In my twilight years of cultivating, I became a Supreme Daoist of the Longevity Path-Chapter 961
Chapter 961: 386: Insane Heavenly Dao!
Blood Thunder Baptism!
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Blood Thunder Baptism!
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“Third Elder, we will stand or fall with you!”
As Su Yanyan witnessed the many remaining disciples swiftly flying towards their respective peaks and quickly entering into the nodes of their formations, her heart trembled, knowing that these disciples had truly made a decision to face death.
“Hahaha—such a lively moment must not lack my presence!
If you bunch of brats won’t leave, then of course, as your Second Elder, neither will I!”
Just then, Jiang Jian’s figure shot back from the rear.
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“Second Senior Brother!” Su Yanyan’s beautiful face slightly changed.
“Don’t worry, the fourth has already taken over the group of disciples who evacuated.”
Jiang Jian raised his large sleeves, his face glowing, pushing his Nascent Soul power to the limit, unleashing two streams of Nascent Soul force to help Su Yanyan bear some of the formation’s pressure, resisting the onslaught of magic treasures from beyond the formation.
Su Yanyan’s Divine Sense swept towards Chen Dengming who had disappeared into the distance, just about to remind Jiang Jian to assist Chen Dengming, when a series of low, elongated booms erupted in front of them, like cannonfire.
All thirteen enemy Nascent Soul old monsters had arrived together, their might truly casting a dark and ominous shadow, startling ghosts and spirits, clouding the long expanses of the night sky, making it difficult to see.
“Longevity Sect, today you meet your destruction!!”
The Mosha Crown Prince’s face was cold and frosty as he took the lead.
With a flick of his fingers, a magic treasure whistled out, resembling a black serrated scythe wrapped in curving, twisting black flames, darting chaotically, like a strangely shaped python decisively striking down.
“Go!”
The Sky Demon Sect’s Demon Child summoned a clawing, gnashing dragon, emitting foul Demonic Qi, transforming into a cold, black sword of light, plunging straight down.
The Dharma Saint Palace’s Palace Master sent out a steel bracelet emitting a stream of faint purple light, like a rapid current.
The other Nascent Soul True Monarchs acted at the same time, aiming to exert their full force in one fell swoop to break the Longevity Sect’s Mountain Protection Array.
So many ferocious Nascent Soul True Monarch attacks falling at the same time was rarely seen in this world.
The combined siphoning effect nearly instantly depleted the spiritual energy from the surroundings.
“ZhuLóng!!”
The entire Mountain Protection Array violently shook, and the rumbling sound it emitted spread hundreds of miles out, still so startling.
The barrier’s surface seemed to be sliced open by a giant gash, the gateways shook, and all thirteen peaks swayed simultaneously, while buildings, woods, doors and windows, all emitted terrifying trembling noises.
Su Yanyan and Jiang Jian both turned an instant pale, with muffled groans, blood oozing from the corners of their mouths.
The disciples guarding the thirteen peaks trembled mightily, many fainting on the spot, while those slightly stronger vomited fresh blood, their bodies shaking violently like young plants in the wind.
With just a single strike, nearly half of the seven or eight thousand Longevity Sect disciples had fallen.
Just as the many Nascent Soul True Monarchs were gathering their energy to launch the next wave of attacks, the sky suddenly darkened and became oppressive, a vast and ice-cold Divine Sense will accompanied by intense pressure, suddenly descended.
There seemed to be a majestic colossus descending from afar, looking down upon them.
All Nascent Soul True Monarchs’ faces changed, with a feeling as if the sky were about to collapse upon them.
“It’s Fu Changyin…”
The Mosha Crown Prince was about to remind everyone.
However, by this time, everyone’s magic treasure attacks were being launched in succession, and to immediately redirect their magic treasures for defense would be too slow.
Above, the heavens suddenly flashed a fierce red, as if part of the night had been peeled away to reveal a vast expanse of blood-like glow.
Behind that blood light, Fu Changyin’s figure flickered in and out of view, his eyes’ blue-green light gradually turning cold and merciless.
The blood-red thunderbolt, like a sharp guillotine, fiercely split the dark clouds, shooting out a scarlet dazzling ray of insanity, like a column of light falling towards the Mosha Crown Prince.
With a roar, the Mosha Crown Prince quickly defended with a protective magic treasure.
Just then, an overwhelming oppressive force bore down even more fiercely.
It was as if a crazed massive pupil of blood slowly descended from the sky, targeting all Nascent Soul True Monarchs, and in its pupil’s center was the figure of Fu Changyin, his body covered with blue-green veins and Blue-green Dao Power.
“Die, all of you!”
‘Crack’ a loud explosion rang out, and blood-colored thunderbolts, one after another, like flaming red serpents entwined with fire, started a thunderstorm, turning into a rapid flow tinged with scarlet light, sweeping down.
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“Big Senior Brother!”
Over seven hundred li away, Chen Dengming’s face changed color as he already felt the extraordinary and even somewhat crazily bloody qi of the Heavenly Dao from that direction.
It was a madness, unlike the cold and ruthless Heavenly Dao qi he had come across, hinting at an ominous sign.
“You’re already unable to save yourself!”
Passion Palace Lord Liao Jizuo roared ferociously, his fingers formed a seal and made a grabbing motion forward, strange runes and qi intertwined between his fingers, igniting like flames.
Passionate Heavenly Book!
Chen Dengming suddenly felt his recently formed apprehension and astonishment being stirred and rapidly amplified, causing his body to start undergoing subtle changes.
But in that instant, his eyes were covered in a silver glow, all emotional fluctuations vanished swiftly.
Boom!―
A pale, phosphorescent flying sword shot fiercely at him, instantly shredding his clothing into tatters and pieces with its sharp Sword Qi.
“Swoosh―”
The flying sword barely tore through the Yuan Magnet protective aura that erupted instantaneously from Chen Dengming’s skin, creating a long gash on his flesh.
Right after that, it was deflected away by the protective aura erupting from his thirty-six thousand pores.
Chen Dengming shouted lowly, his eyes brimming with divine light.
He suddenly drew his bow, and the Soul Devouring Bow immediately became hazy with light mist, with golden light flowing towards the bowstring like water and instantly solidifying into a Nascent Soul Soul Arrow.
Made from the Nascent Soul Divine Spirit of Nalan Huishan, the deputy lord of Passion Palace―the Nascent Soul Soul Arrow!
The moment the arrow took shape, Passion Palace Lord Liao Jizuo’s pupils constricted, his heart pounded like drums, staring incredulously and furiously at the agonized face that appeared on the arrowhead―his Dao companion, his beloved!
“You want your wife!
I’ll give her to someone else!
See how you save her!”
Chen Dengming suddenly released his fingers, and the Nascent Soul Soul Arrow shot out like a shocking rainbow, sparkling with dazzling golden light piercing through space, with the sound of wind and thunder, heading straight for the astonished Body Saint Palace Lord Cao Zhiqing.
The next moment, the Nascent Soul Soul Arrow suddenly vanished into nothingness amidst a burst of golden light, leaving behind only afterimages, impossible to capture.
Cao Zhiqing immediately felt an intense threat, as if his Divine Spirit was being targeted, hair standing on end, and quickly brought out his Magic Treasure.
“Don’t you dare harm her!”
Passion Palace Lord Liao Jizuo immediately yelled out, attempting to intercept before Cao Zhiqing could react.
But at that moment, Chen Dengming had already drawn his bow again.
His eyes shot forth a silver radiance, his white hair fluttering wildly.
The God Alter Stone transformed into a dazzling, brilliant white arrow, resting on the bowstring, as if connected to his flesh and blood, in tune with his intentions.
Without the arrow being released, the force of the shot already stirred up tempests, making the world pale in comparison…
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