The country romantic little doctor king

Chapter 1327 A hard-won victory after killing five Golden Core cultivators in succession.

The Purple Ying Divine Weapon is incredibly sharp, and when its divine marks are revived, it can unleash the divine might of the Great Dao, with destructive power comparable to a high-yield nuclear weapon.

This was the moment Chen Yang had been waiting for, to strike unexpectedly and kill him in one blow.

So he didn't use the divine weapon at first, but waited for the right opportunity.

"die!"

With renewed vigor, Chen Yang, wielding his longsword, slashed fiercely at Elder Guhe once more.

In the void, a long sword mark was cleaved out. The sword mark was pitch black, as if it had struck another dimension, and some spatial storms rushed out from it.

Before the sword energy even arrived, the world was already filled with a chilling atmosphere, and many plants, trees, and even hard rocks turned into dust.

"You little beast, stop! You can't kill me!" Elder Guhe roared, shifting his feet left and right, trying to avoid Chen Yang's earth-shattering sword strike.

"go with!"

Whoosh whoosh!

With a wave of his hand, he cast out more than a dozen talismans.

Each talisman is incredibly ancient and is a superior protective artifact.

Each talisman cast would unleash a protective divine light, forming a protective barrier around Elder Guhe.

In an instant, Elder Guhe was surrounded by a multicolored energy shield.

These dozen or so layers of energy shields, stacked together, are as sturdy as an impregnable fortress, making them difficult to penetrate even by armor-piercing shells or bunker-buster missiles.

However, under the Ziying Divine Weapon, it was as fragile as paper.

Click!

More than a dozen energy shields were cleaved open in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, a sword mark appeared on Elder Guhe's body.

No matter how many protective treasures you have, they are useless.

"You..." Elder Guhe's eyes widened in anger.

"What do you mean 'you'? I'm going to kill you, and I can't even kill you? Die!" Chen Yang's eyes widened in disbelief.

Under this sword wound, Elder Guhe's physical body was not only cleaved in two, but his golden core and divine soul were also severed. There was no possibility of him surviving.

It must be said that the power of the Great Dao Divine Weapon far surpasses that of the Great Dao Sacred Weapon.

If he were wielding the Sun, Moon and Stars Greatsword, there would be no way he could have killed Elder Guhe with a single strike.

He went to great lengths, even facing life-or-death trials, to acquire this divine weapon of the Great Dao. All the sacrifices were worthwhile.

"You little beast, you're ruthless! My Shushan Sword Sect will not let you get away with this! We will exterminate your entire clan!"

After uttering these last words, Elder Guhe's physical body, golden core, and soul suddenly exploded, turning into a cloud of blood mist.

At that moment, Monk Liaokong, holding his staff and looking fierce, rushed to the top of the mountain. When he saw Elder Guhe being killed by Chen Yang with a single sword strike, he was immediately taken aback. His staff, which he had raised high, froze in mid-air, unsure whether to bring it down.

"Junior, you..."

The monk Liaokong's face was filled with grief, indignation, and fear.

He paused, then asked, "I want to know, did you also kill my disciple Jingchan?"

From the moment Chen Yang wielded the Purple Ying Sword, the divine weapon of the Shu Mountain Sword Sect, he understood what was going on, and what kind of existence Chen Yang was.

What he feared was not only Chen Yang himself, but also the divine weapon in Chen Yang's hand, the Purple Ying Sword.

If Chen Yang could kill Elder Guhe with the Purple Ying Sword, he could also kill him.

Rumble!

Just then, a thundercloud suddenly gathered in the sky, producing a deafening roar of thunder.

As soon as the thundercloud appeared, it spread and expanded in all directions at a geometric speed, just like the Yellow River overflowing its banks, becoming uncontrollable.

In just a few moments, thunderclouds covered an area of ​​several miles.

Countless bolts of lightning sprang forth from within, like roaring thunder dragons.

When Monk Liaokong looked up, he immediately understood what was going on. He knew that Chen Yang was about to undergo a tribulation, and it was the tribulation of the Golden Core stage.

No wonder that brat's combat power was mediocre at first, but suddenly increased dramatically later. It turns out that he sealed his Yuan Dan at the beginning and only opened it later.

The reason for sealing the Yuan Dan was to prevent it from undergoing tribulation.

"Since you're afraid of undergoing tribulation, then I, the Buddha, will make you undergo it. I'll take advantage of your weakened state after the tribulation to kill you," Monk Liaokong plotted in his heart.

However, the thundercloud storm in the sky was quite terrifying. In just a short while, it covered an area of ​​several miles and was still spreading rapidly.

"Purple Heaven Divine Thunder, Profound Yellow Divine Thunder, Sun Divine Thunder, Moon Divine Thunder..."

Monk Liaokong could hardly believe his eyes; almost all nine types of primordial divine lightning had appeared.

Which cultivator at the Core Formation stage would dare to undergo such a tribulation?

Simply seeking death!

"That's right, I killed him. Do you have a problem with that?" Chen Yang sneered.

"No, no, he must have provoked Chen Tianren first. He deserved to be killed by you. Chen Tianren, your Golden Core Tribulation is coming. Why don't you go through it first?" Monk Liaokong said with a smile, preparing to leave.

Once Chen Yang is half-dead from the lightning, he can strike again, achieving twice the result with half the effort and taking Chen Yang's life.

"No rush, no rush. I'll kill you first, then it won't be too late to undergo my tribulation."

Chen Yang glanced at the lightning tribulation in the sky and quickly summoned the Purple Ying Divine Weapon.

Swish!

With the surging true essence of an entire Yuan Dan, he activated the Purple Ying Divine Weapon, instantly transforming a hundred-zhang-long sword beam into a purple dragon-like purple-gold divine mark in the void.

With a single sword strike, a large crack was cleaved in the void.

"you wanna die!"

The monk Liaokong was on high alert. He let out a roar and swung his staff to meet Chen Yang's Purple Ying Sword head-on.

when!

Although the staff was powerful, it was not a divine weapon after all. Under the impact, the Buddhist light on it dimmed, and the monk Liaokong was so shocked that his tiger's mouth was numb and tingling, and streaks of blood seeped out.

Dang Dang Dang!

Then Chen Yang pressed forward and slashed three more times. With the second slash, he sent the monk's staff flying, and with the third slash, he severed one of the monk Kong's arms.

"what……"

A severed arm flew through the air, blood splattered everywhere, and the monk Liaokong let out a shrill scream.

"You damned brat, you will pay the price for what you've done today," Monk Liaokong cursed.

He clutched his severed arm and charged toward the teleportation array on the hilltop.

His only chance of survival now is to return to the Kunlun Immortal Sect via the teleportation channel.

However, the teleportation array was slightly damaged in the battle just now, making the spatial channel more unstable.

But the monk Liaokong couldn't care less about any of that; if he stayed, he would surely die.

However, if he enters the spatial passage, he still has a sliver of a chance to survive.

However, just as he stood in front of the spatial teleportation channel, about to plunge in, Chen Yang's sword strike arrived.

Clang!

At that moment, the world fell silent.

The whole world seemed to freeze at that moment; space was confined, and time ceased to flow.

Only a faint purple sword light lingered in the sky, flashing by like a shooting star, disappearing in an instant.

Almost simultaneously, the sword light appeared at the entrance of the spatial passage, slashing past Monk Liaokong's neck.

"Boy, I'm off. Just wait for the revenge of my Kunlun Immortal Sect."

After uttering a final threat to Chen Yang, Monk Liaokong rushed into the spatial passage.

However, just as he made this move, an incredibly horrifying scene unfolded: the head on his neck slipped off and fell away, becoming misaligned.

The sword light had just severed the monk Kong's head from his body.

Due to inertia, the separated body and head of the monk Liaokong still plunged into the spatial passage.

But a wisp of soul wanted to break out from the top of the head.

Normally, even if Chen Yang's sword beheaded Monk Liaokong, Monk Liaokong would not truly die, because his soul would still be there, his golden core would still be there, and his physical body would still have the possibility of recovery.

However, at this moment, his physical body has fallen into the spatial passage and is being swept up by the spatial turbulence. His golden core and physical body will soon be torn to dust, so Chen Yang doesn't need to worry too much.

However, the wisp of divine soul that rushed out from the top of the head tried to escape. Chen Yang, holding a long sword, was about to make a move when suddenly a spatial turbulence rushed out from the spatial passage, like a bucket of cold water, and poured over the monk Kong's divine soul.

"Ah..."

The monk Liaokong's soul let out a miserable scream as he was drenched in cold water. His soul dimmed, clearly indicating that he had been severely injured.

Then several more spatial turbulence surged out, shattering the soul to pieces, leaving nothing behind in the end.

At this point, the spatial passage was already very unstable, with the shape of the passage entrance constantly changing and continuously swallowing and spitting out spatial turbulence.

Cracks appeared on the teleportation platform, many runes dimmed, and the teleportation arrays were at risk of collapsing.

Ultimately, the battle just now was too brutal. Chen Yang was fighting five Golden Core cultivators alone. Even with the protective array on the teleportation platform, it couldn't withstand the ordeal.

It should be known that when a Golden Core cultivator makes a move, it can have the power of a nuclear explosion.

This is like releasing several nuclear warheads on a mountaintop; the fact that the teleportation platform can still exist is already a miracle, proving that the array protecting the teleportation platform is truly formidable.

Rumble!

Having killed six Golden Core cultivators in succession, Chen Yang was not far from unscathed either, his body covered in wounds and his divine power nearly exhausted.

But before he could rest and heal, a thick bolt of lightning struck down from the sky, plunging him from the mountaintop to the foot of the mountain.

"Damn it, the tribulation lightning is here," Chen Yang cursed inwardly.

At this moment, a thundercloud storm in the sky had already covered an area of ​​several miles, incredibly thick, like waves surging in a vast ocean, spreading rapidly in all directions. It contained thousands upon thousands of bolts of lightning, resembling a sea of ​​thunder.

Furthermore, Lei Hai is still in a phase of rapid expansion, and how large it will ultimately become remains to be seen.

At this moment, the old Dragon King, who had just been sent flying by the monk Liaokong's staff, stood up at the foot of a mountain. Looking at the thunderclouds and storm in the sky, as well as the overwhelming sea of ​​lightning, he was so frightened that he gasped sharply.

The sea of ​​lightning from this Golden Core Tribulation is truly terrifying. If it were to fall, the entire Shu Mountain Sword Sect's secret realm would likely be destroyed, bombarded by thousands upon thousands of bolts of lightning, turning it into a barren wasteland.

call!

Chen Yang did not choose to undergo the tribulation. After being blasted away, he quickly sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and began to circulate the Heaven-Deceiving Secret Technique within his body, applying a seal to his Yuan Dan to suppress the boiling true essence.

One seal, two seals, three seals...

In the eyes of the old Dragon King, five divine chains appeared on Chen Yang's body. These five chains represented five seals. As time went by, these five chains became more and more condensed and continued to converge within his body.

As the five divine chains converged, the thunderclouds and storm in the sky seemed to lose their target. The lightning stopped bombarding Chen Yang, and the sea of ​​lightning stopped expanding and instead shrank continuously.

One hour, two hours, three hours...

Six hours had passed, a whole day had gone by, and the five divine chains on Chen Yang suddenly disappeared, as did the thunderclouds and storm in the sky.

The sky cleared up again, with a cloudless expanse.

Chen Yang stood up, dusted himself off, and appeared calm and collected, showing no trace of his former power, just like an ordinary person.

"Chen Tianren is indeed skilled; he can even evade the lightning tribulation." The old dragon king staggered over and bowed to Chen Yang.

The monk Liaokong's staff strike was quite vicious. Although it didn't directly hit him, the backlash from the flying sword was enough to give him a hard time, and his stomach was still churning.

Since the last great battle with several Blood Ancestors, defending the country from the enemy's borders, his Yuan Dan had been disintegrated due to the huge energy consumption. During this period of cultivation in the secret realm of Yunwu Mountain Valley, he had been trying to re-condense the Yuan Dan, but unfortunately, he may not have accumulated enough energy and has not been able to succeed.

"Nothing much, just a petty trick to deceive Heaven! What brings you here?" Chen Yang said indifferently, glancing at the old Dragon King.

"I was just worried about your safety. You've been gone for many days, so it was only right and proper for me to come and check on you. I guessed that you would follow Jian Chen to the old site of the Shu Mountain Sword Sect, and sure enough, I found you here."

The old Dragon King spoke, then changed the subject and asked, "Who were those people just now?"

"The sect elders of those young prodigies I killed were all Golden Core cultivators. I encountered them as soon as they stepped out of the spatial passage. Fortunately, I was more skilled, otherwise the consequences would have been unimaginable," Chen Yang said.

"Several Golden Core cultivators?!"

The old Dragon King gasped in shock upon hearing this.

For the mortal world, even a Golden Core cultivator is a catastrophic existence.

A few Golden Core cultivators would be a disaster within a disaster.

Chen Yang, however, was able to fight several Golden Core cultivators single-handedly. His extraordinary combat power made the Old Dragon King willingly admit defeat and even consider kneeling down.

"The existence of spatial channels is ultimately an unstable factor." Chen Yang was worried and did not notice the old dragon king's shock.

He quickly rushed towards the mountaintop.

He just killed five Golden Core cultivators; the immortal sects must already know about it, and it will surely cause a huge uproar.

If they send someone more powerful, that would be troublesome.

After all, Chen Yang is now at his limit, and the old Dragon King is of no use at all.

……

Just as Chen Yang had guessed, his killing of five Golden Core cultivators from the Immortal Sect had already caused a sensation within the sect.

At this moment, in the Kunlun Immortal Sect's Lesser Thousand World, in the ancestral hall of the Shu Mountain Sword Sect's back mountain.

As one of the top sects in the former Central Earth Star and one of the founders of the Kunlun Immortal Sect, the Shushan Sword Sect is still a top force within the Kunlun Immortal Sect, ranking alongside the Jiuli Divine Sect, the Yaochi Holy Land, and the Golden Dragon Clan.

These four major sects hold the reins of the Kunlun Immortal Sect, each ruling over a region with numerous affiliated sects and cities, much like royalty.