"The dark God of Hades descended into the world, and the lonely universe fell into darkness. The boundless God gave me the energy of the gods to purify the dirt of the world!"
The ancient words flowed above the head, and the black and white man read at the same time, his face became extremely pale. After reading this sentence, the whole figure seemed to have lost ten years of life.
The skin became wrinkled, like dried orange peel, which was extremely ugly. The luster on the skin dissipated, and it looked dull under the starry sky, but it was shocking.
When the words fell, black energy condensed around them, and a mysterious and profound energy came out, making people's hearts palpitate. Even the old principal felt his heart pounding.
"The Art of Far Far Away, the Lament of the God of Hades!" Hei Langjun roared angrily, like a demon from the abyss, rushing out of the world to drink the blood of the people.
Bai Langjun said ferociously: "You are very good, but you have forced us to this level. If you die under this far-reaching technique, it is not an injustice. The dust seal is opened, and the lament of the god of the underworld is heard!"
The giant dragon of the phantom cloud rushed down, and was about to hit the black and white man, but something strange happened. In the absolute realm, they should not be under their control, but after the black energy appeared, everything became strange.
stand up.
The giant dragon dissipated and was swallowed up by the black energy. Bit by bit, it was uncontrollable, and finally disappeared into the invisible. At the most critical moment, the giant dragon's head roared and let out a sad sigh. Finally, it no longer appeared.
Leave a touch of desolation and sadness.
But the black energy was still suspended above the two of them, and the Daoyuan Technique, which cost a huge amount of life, could not be so simple. So the old principal saw a ferocious devil's face, and those cold eyes, which were about to be destroyed.
earthly world.
With a chill in his heart, the old principal's expression finally changed. Looking at the suspended black grimace, he fell into silence and stopped attacking.
"This is a killing move we have just learned, and we are going to use it to kill our old rivals. Now I am the first one to use it on you. Now it seems that it is worth it." Hei Langjun was regretful, because he came to Shanghai and met
The first enemy that arrived unexpectedly unleashed the most powerful trick. Fortunately, according to reliable information, the old principal was still the biggest obstacle and could finally be overcome.
After the God of Hades condensed, Black and White Langjun looked at the old principal as if he was looking at a dead person, without any life left. The art of Daoyuan, the martial arts that is too ancient, even beyond the ordinary definition of martial arts, everything is...
Under the control of Hades.
The art of Daoyuan is essentially a method of combining the original energy with the original breath to forcibly break the shackles of the laws of heaven and earth, summoning or turning into an energy that is beyond the understanding of the world.
Just like a chemical reaction, when different substances are combined, the substances produced actually change in essence, so everything seems natural.
Because it is mysterious, it is powerful. This is where Black and White Langjun is confident. They have been trying for many years and finally achieved a breakthrough not long ago.
Containing anger and murderous intention, he took action and condensed a needle. This needle was one foot long, with cold lines engraved on it, coming from Hades and hell.
The moment the needle appeared, there was a brief freeze in the absolute realm. It seemed that the sky was damaged, and there were cracks that many men could not understand.
Kick Kick Kick!
There are actually cracks in the Absolute Domain. This is difficult for ordinary people to understand, because under the control of a master in the Zhandao realm, unless the person in control is seriously injured, or the other party's Absolute Domain is far stronger than one's own, it will be difficult to destroy it, just like
It was Lei Feng's Five Elements Domain, which was much stronger than the Crazy Sword Domain, so it was broken instantly.
This is a very mysterious energy, and it is also extremely destructive. Finally, the black and white men pointed at the old principal at the same time, and a powerful mental power locked onto him, making him unable to escape.
The god of Hades locked onto him, even if it was thousands of miles away, he would not lock onto him. There was no chance to escape, so the old principal felt a cold aura surrounding him.
"attack!"
Black and White Langjun roared, and his snow-white hair showed signs of withering. Everything was over. The two pointed at the old principal, and the sigh of Hades came.
The needle turned into black energy penetrates the void, locks everything, and destroys everything. Therefore, no matter how tyrannical the field is, it will eventually be destroyed.
As if traveling through layers of space, he was in front of the old principal in an instant. He came to the center of his eyebrows and was about to pierce through. A cold smile appeared on the corner of the black and white man's mouth.
The old principal is already a dead man!
Boom!
The endless black energy covered it, like a black hole that swallowed everything, turning into nothingness. Gray dust blocked people's sight, but it could not change any results.
During the Warring States Period, or even in older eras, there once existed a group of powerful warriors. Their martial arts took part in nature and created too many endless martial arts. The Hundreds of Scholars were the most powerful representatives among them.
In an era when cold weapons were prevalent and in an era where strength was the only factor, any etiquette, justice and integrity must be based on absolute strength. If various schools of thought did not have any strength, it would be impossible to pass down their classics.
Among them, Daoyuan Technique is a powerful martial arts passed down by Taoism. It is hidden too deeply and cannot be found in the world. It can only be found in holy places that have been passed down for thousands of years.
As a result, the Art of Far Far Away connected ancient and modern times, turned into a stream of resentment, and finally came to the world. Mr. Black and White took another side road, but in the end he exerted the power of the Art of Far Far Away.
This was also the reason why the two of them were so confident. They stared at the dust mist and turned to leave, but as soon as they turned around, their bodies froze.
A green figure slowly walked out, like a heavenly soldier or general descending into the world, gradually emerging from the thick dust and mist.
The old principal, he didn't die, and he was alive and well. He survived under the Daoyuan Technique. Except for his aura being a little disordered, there was no damage to other parts of his body.
Mr. Black and White's eyes were full of horror, and he couldn't believe that this was true, so he swallowed hard and looked at the old principal who came out with a little fear in his eyes.
Is this still a human being?
No one knows the power of Daoyuan Art better than them, and the more they understand, the more fear they have. Fortunately, they are in their own hands, otherwise, if others use it, they may die.
Mr. Black and White retreated unwillingly. They had never retreated in front of a junior in their lives, but they didn't have any time to consider whether it was humiliating or not.
In the face of life and death, only when you really face such a problem will you ignore the abundance. Everything is illusory and everything can be ignored.
Cough cough cough!
The old principal coughed violently, but there was no blood at the corner of his mouth, but his face was a little pale. He was wearing a strange dress, which was full of light, as if it were made of colorful clouds.
When Hei Langjun saw the colorful coat, his pupils tightened and he lost color and said: "Phantom golden coat?"
The old principal narrowed his eyes and said, "It seems that you also know about this piece of clothing. It's really not that simple."
Hei Langjun's eyes were extremely frightened. He looked at the phantom golden clothes as if he saw a symbol of death. He looked at Bai Langjun and had the idea of escape.
The Phantom Golden Clothes, as the name suggests, is the supreme defense that is matched with the Phantom Golden Needles. It contains Gongsun Long's Tao and an origin, and Gongsun Long's powerful experience and origin are engraved in it.
The aura of the saint realm is not something that ordinary people can imagine. Even if it is contaminated even a little bit, it will have supreme power.
The realm of saints is a threshold that is equal to that of heaven. Once you step inside, you are no longer a mortal, but an existence that is transcendent and above the world.
The reason why the leaders of the Holy Land are able to rise above the secular world and transcend the secular world is because they possess absolute strength.
Gongsun Long is an extremely powerful person in the realm of saints, so many people want to get his inheritance. In the Holy Land, they must know that Gongsun Long exists.
The Phantom Golden Clothes can withstand attacks from those in the realm of saints. The old principal wore it and withstood attacks from the Daoyuan Technique without any damage.
However, the price required to activate the Phantom Golden Clothes was not something that ordinary people could bear, so the old principal seemed to have a sense of weakness in his aura.
The old principal walked forward, with no sadness or joy on his face, and looked at the black man quietly. There was no murderous intention, no anger, just calmness, just walking on his own territory.
Black and White Langjun retreated, feeling fear in his heart. How could they fight? The opponent was wearing phantom golden clothes, and they couldn't defeat him at all.
Under the saint, indiscriminate attacks are in vain. The old principal himself is in an invincible position, squinting at the black and white man, as if looking at two lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
Once upon a time, the powerful black and white man who threatened the world fell into such a situation. Only the old principal in Shanghai City could do this.
"You dare to be the enemy of Yaowang Valley?" Hei Langjun suddenly used the name of the Holy Land to scare the old principal.
The old principal smiled, looked at Hei Langjun, his eyes full of disappointment, and said softly: "After all, he is a master who has been famous for many years. When he kills people, he should also have the consciousness of being killed."
Mr. Black and White looked at each other and said at the same time: "Let us go, and we will give you enough benefits. The power of the Holy Land is beyond your imagination."
The old principal fell into silence, and the two of them thought he was tempted, so they hurriedly said: "The master of the valley has taken part in the destiny, and will soon rule the world. For the sake of the Li family, and for the sake of Shanghai City, you must think twice before acting. After we leave, we will
I’ll put in a good word for you and give your Li family a way to survive. At the very least, it’s your Li family who has the final say in Shanghai City.”
The old principal narrowed his eyes, curved the corners of his mouth, and sighed, "You still don't understand the real reason for my murderous intention?"
Hei Langjun said: "We no longer plan for the Five Elements Golden Needle, leave it to you. We don't want it anymore, go back immediately and never be born again."
The old principal shook his head and said: "Yao Wang Valley? King of the world?"
As if he had heard the best joke in the world, the old principal suddenly laughed loudly, his voice penetrated the clouds, and sound waves scattered the colorful clouds.
"You are the weakest among the Holy Lands. With Cihang Jingzhai here, other Holy Lands have to stand aside and speak for me? What a joke. Did I, Li Yunlong, survive by relying on the mercy of others?"
The old principal seemed to be telling his character, but hearing it, Black and White Langjun felt his heart sink to the bottom.
