"Great Ancestor Daxuan?"
He Pingan's whole body flashed with dark golden light, which offset the pressure. Looking at the phantom in front of him, it seemed to be very similar to the portrait of Taizu he had seen.
"Yes, it's Taizu!"
Emperor Jiaming had a look of pride on his face. As Taizu's shadow came, he felt infinite confidence in his heart. Golden light shot out from his eyes, and he suddenly shouted: "Why don't you kneel down when you see Taizu?"
As his voice fell, Taizu Daxuan's closed eyes suddenly opened. In his eyes, divine light burst out, and the pressure surged several times again, crushing towards He Ping'an.
"If Taizu Daxuan comes in his true form, I can't help but respect him even more."
He Ping'an smiled contemptuously, ignored the phantom of Taizu in front of him, paused and said: "Who do you think you are, how dare you make me kneel down!"
As he spoke, Ten Thousand Years of Mana was circulating, and the dark golden light glowed all over his body, easily blocking the pressure of Taizu's shadow from outside his body.
"Three heads and six arms!"
As He Pingan's words fell, he saw a dark gold head growing on both sides of his neck, which looked exactly like his own.
At the same time, four more dark gold arms appeared on the back.
As the three heads and six arms were formed, an earth-shattering momentum erupted from He Pingan's body. The dark clouds that had been covering the vicinity were suddenly pierced by thousands of dark golden rays of light on He Pingan's body, revealing the blue sky and white sun.
With a raised hand and a raised foot, a small crack was torn open in the nearby void.
His physical strength increased three times.
This is an incidental magical power of the Eight-nine Mysterious Techniques that he comprehended on the way back to Xuanyang.
This is the first time it has actually been used in front of people.
There should be room for improvement!
"It's terrible, the strength of these two people..."
The people below who had been watching here all looked shocked. At this time, He Ping'an and Emperor Jiaming were already aware of the endless magical powers and the powerful power they unleashed, even though they were still more than 700 miles apart.
Waves of aftermath hit one after another. If the three half-step transcendent monks in front of them had not resolved the aftermath, monks below the first level would no longer be able to stand here safely.
"The tripod appears!"
Seeing that He Ping'an was not afraid of pressure, Emperor Jiaming made a thought, and endless national destiny suddenly poured into Taizu's shadow.
With the influx of national luck, Taizu Taizu's phantom became solid, and his eyes regained their agility. In the void in front of him, a huge three-legged cauldron appeared in Taizu's phantom's hands.
"Cangding Zhenjiang!"
Emperor Jiaming's mysterious voice seemed to come from the sky.
As the sound fell, a meandering shadow of the Xuanjiang River appeared around the three-legged giant cauldron in the air, blooming with endless blue divine light, rushing towards He Pingan.
It was one of the Nine Cauldrons again... Xuanjiang's phantom rushed in mightily, and He Ping'an was the first to bear the brunt. He suddenly felt his whole body tightening, as if he was being oppressed by infinite force.
Especially in the blue divine light, there are dense blue clear waves of Kuishui Divine Thunder, which are rushing toward He Ping'an. The dark power sweeps across, shaking the earth.
"Well done!"
He Ping'an gave a long laugh, and the three heads looked at the phantom of Xuanjiang at the same time. The expressions on the three heads were different, some were smiling, some were indifferent, or some were crazy.
As the voice fell, the thousand-foot dark gold body directly faced the phantom of Xuanjiang and went upstream. Wherever it passed, the void trembled.
The body flew near Xuanjiang, and the dark golden light shone brightly, firmly blocking the phantom of Xuanjiang that could wash away everything from the body.
"Crush it for me!"
He Ping'an roared angrily, and six fists blasted out like hot wheels, and countless fist shadows were densely packed towards Xuan Jiang's shadow.
Suddenly, Xuanjiang's phantom set off huge waves. The phantom trembled as if it was about to be shattered by the fist shadow.
At this moment, Taizu's shadow pointed his finger, and the cauldron dropped into the shadow of Xuanjiang. The azure divine flower immediately bloomed, blocking the countless dark gold fist shadows from Xuanjiang.
"Crash!"
A wave rolled in the shadow of Xuanjiang River, and countless divine thunders of sunflower water surged out, swallowing up the dark gold fist shadow silently.
"Some tricks!"
For the first time, He Ping'an's expression showed a trace of solemnity. With a thought in his mind, he looked up to the sky and whistled softly: "Call the wind and rain!"
As the voice fell, ten thousand years of mana surged, directly communicating with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Suddenly, the dark clouds that had been exploded by the two people's energy quickly came here again.
In the blink of an eye, there were dark clouds and dark winds within a hundred miles radius.
"thunderbolt!"
With lightning and thunder in the clouds, torrential rain fell "crackling".
Countless dark raindrops seemed to be aimed at the shadow of the Xuanjiang River. Under the control of He Ping'an, one of them fell into the shadow of the Xuanjiang River without missing a beat, canceling each other out with the blue divine light, making a "whistle" sound. the sound of.
As the wind became louder and louder, the raindrops became heavier and heavier. The blue divine light could not withstand the erosion of the layers of wind and rain, and was completely corroded by the wind and rain, turning it into nothing.
The evil wind and poisonous rain continued to pour down, blending into the shadow of Xuanjiang River, constantly eroding the blue shadow of Xuanjiang River.
The blue shadow of the Xuanjiang River gradually turned into a river that was half blue and half as black as ink.
When Emperor Jiaming saw this scene, his expression suddenly tightened. He was about to make a move when he saw He Ping'an tap his finger gently: "Sure!"
The voice was not loud, but it seemed to have supreme divine power. As the voice fell, the phantom of the rushing Xuanjiang River was immediately stabilized in the air by He Ping'an, like a lifelike painting of Xuanjiang Miles.
Emperor Jiaming's face turned red from suppressing it, his magic power and national luck surged crazily, Taizu's shadow behind him waved his arms crazily, the Cang Cauldron kept blooming the embarrassment divine flower, but it could not move the Xuanjiang shadow.
"return!"
Emperor Jiaming saw that he couldn't move the Xuanjiang phantom, so he wanted to take the Cang Cauldron back, and pointed at the Cang Cauldron. Unexpectedly, even the Cang Cauldron was trapped in the Xuanjiang phantom.
He kept making bursts of "whimpering" sounds, but he was wrapped in layers of Xuanjiang's phantoms and couldn't move.
The phantom of Xuanjiang, which was like a fish in water just now, has now become a cage trapping Cang Ding.
This is the power of water control that He Pingan understood from the magical power of calling wind and rain.
As long as the poisonous rain is integrated into the water flow, if the person who controls the water does not surpass himself in cultivation, he will become the guest.
In the dark clouds, there was wind and rain. Under the control of He Pingan, black raindrops as big as soybeans continued to hit Emperor Jiaming.
Emperor Jiaming had no choice but to retract his resentful gaze. Mana and national luck continued to pour into the shadow of Taizu Daxuan. Taizu's shadow emitted thousands of feet of golden light, blocking the evil wind and poisonous rain from his body.
The dark raindrops fell on the golden light, making a "sizzling" sound, constantly corroding the golden light, but at most they fell near Taizu's shadow and were directly evaporated by the golden light.
"die!"
At this moment, dark golden light flashed, and He Pingan's figure flashed out of the void, breaking through the endless golden light, and punched Emperor Jiaming's head directly.
Emperor Jiaming's heart trembled, and he was about to activate the emperor's cauldron to protect himself. At this moment, a cold snort suddenly came from the sea of consciousness.
"ah!"
Emperor Jiaming let out a howl of pain, held his head in his hands, and looked ferocious. For a moment, it was too late to activate the emperor's cauldron.
Seeing that He Ping'an was about to smash Emperor Jiaming's head with a punch, the shadow of Taizu that had been covering Emperor Jiaming flashed crazily, and suddenly appeared in front of Emperor Jiaming, blocking the punch that he was determined to win. Above the shadow's chest.
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"Automatic protector?"
He Ping'an chuckled lightly, but the strength of the fist in his hand did not decrease at all. Instead, he blasted out all his divine power.
"boom!"
Above the fist, a dark golden light flashed, and the vast fist power blasted into Taizu's shadow.
Even though Taizu's shadow was blessed by the fortune of the country and the magic power of Emperor Jiaming, it still couldn't withstand such terrifying strength. Taizu's shadow let out a wail and cracked inch by inch.
The dark wind and poisonous rain took the opportunity to break through the golden light and fell on Taizu's shadow. In an instant, Taizu's shadow was corroded by the dark wind and poisonous rain. In an instant, it turned into nothingness and was completely annihilated.
The phantom of Taizu is shattered!
Emperor Jiaming finally returned to normal at this time. When he saw Taizu's phantom being shattered by He Ping'an's punch, a trace of fear suddenly appeared in his eyes.
Di Ding protected himself, turned around and ran away.
"Where to escape!"
When He Pingan saw Emperor Jiaming trying to escape, his figure flashed and immediately blocked his way.
"Three Crazy Taoists, do you really want to be my enemy?"
When Emperor Jiaming saw He Ping'an not giving him a chance, a flash of madness flashed across his face, and there was a hint of threat in his tone.
"Emperor Jiaming, do you still think you can survive to this day?"
"They are violent and harm the people, they are dissolute and immoral, they sell their clans to survive... Today, the poor people are doing justice for God and eliminating harm for the people!"
He Ping'an detailed Emperor Jiaming's crimes with a hint of contempt in his eyes, completely ignoring Emperor Jiaming's threats.
At this time, Emperor Jiaming was just fighting a trapped beast.
In my mind, I flashed through Xia Enyuan's family who died tragically, Princess Yifang who was still in Liangzhou, Gu Jinke who almost died, and many people who died innocently...
Dark gold light flashed in his eyes as he looked at Emperor Jiaming.
I saw the evil spirit lingering above his head, and there were countless grievances faintly wailing in it, but they were suppressed by his tyrannical magic power and national destiny, and could not take revenge at all.
Without waiting for Emperor Jiaming to react, He Ping'an flashed and disappeared in front of Emperor Jiaming.
"not good!"
A trace of fear instinctively flashed through Emperor Jiaming's heart, and the imperial cauldron was running wildly, glowing with golden divine flowers, protecting his entire body.
"snort!"
A cold snort quietly passed into Emperor Jiaming's sea of consciousness.
Although he was on guard in his heart, there was a huge gap in the power of the two souls. The sea of consciousness was suddenly cut with frightening cracks by the shining sword of consciousness. It was like the end of the world, and a wave of turbulent waves was set off in the sea of consciousness.
Emperor Jiaming immediately fell into a brief coma.
"boom!"
When Emperor Jiaming woke up, the fist flashing with dark golden light was already in front of him.
No matter what he did at this time, it was already too late. With a thought in Emperor Jiaming's mind, the imperial cauldron turned and smashed crazily towards He Pingan's forearm.
"boom!"
The emperor's cauldron hit He Ping'an's forearm, and endless light shone. The dark golden forearm was pulled by the terrifying power of the emperor's cauldron. The fist deflected and hit Emperor Jiaming's right shoulder.
However, this punch, which contained immense power, only lightly brushed his right shoulder. The violent force immediately poured into his body, and in an instant, the right side of Emperor Jiaming's body was smashed into pieces, and his entire body was shattered. Covered in blood and in disrepair.
The figure fell downwards like a kite with its string broken.
"receive!"
At this moment, Emperor Jiaming's eyes flashed with madness, and sixty percent of the country's destiny reached its peak, all integrated into the emperor's cauldron. The lid of the cauldron opened automatically, and countless golden lights poured out from the body of the cauldron, forming countless golden threads. Pulling He Ping'an into the imperial cauldron.
"Ah......"
He Ping'an chuckled lightly, he was most familiar with Xiaoding's ability to capture people and collect objects.
Moreover, Emperor Jiaming's cultivation was not as good as his own, so how could he be included in the Emperor's Cauldron.
He swayed slightly, and endless dark gold light burst out all over his body. He stepped hard on the void with his feet. As the void trembled wildly, his feet seemed to be rooted in the void and could not be shaken at all.
Countless golden threads pulled at him, but they were blocked by the dark golden light on his body, unable to absorb him into the Emperor Cauldron.
The two sides immediately formed a stalemate.
Emperor Jiaming's body was still falling downwards like a meteor, and all his mana poured into the Emperor's Cauldron. The Emperor's Cauldron flashed with golden light, and he and He Ping'an were wrestling crazily in the void, trying to get it into it.
"cut!"
At this moment, He Ping'an thought, and a bloody electric light flew out of his hand and slashed towards the Emperor Cauldron.
"Ding!"
With a soft sound, the Emperor's Cauldron was struck by the Heavenly Demon's Blood Divine Sword. The body of the cauldron trembled, and the golden thread trembled slightly.
He Ping'an saw the opportunity, and his body suddenly turned into a dark golden light, drew a strange arc, and appeared directly on the Imperial Cauldron.
"boom!"
He Pingan punched out, hitting the cauldron in the middle. The cauldron could no longer hold on as if it was struck by lightning. It fell from the air and lost all its glory.
Emperor Jiaming was horrified and wanted to take back the imperial cauldron.
"let me help you!"
At this moment, He Ping'an's big hand filled with dark golden light directly held the entire Imperial Cauldron in his hand.
Then the Eight-Nine Xuan Gong was running wildly, and the endless force shook the void. The six huge dark gold arms flashed with light and suddenly became thicker by a full circle.
"go!"
With the sound of "boom", the huge emperor cauldron was thrown by six dark gold arms and hit Emperor Jiaming at an alarming speed.
Emperor Jiaming was immediately frightened out of his mind. Everyone could see that if the huge power contained in the emperor's cauldron touched him, his soul would definitely be destroyed.
"receive!"
"receive!"
"receive......"
Emperor Jiaming used his little remaining magic power to try to take back the Emperor's Cauldron, but at this time, the Emperor's Cauldron had been suppressed by He Ping'an's huge power and was not under Emperor Jiaming's control at all.
Under his control, the speed became a bit faster, suppressing Emperor Jiaming like a giant mountain.
"Emperor Blood Escape!"
When Emperor Jiaming saw this scene, he did not dare to hesitate any longer. He used his own blood as ink, formed seals with his hands, and immediately turned into a streak of blood light, escaping downwards.
With his mana exhausted and his potential Blood Escape exhausted, anyone could see that Emperor Jiaming was at the end of his strength and had no chance of winning.
"Your Majesty, you were defeated..."
In mid-air, Master Mingyu watched everything happening above his head. Although he knew that the three crazy Taoists were extremely powerful, he did not expect that Emperor Jiaming would be defeated so quickly.
Tang Wang Zhao Zhong's eyes flickered and he said nothing, as if he had expected it.
The expressions on the faces of the Dragon Guard cultivators were all different at this moment, and they had a faint intention of retreating in their hearts.
"The Dragon-riding Martial Saint's strength is indeed unfathomable."
In the Palace of Eternal Life, Liu Ding stood beside the Nine-turn Longevity Furnace, looking at Emperor Jiaming falling from the sky getting closer and closer, with a trace of disappointment on his face.
Patting his waist with one hand, a bloody talisman tore open the void silently and fled into the distance at an unparalleled speed.
Even if Xuanyang's city-protecting formation was fully activated at this time, there was nothing that could be done to stop it. The bloody talisman burst into flames, broke through the light of the city-protecting formation, and headed south of Xuanyang.
...
In mid-air, the blood light transformed by Emperor Jiaming just passed by Master Mingyu and other dragon guards.
Emperor Jiaming was overjoyed to see many monks waiting quietly three hundred miles in the air.
"Everyone, stop him for me!"
"When I break through to the Human Emperor, you will be greatly rewarded!"
Emperor Jiaming showed a hint of excitement on his face, and his hoarse voice rang in the ears of all the monks.
He thought in his heart that these monks were here to help him.
However, there is something strange in my heart. Just Master Mingyu, how come Liu Sheng and Master Chongyang, who have been hiding from the world, come to help me.
"Ah......"
He Ping'an's sneer came down from the sky: "Idiot, you haven't woken up even now!"
"Look at these people in front of you, who else will listen to you?"
Hearing He Ping'an's voice, Emperor Jiaming turned to look at Master Mingyu and found that after he spoke, all the monks had silent and indifferent faces and did not move.
It was as if he didn't hear his instructions at all.
"I order you to step forward and stop him!"
Emperor Jiaming roared hysterically. He couldn't figure out why Master Mingyu betrayed him, not just the others.
The hoarse voice spread throughout Xuanyang City, but no monk was willing to help him block it.
"Big companion!"
At this moment, a familiar figure flashed across the corner of Emperor Jiaming's eyes. It was Huang Daban who had been accompanying him when he was in hiding.
It can be said that they are both friends and slaves, and the depth of their relationship with him is beyond ordinary people.
