This can also be seen from Zhou Qun's performance.
Zhou Kuangren's original intention was for him to use it more often, but Zhou Qun was afraid of getting into trouble because of this magic weapon and arousing suspicion from interested people, so he rarely used it in martial arts examinations.
The result of this is that when fighting with himself, the King Kong puppet summoned by Zhou Qun was a little inflexible and not that powerful because it was used less frequently and was not skilled enough.
"His!"
Yang Ji took a deep breath, and with a thought, he sent out a golden flame and rushed into the two Vajra puppets.
The two vajra puppets are not damaged, but their energy is exhausted. As long as enough energy is replenished, they can be used again.
But before that, Yang Ji must sacrifice it first.
Time passed slowly, and there was silence in the cave.
"Crack!"
Suddenly there was a loud noise, and the ground beneath Yang Ji's feet shook. Above his head, there was a loud noise deep in the huge mountain peak, as if it was cracking.
There was a roar and dust, and it seemed that the platform outside the cave collapsed and crashed.
Yang Ji's heart was slightly tense, but his face remained calm at all, becoming more and more calm. The more dangerous the time, the more calm Yang Ji was able to remain.
He knew he didn't have much time left for him.
"Buzz!"
After a moment, Yang Ji's eyes were bright, and he stood up suddenly. With a shake of his hands, bang! Bang! The light radiated, and two huge Vajra puppets, one on the left and one on the right, jumped up from the ground.
The two Vajra puppets looked mighty and powerful, as powerful as a prison, their whole bodies were burning with raging golden flames, their huge heads almost reached the top of the cave, and the powerful aura exuding from their bodies was much larger than Zhou Qun's hand.
——Vajra Puppet, this is the guardian god of the Buddhist sect!
Only generals with the sixth level of martial arts can inspire the true power of these two vajra puppets. Zhou Qun was not strong enough and could not inspire the true power of these two Buddhist magical weapons.
Burning with flames all over their bodies, the two Vajras looked like gods born in the fire.
"Buzz!"
As soon as Yang Ji closed his palms, the two huge Vajra puppets turned into two streams of light and fell back into his palms, shrinking to six inches in height.
"There are still two hours."
Yang Ji thought to himself.
Time is running out, and Yang Ji can already feel that some areas of Ziyang Cave Heaven have begun to collapse and collapse. This incomplete scripture painting has been delayed for thousands of years due to the suppression of Ziyang Sword Lord.
But now, it has finally entered the process of destruction it should have entered.
Yang Ji didn't have time to examine the two Vajra puppets carefully, and immediately took out another thing.
"Snapped!"
Yang Ji opened the green, decayed box, and a hard, thick palm was revealed at the bottom of the box. Compared with Yang Ji, this palm was obviously much longer, and it gave people a very powerful feeling.
——This is the mysterious palm that Yang Ji got from under the poisonous pool.
The origin of this palm is mysterious. It also contributed to the growth of the poisonous golden toad at the bottom of the pond, making it rapidly become powerful within a hundred years.
Yang Ji almost had his soul sucked in by it.
Yang Ji never imagined the use of this palm until Yang Ji discovered the "External Incarnation Method" in the Tieguan Sect's scripture cave.
No matter what the origin of this palm is and how evil it is, there is no doubt that it was chopped off and lost its life and became a dead thing.
And the powerful power it possesses makes it have the characteristics of a certain magical weapon to a certain extent.
This powerful thing has the best use, which is to refine it into an external incarnation. It can be used as the core "natal magic weapon" in the "External Incarnation" method.
"Boom!"
The sky shook and the earth shook, this time the shaking was more violent than before. Just above Yang Ji, a rock on the roof of the cave collapsed, and with a click, a stone the size of a sea bowl fell down.
Yang Ji flicked his sleeves, and a stream of blood energy swept out, blasting the falling stones above his head into pieces.
"That's too late!"
A thought flashed through Yang Ji's mind. While he was thinking about it, there was a cracking sound on the ground beneath his feet, and a half-inch crack extended from the outside until it reached Yang Ji's feet.
The Ziyang Cave Heaven was destroyed much faster than Yang Ji expected. In such a short time, this mysterious palm was simply not enough to be completely refined.
"There is no other way. There is not enough time left. I can only make do with a rough sacrifice of this big hand. As long as it can be used for a rough sacrifice."
Yang Ji thought to himself.
Time waits for no one. Although Ziyang Sword Lord said it was ten hours, after such a long time, the situation of the residual cave scripture painting has been very different from the original situation.
No one knows whether what Ziyang Sword Master said is completely correct.
Yang Ji couldn't afford to take this risk.
"puff!"
Yang Ji bit the tip of his tongue, opened his mouth, and sprayed a mouthful of the freshest blood from his heart onto the hard, thick and mysterious palm in the box.
Little by little, the blood mist covered the entire palm, and was quickly absorbed.
The next moment, a majestic torrent of golden flames erupted. The flames were blazing, wrapping around the palms in the box, and began to be sacrificed...
The vibrations in the cave were getting louder and more intense. Pieces of loose rocks fell from the roof of the cave, and were shattered by the blood shield outside Yang Ji's body.
The ground has more and more cracks, large and small, twists and turns.
At a place where Yang Ji couldn't see, at the edge of space, pieces of space collapsed and collapsed, like broken glass, turning into countless tiny particles, and the dust fell into endless darkness and nothingness.
——The stable spatial structure that supported the entire world no longer exists!
Yang Ji could feel this change and was slightly anxious. It was far from safe in the Jinghua Cave. If he couldn't leave quickly before it collapsed, he would be like ants under a big rock, crushed into pieces and wiped out together with the entire space.
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But Yang Xuanlan's threat followed him like a shadow. Even though there was a lot of space between them, Yang Ji could already feel Yang Xuanlan's aura.
If you don't have enough self-protection before leaving, you will still be in jail and your achievements will be defeated, not much better than here.
"Hurry up, hurry up. I hope I can complete the refining of the natal magic weapon before leaving the cave. Whether I can succeed or not depends on this!..."
Yang Ji thought to himself and forced himself to calm down.
The fire of the demon, the evil spear, the Whispering Knife, the Vajra Puppet..., including Yang Ji's general's power, are all difficult to pose a real threat to Yang Xuanlan, who is a martial sect.
Although the "Golden Pill of Swordsmanship" was left by the Martial Saint and was very powerful, it was only at the level of the Ninth Level Martial Arts Master. Moreover, Yang Ji could only use the power of the outermost generals among the Golden Pill.
With this level alone, it is impossible to challenge Yang Xuanlan.
If there is one thing that can really pose a threat and cause harm to Yang Xuanlan, then it is only this powerful mysterious hand.
Yang Ji knew very well that as long as he could successfully refine this "natal magic weapon", he would have the power to fight Yang Xuanlan!
After being suppressed by Yang Xuanlan for so long, only Yang Ji himself knows how deep in his heart he longs for this kind of power that can take revenge!
"Buzz!"
Flames were blazing. The big hands were wrapped in flames, and the rumbling sound became louder and louder in his ears, but Yang Ji's face became calmer and calmer, even showing an extremely rational look.
…
"Get ready, he's coming out!"
In the woods, Yang Xuan looked at the jade crown and red robe, and said suddenly with a stern expression.
"Ah! Sir, how do you know?"
Bai Wuji said in surprise.
He still didn't understand what was going on in this wait-and-see hunting. Yang Ji suddenly disappeared. Then they waited unexpectedly.
But this is obviously not the case for this Chaoyang Prince Consort.
Whether it was the disappearance of Yang Ji and the decision to wait and see, or the current judgment that Yang Ji was about to appear, Yang Xuanlan seemed extremely calm, calm, wise and determined.
He always seemed to know what to do and how to do it without any confusion.
"fluctuation!"
Yang Xuanlan said calmly, without any expression on his face.
"fluctuation?"
A confused look flashed in Bai Wuji's eyes, and he only felt a hint of wind blowing in the woods. But he felt nothing else.
To be honest, he really doubted whether what Yang Xuanlan said was correct. Whether the guy named Yang Ji really had a incomplete scroll of Dongtian Sutra on his body.
However, whether it is true or false, it will soon be confirmed.
Yang Xuanlan knew what Bai Wuji was thinking, but he didn't explain it. Bai Wuji's cultivation level was actually not bad. Otherwise, Yang Xuanlan wouldn't have recruited him suddenly.
However, it is obvious that compared to Wu Zong, Bai Wuji's spiritual power is still too weak. He cannot feel the changes in the depths of the void.
"Pity……"
Yang Xuanlan's expression was stern, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.
The Dongtian Sutra paintings did not really disappear, but were hidden deep in the space. A powerful martial saint could successfully sense and destroy them with his powerful mental power.
However, with his current strength, it is obviously not possible for him to do it.
However, there is no difference.
Three hours could not change anything. The moment Yang Ji came out of it, he still could not escape his destined fate!
"Buzz!"
His pupils narrowed, Yang Xuanlan's dantian vibrated, and then a majestic aura emitted. The mountain wind blew by, and the air was filled with a suffocating and strong murderous intention...
…
"Boom!"
The sky shook and the earth shook. In the sky of Ziyang Cave, the majestic and towering mountain peak suddenly trembled, and then there was a roar, as if it was struck by an invisible giant axe, and a dark crack ran horizontally through the mountain.
The next moment, the entire mountain peak staggered up and down, and the huge mountain peak collapsed with the force of a landslide. At the same time, the remaining half of the mountain peak also began to collapse. With the sound of shaking, countless large and small gravels fell from the mountain.
Slide up and down.
"Buzz!"
Deep in the cave, Yang Ji suddenly opened his eyes, and a piercing light flashed away.
"Success!"
A thought flashed through Yang Ji's mind. At the moment before the entire space collapsed, Yang Ji finally succeeded in the preliminary refinement of the "natal magic weapon".
However, there was no time to rejoice, Yang Ji flicked his sleeve and immediately put this ancient mysterious hand into his sleeve. (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!