However, if the True Immortal Yuanshen holds a spiritual treasure that has the same origin as himself and has been refined for a long time, the power of the two will be far greater than a simple one plus one.
At this time, Feng Chi also suppressed the anger in his heart and said expressionlessly: "The person opposite is the reincarnation of a god. I alone may not be his opponent."
The plain-white woman nodded and said softly: "I understand."
Before he finished speaking, the figure disappeared like a dream, and a xylophone with an ancient rhyme appeared out of thin air.
The body of the piano is engraved with faint phoenix seal fire patterns, because this piano, like the real Fuxi Qin, is made of the sacred tree Wutong.
The phoenix tree is the king of trees. It knows the right time and orders. Birds dare not roost, only to avoid the phoenix!
Although not as famous as those sacred trees from the ancient times, such as jianmu, hibiscus, ruomu, immortal tree, etc., the sycamore tree is also a very rare spiritual root.
Since the collapse of ancient times and the great changes in the vitality of heaven and earth, phoenixes have almost disappeared from the earthly immortal world, and only a few sacred trees of sycamores have remained.
The fact that the Feng family was able to use sycamore wood as a precious material to refine a spiritual treasure shows how rich and profound their wealth is.
The wind chime stood in the air, Fuxi Qin hung in front of her, her white and slender fingers gently played with it, and a crisp sound of the piano filled the sky.
Invisible sound waves condensed into swords, attacking Tang Yuan from afar from above and below, trapping him and locking him in. Even the escape route was blocked, leaving him nowhere to hide.
The sword light was about to arrive in a moment, and they were all slashing at each other. Each sword energy had the power of almost a strike from the soul, and at this time, more than tens of millions of people were coming from covering the sky and the earth!
Using the sound of the piano to express the way of the sword, a magnificent scene similar to the differentiation of sword light was created.
The venerable person from Shangqing looked at this scene and fixed his eyes on that place, not wanting to miss any detail.
"I have long heard that Fu Xi Qin contains a profound change in swordsmanship, and today I am finally lucky enough to see it. It is really extraordinary!" the venerable Shenxiao Sect sighed happily.
For these Yang Shen Venerables, the opportunity to see with their own eyes the relationship between Yuanshen and True Immortals is also rare. Like now, the opportunity to be completely stress-free under the protection of Lingbao is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
Therefore, many Xuanmen sages looked at it very intently, hoping to get a glimpse of some secrets.
They are only one step away from the level of Yuan Shen, but this step has trapped countless talented people to death throughout the ages.
Immortal and mortal are two completely different worlds!
Several venerables all fixed their gazes on Tang Yuan.
Facing this attack that was like a dragnet, he just bent down and bent his knees, made fists with both hands, tied his wrists with his shoulders, and swung forward with a force that could collapse a star.
"boom!"
Under this terrifying punch, the explosive sound caused by the friction of vitality was like a landslide and a tsunami. The airflow was boiling in a radius of thousands of miles, and the strong wind was swift, sweeping up waves about ten thousand feet high.
Tang Yuan kept punching expressionlessly, one after another. With him as the center, everyone within the 360-degree blind spot was baptized by the fist wind.
All the harps and swords that came under siege were destroyed, and anything that strayed into his attack range would be crushed one by one by the extreme power.
Pure power brings the most complete destruction!
Even the pressure on the three great spiritual treasures is much higher than before!
Seeing that his skill with the piano and sword had failed, Feng Chime raised his eyebrows and plucked the strings with his bare hands, and a majestic music sounded that was completely different from just now.
The sound of the piano is dense and short, like big and small beads falling straight onto a jade plate!
Along with the sound of the piano, there were dense sounds of thunder and explosions, and there were electric lights shining above the clouds.
This is the second change of Fuxi Qin, the Qin makes a thunderous sound!
The wind chime has poured all its mana into every pluck of the strings, and the cool rhythm seems to be gestating a world.
Tang Yuan raised his head and looked at the sky, where thousands of thunderbolts echoed together and formed a terrifying thunder method.
His bun was now loose, and his long black hair was fluttering in the wind. There was no expression on his extremely handsome face, like a god or demon.
"Is this the True Immortal of Yuanshen!" Fang Nishang's face turned red, and she looked at Tang Yuan in a daze for a moment.
Even though she knew very well in her heart that Tang Yuan was not on the same side as them, Fang Nishang still couldn't suppress the almost gushing emotions in her heart.
This is the disadvantage of monks such as Miaoyin Pavilion and Su Nu Dao who practice the path of external feelings... spiritual emotions and desires are too complicated.
Other major sects of the Immortal Sect will more or less gradually become devoid of desire and eliminate miscellaneous desires as their cultivation progresses. However, Miaoyin Pavilion is just the opposite. If they are not rich enough to feel the spiritual feelings of heaven and earth, they will not be able to share the spiritual feelings of heaven and earth. The law is one step closer.
But if they encounter something breathtaking, they can easily lose themselves and fall into external feelings.
Fang Nishang was always competitive, but under the protection of Lingbao, she tried her best to see clearly the battlefield between Tang Yuan and Feng Ling.
But she had forgotten that a True Immortal Yuan Shen, especially a True Immortal Yuan Shen who was completely liberated during a battle, was far beyond what a young monk like her could see.
Therefore, it was no surprise that he fell under Tang Yuan's momentum and ended up with the same fate as in his previous life.
Fang Yu, Ye Tong and others naturally discovered this situation, but at this time they had already fallen into hesitation and panic, and could no longer care about Fang Nishang as usual.
Even if she is a spiritual seed with the appearance of a soul, or an important chess piece in the alliance with the Ji family, at this moment, it is not as important as her own life.
Just a simple ray of clear light protected her within it, making Fang Nichang unable to look at the battlefield anymore and just ignored it.
At this time, the thunder at the very top of the sky was brewing to its extreme. The sound of thunder was muffled, as if the heart of heaven and earth were beating.
Venerable Yang Shen of the Shenxiao Sect looked solemnly and said: "This thunder technique is probably of a great level!"
Thunder magic and swordsmanship have always been equal in terms of killing and destruction. If it is a Dacheng level of thunder magic, it will be difficult for even the true immortal of Yuanshen to resist it.
Lin Lang was extremely excited when he heard this. Even among the Shenxiao sect, there were only a few people who were accomplished in the thunder method.
Looking at his disciple's eager eyes, Venerable Shenxiao chuckled and said, "Don't worry, I'll protect you, ancestor, to watch the battle alone. It's okay."
Above Qingming, the sky suddenly brightened, illuminating the entire sea area. A bolt of lightning split open the thick dark clouds, and branches and vines overflowed, like an angry dragon with teeth and claws.
Accompanied by the sound of pearls falling on a jade plate, the Thunder Dragon suppressed Tang Yuan with unrivaled momentum.
Just looking at the lightning that almost penetrates the sky and the earth and has an unknown length makes many Yangshen Venerables feel fear in their hearts.
But Tang Yuan still just kept his original posture without moving, and actually tried to use his physical body to receive this great magical power!
Feng Ling frowned and said angrily: "Do you think I don't know your magical powers? How can I do what you want!"
Before he finished speaking, another piano sound sounded.
A ray of clear light spread like a ripple, shrouding Tang Yuan. Wherever it went, everything stopped moving, and even the entire time and space froze.
It turned out to be a god's magical power related to time and space, which happened to be aimed at Tang Yuan's "white horse passing through the gap"!
In the blink of an eye, Tang Yuan has fallen into a crisis!
