The Ice Soul Sword, which is as bright as jade, emits a dazzling and magnificent light, and the boundless cold air blooms instantly like a white lotus.
Colorful and magnificent, it seems to have gathered all the beauty in the world.
Inches of frost, layer upon layer, began to spread in all directions with Dou Changsheng as the center.
The paved floor tiles, the wooden Taishi chair, and the Eight Immortals table were frozen in an instant, with a layer of white ice covering them.
"How dare you?"
After a short silence.
There was an angry roar.
Dongfang Tai'a's handsome face was completely distorted, and his neatly trimmed black beard was flying, as angry as a lion.
Let Dongfang Tai'a think what he thinks?
They didn't expect that Dou Changsheng would dare to take action.
Not to mention the solemnity of the Shenhou Mansion, it is one of the rare forbidden places in the world. There is a supreme master sitting there, and there are also brothers from the same sect who have stayed in the city of God and are living in the Shenhou Mansion. There are many masters among them.
Dongfang Tai'a himself is also a third-grade master.
One of them was only a third-level warrior, even an awakened demigod, and dared to swing his sword at the grandmaster.
Is this really too brave?
Anyone who dares to do this is either ignorant or stupid.
Dongfang Tai'a's broad sleeves swung, and a palm fell from top to bottom.
All of a sudden.
The splendidly blooming ice flowers melt like snow in an instant when exposed to the sun.
The world seems to have come alive.
This palm covers the sky and the sun, just like the sky falling.
Heaven and earth hate him, like the enemy of the world.
In the blink of an eye, everything turned upside down.
A square inch in the palm of your hand is like the world.
This is the realm of harmony between heaven and man, which is superior to the third-level Dharma. The next step is the unity of heaven and man in the first-level martial arts.
Dongfang Tai'a is not a third-grade martial arts master, but a second-grade martial arts grand master who has a close relationship between heaven and man.
This dazzling sword is enough to cut through the wind and fire, but under this palm, like an ant, no matter how hard the Ice Soul Sword struggles, it cannot break through the prison. In less than a breath, the Ice Soul Sword seems to be stuck in a quagmire.
, was completely imprisoned.
Dongfang Tai'a has already developed murderous intentions.
Although it was just an ordinary palm, a second-level martial arts grand master took action and evolved the power of heaven and earth. This was definitely not an attack that anyone under the third-level martial arts could withstand.
Ninth level of martial arts.
The lower third grade is one's own strength, the middle third grade is blessed by heaven and earth, and the upper third grade represents heaven and earth.
Stepping into the third level, one is inhuman and begins to transform into an immortal. The second level martial arts grand master has taken another important step on the path of inhumanity.
Deng Deng Deng!!!!!!!
Dou Changsheng continued to retreat, but the palm that filled his field of vision not only did not decrease, but continued to grow. No matter Dou Changsheng turned around, the palm prints were clear and the principles were intertwined, just like the palm of heaven and earth, it was slowly beginning to fall.
It seems slow, but it's actually extremely fast.
In less than a breath, he was already above Dou Changsheng.
This palm strike was enough to turn Dou Changsheng into a pulp.
Dots of light suddenly appeared, and the endless light spread like a goddess scattering flowers, filling the front hall with tiny bits of light.
The light spots were connected to each other, and finally a vague figure emerged from them.
This is an old man, with many wrinkles on his weathered face. He is wearing a purple gown, and the world seems to have solidified after he appears.
The manifested will calmly gazed at Dongfang Tai'a.
The palm didn't even fall, it immediately stiffened.
Manifestation of will, this is the sign of the first level of martial arts.
The pure and thorough, relatively illusory shadow of the majesty of Shenhou did not even look at Dongfang Tai'a. He turned his back to Dongfang Tai'a, stared at Dou Changsheng, and said in a calm tone: "Little friend, please wait a moment."
After finishing his words, the shadow of greatness disappeared.
Cun Cun began to disintegrate, and the light gradually dissipated.
Dou Changsheng felt relieved. Even though he swung his sword this time, he knew that making any noise would definitely alarm the Lord Shen and he would come out to stop it.
But this is just speculation, no one can be sure of the real situation?
The smell of gambling is very strong.
If it weren't for Dongfang Tai'a's mouth, which repeatedly confirmed the character of the Shenhou, Dou Changsheng would not have dared to be so presumptuous and dare to swing his sword at the Grand Master.
Dongfang Tai'a retracted his palm, looked at Dou Changsheng dissatisfied, and finally snorted coldly, then turned around and strode towards the back hall.
Dou Changsheng put the Ice Soul Sword back into its sheath and stared at the ice that had disappeared. The front hall was restored to its original state, as if there were no traces of battle.
The realm of reaching the third level is really beyond what I can figure out now.
too strong.
This style of painting is obviously wrong.
Grandmasters and non-grandmasters are obviously two different species.
Dou Changsheng calmed down his emotions, and God Lord Zhuge Wuwo had already walked slowly over. His energy was restrained, and his silver-white hair was naturally scattered, like a waterfall. It looked ordinary no matter how you looked at it, except for those eyes.
Brilliant like stars.
Dongfang Taiashi stood beside Zhuge Wuwo, like a slave.
As the name suggests, Dongfang Tai'a is a sharp-edged figure with a strong aura, and his every move can affect all directions, so he naturally becomes the most eye-catching figure among the crowd.
But when I stood with Zhuge Wuwo, although my aura was still the same and there was no restraint, it was no longer as sharp as a ray of light on my back, as if everything was covered up.
Zhuge Wuwo sat down, looked at Dou Changsheng, and asked calmly: "My little friend came here late at night. He must have something important to tell you."
"Now I can speak freely."
Dou Changsheng bowed respectfully, and then said solemnly: "This time I came to the door. Today, my master went to six doors and has not returned yet."
"I felt alarmed in my heart and immediately rushed to the Shenhou Mansion to report the whole incident. Unfortunately, I was blocked by Senior Dongfang, so I had no choice but to choose a drastic method."
"I know Senior Dongfang has good intentions, but this time things are really too serious."
Zhuge Wuwo nodded and said gently: "Dongfang Tai'a has always been too selfish, so I was worried about it, so I made him the general manager of the mansion. This time things went wrong."
"I will arrange for him to relinquish his position as the general manager and go to the East China Sea to do business. It doesn't matter how he faces the Dragon Clan."
Dongfang Tai'a's face was livid and extremely ugly. The city of gods was more dangerous to ordinary people, but for a second-level martial arts master, this was the stage to shine.
Then I put some eye drops on myself, and as expected, I will be punished for my anger.
Dou Changsheng is a villain!
Zhuge Wuwo continued: "This incident alone is not enough for you to take risks and take such drastic measures."
"Tell me?"
"What is it?"
Dou Changsheng did not hesitate and said directly: "Zhou Guangren is not pretending to be Ye Wumian, his true identity is King Wuxiang."
"I'm here just to ask the Lord God to take action."
Dongfang Tai'a was stunned for a moment, and then he was horrified, and he blurted out: "You want to pull out the fuel and attack King Wuxiang directly?"
"wrong."
"How could Zhou Guangren be the King of No-Phase?"