Chapter 1109: Sword of the Extreme Dao!
"Boom !!"
Endless maple leaves fall, like the fall of a heavy world.
At the same time, countless star phantoms, carrying the majestic power of the stars, fell to the blood sun in the center of the golden sea of fire.
Suddenly, the blood sun shook, and the frantic voice of the sword-wielding elder sounded from it, "Zombie, do you think that this method can resist the might of the imperial soldiers?" You are so naΓ―ve!! β
"Boom !!"
The blood sun rolled slowly and heavily, like a wheel.
"Poof!!"
The golden sea of fire shattered, Ye Feng's figure appeared, a large mouthful of blood sprayed out, and his face turned pale.
With the zombie's self-healing power and the secret of the word, Ye Feng almost has an immortal body.
But this is also relatively speaking, every time the injury heals itself, it consumes his essence blood, although the amount is small, but it can be accumulated, and it is extremely terrifying.
"Bang Bang Bang !!"
At the same time, there were bursts of loud noises that shook the heavens and the earth within the blood sun, like war drums from ancient times, making people's blood boil.
In the distance, the figures of the three saints appeared, as high as the sky, and the saints' qi enveloped the galaxy on this side, resisting the power emanating from the heart of the Extreme Dao.
"It is worthy of being an imperial soldier, the power it exudes is comparable to that of a peak saint!"
"The Nine Gatherings Sect sacrificed tens of thousands of monks, using the power of the soul to nourish this heart and let it give birth to the Emperor Spirit, otherwise, the power of this Extreme Dao Heart could not be so terrifying."
"Since the Nine Gatherings can use this method to breed an imperial soldier, then ......"
"This method is indispensable, after all, the root of the heart of the Extreme Dao is the heart of a half-step emperor."
Looking at the rolling blood sun, there was a strange light flowing in the eyes of the three saints, in their opinion, facing the heart of the Extreme Dao, Ye Feng would definitely die.
After all, that can be an imperial soldier, and the power that erupts from it is comparable to that of a peak saint.
"Two, you say, when will the saint behind this zombie make a move?"
"It should be soon, otherwise, this zombie won't last a quarter of an hour!"
The three saints stared at Ye Feng with burning eyes, they were very curious about how Ye Feng called the saints. More importantly, they wanted to know where the three strange saints who appeared at the beginning came from, and as for the foundation of Hongjun Ancestor, the three saints did not dare to peep.
"Roll !!"
The colorful wings flapped violently, Ye Feng grinned, the silver-white corpse qi around his body surged, staring at the rolling blood yang, his lips moved, and he shouted, "Divine power, rebound!! β
"That's?"
"What kind of power is this? Can actually reflect the might of the emperor's soldiers? β
In the shocked gaze of the three saints, a mirror suddenly appeared behind Ye Feng.
This realm is boundless, rippling like a lake, and one of the rounds of blood yang slowly crushes out, exuding the same aura fluctuations as the heart of the Extreme Dao.
"It can't !!"
In the Heart of the Extreme Dao, the Sword Elder looked incredulous, staring at the rolling reflection, "I don't believe this is true!! β
"Boom !!"
"Poof!!"
The two rounds of blood yang collided together.
Ye Feng only felt as if his body had been cut by countless knives, his skin was constantly cracking, and his flesh and blood were sprinkling.
Using the supernatural power to rebound, the reflected blood yang collapsed.
The blood yang transformed by the heart of the Extreme Dao also continued to shrink, and finally turned into a golden heart the size of a hundred zhang.
"You're damned!!"
The sword elder's hoarse roar sounded from within his heart, and the expansion of his talent had made them consume all of them for many years.
"It's you!"
Ye Feng raised his hand to wipe away the colorful blood from the corner of his mouth, a hideous smile appeared on his face, and he stepped out in one step and shot towards Baizhang's heart.
"Sacrifice !!"
As the voice of the sword-wielding elder sounded, Baizhang's heart beat violently, and then shrank rapidly, and a chain of canopy laws continued to explode.
"Zombie, do you know why the guardian of the heart of the Extreme Path is called the Elder of the Sword?"
"Buzz !!"
The figure of the sword-wielding elder suddenly walked from within the heart of the Extreme Dao.
Ye Feng's pupils contracted suddenly, and he looked at the sword-wielding elder who had suddenly changed into a person.
"Because, the heart of the Extreme Dao, there is another name, called the Sword of the Extreme Dao!!"
"Buzz !!"
The Heart of the Extreme Dao throbbed violently, as if it was ovulating, and one after another vague phantoms were repelled out and submerged into the body of the sword-wielding elder.
"That's?"
In the distance, the expressions of the three saints all changed slightly, staring at the vague phantom that was repelled from the heart of the Extreme Dao.
"These are the souls of the sword-wielding elders who have been fused by the heart of the Extreme Dao for hundreds of thousands of years?"
"I've always wondered why these little guys call themselves Sword Elders, but now I finally understand!"
A saint's eyes were tumbling with a fine light, "The heart of the Taiyin real person is just a disguise, the real imperial soldier is the Taiyin Zhenren's natal holy sword Taiyin Sword." β
The three saints are all old antiques that have lived for hundreds of thousands of years, and they have guessed everything in an instant.
Taiyin Zhenren fell, leaving only one heart, and devoured a trace of the power of the Great Emperor Tribulation, making this heart slowly transform into an imperial soldier. However, there is still a lot of hard work to explain. And now, the truth is out.
The heart of the Taiyin real person can only be regarded as a shell, the shell of the real emperor's soldier.
The real imperial soldier is the holy soldier of the Taiyin real person, the Taiyin Sword.
It should now be called the Sword of the Extreme Path.
"Buzz !!"
The heart condenses and eventually becomes the size of a palm, but it gives people a very thick feeling, like a world.
There was no joy or sorrow on the face of the sword-wielding elder, and his right hand went deep into his heart, and then slowly raised it.
"Thorn la la !!"
The silver-white hilt of the sword was slowly pulled out by the sword-wielding elder, and a puff of thunder and lightning intertwined in a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles, like a thunderstorm.
A solemn look appeared in Ye Feng's eyes, staring at the sword-wielding elder with an indifferent expression, as if he had lost his seven emotions and six desires.
"Zombies, even if they die, are enough to be proud!"
The sword-wielding elder slowly lowered his head, reaching out and stroking the silver-white blade, which had natural lines on it, vividly appearing.
"I originally planned to fuse the Heart of the Extreme Dao, so as to break through to the realm of the Saints, and then I could truly master the Sword of the Extreme Dao. But all of this has been ruined by you! β
Ye Feng sneered, "If you don't count me, how can you make such a fuss, I, hate being deceived the most." β
"It doesn't matter!"
The sword elder slowly raised his head and stared at Ye Feng, there was not the slightest emotion in his eyes, not even the slightest hint of murderous intent, "Now, you can go and die." β
Can I die?
Ye Feng's eyelids were raised, the colorful light in his eyes was restrained, and he met the sword-wielding elder's gaze as if looking at an ant, and said lightly, "I see, not necessarily!" β
(End of chapter)