mijobooks Chapter 435: Turn The Mortal Into A Saint, The Heaven And The Earth!
Chapter 435: Turn The Mortal Into A Saint, The Heaven And The Earth!
The five-color divine light turned into a beam of light with a diameter of more than 300 meters, and the farther the distance, the larger the diameter. When it reaches a kilometer away, the area covered by the beam has reached a radius of one kilometer.
Qin Fan did not run away blindly. While avoiding the five-color divine light, he waved his arms vertically and horizontally, waving the big summer dragon sparrow, and slashed a giant blade into the sky. Although he could not hit the prophet Kong, it also delayed the opponent. tracking speed.
"wrong!"
One second before the five-color divine light rushed out, the dragon's roar resounded through the nine orifices, and Qin Fan wrapped Liu Mengyao in with blood energy, turned into a blood dragon, descended from the sky, and hid behind Mount Tai.
"Unfortunately, you know the truth too late!"
Qin Fan reprimanded Liu Mengyao, "Hurry up and leave."
The moment the two touched head-on, the light's big hand collapsed instantly, the big summer dragonfinch was also bounced away, Qin Fan was also rushed out hundreds of meters by the aftermath, his whole body blood was torn apart, his shirt was completely shattered, and there were countless scratches on his skin. Injured, drops of full blood came out from the pores.
But Prophet Kong took this opportunity to step on the flying sword and stay away from Qin Fan as much as possible, creating enough time difference to use some kind of secret technique.
In the blink of an eye, after the two sides continued to circle the column for one minute, the victory and defeat were still tied.
This time, the five-color divine light contained a power of destroying the gods, and it came straight to the soul. If it could not be resisted, I was afraid that his soul would be instantly annihilated into nothingness, and the soul would fly away!
He was basically certain that Master Qin couldn't resist his five-colored divine light, and now he could only fight the beasts, and it was only a matter of time before his soul was wiped out.
Within a radius of 1000 meters, no one can escape.
Boom boom boom!
The next second, the five-color altar, which was enlarged by a hundred feet, slammed down like a mountain.
Qin Fan turned into a blood dragon, like King Qin around a pillar, but his pillar was not a pillar, but Mount Tai.
This is the same as a martial artist facing a pistol. Although the bullet is fast, as long as you can predict when the opponent will shoot, you can dodge before the opponent shoots.
Prophet Kong looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, his voice reckless and unrestrained, "If you can force it, then you can try it!"
The next second, Prophet Kong's roar resounded across the sky.
"What a powerful recovery!"
"Not good! It's the cultivation base of the pinnacle of Foundation Establishment!"
This slash, like slashing Huashan Mountain and severing rivers and rivers, was extremely vicious and slammed into the big hand of light!
Prophet Kong suddenly realized an outrageous truth, and anger burst out from his eyes like a volcano: "You have been running away just now, avoiding the five-color divine light, it is not that you can't resist."
"Treading the sky and slaying the dragon!"
"It's over!"
Boom boom boom!
The most terrifying part of the five-color divine light is that it has the speed of light, and within a radius of five kilometers, the opponent has almost no chance to dodge.
The five-color divine light instantly passed through a distance of one kilometer and shone on Qin Fan.
"Be careful yourself."
The five-color divine light was forcibly blocked by Qin Fan.
With a clanging sound, the five-color altar flew horizontally in an instant, fell three kilometers away, and fell to the ground.
The next second, Prophet Kong smiled coldly: "Master Qin, you are fine!"
The five-color divine light shone on Qin Fan's blood-colored light beam, but it couldn't penetrate, and was forcibly blocked.
Qin Fan was silent, but the injury on his body responded.
Prophet Kong's voice trembled and his pupils were splitting. He couldn't believe that Master Qin could actually block the five colors of divine light!
Boom boom boom!
Master Qin's tenacity is too strong, and his combat experience is too rich. In the fierce battle, he exhausted his mind, laid many traps, and confuses the opponent by taking positions, but all failed.
"Master Qin, does the technique end here?"
"Master Qin, you are indeed qualified to be this Venerable's opponent, but let's stop there!"
Prophet Kong's eyebrows quickly showed a white mark, which was condensed by Haoran Righteousness and Divine Consciousness, and contained a trace of the mighty power of a saint.
In Prophet Kong's view, although Master Qin turned into a blood dragon, under the deterrence of the five-colored divine light, he did not dare to get close, and it could be said that he was already invincible.
"Or two floors?"
But the five-color altar was too powerful, and he had to guard it.
Qin Fan's eyes sank, and he couldn't dodge in time. Between his arms waving, the Great Summer Dragon Sparrow turned into a huge blood-colored full moon of 300 meters, traversing the sky and slashing down.
"Child, your intentions are sinister, and your heart can be punished!" When prophet Kong heard the words, his face turned green with anger, and he roared again and again, and he almost vomited blood.
Ye Jingying and Zhou Fanghua both held their breaths, trembling with fear, silently praying for Qin Fan.
"Just make you bleed? Next, this Venerable will kill you!"
boom!
Qin Fan looked down and arrogant: "You are a very strong opponent, and you are qualified to let me use my skills."
The giant-blade sword light instantly intertwined into a big net in front of Prophet Kong. From a distance, it seemed to tear the sky apart, and the sense of oppression was unprecedentedly strong!
boom!
With a loud noise that shook the sky and the earth, Qin Fan's blood-colored giant blade was instantly disintegrated, and his fingers were annihilated!
Qin Fan rolled around in the air for a few laps, and finally stood firm. He looked at the blood on his body in disbelief: "You, you actually made me bleed?"
"Master Qin, this Venerable has a mere palm, and you are actually powerless to stop it, but that's all!" Prophet Kong was in high spirits, and his roar shook the world.
This time, Qin Fan successfully made a prediction in the face of the impact of the five-color divine light.
The burning pain, like a burn, made Qin Fan's eyes extremely cold.
At this moment, Prophet Kong's angry roar resounded for hundreds of miles on both sides.
Possessing the sacred seal of the text, with a single thought, you can turn ordinary people into saints!
This time Qin Fan didn't dodge!
Boom boom boom!
Liu Mengyao's delicate body trembled, and she also felt the destructive damage of the five-color divine light to her soul. If Qin Fan hadn't rescued her again, her soul would have been annihilated in the five-color divine light.
Qin Fan didn't know that this was the sacred seal of literature that only the head of Confucianism could condense.
Prophet Kong's pupils were splitting, he took a deep breath, and suddenly realized that Master Qin was not so easy to defeat.
However, Prophet Kong's mana is increasing sharply, going straight to the peak of the innate!
In the next second, the dragon's roar resounded through the sky, Qin Fan rose into the air, turned into a blood dragon and flew away, and the three-kilometer distance from Prophet Kong was rapidly shortening.
In an instant, the golden light-attribute true essence surged out, turning into a huge palm of a hundred meters, with the power to destroy the dead, and slammed together with Qin Fan's blood-colored giant blade net!
"However, do you think this Venerable has used all his strength just now?"
Before he finished speaking, Prophet Kong brazenly sacrificed the five-color altar and flew to the top of Qin Fan's head.
"This...how is this possible?!"
"Master Qin, do you just run away? Do you dare not touch the light of the five colors?" Under the sky, Prophet Kong came after him again, his voice confident and cold.
This coercion cannot suppress Qin Fan!
That terrified ray of light continued to cast its hands and flew several hundred meters to shoot at Qin Fan, who was catching up!
One after another, the giant-blade swords that shattered the sky and the sky, smashed the world, took Qin Fan one step ahead, and killed the prophet Kong.
Around Mount Tai, the grass, trees, ice and snow turned into dust. Under the action of Qin Fan's giant blade, the mountains and rocks were riddled with holes and gullies.
"Hahaha! Can you force the five-color divine light?"
boom!
The scale of this battle was unimaginable, as if the gods were fighting.
And Qin Fan seems to be at a disadvantage, which makes her feel on pins and needles.
Qin Fan waved his arms, the big summer dragonfinch was vertical and horizontal, and a blood-colored giant blade roared out, slashing on the five-color altar.
The five-color divine light shone on the mountain, and large tracts of mountains, rocks, vegetation, ice and snow melted into dust in an instant!
boom!
This blow is enough to become a catastrophe for Zhixiang Xiantian cultivator!
Qin Fan turned into a blood dragon and soared into the air, his eyes dignified: "Prophet Kong, you haven't completely refined the five-color altar. Now that you are continuously activating it, the loss of true essence should not be small."
Just like ordinary people facing high-speed bullets, they can only wait to die.
"Fake attack?"
When Prophet Kong heard the words, he was immediately enraged.
In the next second, a terrifying five-color divine light flew overhead, turning day and night upside down, terrifying to the extreme.
Qin Fan's eyes narrowed, and he found that the five-color divine light had the same color as the previous five-color divine light, but the power contained in it was quite different.
After a long battle, less than 40% of his true essence remained, which made him furious, and his eyes were full of fear.
"The purpose is to consume the true essence of this Venerable?"
In the next second, a sage of literary oppression enveloped the world. I don't know how many times stronger than other Confucian sages. It seemed that he had transformed into a real sage.
"Master Qin, can you dodge the first day of the first year and the fifteenth day?"
"Today, this Venerable will let you take a look and truly turn the mortal into a saint!"
Prophet Kong opened his eyes abruptly, facing the interweaving of the giant blade and the sword, he became the King of Swords.
Moreover, he has not used all his strength!
Qin Fan saw at a glance that the prophet Kong used the five-color altar to drag him, thereby performing some kind of secret technique.
Boom boom boom!
In the next dozens of seconds, Prophet Kong rode the five-color altar and attacked Qin Fan with five-color divine light in a row.
Under the sky above Mount Tai, flying swords roared, and Prophet Kong came with an altar in hand.
The five-color altar once again burst out with a dazzling five-color divine light, covering the area where Qin Fan was.
"You have played against my four junior brothers, you should know that my Confucianism still has a method to turn ordinary people into saints!"
Qin Fan's voice resounded through the sky.
"How do you know that I don't dare to take the five-color divine light?"
In the next second, the flying sword flew into the sky and retrieved the five-color altar that fell on the ground.
Under the sky, Prophet Kong stared coldly.
Ten miles away, Liu Mengyao had already reunited with Ye Jingying, but at this moment, seeing Qin Fan and Prophet Kong fighting for life and death at the top of Mount Tai, the world was shocked and the battle was so dark that the whole person's heart was in his throat and he forgot to breathe.
However, Qin Fan had already avoided the attack range of the five-color divine light before the five-color altar erupted, and turned into a blood dragon to the south of Mount Tai.
Roar!
His entire blood dragon melted and turned into a blood-colored beam of light that rose into the sky, blasting thousands of meters into the sky, as if it had turned into a bridge connecting heaven and earth, connecting the portal between the two worlds.
Boom boom boom!
Roar!
Liu Mengyao's face was pale, and he rode the flying sword, swept towards the foot of the mountain, and flew away from the ground.
But the five-color altar is not omnipotent, no matter how powerful it is, it still needs to be manipulated by humans.
"Turn mortals into saints, and the heavens and the earth will pass!"
In the face of his one-minute attack and kill, Master Qin was still like a dragon and a tiger, swallowing mountains and rivers with anger.
"Let me guess, how much Chengzhen Yuan do you have? Forty percent, or thirty percent?"
boom!
These skin wounds are healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.