129: C129 Nirvana Ancient Art

C129 Nirvana Ancient Art

1Meng Xuan wore a bronze mask as he stared at the Six-Tailed Heavenly Fox, his eyes filled with an intense killing intent. This sound wave attack struck his body, causing him to frown. His soul felt a sharp pain, especially between his eyebrows, as if it were about to split open.

The Six-Tailed Heavenly Fox roared towards the sky, stretching its four limbs. The sound waves coming from its mouth were strange and sinister.

Meng Xuan activated the true intent of the Martial Dao to form a curtain of light which blocked his hearing and true intent to block his six senses. He quickly took a step forward and charged towards the Six-Tailed Heavenly Fox.

His body was incomparably hard, and he'd cultivated three types of martial dao. Fighting in close combat gave him an absolute advantage. The Wing Spring Fist struck out with unparalleled power towards the Six-Tailed Heavenly Fox's head.

Puff! The Six-Tailed Heavenly Fox was heavily injured, its head almost split open as it fell to the ground. Fresh blood trickled out of its nose, and its fangs were exposed. It glared hatefully at Meng Xuan and said, "Haotian, if you want to kill me, I guarantee that you won't be able to survive in the entire White Emperor Continent!"

"I'm so scared. Look at my face, I'm so scared!" Meng Xuan pointed to the bronze mask on his face as he sneered. He walked over and threw out a few more punches. Each of these punches had the power to split the Six Tailed Heavenly Fox into pieces.

Everyone was shocked. The strength of this Haotian was too terrifying. Out of the four tycoons, Ye Wentian's shoulder had been removed, and the Six-Tailed Heavenly Fox had been killed. The God Child of the Human Snail had suffered a heavy injury. At that moment, only Yun Zong was left to fight him.

"Who else? Bring it on!" Meng Xuan coldly spoke as he shifted his gaze onto Yun Zong. An arrogant aura rose from his body, as if he had returned to that era. Facing the many immortal kings, his expression did not change.

He had lived for so many years, how could he ever be afraid of anyone?

He Xunhuan sighed in his heart: "That's right, it must be him."

"This Haotian has the tendency of being the strongest in the younger generation."

"I just don't know his true identity. He must be hiding something."

Yun Zong stopped moving. The god skull above his head was accumulating divine power as he said, "Haotian, we don't need the sandpiper mussels to compete anymore. Give me the last spot and we'll both stay in the well."

"He can bend and bend, but he's a man." Meng Xuan praised as he gave a thumbs up, but then his eyes suddenly turned cold, "However, I've changed my mind now! I will not give you the last spot either! "

Yun Zong laughed coldly, not caring in the slightest. He slowly shook his head and held the skull in his hand. A few demonic pattern began to appear on the skull. "Haotian, I know that you are not afraid of the heavens or the earth. But I still have my methods. Worse comes to worse, I will blow this place up. We don't need this quota anymore! "

The divine skull began to emit light, gradually emitting destructive fluctuations. Cracks also gradually appeared on the skull, as if it was about to crack apart.

He was going to detonate the skull of the god!

Meng Xuan said sinisterly, "Yun Zongheng, you're really ruthless. I've underestimated you!"

Yun Zong laughed faintly, "The skull of the god is a treasure. Destroying energy waves were stored inside. If I detonated it, I would definitely be able to flatten everything within a thousand miles. I must obtain this quota for the transformation, otherwise, it would be better for me to die here. "

Meng Xuan did not speak. Yun Zong also fell silent. Everyone retreated far away. They knew that Yun Zong would definitely keep his word. This person was a formidable individual. As long as he was able to achieve his goals, he would be able to use all kinds of schemes and tricks.

Meng Xuan contemplated for a moment. Even if he wanted the final spot, it would be useless. He had also thought about making the human king's mole be happy, but if he did that, his identity would definitely be exposed. Right now, he had yet to grow. If others were to find out that he had sounded the dragon drum, it would definitely bring about a great deal of trouble.

Rather than that, it was better to leave this spot for Yun Zong. It would be unwise to let both sides suffer for a single slot.

"Alright, I agree." Meng Xuan asked.

Yun Zong was also not overjoyed. He knew that Meng Xuan would definitely agree to it. In any case, Haotian's initial goal was only two slots, so there was no need for him to do that.

Meng Xuan lightly glanced at Yun Zong. The latter also calmly looked at Meng Xuan, but the two of them did not say anything.

"This person is a huge threat!" Yun Zong muttered to himself, feeling a little heavy in his heart. After entering society for so long, he had met countless geniuses. But this Haotian before him, he simply couldn't see any depth to them. When he had performed the God Subduing Art in the outside world, even Qin Wugen had been beaten bald.

But soon after, a sneer emerged on his face. As long as he finished his transformation and awakened the bloodlines of his mother and father, who would he fear even if they were outside of the Nether Continent?

Meng Xuan gave Yun Zong a deep look before turning around and walking away. He had arrived at the foot of the wutong tree. The three of them formed a triangular formation and surrounded the wutong tree.

As soon as Meng Xuan stepped inside, he felt a strange feeling of dao. The cries of a phoenix echoed in his ears as a strange scene appeared in his mind.

A divine phoenix spread its wings and soared into the sky. Golden divine flames curled around its entire body as it underwent nirvanic rebirth. The extremely dense Immortal light poured into his body, causing every cell in his body to cheer. The shattered meridians began to connect and even the shattered Dao Seas gradually fused together.

However, after healing to a certain extent, the Immortal Life Light no longer had any effect on the tendons and veins. The Dao Sea had not completely recovered either.

"What's going on?" Meng Xuan opened his eyes, revealing a bewildered expression.

Original immortal light, useless?

Looking back at Tang Zong and Yun Zongheng, under the baptism of the immortal light, they had already begun to mutate. A layer of old skin began to peel off from the criss-crossing True Dragon Horn. A golden bone spur gradually appeared on his tail. Dark golden scales gradually appeared on his forehead, face, and hands.

This was the blood of his father!

"His father is a demon!" Meng Xuan asked.

"It's not a demon, it's a half dragon!" Tang Zong spoke calmly without opening his eyes. He was awakening the Great Tang Dynasty's blood of thunder.

Tang Zong also began to mutate. His face began to show some strange and demonic patterns, as if it was made of dense lightning. With a single glance, his eyes began to feel stinging pain.

"The mutation is just an early awakening of the divine force in my bloodline!" Meng Xuan was able to see through the essence of this matter at a glance. As a human, he naturally wouldn't mutate and would only evolve.

But now, the immortal light was limited to him. What was going on?

Meng Xuan was also perplexed by the sight as he stood in contemplation on the spot.

"Hmm?" Meng Xuan raised his head to look at the source of the sound. His entire body felt warm from the purple light. He stretched out his hands and a ray of Primordial Immortal light shone onto his hands, causing his right hand to turn dark purple.

"This Primordial Divine Light has an extremely strong penetrative power, and it also carries with it a high amount of energy. It is easy to cause the mysterious substances within the cell to break and mutate, thus carrying out a mutation. Earlier, I had already absorbed the mutated source energy and evolved my cells and bones to the limits of what I could currently accept. Therefore, the immortal light has no effect on him anymore. " After contemplating for a moment, Meng Xuan was able to deduce everything. Even though it was slightly wrong, it was not too far from the truth.

Could it be that this quota was wasted just like that?

He was somewhat unwilling. It wasn't easy for him to enter the Primordial World, and after going through all sorts of battles, he finally managed to seize this slot. Could it be that he only needed to heal some of his broken meridians?

A perplexed look appeared in his eyes, a very rare sight.

Suddenly, a phoenix cry rang out in his ears. He suddenly turned around and looked at the wutong tree. His body trembled, and waves of shock rolled through his heart. He blurted out, "Original immortal light... Nirvana Ancient Art? "

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