Chapter 947
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Zi Yuan came out of the Star Ring and looked at the giant turtle in front of her. She couldn't connect it with the little turtle in the image just now.
However, the patterns on the back of the two were indeed similar. They were both very complicated.
Yang Qingxuan suddenly asked, "What's a Connate Armor Master?"
Zi Yuan smiled bitterly and shook her head. "How would I know? I'm not Vera."
Yang Qingxuan smiled. "Fortunately, you're not her. Otherwise, a woman who is too smart would be very scary."
Zi Yuan rolled her eyes at him and looked at the giant turtle. She took a deep breath and shouted with her hands in the shape of a trumpet, "Little Gray! Little Gray! — — "
The berserk giant tortoise's body suddenly shook, and the four limbs that were flapping in the air suddenly stopped.
The whirlpool in the sky surged, but there was no sound at all.
Other than the stunned giant turtle, the remaining survivors had already fled far away. They were all frightened and looked like they had just survived a disaster.
Yang Qingxuan's hands were sweating. The giant turtle seemed to have turned its head and looked at them.
Zi Yuan was also very nervous. She continued to shout, "Little Gray."
"Roar!"
The giant turtle suddenly roared. Ignoring its broken mouth, it roared with all its strength and rushed over as if it was using all its strength.
The sky was hit by the powerful explosive force. Terrifying air waves and spatial distortions swept in all directions.
Yang Qingxuan and Zi Yuan's expressions changed. They hurriedly responded and retreated.
However, the giant tortoise arrived in front of him in an instant. Large drops of tears fell from its gem-like eyes like a broken chain. The tears flowed down its bleeding face and turned into drops of bloody tears that rolled down its face.
Zi Yuan was shocked. She didn't expect that the giant turtle would be so moved by a name. She whispered, "Little Gray." She gently stroked it with one hand.
Yang Qingxuan suddenly shouted, "Be careful!"
An inexplicable danger made his heart tremble. He instantly felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. That kind of instinctive intuition made all the pores on his body stand up.
"Beast! You are courting death! "
Yang Qingxuan roared. His entire face was extremely ferocious. The giant tortoise's tear-filled eyes suddenly shot out hatred and killing intent. It raised one of its front paws and slapped towards Zi Yuan.
Countless lines appeared under the tortoise's palm. The center of the palm was also an Innate Formation. It instantly covered Zi Yuan and was about to smash her into pieces.
At this moment, Yang Qingxuan suddenly appeared in front of Zi Yuan. His clothes were fluttering in the wind, and his pale face was filled with determination.
"Qing Xuan!" Zi Yuan was shocked. She pulled Qing Xuan's sleeve and said, "Let's go!"
However, Yang Qingxuan did not move at all. His cold eyes shot out a bone-chilling light as he stared at the descending giant palm and said in a ferocious voice, "Bastard! Die! "
The sword mark between his eyebrows suddenly appeared. It turned into an invisible sword and soared into the sky.
As the entire Sword Catacomb trembled, a large number of sword souls broke out of the ground and manifested around Yang Qingxuan. They swung out streaks of sword realm and slashed upwards.
Zi Yuan grabbed Yang Qingxuan's arm. She was shocked when the sword aura shook her off.
She took a few steps back. She did not dare to get too close to Yang Qingxuan. She only felt that the sword aura was dazzling. It was like a cold moon and a scorching sun, alternately emitting a soul-stirring radiance. It slashed towards the giant tortoise's palm.
"Boom!"
Under the slash of the invisible sword aura, the giant tortoise's palm stopped in the air. It let out a furious roar. A large amount of blood splattered from its palm. If it was not for its high cultivation level and its thick skin, one of its front paws would have been gone.
The giant tortoise cried out in pain. It retracted its palm and retreated.
However, the tens of thousands of sword souls that broke out of the ground of the Sword Catacomb danced in the air like a group of demons. They seemed to have lost control and chased after the giant tortoise.
Yang Qingxuan's face was extremely pale. He was shocked.
He did not intend to use the sword souls. He wanted to use the Dragon Fist of Destruction and the 3,000 Hellfire to fight against the palm. Then he would use the Wheel of Sun, Moon, and Star to save Zi Yuan.
However, under the great threat of death, the Taixuan Sword Catacomb was suddenly activated. A large number of swords rushed out of his control. He had never seen these sword souls before.
"What the hell is going on?!" Yang Qingxuan was shocked and anxious. Those swords were still forming around him. They turned into streaks of sword aura and slashed towards the giant tortoise. He could not control them at all.
Even his body was suppressed by the powerful soul mark. It was difficult for him to move.
"Qingxuan!" Zi Yuan also realized that something was wrong. She shouted anxiously.
"I can't move my body. This Martial Soul is not under my control!" Yang Qingxuan tried to stop the power of the Martial Soul, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not succeed.
The giant tortoise was forced to retreat under the terrible attack of the sword souls. However, that pair of gem-like eyes continued to stare fixedly at Ziyuan, as if they were filled with boundless resentment.
"This is …" Lei Yang looked at the scene in horror from afar. Lightning flashed through his mind. He suddenly trembled and said, "This is Taixuan …"
Before he could finish his words, he hurriedly covered his mouth with a look of horror.
Some of the surviving warriors looked at the sword shadows in the sky and were also shocked.
Suddenly, a strange voice sounded in the Sword Catacomb. It said sternly, "Who are you?!" The voice came from afar with a trace of horror and shock.
Yang Qingxuan was even more shocked. He said, "I should be the one asking you. Who are you?!"
The voice was silent for a while. Then it said coldly, "I know who you are. I didn't expect you to be alive. It's incredible!"
Yang Qingxuan was shocked. He asked hurriedly, "You know who I am?"
The voice snorted and said, "I really didn't expect that. No wonder I've been feeling uneasy recently. I thought it was Gu Yao who woke up in the abyss of the Black Sea. I didn't expect it to be you. Where are you now? "
Yang Qingxuan could tell that the voice was malicious. He said coldly, "Where are you?"
The voice sneered and said, "Do you think I can't find you if you don't tell me? Although the Martial Soul of the Yang family is passed down from generation to generation and can appear in different people, the Taixuan Sword Catacomb has a very special place. There is only one in the entire universe. In other words, the Taixuan Sword Catacomb is our shared Martial Soul! "
Yang Qingxuan's heart trembled. He immediately felt an extremely powerful force coming from afar. It was going to break the world of the Sword Catacomb he was in.
On the countless sword hills, the sword souls that were stabbed upside down started to tremble. They emitted sword light and a lot of sword cries.
Yang Qingxuan only felt that he was going to suffocate. He could clearly feel that as soon as the force arrived, it would be the time of his death. This feeling was even more desperate than when he was facing the palm of the giant turtle!
At this moment, in the trembling Sword Catacomb, a golden figure suddenly appeared in the dim sky. It was wearing a phoenix feather purple gold crown, a golden chain armor, and a pair of lotus silk cloud-walking shoes. It was like a peerless god of war, standing in the sky.
The next chapter was around one o 'clock.
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