Chapter 2382 : Is it time to end? LIT THE SUPREME BEING Novel
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Chapter 2382 : Is it time to end?
Tan Yun, who had regained his composure, couldn’t dodge in time, and punched his right fist.
“Boom!”
In the crisp sound of the crash, a tyrannical force poured into Tan Yun’s right arm and reached his body, and Tan Yun’s mouth was blasted with blood.
“Boom!”
After that, the terrifying aura of the black cauldron rolled towards Tan Yun, and everywhere it passed, the void was crushed.
In Fuchashu’s view, this time, Tan Yun will definitely be abolished, and his sanity will be wiped out by the shocking soul.
Originally, he didn’t intend to kill Tan Yun, he wanted to capture Tan Yun alive and let Tan Yun die slowly in the torture, but now Sun Wuliang is at stake, so he can’t care about that much, he just wants to Kill Tan Yun as soon as possible to save Sun Wuliang.
After all, it is not easy for me to come out of my own Eastern Continent Shenzong, such as Sun Wuliang, who is in the first-level ancestral realm.
So now I am rich in Chashu, I just want to get rid of Tan Yun as soon as possible and help Sun Wuliang.
“Buzz!”
When the Wanzhang Black Ding was about to crush Tan Yun, Tan Yun’s body condensed the armor of Hongmeng Dao, and his right fist slammed out, “Break me!”
“Bang!”
After Tan Yun punched the soul-suppressing cauldron, under Fu Chashu’s unbelievable gaze, the cauldron was instantly covered with shocking giants. crack.
“Crash!”
“How is this possible? This suzerain’s soul-repressing cauldron is a low-grade and supreme Taoist ancestral artifact, how could it be smashed by your punch!”
Fu Chashu’s heart turned upside down, and the soul-suppressing cauldron in his sight shattered like a ceramic, turning into pieces and scattered into the void.
Tan Yun turned a deaf ear, revealing a monstrous killing intent in his eyes, “Hongmeng Slaughtering the Divine Sword!” After reaching the eighth level of the Taoist Ancestral Realm of Perfection, and soon after breaking through the Great Perfection of the Taoist Ancestral Realm, it did not stop until the first level of the High Taoist Ancestral Realm.
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“Woooo–”
Immediately, waves of the five elements, wind and thunder, time, space, death, and light gushed out of Tan Yun’s body, and he drilled into it. into the Hongmeng Divine Sword in his right hand.
’Swish, swish—”
Tan Yun, with a killing intent on his face, performed the Hongmeng Divine Step, flashing in a mysterious trajectory from the Hongmeng Void, wielding one after another with firmness and softness. sword curtain.
Obviously, Tan Yun wants to use the most powerful supernatural power in Hongmeng Slaying Sword Art: Hongmeng Intangible.
Suddenly, to the horror of Fuchashu, Tan Yun disappeared.
Actually, Tan Yun did not disappear, but because he was blessed with three times the speed in the Hongmeng Slaughtering Sword Formation. And the speed has also increased tenfold.
Therefore, Rao is a rich Chashu in the second-level ancestral realm of the highest Taoism, and it is difficult to capture Tan Yun’s movement trajectory.
At this moment, Fu Chashu’s right hand sacrificed a jet-black divine sword with the attribute of death, and the power of the ancestor of death, the highest Taoist ancestor, poured into the divine sword frantically.
He held his breath and stared at the surroundings with all his attention, his heartbeat beating louder and louder. In his nervousness, he was ready to fight back at any time and give Tan Yun a fatal blow.
At this moment, he is not despising Tan Yun, but puts Tan Yun at the same level as him.
“Kill!”
Suddenly, Tan Yun appeared in the Hongmeng Void behind Fuchashu, clenched the Hongmeng Slayer Sword in both hands, and swung a sword towards Fuchashu.
“Hey – rumbling!”
A 10,000,000-zhang-long, high-strength sword beam containing the power of 11 kinds of attributes, Dao Sage, shattered the void, With a terrifying breath, he devoured Fuchashu.
Na Hongmeng’s invisible sword light of thousands of feet locked Fuchashu, giving Fuchashu the feeling that there was only one battle to avoid.
“Dongzhou Divine Art: Thousands of Deaths!”
As soon as Fuchashu made a move, it was Dongzhou Divine Sect’s suppressing art: Dongzhou Divine Art, not only that, but also Performed the three supernatural powers of Chapter in the Eastern Continent Divine Art.
“咻咻咻——”
Fucha Shu was full of fighting spirit, with his left hand holding a magic formula, his body turned around in the air, and the swords of death to the high Taoist ancestors were only a thousand feet long. Mang, released, a whole thousand.
Thousands of jet-black sword lights converged into a torrent, destroying the void and slashing towards the invisible sword lights of Hongmeng.
“Bang bang bang——”
With the piercing and rushing loud noises, the invisible sword lights of tens of thousands of meters were destroyed, destroying hundreds of sword lights. Afterwards, it disintegrated into the void together with the remaining jet-black sword glow.
’So strong!” Fu Chashu was horrified. He never thought that the three supernatural powers of Chapter’s Dongzhou magic would be cracked by Tan Yun.
In his heart, even if the great powers of the highest ancestral realm, such as Fang Zixi and Sun Wuliang, faced their own death, it would be a life-and-nine death, but what about Tan Yun? Not only did he not die, but he was also unscathed, how could he not be shocked?
“Why, you still want to kill me with this ability, and then save Sun Wuliang?” Tan Yun stood in the air, his white hair was dancing, and his eyes showed mockery.
’Smashed, you are so arrogant, today the Sect Master will definitely destroy you!” Fu Chashu, who was worried about Sun Wuliang, cursed without any extra nonsense, and swung the black sword in his right hand. Young.
After the jet-black divine sword flew out of the palm of his hand, it suddenly soared from the void to a size of a million zhang.
“The second supernatural powers of the Chapter of Dongzhou Divine Art – refining the sword with the soul, the magic power is boundless!” The black death-high ancestor soul flew out of his mind and drilled into the million-zhang black divine sword. Immediately, the divine sword emitted a terrifying aura that made Tan Yun tremble.
“Buzz–”
Fuchashu, who was standing in the sky, looked dull, and a black body-protecting light curtain with a diameter of ten thousand feet condensed on his body.
This body-protecting light curtain is called Dongzhou Body Protection Technique. When Fuchashu performs the two supernatural powers of Dongzhou Divine Technique Chapter: refining the sword with his soul, Dongzhou Body Protection Technique will automatically activate. relying on extremely powerful defensive power to protect Fuchashu’s body.
“Death to Lao Tzu!”
Tan Yun used the Hongmeng Hegemony Body, and his body size soared to 480,000 zhang.
Tan Yun raised the Hongmeng Slaughtering Sword in both hands, and with all his strength, rushed towards Fuchashu from the void, raised the sword and cut him down. Tan Yun was confident that once he killed Fuchashu’s body, its attack will be self-defeating.
At this moment, after Fuchashu’s death, the Supreme Dao Ancestor Soul, forged into the black sword of a million zhang, he didn’t care about his own body, but danced in the sky. Dao Motian’s jet-black sword glow appeared out of thin air from around the jet-black sword. There were ninety-nine jet-black sword lights, and the jet-black sword was surrounded by stars like the moon.
“Tan Yun kid, even ten of you can’t break through this sect master’s Dongzhou body protection technique!” A voice of extreme confidence came from the jet-black sword.
Tan Yun, holding a sword in both hands, turned a deaf ear and slashed at Fuchashu’s body-protecting light curtain.
“Bang!” With a loud bang, the protective light curtain trembled violently, but it was intact and showed no signs of breaking.
“Damn, such a strong defense!” When Tan Yun was shocked, Hongmeng thought of the old voice of Fucha Shu in the sky, “Tan Yun, it’s time to end
!”
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Author: Tomb of the Dry Cliff Rain
Translation: Artificial_Intelligence
