When Huang Shang left for a long time, Ning Daoqi, who had been standing there, just left and returned to Qizhen Temple.
The three reincarnations took a long time to understand.
Even if the strengthening systems are different, for the use of the vitality of heaven and earth, the various routes actually lead to the same goal.
Sometimes the experience you can get from a peak match is more important than any amount of learning.
However, this is a small probability event after all.
At least Yang Xiaobo and Huang Shu thought about it over and over again and came up with three points.
Awesome! Awesome! Still awesome!
"After this battle, Ning Daoqi will become a great master in no time!"
Chen Meng was more concerned about Ning Daoqi's condition. After thinking for a moment, he suddenly sent a message: "I don't need the He's Bi anymore."
Yang Xiaobo was startled and quickly replied: "What about the cooperation with the emperor's uncle?"
Chen Meng said: "It doesn't hinder me. I want to fight Shi Zhixuan again to break through the four-star level."
Yang Xiaobo couldn't help but said: "Why Shi Zhixuan?"
It's not that he's afraid...well, he's just afraid.
Among all the great masters, Shi Zhixuan is the most difficult to deal with, because the phantom body technique is like a ghost, and the Butian Pavilion technique can oppress the senses, produce hallucinations, and so on, so that once the challenger fails, the end will be death. There is no such thing as
The path to leaving safely is optional.
Of course, reincarnations also have life-saving tools. If you really want to escape at any cost, it is not a problem, but for a challenge, it is a big loss.
Chen Meng said: "My martial arts path is to reduce complexity into simplicity. Shi Zhixuan's martial arts path is to simplify simplicity into complexity. In terms of change, I am afraid that no one in the world can match him. If I fight with him, I will
The harvest will be the greatest.”
"I see."
Yang Xiaobo knew that whatever he decided would not change: "Then I will think of a way to give you a chance to fight alone."
Chen Meng patted him on the shoulder: "Xiaobo, please!"
It's easy to actually fight. The key lies in how to create a fair one-on-one environment.
For example, the battle with Ning Daoqi just now.
This means that outside of the Lou Guan sect, if it were other plot forces, the masters would have already rushed out in a swarm.
Yang Xiaobo thought for a while and asked the emperor's uncle: "Are those two reincarnators from the Buddhist sect near the Jing Nian Monastery now?"
The emperor's uncle said: "I can't be sure, but nine times out of ten, those two guys have nothing to gain. This moment of destroying the Buddha is the best opportunity to make a profit. How can they leave?"
The destruction of the Buddha is naturally a disaster for devout Buddhists, but for those who are reincarnated, it is a feast.
In particular, Yu Wenyong wanted to attack Buddhist classics.
You must know that although Jing Nian Zen Monastery does not have the Four Great Books, the founder Tian Monk is also a top master in cultivation. The "Jing Nian Zen Book" and "Wu Nian Zen Gong" passed down are both first-class Buddhism.
Although the secret skill has not been verified to be able to break the void, it is not much weaker than the four great books.
But similarly, the difficulty of obtaining it is not much worse than that of the Four Great Wonder Books.
Unless the plot forces are in turmoil and you are too busy to take care of yourself, you can take advantage of the opportunity.
Yang Xiaobo asked again: "Do you have anything they used? As long as it has been contaminated with breath, no matter how big or small it is."
The emperor's uncle hesitated for a moment, then rummaged around in the star pattern space, took out a coin, and handed it over.
Yang Xiaobo took the coin and played with it. His eyes suddenly rolled up, leaving only the whites of his eyes, and his body began to sway like a water plant.
Chen Meng shook his hand and fixed his willow waist. Yang Xiaobo then pinched his hands and the gossip emerged, grinding the coin into ashes like a millstone, leaving behind a strange smell visible to the naked eye.
"Jia Zhen Yi left Bing Xin Kun, Ding Qian Wu Kan Ji Xunmen, Geng Day lost things should be found, Ren Gui can be found on Gen..."
He began to mutter words, some of which sounded powerful, but were actually just for the sake of water.
But under this cadence of voice, his Taoist robes were fluttering, and he really looked a bit immortal, and the aura in the coins was even more twisted in his hands.
Witnessing this scene, the emperor's uncle was quite afraid: "No wonder he is called a blind man, and he is doing divination and fortune-telling. He is not careful!"
Yang Xiaobo's nickname is "Blind Man", and the emperor's uncle did not dare to underestimate him at first. After all, birds of a feather flock together, and if you can walk with the strong, you will be a weakling. Now that he has seen him, he is even more defensive, and he does not dare to change his mind.
After a moment, the front end of the breath raised up, like a spiritual snake spitting a message, and kept moving in one direction.
Yang Xiaobo rolled the whites of his eyes, and his dark pupils returned, looking to the place guided by his breath:
"They are in the Northern Zhou Palace!"
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at the same time.
Huang Shang came to Laojun's temple, shook his long sleeves, and walked inside in a grand manner.
He did not cover his breath, just like ordinary people entering the temple.
But now that night has fallen, thunderstorms are pouring, and Laojun Temple has long been closed, this arrogance of being in a deserted place becomes particularly eye-catching.
As a result, Taoists with strong auras filed out one by one, and formed a formation in front of the temple where the rain had accumulated. An old Taoist with heavy hair and a childlike face slowly walked out, with a fly whisk rising. There was no trace of rain stains on his body, and his eyes were slightly dark. His eyes stared unblinkingly: "Your Majesty, you came to my temple at night, what do you think?"
Huang Shang stood with his hands behind his back, without looking around, he already showed a look of disappointment: "You really preach and flatter the Lou Guan sect, but in the end, you only have one grandmaster, and he is still dying and dying. No wonder he can only become a Taoist." Chess piece, you really disgrace my holy sect!"
"The two defeated Underworld Lords want to unify Shi Zhixuan of my holy sect?"
Laojun Temple Master's pupils shrank sharply, and he already realized who was coming. His eyes no longer had any warmth, and the ferocity and cruelty of the Demon Sect appeared in his eyes. He shouted sternly: "Tianmen Seven Killing Formation! Move!"
As soon as the words were spoken, all the Taoists stepped forward and moved their formations.
They had obviously been practicing for a long time. They formed a group of seven and forty-nine people formed a formation. There were seven faintly rising doors, and murderous aura lingered within them.
Of course, there is no spatial mystery in the formations in this world. They are just an extension of the combined attack technique. However, even top masters, if they do not know the formations, will find it very difficult to encounter this method of gathering people to form a force.
Laojun Guan's reaction was so intense that it seemed unexpected, but also reasonable.
For the two sects of the Demon Sect and the Six Paths, no matter whether they are strong or weak, they do not want to have a supreme emperor sitting above them.
In particular, Laojun Guan now has a prominent status and is classified as a member of the Lou Guan sect. Regardless of whether it is being used by Taoists who are well aware of it, they will not be willing to go back to being a rat that everyone shouts about. It's time.
Therefore, their attitude towards the arrival of this new king of the Demon Sect was straightforward.
kill!
Huang Shang actually appreciated this, and Shi Shiran took a step forward.
Boom!
When the soles of his feet landed, half of Lao Junguan shook violently. The water flowing on the ground shook upwards, forming curtains of rain that criss-crossed like sharp blades and rose rapidly from bottom to top.
At this time, the mixed qualities of good and bad were revealed. The calm-minded disciples did not panic and pressed down on the water blade according to the position of the formation. However, a small number of disciples screamed in surprise and did not care about the attack and subconsciously avoided it.
There were only a few people who avoided it, but it also exposed flaws in the originally flawless formation.
Huang Shang directly locked the location of Laojun Temple Master.
"Thunder comes!"
His left hand remained unchanged behind his back, and his right hand reached out from his sleeve and grasped it from a distance towards the lightning and thunder sky.
This time, it was no longer the wind and rain that swept across the sky and turned into a long roar of water dragons, but a bolt of thunder that cut through the sky, snaked through the void, was summoned, and fell into Huang Shang's hands.
He took the second step, dragging the thunderbolt across a distance of more than ten feet, and directly pressed it towards the master of Laojun Temple.
Among the electric lights and flints, Laojun Guanzhu, who was in the formation, had no time to change his position, so he could only move his fly whisk to meet him.
So...
Time slowed down.
Under the disbelieving gazes of all the Laojun Temple disciples, the fly whisk exploded first, and then a ripple visible to the naked eye poured into the right arm of the temple master, and then poured into his chest.
Before he even had time to scream, the Laojun Guanzhu, who was originally planning to rely on the formation to make the Great Demon King retreat, showed a look of extreme pain on his face, and was torn into pieces, exploding into a sky full of flesh and blood.
Grandmaster!
Killed in one move!
Huang Shang stopped his hand, the thunder dissipated, and he returned to the original place with a sway.
Everything seemed like nothing happened.
The so-called thunder summoning is naturally not real. The Chinese martial arts world cannot reach this point, nor can Shattering Void.
This is the supreme shock caused by the sensory deception of the Immortal Seal and the exquisite control of the essence of heaven and earth.
After Huang Shang was promoted to Grand Master, his control over the essence of heaven and earth has reached a stable 70%.
After being promoted to Grandmaster, you can basically absorb the vitality of heaven and earth from your pores and turn it into the essence of heaven and earth for your own use.
However, when the ratio is still very low, it does not actually help the battle significantly. At most, it can restore the true energy faster.
Only when you reach 30% or more can you use it in some ultimate moves and have methods that surpass those of ordinary masters.
That level is basically the limit that top masters can reach.
Further up, there is the Grand Master.
However, 70% is not the standard configuration for Grand Masters. It may vary depending on each person's physique and physical strength.
For example, some powerful people who control 50% of the essence of heaven and earth are great masters, while some people who are particularly gifted or have special skills are still lingering in the grandmaster realm when they control 70% of the essence of heaven and earth.
This varies from person to person.
But one thing is consistent
If you want to shatter the void, you must control ten percent of the essence of heaven and earth.
Xiang Yutian, Chuanying, Pang Ban, Lang Fanyun and other peerless experts who had fought before Shattered Void all proved it.
Therefore, the goal of Huang Shang's current Grand Master's road to heaven and humanity is very clear. By perfectly controlling the remaining 30%, he can meet the requirements of Shattering the Void.
It doesn't seem far away, but it's actually more difficult.
Because when it reaches 70%, it is already at the critical line of a "non-human" level. As for controlling 100% of the essence of heaven and earth, it is not something that a mortal body can do. No matter how deep the skill is, no matter how wide the meridians are, it must be done.
Pursue rebirth.
Either like a demon-seed fairy fetus, condensing the most prominent extraordinary organs, or simply improving them in an all-round way and becoming all-around extraordinary.
Looking back now, this is Huang Shang's first battle after being promoted to Grand Master. Although the enemy is much weaker than himself, it is still a small test of his skills and proves the tyranny of the mighty power of heaven and earth.
This method of pouring the essence of heaven and earth into the enemy's body is a "hardware" test.
I will blast away 70% of the essence of heaven and earth corresponding to the upper limit of my meridians. If you can bear it, or use other means to expel it from the body, you are still qualified to fight. Otherwise, it will be over directly.
A top master like Mu Tianmiao, Lord of the Underworld, cannot withstand 70% of the essence of heaven and earth, but she can use the magic of heaven and earth to expel the essence of heaven and earth as much as possible from the body without being injured without dying.
As for the very old and dying Master Laojun, his body's endurance was already at its limit. He couldn't bear it, not to mention 70%, 30%. Naturally, his meridians would be severed, his flesh and blood would burst, and he would die directly, eliminating the need for a coffin.
Of course, if it were another great master, such as "Crazy Thunder" Hezhe and "Holy Monk" Liewu, they would not do this.
Because they are already very old, forcibly using the essence of heaven and earth in this way will be more or less burdensome on the body, and the gains outweigh the losses. If they want to defeat the grandmaster, there are many other methods, and at most they will cost more.
That is to say, Huang Shang is a young and strong grandmaster in his twenties who simply does whatever he wants.
If it can be finished with one move, why should I waste more effort?
What's more, this kind of instant kill is also devastating to the fighting spirit.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
There was no need to speak. Under Huang Shang's indifferent gaze, all the Taoists in Laojun Temple dropped their weapons and bowed unsteadily, letting the heavy rain wet their clothes.
One of the most prestigious disciples bowed his head and begged:
"The Holy King forgives me. True preachers will never dare to disobey the Holy King's order again. We are willing to offer the "Heavenly Demon Strategy" and..."