The dragon elephant from Yunchi poured into Yangjun Cave. Although it did not appear, the Dragon King felt the same, and a mysterious and mysterious feeling came to his heart. It was the emperor's eyes falling on him. After all the movements were made, the figure suddenly turned into a shadow, undetectable, and the dog-killing knife became a few points heavier, drawing an awkward arc and slashing towards Wei Shiqi's shoulder and neck.
A sword was swung out, imprisoning the heaven and earth. The void was like broken pieces of porcelain, and was forcibly bridged by the power of the dragon elephant, preventing it from collapsing. The roar filled the cave sky in an instant, suddenly near and far away, ethereal.
Huge force was exerted on his body, and he was stuck deep in the quicksand, unable to move even an inch. Wei Shiqi had already encountered this experience several times. When true immortals fight, the first purpose is to imprison the world to prevent the opponent from escaping. Regardless of the true treasures and weapons, it is in vain if they cannot defeat the opponent. However, he entered Taoism from the true form of a divine weapon. He was made of steel and iron, and he was extremely powerful. He was not afraid of head-on confrontation. However, the Dragon King's sword was as powerful as a rainbow, but it gave him a strange feeling. It seemed that the blade was not pointing to the present world, but to the world. It fell into the void.
A trace of palpitations came to mind, and in the flash of lightning, countless stars burst out in front of Wei Shiqi's eyes, and he couldn't help but move back, like a stone falling into the water, breaking through the layers of time and space. In a daze, he was already in the vast star field. The violent star power was raging like a tide, and the two halls were facing each other from a distance, and they looked a bit familiar. There was silence everywhere, as silent as in a dream. Wei Shiqi felt vaguely uneasy in his heart. He lowered his head and thought for a moment. The two halls were clearly one of the Silver Armor Palace and the other of the Pillar Stone Palace.
Dinxia Palace, Yinjia Palace, and Yaochi Palace, Pillar Stone Palace, are empty inside and outside. Starlight shines on the two palaces, like a dream. That's all for the Silver Armor Palace. The Pillar Stone Palace was clearly destroyed by him in the form of the Heavenly Demon General. How could it reappear intact before our eyes? Wei Shiqi activated his magical power, and the stars in his eyes turned. He looked at it intently for a moment. The momentum of the second hall was majestic, and it was definitely not false. His eyebrows were tightly knit together, and when he thought about it, his call came to nothing. The wind, fire, and gold sand were silent and motionless. Wei Shiqi's heart shivered, and his thoughts sank into the "One Mustard Cave in the Sky", and the towering tree of creation stretched its branches. Spreading the leaves, spreading life, two grains of gold sand rolled down beside the tree roots, looking like dead objects, and there was no response to the calls.
Wei Shiqi felt vaguely uneasy, and when he thought about it, he saw the red copper hate stick leaning on the trunk of the tree. He stretched out his hand to pick it up. It was as heavy as a mountain. He tried his best to shake it, but he couldn't shake it at all. The two objects were clearly in front of me, but there was no response at all, as if they were sealed, unable to be called or retrieved.
He circled around the towering creation tree several times, and suddenly his eyes lit up. He stretched out his hand and made a move, and more than a dozen "Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Yin Evil Needles" suddenly flew into the palm of his hand. The roots stood upright and he could control them as he pleased without any stagnation. This is a very difficult thing to explain. Why is there nothing wrong with the Yin Evil Needle, but there is something wrong with the Wind Fire Gold Sand and the Red Copper Cast Hate Stick? Wei Shiqiu was puzzled.
When he was in a dangerous situation, he should not be careless. Wei Shiqi withdrew his thoughts from the "One Mustard Cave", pondered for a moment, walked in the void, his sleeves were fluttering, and his figure quickly retreated. He escaped thousands of miles away, but the two palaces of silver armor pillars and stone... Still in the present, following you like a shadow, never leaving.
Wei Shiqi gasped, a chill rising from the bottom of his heart, running along his back and straight to the back of his head, making his spirit shiver. The situation is weird. He seems to have been dragged into the illusion by the Dragon King's sword. He is trapped in prison. It is difficult to distinguish between reality and reality. Malice is pervasive. The murderous intention is about to happen but has not yet happened. He suddenly raised his head and saw the starlight in the sky, like countless indifferent eyes, the evil stars falling in an unknown place far away, the blood light sprouted, and the star power was like wisps, falling down on him. Wei Shiqi calmed down and looked at the Silver Armor Palace. Suddenly, something moved in his heart. The two palaces were facing each other from a distance. It was clear that they had met on a narrow road and had a gambling fight in the star field.
Yue Baishou, Shaoyang Zhenren, Du Siling, Jin Guanzi, Shi Badou, Diao Partridge, Bing Linggong, Lu Weiji... one by one, figures appeared in front of the eyes, coming and going, each showing his magical powers, and then they were like a bubble in a dream, Disappeared into nothingness, under the starlight, there was still the empty Silver Armor Palace Pillar Stone Palace, standing still and silent, as if waiting for something.
Wei Shiqi heard his own heartbeat, thump, thump, thump, like a rapid drum beat, his blood surged up, and his mind was in a trance. The sky is sending murderous intentions, the stars are moving, the earth is sending murderous intentions, dragons and snakes are rising, humans are sending murderous intentions, the heaven and the earth are turning over and over again. Now that we have fallen into the trap of the Dragon King, we can only keep our minds and move forward. Even if there is no way out, we must rely on a pair of Iron fist, fight your way out!
The pride in his chest rushed straight to his forehead, his eyes flashed, and he took a big step forward. In his dantian, the Emperor's luck rose and shrank, but it was "Separate the eight yang bones and pour a bucket of snow water." ", Wei Qingming immediately returned to Qingming, knowing that the fate was connected, the emperor secretly reminded him.
The Dragon King swung his sword, but it took a long time to land, but it had already forced him into a place of eternal destruction.
Wei Shiqi paused for a moment, then immediately followed up with his second step, running faster and faster. He suddenly jumped up, like a meteor falling to the ground, and landed steadily in front of the Silver Armor Palace.
The Pillar Stone Hall is in the distance, and in front of the hall, a figure vaguely appears, shadowy and blurry. Wei Shiqi's heart was awe-inspiring. Just now he could see clearly that there was nothing unusual in the Pillar Stone Palace. Until he stepped onto the Silver Armor Palace, this figure appeared, as if he was waiting for this moment.
Is it the Dragon King? The appearance comes from the heart, and wherever the mind moves, the figure turns from virtual to real, and turns into a Yang Jun furnace. The Lord of the dragons is dragging a dog-killing sword that looks like a door panel. His body is tilted back into a bow, and his arms are If there is any danger, slowly swing out the sword.
As if time went back and the old days reappeared, the dog-killing knife drew an awkward arc, and with one swing, it imprisoned the world. The void was like broken pieces of porcelain, and huge force was applied to the body, sinking deep into the quicksand, unable to move even an inch - Wei Shiqi's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously activated the animal-patterned arm armor, hoping to escape into the Five Bright Immortal Realm to temporarily avoid the sharp edge. Unexpectedly, the arm armor did not move at all, and could not open the immortal world. There was no way to escape. He saw a series of exercises. The light of a sword also lit up, like a frenzy, like a torrent, covering the sky and the earth, destroying everything. He suddenly felt blessed and could get a glimpse of the clues in his heart.
In the Yangjun Cave, the Dragon King swung this sword, not in the present world, but in his past. He was dragged back to the past by this knife, entered the Heavenly Court for the first time, and was called to go to the Star Territory. The Silver Armor Palace and the Pillar Stone Palace met on a narrow road. At that time, he was pregnant with the Yin Evil Needle of Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, but he had not yet passed it from the hands of Shang Fucha, the master of Daze Palace. He won the wind and fire gold sand, but also got the help of Lan Rong, the master of the Golden Mother Palace, to refine it into a red copper cast hate stick. What other means and magical powers does he have to resist the Dragon King's inevitable blow?
The light of the sword became brighter and brighter, piercing his eyes so much that it was difficult to see. Wei Shiqi's heart sank, his body and mind were seized by murderous intent, and his soul wavered. If he who passed in front of the Silver Armor Palace was killed by this sword, what would happen to him who appeared in the Yangjun Furnace? If the skin does not exist, how will the hair be attached? If there is no past, how can we maintain the present world?
