It’s Yang Rusong, the second person in Hong Kong’s feng shui skills with magical sword skills! “You want to kill me?”
After hearing this, Cao Jueshan's expression remained as usual. Not only was he not afraid, but he also showed a playful smile: "Yang Rusong, you still think too highly of yourself."
"There are only two types of Feng Shui magicians in Hong Kong."
"One is Li Daoyi, and the other is us."
"Do you really think that because you broke through to God Transformation before me and that you are one rank higher than me, you can defeat me?"
Cao Jueshan shook his head slowly, his eyes cold: "You are too naive!"
The words fell.
Cao Jueshan squeezed the magic formula with his hands, and a blood-red crescent-shaped jade levitated into the sky.
Almost at the same time, the mountaintop opposite suddenly trembled, and as the ground shook, a blood cloud that was dozens of times more terrifying rose into the sky.
A whole huge blood-red peak was condensed! That’s right! It was a whole giant peak, the whole body made of the essence of Qi and blood.
This was Cao Jueshan's last resort. In order to use this technique, he did not hesitate to sacrifice himself, just to destroy everything about Yang Rusong.
"Um?"
Yang Rusong's pupils tightened, and he suddenly raised his head to look at the bloody giant peak: "Suojin Guanyu, damn it, you dare to use the secret technique on the dragon veins of Zhulin Mountain!"
"Cao Jueshan, this technique goes against the ancestral teachings of Feng Shui. Dragon veins are the source of Feng Shui. If you dare to block the dragon veins, you will be punished by God!"
What! Upon hearing these words, the faces of Gu Fengheng and other Feng Shui masters next to him changed drastically.
Hong Kong Island Feng Shui magicians pay the most attention to traditional ancestral teachings, because it was a Feng Shui master who passed down the inheritance, and today's Hong Kong Island Feng Shui community is its own. This is why Hong Kong Island was the first to rise in China, and finally
The metropolis that developed first! The ancestral Feng Shui teachings: Dragon veins channel spirits, and the dragon veins of the earth are the origin of Feng Shui. No one is allowed to block the dragon veins. Violators will be punished by both heaven and man! Boom! Almost at the moment when the bloody giant peaks condensed, the sky above the Bamboo Forest Mountain
The wind and clouds are changing, and thunderclouds are gathering rapidly.
This is divine punishment! Dragon veins coexist with heaven and earth. At this time, a Feng Shui magician blocks the dragon vein spirit, and divine punishment is bound to come! "Cao Jueshan, you still have a way out now. Once you are bombarded by the thunder of divine punishment, your soul will be scattered, and you will never be reincarnated!"
Yang Rusong said coldly.
"God's punishment?"
Cao Jueshan smiled miserably: "If you cut off my luck and destroy my foundation, I won't be afraid of falling into the netherworld, but why are you afraid of divine punishment?"
"In my life, I should have been as famous as Li Dao, but you, Yang Rusong, took everything from me and dumped the stigma on me."
"Even if I lose my soul today, I won't make you feel better!"
The words fell.
The giant blood-red peak in the void came from the sky. If you look closely, you will find a furious and manic dragon-shaped figure inside the giant blood-red peak.
This is the dragon vein of Zhulin Mountain! "Kill!"
Cao Jueshan's eyes were full of determination, and his blood surged wildly.
The giant bloody peak suddenly fell.
"Bang!"
"Boom!"
The world trembled, and the external incarnation blocking Cao Jueshan's front was blasted out with dozens of cracks.
"Pfft!"
Yang Rusong spurted out a mouthful of blood. His old eyes were filled with haze, and his pupils were filled with murderous intent.
He has some real regrets now.
He regretted not killing Cao Jueshan earlier, but now he couldn't get out of the soul-casting formation, so he could only let his external avatar fight.
But in his external incarnation, with less than half of his combat power, how could he be a match for the crazed Cao Jueshan?
Bang! Click! The bloody giant peaks kept crashing down, and the avatar outside the body was about to collapse. The host Yang Rusong looked like he was dozens of years old, and his breath was a little sluggish.
"Mr. Yang, how about we give up this time and come back another day to break the formation again?"
Xiao Ruirong hesitated for a moment and said slowly.
"no."
Yang Rusong shook his head decisively, his eyes filled with perseverance: "We will be able to break the formation soon. There must be resources for us to practice in the divine realm in the relics. If we want to go further, we can only rely on the relics here!"
Talking room.
Cao Jueshan was not idle either, controlling the huge blood-colored peak to keep crashing down.
finally.
"Crack——" The body's external avatar suddenly shattered.
Almost at the moment of shattering, bursts of light erupted from the soul-casting array, and the power of the soul's impact dropped by more than half.
Especially in the entrance of the cave, strong spiritual power surged out, and more than a dozen rare medicinal herbs were exposed to everyone's sight.
Among them, the Nine Dragon Heavenly Spirit Grass inherited from the Zheng family! In addition, there are many spiritual objects that turned into light and flickered. Even though there was an illusory formation, the strong spiritual power still made everyone's hearts tremble.
"The treasure has been opened!"
Yang Rusong's eyes burst out with bright light, and his sleeves and robes suddenly flicked.
Huh! The black turtle phantom groaned and moved its limbs. A big hand suddenly reached out and grabbed the entrance of the relic. More than a dozen medicinal herbs, including many spiritual objects, were directly ingested by Yang Rusong.
"Master Xiao Valley, wait a moment."
"Allow me to kill that evil obstacle, and then we will search for the treasure left behind with you..." Yang Rusong shouted softly, but before he could finish his words, he suddenly exited the soul-casting formation.
The killing intent reached its peak in an instant.
"Cao Jueshan, you will be buried in Zhulin Mountain today."
Yang Rusong looked indifferent and looked at Cao Jueshan as if he were looking at a dead person.
The black turtle phantom raised its head and groaned.
Boom! The entire bloody giant peak was held up in mid-air by the black turtle.
Cao Jueshan's eyes flashed, and the power of his soul roared out. The crescent-shaped jade stone continued to rotate. Every time it rotated, the blood-colored giant peak surged by one point.
to the back.
The size of the giant blood-colored peak suddenly doubled! Blood-colored shadow enveloped the earth.
At the back, the black turtle couldn't bear the pressure and collapsed.
Before Cao Jueshan could show his joy, he heard Yang Rusong calmly say: "What, does this make you feel sure that you can beat me?"
"I just want to give you hope."
"Then I will completely crush your hopes with my own hands!"
The moment the last word fell to the ground, stars were flowing in Yang Rushong's old eyes, and the light soared to the point where it was impossible to look directly at him.
"Step into the universe and break the dragon lock!"
"Open the eight doors and cut off Yin and Yang!"
Yang Rusong chanted Xuan Jue, then thrust his hand forward suddenly.
Buzz! The void trembles.
An invisible energy penetrated directly through the blood cloud. Wherever it passed, the blood cloud dispersed when it touched it. Within a moment, Cao Jueshan, whose shadow escaped in the deepest part of the blood cloud, was imprisoned.
"You came here with the intention of dying. You should be planning to self-destruct your soul at the last moment, right?"
There was a hint of contempt in Yang Rusong's eyes.
Cao Jueshan's expression changed slightly.
"It's such a childish idea."
Yang Rusong shook his head slowly, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Don't worry, I won't kill you with my own hands. I will let you taste for yourself what it feels like to lose your soul and never be reincarnated."
Said.
His eyes were filled with electricity, and he stretched out his five dry claws and grabbed at the bloody giant peak.
"Bang!"
The giant bloody peak suddenly shattered.
An illusory dragon-veined spirit floated out of the air, and was about to flee toward the mountains below, but Yang Rusong smiled and, without stopping at all, shot out a deathly aura downwards.