Montenegro Chapter 249: Spear and stylus, Confucian supernatural powers are useless. Through the throat, there may not be many nightmares in the night. Part 1
Chapter 249: Spear and stylus, Confucian supernatural powers are useless. Through the throat, there may not be many nightmares in the night. Part 1
"You, you, you,,,,, as the incarnation of the Emperor of Heaven's will, actually used such dirty means to sneak attack and deceive..."
"You yourself don't have a deep understanding of the changes in heaven and the vicissitudes of the human world, and your calculations are inferior to mine. The outcome has been determined, but you still haven't completely given up resistance and gained the idea of the common land of the world!"
Wang Zhong's gloomy and slightly smiling voice reached Yinglong's ears, but unfortunately Yinglong no longer had the energy to refute.
It turns out that at that moment, Wang Zhong used the Nine Paths of the Yuan Demon - Wu Jian, Qiu Hao, Yin and Yang, and Tongren - to first deceive Tianji, transforming himself into Ji Luohong's appearance and at the same time transforming Ji Luohong into his own appearance.
However, this change in appearance alone cannot confuse Yinglong, who has mastered the way of heaven.
However, among Wang Zhong's nine paths of Yuan Mo, there is the one of being a companion. Once a companion, even the temperament, pressure, spirit, will, and thoughts can be transferred.
Wang Zhong was even more confused by Infernal Affairs, and for a moment, Ying Long actually saw it wrong.
In this way, Yinglong fell into a big somersault that he would never be able to recover from.
However, at this time, Wang Zhong had only succeeded, not a complete victory. To assimilate Ying Long into such a behemoth, he still had to pay an immeasurable price.
After all, Wang Zhong was not the Emperor of Heaven in his heyday. At most, he was just a demon king who inherited a ray of the Emperor's thoughts and grew stronger. To grow into a true Emperor of Heaven, Wang Zhong still has a long way to go.
Ying Long's eyebrows were hit by Wang Zhong's "Gong" sword, and his soul was immediately suppressed like never before. Waves of huge and vast thoughts hit his incomparably tenacious spirit like the Yangtze River.
Although the divine will of this ancient dragon clan's strongest person is powerful, it is still unable to withstand the impact of the most determined beliefs and thoughts of hundreds of millions of people on the land of Kyushu for thousands of years.
In an instant, his thoughts, spirit and sanity were teetering on the verge of collapse.
"Ouch, ouch!" Ying Long's naked upper body was originally white and flawless, almost perfect, but now it was covered with a thin layer of red.
This red color spreads downward inch by inch, becoming thicker and thicker, covering an increasingly larger area. As long as this red color spreads to his whole body, Yinglong will be completely assimilated by the belief that "the world shares the same soil".
Become the same existence as Kong Lingqi.
"The dragon jumped to death, and its blood was dark and yellow. The blue sky bless me, and the white sun drives away the red."
Yinglong knew in an instant that this was an important moment for his life and death. If he did not do anything right, he would lose his true identity and fall into the abyss of eternal destruction. He would sink forever and never have a chance to turn around.
His upper body suddenly appeared densely packed with delicate, pure green scales with a little bit of white.
The scales emitted a soft light, emitting two pure rays of light, covering the whole body, firmly resisting the invasion of the "Communist" sword's light.
A series of roars and dragon roars came from his mouth, and the entire sky suddenly became extremely pure blue, without a trace of color. At the same time, the huge red sun in the sky gradually turned brighter under his roar.
It lost its color and became pure white.
Above the blue sky, a pure white sun hangs. This strange scene has never happened in ancient times.
This is Yinglong's last desperate secret skill, the Qingtian Baiyue Liangyi Xuanhuang Zhenqi.
After all, Yinglong is extraordinary. After all, he is a peerless strong man who has ascended to Taixu a long time ago. He has surpassed the existence of heavenly immortals. He is not something that earthly immortals like Kong Lingqi can compare with.
Ying Long was the strongest warrior of the ancient dragon clan, and he was talented and intelligent. He quickly understood the secrets of the operation of the universe and gained access to the way of heaven. And in the next three hundred years, he used the principle of Wuji to produce Tai Chi, and Tai Chi to produce Liangyi.
Taking the black and yellow true energy from the heaven, earth, universe, and the long river of time, it was refined into two channels of true energy, one green and one white. The green one can transform into the sky, and the white one can transform into the sun. This blue sky covers Jiuzhou, and the brilliance of the sun is spread in all directions.
The two qi of blue and white are Yinglong's most powerful weapon against the glory of the Emperor of Heaven.
Now that it was a critical moment of life and death, he didn't care about consuming his vitality and immediately used it. While inducing the heavenly signs, he wrapped his whole body to protect his soul and thoughts, so as not to lose the last bit of clarity.
Yinglong tried his best and finally managed to save the clarity of his spiritual platform and the loss of his sanity. However, all his energy was used to resist the powerful impact of thoughts from Tianxia Gongtu, and it was difficult for him to counterattack with any movement or spell on his body. But it was revealed.
There was a huge flaw.
Ji Luohong on the side suddenly felt the advantage. She smiled sinisterly, rubbed the True Dragon Divine Scissors with her hands, murmured the mantra, and immediately suppressed the two restless dragon souls on the True Dragon Divine Scissors.
"As long as you can kill Yinglong this time, I will give you your freedom!" Ji Luohong suppressed and promised. Then seeing that she was ready, she immediately raised her hand, and the true dragon god scissors transformed into two long and narrow ten-stripes.
The two-color glazed light knife cut with all its strength towards Yinglong's lower body, which was stuck in a stalemate.
Because Yinglong's spirit had to resist the assimilation of the "Gong" sword, he couldn't distinguish other spirits, and all the pressure disappeared, because the two dragon souls on the True Dragon God's scissors no longer had the fear of him before, and were even more afraid of him.
Shang Ji Luohong's promise and the pressure of the mantra's spell, this cut, exerted its power to the limit.
"Puch!"
The two shear lights clashed for hundreds of times, and finally cut Ying Long's lower body clothes to pieces, revealing pieces of hard protective scales.
This action naturally made Yinglong aware of it, but he was unable to concentrate on it.
Because Wang Zhong, who pointed his eyebrows with a sword, refused to move away. The impact of the vast thoughts under Wang Zhong's control was several times more powerful than in Wang Xiuchu's hands!
If Ying Long loses his focus now, one can imagine his fate.
Therefore, no matter what kind of attack Ji Luohong was attacking, Yinglong could only pretend not to see it. He could only rely on the protective power and the powerful defensive ability of his own scales to resist.
Ji Luohong used the True Dragon Divine Scissors, and saw that only Yinglong's lower body clothes were cut, and even the scales could not break through. She was immediately angry. She stretched out her hands, and her body was close to Yinglong. With a fierce blow, her whole body was covered.
The strong energy is concentrated on the toes.
A ball of gorgeous bursting flames rose up from the tip of her toes. Ji Luohong was originally refining the Seven Kills True Fire. Now, this time, she condensed the true fire she had cultivated for thousands of years into one point. It was so lethal that it was simply
Unbelievable.
With an explosive kick, Ji Luohong slammed her real fire onto the scales of Yinglong's lower body.
Bang, a piece of Yinglong's scales fell off. All the clothes on his lower body were burned by real fire.
"Good mother-in-law. I can't spare you!" Yinglong roared angrily, and the light of the white sun in the sky became more intense, but it was of no use to Ji Luohong.
When Ji Luohong saw that her full kick only damaged one of Yinglong's scales, she was extremely surprised. For a moment, she couldn't think of a more destructive way to attack.
"It would be great if there was a bear with a big axe. If I hit him hard with the axe, the shock would make him lose his vitality."
"let me!"
Ke Yinyue below also seemed to see an advantage. With one finger of the sword technique in his hand, he unleashed hundreds of Taiyi innate sword energy, and long and sharp golden light stabbed Yinglong's lower body one after another.
But such an attack was far worse than Ji Luohong's attack just now, and naturally it couldn't harm even half of Yinglong's hair.
"Let's see how long you can endure it!"
Ji Luohong and Ke Yinyue couldn't break Yinglong's scales with repeated attacks. They became angry with shame, so they attacked again and again as if risking their lives. For a moment, fire, sword light, golden light and other colors were like fireworks.
Yinglong's lower body bloomed.
"What's going on? I seem to have entered a strange realm just now. I seem to have seen the true direction of my other identity. Is this my predecessor or my future life?" At this moment, Wang Xiuchu woke up from the chaos.
Came over.
He had just fought against Ying Long, and under Ying Long's strong pressure, he entered a wonderful realm. In that realm, Wang Xiuchu realized his powerful identity in the future, and also displayed the most powerful killing move in the future.
"God fights all over the world".
However, Ying Long finally used his magical power of three turns and five counterattacks to counterattack his power, knocking Wang Xiuchu back to his original form.
As soon as Wang Xiuchu woke up, he felt as if he had had a big dream. Everything in the dream could only be vaguely remembered. There seemed to be memories, but when he thought about it carefully, it was all vague.
"Who am I in my past and future lives? How could I be able to fight against a strong man like Ying Long just now?" Wang Xiuchu was confused: "It seems that I have to ask the fifth generation in the future!"
At this time, Wang Xiuchu also saw the blue sky and white sun in the sky, and saw Wang Zhong's sword pointed at Yinglong's eyebrows, and Ji Luohong and Ke Yinyue madly attacking Yinglong.
"Good guy, the master finally took action personally and hit Yinglong. Yinglong is indeed a Yinglong. He can sustain himself under the sword for so long. But I think he is about to die, so let me be the last one to break the camel's back.
Just a straw!"
Wang Xiuchu touched his hand, and suddenly the "earth" sword was still there, and he suddenly became more confident!
"Kong Weihong, let's do it together, you will need multiple companions again!"
Kong Weihong laughed loudly: "The Lord God said it wrong, he is not a companion, but a comrade." Before he could finish his words, the man turned into a streak of blood and rolled up.
Wang Xiuchu also followed, picked up the "earth" sword and rushed into the sky.
At this critical moment, when he was about to succeed, suddenly, two long and large beams of light flew over from the far northwest. This light was as good as the Liangyi Xuanhuang Zhenqi that Yinglong had just used.
The appearance is also one green and one white.
Although the two strands of Qi, green and white, are not as powerful as Yinglong's, making the heaven and earth change color and the red sun turn white, the purity level is not inferior to Yinglong's.
The green and white Qi stretched and contracted, blocking Wang Xiuchu's progress.