Chapter 263 Nirvana Bloodshed!

Bang! The old man in the dirty black robe walked towards Chen Zhixing step by step, with foul air in his hands, which kept lingering in his palms.

He had a cold expression, and there was no emotion in his lifeless eyes.

Outside the Xianxuan Mountain.

Countless monks who had originally looked hopeful when they saw the old man in the dirty black robe being defeated and bleeding from his hands, had their hope quickly dimmed in an instant.

"The Nirvana Realm is completely invincible!"

"That's right. Even if Chen Zhixing can hurt this old Nirvana monster, what does it matter? When he reaches the Nirvana stage, he is already immortal and can be reborn with a drop of blood. Unless we can kill him with one strike and wipe out his foundation, it is impossible to kill him completely!"

“If the True Self Realm lacks the means to kill the Nirvana Realm with one strike, then even if they can contend with the Nirvana Realm for a short period of time, it is only a matter of time before they are defeated and killed!”

"If the True Self Realm can defeat the Nirvana Realm, then it would not be unprecedented in history!"

One by one, the cultivators from all over the world looked up at the picture in the Xuan Guang Mirror, shook their heads slightly and sighed.

Inside the golden carriage of the Sikong family.

"good!"

Sikong Xuanji's eyes burst into a strong light of joy, and he couldn't help but stand up! He was worried about how to deal with Chen Zhixing, and even planned to use the clan's longevity soldiers to forcibly kill Chen Zhixing, and then go to war with the Ziwei Chen family!

He didn't expect it.

As a result, at this moment, a powerful man in the Nirvana realm appeared out of nowhere!

"Hahaha, God is helping me!"

Sikong Xuanji couldn't help but let out a long laugh, then picked up a glass of wine beside him and drank it gently.

"Chen Zhixing, ah Chen Zhixing, I never thought you would dare to provoke an immortal sect and let an immortal sect disregard the rules and attack you. I can only say that you are courting death."

At this moment, Sikong Xuanji was in a very good mood.

Almost everyone was certain that Chen Zhixing was doomed this time! In the ancient small world.

"die!!"

The old man in the dirty white robe spat out a word coldly and was about to raise his hand to hit Chen Zhixing.

In the void, the temperature suddenly rose! Flame lotuses bloomed one after another.

There were also ten golden suns across the sky, turning the entire world into a scorching golden color.

A giant towering creature, formed by roiling magma and burning with blazing flames, pressed down towards the old man in the dirty black robe!

The sixth dharma-image, the image of Emperor Yan Lingchen!!

BANG! ! ! The giant force pressed down, instantly pressing the old man in the dirty black robe into the ground.

Without waiting for the old man in the dirty white robe to react.

The seventh dharma phase, the extremely cold sky illumination diagram, opens!!!

A pale chill froze everything in the world. As far as the eye could see, the land had turned into an extremely cold glacier! A trace of chill seemed to condense into substance, rising up and illuminating the world.

Roar! An ancient ice dragon with a horn reaching up to the sky, a body as big as a mountain, and a body covered with ice crystals and frost, opened its mouth and roared, shaking the earth! The old man in the dirty black robe propped up the giant body covered with blazing flames with one hand and stood up from the ground.

There were some charred spots all over his body, and his eyebrows and beard made a burning sound.

Without waiting for him to react.

Roar!!! The ancient ice dragon had already leaped up, and its sharp blue claws pressed hard on the head of the old man in the dirty black robe, pressing him to the ground again.

The ancient ice dragon raised its head and took a deep breath, then looked down at the old man in the dirty black robe and opened its mouth wide.

Endless pale cold air condensed in the mouth of this ancient ice dragon.

Boom——!!! The next moment.

The endless cold air formed into bundles and sprayed onto the face of the old man in the dirty white robe.

In an instant, the old man in the dirty white robe was covered with frost all over his body. After struggling for only a few times, he began to freeze into ice inch by inch from head to toe.

"Are we going to win?"

Outside Xianxuan Mountain, countless monks who came from all over the world to watch the battle suddenly had their pupils shrink and expressions of disbelief appeared on their faces.

And in the small world of ancient land.

A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Chen Zhixing's mouth, but he was still staring at the old man in the dirty white robe who was frozen into ice, without a trace of relaxation on his face.

To activate the seven divine diagrams of heaven and earth at the same time was already beyond his capacity.

Crack, crack, crack!

The solid ice that had frozen the old man in the dirty white robe into an icicle began to crack.

Click, click, click! Click, click, click!!

Then, the cracks became more and more numerous!

Like a mirror smashed to the ground.

Seeing this, Chen Zhixing did not show any surprise on his face. Instead, he took a deep breath, grabbed a handful of elixirs from the storage ring, and stuffed them into his mouth.

As the elixir entered his mouth, it instantly transformed into a vast amount of true energy, flowing through his limbs, bones, and meridians.

Finally, this huge amount of true energy all gathered in his Dantian sea of ​​consciousness.

In an instant, the divine sea that had been depleted due to the continuous manipulation of the seven Fatianxiang maps instantly became full again!

"The Eighth Way"

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"Thunder Emperor's true form diagram, open!!"

Following Chen Zhixing's low shout.

A flash of extremely dazzling incandescent lightning flashed by.

The next moment.

Thousands and thousands of thick white lightning bolts, carrying the power to destroy the world, suddenly rushed down from the sky!

Ten thousand thunders roared, and the vast sea turned to dust! The land that had been turned into endless frozen soil by the cold air instantly turned into a surging sea of ​​thunder! In that surging sea of ​​thunder.

Ancient thunder dragons shuttled back and forth, and silver snakes and giant pythons roamed around.

The deafening sound of thunder was like the roar of an ancient thunder beast, as if the entire world was about to explode.

And in this terrifying sea of ​​thunder.

Countless five-colored lightnings gathered together and gradually turned into a humanoid creature nearly a thousand feet tall! The humanoid creature was bathed in tens of thousands of lightnings and slowly stood up in the sea of ​​lightning.

Standing on the sun and the moon, overlooking the world! Its appearance could not be seen clearly, and one could only vaguely see that in its left hand, it was holding a lightning spear formed by the condensation of endless divine thunder.

Its right hand held up a world of thunder and prison.

Countless colorful lightning bolts moved across the body of this gigantic humanoid creature, and countless thunders automatically merged into its body.

This is the true body of the Thunder Emperor! ! Among Chen Zhixing’s eight Dharma images, this is the most terrifying Dharma image in terms of attack power!

Bang! The ice that froze the old man in the dirty black robe seemed to be squeezed by an invisible force and exploded into countless ice chips in an instant.

"Chen Zhixing!!!"

He took a step forward and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

That calm expression changed completely, and an unprecedented anger emerged in those lifeless eyes.

He was truly injured! A True Self Realm cultivator had truly injured him, causing him to bleed profusely on the spot.

However.

He just raised his head and looked towards Chen Zhixing.

In the terrifying and surging sea of ​​thunder, the giant who was bathed in thousands of thunders and lightnings had already pulled his left hand back.

Endless lightning gathered in the palm of his left hand, forming a dark blue lightning spear! Boom!!! The next moment.

Followed by a loud noise that shocked the world and made the ghosts cry!

This divine spear of lightning was thrown out fiercely by the real body of the Thunder Emperor, spanning the sky and piercing through the sun and the moon!

Wherever the spear tip passed, the void collapsed and was torn apart!

The pupils of the old man in the dirty black robe kept dilating !

The other seven Dharma images all moved and rushed towards him together.

Eight peerless Dharma images together form a deadly situation!

(End of this chapter)