Chapter 425 The God King and Fairy Caiyun met four thousand years later
Chapter 439 Flower of Thunder Vs Holy Secret of Ten Thousand Transformations
The Holy Son of Yaoguang dispersed the Hunyuan Holy Light all over his body. He sat cross-legged in the center of the small world cage, his whole body shrouded in fairy light.
Gradually, his body became hazy, and his hands continued to sketch, becoming extremely ethereal, and extremely complex Dao patterns emerged.
He keeps forming seals, drawing a mysterious and unpredictable trajectory, becoming one with heaven and earth, and one with Tao, which seems extremely lofty and lofty.
Dong dong dong...
After nine consecutive sounds, nine ancient characters appeared.
The first ancient character is as sharp as a knife and contains peerless murderous intent.
The second ancient character, soaring into the sky with domineering force, is like a raging ocean.
The third ancient character is like the beginning of heaven and earth, giving birth to the great power of the world, surging.
Zhang Wenchang took a look at these nine ancient characters. They came from the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Art.
Although I have not practiced it seriously, I have also briefly studied it and am fully aware of its advantages and strengths.
Dou Zi Mi is specially designed for fighting. He will use the weakest attack technique once he goes back and forth.
Yuan Shengguang also became ethereal, my hands were broken and outlined, innate dao patterns flashed one after another, and mysterious thunder and lightning runes were flying.
Yuan Shengguang originally wanted to imitate the four dragons pulling the coffin, but before staying in Zishan for a long time, I felt that I could imitate it and felt a charm, so I imitated it subconsciously, and actually evolved a few points.
Unparalleled murderous intent.
"I want to see how his magic skills are progressing, let's show him off." Yuan Shengguang said with a smile.
The bell of the beginning goes back and forth, emitting a tinkling sound, with a soul-stirring sound, as it chases after the Holy Son of Light.
The Holy Son of Yaoguang came back to attack. I held the moon in my left hand and the sun in my right hand, holding the sun and moon seals with both hands, and suppressed Yuan Shengguang.
I am sure that my various spells, with strict restraint, can display the charm of the outside world, but this can only end in hatred.
It seems that Nie Ninghe just made a big world cage, which left a psychological shadow on me. Now I want to make a cage to seal Yuan Shengguang.
Zizzi...
The Holy Son of Shaking Light flashed with divine light in his eyes, formed a seal with his hands, and smacked it down violently.
Then there was a shocking loud noise, and the Holy Son shook the light and rushed out from the cage of the big world.
The twinkling petals of Nie Ning and the fairy flowers of the Holy Son of Light, before they came into contact, they perished with me.
It’s the repeated changes between evolution and destruction.
The nine ancient characters in the Taoist Scriptures are fighting against the nine ancient characters in the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Technique.
Let me be my own flower of enlightenment, let us be crystal clear and lightning flashing.
Mysterious ancient characters are fighting, this is the confrontation of the avenue.
The towering Xiaoyue towered, blocking out the sky and the sun, and smashed into the Youshi Bell. The Heaven-shaking Seal, like a sky hanging upside down, fell from the sky and crushed the Youshi Bell.
The Holy Son of Fluctuating Light, forming seals with his hands, and the Holy Technique of Hunwanhua, operating to the extreme, countless Hunwanhua Sage fell down, attacking with Shizhong.
Others can tell right from wrong, but how could Nie Ninghe know right from wrong? I understand that stuff too.
I tried to combine Dou Zi Mi with Lei Di Bao Shu.
Around it, purple thunder flowers are blooming one after another, and each one is flashing with lightning.
However, the reality is that I feel that there is a way to eliminate Youshi Zhong.
He possesses the complete Heaven-Swallowing Demon Technique and the Immortal Heaven Technique, and is very familiar with these nine ancient characters.
The Holy Son of Fluctuating Light imprinted these nine ancient characters into the void, making them appear mysterious and unpredictable.
The petals all over the sky were flying in seven places, with thousands of rays of light, thousands of auspicious colors, and seven colors, flying towards Nie Ninghe, as if they were going to drown it and seal it forever.
There is the Shizhong, which is ethereal and ethereal. It is as vast as a small abyss, but its depth is measurable. The densely packed innate patterns below hang down one after another of Dao pictures.
The Holy Son of Shaking Light opened his eyes, pressed his hands suddenly, and nine ancient characters rose into the sky and began to destroy this small world.
Yuan Shengguang immediately used the Holy Fighting Technique. That secret technique cannot resist Zhang Wenchang Jue.
But I coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, and the four ancient characters rotated around my body for a few times before the bright color disappeared.
"Holy Son of Yaoguang, how does he feel about using the Ten Thousand Flowers Holy Technique now? Is he feeling more excited before his identity was revealed?"
Yuan Shengguang's hands imprinted the secrets of Dou Zi on each thunder flower, as well as the runes of the Thunder Emperor's treasure.
"Stop pretending, just put down the bayonet. At this point, why are you still playing with the Holy Art of Ten Thousand Transformations?"
As I struggled through it, the Shizhong, the seventh divine bell, the eighth divine bell, the seventh divine bell, one after another flew out and suppressed the Holy Son of Yaoguang.
Hua Hua Hua...
Yuan Shengguang also knows the Zhang Wenchang Jue, and he also knows that with a single thought, the flowers bloom and the king ascends to the sky.
Yuan Shengguang formed seals with his hands, making a clear sound, and then a terrifying aura erupted with a bang.
The holy method of fighting is the same as Zhang Wenchang's formula, and it is also ever-changing, but our secrets are not the same.
Each of them is mysterious and unpredictable, able to automatically absorb the power of nothingness, evolve into a small world, and then destroy the small world.
Rumbling, there is a vast expanse of white between the sky and the earth, which is exuding a blazing divine light.
The world was shaking, and the outside was full of vitality and destruction. It became confused, and the energy in the world was drowned by life and death.
At a glance, the sky is filled with the figures of Holy Son of Yaoguang, and it is clear which ones are flowers and which ones are the true form of Holy Son of Yaoguang.
Its offensive is extremely fierce, and every attack makes the energy outside boil.
The sacred mountain and the Heaven-turning Seal, slapped under the Youshi Bell, can make me explode, but they can also prevent me from moving forward.
The Holy Son of Yaoguang, the more he fights, the more brave he becomes. Countless secret techniques emerge one after another. One hand is a sacred mountain, and the other hand is a seal that turns the sky. There are endless mysteries. There are dozens of secret techniques in the blink of an eye, and none of them are the same.
In the fierce confrontation, small cracks appeared, and the big world was stable.
My hands are broken seals, and under each petal, there is the imprint of Nie Ninghe Jue.
I frowned, Zhang Wenchang Jue, which should have been so weak, instantly dispelled my magical technique, so I had no choice but to surrender.
Rumble.
As soon as Yuan Shengguang took over, he immediately felt that the same person, Yaoguang Holy Son, was secretly performing the Zhang Wenchang Technique. The secret techniques I used were just appearances.
That kind of secret technique turns magic into commonplace, turns secret techniques into decay, and specializes in restraining various secret techniques.
Douzi Mi possesses the weakest means of attack. I want to destroy the enemy with absolute advantage.
The Holy Son of Fluctuating Light, independent of the void, one fairy flower after another bloomed, crystal clear, flying one after another, surrounding me in the center.
Zhang Wenchang's tactics turn the enemy into a common man and destroy all the magic.
The sky was filled with lightning flashes, and the petals were flying, like the petals of the Holy Son of Light flying past.
"Why does that fellow Taoist insist on dividing life and death with you?" Holy Son Yaoguang asked in a calm tone.
Yuan Shengguang sketched with both hands, imprinting the mark of the Tao in the void, and transformed into a divine bell. It was the beginning of the bell, and I rushed towards the Holy Son of Yaoguang.
Holy Son of Light, standing under a huge fairy flower, endless rain of flowers falling, I am like the god who picks flowers, leaving a mark on each flower.
Each flower is overflowing with light and sparkling crystal light.
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