The biting cold invaded from the outside world, and it seemed that Bi Xuan would be frozen into ice in the next second. The magical power of Yanyang was running in the meridians, and the hot Qi drove away the cold air.
But this cold air kept coming back. The stronger the Yanyang Qi became, the more chilling the returning cold air became.
The entire Qingyang Temple seemed to be transformed into a world of ice and snow. The terrifying cold air enveloped the entire Qingyang Temple. All the people in the Demon Sect who had no time to escape were directly frozen into ice cubes by the cold air and stood frozen in place.
In the center of the ice and snow, there is a dazzling sun rising slowly, flames everywhere, fighting against the wind and snow all over the mountain.
The strong wind roared, and the air currents blew on the surrounding mountain walls, enough to tear apart iron and stone.
In everyone's dull eyes, the big sun fell from the sky, exuding endless light and heat, and rushed into the wind and snow with extremely terrifying power.
What followed was an earth-shaking explosion and overwhelming flames.
The violent shaking sound resounded through Qingyang Mountain, like a meteor falling to the ground, sending up smoke, dust and wind and snow all over the sky. Even though they were far away from Qingyang Temple, everyone in the Demon Sect could still feel the shock coming from under their feet, and they were shocked.
The Grand Master's essence, energy, and spirit combined with his true energy, mobilized the vitality of heaven and earth, and actually launched such a terrifying attack.
In just one thought, the city is burned and the sea is boiled, and the cold freezes and the Chu is choked!
Countless people stared at Qingyang Temple's position with their eyes wide open. Even if the strong wind blew against their faces, they could not move.
Such a grand scene is rare to see in a hundred years. As long as you are a warrior, no one wants to see the outcome of this battle, and even Zhu Yuyan is no exception.
In the wind and snow, there was a constant crackling sound, which was the sound of the bones in Song Xing's body.
Song Xing's mind flashed with lightning, and his mirror-like mind reflected his indestructible body.
The skin, muscles, flesh, bone marrow, visible and hidden veins were all clearly reflected in his mind.
The bright yellow zhenqi cultivated by Huangtian Dafa envelopes the body like a huge net, spreading throughout the body and penetrating every part of the body, just like the stars in the sky.
Seeing that the gods are not bad, the supreme state of Neijiaquan allows him to control his body in every detail at all times, and every trace of the spirit in his body can be released in the most perfect way.
When Huang Tianqi combined with these 'gods' spirits, even if he did not practice deliberately, his body's physical strength and true energy were growing all the time.
His body and energy are constantly growing, which is a dream for others, but for Song Xing, who has practiced Huang Tian Dafa, the closer he is to Huang Tian Wuji, the more dangerous he is.
The more powerful his body is, the more powerful 'Huang Tian' he can contain as a container, until he breaks through the critical point and Huang Tian arrives!
However, at this moment, Song Xing had already activated Huang Tian Dafa to the peak of the ninth level, but there was still nothing strange.
Suppressing the strangeness of Huang Tian's Dafa all relied on the huge golden furnace in Song Xing's mind.
Taishang Laojun opened the first volume of the Heavenly Scripture, the Qi Sea Volume. The Dantian is the Qi Sea, which is divided into four heavens: Huangting, Jinlu, Qixue and Guanyuan, one for mountains and rivers and the other for heaven.
When Song Xing faced the ever-increasing Huangtian Dafa, he received the jade seal prompt and began to practice the Open Heaven Sutra. He successively practiced the Guanyuan and Qi points, and when he reached the golden furnace realm, the golden furnace visualized in his consciousness, As if it were really the alchemy furnace of the Supreme Lord, it suppressed all of Huang Tian's 'gods'.
The crisis when Song Xing transformed into Huang Tian finally came to an end.
The scorching sun broke through the wind and snow in the sky, and Bi Xuan's figure emerged from it. He looked at Song Xing standing in front with a solemn look in his eyes.
Once upon a time, he never thought that he would be forced into such an embarrassing situation by a mere junior in this land of the Central Plains.
After several fights, there was still nothing he could do to Song Xing, not even a decent injury.
When he escaped from the aftermath of the fight between the two sides, the first thing he saw was Song Xing's body glowing.
At first it was just a faint light, then from weak to strong, and then to full brightness, like a golden crow possessing it, the sun is coming, and the brightness is endless.
There was a faint whisper in the air, surrounding Song Xing.
Bi Xuan frowned. At first he thought it was Song Xing's mental interference, but then after careful identification, there was actually a murmur in the air. After careful identification, it was the sound of a Taoist reciting scriptures.
Gradually, the sound of chanting sutras in the air became louder and louder, resounding throughout the sky above Qingyang Temple.
Now even the onlookers hiding in the distance could hear clearly and couldn't help but look at each other in shock.
This is a sutra that is recited with a strange frequency. The recitation is in a language that no one present has heard before. It seems to be an ancient language reciting the Great Dao sutra.
Even Bi Xuan, who had a will as strong as iron, lost his mind for a moment when he heard the sound of chanting sutras, as if he was carefully distinguishing the content of the sutras.
When the sutra itself reaches the ears, people immediately feel a little drunken and ecstatic, and they feel a surge of vitality in the body. It seems that regular chanting of this sutra can make people immortal.
The chanting voice became louder and louder. Bi Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he concentrated his will like a thread. The true energy attached near his ears, counteracting the chanting body and entering the ears.
In the endless bright light, Song Xing's figure became increasingly unclear. Only illusory writings gradually appeared in the air, surrounding his body, flying in the air in conjunction with the sound of chanting sutras, making people more and more intoxicated.
Bi Xuan became vigilant in his heart. Unlike those in the Demon Sect who were intoxicated in this scripture, he clearly knew that these kinds of visions were just hallucinations caused by Song Xing's spiritual intervention in reality.
But even with the spiritual power of his great master, he could not detect any flaws in this illusion, as if this was what was really happening in the outside world.
"I'm pretending to be a ghost, but let me break it!"
Bi Xuan scolded angrily, his mental power burst out, and he was about to break through this martial arts illusion.
After the angry shouting, the sound of chanting became louder, and the Taoist texts around Song Xing also flew faster.
Finally, under Bi Xuan's cold gaze, all the words formed a huge Taoist scripture pattern above Song Xing's head, suspended in the sky above his head.
With the appearance of Dao Tu, the scenery around Song Xing changed again.
Bi Xuan's mind suddenly suddenly appeared, and he appeared in mid-air. Looking down, he saw the Qingyang Mountains at his feet.
On the opposite side, Song Xing was suspended in the air, stepping on the Qingyang Mountains under his feet, and a huge heavenly gate appeared above his head. There were faint sounds of fairy music from behind the gate, and the infinite spiritual energy of heaven and earth came from behind the gate. gush.
Song Xing, who was surrounded by a huge Dao map, stood in the middle, surrounded by the heaven and earth above his head and below his feet.
Bi Xuan, standing above Qingyang Temple, looked extremely small.
Song Xing chanted in his mouth: "In the ten directions of the world, nothingness is more and more balanced. Guanming Duanjing, Yuan Zai Kong Sheng."
As he chanted, the heavenly gate above his head and the green mountain below his feet began to shrink sharply under the violent tremors. In front of Bi Xuan, they gradually turned into the size of a grain of rice and merged into Song Xing's outstretched right palm.
As if holding up the whole world, Song Xing slowly turned his palm over and pressed directly towards Bi Xuan at his feet.
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What Bi Xuan felt was that the whole world was really pressing down on him.
Now Bi Xuan feels that the three realms are controlled by Song Xing's right hand, and he is heading towards Qingyang Mountain with the momentum of destroying everything.
With a wild roar, Bi Xuan punched out a sun!
It’s really a great day!
Endless flames seemed to appear out of thin air, condensing on Bi Xuan's fist into a huge fireball with a diameter of more than several meters, and crashed towards Song Xing.
Facing Bi Xuan's hidden strength, Song Xing's huge body suddenly began to collapse. In Bi Xuan's surprised eyes, Song Xing, who was originally standing in the sky and earth, also transformed into the size of a grain of rice and threw himself in front of him to suppress it. in the world.
There is no longer Song Xing in front of him, but the sense of crisis coming from outside the world is getting stronger and stronger!
Not in the Three Realms, jump out of the Five Elements!
Looking at the place where Song Xing disappeared, this sentence suddenly popped into Bi Xuan's mind, and then the scorching sun hit the sky where the sense of crisis was the strongest.
Amidst the loud noise, Song Xing's figure appeared again, with his right hand still in a suppressive posture.
What was being suppressed was the sun that Bi Xuan had devoted all his strength to, the sun that could destroy the entire Qingyang Mountain. Under the gentle pressure of Song Xing's palm, it was like facing the decree of the gods, every inch of it shattered and turned into flying smoke.
This sense of fragmentation spread all the way to Bi Xuan. This veteran grand master who had been famous for many years still couldn't resist the sense of disillusionment brought about by the destruction of heaven and earth, and he started to retreat continuously with blood spurting out.
As he retreated, Bi Xuan looked up at the sky, and all he saw was Song Xing's extremely indifferent eyes, as if a god was looking down on all living beings.
Song Xing combined the longitude of the six magic crossings and the charm of Huang Tianwuji to create the sixth form of Sanshou.
Like the eternity of the moon, like the rise of the sun.
A drop in the Three Realms!
