A golden stream of light reflected in Ye Tian's pupils, and the giant palm with a negative pressure of tens of miles broke out from the golden sea of clouds. It was surrounded by Qingyun, auspicious and auspicious, and even the laws of the avenue were resonating, and the holy path surged like a golden spurt.
"Oh! You actually know the Demon King's Heaven-carrying Hand. This secret skill was obtained by chance when I was young. I acquired it from a demon clan's powerful ruins. In the entire universe, very few people know about it, even demons. There are very few people who know this."
In the void, golden air waves rolled, and on the giant palm, there was a figure of Kong Wu, whose soul-stirring energy was terrifying and domineering, making people dare not look directly at it.
"This junior also learned about it by luck from an ancient book."
Ye Tian responded.
"It doesn't matter, little friend, it's not easy to follow the footsteps. With your talent, you must have the strength to leapfrog the level and fight. In this way, I won't bully you. I will suppress my own cultivation to the realm of the mortal saint!"
When several people heard this, they couldn't help but complain and roll their eyes.
Wang Yangming secretly complained: "You, you have cultivated to the realm of fire and thunder. You have eaten more salt than that kid has eaten. To be able to achieve your current level of cultivation, you must have walked out of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood." , such a being, means and experience, not to mention the Hongchen Holy Lord, can remain invincible even when facing the Dongtian Holy Lord. "
"It's okay, please give me some advice from my seniors!"
How could Ye Tian not know that, not to mention his cultivation, it was his physique that the Holy Lord Fire and Thunder had survived the Tribulation of the Holy Lord Four Elephants. His body was comparable to a holy weapon, his defense was astonishing, and he could be called the body of a diamond.
But he had something to ask for, and no matter what, he felt that he had to accept it, and Ye Tiancun had the idea of testing his own combat power. When it comes to combat experience, it is ten Even Yanwu can't even think of comparing himself to him. In terms of means, Yiye Shengzun is invincible, and his martial arts books are even more incomparable.
"Little friend, in that case, be careful!"
As he spoke, Ye Tian's face twitched and he complained secretly: "You bastard Hai don't have any sense of style!"
Because of the reminder just now, the voice came almost close to him, right behind him.
"Bang~!"
There was a roar of thunder, and then, behind Ye Tian, Yan Wu appeared at some point, kicked his legs diagonally upwards, and hit Ye Tian's head.
"Let's go~!"
Ye Tian's figure was like an arrow, hitting the sky, and the figure landed on Jinghu Lake. In an instant, Jinghu Lake was shaken by the huge force coming down from the sky, setting off white waves a hundred feet high.
Under Ye Tian's feet, waves surged, and among the auras, Ye Tian was wrapped in huge waves and sunk a hundred meters deep under the mirror lake.
Ye Tian's body was in a half-crouched position, his eyes were slightly raised, and he stared into the void. His eyes were filled with turbulent waves, and all he could see was the void. The golden light opened up the sky and the earth. It was particularly strong in the dark night, and the giant golden palm seemed to follow him like a shadow. Normally, he just stayed at the feet of his Yanwu.
He put his hands behind his back and lowered his eyes. He seemed to be able to see Ye Tian surrounded by hundreds of feet of water, with a hint of teasing in his eyes.
Not far away, a tender voice shouted: "Danchou, why is my grandfather here too? Why did my grandfather think that I couldn't beat Ye Tian at first?"
The sacred long sword brought Yanxuan under an old peach tree, and then floated beside it. It stretched out the sword energy and surrounded Yanxuan, as if to guard against Taoist Wusong and Wang Yangming.
"Don't be nervous. My grandfather is here. No matter how strong those two are, they won't dare to be malicious to me. But if word like this gets out, my Danhuang Holy Land will lose face!"
Yan Xuan'er's eyes showed unwillingness.
"Master, you can't beat Ye Tian. In my opinion, even that monster in the holy land will probably not be this guy's opponent. Master, you don't know, this guy's attainments in swordsmanship, I dare say, the entire There are no two people in the world who can compare with him."
Yan Xuan'er knew the sea, and the holy sword spirit hesitated and spoke again and again.
However, just as he spoke, I felt a cold feeling behind me, a cold gaze, and then a voice said: "Why, it's only been a few breaths, you feel that following this lady is humiliating you, and you plan to find another one." Lord Ming!"
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At this time, no one knew that Yan Xuan'er and her
The sword spirits actually started to quarrel secretly, and not far away, fire was everywhere.
Under the huge waves of hundreds of feet, Ye Tian stared at the sky and said: "Senior, you are really unscrupulous!"
After saying that, Ye Tian took the initiative to sit up, ripples flashed under his feet, and then turned into a dark green sky to kill Yanwu, and the afterimages in the void were transformed into thousands.
Three feet in front of Yan Wu, a sword finger came through the air at an incredible speed.
In front of Yanwu, a golden aura was released. The sword finger met the golden aura, and there was a stalemate. Then, Yanwu's eyes
At this point, a sword finger came suddenly.
"Hmm...! What a terrifying sword energy!"
Yan Wu looked serious, his heart was shaking secretly, and then he landed on the ground, and the air waves suddenly spread in all directions.
Ye Tian felt a huge crisis, and then he turned over, stretched out his slender arms, and immediately formed a giant fist, a spiritual storm gathered, and suddenly suppressed it.
"Ouch~!"
"Well done!"
Yan Wu was overjoyed when he saw that Ye Tian's punch was like a divine stroke, powerful and as heavy as a ten thousand stone.
Yanwu raised his hand and hit the Demon King's Carrying Hand.
The fists and palms met each other, and the collision was like two mountains colliding, shocking the earth. The fists were as heavy as a mountain, and the palms held up the heaven and the earth. The two of them met hand-to-hand without using any precious weapons.
The two of them were going back and forth, and the sound of their boxing was sometimes like thunder, sometimes like the roar of ancient mythical beasts, sometimes like the descending power of gods...
"Hahaha~! Okay, little friend, you have a strong physical body, and the body is like the roar of all beasts. Ru Shura came into the world, with such a body, and at such an age, I am the first person I have ever seen!"
The two fought hand-to-hand, Yan Wu suppressed their cultivation, and their bodies went through three or three days of calamity, three or six days of calamity, calamity worth of wind and thunder, calamity of fire and thunder, and the Demon King's Tuo Tiantian and other extraordinary feats.
It can be said that his physical strength is absolutely terrifying.
A drop of blood can burn mountains and boil seas.
However, Ye Tian is also an absolutely miraculous existence. His body was forced into the river of forgetfulness by Wu Yang on the ancient road, and his body was completely destroyed. Later, due to chance, Shura Di Jiang rebuilt his body with the demigod blood of Shura Lei Jie, the supreme powerhouse of the Shura clan.
Later, he practiced Ye Baobao's Blue Dragon's Blood, Sun Xiaosheng's Wuzhi Qi's Blood, Emperor Shi's Black Dragon's Blood...
Now, he has survived the rare three-dimensional thunder tribulation in ancient times and unlocked the true secret of the physical body. It is no small feat. In addition, with endless experience, he has fought back and forth with Yanwu. During the fierce battle between the two, the fierce and domineering The power completely shattered their clothes.
In the void, the two of them fought more and more fiercely, and the fight became more and more fierce. The two of them fired real fire like a rain after a long drought, but Yan Wu kept his promise and suppressed his cultivation under the Cave Heaven Saint.
There seems to be a tacit understanding between the two of them that cannot mobilize the holy power in their bodies. The two of them are fighting purely physically, but the two of them in the Saint Realm, even in the flesh, are definitely existences beyond imagination.
The power of the two is like the sound of gold and stone.
"Bang~!"
"Hahaha~! Okay, Shutan, my little friend is good!"
In the void, a void twisted and was shattered by the huge force of the two men, so that a gap as dark as an abyss appeared, and the turbulence of the void surged crazily, tearing the sky apart.
In the void, Ye Tian and Yan Wu were naked and their bodies seemed to contain endless power. Just where they stood was like an unreachable peak.
"Is this guy really my contemporary? It's really disappointing!"
Under a rugged ancient peach tree, Yanxuan rested cross-legged for a while, and then, without waiting for her breath to completely calm down, she stared closely at the battle in the sky, with a complicated look in her eyes.
Beside him, the sacred sword floated in the air and said: "Master, you don't need to be sad. If you have similar cultivation levels, similar talents, and similar feet, but you are actually not at the same level as each other, so..."
"Of course, before the Holy Artifact Sword Spirit finished speaking, I felt that the body of the sword was extremely cold, and a pair of blood-red eyes behind me were staring at me, making my soul tremble!"
"That... that, Lord
Man, the little sword has no other meaning. It is true that Master, you are unparalleled in talent. Even if you have Taiyi True Water, you are still far from those supreme geniuses. No matter what, Master must realize this. 「
The holy sword spirit whispered.
"snort!"
How could Yan Xuan'er not know that just now she had used all her methods to treat the other party as if she were facing a child? This time, she was even fighting back and forth with her grandfather, so he was an extremely powerful being.
I am just unwilling to give in. Among the same generation, the gap between myself and the moon is like the stars and the bright moon, the sparks of the stars and the clouds of the sun.
In the void, there was a faint red light flowing around Ye Tian, accompanied by the soft sound of thunder.
Fiery red ancient blood patterns are entangled all over his body. On his chest, there is a bloody dragon, mixed with holy and evil light. It has a bloody mouth. On the entire dragon body, there are blood blue scales, evil and holy. Coexistence is mysterious and unpredictable.
On its back, there is an ancient 18-bit Shura pattern, accompanied by a divine ape with one foot stepping on the vast sea and vast hands. The ape's eyes are like gods, and its sharp gaze seems to penetrate the void and chaos.
eight
Arm Shura is full of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, piles of white bones, and clouds of evil spirits.
However, there seems to be opposition between these mysterious ancient patterns, and there is also a perfect fit, making Ye Tian's body's divine and evil nature consistent, and the ancient charm continues.
"That's all, my little friend must be asking for something from my Danhuang Holy Land this time...!"
Luanxu Peak, the land of Yunluan, is a place of red peaks. The mist here fills the dream, and the peaks reach into the clouds. It is majestic and majestic, but it has lost its spirituality.
The spiritual energy of this place is thin, so it is not a blessed place.
However, this is due to the vision of the land of Yunluan. The peak of Luanxu peak reaches into the clouds. Above the clouds and sky, the road is astonishing. There are six dragons returning to the sun on the top. The downstream rushes back to Sichuan. The terrain is amazing.
At Yunluan Peak, there is a universe within it.
The Danhuang Holy Land is located in a secret cave. In the Danhuang Holy Land, the clouds surround the sky, haze falls into dreams, flying pavilions flow with elixirs, hanging springs and waterfalls, and ancient pines and green trees grow among the steep walls.
The mountains are surrounded by seas of clouds and mist, and flying cranes fly through them from time to time, making you feel at ease.
The abundant spiritual energy and special Taoist charm make the Danhuang Holy Land sacred and extraordinary, and it cannot be said to be the blessed land of the Immortal Family.
[In view of the general environment,
Stretching mountains, rugged rocks, steep peaks, ancient pines and cypresses, and rising mist. Between the mountains sneaking, a corner of an ancient temple is exposed. Its ancient bricks and green tiles, high eaves and teeth, are decorated with white moss marks and green steps. It shows more ancient charm.
The Holy Land of Danhuang established its sect with the Tao of Alchemy. However, to be able to establish such a huge foundation, the Tao of Danhuang alone cannot suppress the foundation of Danhuang. The Holy Land of Danhuang is divided into the Alchemy Hall and the Martial Arts Hall. As the name suggests, the Alchemy Hall is the master of the Tao of Danhuang. And Wutang is the foundation of protecting the sect.
Deep in the Holy Land of Danhuang, thousands of mountains stretch, the mountains are steep, and among the hanging springs and waterfalls, there are often flying pavilions and flowing pills, and the corners of the temples are strung out. Going deeper, the spiritual energy becomes more abundant, and the ancient Taoist charm continues.
However, as you go further in, the people who can live here are the people with more and more important status in Danhuang Holy Land.
In the meantime, an ancient pines and green cypresses stand on the cliff, with thousands of miles of picturesque scenery and misty clouds. It is like a fairyland. On top of a dome, there are lush green plants and rich spiritual energy. On top of the mountains, there is a lake inlaid like a green orb. On top of Qiongfeng and beside the lake, there are two elegant attics on both sides.
The attic is elegant, simple and antique, and the decoration highlights the words "elegance and tranquility".
The attic is built of wood, perfectly retaining its primitive features. The attic is surrounded by hollows, bead curtains, jade pendants, light gauze curtains, and is surrounded by cloud and smoke carvings, which is elegant and fragrant.
In front of the coffin with a round hole window, there are tables and tables arranged horizontally. On top of the cases, there is an inkstone, a few brushes, and a brush wash. There is a clay pot painting vat, which is round and slightly long. There is a three-legged bronze statue on the table. The carved incense burner and the smoke from the kitchen are misty.
There are poems and poems engraved on the gauze curtains on the four sides, and there are a few landscape paintings on the walls. The paintings are of excellent craftsmanship and full of charm.
Beside the case, a young man sat upright, holding an ancient book in his hand, sometimes deeply immersed in it.
Sometimes he lingers, sometimes he looks thoughtful, and sometimes he sips tea. Next to him, a rickety old man stands quietly behind him, sometimes grinding it, sometimes refilling it with tea.
Raising his eyes and floating in the air, his eyes fell outside the window and coffin. On a wooden platform by the lake, a middle-aged man was quite casual, lying lazily on a chair. A fishing rod swung sideways beside him, falling into the lake from time to time. There are fish shadows scattered on the bottom of the lake. They are full of intelligence and approach the bait extremely cautiously.
"Hey! Even a fish is so cautious now. Boy Ye, I said you held your shabby book and read it endlessly all the way. You finally came to this Danhuang Holy Land and didn't wander around!"
On the wooden platform, Wang Yangming took a pack of old gourds filled with pulp and drank it. It was a pleasure. From the corner of his eye, he looked at the young man and complained.
Hearing this, Ye Tian smiled slightly, exuding an aloof aura, and then closed the book, only to see the four words "Daojuan Tianshu" written on the cover.
That's right, this book was obtained by Ye Tian and others in Cangyun City, the southern corner of Daluo Tianyu.
"coming!"
Ye Tiansar smiled, then left the attic and stood next to Wang Yangming. Behind him, Wusong Taoist followed quietly.
"Sir, the person here is very young, has a strong aura, and has a solid foundation. He should be a disciple of Danhuang Holy Land!"
"A little Danyun Qi, a thousand years of empty space!"
"That's quite arbitrary!"
Ye Tian smiled.
"I said, Mr. Ye, how old are you and why do you speak so old-fashionedly?"
Wang Yangming looked at Ye Tian, who was incredibly calm beside him, and couldn't help but complain.
Just a moment later, among the clouds and mist in the mountains, a handsome figure appeared, rich and handsome, with delicate features, wearing a corseted red robe and wielding a sword. He looked as carefree as an immortal.
