Chapter 881 Killer

Dong Dong Dong...!
Dense and numerous collision sounds were heard, and the killing techniques performed by hundreds of thousands of Jiutian Sect monks were all blocked by the phantom of the world and could not move forward. At the same time, the Chaos Bell shone brightly, turned into a thousand-foot high, enveloped the sky, and bounced back all the remaining magical powers.

"Humph, it's really tricky!"

Tian Xuanzi snorted coldly. Witnessing Zhang Qian's layers of defense at this moment, he immediately realized that it was impossible for his men alone to break Zhang Qian's defense.

"open!"

He suddenly shouted, and billions of pure white Taoist auras rushed out from the Yuanshi Daluo altar under his feet.

No one knew where the Dao Qi came from, but each one looked extremely white and somewhat like sword Qi.

"Master, be careful!" Zhang Qian's heart suddenly rang with Gu Qingming's voice, and he only heard him say, "The Yuanshi Daluo Altar can instantly refine all living things into Yuanshi Dao Qi. This kind of Dao Qi is extremely terrifying and can temporarily improve the cultivator's cultivation realm. If Taixuanzi is blessed, he can immediately exert the power of the Daluo Immortal God realm!"

"I see!"

Zhang Qian's heart shuddered, and only then did he understand the mystery and power of the Yuanshi Daluo altar. This innate spiritual treasure did not have much killing power, but it had an incomparable blessing power. It could refine all things and spirits, and even the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into Yuanshi Daluo Dao Qi. The mystery of Dao Qi allowed Tian Xuanzi's cultivation to go one step further and temporarily achieve the status of a Daluo immortal god!

"The world is so vast that there are so many wonders. With such an innate spiritual treasure in hand, Tian Xuanzi is equal to a true Daluo immortal god. It's strange, since his spiritual treasure is so mysterious, why would he submit to the Tiandao Sect?"

After thinking about it for a while, Zhang Qian had a vague guess. Obviously, even if Tian Xuanzi was blessed with the Yuanshi Daluo Dao Qi and his power was comparable to that of a real Daluo immortal god, he was still no match for the Tiandao Sect.

Swish, swish, swish...!
The next moment, billions of Yuanshi Daluo Dao Qi rose into the sky and then rushed towards Tianxuanzi himself.

Buzz!
In a moment, all the Taoist energy was completely absorbed by Tianxuanzi, and his whole body suddenly burst out with an aura of Daluo perfection, and waves of pressure belonging to the realm of Daluo Zhenxian swept out.

At this moment, Tianxuanzi's pressure was almost exactly the same as that of Guanghanzi when he achieved the Daluo True Immortal.

hum!
Tian Xuanzi took a light step, and an extremely illusory long river emerged. In the river flowed the breath of endless time and surged with infinite power of time. It was the long river of time that was omnipresent and dominated the lifespan of all things and spirits in the universe.

As the long river appeared, Tian Xuanzi stepped on the river and grabbed with his big hand. A snow-white whisk suddenly appeared in his empty palm. When the whisk was swung, a strange force swept out.

This kind of power is very magical. Even the void disappears wherever it passes. This kind of disappearance does not happen out of thin air, but it strangely transforms into lines of primordial Daluo Dao Qi, which are absorbed by Tianxuanzi and the hundreds of thousands of powerful cultivators on the altar.

Swish, swish, swish...!
He waved his whisk continuously, and the power appeared densely, finally falling on the phantom of the prehistoric world.

"Hey, it can actually shake my world phantom!"

Zhang Qian cried out in surprise. He suddenly discovered that the strange power generated by the whisk could actually make the phantom of his prehistoric world vibrate. Moreover, the strange power was constantly weakening the power of the phantom world, transforming the power of the phantom world into the Yuanshi Daluo Dao Qi bit by bit.

"It is indeed a mysterious method, but unfortunately the transformation speed is too slow. The phantoms in my world are endless. Even if I let it transform continuously, it will never be exhausted."

Seeing Zhang Qian slightly shaking his head, Tian Xuanzi calmly shouted: "Zhang Qian, you want to establish a sect and be considered a giant in the area, but are you just hiding under the turtle shell and showing your head and tail?"

Zhang Qian laughed: "Today I am opening up the Biyou Palace, and no one can stop me. Tianxuanzi, don't waste your energy. I am already invincible to you, and I don't have time to waste with you." As he spoke, he waved his hands, gathering the power of luck that was drawn from the ocean of heavenly rules, and slowly a small pool of luck appeared.

Seeing that Zhang Qian was about to open up the holy pool of fortune for the sect, Tian Xuanzi looked extremely anxious, but in fact he was not moved at all. He thought about the previous instructions from the Tiandao Sect. This time he came here just to put on a show, for those ancient sects that were intimidated by the Jiutian Sect to see. As for suppressing Zhang Qian, let alone him, even the Tiandao Sect could not do it.

Although thinking so in his heart, Tian Xuanzi was merciless in words. He turned around and gave an order, and the hundreds of thousands of cultivators who were blessed by Yuanshi Daluo's Dao Qi all took action. Each of them looked like they were fighting for their lives, but in fact, they were all absent-minded.

Wave after wave of magical powers were either blocked by the phantom of the prehistoric world or bounced back by the Chaos Bell, leaving these cultivators in a state of panic.

Zhang Qian, who was facing four layers of defense, was only focused on opening up the Holy Pool of Fortune and ignored the siege from all around.

"Get ready to do it!"

At this moment, Zhang Qian's voice transmission sounded in Gu Qingming's ears.

Gu Qingming's eyes flashed, and he made a gesture secretly. The hundreds of thousands of imperial clan cultivators behind him were all awed, understanding that this was the signal to take action.

After a while, Gu Qingming also realized that although Tian Xuanzi seemed to be fighting, he was actually just pretending.

hum!
At this moment, Tian Xuanzi saw that all his magical powers were unable to break through the strange phantom of the world, and as if he was angry and embarrassed, the thousand-foot-high altar under his feet shook violently and slammed into the phantom of the world.

Although the Yuanshi Daluo Altar is not a weapon for killing, it is still an innate spiritual treasure and its power should not be underestimated.

Boom!
A vast roar sounded, and the Yuanshi Daluo altar collided with the phantom of the world, and circles of void ripples visible to the naked eye swept out.

These ripples instantly spread to the vicinity of Gu Qingming and others.

Bang!
Suddenly, Gu Qingming flew backwards, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. When he regained his balance, he pointed at Tian Xuanzi angrily and shouted, "You are so naughty, Tian Xuanzi. You actually sneakily attacked me. Come and die!"

With an angry shout, Gu Qingming waved his hand, and the imperial clan cultivators behind him, who had been eager to try and had made all preparations, burst out with murderous aura like an ocean, which was completely different from the relaxed faces of the Jiutian Sect cultivators opposite them.

Boom!
The Eight Desolate God-conferring Monument shook violently. After being fully restored, this top-notch imperial weapon finally showed its terrifying power that overwhelmed all other imperial weapons.

Rumble!
A vast calamity cloud emerged, billions of thunders fell, and all the thunders were completely absorbed by the Eight Desolate God-conferring Monument.

The next moment, the divine monument flashed and turned into a towering sacred mountain. Thousands of gods surrounded by purple thunder emerged. These gods were like the thunder god who dominated thunder. They all turned into a flash of lightning and rushed towards the cultivators of Jiutian Sect. That was not all. The Eight Desolate God Monument vibrated with a roar and crashed into Tianxuanzi with an unmatched posture!

"Gu Qingming! What do you want to do!?"

Tian Xuanzi's face turned pale with horror, and he did not bother to continue attacking the phantom of the world. He turned around abruptly, and immediately saw a scene that made his eyes burst with anger. He saw that those defenseless monks of the Jiutian Sect were immediately killed and injured in the sneak attack. The monks of the Ten Emperors Family were like crazy, each of them was full of murderous aura, like a Shura from the underground, and they attacked with their lives at risk, leaving all the monks of the Jiutian Sect who were unprepared dumbfounded.

(End of this chapter)