Tang Jun's body lit up with a pale flame that shone with cyan luster. Wherever the fire shined, time seemed to be stuck in a standstill. It gave people a feeling that was neither hot nor warm, but rather a kind of desolation and aging, and the feeling that time was like water, which made people feel deep in their hearts.
A piece of ice cold.∑
"Kill him, or keep him alive?" Han Yang said with a careless smile, while Zhou Yuncong beside him still didn't speak, but there was a faint black light emerging from his eyes, and the murderous intention was felt by all the disciples.
Chilling.
Tang Jun said coldly: "It depends on how capable they are."
Han Yang smiled, and although he continued to maintain the magical power of Huitian Dharma Realm, he suddenly opened his mouth, and a small black dot flew out of his mouth.
This small black spot was able to grow in the wind, and quickly turned into a huge sword box in mid-air, eight feet and one inch tall, square, and landed in front of everyone.
This is one of the two Nascent Soul Stage magic weapons given to Han Yang by Luo Qingwu as the first disciple of the second generation of Qingwu Pavilion. It is called the Xuanyuan Qi Control Sword Box.
It contains ninety-nine and eighty-one strands of sharp sword energy that he has accumulated in daily life. It is fierce and fierce. When the magical weapon was first formed, it was already powerful. However, with Han Yang's daily sacrifice and accumulation, as time went by,
, the power will become stronger and stronger.
After Han Yang got this sword box, he never really used it against the enemy. The sword energy accumulated through sacrifice was already very terrifying. If he released it all at once, the sword energy would be overwhelming and change the color of the mountains and rivers. The attack power and destructive power would be in Yuanying.
It is rare to find a match like this among ancient ritual instruments.
Anyone could feel the anger in Zhou Yuncong's heart, but he did not take action at this time. Instead, as his thoughts moved slightly, a soft light lit up on his body.
Out of Zhou Yun's purple clothes, the light condensed, and suddenly a half-black and half-white robe appeared. The power of yin and yang merged and blessed the Huitian Dharma Realm, revealing a powerful and mysterious power concept.
The artistic conception of this power reveals the rotation of yin and yang, resisting all evils from the outside. It is not as straightforward and indestructible as the Huitian Magic Shield, but it has stronger toughness. Between the reverse rotation of black and white yin and yang, it can transfer the damage of external invasion.
Open up, use the small to fight the big, use softness to overcome the hardness.
This is one of the two Nascent Soul stage magic weapons given to Zhou Yuncong by Yang Qing as the first disciple of the second generation of Nirvana Cave Heaven. It is called the Mingguang robe. Yang Qing considered that Zhou Yuncong was extremely capable of attacking but was not good at defending himself.
A protective weapon prepared for him.
Yang Qing and Luo Qingwu are both Nascent Soul Stage monks. Refining Nascent Soul Stage magic weapons will undoubtedly take a lot of time and effort if they want satisfactory quality and powerful power. The same goes for Yue Hongyan and Li Yuanfang.
However, Xiao Yan and Zhu Yi were both very experienced in refining weapons, and they had already achieved Yuan Shen. With their help, Yang Qing and the other four passed down the magical weapons as their first disciples, and their quality was not inferior to Tang Jun's pure magic weapon.
Yang Magic Robe and Yang Tie's Return to Heaven Magic Shield.
Zhou Yuncong activated the Mingguang cassock, and the powerful defensive power immediately filled the gap left by Tang Jun. It was even more powerful, allowing the light ball that was crumbling under the bombardment of the spiritual energy storm to stabilize again.
Tang Jun looked at the others and said in a deep voice: "The storm of spiritual energy has made the changes in the space here extremely chaotic. We will start later, in case the space boundary is disordered. We may be separated. We will follow the mana mark to reunite."
Everyone nodded together. Yang Tie supported the Huitian Magical Shield and the Central Hunyuan Heavenly Sealed Realm and said: "At least ten breaths of time."
Tang Jun smiled and said: "Ten breaths is enough."
Han Yang also smiled and said: "Then what are you waiting for? We're on board!"
After that, he slapped the Xuanyuan Qi Control Sword Box with his palm, and the gate at the top of the sword box suddenly opened, and violent sword energy spurted out like a tiger coming out of the gate!
The pale flames around Tang Jun also rolled up and fell on the ball of light.
Wherever the pale flame touched, the passage of time seemed to suddenly slow down. The endless flow of talisman words on the light ball almost became still at this moment, and the spiritual energy storm from outside took the opportunity to rush in.
But the moment these violent spiritual energy turbulences came into contact with the pale flames, they suddenly became slow, as if they were frozen.
At this moment, the sharp sword energy in Han Yang Xuanyuan's Qi Control Sword Box soared into the sky, scattering the talisman words on the light ball and the turbulent flow of spiritual energy!
Shan Xiang, who was outside the light ball, was the first to notice something was wrong and raised his head in shock. Zhao Mingxiu and Yang Zhao, who were in the confrontation, also turned their attention to the light ball in surprise. They saw the surface of the light ball suddenly trembled violently and opened the gap on its own initiative.
Then violent sword energy and pale flames spurted out.
But what surprised the Taixu audience was that even though a huge gap had opened, the light ball did not collapse because of it, and was still functioning normally, firmly blocking the spiritual energy storms from other directions.
The sword energy and flames that rushed out from the gap stirred the spiritual energy storm in this direction into even more chaos.
Wan Zhenglun's pupils shrank sharply because he discovered that it was not just him who was destroying the balance, but the other party was destroying it even more.
Under this situation, the already unstable spiritual energy storm intensified and tended to expand further. Its power and scope were expanding, and the outer edge of the storm continued to expand, trying to swallow him up too!
"The madman of the Xuanmen Tianzong!" Wan Zhenglun's expression changed slightly, and he was about to retreat, but unexpectedly the pale flames and the turbulent storm rolled into one, and had already affected him.
This time, even Shan Xiang's expression changed slightly: "It's Tang Jun's Cang Yan Emperor's innate power!"
Tang Jun has been traveling around the world for a long time, and the power of his Cang Yan Emperor body is no longer a secret. However, even so, Shan Xiang and others did not expect that the pale flame could be so evil.
The turbulent storm within the world of Shenzhou Ding completely disrupts the spiritual energy between heaven and earth and is difficult to call upon. If the magical power is not too strong to overcome the turbulent storm, then the only way to defend is passively. Otherwise, the monk's own magical power will most likely be destroyed by the spiritual storm.
mess.
However, the pale flames emitted by Tang Jun were entangled with the turbulent storm, but it did not affect its own effect at all.
Being touched by this pale flame, Wan Zhenglun suddenly felt that everything around him was changing extremely quickly, leaving him overwhelmed.
"It's not that other things have become faster, it's that I myself have become slower..." Wan Zhenglun was horrified. With such a slowness, he had already been caught in the turbulent storm.
What's even more terrifying is that under the influence of the pale flame, even the sharp sword energy in Han Yang Xuanyuan's Qi Control Sword Box was not affected by the turbulent flow of external spiritual energy. It remained sharp and slashed at Wan Zhenglun who seemed to be stuck in a sluggish state.
Wan Zheng Lun, whose reactions, actions, and perceptions were all slowing down, was caught up in the turbulent storm, and the mana and aura around him became disordered, and he was unable to release even a single magical power.
Fortunately, as a descendant of Taixu Guan, he had no shortage of experience in facing enemies. When he retreated just now, he had immediately raised his magical weapon.
Being able to enter the ancient sea of stars means that they are valued internally by Taixu Guan, and the protective magical weapon will naturally be good. Wan Zhenglun sacrificed an inkstone, which was also a Nascent Soul period magical weapon. A lot of thick black ink emerged from the inkstone.
, spread out in front of him.
Although his spiritual power was reduced due to the turbulent flow of spiritual energy, the ink still formed a black cloud, blocking Wan Zhenglun's deadly sword energy in front of him.
It's just that the sword energy stored in Han Yang's Xuanyuan Qi Control Sword Box is so sharp. After being blocked for only a moment, it has already begun to cut open the black clouds that were not large enough, causing people to attack Wan Zhenglun who was too busy to take care of himself.
Shan Xiang's eyes flashed, and he arrived in front of Wan Zhenglun. He squeezed the magic formula with both hands and recited: "The wheel of time returns to nature, and the rituals of chaos follow the destiny of heaven. This is an edict, an edict!"
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The Taixu Observation spell, the time instrument recall, can erase the abnormal time changes in the world caused by other people's external forces.
Under the influence of the majestic spell, Wan Zhenglun was covered in pale flames, like a clay puppet. His eyes suddenly became alert again, and he hurriedly stepped back to avoid being killed by the sword energy.
But at this moment, a figure rushed out of the gap in the light ball. Following the rioting spiritual energy storm, it came to Shan Xiang and Wan Zhenglun in an instant. It was Tang Jun!
Tang Jun let out a long roar, and his whole body surged. The deep and dark blue-purple flames lit up, and instantly turned into a boundless sea of blue fire, dyeing the entire world as if it were a blue-purple color. It contained the artistic conception of destroying everything, and it seemed to be more chaotic than spiritual energy.
The stream became more violent and brutal.
Shan Xiang's pupils shrank slightly: "It is rumored that he is the only disciple under Xiao Yan, the Lord of Burning Sky Cliff, who has cultivated Netherworld Evil Glory. It seems to be true."
Netherworld Evil Glory, the demonic fire that destroys the heaven and earth, is second to none among the seven true fires in terms of sheer destructive power!
At this moment, Tang Jun was surrounded by blue and purple demonic fire, as if he were a demon king from Hell. Behind Tang Jun, a giant beast could be vaguely seen, with a dragon head, an elk body, an ox tail, a horse's hooves, and fish scales.
It’s a unicorn!
It's just that unlike the unicorn image born from Zhu Yi Tianqi's Zhengfa, which is majestic and morally majestic, the unicorn transformed by Tang Jun's magic power is wrapped in the evil light of the netherworld, exuding a ferocious and domineering sense of violence.
The fire unicorn seemed to be one with Tang Jun's body. Tang Jun's body erupted with volcano-like hot energy and blood, and punched Wan Zhenglun in the head. The force of the sky collapsing made even Shan Xiang tremble with fear.
Tang Jun studied the Tiande Jing and refined a unicorn horn he got by chance. After integrating the power of the Netherworld and Evil Glory, he realized the magical power of martial arts, the Fire Lin Evil Fist!
The inkstone of the Nascent Soul stage magic weapon is too late to protect the body. If Wan Zheng Lun's punch were to hit the target, his soul, body and soul would all be blown apart!
Wan Zhenglun quickly used Taixu Guan's method of unpredictable transformation, transforming into reality and reality, trying to avoid Tang Jun's punch. Tang Jun sneered when he saw this, and glanced at Shan Xiang from the corner of his eyes: "He's here to use it."
This trick is not bad, if I put it on you, it will be in vain!"
The pale flames in his eyes lit up again, but this time it was not directed at Wan Zhenglun, but at Tang Jun himself.
In an instant, Tang Jun's speed suddenly became faster!
Just before Wan Zhenglun's body was about to merge into nothingness, Tang Jun had already arrived in front of him! (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature for better and faster novels!
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