A pagoda-like magic weapon flew in, and with an earth-shattering noise, a peak was knocked down in the middle, causing a large-scale landslide. Large areas of earth and rock poured down like a torrent, burying several mountain cols along the way. .
Long before the peak collapsed, a flash of lightning flashed through the air. Yang Ting looked at the pagoda-like magic weapon flying back into the sky behind him with some fear, jumped to his feet and cursed: "Which blind thing dares to sneak up on you Yang?"
The uncle is not finished yet. If you have the ability to come out and see me, what is the point of hiding your head and showing your tail?"
Before Yang Ting finished speaking, he felt the void around him begin to solidify. He thought something bad in his heart. He stretched out his hand and a spear made entirely of lightning appeared in his hand. He was holding the spear of thunder.
With a stroke in front of him, a dark space portal was opened. Yang Ting did not dare to stop at all, and plunged into the portal and disappeared.
Almost at the moment Yang Ting left, the pagoda suddenly appeared in mid-air above where he had just stayed, and then the void under the pagoda began to solidify like glass, and then turtles appeared one after another.
crack.
However, because Yang Ting left at the last moment, the attack on the pagoda ultimately failed, the power of the magic weapon finally converged, and the fragmented void that was about to be suppressed finally recovered.
Above the originally collapsed mountain peak, an old man with eyebrows like snow appeared there, dragging an octagonal glazed pagoda in his palm. He looked at the direction where Yang Ting disappeared and snorted, and then saw him take out a silver coin from his sleeve.
The white bell rang.
"Jingle Bell"
Accompanied by a crisp ringing of the bell, waves of invisible ripples in the void rippled out, and the distant landscape seemed to be distorted.
There was a shaking in the void a hundred miles away, and a loud shout was heard. Yang Ting's body suddenly appeared from mid-air and fell.
"A mere cultivator who has just entered Daluo Wonderland actually wants to escape from my clutches!"
The white-browed old man sneered, held the bell in his hand and shook it continuously. Waves of ripples in the void were transmitted hundreds of miles away, making it difficult for Yang Ting to stabilize his figure in mid-air, let alone think about escaping.
At the same time, the white-browed old man took a few steps, and the void beneath his feet continued to condense. The distance of dozens of miles had been covered in the blink of an eye, and when he appeared again, he was already in front of Yang Ting.
"I am not interested in knowing your identity. I will give you two ways now. The first is to be suppressed by me in the pagoda in my hand until you reveal all your experiences after entering Fengtian World; the second is to let go of your soul.
, let me plant the Soul Restriction, and then use it for me. After Fengtian is disintegrated, I may let you go free!"
The pagoda rose again, and the surrounding void was already under his control. The silver-white bell in his hand was ready to go. The white-browed old cultivator thought to himself that victory was now in hand. He looked at Yang Ting not far away with a look down on him, and his tone
Full of charity.
"Old man, are you sure you can take over your Uncle Yang and me now?"
Yang Ting was very angry at the condescending tone of the white-browed old man. However, now he really didn't dare to act rashly under the old man's nose. He could only seek some advantages verbally, but his eyes still kept coming.
He looked at the sky above his head, fearing that the other party would be angered and cover the pagoda above his head.
The white-browed old man smiled reservedly and said: "Your Excellency, the lightning escape technique is indeed extraordinary. I think you must have cultivated the body of thunder spirit. However, after all, your cultivation is still a little behind. I am a peak Daluo monk in the 'Three Flowers Gathering'"
, and the several magic weapons in my hand are all restrained against you, you can’t escape from my hands!”
Having said this, the white-browed old man paused slightly, and then said in a cold tone: "In fact, if it weren't for the lack of helpers when I entered Fengtian World this time, do you really think that being able to manipulate me until now is your own ability?
"
Yang Ting's face suddenly darkened when he heard this, and he laughed angrily: "So you are showing mercy, Uncle Yang, should you thank you?"
"Exactly!"
The white-browed old man said seriously: Your Excellency, you should understand by now that if you continue to fight, you will only die! If you surrender to me now, you can still save your life!"
When Yang Ting heard this, his expression was full of strangeness, and he looked at him as if he were looking at a dead person.
The white-browed old man frowned and said, "I really don't like the look in your eyes. Maybe I should pluck out those tricks of yours!"
As he was speaking, he saw the white-browed old man reaching out and pointing towards Yang Ting, and two black lights had already arrived from the air, digging towards Yang Ting's eyes.
Yang Ting's figure was restricted by the Octagonal Glazed Tower, and his dodge speed was extremely slow. It was almost impossible to avoid the two black lights in this situation.
Seeing that his eyesight was about to lose, Yang Ting was so frightened that he shouted: "If you don't come out, I will become blind!"
In fact, before Yang Ting could finish his words, an emerald-green root had already pierced the void that was imprisoned by the white-browed old man, and appeared at an unwanted place beside Yang Ting.
"Fellow Taoist Ting, you are still in the Daluo Immortal Realm after all. Please respect your identity. How can you still have the magnanimity of Daluo Immortal Lord in such a howling and crying manner?"
The joking voice sounded, and Yang Hua's figure had already emerged from the void passage opened by the ethereal roots of all realms.
As soon as he appeared, Yang Hua had already sensed the power of confinement in the surrounding void. He raised his head and glanced at the octagonal glazed tower suspended above his head. He frowned slightly and saw that he was holding the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree and moving towards the direction of the glazed tower.
It's a hard brush.
Although the octagonal glazed pagoda and the Seven Treasures Mystical Tree are generally low-grade immortal weapons, this pagoda is a space-type heavy magic weapon. It is extremely difficult for the Seven Treasures Mystical Tree to brush this magic weapon away at once.
But even so, Yang Hua brushed it down all at once, causing the glazed pagoda to sway in mid-air as if it was about to fall down the next moment, and the originally imprisoned void was also released.
Yang Ting immediately used his Thunder Spear to fly away the two black lights flying towards his eyes, but they turned out to be two eye-pecking birds.
"So you have helpers!"
The white-browed old man frowned, and his consciousness instantly spread to the surroundings. Except for the two people in front of him, no one else was found.
"Even if there are two people, they are just two monks who have just entered the Daluo realm. Even though it takes some effort, it is still good to accept two Daluo realm subordinates."
Although things were a little beyond the white-browed old man's expectations, he still had absolute confidence in himself.
But Yang Ting, who had been suppressed so miserably before, felt extremely aggrieved. After hearing the arrogant words of the white-browed old man, he could no longer suppress the anger in his heart and cursed: "Old man, who do you think you are?
!”
Before he finished speaking, a purple-gold thunder light burst out from Yang Ting's eyes, and Yang Hua on the side had no time to stop it.
The seemingly slender ray of lightning tore through the void in front of him the moment it appeared, and headed straight for the white-browed old man's face.
But the white-browed old man was equally extraordinary. The moment Yang Ting took action, the silver-white bell in his hand began to ring. Layers of ripples in the void formed spatial folds as the bell shook, trying to
This purple-gold thunder light was consumed in the middle.
However, not only did the speed of the purple-gold thunder light not slow down at all, but the layers of spatial folds that rushed towards the thunder light began to dissolve on their own the moment they touched the thunder light.
"Supernatural power in the realm of chaos!"
The white-browed old man screamed strangely and quickly flew back. At the same time, he saw the original immortal energy rising above his head, forming the appearance of three flowers gathered at the top. A purple light lingered in the middle, but at this moment, it flowed down like a waterfall.
Colliding head-on with the purple-gold thunder light.
There was no sound in the void, but where the two magical powers met, they began to annihilate each other. The surrounding void almost turned into chaos in the silence, whether it was Yang Ting, Yang Hua, or Bai Mei on the other side.
The old man and the three of them all flew back in unison, for fear of being hit by the remnants of the two magical powers.
"The magical power of the Chaos Realm. This old man actually has the magical power of the Chaos Realm!"
Yang Ting shouted with surprise on his face, but he didn't seem to have much fear. While avoiding the aftermath of the two magical powers, he and Yang Hua separated, looking as if they were going to take a detour to surround the white-browed old man.
The magical powers of the Chaos Realm are not unparalleled and invincible, but at the moment, the only ones that can compete with the Zixiao Divine Thunder purely on the level of magical powers are the magical magical powers of the Chaos Realm.
The white-browed old man seemed to have realized something at this time. Whether it was Yang Ting or Yang Hua, although both of them were only at the early stage of the Daluo realm, the strength and tacit understanding they showed in the fight gave him a not-so-good feeling.
He had a premonition until the Zixiao Divine Thunder, the magical power of the Chaos Realm, appeared, which made his premonition even stronger.
Even if the two opponents join forces, they cannot be his opponent, but these two people don't seem to be afraid of him!
He even sensed that the two of them were bypassing the aftermath of the two Chaos Realm magical powers, and it seemed that they actually wanted to join forces to outflank him.
Where do these two get their confidence?
At this time, the white-browed old man had regained control of the octagonal glazed tower, his natal magic weapon. Without knowing the opponent's intentions, he hung the natal magic weapon above his head to protect himself, making himself invincible first.
But at this moment, the white-browed old man's consciousness suddenly caught the abnormal fluctuations coming from the void behind him. His face changed drastically and he hurriedly turned around, only to see an equally emerald-green root retracting from the void.
There was no sign at all beforehand, but a monk from the early Daluo period appeared again at the place, it was Immortal Yang Kai.
Just as the white-browed old man turned around, Yang Mace smiled coldly, and the moment he jumped up, he turned into a four-sided stone mace, carrying the black and yellow brilliance, and smashed it towards the glazed pagoda hanging above the white-browed old man's head.
At the same time, Yang Ting's Thunder Spear and Yang Hua's Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree also took action at the same time. Three three zombie incarnations, three low-grade immortal weapons, and three chaos realm magical powers, with tacit understanding to the extreme, moved towards each other from different directions.
The white-browed old man launched a siege, making it impossible for the opponent to avoid it!
"Boom"
Amidst the loud noise that shook the sky, the Octagonal Glazed Pagoda was attacked by the Sky-breaking Mace first. The Sky-breaking Mace was immediately knocked away, but the pagoda was also knocked over in mid-air.
"puff!"
The white-browed old man vomited a mouthful of blood, but saw a colorful brilliance in the sky falling under the pagoda, finally brushing away his life magic weapon.
The old man with white eyebrows realized that something was wrong, raised the silver bell, and tried to break out from the siege of the three people.
Unexpectedly, a bolt of lightning struck, and a "ding" sound knocked the bell away again.
Above the white-browed old man's head, three flowers of origin rose into the sky, and a waterfall-like purple light flowed in the void, trying to open up an escape path for him.
Unexpectedly, Yang Hua opened his mouth and vomited, and a piece of Hunyuan purple light filled the sky for half the sky. It collided with the waterfall-like purple light in the sky, and the splashing light that seemed to have substance was scattered everywhere.
When the stream of light falls on the mountain peaks, the mountain peaks melt; when it falls into the dense forest, a forest withers; when it falls on the earth, a basin takes shape.
The two chaotic magical powers competed with each other, and wherever they passed, the topography of this area changed drastically!
However, at this moment, the void, which had been constantly turbulent and extremely fragile under the influence of the war, actually had a huge crack in the void opened again.
But this crack looks like a closed eye. The moment it opens, immeasurable light begins to be released. When the eye is fully opened, the immeasurable light turns into immeasurable thunder.
Even the turbulence in the void stirred up by the white-browed old man's chaotic magical power and innate Hunyuan Qi were rendered and penetrated by the lightning bursting out of his eyes!
"Ah...ah..."
Amidst the shouts that came to an abrupt end, the body of the white-browed old man was annihilated in the scorching white light emitted by the endless thunder, and finally no bones remained.
When the purple-gold eyes in the sky finally closed, the purple light all over the sky dissipated, and the broken void gradually closed and recovered, the three incarnations of the three corpses saw Yang Junshan, who had appeared in the place where the white-browed old man was annihilated.
in the sky, and in his hand was playing with a silver-white bell.
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