World of Cultivation - Chapter 833

[Chapter 833 Great Elder Tianhuan]

Zuo Mo’s pupils contracted suddenly.

During the entire war, there was a very brief silence, and everyone was stunned by the changes in front of them.

Boom boom boom!

Countless groups of firelights rose from the camp, endlessly, and the huge camp was shrouded in a sea of fire. Many soldiers were caught off guard and were blown away by the blast, and the entire battlefield became a mess.

Zuo Mo gasped, he finally knew who the old man was.

Great Elder Tianhuan!

Except for the old man Tianhuan who is about to become fine and has unparalleled accomplishments in runes, who can detonate all the restrictions placed by the enemy’s entire camp in an instant?

The first elder’s hand frightened Zuo Mo. Xi Xuan’s talisman formation level is not high, and the level of prohibition set up in the camp is also not high, but detonating all prohibitions in an instant, what a terrifying level is required!

As expected, he is the number one person with the Divine Mark today!

With this move, Zuo Mo also sighed to himself, he definitely couldn’t do it.

The Yuanlao War Department is not good at prohibition, but the level of the prohibition is not high. If it is Mo Yunhai, the ban on the position will explode…

Zuo Mo shivered and shuddered!

The sea of fire formed by the prohibition of the explosion also completely disrupted the Yuanlao War Department, and the camp was in a sea of fire.

Someone in the firelight shouted, “Protect your lord!”

Soon, from every corner of the position, roars came one after another.

“Protect adults!”

“Protect adults!”

…

In the flames that filled the sky, those tenacious figures exuded a slight glow, and the divine costumes on their bodies resisted the flames. They did not hesitate, instead of retreating, they rushed towards the center of the camp.

Running, running in the flames, their faces smoldering, their hair burning, their scarred faces without a trace of fear. Forming formations quickly along the way, even at this time, their superb tactical literacy is fully reflected at this time.

The soldier who was blown away by the blast wave got up as soon as he landed, and rushed into the flames without hesitation.

Everyone can’t help but be moved by the scene in front of them, Yuanlao War Department, elite!

At this moment, the accident happened suddenly.

boom!

In the firelight, a dazzling blood-red beam of light as straight as a sword rose into the sky. The beam of light was about zhang thick and went straight into the cloudy night. Even the firelight in the sky could not cover its light.

Sword Intent!

What a strong sword intent!

Sang Dong stopped, and he raised his face like a beast, and he couldn’t help showing a bit of horror at this time.

The blood-red beam of light is like a peerless giant sword with a sharp edge, as if to pierce the sky, the tyrannical sword intent eclipses everything in the world!

Around the beam of light, countless dazzling sword lights raged, and even that flame was cut into pieces by the terrifyingly sharp sword lights.

that person……

Sang Dong did not expect that in this world, someone would give him such a terrifying sense of oppression. He had only experienced this level of oppression from the Great Elder.

Inside the beam of light, a silhouette with a sword slowly floated up.

Wei Sheng!

For most people, they have been known for this name for a long time, but they have never seen a real person. Mo Yunhai Wei Sheng, one of the strongest in the world, the strongest sword cultivator outside Kunlun! His name is a legend.

Such a strong man can have such a demeanor!

However, at this time, everyone in Tianhuan didn’t have time to sigh, they almost changed their expressions, and everyone seemed to have an illusion that Wei Sheng was looking at him!

The weaker ones thought that they were locked by the Qi machine.

Only Sang Dong and others knew that this was just an illusion caused by the oppression of the other party, but their faces were equally ugly, which showed how terrifying Wei Sheng’s strength was!

In the blood-colored beam of light, Wei Sheng slowly raised the God-killing Blood Sword in his hand.

Almost instantly, the cold and sharp blood-red beam of light continuously gathered towards the blood sword in Wei Sheng’s hand, giving an illusion that the entire beam of light collapsed and shrank sharply.

When the last bit of light was sucked into the blood sword, the blood sword seemed to be burning red, showing a strange and bright light.

So bright that you can’t see it directly.

The killing sword intent that was originally surging in the air seemed to be evacuated sharply by the blood sword in Wei Sheng’s hands. However, it did not make everyone feel a sense of relief, but an unusual sense of emptiness, which gave everyone a strong premonition that the next blow must be like a violent storm!

Wei Sheng, who was in the air, opened his eyes abruptly. His eyes were like blood glass, reflecting everything in the world.

The wrist trembled lightly, and a sword swayed out.

A dazzling blood-red sword glow suddenly lit up in everyone’s field of vision.

All the light between heaven and earth seems to have been taken away by this sword.

The raging flames of the camp were extinguished silently under this sword. At this moment, everyone in the deep prison war department in the flames widened their eyes, and some of them didn’t react.

Wei Sheng’s sword aimed directly at the Great Elder.

The elder raised his head, his expression still as calm as usual, he stretched out a finger, and the air was empty.

Thin and bright beams like cobwebs exploded from his fingertips. These dense beams, like wildly growing vines, expand outward at an astonishing speed.

Divine Mark!

Zuo Mo’s pupils couldn’t help shrinking again, and the Great Elder’s fingertips grew a Divine Mark!

sky!

What a means!

Zuo Mo saw someone for the first time and was able to draw a divine pattern in the air. Zuo Mo was dumbfounded, not to mention sketching in the air, he was sketching in his heart, it was extremely difficult!

A divine pattern formed in the air.

At the moment when the Divine Rune was formed, the sky was rolling with thunder, and the dark clouds were pressing down, as if the end of the day.

The blood-red sword glow that Wei Sheng swayed suddenly came and slashed on the divine pattern!

Divine Rune hummed lightly!

Suddenly, a ray of light lit up like a sword, piercing the thick clouds above his head, and the countless thunderbolts wandering among the clouds seemed to find a vent.

The sword glow shone with a monstrous luster, struggled for a moment, and shattered!

The god pattern is still growing!

Like a vine-like beam, it grows continuously. It grows along the Great Elder’s body, and there is a beam of light that penetrates into the Great Elder’s body. There is not a trace of pain on the Great Elder’s face.

In a blink of an eye, the Great Elder was heavily wrapped in divine patterns, and his figure was blurred.

The thunder in the sky is even more astonishing, and there are continuous thick lightning strikes on the divine pattern. However, those slender beams seemed to be able to absorb lightning without any change.

Wei Sheng was stunned and moved. His sword just now, after gaining momentum before, almost reached his peak state, but he was still helpless against the opponent.

So strong!

Wei Sheng’s gaze was fixed on the Great Elder wrapped in the divine rune, and he could feel that the other’s gaze was also falling on him.

Wei Sheng not only did not have the slightest fear in his heart, but felt that the fighting spirit was burning within his body!

How lucky to be able to meet such a tyrannical opponent!

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Zuo Mo was also deeply shocked!

He never imagined that someone’s attainment of Divine Mark could reach such a terrifying level. The sword of the senior brother, after the previous momentum, can be said to be born out of nowhere. He was already amazed, but such a stunning sword was unable to shake the opponent in the slightest.

Both sides stand tall!

He couldn’t bear to think about it at this time.

The battle that decided Mo Yunhai was today!

Zuo Mo took a deep breath, his fighting spirit rose to the extreme, and he roared, “Kill!”

He took the lead in rushing towards the Great Elder, Agui followed closely, but the others flew down immediately, looking for their opponents. The battle at that level is not something they can intervene at all. The chief and ring master on the ground are their goals.

The battle situation immediately reached a stalemate.

This is the aftermath of the Sky Splitting Disaster, so the largest master melee broke out!

In this small battlefield, there were almost all the experts from Mo Yunhai and Tianhuan. The Yuanlao War Department is constantly being squeezed out of the battlefield, and their strength can no longer play a role in this level of battle. The aftermath of each collision of these masters is not something they can bear.

Has nothing to do with will.

In the small camp, the concentration of masters reached an astonishing level, and the battle was fierce. All the larger rocks, all shattered and shattered.

The incessant sound of crit, like raindrops, did not stop at all.

There was only one place in the entire camp, and it was so quiet that there was no sound at this time.

The center of the camp!

Over the center of the camp, three figures were in the shape of a zigzag, surrounding the Great Elder, whose whole body was hidden in the divine pattern.

The four of them faced each other like this without saying a word.

Zuo Mo’s whole body was swirling with divine power, and the divine suit could not bear the strength of the sun’s divine power at all. Zuo Mo’s upper body was exposed, his whole body seemed to be coated with a layer of golden liquid, dark golden muscles, sharp edges and corners, full of beauty with strength. The dark golden sun pattern appeared in his eyes, and he looked majestic and indifferent.

The chain mark on Ah Gui’s forehead emits a faint light, and the purple awns in his eyes are as rich as reality. The [Undead Ghost], which was tightly wrapped in gray crystal, was enveloped in a layer of faint purple flames, and burned silently. She seems to be hiding in the deep darkness, clearly floating there, but people can’t lock her specific location.

Wei Sheng was still standing with his sword in his hand as before, but the blood-slaying sword in his hand was like a fierce beast, opening its bloody mouth and breathing forcefully.

huh, huh, huh, huh…

A strange breathing sound, with a palpitating power.

Only Wei Sheng, who could clearly feel the blood sword in his hand, became excited. Obviously, the enemy in front of him made it excited.

It was as if an incomparably strong bloodthirsty impulse emerged from the depths of his heart, hitting Wei Sheng’s heart over and over again.

Wei Sheng’s mind was still intact, and in his palm, he tightly held the excited and restless God-killing Blood Sword.

The peerless fierce sword in his hand could not shake his mind.

His eyes were fixed on the Great Elder in the Divine Rune.