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Chapter 480

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    Chen Wuxian didn't bother to pay attention to Qinglao, looked solemnly, and looked directly at Xuan Wuya.

    I saw the mysterious runes spreading around Xuan Wuya, and an altar was pulled up from the ground, lifting his body into the air.

    Xuan Wuya danced wildly with long hair, and his face was full of madness, "Okay, okay, Chen Wuxian, who took the lead in making such a move, But, you can't think about it!"

    Having said that, he took the last Xuan name Nianmo¡ªXuan Yi, and squeezed his palm suddenly.

    After this, all the evil spirits around turned into black water and rushed towards the altar, and the mottled mysterious runes became clearer, containing the truth of the great way.

    "You, you, you, you all deserve to die, you forced me to do this."

    Xuan Wuya opened his arms, jet-black liquid flowed out from the seven orifices, and the breath in his body turned into chaotic flames, as if he was gestating something.

    The humanity in his eyes disappeared little by little, and the madness in his eyes dissipated little by little, turning to absolute calm, as if there was no emotion at all.

    Around Xuan Wuya, black barriers were erected one after another, no matter how others attacked, it would have no effect.

    Even if Chen Wuxian commanded everyone to join forces with a sword, he would not be able to hurt him.

    The sword light passed through Xuan Wuya's body, but it couldn't leave any scars, as if the other party didn't belong to this world at all.

    The smile on the corner of Xuan Wuya's mouth gradually faded, turning into complete indifference and calmness, looking like a God overlooking the world without emotion.

    The last humanity in his eyes was about to disappear, and an ominous premonition haunted everyone.

    "The altar communicates with heaven and earth, and no one knows what will be summoned. We must not let him succeed!"

    "This altar is unprecedentedly evil, no, it is something deeper than evil, and it is by no means something that a pre-immortal can contend with."

    "It can be seen that it is useless There is no way to attack, no way to block, you can only watch."

    "Death, all of us will die!"

    The emotions of the monks ranged from nervousness to excitement, from excitement to doubt, from doubt to loss, and then slowly fell into despair.

    The inhuman aura on the altar became stronger and stronger, as if a mountain of one hundred thousand feet fell from the sky, making it difficult for everyone to breathe.

    Some monks whose minds were not firm and whose cultivation was not solid enough were already lying on the ground, unable to even raise their heads.

    Suddenly, the crimson ring in the sky suddenly lit up, and a face gathered in the sky.

    "Break the rules, die!"

    That voice came from Xuanhuang Wuliang Tianzun, with the power to speak the law.

    Following the sound of the voice, the heavy pressure on everyone suddenly dissipated.

    Xuan Wuya's face twitched slightly, and the calmness in his eyes was quietly broken. The next second, he coughed suddenly, as if he was choking on water, and took deep breaths one after another.

    He couldn't believe it, and looked in all directions, "No, it's impossible, how could you"

    Before he could finish his words, his body shattered piece by piece, and the altar under his feet was completely shaken apart.

    There is no rumbling and violent noise, but only the obliteration of words.

    The altar disappeared, the black runes disappeared, but a black light burst out at the last moment when the black runes disappeared.

    Wu Guang outlined a circular outline, enclosing Xuan Wuya's broken body.

    His soul, his mind, his body, everything about him is in this circle.

    One of the rosary beads on the left wrist shattered, and Xuan Wuya quickly reassembled and resurrected in the ring, just like a porcelain bowl that was smashed by someone and returned to its original state.

    This kind of method has never been heard of by everyone, and it has never been seen before. Even the immortals recorded in the classics have never used it.

    Strong, too strong, this Xuan Wuya is still alive?  !

    Everyone glanced at it, full of amazement.

    At this time, Xuan Wuya's body was revived, his soul returned to his place, and he was fully alive. He immediately ran away from the crowd.

    Just as Chen Wuxing stepped out, he was about to chase after him, but he felt his sleeve being pulled.

    He looked back, Bai Xiaoqing was pulling it with his left hand, Qing Zhao was pulling it with his right hand, and Ye Linchen was holding the back of the clothes.

    "What's wrong?"

    The three of them pointed to the sky at the same time.

    Qing Zhao said caringly: "Master, look at the sky!"

    Chen Wuwu raised his head, and saw a crimson halo at the junction of the sky and the earth, which burned people's eyes, and the blurred boundary suddenly broke.

      At this moment, the sky and the earth are clear and turbid, the sky is the sky, the earth is the earth, and there is no previous weird feeling.

    The eyes of the face above the sky opened slightly, and then the sky and the earth shook suddenly.

    Chen Wuxian only felt the vibration under his feet, from small to large, from subtle to severe, it only took three breaths.

    "Then if you want to explore the secrets of Yunmengze, I will help you!"

    The voice of Xuanhuang Wuliang Tianzun resounded through the world, and then the sky was filled with blood red, thousands of stars approached rapidly, and the world of bubbles burst.

    Immediately afterwards, blood-red waterfalls fell to the sky, and the blood-red world merged into one.

    It is not just the areas 1 to 6, but all the thousands of stars are integrated into one, and every bubble world is integrated into the main body.

    The dream of Xuanhuang Wuliang Tianzun, from the shattered small bubbles fused with each other, the illusory world is getting bigger and bigger, and gradually it can even be compared to the entire mortal world.

    This scene is not known to outsiders, and people inside and outside Yunmeng Ze see two different scenes.

    In the outside world, the sky seems to be pulled over a huge curtain, blood red, with mottled shadows, and those movies reveal one after another illusory world.

    Inside, looking up at the sky, a round of blood-colored sun shines brilliantly, and around the sun, there are 8 moons arranged, and then there are hundreds of millions of stars scattered outside.

    Xuan Wuya stared at all this in a daze. Although his body was perfectly intact and his life was saved, his heart was extremely sad.

    "Now I'm really alone, and the power that originally belonged to Nianmo has disappeared. This how is it possible."

    Even his nature as a scholar could not suppress his desire to swear.

    He subconsciously looked at Chen Wuxian.

    "It's you again, it must be your fault again!"

    Chen Wuxian looked dazed and quite speechless.

    What kind of fool is this?

    He stood here without moving, without saying a word, how could he be blamed.

    Terrible, do losers like to find excuses so much?

    Rolling his eyes and shrugging his shoulders, Chen Wuxian was too lazy to talk, and his figure disappeared in place in an instant.

    In the next second, Excalibur Zhixue Qingming, the tip of the sword sank into Xuan Wuya's eyebrows.

    Xuan Wuya did not expect that Chen Wuhang's speed was so fast and his shots were so fierce that in the blink of an eye, the last rosary on his wrist shattered.

    His life is only the last, and the sword wound between his eyebrows cannot be shaken off, and he will fall into death after a few more breaths!

    Xuan Wuya retreated as if flying, racing against time, but no matter what, he couldn't get rid of Chen Wuxing's sword.

    This kind of momentum condenses deep and heavy intentions, and is guided by an extremely transparent sword heart. It seems that there is no special sword technique, but it makes people defenseless and impossible to hide.

    Xuan Wuya had no choice but to snort coldly, bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, and activated the secret technique.

    In the next second, he appeared in Baizhangyuan, his face was pale and bloodless, and he looked at Chen Wuxian in horror.

    "What kind of swordsmanship is this?" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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