Xiao Jue was so arrogant before that he wanted to throw Lin Yi into a pig cage and drown him in the excrement water, but now listening to the words of the old master, he felt that the old master did not seem to have the confidence to win, and he suddenly felt panicked, as if
Ants on a hot pot.
"What else can I do? I just told you not to talk, but you didn't listen. I was really killed by you!" In normal times, Zhan Tonggu would not dare to offend this young prince at all. Although he had previously claimed that Xiao Jue was a member of the royal family
Bloodline, but in fact it is very clear. Although the Nanhuang King's branch was canonized as a prince, it was actually just luck. There was no direct blood relationship with Xiao Yan and Xiao Hong. However, Xiao Jue was the prince's companion and had been in Jiankang for a long time.
It is true that he is equivalent to half a son of Xiao Yan.
In fact, when Xiao Jue came out to do things this time, he was also working for the prince, which was equivalent to the prince's imperial envoy. The more he understood this relationship, the less he dared to offend the arrogant and domineering young prince. But at this time, he could not protect himself, but he could not control himself.
own emotions.
Xiao Jue was scolded by him. He was stunned for a moment and then became furious. But when he looked up and saw his murderous gaze, the young man in brocade clothes shrank and felt chilled.
"This veteran's natal magic weapon is actually a big flag?"
At this time, the old master's life energy surged out, and the big flag unfolded behind him. Not to mention the other practitioners in Chaotian Palace, even Lin Yi was a little surprised and did not expect it at all.
This large flag was suspended behind Laozhen, with dark waves surging on the blue flag surface, and some runes were looming, like tides. With each wave, there was an unexplained moist breath in the air that fluctuated violently.
In just a few clicks, on the originally empty flag, some parts of the blue were darker, standing out like a relief, and turned out to be the shape of a dragon.
This dragon's face is very ferocious, like a ghost, and its head is extremely long but its body is short, making it look very ferocious and weird.
"This is alive"
After all, Xiao Jue had never experienced a real cruel killing array. He was already frightened and wanted to cry. When he saw this blue dragon, he was so frightened that he almost fell to the ground.
In his sight, the dragon broke free from the big flag!
"Whoosh!"
A terrifying energy enveloped the entire Chaotian Palace.
The blue dragon swam out of the banner and ate towards Lin Yi. At this time, in everyone's perception, including Lin Yi's perception, the existence of this old master was completely gone.
The body energy of this old master was completely integrated with that big flag. Everyone clearly saw him in the sky, but everyone only felt that there was billowing real energy running in the air.
Wandering among the flags.
Like a giant sword, the dragon straightened its body in the air and rushed straight towards Lin Yi.
It is condensed with vitality. Of course it is not a living thing as Xiao Jue said, but all its details at this time seem to be the same as a real living thing. Everything is extremely real, like scales like iron clusters, like coral.
Ordinary dragon horns, or even its huge dragon head, the eyes are flashing with light, even with an aura of indifference and contempt for low-end creatures.
Lin Yi's face became more and more solemn.
This is what is called potential.
Only for practitioners who have reached this level, the power of heaven and earth condensed by their true essence, and their natal vitality, will naturally carry their momentum and become the manifestation of their will.
Not long ago, when the news of Mo Zong's escape from the Northern Wei Dynasty was passed to Dangxiang, the specific details of the fight between Mo Zong and the Northern Wei Emperor were also known. At that time, Yuan Taoist and Yun Tang explained to him that in fact, even if they had the same level of cultivation, the Northern Wei Emperor
That kind of existence, when it has that kind of Dharma body that is like the Dharmakaya outside the body, is far more terrifying than other practitioners in the same realm who have the same Dharma body.
It was not just because of his unique bloodline power, but because people like the Emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty had been sitting on the throne for a long time, and his aura and will were far greater than those of ordinary practitioners at the level of manifestation of such aura.
Practitioners who have entered the holy realm are almost the supreme beings in this world. Even if they look at those powerful practitioners in the spiritual realm, they are probably like the real dragon in the sky looking at the ligers and tigers in the mortal world.
Of course, his will cannot be compared with that of the Emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty, but at this time, this dragon has made him feel real pressure.
For all the practitioners under the realm of divine thoughts in Chaotian Palace, in their perception, the sacred and majestic dragon's breath has arrived.
There was a constant ringing in their bodies. The true essence that they had obtained through hard work and could only be used by themselves was actually being pressed down by this majestic force and sinking into their sea of qi.
Their hearts also sank.
They have truly experienced the despair of being crushed by a complete realm. They also believed what the classics said before. If a practitioner above the holy realm takes one look at a low-level practitioner, I am afraid that as long as he has the intention to kill, that person will be killed.
Low-level practitioners are already dead.
But many Chengtian-level practitioners do not feel that they are very low-level practitioners. But now, among these people, those who are in the Chengtian-level also feel indescribable in words. They truly understand that if this person is
If the old man wants to kill them, all he needs to do is look at them.
So in front of people like He Xiuxian's other true disciple Chen Ziyun and Mo Zong, they are the same as real ants, there is no difference.
Lin Yi's body also made constant noises.
It's like a bowstring is playing and snapping.
The exercises practiced by the previous generation Feng Tiao Yushun were also extremely unique. Including this natal magic weapon, there were no relevant records in any of the classics and notes he had seen.
This magical instrument itself seems to have a unique power, which can force the practitioner's true energy to return to his own Qi Sea, which is the same as losing his own cultivation.
Even if there is no true essence in his body, this force is still forcing the sword essence in his body to return to some orifices.
At this time, the sword essence in his body did not succumb to such air flow and will. After forcibly resisting, there were faint signs of collapse.
The blue dragon fell from the sky, getting closer and closer to him, and the pressure on his body became heavier and more terrifying. Even the ground beneath his body, which had been impacted by countless water swords, also
Start to continue to sink downwards.
However, he remained motionless.
Countless reds bloomed from his body.
It was like countless drops of blood dripping out of his skin.
It's just that this red feeling is extremely tight and heavy, like countless grains of gravel growing on the surface of his body.
These are extremely condensed mercury particles. Each particle is as small as real gravel, but it has countless natural facets. The sharp angles of each facet are like a sword thrusting towards the heaven and earth.
The little sword that came out.
The Danmer Taoism he obtained came from Jiange. Before He Xiuxian founded Jiange, this Danmeri Taoism had been circulating in the world for many years. However, there were no practitioners who had practiced this Danmeri Taoism in the past dynasties.
Anyone can practice Danmer Taoism to his level.
Because no matter what the true energy level of those people is, no one's physical body and vitality are as powerful as his, and no one's body can hold so much mercury.
These mercury particles on the surface of his body did not have any real energy fluctuations. They were just like countless crimson gems flashing with precious light. However, when the real energy power continued to impact on their surfaces, they shattered one after another. When countless
The turbulent air flow scattered from Lin Yi's body like threads, and everyone began to feel the piercing aura of these mercury particles.
The old man's face was also extremely solemn, but his eyes were filled with naturalness.
This kind of piercing aura is natural.
Because the other party is the master of the sword pavilion and a disciple of He Xiuxian.
He coughed lightly.
This was a truly painful cough.
The large ball of vitality in his body left his body instantly.
For an old practitioner like him, having such a large amount of vital energy leave the body in an instant is really no different from cutting off flesh.
boom!
There was a loud roar between heaven and earth.
The blue dragon in the sky smashed down hard, and the huge dragon head rushed down with indifference, rushing onto Lin Yi's body.