After listening to Lin Huang's words, Qin Xuance frowned.
"What is the difference between your star technique and that of the Tianling clan?"
Qin Xuance asked.
"What I cultivate is the power of the stars, while what the Tianling clan cultivates is the cause and effect of the fate represented by the stars!"
Lin Huang said.
"So, what you comprehend should point more directly to the origin of the power of the stars and destiny?"
Qin Xuance understood and said, "In this way, your star treasure technique is at least not weaker than the summoning technique of the Tianling clan, and it will not even be limited by which star represents the cause and effect?"
Lin Huang nodded.
"Can everyone in the human race learn the art of stars?"
Qin Xuance asked.
Lin Huang immediately frowned.
He hasn't thought about this problem...
From his perspective, the so-called star treasure technique is a unique path that the Emperor of Heaven has taken.
Before practicing the Star Treasure Art, the first thing you need is to cultivate into the Dharma Body of the Heavenly Emperor.
Use the Dharma body to inherit the power of the stars in heaven and earth.
An ordinary fleshly body would probably be unable to bear it.
Lin Huang shook his head, "I have never tried it... This road is not prosperous, and there is no reference..."
"It says that it may be a bright road, but it is not suitable for the current Sky Continent. It is not that easy to open up the road..."
"What I have learned is just inherited from Emperor Ji Tian. I have not done too much research, but I have stopped at the art of the Four Symbols, and have not explored more deeply!"
Lin Huang explained.
Qin Xuan's strategy was slightly condensed, as if he was thinking about something.
In the Taixu universe, the lines on the face of the white-haired god changed, and he seemed to be frowning.
In the universe, the two figures he summoned were actually suppressed by Lin Huang's star treasure.
This puzzled him.
There was also a hint of panic in my heart.
The power of the first realm can actually compete with his three realm gods, and it is the most mainstream summoning technique among the Tianling tribe.
Such human beings are too terrifying.
There is an atmosphere of chasing after the emperor of heaven and the government of Qin.
The next moment, the white-haired god took action boldly, causing the sky above Taixu to roar, and purple mist appeared in all directions.
Lin Huang frowned slightly, his figure flashed in front of the white-haired god, and the demon from the past reappeared.
Purple mist billowed into Lin Huang's body.
Those mist seemed to have extremely mysterious power, causing Lin Huang's energy and blood to flow backwards, and his realm tended to decline.
"Curse...Defeat the blessings and cut off the realm!"
Lin Huang whispered, with a murderous look on his eyebrows, and he went even more crazy to attack the white-haired god.
In Linhuang's sea of consciousness, Qin Xuance's long sleeves rolled up, and a huge Xuantian Bagua diagram appeared in the entire soul world.
Countless rays of light in the Bagua diagram were pulled out by Qin Xuance and penetrated into Lin Huang's body.
"The opponent's curse is so powerful that I can only resist but cannot counterpress!"
Qin Xuance spoke.
"Well, it doesn't matter!"
The master of Linhuang said, "The power of the curse is difficult to break. There should be priests in the divine dynasty who can reproduce the magic of the witch clan in the past in order to compete with the Tianling clan!"
In Taixu, Linhuang's clones kept attacking and killing.
The figure of the white-haired god kept retreating and dodging, and the spells in his hands continued, and curses were penetrated into Lin Huang's body.
"The Tianling tribe is not good at close combat!"
The main body Lin Huang said, "They are better at cursing, summoning, and long-range attacks. But in order to make up for their own shortcomings, they should have studied defensive techniques!"
In the void, Lin Huang's clone slashed down with a sword, but it failed to break through the white-haired god's energy shield.
"A turtle that is passively beaten will never become a overlord!"
; Qin Xuance said.
However, at this moment, the power of curses in Lin Huang's body had been superimposed dozens of times, and his realm had returned to the critical point of a god.
From now on, I am afraid that I will fall out of the realm of gods and return to the realm of demigods.
In Linhuang's sea of consciousness, more and more Bagua pictures appeared around Qin Xuance. His face was pale, but his eyes were sharp.
"If you can't resist it, fight fire with fire!"
Lin Huang, the main body, spoke, "Plant the power of curse in my body, no... you have done so many bad things, and as your protector, I have resisted them all for you. I have obliterated the calamity that befell you, but
The cause of the disaster should still be there, induced!"
Qin Xuance nodded.
The next moment, countless scurrying auras appeared on the clone Lin Huang, and began to collide with the curse of the white-haired god.
The clone Lin Huang vomited blood while carrying the power of the curse, and the knife in his hand became more and more manic.
And the patterns on the white-haired god's face were all twisted into a ball. He didn't expect that a first-level god could resist for so long without falling into the realm.
He was furious, black runes appeared on his face, and the seals in his hands became faster and faster.
The next moment, the clone Lin Huang's body was filled with black energy, and a powerful curse broke into his body unbridled, crushing the power of the curse that Lin Huang was resisting in his body with a devastating gesture.
"The phoenix dances for nine days!"
Lin Huang's realm suddenly rose to meet the power of the curse.
Katsa.
The next moment, the defense around the white-haired god was shattered.
Lin Huang laughed ferociously, his figure flashed past like a ray of light, and he cut the white-haired god into two pieces with one knife.
Before Lin Huang could make his next move, the body of the white-haired god flashed with ancient runes, and the two body parts were rejoined.
Lin Huang kills again.
He directly cut off the head of the white-haired god and lifted it into his hand.
However, even though the body of the god is destroyed, he still remains immortal.
His eyes glowed as he peered into the forest wilderness.
"He's stealing your life!"
In the world of souls, Qin Xuance reminded Lin Huang.
"It's better if he can steal, but I want to see what kind of destiny I have!"
Lin Huang sneered.
Um?
After just a few breaths, the clone Lin Huang felt something was wrong. He lifted the white-haired god's head, only to find that the latter's eyes, which were condensed with lines, no longer had any sparkle, only fear.
He still has breath.
But it seems like being addicted.
"what's the situation?"
This made Lin Huang a little confused.
"He should be addicted to your destiny...or, he got lost on the way to explore your destiny!"
Qin Xuance said.
"so?"
"If that's the case...can I let everyone in the Fate Clan steal my destiny and then get lost in it?"
Lin Huang began to fantasize again.
"Don't kill him, I'll do an experiment!"
Qin Xuance spoke quickly and then walked out of Lin Huang's soul world.
In the void, the battle is over.
Although the white-haired god is not dead, he is already lost...
Lin Huang scratched his head, feeling a little funny.
Are you still a big hole?
As long as the Ming clan dares to steal one's destiny, they may fall into it and be unable to extricate themselves?
It turns out that he is the nemesis of the Tianling clan.
As he spoke, Lin Huang swept his long sleeves across his face, erasing the aura in Taixu.
He patted his thigh with his Setsuna knife and thought carefully, "If I enter the white-haired god's body and use it as my puppet, can I enter the Tianling clan?"