply embedded in the flesh.
With the clicking sound, the ten rings continued to shrink inward, the skin and flesh deformed, and the bones twisted.
And the next moment, the meteor fire mark cut through the sky and penetrated the sea of clouds.
"Ancestor Lingxu seems to be really angry." The Patriarch of the Sword Sect sighed secretly:
"Continuously activating three seals has brought the Meteor Fire Seal, a Mahayana treasure, to its extreme. Even the Qiao family can't move..."
"The flesh and bones are twisted and unable to exert force. How can he move?"
As soon as the Sword Sect Patriarch's thoughts reached this point, he saw the bloody aura rising from the cloud sea giant's body rising into the sky, turning into a violent rage that swept in all directions.
Among the ten consecutive sounds, the ten red rings were broken in the ten consecutive sounds. The real strength was scrubbed from the body in the in vitro of the body, and then turned into six flame giants, banging towards the sky.
Amidst the loud noise.
Blood-like huge waves of real power swept across the sky, and the clouds were like the sea surface separated by ships, and the clouds and fog that originally covered the four directions were cleared.
The huge meteorite shattered into more than ten pieces in the sky, and then fell downwards into the sea of clouds like a real meteorite.
The life magic weapon was damaged. Patriarch Lingxu was shocked all over. He vomited blood in his mouth and raised his head little by little.
Covered by a huge shadow, a huge foot broke through the clouds and pressed towards his head.
After the loud noise, the sea of clouds once again turned into white waves and swayed around.
Only this time, after the waves faded, there was no more sound, and everything became calm.
The founder of the Sword Sect who was setting up the temporary cave couldn't help but look at it at this time.
There was only a ball of meat sauce left where the Patriarch Lingxu was, while Qiao Mu returned to his original human body shape and sat on the ground.
But the Sword Sect Patriarch’s eyes were twitching at this moment, and there were not many people left in Qiao Mu at this moment.
From the feet, thighs, waist, shoulders and back to the neck...all the parts that were once bound by the Shuxian Seal are suddenly sunken and twisted inward.
The bloody ankle was only supported by bones as thick as three fingers, and the rest of the body was only about half as thick as an ordinary person's, and blood was also shooting out.
But soon, the blood that was shooting out gradually subsided and stopped flowing.
It's not that the bleeding has stopped, but that after the demon disintegrated, he was at the end of his strength and the blood was almost dry.
The originally upright body was obviously dry now, and the skin all over his body also showed a sickly pale color, with not much blood left.
It was obvious that he could barely stand up and had lost all strength. He just sat quietly next to Reixu-chan.
"Although we didn't die together, we are not far apart." At this moment, the Patriarch of the Sword Sect suddenly understood the young Patriarch's intention of escaping without a fight:
"Sure enough, he is thoughtful and thoughtful. He is worthy of being a member of the Immortal Path of our generation."
"For a moment, we retreated bravely, but now we both suffer losses."
"At this point, he is the only one left among the four Mahayana monks in the heaven."
"The Qiao family who disrupted the situation are also seriously injured and on the verge of death, so it is time for him to appear again and reap the final fruits of victory."
The Patriarch of the Sword Sect subconsciously excluded himself from this battle.
At first, he had the thought of competing with snipe and clam to get the better of the fisherman, but now he just wanted to find a place to practice quietly without being affected.
But the development of the situation once again exceeded his expectations.
Time passed by minute by minute, but the figure of the young patriarch did not appear after all.
I don't know how long it took, but Qiao Mu, the founder of the Sword Sect, who thought he had died of exhaustion while sitting on the ground, suddenly moved his eyes and reluctantly stood up.
He looked around and still saw nothing but a sea of clouds and nothing else.
"Using Xuan Ming Breath Condensation Technique to fake death didn't attract the hyenas who were watching in secret?"
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Qiao Mu stood up and walked step by step towards the Lingxiao Palace.
He has indeed reached the end of his strength and his life is about to come to an end.
But this is his last life after all.
If the young Patriarch is left unkilled and he is allowed to devote himself to cultivation to break through and become an immortal, all his previous efforts will be in vain.
Moreover, this is a worse outcome than the Grandmaster Lingxu of the Dao Dao Sect becoming an immortal.
If the young Patriarch lives to the end, he will definitely use the Taotie Devouring Heaven Technique to devour the trees and all flesh and blood clones.
I'm afraid that at that time, the young Patriarch's immortality and martial arts will tend to be perfect. This is the most terrifying result.
So, he can't die...yet.
The young Patriarch has indeed seen through the reality of the disintegration of his demon.
The essence of the disintegration of Zhenjin Tianmo is to leave no retreat and move forward indomitably.
Therefore, once it is successfully deployed, the only result is death.
If Qiao Mu still had some way to save his life, he would naturally not be able to use it.
The several narrow escapes from death in the past were all caused by external factors.
The spirit and flesh pills in Wu Jihui's inventory were sent by Li Gongde from Wu Shushan without telling him. Qiao Mu didn't know in advance that he could still survive.
During the battle to destroy the Dao Dao Sect, Qiao Mu didn't know if he could still survive...it was just that the Lingyuan Patriarch took action too late, delaying the moment when his chance of resurrection was refreshed.
But this time... it won't happen again.
This is indeed Qiao Mu's last life, and he is barely holding on to move forward.
Qiao Mu walked slowly in this endless sea of clouds step by step. With only three finger-thick leg bones left, it was difficult to support my weight, and I walked slowly and unsteadily on this long road through the sea of clouds.
"What does he want to do? Want to go to Lingxiao Palace?"
The founder of the Sword Sect was surprised. Even though he had never participated in the war, he knew that Qiao Mu had reached the end of his rope.
The injuries on his body were so serious that an ordinary person would have died long ago, but at this time, he was still struggling to hold on even though he was exhausted.
Until Qiao Mu slowly walked into the Lingxiao Palace, he still hadn't figured it out.
Time passed, and about half an hour passed.
The Patriarch of the Sword Sect practiced silently for half an hour, and then he suddenly felt enlightened and opened his eyes.
At the end of the sea of clouds, the figure of the young Patriarch finally appeared and walked towards the Lingxiao Palace.
"In acting so steadily, you are worthy of being a member of the Immortal Way of our generation." The founder of the Sword Sect marveled:
"After waiting for so long, Qiao Shuanggui thought he was dead, but he didn't show up until now, with a delicate and calm mind."
But when the young Patriarch walked to the entrance of Lingxiao Palace, he suddenly stopped.
He pinched the magic formula, and suddenly strong winds and thunder rolled up in the sea of clouds, covering the sky.
For a time, countless rays of lightning and wind blades enveloped the Lingxiao Palace with a violent bombardment, plowing through the heavenly ground inside and outside.
The magic power of the Mahayana cultivators was so strong that half an hour passed before the violent spells finally stopped.
When the thunderclouds covering the Lingxiao Palace dissipated, the Lingxiao Palace appeared in front of them again, but it was still in ruins.
This made the young ancestor's face change slightly.
The magic of the Mahayana cultivators was indeed powerful and could move mountains and fill the sea.
But this was the Heavenly Palace, the Lingxiao Palace.
Even though it had become a ruin for unknown reasons, with broken walls and ruins everywhere, even the collapsed palace walls did not change much after he bombarded it for half an hour.
"Such a powerful Heavenly Palace, why did it collapse, and even the Emperor of Heaven died..."
The young ancestor raised his feet and stepped into the Lingxiao Palace.
Looking up, his pupils suddenly shrank.
He saw Qiao Mu, who was covered in blood, still standing among the ruins. His injuries had not healed, but his complexion had obviously improved.
The young ancestor's eyes fixed and fell on Qiao Mu's feet.
There were two dried corpses curled up on the ground.
"Taotie Swallowing Heaven Art? Use this martial art to swallow your family, restore your physical strength, and give yourself a chance to survive?" The young ancestor shouted.
When Qiao Mu's demon disintegrated, he fought one against two against two Mahayana monks.
Although he still had two flesh and blood clones who were not dead, it was actually difficult to be useful in such a fierce battle.
Before, he gathered four flesh and blood clones and cooperated with each other to fight a favorable game with five against one. Although he killed the ancestor Qingmu, he also lost one person.
Even the original body of the demon disintegrated was repeatedly hit hard and his injuries were getting worse. If the two flesh and blood clones were allowed to fight together, they would probably be killed by the two ancestors in just a few rounds.
And these two flesh and blood clones have actually been lurking in the dark... until now.
This is a way to quench thirst with poison.
After the disintegration of the demon, Qiao Mu was already a bucket full of holes. Even if some new water was poured into it, it would only delay death a little.
But it was impossible.
It was just that the young ancestor still had doubts in his heart.
Using the Taotie Swallowing Heaven Technique to devour the other two Qiao family members, at most the injuries would be slightly improved and some combat power would be restored.
Under the bombardment of his magic, he held on for half an hour as if nothing had happened.
"Why aren't you dead yet?!"
The voice of the young ancestor was like thunder that shook the eight directions, causing Qiao Mu, who was standing in place, to shake violently and bleed from both ears.
All the peerless martial arts that appeared in the world were the fruits of his martial arts, and Qiao Mu was also very familiar with the one used by the young ancestor, which was the peerless sound skill, "Tianming Shenggang".
He did not give Qiao Mu a chance to breathe, and while he asked, a pair of big hands pressed down, turning into a mountain of bloody hands and slapping across the sky.
Under the pressure of the bloody hands, Qiao Mu finally moved.
"Because I am invulnerable to all kinds of attacks!" Qiao Mu grinned.
He moved his body, and under the pursuit of the bloody hands, he actually quickly climbed up to the majestic throne of the Emperor of Heaven.
He pushed the corpse of the Emperor of Heaven from the throne to one side, and one person and one corpse squeezed into the same seat.
"Ah?" The young ancestor was stunned, and was stunned for a long time, with the huge bloody hand hovering in the air.
This was a solution he had never thought of.
He came back to his senses immediately, his face gradually became cold, and the mountain-like bloody hand continued to slap Qiao Mu.
However, when approaching the throne of the Heavenly Emperor, the bloody hand disappeared quickly in front of the corpse of the Heavenly Emperor like a drop in the ocean.
The corpse of the Heavenly Emperor is an insurmountable mountain for any immortal cultivator who is determined to ascend to the immortal world.
Several Mahayana cultivators fought fiercely in this Lingxiao Palace, and the aftermath did not affect the corpse of the Heavenly Emperor at all.
It was not that they were in awe, but that even though the Heavenly Emperor was dead, his corpse still had a magical quality.
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