(Chapter 3: Asking for subscriptions, asking for PK tickets. If you have tickets, hand them over. It's not appropriate to not give tickets for such a passionate plot, youngsters!)
Chapter 1260: Even
Even Up
Billions of Tyrant Blood Cavalry shattered and turned into nothingness. The Tyrant Blood surged like the tide, but it still could not withstand the suppression of the Holy Emperor versus Hongmeng. The many antiques were too terrifying. Fortunately, with Xuanyuan's current strength, he could not use them to the extreme. Otherwise, it would be even more terrifying.
Tyrant Ji's Ancient Tyrannical War Fist collided with Xuanyuan's Thousand Transformations Fist. The boundless Ancient Tyrannical War Fist seemed to have struck into billions of waves, causing Xuanyuan's Qi and blood to churn and blood to flow out of his seven orifices. The Ancient Tyrannical War Fist lived up to its reputation. Xuanyuan felt that his countless protective Great Daos were about to be torn apart. If not for his special physique, he would have been torn to pieces. He gritted his teeth and used all his strength to suppress the power of this fist.
His Thousand Transformations Fist could dissolve all killing power. After resisting for a moment, he finally used the suppression of the Supreme Holy Emperor versus Hongmeng in the most violent manner to send Tyrant Ji flying. In an instant, he moved like a shadow, grabbing Tyrant Ji's jade-like neck with one hand and instinctively pressing his other hand on Tyrant Ji's chest. With his knee against her lower abdomen, he directly pressed her into his Holy Emperor versus Hongmeng fate.
Tyrant Ji's chest rose and fell violently, her breathing rapid. The seven days and seven nights of battle with the demons and evil spirits had consumed too much of her energy. If not for this, it would be hard to tell who would win between her and Xuanyuan. Since it was just a spar, Tyrant Ji did not want to risk her life. Now that she had finally seen Xuanyuan's trump card, she had gained a lot. In the future, when she faced Xuanyuan again, she would have a greater chance of defeating Xuanyuan. Xuanyuan had used all his trump cards, but she had not.
Ba Ji looked at Xuanyuan and smiled, "Did you win? If you want, then come. Let's see if you can subdue me. The battle isn't over yet. "
As Overlord Ji spoke, she slowly began to spread her legs. This subtle movement, coupled with her unparalleled beauty, revealed an endless charm that ordinary men simply couldn't resist. Xuanyuan's mind instantly swayed.
"…" Xuanyuan rubbed his nose and stood up. He threw the set of clothes of Xian Di Ying Tian to Tyrant Concubine and said, "I was just joking. Put it on."
Ba Ji originally didn't intend to let Xuanyuan touch her. She was just teasing Xuanyuan and wanted to make Xuanyuan take the bait. However, she didn't expect that Xuanyuan really didn't even want to touch her. She was a woman, after all. An inexplicable sense of defeat arose in her heart, causing Ba Ji to grit her teeth.
She put on the clothes that had the aura of a Great Human Emperor, then looked at Xuanyuan and said, "You said it. Don't regret it."
Just as Xuanyuan was standing in his manifestation, a terrifying black shadow appeared, causing Xuanyuan's body to turn cold. It wasn't attacking Xuanyuan, but Ba Ji.
Xuanyuan instantly acted. An extremely cold Yin aura rose from his body, and an inexplicable power caused black hair to grow on Xuanyuan's body. This was not the hair of a human, but the hair of a zombie. It emitted the aura of death, and all sorts of evil auras. A strange laughter sounded.
"Heeheeheehee …"
The voice seemed to come from the depths of the Nine Hells. It was frightening and terrifying.
The pair of gray eyes that emitted the aura of death and the blood-colored fangs were all extremely terrifying. Xuanyuan moved his mind, and the Heavenly Dipper Highest Sacred Flame burned on his body, burning off the black hair.
The black hair that had been burned off was like a living thing, writhing and rolling on the ground. Even Ba Ji felt extremely disgusted. She frowned. What was this thing? She knew that Xuanyuan was experiencing some kind of life-and-death crisis. At the same time, she also saw the black shadow. The black shadow wanted to do something to her, but Xuanyuan blocked it for her.
As Xuanyuan tempered his body with the Flames of the Way, he held the Vajra Bodhi Son in his hand and chanted the Vajra Sutra. Ancient Buddhas appeared behind Xuanyuan, and from the Vajra Bodhi Son, an old monk walked out and looked at the black shadow.
The black shadow's eyes revealed a look of fear. He turned and left, disappearing in an instant. The old monk flicked his finger, and a swastika appeared. The insidious trap was broken and shattered, and then the old monk disappeared.
The black hair on the ground turned to ash, and Xuanyuan suddenly felt the pressure on him lessen. He felt much more relaxed.
Before Xuanyuan could react, he felt a huge force rush at him, pressing him to the ground. The one who had pressed him down and sealed him was Ba Ji.
"Don't you know that you can't leave your back to your enemies?" Ba Ji smiled brightly. She was now wearing the coarse linen clothes of Yingtian the Great. She looked very simple, and her waist-length black hair fell down. She had a unique charm.
Xuanyuan could not help but smile bitterly. After a pause, Ba Ji smiled and asked, "What was that black shadow? Tell me."
Xuanyuan's pupils shrank to the size of a needle tip. He said in surprise, "You can see it?"
"Of course. Why can't I see it? I'm not blind," Ba Ji said doubtfully.
"… I know what's going on. I put my bad luck on you, and you and I are stained with a trace of karma. That's why it was able to attack you just now. If I had known, I wouldn't have cared and let you defend yourself." Xuanyuan had not thought that he would end up harming himself.
"Tell me, what was that?" That black shadow made Ba Ji feel a chill run down her spine. It was extremely terrifying.
"We've dug up too many ancient tombs of the Great Emperors and Sages. It's a terrifying existence in the Fengshui Tribulation we've faced. It comes and goes without a trace, and no one can figure it out. Let me go, and I'll take back the bad luck in your body. We'll have nothing to do with each other in the future, and it won't come looking for you," Xuanyuan said seriously.
"Oh, that's not a big deal. I can use your bad luck to train myself, and see how terrifying that terrifying existence is." Ba Ji nodded. She already knew what to do. She looked at Xuanyuan and smiled, saying, "For your sake, I'll let that heartless Drunk Guchen go this time. You'd better grow up quickly. I'm letting you off this time, but next time, you'll have to face me at my peak."
Ba Ji sat on Xuanyuan's body, looking mighty and domineering. There was a hint of charm on her cold and elegant face. No matter what, although Xuanyuan had used all his methods, he was still at the Seventh Heavenly Layer. Ba Ji was convinced, and there was nothing more to say. She released Xuanyuan's seal.
Just then, Xuanyuan spread the 'Wings of Ten Thousand Transformations' on his back, and his thirteen-fold battle strength suddenly erupted. In an instant, he pinned Ba Ji under his body. He did not seal her, but grabbed her breasts with one hand and rubbed them fiercely. It felt wonderful, and he chuckled, "It's immoral to launch a sneak attack on someone. This way, we'll call it even, and no one owes anyone anything. Hmm, how bouncy, tall, and voluptuous, tsk tsk …"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xuanyuan put away the mysterious phenomenon of the 'Holy Emperor versus Hongmeng' and allowed his Dao body to release Ba Ji's two sealed Dao bodies. Then, he flew toward the outside world. Xuanyuan felt an incredibly terrifying aura of a peak Predecessor Sage, a Quasi-emperor, chasing after him, and his scalp went numb.
Ba Ji's jade-like face flushed red. Her body had been molested by Xuanyuan just like that, and she felt so ashamed that she wanted to beat Xuanyuan to death.
In the outside world, countless people were discussing this, and no one was optimistic about Xuanyuan's chances of winning. They felt that Xuanyuan would definitely lose.
"I think that the itinerant cultivator called Xu Xian is dead for sure."
"It's been so long, but that still proves that Xu Xian is extraordinary. It's a pity that he ran into a woman like Ba Ji."
"Let's have a moment of silence. The fact that he was able to fight that woman to this extent without dying proves that his strength is extraordinary."
Countless people sighed. At this moment, an incomparably divine figure appeared beside Yao Fu. This was the true body of the Daozi.
Zui Guchen did not escape, but waited where he was. At this moment, his injuries had already recovered, and his strength had increased by another level. The awkward atmosphere between him and Ba Yun 'er continued to increase.
At this moment, Xuanyuan descended from the sky, and all his aura was retracted, becoming simple and plain.
Then, Ba Tian Jue Di's aura descended. She wore the coarse linen clothes that Xuanyuan had given her. She did not think much of it, but under the strange gazes of countless people, she understood something, and her teeth itched with hatred. Her breathtaking beauty and her flushed cheeks made many people fall head over heels for her.
Ba Ji descended from the sky, and the Daozi stood there and said slowly, "Princess Ba Xue, can you give the Emergence Dao Sect some face and let Zui Guchen go?"
Ba Ji glanced at the Daozi and said, "I have already given him face and let Zui Guchen go. Yun 'er, let's go."
Hearing this, Ba Yun 'er was stunned, and her face was filled with joy. She nodded and said, "Thank you, sister."
As soon as she finished speaking, she looked at Zui Guchen reluctantly. Zui Guchen was silent.
"What are you waiting for?" Ba Ji said decisively, "Do you want me to regret it?"
"Understood." Ba Yun 'er did not dare to stay any longer.
"Yun 'er, after the next stage, I will go to the Tyrant Blood Royals to find you." Just as Ba Yun 'er was about to leave, Zui Guchen suddenly said. These days, he had been thinking a lot, and it was just like what Xuanyuan had said. Sometimes, the future generations did not have to follow the same path as the predecessors. He was prepared to create his own Art of Three Thousand Secular Lives of Forgetfulness, and use his own unique cultivation method, and not walk the same path as the Dao Emperor of Forgetfulness. Just like how Xuanyuan obtained the inheritance of the Devouring Emperor, but did not walk the same path as the Devouring Emperor.
Ba Yun 'er's tears were glistening, and she nodded, "Guchen, I will wait for you."
Then, the two left, and the farce came to an end.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
