Clan Cultivation: I Transmigrated With My Smartphone-Chapter 910 - 694: The Descent of the Pure Yang Daoist Monarch, Five Fingers Like Mountains
The Thirty-Three Heavens Treasure Refining Array was activated.
The treasure light flickered, evolving into brilliant radiance, the aura of destruction rising intensely, a strong and domineering pressure came crushing down. At this moment, Lu Xuanji wielded the Heaven-Clashing Axe, the Dao Pattern on the axe was activated, and the axe expanded instantly, transforming to a size of a hundred zhang.
The glow on the axe flickered, directly cleaving towards the elder.
The elder waved his hand, striking out, his palm changing colors, turning into bronze color, and it swung horizontally.
Bang bang!
The axe and the palm collided, making a sound like metal clashing.
The axe endured immense force, twisting violently as it was knocked flying backward.
Buzz buzz buzz!
The void transformed as a massive hammer appeared, its head enormous, carrying heavy force, emitting buzzing sounds, directly smashing towards his head.
The elder swung his fist, his palm morphing, striking out forcefully.
Boom boom boom!
Then, a ruler came smashing down, one weapon followed by another, continuously blasting downward, unceasingly destroying, the elder continuously triggered fist techniques, blasting everywhere, destructive Qi Force surged to the four directions.
The battle became extremely fierce, both sides ferociously clashing together.
Thirty-three rays of light flickered, one by one, beams of destruction slammed down, tearing towards the elder.
The elder triggered secret techniques, continuously counter-attacked, killing moves cascaded out.
Bang bang bang!
Amidst the intense sounds, magical treasures were knocked flying one after another, regardless of the ferocity of the attacks, they were all repelled by the elder. Each time a magical treasure was struck away, the array patterns within suffered damage, after ten exchanges, many of the magical treasures were severely damaged.
Along with it, Lu Xuanji also suffered heavy injuries.
"Indeed, this method doesn't work. After Tribulation Crossing, wanting to fight across levels is almost impossible. I want to use Fourth Layer Tribulation Crossing to confront Eighth Layer Tribulation Crossing, it's almost impossible!" Lu Xuanji's body trembled slightly, his Qi and Blood fluctuated, feeling the aches in his body.
For the first attempt, he finally tasted how powerful the Tribulation Crosser Powerhouse truly is. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖
Triggering secret techniques, the Thirty-Three Heavens Supreme Treasure transformed into a stream of light, entering his body, Lu Xuanji turned into a stream of light, escaping away.
Kill!
The elder laughed coldly, waving to capture, but at the next moment, the surrounding array patterns activated, waves surged, the damaged Grand Array was invoked, Sword Qi like a galaxy reversed, tilted downward directly. Wave after wave, endlessly vast like a sky curtain.
The elder triggered secret techniques, silver Gang Qi enveloped his body, transforming to over a zhang thick, producing crisp sound meeting the Sword Qi. In the confrontation, Sword Qi was constantly worn out, disappearing away. But the next moment, more Sword Qi surged out, continuous without end.
Wave after wave of Sword Qi attacked, by the time the elder triggered secret techniques thoroughly breaking the remnant array, Lu Xuanji had already vanished.
"If it were the peak time of Sword Island, with the Island Protection Array fully operated, it could easily kill this body. But Sword Island is eventually destroyed, the remaining arrays have gone through the passage of time, how much power can they still have?" the elder said coldly, "Struggling in vain, you can't last much longer!"
Sensing the aura, he continued to pursue.
On the path forward, the damaged Great Array invoked, continued slaughter coming wave after wave, but each wave was broken open.
Gradually, it reached the depths of Sword Island.
Lu Xuanji stood there, seemingly waiting quietly.
The elder laughed coldly, "Youngster, why are you no longer fleeing? Why aren't you continuing to struggle? You can still keep struggling!"
Lu Xuanji spoke, "Don't chase a cornered foe, senior seems to have forgotten! Ah well, let me remind you then..."
As he spoke, a Broken Sword appeared in his hand, carrying a Pure Yang Aura. This was the Pure Yang Broken Sword, triggered to combine with the surrounding array patterns, immediately the void exploded, a black hole appeared in the endless void, the black hole continuously expanded, seemingly leading to an unknown place.
The aura of the black hole continuously expanded, dark and deep, thunder and lightning flashed, the aura of Celestial Tribulation surged.
Within the black hole, faint hidden aura transformed, alternative rules fluctuated, seemingly leading to another dimension.
Triggering secret techniques, the aura on the Pure Yang Broken Sword emitted, seemingly transforming into a pinpoint connecting to some supreme place, as if communicating with some supreme existence.
"Not good!"
The elder frowned slightly, a trace of unease flashed in his eyes.
Only because within that black hole, he sensed the aura of the Immortal Realm, seemingly this Creation Daoist wants to use the Pure Yang Broken Sword to communicate with some supreme existence of the Immortal Realm.
Such aura, made him uneasy.
Instantly, the aura on the elder surged, powerful and domineering force circulated, destructive aura rose intensely, he waved out a move, seemingly overturning the heaven and earth, domineering and destructive force that seemed able to tear everything, obliterate everything. Yet it was still too late.
Within the black hole, a terrifying aura appeared, seemingly restricted by some rules, seemingly hindered by some supreme obstacle, the body could not descend, only an intent could come down.
However, just an intent possessed immense power.
The intent in the void, continuously condensed and shaped, transformed into a middle-aged man, dressed in a cyan robe, his face graceful and dignified, behind him appeared a white sun, standing with his hands behind his back, just standing in the void, forming a terrifying pressure.







