812. Thousand Ghosts Throwing Arrows, Yinshen Mirror Stone
Zhang Lie was now using his bare hands to make the Army-breaking King Halberd disappear. Just now, the void tearing and Wang Lin's true and false world magical powers combined to completely mess up the world and space. It is not known where his Army-breaking King Halberd was swept away.
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Facing Wang Lin's Naihe Bridge, Zhang Lie spread out his palms, and his martial arts fist almost condensed into substance and turned into a shadow.
Under the sky, lava erupted and magma overflowed, as if it was the end of the world.
A breath of great disaster, great destruction, and great suffering came from it, magma splashed, and a terrifying hell was filled with flowing fire.
The boundless green fire spread, and the fire seemed to have no end, dyeing the sky a blue.
Ksitigarbha Zhenhuang, one of the seven true fires.
This is Zhang Lie pushing the martial arts true intention of his Ksitigarbha Purgatory Palm to the extreme, throwing opponents who dare to fight into the hell full of Ksitigarbha's true glory, enduring endless torture, and never being reincarnated.
The iron palm that rolls up the boundless true glory of Ksitigarbha collides with the Naihe Bridge that wraps up the boundless true water of Huangquan!
The tall Heaven and Earth Dharma above Wang Lin let out a silent cry. The cold and violent power made him not afraid of Zhang Lie, who was shaking the realm of the soul, even without the help of magic weapons and only relying on his own magical power.
He stared at Zhang Lie with cold eyes. The Xuantian Divine Conferment Flag was flying behind him. Cao Wei's soul appeared again. This time he directly revealed the incarnation of his soul, turning into a blue sun flashing with cold light, dazzling
Eye-catching, yet chilling.
The vast ice mist filled the air again, and the Ice Flame Burning Technique was still the most targeted at martial arts experts. This time, Cao Wei revealed his soul incarnation, further increasing the power of this magic and attacking Zhang Lie.
Although it was unable to burn the Ksitigarbha True Glory, it also kept Zhang Lie's Ksitigarbha Purgatory Palm's martial arts fist power wasting away. The Red Refining Hell was crumbling and began to collapse!
Zhang Lie's body was immediately covered in white ice mist. It instantly turned into a fire and spread.
At the same time, Wang Lin's Naihe Bridge was pressed down again.
Zhang Lie roared, shook his arm, and used his fist to replace the gun. His fist seemed to turn into the tip of a big gun. He shook it vigorously in the void to shake off the fire and ice mist on his body. At the same time, on Wang Lin's Naihe Bridge
Just a little bit!
It was like a big gun. It bent under great force, and Zhang Lie's arm also bent violently, forming a strange arc.
The next moment, his arm suddenly straightened and he flicked hard. With this force, his body moved, narrowly avoiding Wang Lin's Naihe Bridge.
This time, the delicate hardness and softness of martial arts were vividly displayed. But Wang Lin Naihe Qiao was really fierce. After Zhang Lie's move, bright red blood beads oozed from every pore on Zhang Lie's arm.
The martial arts body of a strong Yuan Shen who has been tempered for thousands of times. Countless small blood vessels in this arm have been shattered, and the muscles, bones and skin have been twisted and torn.
With one move to escape, Zhang Lie exerted force on his feet and prepared to escape.
Wang Lin's face was expressionless, and the light and shadow above his head flashed. The true and false realms in the Four Symbol Realm method appeared again, exerting mysterious power.
The illusory world merges with the heaven and earth thousands of miles around, interfering with the real world.
Immediately afterwards, Zhang Lie discovered that the Naihe Bridge that he had avoided just now unexpectedly bumped into him!
The Wangchuan River water slapped against the bridge, and it made a roaring sound as if it were alive. It was low, ancient, and terrifying at the same time!
The violent and overwhelming terrifying force hit Zhang Lie's chest.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Click! Click! Click!
There was a sound like a bowstring being broken, and a sound like steel breaking. This was the sound of Zhang Lie's flesh and bones being forcibly crushed by the Naihe Bridge.
"In addition to turning truth into falsehood, can you turn falsehood into truth?!" Zhang Lie had already understood at this time.
Originally, Naihe Qiao's attack failed and was avoided by Zhang Lie, which is true. Naihe Qiao successfully attacked him, which is false.
However, under the influence of Wang Lin's supernatural power, black and white were confused, true and false were reversed, and false became true, making Naihe Qiao's attack on him a real thing, and his escape that should have been successful just now became a real thing.
False existence!
"It's a pity that I'm not proficient in the changes between reality and reality, otherwise I might not be able to be controlled by your magical power..."
Zhang Lie wanted to dodge, but was locked tightly by Naihe Qiao's attack. He wanted to open his mouth to speak, but a mouthful of blood spurted out, turning into a ball of blood mist in the air.
His opponent was about to be defeated, but Wang Lin frowned slightly, his eyes flickered, and his hand movements slowed down.
At this moment, an old voice suddenly sounded: "Do you want to capture him alive? That's not possible."
As the sound rang out, an old man in black robes appeared in the void. He had gray hair and a pale face. He was the Disobedient King, Sikong You, one of the ten kings of hell in the Hades Palace, a monk at the second level of Yuanshen.
He looked at Zhang Lie and said lightly: "This man should have died long ago."
As he spoke, he waved his hand, and a black mist like ink spurted out.
"The black evil turned into mist and dispersed into flying smoke..."
"Please use the demonic nightmare to spit out mysterious yin..."
"Thousands of ghosts throw arrows and kill!"
The black mist ghosts instantly dispersed and transformed into thousands of hungry ghosts, writhing and wailing, densely packed in the air, blocking out the sky and the sun. They reversed in mid-air and turned into thousands of ghost arrows, overwhelmingly shooting towards Wang Lin and Zhang Lie.
Come!
Zhang Lie laughed loudly: "Master You, you really know how to find opportunities!" In the laughter, he, who was already seriously injured, was suddenly riddled with holes and torn to pieces by the heavy rain of evil ghost arrows.
Wang Lin had no expression on his face and groaned. The Yuan Shen of Xuanming Taoist Master Yu Xintao appeared, unfolded the incarnation of the Yuan Shen that looked like a black ice soul, and used the Xuanming Magic Shield, the strongest defensive power of Xuanming Jue, to block Wang Lin's defense.
Many evil ghost arrows were directed at him.
Yu Xintao completely gave up the attack and focused on defense. The Xuan Ming shield was violently shaken and cracked. This was despite Zhang Lie sharing more than half of the arrows.
Wang Lin didn't look at Sikong You, but his eyes fell on Zhang Lie, whose eyes were wide open and his body was not intact.
His eyes flickered, and the thoughtful emotion deep in his eyes flashed away.
Sikong You looked at Wang Lin: "Wang Lin, the third disciple of the Master of Xuanmen, right? The old Sikong You was the elder of Wangui Sect in the past."
Wang Lin then turned to look at him. He said quietly: "Wangui Sect, Sikong You? Are you here for that old ghost Sikong Nan?"
Sikongyou looked at him and said frankly: "Half of it is for my brother, and half of it is for Huangquanzhu."
Wang Lin looked indifferent. He nodded without saying a word, and directly waved the Xuantian God-conferring Flag. In addition to Cao Wei, the Ice and Fire Taoist, and Yu Xintao, the Xuanming Taoist, even the incarnation of the soul of the former King Qin Guang of the Ming Palace also
Released.
Using the Xuantian Conferred God Banner to mobilize three powerful men in the incarnation realm of Yuan Shen to fight is currently the limit of Wang Lin in the late Yuanying realm.
Sikong You shook his head: "The direct disciples of the Lord of Xuanmen are indeed extraordinary. Your senior brother Zhu Yi is at the late stage of Yuan Ying like you. You can all defeat most of the powerful people in the first level of Yuan Shen."
"But he can compete with the monks at the second level of Yuanshen, but you can't, because he has more than one magic weapon with the metamorphosis level, but your banner is different. If you really want to talk about it, this is probably the highest level in the world.
It is a magic weapon that is most suitable for monks who have not yet become Yuanshen, but for you who are now in the late Yuanying stage, its function is a bit awkward."
"Because the direct combat effectiveness of your big flag is reflected in the detained Yuanshen monks. The flag itself has limited effect." Sikongyou slightly twitched the corner of his mouth and showed a smile: "Ice and Fire Taoist Cao Wei and others are in the first level of Yuanshen.
They are considered extraordinary among monks, but even if they join forces to deal with the old man, it is not enough."
Sikong You said. He opened his hands, thousands of shrill ghosts screamed, and black light flowed. It turned into a real world, shrouding Wang Lin. The space was cut off, and in the black light, countless hungry ghosts screamed one after another.
Wang Lin's expression remained unchanged and he was completely unmoved by his words. His offensive was ready to go, and he was patiently looking for Sikong You's flaws.
From the outside, it seems as if a huge black ball of light suddenly appears between the sky and the earth, like a black sun, hanging in the sky, emitting a gloomy and cold light.
In the void extremely far away from the black ball of light, a flash of brilliance suddenly appeared. As the brilliance circulated, a green-black spurge quietly emerged.
The euphorbia passed through the void and fell on a hill. On the top of the mountain, a person sat cross-legged, wearing a black outfit, and it was Zhang Lie.
It's just that his face is pale and his breath is weak at the moment. He doesn't look like a strong martial artist who has achieved the realm of Yuanshen. Instead, he looks like a sick man with a weak body.
However, with every breath he takes, his strength is gradually recovering, and the hot masculine blood is gradually recovering.
Zhang Lie held a round mirror-shaped black stone in his hands, looked at the ball of light and sneered: "Old Ghost Sikong, this time, it's you who will die."
He smiled weakly: "Fortunately, I got such a sealing mirror stone."
Zhang Lie's Divine Mirror Stone has a similar function to Lin Feng's Mirage Golden Bead, but it has many major drawbacks. It can only be used once. After being copied at the same time, the original body will lose all its power, which is equivalent to losing the original power.
Translate to the clone. After the clone dies or the spell is lifted, the original body will regain its strength, but it will not be restored instantly, it will take some time.
Just when Zhang Lie was seizing the time to restore his cultivation, he suddenly frowned slightly, and the Pojun King Halberd beside him also trembled.
The void above the mountain shook, and a young man in white appeared, staring calmly at Zhang Lie on the top of the mountain below. It was Kang Nanhua.
Zhang Lie smiled: "Hey, Nan Hua, you are very fast. It seems that you really want to kill me."
Kang Nanhua's tone was calm, but anyone could hear the cold and murderous meaning in it: "Zhang Lie, no matter what reasons you had in the past, the blood debt must be paid with blood."
Zhang Lie tilted his head slightly and said with a smile, "Really?"
Before he finished speaking, the ground in the distance suddenly shook violently. The next moment, green fire spread across the sky, swallowing thousands of miles in radius.
Kang Nanhua frowned slightly: "Formation?"
It's just that this formation is far away from this hill and cannot help Zhang Lie now. (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!
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