On the lonely and towering observatory, the stars are like frost and human skin is like snow. The imperial master is as weak as a wrinkled chicken skin. His figure is trembling, standing on the railing, but his eyes are sharp and fierce, staring at the underground palace.
The direction of the secret realm.
Suddenly, the inner alchemy jumped violently, and a wisp of strange bloody brilliance lit up from the chest of the Imperial Master, shining like a lantern, becoming more and more blazing, as if an invisible mysterious force spanned the distance of thousands of miles, and was imprisoned in the world.
The inner elixirs in the master's heart echoed each other, creating a strange connection.
"Boom -" The Imperial Master swayed, almost falling, and his heart began to beat violently again, roaring like a dull thunder and a heavy drum.
With the blessing of the mysterious power, the vitality of the inner alchemy surged rapidly, slamming into the chest of the national master with an unprecedented momentum, and dazzling blood shot out through the body, as fierce as a raging wave.
Dots of red light lit up one after another in the human skins, flickering erratically, flickering on and off, like countless red lanterns on an observatory, and like countless pairs of bright red eyes staring at the Imperial Master.
"Clatter--" The human skin began to tremble and make hunting sounds, as if countless herons were flapping their wings.
The imperial master's face was pale, and he clung to the railing with his trembling withered hands. Blood began to ooze from his chest, but his eyes were not surprised but happy: "Egret, you can't bear it anymore after all!"
She put her tongue to the roof of her mouth and shouted loudly. Her withered body suddenly shook with the sound of the drink, like a dragon rising up from the sleeping abyss. The blood rushed under the wrinkled old skin, as if a raging river washed through the dry
The river valley, wherever you pass, the muscles are full and bouncing, the skin is moist and firm, and the smooth and undulating lines of the body all reveal the unique beauty of strength.
At this moment, the Imperial Master's essence, energy, and spirit reached their peak at the same time.
She raised her fist and hit her heart! The heart and Qi were harmonious, the Qi and the mind were united, and a ray of consciousness firmly locked the inner alchemy.
The powerful punch hit the chest, but it was silent. Even the skin did not tremble at all, but Pang Pei's powerful force penetrated the skin and penetrated the inner elixir!
It is the martial arts technique of beating an ox across a mountain.
This martial skill is not rare, but it is really difficult to completely restrain the huge fist power like the national master without letting any leakage.
The next moment, the fist strength and the mysterious power entering the inner alchemy were bombarded head-on!
This blow should have been earth-shattering. The explosive force of the collision was enough to shatter the heart of the Imperial Master. However, the moment the two sides touched, the strength of the Imperial Master's fists suddenly split into countless filaments, as soft as spring breeze turning into rain, and as dense as mercury pouring down the ground.
The strength changes from hard to soft, from straight to curved, and is closely intertwined with the mysterious power coming from across the sky!
There is no trace of the transformation of this punch, it is indescribable, and in terms of transformation alone, it has reached the extreme state of martial arts.
In the inner elixir, the two forces were intertwined with each other, and it was difficult to separate them for a while. A ray of divine consciousness from the national master took advantage of the gap, and went straight to the source of the mysterious power, and threw it into the secret realm of the underground palace thousands of miles away.
"Boom!" The sky was full of waves, and the roaring dragon and tiger gangsha exploded in the dazzling sword light.
Shi Chong looked up at the sky, dazed. Unexpectedly, Xie Xuan, Zhou Chu and Kong Jiuyan joined forces, but were still killed by Yuan An with a sword. He was stunned for a moment, completely unaware of Wang Liangmi on his back.
Her delicate body trembled, her eyes rolled back and she fainted, then slowly opened her eyes again, revealing a strange light.
This is Jinling City... The imperial master who was leaning on Shi Chong glanced around, flashing a dark color. The majestic and simple Jinling City Gate, Suzaku Bridge, Qinhuai River, and the brightly lit Prefect's Mansion...
The world has changed, and she is back again.
"What a blind thief! He dares to tease your Grandpa Zhao. He is really impatient!" Kong Jiuyan became angry with shame. Although Wu Dalang and Wu Dalang were forced by sword light, they were not defeated. He was the only one.
The dragon and tiger gangsha was chopped into pieces by a sword, and fell into disgrace. He lost face in front of the two of them. He felt very unhappy in his heart, and a rage of anger rushed straight to the top of his head involuntarily.
The blood all over the body also boiled with this violent energy. The energy and blood merged, water and milk blended together, the Dantian spontaneously swelled, and the energy and blood surged like hot magma, roaring towards the crater.
He couldn't help but roar angrily, his nose flaps vibrated, and two beams of light, one green and one white, suddenly sprayed out of his nostrils and shot directly at Zhikari's true face.
The blue and white light beams are as fast as a startling rainbow and as solid as jade. Although there is no sound of dragons and tigers roaring, countless particles that are difficult to distinguish with the naked eye are jumping in the light beams. They are clearly lifelike green dragons and white tigers!
This is a sign that the dragon and tiger's evil spirit has become its own magical power!
Zhikarizhen's long sword shook, and the two differentiated sword lights met the green and white dragon and tiger gangsha respectively.
"Boom!" The rays of light collided, and the green and white beams of light were cleverly turned by the sword light and deflected to the outside. Several soldiers were penetrated by the beam of light on the spot, and their flesh and blood exploded, turning into a chaotic whirlwind of evil.
At the same time, Zhikarizhen's wrist went numb, and he could only feel the evil aura like a dragon or a tiger following the light of the sword, coming all the way, quietly penetrating into his body and spirit.
The three-killing machine's sword body spontaneously operated, instantly wiping out the Gangsha energy that was close to me. The Gangsha that had dived into the sea of consciousness was also lost in the chess game of stars in the deep void, turning into nothingness.
But Kong Jiuyan's offensive did not end. Qi and blood in his body were stimulated like a tide, and blue-white beams of Gangsha spurted out from his nostrils, like a dense and fast rainstorm, and shot towards Zhikarizhen continuously, killing him for a while.
Cope with it and have no time to fight back.
Kong Junzi quietly opened his eyes. Jiuyan, this kid, accidentally refined the Dragon and Tiger Gangsha into magical powers. It was a big chance. However, this Gangsha method originated from ancient demon cultivators, with a vicious spirit.
It’s too heavy. In the future, you need to cultivate your moral character and resolve your anger.
His eyes rolled around. Just now, he vaguely sensed a powerful and terrifying aura coming, like a cultivation level at the Hedao level, but he couldn't find it after careful inspection.
Xie Xuan's eyes flashed, and he seized the opportunity of Zhikarizhen being restrained. He swung his sword again, and followed the rotating sword force with his toes to the left. The violent and fierce sword energy enveloped Zhikarizhen, and the giant mountain pressed down on the top.
The momentum slowly came down.
The tip of the big sword turned into a blurry point, hidden in the surging sword energy, as if a tiger quietly hid its claws and fangs, waiting for a fatal pounce.
Pointing his toes around, he bounced up from the ground, surrounding Shikari Zhen with strange and floating shadows, forming a circle of dense afterimages. Every figure slapped Zikari Zhen, and countless snow-white palm shadows came from all directions.
When you look into it, it appears and disappears, appearing and disappearing, making it difficult to distinguish the true from the false.
Staring at the shadow of the palm that covered the sky and the earth, Zhikarizhen suddenly had an intuition in his heart. No matter how he swung his sword, the shadow of the palm that was blocked would inevitably turn into an illusion, while the shadow of the palm that was not resisted would definitely turn from illusion to reality and hit him!