Chapter 1670： Wanjian worship! "Second Update"

At this moment, Tan Yun knew that the other party wanted to make a quick decision and kill him!

That being the case, I have only the most powerful means to use!

"Hongmeng Illusory Body!"

"Buzz-"

As the void cracked, Tan Yun's body swelled wildly to a gigantic seven thousand feet!

"Death Armor!"

Immediately afterwards, Tan Yun's body surface condensed the **** of death armor, both strength and speed soared by 30%!

At the same time, the Hongmeng Slaying Divine Sword in Tan Yun's hands soared to a giant of five thousand zhang!

At this time, in the primordial sky, shrouded in blood-colored sword beams, a shocked voice of the masked woman sounded, "Hongmeng hegemony body! How is this possible?"

"Isn't it rumored that only people with eleven attributes like the Supreme Supreme Being can cultivate? And in the world, only the Supreme Supreme Hongmeng has the power of the five elements, wind and thunder, time and space, death, and light. How can you cultivate? "

"Could it be that you and Hongmeng Supreme have eleven attributes at the same time!"

Just when the sound of shock from the masked woman sounded, Tan Yun, who was as high as seven thousand feet, held the Hongmeng Slaying Sword, and from the sky of Hongmeng, he flashed the Hongmeng Divine Step with extreme speed, blocking the blood-colored swords that came from beheading. mango!

"Bang bang bang-"

"Boom--"

Immediately, the void of Hongmeng collapsed one after another, and Tan Yun and the masked woman fought fiercely together!

With every block of Tan Yun, a violent impact surged on the Hongmeng Slaying Sword, almost unable to hold the Hongmeng Slaying Sword!

After a while, when Tan Yun defeated all the **** sword lights, the masked woman suddenly disappeared in front of him!

"Buzz-"

Suddenly, the sound of the void shaking came from behind, but a masked woman came out of the air from behind Tan Yun like a ghost. Shoot away!

The speed was so fast that Tan Yun couldn't dodge in time, and said sharply, "Hongmeng Bingyan!"

Immediately, the icy blue Hongmeng Ice Flame, reaching a height of ten thousand feet, emerged from Tan Yun's left palm and turned into an iceberg of ten thousand feet from behind Tan Yun!

"Bang-crash!"

The ice **** shot in all directions, and the iceberg of ten thousand feet was stabbed apart by the Tianxuan ice sword, turning into clusters of flames, wandering in the void and unable to regroup for a while.

"Stab!"

The Tianxuan Ice Sword pierced the void, and with a huge crack in the dark space, continued to stab at Tan Yun's back!

"Push!"

Tan Yun jumped into the air in a hurry and dodged. Although he avoided the bad luck of being pierced in his heart, the Tianxuan Bingjian pierced through Tan Yun's back with a stream of blood, and his lower abdomen pierced out!

"Grass!" When Tan Yun's stomach was hurting like a knife, the masked woman behind him, after performing the spirit clan's virtual step, appeared like a ghost in the void in front of Tan Yun in an instant!

The moment she stretched out her jade hand, the Tianxuan Ice Sword, which was 10000 meters long, turned into a three-foot-three-inch sword and appeared in the jade's hand!

"Buzz-"

Immediately afterwards, the masked woman rose into the air, suspended in the void of 100,000 feet, holding the Tianxuan Ice Sword, dancing mysterious and unpredictable tracks from the void!

The speed of her sword dance is sometimes fast, sometimes slow, like a red blood butterfly dancing, and the beauty of her posture is unparalleled.

However, Tan Yun watched her swinging the sword, and his whole body became tense.

Because he knew that the masked woman was going to perform the next most powerful blow in the Spirit Clan's Tianxuan Ice Sword Art: Wanjian Pilgrimage!

It is so!

Just as Tan Yun thought to himself, the masked woman's icy voice resounded through the entire sword formation, "Wan Jian worship!"

"Shhhhh-"

Immediately, streaks of blood-colored sword lights appeared in the vast Hongmeng Void. In the blink of an eye, a shocking scene appeared.

But seeing the 100,000-meter-high Hongmeng Void above Tan Yun's head, a whole 10,000-meter blood-colored sword light emerged from the masked woman!

"Buzz-"

When the void was like water ripples, an ethereal female figure emerged from the masked woman's head and floated in the void.

This figure is the soul of a woman's holy king!

Tan Yun knows very well that in order to perform Wanjian worship and truly inspire power, the person who uses it needs to sacrifice his own soul and integrate into one sword glow, thus ordering the other nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine sword glows!

In this way, the power of Wanjian worship can be maximized. At the same time, this move is also a means of killing 10,000 enemies and losing 8,000.

Once cast, the enemy destroys Wanjian worship, and the soul of the caster will be attacked, and the consequences are unimaginable!

As the masked woman's holy king's soul merged into a sword glow, even though she was masked, she could vaguely see that her face became extremely pale.

"Buzz-"

On the other hand, looking at the 10,000 blood-colored sword beams that worshiped her, a terrifying aura emanated from the void!

The masked woman looked down at Tan Yun and said coldly, "It is your good fortune that you can die under the most powerful means of this deity!"

"kill!"

Immediately after the word "kill" of the masked woman fell, ten thousand sword beams emerged from the void, circling in a mysterious trajectory, strangling down towards Tan Yun!

"Boom--"

The breath released by the swirling sword beams made the entire Primordial Slaughter Sword Formation tremble violently, as if it would be shattered!

Feeling the breath of Wan Dao Jianmang, Tan Yun looked solemn, and there was no certainty that he could compete!

"Hongmeng Slaughtering God Sword Art - Hongmeng Slaughtering God!"

At this moment, Tan Yun used the strongest supernatural power in the Hongmeng Slaughtering Sword Art!

The eleven kinds of great sage powers in Tan Yunling Pond all madly poured into the 5,000-zhang-long Hongmeng Slaying Divine Sword, holding the Divine Sword and slashing out the ten thousand sword beams shrouded in the sky with all their strength!

"Stab!"

Suddenly, a 300,000-zhang-long, substantive-like Hongmeng sword light, with a collapsing void, smashed into the swirling down thousands of sword light!

"Bang bang bang-"

Under the control of Tan Yun, the Hongmeng sword light smashed three thousand blood-colored sword lights like a broken bamboo, and went towards one of the blood-colored sword lights.

As Tan Yun exhausted all the power of the Great Sage in the Spirit Pond, he felt extra tired!

At this moment, the masked woman standing in the sky exclaimed, "How did you discover the sword glow where the soul of the deity Saint King is located?"

There was incredible fear in her voice. She never imagined that Tan Yun would find the sword light where his holy king's soul resides from among the ten thousand sword lights!

Little did she know that Tan Yun would also perform pilgrimage with Wan Jian, so she naturally knew the location of her holy king's soul!

In the face of the masked woman's exclamation, Tan Yun turned a deaf ear, manipulated the Hongmeng sword glow, and slashed aggressively in the blood-colored sword glow where her holy king's soul was!

Tan Yun did not have any excitement because he struck the sword glow where the soul of the Holy King of the opponent was. Because he knew that the power of the blood-colored sword glow of the 10,000-foot-long blood-colored sword glow where the soul of the other Holy King was located was extremely powerful!

as predicted!

"boom--"

"Boom—"

When the 300,000-zhang Hongmeng sword light slashed into the blood-colored sword light, the Hongmeng sword light was instantly covered with giant cracks, and then, "Crash!" It turned into fragments and disappeared without a trace! On the other hand, the blood-colored sword glow that hides the masked woman's holy king's soul suddenly faded a little, as if it disappeared at any time!