Chapter eight hundred and thirty sixth secret art free and easy change
There was a strange scene in the square.
Huang Qianqiu closed his eyes and remained motionless, his energy was silent.
Chen Ling frowned and stared at the latter warily.
One breath, five breaths, ten breaths...
Huang Qianqiu sneered secretly: "I don't believe you won't take action."
This is not the way to go.
Chen Ling took a deep breath, unfolded his will, and moved his Immortal Power Heart, rushing towards Huang Qianqiu like lightning.
"The Golden Plate of Great Nirvana."
boom!
The Ninefold Nirvana Golden Disk unfolded instantly and turned into a majestic millstone, covering the wilderness for thousands of years.
The nine-winged thunder eagle of the half-step Saint King appears directly, and the spirit of the monster beast controls the other eight layers. The nine layers are added together to produce the power of destroying the heaven and the earth.
The square began to tremble slightly.
Everyone trembled and looked at Huang Qianqiu suspiciously.
What is he doing?
The golden plate struck, but Huang Qianqiu still closed his eyes tightly, and some people couldn't help but scream in surprise.
The Great Nirvana Disk is so terrifying.
boom!
At the last moment, Huang Qianqiu finally made a move.
He closed his eyes tightly, but as if he had foreseen everything, he slowly raised a palm and grabbed the Great Nirvana in the void.
"broken."
The roar was like thunder, exploding in everyone's ears.
At this moment, Chen Ling felt that the feeling of horror before suddenly expanded.
Under that grasp, the endless majestic power of heaven and earth poured out and turned invisible. The space twitched and shrank, and even superimposed on each other, blocking the Great Nirvana Disk.
Roar! Roar!
The monster spirit inside the nine-layered golden disk struggled and roared crazily, but under that big hand, the space shrank crazily, severely compressing the nine-layered golden disk.
The nine demonic beast spirits gradually let out pitiful screams.
Even the Nine-winged Thunder Eagle is struggling in pain.
A thorough means of will.
Chen Ling took a deep breath.
The next moment, before the golden plate broke, he shot out.
A palm full of celestial power was taken head-on.
Huang Qianqiu's big hand suddenly clenched.
Click!
The golden disk of the Great Nirvana shattered into pieces and turned into endless shards of light that poured out.
The big hand fell instantly and stood in front of Chen Ling amid the lightning and flint.
"snort."
Chen Ling changed very quickly, and with one change of palm, he directly bypassed his resistance and slid away from the side.
"Waiting for a while."
Huang Qianqiu smiled strangely.
Chen Ling's eyes widened in shock. Huang Qianqiu was actually faster than him.
It was as if he had already anticipated his attack.
Bang!
Huang Qianqiu's figure was repulsed.
It's that kind of power and terror again.
Huang Qianqiu felt severe pain in his palm.
That kind of weird power was so terrifying that even in this state he couldn't stop it.
"I want to see how many times you can use this power." Huang Qianqiu finally opened his eyes.
"Then give it a try."
Chen Ling's eyes narrowed, and he rushed towards him like a dragon.
Huang Qianqiu dodges.
Every attack was easily dodged by him.
However, Huang Qianqiu is also fighting back.
Chen Ling was horrified to find that he could not block the latter's attack without using his immortal power.
As time passed, the battle between the two men in the square became particularly strange.
Sometimes Huang Qianqiu dodges and Chen Ling attacks.
But the next moment, it became a fierce attack by Huang Qianqiu, and Chen Ling dodged in panic.
Chen Ling became extremely embarrassed.
Immortal power is limited and he cannot use it infinitely.
But without using it, it would be difficult for him to withstand Huang Qianqiu's offensive, especially since his attack route was almost entirely predictable by the opponent.
Even if he dodges, the opponent will control him.
But once he exerts his magical power, Huang Qianqiu will no longer face him head-on.
cunning.
Chen Ling had to admit at this moment that Huang Qianqiu was terrifying.
If it were an ordinary person, I'm afraid the battle would have ended long ago.
"What are they doing?"
Someone said speechlessly.
boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Ling burst into anger.
It's not a good thing to drag it on like this.
Foreknowledge?
Because I have something in my mind and can predict it.
Chen Ling suddenly thought of the previous trials and faced himself.
With the same means and strength as yourself, how can you win?
There are no distracting thoughts in the mind, no waves or waves.
Do whatever you want, no tricks.
Chen Ling attacked violently, but Huang Qianqiu dodged.
But gradually, his mind became extremely calm, like a pool of stagnant water without a single ripple.
His mind was completely empty, with no thoughts or moves at all.
Huang Qianqiu suddenly frowned.
The foreknowledge suddenly became blurry.
Bang!
Lost for a moment, he dodged a beat too late and was directly caught by Chen Ling.
Huang Qianqiu responded hastily.
Xianli.
boom!
Huang Qianqiu was severely forced to retreat.
Chen Ling was unyielding when he gained power, like a tiger descending from a mountain with a fierce momentum.
"The Palm of Heaven's Sorrow."
Huang Qianqiu's face turned cold, and he moved the world with one palm.
"Xianli."
Chen Ling's punches were rough and fierce, without any flamboyance.
Bang!
Huang Qianqiu was defeated again, but Chen Ling also felt uncomfortable.
This palm is extremely powerful.
Everyone also saw something, and Huang Qianqiu seemed to be suppressed.
Chen Ling attacked again, using fists and wind.
He hides his magical power and can activate it at any time.
"Damn, what the hell is going on?"
Huang Qianqiu's eyes were blood red.
With vague precognition, he had no way of knowing the trajectory of Chen Ling's attack. This was his trump card.
Now it is equivalent to losing most of its effect.
But under Chen Ling's magical power, he couldn't resist it.
How come that kind of power hasn’t been exhausted yet?
There is indeed very little immortal power left.
Therefore, Chen Ling's offensive became more fierce and rapid.
Huang Qianqiu was caught in a panic and the situation turned around so quickly that everyone was surprised.
"Damn it, Chen Ling."
"We can't go on like this."
Huang Qianqiu went crazy, his eyes were fierce, he suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a bloody arrow, pointing directly at the door in front of Chen Ling.
The blood arrow contains terrifying power, and the arrow is extremely fast.
Chen Ling's expression changed, and he immediately raised his hand like lightning and punched him hard.
Bang!
Under the power of the immortal, the blood arrows were directly smashed to pieces.
"Chen Ling, you forced me." Huang Qianqiu laughed ferociously.
He originally thought that relying on his ability to predict the situation through eternity would be enough to control the situation.
But he didn't expect that Chen Ling had obscured his prediction in some way.
Coupled with that terrifying power, he had no choice but to use that move.
"You forced yourself." Chen Ling smiled coldly and rushed towards Huang Qianqiu.
At this time, the Heavenly Saint King frowned.
"Happy change."
Huang Qianqiu roared ferociously, formed seals with his hands, and suddenly pressed them into his chest.
boom!
Something seemed to explode inside his body, and a storm of destruction swept out, and his momentum surged by several levels again.
That storm swept directly over Chen Ling.
puff!
Chen Ling's complexion changed drastically, he opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood, and retreated in embarrassment.
"Too weak."
A ferocious laughter suddenly sounded behind him. Chen Ling's whole body was hairy. He ducked and punched hard, using his immortal power without hesitation.
Snap!
A big hand wrapped around his fist.
The terrifying immortal power was directly resisted.
Huang Qianqiu's arm shook. Even though his strength increased dramatically, the power was still terrifying, but it was not as able to completely suppress him as before.
Bang!
Chen Ling's face showed pain, and both of them retreated in shock.
The next moment, Huang Qianqiu disappeared again.
"Chen Ling, you lose."
boom!
A majestic air wave suddenly came down from above.
This guy's strength has almost reached the level of a Half-Step Holy King, damn it.
The secret technique to instantly increase your strength.
Chen Ling guessed the secret technique that Huang Qianqiu had just used.
He fought with all his strength.
In less than ten breaths, his immortal power was exhausted, leaving only the last trace, which was the source and could not be used. (To be continued)