Chapter 169 The Resurrection of the Violent Corpse
In the Yongning Temple, which has been reduced to dilapidated ruins, everyone could not tell for a moment which palace or pavilion was under their feet. They saw Cheng Sanwu and Liu Xuantong confronting each other separately, with thunder and lightning, mighty wind and fire, and full of fighting spirit.
All around, murderous intent spreads in the eyes of both parties.
Cheng Sanwu's original clothes had been mostly damaged and burned due to previous fierce battles, but at this moment, he had a looming golden armor hanging on his body, and there were symbols of the sun, moon and stars on the sleeves of his robe.
After the initial explosion, Cheng Sanwu's whole body energy was gradually absorbed, and the violent and unpredictable thunder and fire condensed around him, turning into a streamer of feathers, flying around his arms, like the spiritual officials and generals on the immortal murals, majestic.
Linlin, even the corners of the eyes and the tip of the eyebrows are flashing with electric light.
This situation obviously exceeded everyone's expectations, and even Changqing himself was greatly surprised.
This golden-armored god general was originally created by Changqing according to the true form of the god general taught by Master Daguan Zhenren, and he practiced and imagined it step by step. It is not an ordinary ghost or spirit, and is completely driven by Changqing's own thoughts.
However, because the divine general's true form is formed by absorbing the Western Gengjin's killing energy, combining it with his own wind and thunder, and combining internal and external energy, it is extremely powerful, even if Changqing himself wants to activate it.
It’s not easy to cast either, so if you can’t recruit it, it will come.
At present, it is an extremely risky move to bless a divine general on others. This is no ordinary magic blessing, but is like stuffing a violent bull into a small wooden box. The huge qi machine that gathers the yin and yang of heaven and earth is enough to destroy the human body.
Broken.
The reason why Changqing came up with this method was originally to keep it to himself. If he encounters a weak enemy a few days ago, and it is difficult to defeat with abnormal spells, this will allow the god to merge his true form with himself, so that it will be an incredible fight.
The power of war.
Now that the situation is critical, facing the sudden appearance of a lowly female corpse, even as weak as Liu Xuantong, who is defeated, Changqing can only make a desperate move, hoping that Liu Xuantong can withstand the blessing of the god general's possession and turn the tide of the battle.
Chang Qing could sense the incomprehensible resentment emanating from the body of the little female corpse. She must have been extremely brave and heroic in life, willing to die and be defeated, and her hatred and obsession lingered and disappeared over the years, causing the corpse to resurrect. That is a scene visible to the naked eye, but a subtle change in qi, which ordinary people may not be able to detect. But for Cheng Sanwu, who has an innate physique, those changes in qi are like paintings on the wall, for everyone to watch.
That's not beyond the scope of ordinary martial arts. The fist hits the Hongya air wave. If it hits the river embankment that is thicker than the city wall, it will probably directly create a huge gap.
But the current situation is worse than suddenly having a picture of thousands of mountains and rivers looming before your eyes, which is dizzying and shocking.
With a series of palm strikes, Liu Xuantong connected with hundreds of punches from the opposite side. He truly used every move he could make, and used any tricks or tricks to neutralize every punch thrown by Cheng Sanwu.
The two faced off for dozens of breaths, and the atmosphere was extremely solemn for seven weeks. Everyone around them was secretly on guard, preparing to resist the confrontation for a moment.
On the way back, Sanwu threw not just one punch, but hundreds of punches and thousands of fists. He moved his arms and even made a crisp sound like a soft whip. Moreover, each punch was carried out in a different way, containing strength.
The power also varies greatly, it may be fierce and domineering, or it may be soft and long, when it is not, it is as sharp as a sword, and when it is not, it is like running water with a hole in it.
As strong as the Tuna Xingfeng, Liu Xuantong was not as strong as the thunder and fire all over his body. The thunder and lightning and flames that originally flickered were actually tamed to be extremely stable, wrapping around his arms and torso like a dragon, marching hastily, just like the real thing.
"Using one's own essence and blood to write down the true form, and cast spells to bless the generals, or at worst, those who are connected by blood. In this way, they can be inherited from the same line, and avoid being out of line. That's why many Shao Shaofu's Taoism is mainly passed down through the family." Mr. Qiangfeng said no more.
Go up.
Although the corpse driven by hatred and obsession was like Cheng Sanwu's lifetime, many of his low-level martial arts skills were revealed, and he also had ingenious changes and scheming when he was not facing the enemy, but he had not yet entered the innate realm.
Warriors, don’t even think about walking past Bahe in front of me.
"The true spirit descends and flows into it. It's a wonderful way to steal the world." Wen Master said with emotion in front of him through the voice transmission, and then looked at Mr. Pang Ran: "By the way, how could you have thought that you could still do this?
What to do? Directly pour the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into the profound veins and leave a trace of the true form of the divine general in the sea of consciousness. Is it possible to suppress Taotie even more?"
But the corpse driven by hatred and obsession in front of him, when facing Liu Xuantong, who was blessed by the god general, was determined for the first time, as if his innate body itself sensed the crisis of life and death.
But Liu Xuantong, who was facing the punch, was a little panicked and frightened, and even tried to dodge. Then he saw a flash of lightning in my eyes, and his hands were empty. Cheng Sanwu's jagged iron fist seemed to have fought back my palms on its own.
between.
As for Liu Xuantong himself, I almost have no need to think about it at this moment, or I have no time to think about it. The energy of heaven and earth rushes back and forth in the meridians and acupoints, and the originally considerable multi-yang inner energy has been tempered and become more profound and pure.
The onlookers present had different thoughts. Among them, Chang Qing was the best in martial arts. I knew that Cheng Sanwu was normally weak, but I couldn’t understand it deeply. My only concern was how long Liu Xuantong could hold on.
Afu was secretly calculating, and Changqing stepped in to support Liu Xuantong, allowing Liu Xuantong to achieve an unprecedented improvement in a short period of time. This was something that even he could do.
The body shape reappears at this moment, the sword finger is extended from the diagonal stab, like a thunderbolt, finding a gap between the chaotic fist shadows, and the tension points into the inside.
Liu Xuantong was still standing where he was, but Cheng Sanwu seemed to be waiting to go up and take the lead in attacking.
With a straight punch, Cheng Sanwu stirred up his muscles and bones, breaking the wind and shaking the dust. I actually stepped on the ground and created a crack!
A line of thunder fire that was condensed to the extreme was on the middle of the three and five ribs. It was like a steel cone that cut through the flesh and nailed into the acupoints. The thunder fire then followed the tendons and wreaked havoc in the body.
Liu Xuantong's block-blocking moves gradually became unfamiliar with Cheng Sanwu's punches, and his own speed became slower and slower. The moment he saw the flaw, he linked his hands into sword fingers, and in the flash of lightning, his figure disappeared on the spot, leaving behind
A few wisps of arc residual light.
In the eyes of those inside, Liu Xuantong waved his arms, raising a thunderous fire, which was as solid as substance, and he faced off against Cheng Sanwu head-on. The momentum was violent, the air waves were heavy, the thunder was deafening, and the atmosphere in the surrounding area became hot and unbearable. Cheng Sanwu's entire body was driven by the weight, and with his arms as the axis, he spun several times in the air, and the ingenious force that was enough to condense the stainless steel pillars into twists was transmitted.
"Is that also a move from "Four Abyss Rising Dragon"?" Mr. Pang Ran asked upon seeing this.
Master Wen on the side could see clearly, with seven mixed feelings in his heart.
The interplay between heaven and earth also allowed Liu Xuantong to see a scene that was completely different from the past. I seemed to be under a long, turbulent river, with all kinds of qi flowing in it, impacting, eliminating, merging, and matching each other.
But Liu Xuantong didn't expect this. He raised his hand, held the strong wind's ankle, pushed it in, and threw me directly.
Master Wen stared carefully and exclaimed: "Although it is only a short-term blessing, it can make Liu Xuantong break the barrier between heaven and earth in one fell swoop. If he can return to his roots and return to life in the future, he will be able to enter the realm of the ancient real person who grasps yin and yang and independently guards the gods." p>
During the communication between the seven people, Liu Xuantong hurriedly exhaled, and as my breath came in and out, the strong wind howled for seven weeks, as if I was not a Hongya bellows several stories high, causing the smoke and dust to gather and disperse for seven weeks.
But Cheng Sanwu also reacted instantly. Every muscle in his body cooperated closely, passing it on one after another, transporting the twisting force to his legs, turning it into his own use, and taking advantage of the situation to kick out.
But at this moment, there is definitely no one who can replace Cheng Sanwu's perception. Then he will experience the feeling of facing the power of heaven and earth alone - with the strong wind as the center, the creation of heaven and earth actually disperses towards me, and all things emerge in a variety of ways. p>
Today's strong wind melts our corpses, and I have spiritual wisdom after death. I will only follow my instinct and pursue the enemy fiercely.
But even with such severe injuries, Qiang Feng Rong was still able to get up quickly. Except for the shabby clothes that were completely reduced to pieces and fell off, his thin and dry body showed no signs of any injuries or broken bones.
After two retreats and gains, Cheng Sanwu's hatred seemed to find a way to vent, accumulating more and more, gradually overwhelming the physical instinct. The muscles all over his body were tense, almost bursting the skin, and he opened his mouth to roar, but no sound came out.
Sound.
In the end, I was even able to enter the stream of light, and all my moves became useful after reaching the extraordinary holy realm.
The strong wind grasped the opponent's fist with both palms, and then turned it around heavily, like playing with a ball. The blow that shook the mountains and rivers was dissipated, and the dragon and tiger's huge power dispersed into the void.
I heard that Master himself does not have such a state. I am very confused. I want to deal with the speed of Liuguang, but I don’t have the same state of Liuguang.
Master Wen was startled when he heard those words, then he twirled his beard with his hand, looked at Changqing with a somewhat subtle expression, and murmured: "It's boring, it's boring, I haven't gained anything like this."
"Just what?" Master Wen noticed that Mr. Qiangfeng was looking under Changqing.
Liu Xuantong himself had never had that kind of experience in the past. I was not born and raised by my parents, but a body formed from a little fetal essence and blood cultivated by secret methods in Taiyi Dragon Pond. That is not my memory, but a body.
A pure realization.
As for Cheng Sanwu, although I have long since died, my innate physique has gone through countless fierce battles and I am a warrior. I have no instinct for the battle itself that ordinary people can't understand. It's like water from a low place that will flow up and pull away.
The bowstring will rebound, and attacking the enemy is like breathing and heartbeat, it requires any thinking.
When Cheng Sanwu saw this, his body trembled involuntarily. Can corpses also be afraid? No one said it was true, but I didn't stop or move, but started to attack again.
And that also proves how mysterious "The Dragon Ascends from the Four Abyss" is - even though Master Wen himself didn't want to see that kind of situation.
Cheng Sanwu's innate physique can conquer the bones of dragons and tigers, his divine power is double, he can guard golden beams and jade pillars, and he will not be harmed by any calamity.
Master Wen's expression became slightly solemn, and he shook his head and said, "Yes, that should have been figured out by Cheng Sanwu himself after he was born. The corpse itself sensed Liu Xuantong's threat, thus stimulating changes in the muscles and bones."
Cheng Sanwu landed and stood firm, which was regarded as the first round. Liu Xuantong was on the defensive, using all his moves and luck, even if he was as weak as the strong wind Rong, he could not shake the opponent at all.
Facing such a terrifying offensive, Liu Xuantong's expression was as exciting as usual, blazing thunder and fire spread all over his body, and his senses were slightly stimulated. Everything in the world became smart and hasty in my eyes, and the movements of each punch of Cheng Sanwu also changed.
Becomes turbid and visible.
When the two powers collide, it’s either death or rest!
Cheng Sanwu felt as if he was struck by lightning. His body was immediately restrained with the muscles of a dragon and the bones of a tiger. His fists were unable to continue, and his body was unbalanced and overturned. The unreleased frenzied force came back to bite him. He was knocked down in the air, shaking wildly, as if he had been hit countless times.
He hit hard and fell to the ground.
"Rebirth and rebirth." Mr. Pang Ran pointed out the strong wind and the current state.
Seeing this, Qiang Feng Rong stepped back and stood up, threw away his arms, swung his fists, thunder and fire roared, as bad as a god general subduing demons, magnificent and reserved.
As for why Gao Xiao female body attacked Qiang Feng Rong as soon as he appeared, he hastily tried to figure out the cause and effect. Whether it was for self-protection or to kill evil spirits, Changqing pinned his hopes on Qiang Feng Rong. It is certain that Cheng Sanwu is still alive, and even Liu Xuantong, who has the blessing of the divine general, may not be able to gain the upper hand with his speed.
"Then they were used by Taotie in return?" Mr. Pang Ran retorted warmly, staring at Liu Xuantong who was covered with thunder and fire at the moment: "If Liu Xuantong hadn't had a clear mind and a body of flaming wind, he would have been able to do this to a weakling
It’s difficult to control the rioting energy. It’s just...”
The strong wind is blessed by the god general, swallowing up the heaven and earth, controlling the thunder, and there is no wind or fire to support each breath. Although it stands still on the ground, there is violent turmoil all over the body, as bad as a pot of boiling cold soup. p>
Several changes occurred at the same time, making Liu Xuantong feel like a newborn baby, contacting the outside world for the first time after leaving the mother's womb. Countless sounds, lights and shadows came one after another, and he could feel every subtle change in the development and growth of his body.
On the other hand, when Liu Xuantong and Qiang Feng merged, the seven of them fell into a strange confrontation, but they did not hesitate to take action.
Cheng Sanwu seemed to have no instinct, and intended to move the domineering fist, but he was unable to escape the swift Liu Xuantong.
On the other hand, Liu Xuantong, now that I have been blessed by the divine general, refined by thunder and fire, I can move my hands and every move without the help of heaven and earth, and become a saint. No matter how weak Cheng Sanwu’s divine power is, I can skillfully resolve it; no matter how slow and changeless the moves are, Liu Xuantong is the best
We can handle it with ease.
It's sweetness, resentment, hatred... all the young obsessions burst out together, and the muscles in the bundles were broken and twisted, causing Cheng Sanwu's body to undergo unprecedented changes. His shoulders and back bulged, and his waist and hips changed.
Narrower, with seven limbs touching the ground, it is as bad as a beast, exuding the most primitive ferocity.
Using the power of flying in the air to change moves can be extremely wonderful. It would be impossible to achieve it without the subtle control of every inch of the body's muscles, bones, skin and flesh. Cheng Sanwu was nervous enough to do this to a walking corpse at the moment. It's unimaginable to imagine his martial arts skills in the rest of his life.
Low.
Thousands of fists were struck in a blink of an eye, causing waves of air to stir up in a radius of dozens of feet, flying sand and rocks. If an ordinary person got closer, he would be injured by the energy that spread out. Even if he threw the entire boulder out of the battle circle, he would still be injured.
To be ground into countless flying gravel.
During the conversation between the seven people, Cheng Sanwu had already gathered enough momentum. He dug his limbs on the ground and raised a wave of dust in front of him, like a ferocious beast hunting, but its ferocity was merciless.