Chapter 815 I Am Qi Lingchan and I Am Fierce

Cui Yu thought that Qi Lingchan was no match for the saint, or at least would be suppressed by the saint's true spiritual light, but the actual result was far beyond Cui Yu's expectation.

Cui Yu couldn't understand the fight between the two. He just saw the collision of two rays of light, one black and one white. The light that led to the saint was suppressed as soon as it came into contact with him.

That's right, the Holy Saint was suppressed! He was suppressed by Qi Lingchan!

"I am the Holy One! The only Holy One in heaven and on earth!" Qi Lingchan's voice was full of evil spirits.

However, the will that guided the saint attached to the light of the true spirit was retreating steadily in the face of Qi Lingchan's attacks, and was about to be suppressed by Qi Lingchan in less than thirty breaths.

"How could this happen?" Cui Yu's voice was full of disbelief.

"The light of the true spirit that guides the saint only represents the Taoist fruit. You can think of it as a slate that records information, as well as a trace of authority. Divine power is the key to stimulating authority, and the divine power in your body is too thin. Otherwise, Compared with saints, even compared to Qi Lingchan, the pitiful divine power in your body is very weak and thin, and it will be completely consumed by the light of the true spirit in just one breath. Without the supply of divine power, the true spirit If the light cannot exert its power, where is Qi Lingchan's opponent?" Xin Yuan's voice sounded in Cui Yu's mind.

The origin of Xin Yuan is mysterious and seems to be related to the ancient times. At this time, Cui Yu explained it.

Cui Yu suddenly understood when he heard this, countless thoughts flashed in his mind, and he finally understood the key: "This is equivalent to one being a nuclear weapon, and the other being a nuclear weapons production and processing factory + nuclear weapons blueprints. The two parties are not at all the same." An existence of the same magnitude. My divine power is equivalent to the raw materials for making nuclear weapons. Without divine power, the immortal true spirit is just useless paper."

Cui Yu couldn't help but shrink his pupils as he watched the battle in the field and the Saint's true spirit being suppressed continuously: "So, am I leading the wolf into the house?"

Seeing that Qi Lingchan was about to suppress the light of the true spirit that led the saint and swallow it up, Cui Yu did not dare to let him continue. If Qi Lingchan obtains the true spirit of a saint, Qi Lingchan will immediately be promoted to the status of a saint. Believe it or not? The power of the saint can be exerted directly!

Since Cui Yu had a plan to lure the tiger and drive away the wolf, he had already made preparations in his mind. The next moment, Cui Yu directly communicated with the underworld of the law. In the emptiness of chaos, the ancient chaos clock swayed gently in the chaos.

"Dang~"

The Chaos Bell rang, suppressing the three thousand Hongmeng worlds.

Although the Chaos Bell is not in peak condition and has not been completely repaired, Qi Lingchan is not in the Three Thousand Hongmeng World. Moreover, Qi Lingchan was still in a state of soul at this time, and was even more restrained when facing the Donghuang Bell.

The sound waves of the Donghuang Bell penetrated directly from Cui Yu's chaotic void, seeming to condense the long river of time, freezing the power of space, and suppressing Cui Yu's spiritual world.

The next moment, Cui Yu took action directly and controlled the Donghuang Bell to suppress the saint's true spirit. He wanted to expel the saint's consciousness first, and then Qi Lingchan's will could be determined!

As long as he expels the will of the saint and uses Pangu Chalcedony to assimilate the saint's true spirit, the crisis will be resolved.

For him, receiving the true spirit of the saint is the biggest threat. On the contrary, Cui Yu was not afraid of Qi Lingchan who seemed to have the upper hand.

Sure enough, facing the attack of Donghuang Bell, the Saint's True Spirit had no power to resist at this time. The true spirit of the saint is indeed immortal, but it cannot guide the consciousness of the saint.

I saw the terrifying sound of the Donghuang Bell suppressing the sound, and the light of the saint's true spirit was blown away. Then the Donghuang Bell continued to vibrate, and the consciousness of the saint was constantly suppressed and separated.

However, the Donghuang Bell alone cannot destroy the will of the saint.

Cui Yu looked at his World Tree with his eyes, and his eyes fell on the Zhuxian Sword swinging back and forth on a branch of the World Tree: "Master Jian, please lend me the Zhuxian Sword. Please give me a helping hand, Master Sword!"

Cui Yu's divine power was now being drained from his body by Saint Jieyin, and he did not dare to accumulate his divine power, lest he give Saint Jieyin a chance to counterattack.

At this time, the sword master on the Tongtian Jianmu looked surprised and uncertain: "Boy, how can you know the sword technique of killing immortals?"

Master Jian has wanted to ask this question a long time ago.

Previously, Cui Yu directly used the Zhuxian Sword to split the relics without the consent of the sword master, but he used the Zhuxian Sword Technique.

Master Jian's eyes were full of shock.

But now is not the time to discuss that, and Mr. Jian is not a person who ignores the importance of things: "Little thief, after this dispute is over, you have to explain it clearly to me. Apart from my master Tongtian Cult Master, how can you master The Immortal-killing Sword Technique?"

After Master Jian finished speaking, he looked at the battle in Cui Yu's spiritual world with a cold look in his eyes: "The bald donkey in the West still wants to be resurrected? He caused my master so much pain in front of the Immortal Killing Sword Formation back then!"

As the words fell, a terrifying Immortal Killing Sword light descended from the small world and struck directly towards the consciousness of the Holy Saint.

Cui Yu looked at the consciousness of the saint that was constantly being wiped out, and felt a little curious in his heart: "It's weird, why is it that the saint that leads to the resurrection is the consciousness and not the true spirit? It should be noted that the resurrections of Gonggong and others came from across time and space. The immortal spirit.”

But then the answer came to mind, maybe it was related to the dream world, or to Qi Lingchan. Qi Ling Chan represents the present guidance of the saint's will, and the Holy Land of Lingshan is shaped by the origin and true spirit of the saint. It is impossible for two people to appear in the same time and space, and it is impossible for two people with the same identity to appear.

Even when the will of the Holy Saint was revived across time and space, it was Cui Yu's identity that he wanted to usurp, rather than continuing to bear the identity of the Holy Saint.

Of course, if Saint Jieyin successfully masters the light of the true spirit, then devours Cui Yu, then kills Qi Lingchan, and swallows the entire Holy Land of Lingshan, Saint Jieyin will still be resurrected successfully.

However, the gap between the immortal spirit and consciousness was too big. Facing the terrifying Zhuxian Sword Qi, the will of the Holy Sage had no time to resist. It was wiped out by the terrifying sword light and quickly dissipated in Cui Yu's body. Within the spiritual world.

Qi Lingchan also noticed something was wrong at this time and escaped from Cui Yu's spiritual world without saying a word.

The terrifying power of the Donghuang Bell made him panic! Especially the Immortal Killing Sword Qi that seemed to kill everything in the world made his hair stand on end, and he simply didn't want to stay any longer.

Qi Lingchan left, but the Zhuxian Sword was floating in Cui Yu's spiritual world, staring at Cui Yu with "scorching eyes":

"Boy, how did you master the Killing Immortal Sword Technique?"

Zhu Xianjian can't stand it. Besides his master, there is someone who can control him. It's strange that Zhu Xianjian feels so good.

Looking at the Zhuxian Sword, which is eyeing him eagerly, it seems that if he doesn't give the other party a satisfactory answer, the other party will strangle his spirit.

"Little thief, my ancestor, I'm talking to you, but you still slip away? Do you look down on me, ancestor? Do you think that you have mastered the Zhuxian Sword Technique, and you will defeat me, ancestor?" Zhuxian Sword looked at Cui Yu and was distracted. , suddenly became angry and furious, the sword light all over his body seemed to be about to take action.

Cui Yu looked at the furious Zhuxian Sword and raised the corner of his mouth in a nice arc.

Zhu Xianjian has no ill intentions towards him, otherwise he would just sit on the sidelines before, so why bother to help him through the difficulties?

"If I say that Saint Tongtian personally taught me the Immortal-killing Sword Technique and asked me to use the sword technique to hijack the ancestor, will the ancestor believe it?" Cui Yu asked in return.

Cui Yu thought that Zhu Xianjian wouldn't believe it, and he would waste his time explaining it. But after listening to Cui Yu's words, Zhu Xianjian fell silent, staring at Cui Yu with his 'pair of eyes', and that terrifying sharp aura seemed to Cui Yu’s soul must be wiped out.

Even if Cui Yu knew that the Zhuxian Sword was not deliberately aimed at him, Cui Yu's soul was still hurt invisibly.

Fortunately, he has an immortal golden body!

"Master, do you have anything to say to me?" Zhu Xian Jian suddenly sighed after a long time.

"No!" Cui Yu replied.

Upon hearing this, the Zhuxian Sword restrained its edge and fell into silence, as if it had suffered a blow.

"You just believe what I say?" Cui Yu asked.

"The master built that pavilion with his own hands, sealed me in it, and told me to wait for someone who could release me." Zhu Xianjian replied.

Cui Yu was stunned when he heard the words. Countless thoughts were flowing in his mind, and an inexplicable thought flashed: "Perhaps, the leader of Tongtian Sect had already predicted that I would be doomed today, so he hung the Zhuxian Sword on the original pavilion and let me use the Zhuxian Sword. Survive the ordeal.”

"When did you meet him?" Zhu Xianjian looked at Cui Yu with his eyes.

Cui Yu shook his head: "Don't say it."

"You are not my master, and I will not accept your control. But for the sake of my master, if you encounter a formidable enemy that you cannot solve in the future, you can ask me, ancestor, to take action." Zhu Xianjian finished his words. With a loud sound, he flew back into the small world and continued to hang on the Tongtian building, as if he was thinking about something in his heart.

"Sage Tongtian really didn't leave me a word?" Zhu Xianjian seemed not to give up, and asked another question in the Dharma Realm.

Looking at the Zhu Xian Sword with a "gawful" look, Cui Yu didn't know why, but a sword can also see the shape of the "gawking" sword.

Cui Yu finally relented: "Maybe he stayed, I didn't hear clearly. You also know that I was busy memorizing the Zhuxian Sword Art, where did I have time to be distracted? The leader seemed to have said something, asking you to practice well. , maybe there will be a day when we meet again in the future. He has already prepared backup plans, and if there is a chance in the future, we will meet again."

Cui Yu didn't mind telling more white lies.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Xianjian immediately became 'spirited' and 'eyes lit up', and said with some excitement: "Is that really so? You didn't lie to me? Master really has something to say to me?"

Cui Yu nodded when he heard this.

Then the Zhuxian Sword was overjoyed and kept swinging back and forth on the Tongtian building.

After appeasing the Zhuxian Sword, Cui Yu came back to his senses and sorted out his harvest. He has not forgotten that there are powerful enemies from the outside world who are watching with eager eyes!

With the suppression of Donghuang Bell, Cui Yu's spiritual world returned to calm, and all riots stopped. Looking at the light of the true spirit suspended in the spiritual world, Pangu's blood circulated in Cui Yu's body, and the next moment Pangu Chalcedony seemed to be After noticing the light of the true spirit, he actually absorbed the light of the true spirit directly.

Then the light of the true spirit that guided the saint was constantly changed by Pangu Chalcedony, and soon was marked with Pangu's mark. It was refined by Pangu Chalcedony and turned into a ball of void light, floating in Cui Yu's mind.

Pangu is the source of all things in the world. It can be said that all objects in the world were transformed by Pangu.

Whether it is heaven and earth, the Hongjun Sect ancestors, the Sanqing saints, or even the order of heaven running between heaven and earth, it was all created by Pangu, so it is not surprising that Pangu chalcedony can absorb the light of the saint's true spirit.

As the light was absorbed by Pangu Chalcedony, Pangu Chalcedony transformed rapidly. The entire Pangu Chalcedony expanded rapidly, and countless runes were born on Pangu Chalcedony.

Cui Yu looked at the newly born runes on Pangu Chalcedony, and was stunned when he saw that the runes were exactly the same as the information in the Saint's Light, and they were imprinted on Pangu Chalcedony.

After devouring the saint's true spiritual light, the Pangu Chalcedony actually increased fivefold, and countless strange phenomena appeared on the entire piece of Pangu Chalcedony. There is the air of chaos lingering, sometimes the river of time changes on the Pangu Chalcedony, sometimes there is the roar of the devil, and it seems that the road of life and death of all living beings is being annihilated.

Cui Yu felt that his Pangu Chalcedony was different, and the origin of his soul bred in Pangu Chalcedony seemed to have undergone a deeper transformation as if he had taken Shiquan Dabu Pill. At this time, Cui Yu's entire soul It was covered with a layer of light of chaos, and it looked like the legendary demon god of chaos coming from an unknown place.

The speed of blood circulation accelerated, and Cui Yu felt that his physical body seemed to be transforming. Just when Cui Yu thought that all this transformation was about to end, however, at this moment, Cui Yu's golden finger page began to flash rapidly again:

[Discover that magical powers can evolve]

[Light of True Spirit + Small World = Unknown]

[Excuse me, has it evolved? 】

Looking at the introduction on the Goldfinger page, Cui Yu couldn't help but be stunned.

Merge your own little world with the light of the true spirit? Will unknown changes occur?

Cui Yu was curious and looked at the Goldfinger page. The next moment his mind turned to thoughts: "Evolution."

Then the next moment, the light of the true spirit passed through the chaos, crossed the barrier of the legal world, and fell directly into Cui Yu's small world.

‘Boom~’

Hearing an earth-shattering sound, the light of the true spirit completely integrated into the small world, and then in an instant there was lightning and thunder in the small world, and terrifying pressure spread across the heaven and earth.

Then the earth, water, wind and fire rolled up, and the small world was annihilated by the terrifying earth, water, wind and fire.

"What?" Cui Yu was stunned when he saw this scene.

Cui Yu was so frightened that he quickly moved Tongtian Jianmu from the small world to chaos.

"Boy, ancestor, I just helped you kill the consciousness that led the saint. Are you going to destroy the world and kill ancestor me?" The Zhuxian Sword screamed in the chaos:

"If you don't tell me, you won't tell me. Why bother to break up and die together? At worst, ancestor, I just won't ask."

Zhu Xian Sword's voice was full of grievance.