There are many forces that really exist in the world but are not perceived by ordinary people, and cannot even be used by most practitioners. This is true for the energy of stars from outside the realm, and the same is true for the true magnetic power in the earth's veins.
The true energy of ordinary practitioners is the medium to call for more vitality in this world, and the huge clothes on this man's body are the medium to communicate and utilize the power of true magnetism in the earth.
The ground where Tianluo Ancient City is located contains a large amount of magnetite veins and mineral salts. The two are accompanied, and the geomagnetic force generated has been strangely amplified. But at this time, under his inspiration, these were originally just
The power of true magnetism, which can make starlight shine more dazzlingly, seems to have turned into real streams.
A lot of metal powder was scattered at this time.
These metal powders came from another place in the city, from three practitioners from the Yang family of the Northern Wei Dynasty who were proficient in the secret arts of Xingxiu Sea.
These metal powders are also a medium.
For hundreds of years, practitioners of the Yang family have used this unique meteorite powder to enable them to sense and utilize the vitality of the stars.
In a sense, this unique metal powder is their magic weapon.
Their magical methods that seem unimaginable to ordinary people are actually the product of the combination of true energy and this magical weapon.
No meteorite iron can survive for too long. If one day the Yang family's supply of this metal powder is cut off, then their method will completely lose its use, just like those practitioners who have completely lost their true essence and cannot obtain it.
Supplementation makes no difference.
It's just that tonight, these practitioners of the Yang family are not stingy at all.
A large amount of this metal powder is mixed in the bustle, constantly absorbing the silver light.
The starlight falling from the sky and the power of the man wearing huge clothes blended together almost perfectly.
The continuously gathering energy of the stars rotated like threads in the air, forming strange silver circles. In the center of the silver circles, the true magnetic power gushing out from the ground continued to gather, turning into streaks like lightning.
of light beam.
Countless beams of light, like countless flying swords condensed by lightning, continued to form in the night, falling towards the city, or to be more precise, a place in a huge depression.
That was where Taoist Yuan, Bai Yuelu and others were.
At this time, looking down from a high altitude, Tianluo Ancient City no longer existed and had turned into a huge bowl.
The small sword made of countless rays of lightning walked chaotically in the sandstorm, and finally fell towards Taoist Yuan and others.
The original Taoist frowned deeply.
For the first time, he sensed a fatal threat, and most importantly, during the sandstorm, his perception was once again imprisoned by a mysterious force, as if a huge black turtle shell completely covered the world.
stand up.
He raised his left hand.
His right arm had been lost in a battle many years ago, but at this time, his left hand was countless times stronger than the right hand that held the sword.
He spread his fingers, slightly flexed them, and then pointed out.
Five extremely violent roars suddenly sounded in the sandstorm.
This whistling sound did not come from in front of his five fingers, but from the sky.
The five majestic air currents fell hard like five tornadoes, breaking through the black turtle shell covering this huge depression, and then smashed into the sandstorm.
Countless qi energies are like the swords of countless swordsmen rolling out wildly in the sandstorm, continuously rolling those small lightning swords used from all directions into the depths of the surrounding sandstorm.
Deep in the sandstorm, the old man sitting on the black coffin lowered his head and looked at the black coffin he was sitting on.
The surface of the black coffin shone with a layer of crystal light, making the previously dark black coffin look more and more like it was carved from a whole piece of black jade. However, at this time, it seemed as if it was broken by his gaze, and the smooth mirror-like coffin lid
, several cracks suddenly appeared.
The old man was filled with emotion.
He has been in the north his whole life.
In the far south to him, in the past many years, at least the Three Saints of the South Heaven had appeared, but in his lifetime, in the north where he was, there had never been anyone above the Saint Realm.
of practitioners.
He still remembered that when he entered the spiritual state, his master had just become a saint, but his life span was almost over.
His master said with great melancholy and emotion, "If I meet Miaozhen in the morning, I will die in the evening."
The meeting that his master said was really just a meeting. He was really just thinking about practicing for a lifetime. He knew clearly that there was such a realm, but he couldn't see the practitioner of that realm at all. What a practitioner who couldn't see that realm was like.
The power of human beings is how to mobilize the vitality of heaven and earth.
Even if he was only allowed to see such a practitioner who had truly entered the wonderful realm, he would even be able to leave this world with peace of mind and joy.
The deeper you practice, the less your lifespan is left. The more you understand how wonderful practice is, the more you understand how far away the higher realms are.
So the old man felt he was very lucky.
He has seen such a realm, so even if he is defeated, if he cannot trap this wonderful true realm enemy to death here, he will have no regrets even if he dies in battle here.
His hands were pressed on the coffin lid.
More cracks instantly appeared on the black coffin lid.
But at the same time, just like some practitioners who practice unique skills squeeze out the true energy deep in the sea of qi, more energy is squeezed out of this black coffin.
An extremely ancient aura suddenly appeared around him.
From the cracks in the coffin lid, wisps of black vitality suddenly grew out like countless black roses, and then turned into shadows of mountains.
Countless hills appeared on the black coffin lid. At the same time, there seemed to be countless more mountains in the sky, and then these mountains began to rotate crazily.
The original Taoist's left hand was still raised, and his index finger and middle finger were pointed together as a sword, and he stabbed into the void.
The reason why practitioners of the Miao Zhen Realm are so powerful is that they can draw a large amount of heaven and earth energy from farther away at will. His attack just now was not only to break the enemy's blockade of this world, but also to
Use this blow to determine the enemy's true location.
Although countless mountains appeared in his perception at this time, the moment he broke through the turtle shell, he had already caught a glimpse of the practitioner who gathered these lightning swords.
The man wearing huge clothes suddenly raised his head.
A hole suddenly appeared in the sandstorm in front of him.
A sword energy with a strong natal aura came through the air, but it did not expand during the process. Instead, it shrank sharply, shrinking to a needle.
The man took a step back, but he knew that he could not stop this concentrated sword energy at all.
He can only hope in his companions.
Countless gray air currents flowed out from behind him like thin hair.
On the other end of these hair-like vitality is the woman surnamed Zhen wearing huge clothes.
These filaments quickly wrapped around the sword energy, unable to stop the sword energy from moving forward, but forcefully pulled it away by several inches.
In the first few inches, when it fell in front of the man wearing huge clothes, it was already several feet away.
A loud sound.
There was a sound on the man's clothes.
The sand beneath his feet rolled up and spread out like a tidal wave.
This thin sword energy continued to move forward and landed on the ground far away from him.
It was just a sword energy as thin as a needle, but it was like a giant plow plowing through the ground, instantly cutting a deep ravine in the ground.
"Thank you."
The man turned around and thanked the woman.
He himself was not injured, but he knew that the woman might not be injured.
"Miaozhen is indeed Miaozhen, but he also needs to consume his true energy, and his true energy will be exhausted." The woman came from behind him, her voice still very calm.