"Clash of military wills!"
"Beiming Teng Kunpeng has not one level of martial intent, but two levels of martial intent!"
"There is a fish in the North Ming Dynasty. Its name is Kun. It turns into a bird and its name is Peng."
"Wu Yazi consciously integrates all his energy into the martial arts room, sublimates the martial arts to the fullest, and then feeds himself back."
"But both Wu Yazi and I were misled by Zhuangzi..."
"Beiming is Beiming, Kunpeng is Kunpeng!"
"Kunpeng is also a reng bird. Since he is a reng bird, he is like a cloud striking the nine heavens. How can he want to be restrained between the north and the underworld?"
Others may not understand the meaning of Wu Yazi's long sigh, but Yuan Sheng clearly understands that Wu Yazi's Northern Ming Teng Kun Peng martial arts are in great conflict with each other!
Kunpeng was unwilling to be trapped in Beiming, and wanted to break the image of Beiming and fly across the sky and travel within the universe.
Beiming is constantly condensing and expanding, as if it is turning into an independent world, trying to trap Kunpeng and hold it between Beiming.
If it is normal, even at the Grandmaster level, Wuyazi Beimingteng Kunpeng's martial arts can complement each other, causing his own martial arts to produce many mysterious phenomena, and far surpass the master Peiran Zhengang of the same level.
However, at this time, Wu Yazi was refining his martial mind with all his mind, essence, and true energy.
The two kinds of martial intentions conflict with each other, more like two most contradictory thoughts in one person's mind.
A kind of thought wants to take off the physical body, turn into a Kunpeng, manifest the vision in the world, swim in Cangwu, and sleep in Beihai.
Another idea is to lock Kunpeng tightly, prevent Kunpeng from escaping, and imprison Kunpeng Quanbei Mingwuyi.
During the conflict between these two ideas, the martial arts scene also violently collided.
The two types of martial arts originally came from one body. At this moment, not to mention taking a leap to help Wu Yazi achieve the master state he imagined, they were clearly constantly colliding and consuming themselves.
Wu Yazi's body was already withered, but now his mind was exhausted, and the little vitality left in his body was almost gone.
Yuan Sheng wanted to save Wu Yazi.
But when he waved his hand to instill the vitality from the tempered natural energy into Wu Yazi's body, he could clearly see that the moment the vitality submerged into Wu Yazi's body, he was swallowed up by Wu Yazi's head.
The Beiming Tianchi, which hangs upside down on the colorful cloud Kunpeng, is like a vast ocean lake. It seems that there is such a huge thing hidden in it, and it seems to be shattered in an instant when it trembles violently.
In the Beiming Tianchi, Wuyi Kunpeng's figure became more and more gigantic, and Kunpeng's eyes filled with endless yearning. He let out a solemn and solemn cry when he bumped into the Beiming Tianchi again and again.
Everyone around Nanshan, whether warriors or ordinary people, were attracted by the mythical scene in the sky.
Based on Wu Yazi's previous words, even those who are not familiar with martial arts can guess that this person who wants to open the path for martial arts for all living beings may be facing a big crisis and danger at this time.
"Master..."
In the mountains, Su Xinghe also saw such a magical scenery in the sky, but he did not have the slightest sense of admiration and wonder, and his eyes were full of worry.
When looking at Kunpeng in the clouds again, Su Xinghe turned his attention to Yuan Sheng, hoping that the god could save his master.
"This is a battle of martial will and a battle of paths!"
"Although Yuan has the power of creation, the great road can only be built by people, and others must not make arbitrary opinions."
"If Yuan takes action, he can either help fellow Taoist Wuyazi to trap Kunpeng with Tianchi Wuyi from Beiming, or help fellow Taoist Wuyazi to escape from Beiming with Kunpengyi."
"Between these two, I can only choose the lower one."
"If Beiming Tianchi traps Kun Pengyi, fellow Taoist Wuyazi's mental energy will be damaged by half."
"Other than that, fellow Taoist Wu Yazi will never be able to seek freedom. Although he can save his life, he will not make even half a step forward in martial arts for the rest of his life."
"If Kunpeng escaped from Beiming Tianchi, not to mention that fellow Taoist Wuyazi would be injured by nearly half. This Kunpeng only wants to be free, and he is afraid that he would not want to return to the body of fellow Taoist Wuyazi. He must be a Kunpeng between heaven and earth, between reality and reality. "
In the sky above the clouds, Yuan Sheng seemed to catch Su Xinghe's gaze, and spoke slowly to explain Wu Yazi's dilemma to all living beings in the world.
Neither he nor Wu Yazi thought there was anything wrong with Beiming Teng Kunpeng, but these two martial intentions were really contradictory.
Wu Yazi wanted to play the role of Master Wu, but as of now, he has failed...
"Others are not allowed to comment on one's own martial arts practice. Yuan calls him fellow Taoist Wu Yazi, and he can only save him in times of crisis."
"This dispute over military will is ongoing, and Yuan cannot interfere in the slightest."
"However, fellow Taoist Wu Yazi has great achievements in martial arts. At least as a martial arts master, he must be able to combine the energy and spirit of the three treasures!"
"Today's defeat is not the fault of fellow Taoist Wu Yazi. It is actually the mistake of fellow Taoist Wu Yazi by the sages."
"I just hope that those who come after me will remember the mistakes and omissions made and must not repeat the same mistakes!"
Yuan Sheng's voice sounded a bit lonely. When he looked up at the sky again, he seemed to want to see if this scene could be God's will.
After a moment, Yuan Sheng sighed again, but he knew that Wu Yazi's mistake today was definitely not something he developed overnight.
The so-called Beiming Tengkunpeng, Beiming is a place of death, Wu Yazi has been sitting on a dry mountain for fifty years, and his body is almost integrated with Leigu Mountain.
Kunpeng is where my heart is, and Wu Yazi has been sitting on a dry mountain for fifty years, looking forward to and yearning for the carefree life in this world.
Wu Yi may sound mysterious, but when analyzed in detail, it is the manifestation of Wu Yazi's half-life, the collision between reality and dreams.
"Martial arts is now the way. If you make a mistake in technique, you can start over again. If you make a mistake in the way, your body and death will disappear in front of you!"
"Wuyi, Wuyi..."
"It's really mysterious!"
Yuan Sheng sighed again, it was clear that Wu Yazi had reached the master level, but Yuan Sheng felt that he had sighed as many times as he had in the past half day, almost a year and a half ago.
When Yuan Sheng sighed and died, the scene above Wu Yazi's head was also the scene of a fight to the end.
Kunpeng Xiang had already broken away half of his body from the Beiming Tianchi, and even half of his body had stepped out of the illusory image, only performing the struggling mythical creature on the sky.
When Kunpeng was halfway to victory, Yuan Sheng saw Wu Yazi's energy and energy condensed in Beiming Tianchi, which was slowly collapsing like a water mirror.
When Tianchi Beiming collapsed, Kunpeng Xiang's mouth emitted several cheers again, and he broke away a little faster.
The sound of clicking in the clouds was endless. By the time Beiming Tianchi was in ruins, Kunpengxiang had already broken free. After Kunpengxiang broke free, his body shrunk a few points visible to the naked eye.
Thinking about it, in the fight between Kun and Peng Xiang, the energy and spirit that Wu Yazi instilled in him was probably lost countless times.
After Kunpengxiang, who was between reality and reality, broke free, he still seemed to be angry, and then turned around and slapped the already dilapidated Beiming Tianchiyi.
Kunpeng struck fiercely, as if venting the great hatred in his heart.
The extremely solid Beiming Tianchi could no longer bear it and collapsed into pieces of water mirrors, about to fall from the sky to the earth.
But when the image of Beiming Tianchi was shattered, the clarity in Kunpeng's eyes turned to ignorance in the blink of an eye.
In a daze, this illusory Kunpeng instinctively flapped its wings and flew away into the distance, truly taking a getaway.
"But I can't let you leave like this and stay by Yuan's side. Fellow Taoist Master may one day recover."
"But if I let you take it off like this, I'm afraid Wu Yazi will really die like this in the world!"
Seeing Kunpeng getting out of trouble and ready to fly, even though he had expected it, Yuan Sheng still had a bit of regret in his eyes.
He originally thought that Wu Yazi might have some back-up tricks that he didn't use, but in the end he just got a false sense of relief.
Such sighs were scattered in the mountains and heard by nearly tens of millions of people around Nanshan. At this time, ordinary people in the world felt depressed out of thin air, as if they were exaggerated by Yuan Sheng's mood.
When the God-man sighed, millions of people in the world couldn't help but raise their hands to cover their eyes.
They, they didn't know what was happening, but they saw the golden light suddenly flooding out from behind the man of God.
The immeasurable golden light behind the god-man was originally soft, but at this moment it became extremely dazzling. Before the sentient beings in the world could recover, through the gaps between their fingers, they seemed to see a god king wearing golden armor shining brightly in the sky. ?
Only those with advanced martial arts knowledge can see how the gods in heaven move!
As the god and man finished speaking, billions of divine lights swayed behind the god and man. When the divine light flooded, it condensed out of thin air.
Faintly, the golden light condensed into a figure.
The figure's whole body was radiating divine light, and its body was huge, even seven times larger than that of Caiyun Kunpeng.
When the golden figure condenses, there will be endless changes in the infinite golden light.
The golden light adheres to the virtual shadow's body, and its own golden light divine bones suddenly take shape.
When the golden light falls on the surface of the shadow body, it turns into muscle and skin texture to embellish the shadow body.
Everything only happens in the lightning and flint. There are millions of people in this world. Except for masters like Xiao Yuanshan who saw golden light transforming people, Murong Bo also saw some changes in golden light.
In another half an instant, the golden shadow was covered with armor again.
This armor is of unknown dynasty and model. When it is covered with golden light and divine shadow, it only appears to be extremely solid and powerful.
The divine light in the sky dimmed slightly, and it was only then that all sentient beings on earth could raise their eyes.
When all sentient beings raised their eyes, they saw a golden god falling into the sky. Twelve wings grew from behind the golden god, and he wore a golden mask on his face, hiding his face under the mask.
Such a great god will appear in the human world without any other actions at all. When standing on the cloud, it can make people feel awe.
In Huo County and in Xiaowang's gathering, there were people bowing down to worship him.
Regardless of how majestic and precious this great god general is, the colorful clouds and Kunpeng that originally covered the sky and the sun are just like an object in the palm of this golden god general's side.
Goodbye, the great golden god emits immeasurable light, as if competing with the bright sun, which is enough to make all those who do not believe in ghosts and gods bow down!
"First, let's aggrieve my fellow Taoist and be a real Kunpeng for a while!"
In the sky, the man of God speaks again.
As the god-man said these words, all living beings saw that in the eyes of all living beings, the golden god general seemed to be a loyal guard, and he raised his hand to grab the Kunpeng Xiang transformed by Wu Yazi's martial intention.
As if made of gold, when the great general raised his hand, the clouds in the sky swayed thousands of meters apart.
The Kunpeng seemed to be aware of how terrifying it was, and it fluttered its wings and flew up to the nine heavens.
Kunpeng is only as big as the Golden God General's thumb. Although he can fly thousands of kilometers in a moment with the flutter of his wings, compared to the Golden God General, he is like an insect trying to escape from a human hand.
But for a moment, Kunpeng Xiang, who had just broken free from Beiming and wanted to travel around the world for a leisurely journey, was helplessly squeezed by the golden god general and let out several mournful sounds.
When the golden god held Kunpeng in his hand, he turned his hand again and held up the colorful cloud Kunpeng that to ordinary people could cover the sky and the sun.
When the divine general holds up Caiyun Kunpeng, he is really like a gigantic and infinite giant holding up a mountain.
The golden general holds the colorful cloud Kunpeng with one hand, and pinches the Kunpeng phase of the insect with the other hand. As if receiving instructions, the great general closed his palms.
It was obviously just such an ordinary action, but the world exploded with thousands of roars in an instant.
That was just the sound of the God General clapping his hands together.
When Su Xinghe in the mountain saw the movements of the golden general, his eyes were a bit dull and confused.
But before Su Xinghe could feel the sorrow in his heart, a sigh of relief resounded loudly and resoundingly from heaven to earth.
"Wu Yazi does not overestimate his own abilities, and I would like to express my gratitude to the gods for reincarnating themselves into the dead and countering Yin and Yang's kindness!"
PS: As for yesterday, I will code another 6,000 words on the 18th, and I will definitely be able to eat three dishes!
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