Chirping, the chirping of the red bird, the cicadas are silent, the most primitive and most terrifying fight is going on high in the sky.
When a monk's cultivation reaches the breakthrough of Yang Shen, if he cultivates a perfect interior location during the time of Yin Shen, he can turn it into an exterior location. Not only can it be released to the outside and rewrite the celestial phenomena of the place, but it will also give birth to some real basis. With the help of this reality
, even if there is no physical body, the monk can still carry the monster in the inner scene and enter the demonized state.
And not only can you possess the magic power and magical powers of monsters, but you can also possess the physical body of monsters. This is something that Yin Shen monks cannot do. Of course, the special inheritance of the Beast King Sect is an exception.
Faced with the confrontation between two terrifying existences at the level of demon kings, both the human cultivators and the monsters retreated far away, not daring to get involved in the slightest, for fear of being affected by the fish pond.
"Six-Winged Chilling Sword."
The sword was shining brightly, and in an instant, the Han Cicada King slashed out a thousand and one swords. Compared with its Han Cicada, the Little Han Cicada's Han Cicada can only be regarded as the light of a firefly.
Phew, a scream full of pain sounded. In front of the sharp sword light, Li Yan Suzaku's powerful demon body was torn apart, the red feathers fell, and the demon blood was sprayed.
But in the next moment, red flames rose, and Suzaku's injuries healed instantly.
Seeing such a scene, Han Cicada King did not feel any surprise. The aura around his body rose, and the true meaning of ice was blessing it. He spit out pale mysterious light and pointed directly at Suzaku. At this moment, the sky seemed to be torn apart, and the world was full of
Awesome meaning.
Phew, the Suzaku cries, this mysterious light is too fast, and it catches the moment of stagnation when he recovers from his injuries, making him unable to avoid it.
"The methods are indeed more severe than in the past."
Capturing this mysterious light, the thoughts in Zhao Qianyang's heart kept turning.
"Reflection."
The magical power was running, and as Zhao Qianyang's thoughts fell, a bronze mirror was reflected in Suzaku's dark golden eyes. Its shape was simple, with the true shape of the sun engraved on the back, and the mirror surface was polished and bright.
Hey, in an instant, the pale mysterious light hit the Suzaku transformed by Zhao Qianyang, and a deep chill suddenly broke out. But at this moment, something strange happened. The Suzaku was unharmed, but the Han Cicada King was hit by the cold light ice that came from nowhere.
Close.
Seeing such a scene, a murderous intent flashed through the eyes of the Suzaku transformed by Zhao Qianyang. He had trained five monsters, but in the end, only two were able to follow him into the Taoist realm. One was Liyan Suzaku, and the other was Zhuque.
It’s just a mirror of divine light.
Although the frontal combat power of this divine light mirror is not as good as that of the Liyan Suzaku that smelted the low-grade Taoist species Boiled Sea, its magical power is weird and can cause serious losses if one is caught off guard, just like the current Han Cicada King. p>
"The interior scene is shown to the outside, and the Flame Mountain appears."
Seizing the opportunity, his eyebrows glowed, reflecting the Flame Mountain. As Zhao Qianyang's thoughts fell, a Flame Mountain that was completely black and flowing with red magma quietly materialized from virtual reality.
At the moment it appeared, the power of heaven and earth rolled in, and the celestial phenomena of the place changed. The temperature in the radius of thousands of miles increased at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the air became obviously distorted.
Chirping, the secret method circulates, connecting to the Flame Mountain, and a mountain-shaped crown is placed on the head of the Suzaku. The Suzaku spreads its wings, and the aura around it continues to rise, and its cultivation is quickly approaching the forty thousand year mark.
The Demon King's Qi connects the heaven and the earth. If it stays in one place for a long time, the Qi will permeate the void and will evolve an environment suitable for itself to live in. Here, the Demon King's strength will increase to a certain extent.
To a certain extent, the monks' interior and exterior scenes are artificially created to create such an environment and establish their own home field advantage.
Upon noticing such a change, the frozen King Han couldn't help but flash a look of shock and anger. He didn't expect that he was plotted by Taoist Qianyang and was temporarily trapped by his own magical power.
And at this moment, it spread its wings and flew high, locking on the Chilling King. The Suzaku opened its mouth and spit out flames of red, yellow, and white colors, sweeping across the void. For a moment, the space was obviously distorted, and it seemed that it was going to be burned through.< /p>
"Samadhi True Fire."
Looking at the three-color flames spit out by the Suzaku, his heart palpitated and he did not dare to hesitate. The Han Cicada King directly used the Golden Cicada's magical ability to escape from its shell. Although it had cultivated a diamond-glazed body, it was not sure to withstand the burning of the Samadhi True Fire, because its What is burned is the three treasures of essence, energy and spirit.
"Has the golden cicada escaped from its shell?"
The long-simmering Samadhi True Fire came to nothing, and Zhao Qianyang was not surprised but overjoyed.
There is divine light blooming in the eyes, looking into the heaven and earth, and catching the traces of the Han Cicada King. Zhao Qianyang's incarnation of the Suzaku connects with the manifested Flame Mountain, causing the earth fire to spurt out, and then vibrating his wings, attracting the heavenly fire to come to the world.
In an instant, a mighty sea of fire took shape, connecting the heaven and the earth, trapping the Han Cicada King who had just escaped. It was the core magical power of the Zhao family, Boiling the Sea.
What Zhao Qianyang did before was to force out Han Cicada King's golden cicada's magical power to escape from the shell. Although this magical power is weird and can evade most magical powers, it is difficult to use it a second time in a short period of time.
Of course, his Samadhi True Fire is also similar to it.
However, although he fell into the sea of fire, Han Cicada King did not panic at all, but seemed very calm.
His body is like glass and his heart is like diamond. He allows himself to be burned by the flames. The Han Cicada King remains as motionless as a mountain and is not harmed at all. He completely looks at the sea of heating fire as if nothing exists.
"Zhao Qianyang, it's useless. Although your sea-cooking magical power is powerful, it can't refine my diamond-glazed body."
The seven colors are reflected on his body, just like glass, and the aura of transcendence and peace permeates the air. At this moment, Han Cicada King actually has a majestic posture, not like a monster, but closer to the Buddha.
Seeing such a scene, Zhao Qianyang's eyes narrowed slightly. He did not expect that in the five hundred years of silence after the injury, the Han Cicada King not only made breakthroughs in cultivation, but also acquired powerful magical powers, and they were not ordinary Taoist magical powers. It's the same rudimentary form of immortality as his Boil the Sea, supported by Taoism.
"This kind of breath...is the magical power of Buddhism."
"This Han Cicada King actually got the chance to become a Buddhist?"
The thoughts in his heart were spinning, and his eyes were shining brightly, reflecting on the Han Cicada King lying on the sea of fire, motionless as a mountain, and he could see some details. At this moment, Zhao Qianyang thought a lot.
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There is no Buddhist sect in the Southern Wilderness, but the Zhao family comes from the vast land of Zhongzhou. Zhao Qianyang still has a certain understanding of Buddhism. It is a real behemoth that occupies the entire Western Wilderness. It has produced the most powerful people, and it has various tyrannical magical powers. There is no shortage of magical powers.
If King Hanchan really has the inheritance of Buddhism, then it is not impossible to obtain a Taoist seed and learn a magical power.
"Zhao Qianyang, do you regret using the Vermilion Bird Flame Flag to lure me out now? If you have this Taoist weapon in hand, you might still have a chance of breaking my glazed golden body."
Looking at Zhao Qianyang soaring in the sky, constantly catching the sky fire, with a smile in his eyes, the Han Cicada King spoke with unabashed sarcasm.
Before he finished speaking, his body turned into golden light, ignoring the burning flames, and slammed into the edge of the sea of fire. In an instant, the entire sea of fire shook violently.
"Although your sea-cooking magical power restrains me, if I don't use the ice magical power and only rely on the power of my body, what can you do to me?"
The words were full of joy, and King Han Cicada once again shook the sea of fire. If this continues, it won't be long before this sea of fire will be torn apart by it.
Seeing such a scene, Zhao Qianyang released the state of the Suzaku. It had to admit that the Han Cicada King's glazed gold robe was really powerful, and the Boiled Sea Divine Power couldn't do anything to it.
Reappearing into a human body, holding a white jade whisk, standing on the back of Liyan Suzaku, with the divine light mirror reflected between his brows, Zhao Qianyang let out a sigh.
"King Hanchan, I have to admit that your strength has become much stronger over the years. Even I can't do anything to you for a while. But since I dare to invite you into the urn, I naturally have the means to deal with you."
"You only know that I have Boiled the Sea, but you don't know that there is Burning Sky in the world."
As he spoke, the power of his soul stirred, Zhao Qianyang waved the fly whisk in his hand. At this moment, the entire Dali Dynasty, starting from Queshou Road, was lit up.
This white jade whisk is only a top-grade treasure in terms of grade. Although it is precious, it is of little use to a Taoist monk like Zhao Qianyang. However, it is still a key that connects the town of Dali Dynasty. The key to the National Congress Formation.
Looking down at the sky and the earth, the land of the Dali Dynasty is like a red bird flapping its wings and about to fly. This is not a coincidence, but was deliberately created by the Zhao family.
At the beginning of the founding of the People's Republic of China, every time a land was cleared, the Dali Dynasty would build cities and construct large formations. People only thought that this was to guard against monsters, but they did not know that these large formations themselves were components of another large formation.
In order to build this grand array, the Dali Dynasty spent hundreds of years, and its annual maintenance consumed a huge amount of resources. But even in the most stable years after that, the Dali Dynasty did not stop. Such a move.
To this day, although there are some problems in several nodes of this formation, including Shaoyang County, the core has not been affected and its operation is still smooth.
Zhao Qianyang dared to lure King Hanchan into the urn with the Vermilion Bird Flame Flag, relying on the Burning Sky Formation. As he said before, he was afraid that King Hanchan would not dare to set foot on the land of the Dali Dynasty again.
Phew, the movement of the great formation covering a whole country is like a long-sleeping red bird waking up. Its cry echoes between heaven and earth. The power of heaven and earth is boiling, and various strange phenomena are manifested.
At this moment, all the immortal cultivators in the Dali Dynasty were alarmed.
"It's such a great feat to seize the power of heaven and earth with a large formation."
In Shaoyang County, lightning flashed in his eyes, reflecting the shadow of a soaring red bird. Zhang Chunyi's heart was touched.
"Although I haven't truly mastered the magical power of burning the sky and boiling the sea, killing you should be enough."
The Suzaku came with fire in its mouth. Looking at the Han Cicada King who was trapped in the sea of fire, Zhao Qianyang's face was full of indifference.
"Zhao Qianyang, you actually shook the veins of a country and cut off the favor of a whole country. You are destroying the foundation of yourself."
Looking at the Suzaku coming with fire in its arms, King Han Cicada was trembling in his heart. The Suzaku was just a shadow, but the flame was a truly terrifying thing. It was formless and insubstantial, and seemed to be ethereal, but it revealed the aura of smelting all things. This It is the real "Fengtianyan".
After hearing this, Zhao Qianyang's expression did not change.
"If I kill you, Dali will have a future."
The murderous intention was blazing without any wavering. He waved the dust in his hand, and under the guidance of Zhao Qianyang, the Suzaku flapped its wings, carrying the power of heaven and earth like a torrent, and rushed straight into the sea of fire.
In an instant, the sea of fire rose, connecting heaven and earth, becoming a real furnace purgatory, trying to refine everything.
Ah, the shrill screams sounded, and the originally invincible glazed golden body began to melt. The Han Cicada King struggled crazily, but it was unable to resist the burning of the sky fire.
"The body is just a skin, but the soul remains forever."
"My intention is like a diamond, immortal and indestructible, turning into a rainbow."
The body transformed into a rainbow, just like a high-ranking monk attaining enlightenment and feeding back his soul. The low-grade Taoist Vajra Heart was fully stimulated, bursting out with incredible power. The Han Cicada King penetrated directly through the sea of fire and disappeared instantly.
Seeing such a scene, a trace of regret flashed in his eyes. Zhao Qianyang took back the Suzaku flame flag left by King Han Cicada, looked at the direction in which King Han Cicada escaped, and did not pursue it.
"Old Ancestor, please don't let this Han Cicada King leave, otherwise it will cause trouble in the future."
Seeing the Han Cicada King escaping, Emperor Li Zhao Wuji couldn't help but let out a exclamation.
"I have my own concerns about this matter, so why do you need to say more."
With a scolding, he threw the Suzaku Flame Flag to Zhao Wuji, and Zhao Qianyang's Yang Shen instantly faded away, completely ignoring the army of monsters that had not yet had time to escape.
After hearing this, he took the Suzaku Flame Flag and immediately understood something, and Zhao Wuji's expression changed slightly.
"Kill me."
Suppressing the distracting thoughts in his heart and waving the Suzaku Flame Flag, Zhao Qianyang took advantage of the situation and launched an attack on the monster army. In any case, what he wanted to do now was to truly repel the monster army.
At this time, there was actually no qualitative difference in strength between the human cultivators and the monster army. However, the Cicada King was defeated, and the big monster among the monsters had long lost the will to fight, so the monster army was quickly defeated.