The boundary between heaven and earth is first a point, then a line, and finally there is a brilliant divine light that covers the sky and fills everything in the field of vision, white, green, black, red, and yellow, with five directions and five elements, flowing endlessly, explaining the principles of the movement and changes of heaven and earth.
This was an extremely astonishing scene, and what was even more astonishing was that the source of the overturning of the celestial phenomena was the magical power of a monk in the Mortal Transformation Realm.
Regardless of the magical power, this scene alone is enough to judge how vast and majestic the magic power of the person who displays this magical power is. It is like a vast ocean, endless at a glance, and can be squandered so wantonly.
"stop!"
Even with such an astonishing sight, there were still people who dared to block the way. It was a girl with a cold face, a black skirt and black shoes, and a graceful figure, especially her waist. Just looking at her body and appearance, there was something that made people...
The urge to hold him in my arms and weigh him.
But if you take a closer look around her, you will see that there is a dense air of darkness and ghosts. Countless ghosts and resentful ghosts have turned into a cloud of mist, hovering around her and making various strange noises, such as shrill wails.
There was a chill that went straight from the tailbone to the Tianling Cap, making one unable to help but shiver.
"Get out of the way!"
With such distinctive characteristics, it was almost unnecessary to think too much to know which sect this girl was born into. Feng Bingwen had never seen anyone who was better at playing ghosts than Netherworld Dao.
"Netherworld Dao, Situ Yan, please give me some advice!"
This ghostly girl, who looked like a living person, seemed to have not heard her and continued to give her name.
The next moment!
Jingle bell bell!
A string of melodious bells rang in his ears. Feng Bingwen's expression remained unchanged as he quietly watched the girl opposite him, who was only a hundred feet away from him, take off a string of crystal clear white bone bells from her waist and shake them gently.
However, he could turn a blind eye to the ring tone, but the moment the colorful deer on his crotch heard the bell tone, it staggered as if it was drunk, and even became unsteady and fell from the air.
trend.
Soul-catching bell!
The extremely famous magical powers in the Netherworld are also notoriously difficult to practice because they are offensive magical powers that directly target the divine soul. For monks below the Yuan Dan realm, the areas involving the soul are too advanced.
Crackling~
Seeing this, Feng Bingwen felt a little helpless. His palm fell on the forehead of his mount. On the fingertips of his palm, a frightening arc of lightning flashed.
Under the stunned gaze of a group of prodigies who were watching the melon eating, the Taoist Taoist's mount no longer twitched its legs, its head was no longer dizzy, and its four slender thighs stood straight, albeit a little stiff.
"Hiss~ This is too cruel!"
Some people looked at this scene from a distance and couldn't help but sigh. At the same time, they couldn't help but stretched out their hands and touched their foreheads, feeling a tingling electric shock that passed away in a flash.
"I heard that this guy used lightning when he fought against Daozi Tianjian. Isn't he afraid of killing his own mount?"
"He should be extremely confident in his thunder technique. Moreover, the true disciple of Netherworld Dao uses soul-catching bell sound. There is no corresponding method. It is a last resort to use thunder to drive away the soul sound. It seems to be very effective.
You see, that five-colored deer should be free of the influence of the soul-destroying bell."
"A knife to her neck will also break away from the influence of the soul sound."
"Look at what you said. They've all been hacked to death. Why are you worried about the impact?"
In the sky, Feng Bingwen was like a thunder god coming into the world, his whole body was shrouded in dazzling thunder, and the five-color divine light behind him also began to transform into dazzling thunder.
A vast sea of thunder appeared behind him. Amidst the roar of thunder, the power of the sky was so great that the people around him suddenly felt an oppressive feeling as if they were about to be struck by five thunders at any time.
At this time, Feng Bingwen, who had just helped his mount get rid of the influence of the soul sound, stretched out his hand. The thunder behind him cheered, and amidst the earth-shattering roar, a group of black girls emerged with paler faces.
Hunyuan Five Elements Destruction Spiritual Thunder!
Although there is no way to compare with the Divine Sky Thunder and the Dutian Divine Thunder, it is a thunder that even immortals fear, and the thunder method he is using now can be said to be more than enough to sweep across the same level.
Ah! Ah! Ah!
The shrill soul whistle sounded, and the true girl from the Netherworld did not do much to dodge, because Feng Bingwen gave her no room to dodge at all, so she could only choose to bear the thunder.
One after another, powerful and resentful souls swarmed out from the ghost city vision that appeared unknowingly behind the girl in the black dress, canceling out one after another powerful thunderbolts at the cost of their own demise.
Second grade vision, Fengdu!
That is the place where the gods who rule the land of the underworld live in ancient legends. Its time can even be traced back to the ancient times when the world was first created. Until now, there is basically no way to verify it.
Even the existence of the so-called netherworld, the final destination of the dead, cannot be verified.
However, practitioners can perceive the great ways of heaven and earth through chance and coincidence, and the coincidence condenses visions that are partially consistent with ancient legends, but it is another kind of proof, which seems to say that these seemingly absurd ancient legends are not
It's groundless.
Of course, these have nothing to do with the current battle of geniuses. The city where the legendary emperor who rules the Netherworld lives is indeed extraordinary, but it is just a city. In the vision of this true disciple of Netherworld Dao,
But there is no trace of the legendary emperor.
If an emperor's shadow appears, even if it's just a silhouette, the vision is not just a second-grade one, but a first-grade one is the minimum, and may even reach the level of an extraordinary or holy immortal, with the hope of becoming an immortal.
Therefore, the True Master of Netherworld Dao who jumped out to block the road due to unknown reasons was extremely difficult to deal with the ubiquitous thunder. Her mana was greatly consumed in the process, and her face became paler.
It's even more devoid of humanity.
There is no possibility of winning, because the opponent is suppressing her with extraordinary magic power. Every thunder here can be dealt with. However, when these thunders form a sea of thunder and are endless, overwhelming, she can only
Tired of coping.
"..."
Situ Yan pursed her lips and shook the Soul-Calling Bell in her hand more frequently, but this time it was not for attack, but for self-protection.
And her eyes penetrated the thunder and saw the young man sitting on the five-color deer, looking around at leisure, but his eyes did not even fall on her.
She was ignored!
Again!
It has always been like this, born like this, practiced like this, until she grows up, it is still like this, even if she desperately chases after her and puts in ten times a hundred times her efforts, those extraordinary people will wave her efforts lightly.
It immediately became a joke.
"elder sister!"
An elegant and pure sound, like a clear spring in the mountains, sounded with a faintly anxious sound.
Then, the overwhelming dark mist surged from the sky and the earth, and the raging thunder sea was immediately pushed away. She was already in a bit of a mess, her black skirt had some damage, and even her face had a few burnt patches on her side.
Turning his head, he looked at the exquisite figure beside him who appeared at an unknown time, and smiled helplessly.
"Sister! I've caused you trouble again!"
"Don't say that, you've already worked hard."
The girl's voice seemed a little anxious, as if she didn't want to see her sister so decadent.
"Feng Bingwen has an innate five-element Taoist body and is destined to become an immortal. If my sister can fight with him, she is already very powerful."
"But he only made one move!"
Situ Yan sighed in her heart, but did not say it out loud, but her eyes regained their dark color.
Effort? What's the use of hard work? A mediocre person, even if he sacrifices his life and leaves behind thousands of drops of blood, can't compare to the drop of sweat left by a true genius.
"Um?"
At the same time, Feng Bingwen, who had already gotten off the Five-Colored Deer Flower Chaoyan, looked at the frenzy of dark mist that separated the world from his sea of thunder. A pair of sisters as beautiful as flowers and jade were reflected in his eyes.
He showed a look of admiration and admiration.
He has not deliberately practiced magical powers to enhance his vision, but his Taoist body has the innate ability to break illusions. After being infused with immortal spiritual energy, his ability to break illusions and clear away fog is even better.
From this, he could see clearly that the figure that appeared silently next to Situ Yan, and the vague pressure it brought to him, allowed him to confirm that this person was the Taoist disciple of the Netherworld.
But I didn't expect that she would be such a gentle girl.
According to the information he learned, this Daozi should be a decisive male. After all, he had trained a Long Bo giant to life. He was so fierce, but he didn't expect it to be a woman.
Thinking like this, a pair of beautiful blood-filled eyes met Feng Bingwen's sizing eyes, and the world in front of him was suddenly stained with a layer of blood, and visions of pagodas that were enough to break the heart and gallbladder appeared one after another in front of his eyes.
Well, I take back my previous thoughts. The gentleness of this Netherworld Taoist is only for a specific few people. As for him, you can tell by looking at his eyes.
roar!
There was no communication or any reminder. Along with a war cry that resounded throughout the mountains and rivers, a huge figure as majestic as a mountain and towering as a ridge appeared.
Long Boguo, the candidate for the leader of the country, the leader!
Looking at this familiar figure, Feng Bingwen's eyes showed a hint of surprise, because this giant was not the "zombie" he imagined, and he was not dead.
To be more precise, this giant's body is still alive, and even his thunder can't bring down the surging blood. The death energy and dark mist have been dispersed and annihilated, but his eyes only have the purest and blazing heat.
There is nothing else but fighting spirit.
"Feng Bingwen, my father asked me to purge you from the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths."
A childish, but chilling voice sounded in Feng Bingwen's ears, and what followed was a land of bones spreading out in front of his eyes.
"I didn't want to pay attention to it at first, but I changed my mind now!"