Chapter 123: The Little Gray-headed Lord of Fluctuations
The fairy light is extremely brilliant, as if it is the most beautiful thing in the world, with an immortal aura, shining down one after another.
As Ji Congxin improves his cultivation and continues to understand the Supreme Bone, the power of this technique also increases with the tide.
Wang Teng was horrified. He found that he was locked. Faced with this move, he could not avoid it but could only resist it.
"The Four Elephants Prison-Suppressing Divine Power!"
He roared, and six true dragons, six divine phoenixes, six basalts, and six white tigers appeared in front of him, and the scales and fur on them were clearly visible.
Each one was full of momentum, roaring and baring their teeth and claws, rushing towards Ji Congxin.
But... the fairy light directly broke through the four images, and Wang Teng's divine sword flew across the sky, slashing continuously. At the same time, a black armor appeared outside his body, glowing with multicolored light.
Isolate the brilliant light of destruction.
He actually resisted the Supreme Treasure Technique!
Although the tiger's mouth was cracked and his hair was disheveled, a ray of fairy light was not blocked. His thigh was pierced and blood flowed freely.
The destructive force exploded in Wang Teng's thigh, causing him to stumble and almost fall to the ground.
There is a big difference, and Wang Teng's own strength is extraordinary. To be able to draw with him is beyond imagination.
Wang Teng was horrified, which genius was this? It was so terrifying. If they fought another two to three hundred moves, he might lose his life here.
Ji Congxin frowned, time was running out.
Somewhat unhappy.
He didn't want to use the golden mace, firstly because he didn't want to rely too much on it, and secondly because under the emperor's power, there was nothing he couldn't use, and there wouldn't be anything good if it dropped.
A ray of white light suddenly shot out from Ji Congxin's palm at a very fast speed. The white light flashed before it came to Wang Teng.
It was the Blade of the Stone Emperor's Euphorbia, which was activated by Ji Congxin.
Wang Teng holds the Holy Sword of the Emperor of Heaven, his potential explodes, and he stands in front of him at the critical moment.
With a "bang", the blade of the Stone Emperor's halberd collided with the Holy Sword of the Heavenly Emperor, and the Heavenly Emperor's Holy Sword was actually broken into two pieces at the waist!
Wang Teng was shocked, how could it be possible? This is a sacred weapon! It is extremely strong.
"My holy sword!"
"My holy sword!"
At this moment, Ji Congxin and Wang Teng spoke at the same time, with distressed expressions on their faces.
The blade of the Stone Emperor's halberd was slightly blocked by the Holy Sword of the Heavenly Emperor, and its direction was changed. It only hit one of Wang Teng's arms.
Before Wang Teng could say anything, Ji Congxin's other hand flashed with white light, and the same blade flew past.
This time it hit Wang Teng Shihai.
"Am I going to die?"
At this moment, Wang Teng felt that his life was passing rapidly, his consciousness gradually blurred, and his soul was hit.
This is a fatal injury, the most difficult to treat, and there is no way to save it without some magical medicine.
He is recalling his life...
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Jijiazhuang.
[Fellow Taoist, you have a friendly exchange with Wang Teng. He is blessed with great luck. Wang Teng has had countless opportunities since he was born, and has never had a single setback in his life.
It is often said that eating a piece of cake will make you wise. Wang Teng is very sorry that he cannot gain wisdom through setbacks. You have spent great efforts to help him realize this wish.
Wang Teng is very happy and very grateful to you. He gives you a broken holy sword, an ancient chariot, and a piece of the four-elephant prison-suppressing magic.
The courtesy is light, he is not willing to give away all his wealth to others, and does not know how to repay a drop of kindness with a spring of spring. I remind you again not to be too good to others, and give your heart and soul.]
In front of Ji Congxin, a golden holy sword appeared, broken into two parts; an ancient chariot, entirely golden, engraved with the sun, moon, stars, birds, beasts, fish and insects, including all spirits, could suppress all realms.
There is also a booklet with six words on the cover: "The Divine Power of Four Symbols to Suppress Prisons".
Looking at the broken holy sword, Ji Cong felt heartbroken.
My strength is too weak. If I were stronger, I might be able to prevent Wang Teng from reacting.
He flipped through it briefly and found out that it was an ancient scripture. He could cultivate the Four Elephants to protect his body, cultivate nine Four Elephants True Spirits, have thirty-six Four Elephants divine beasts to defend himself, and then return to unity.
Can be attacked or defended.
"It doesn't look weak, no worse than Fluctlight's Hunyuan Holy Light Technique."
Ji Congxin commented that as for who is strong and who is weak, he has never practiced and it is difficult to judge.
"It's better to communicate with Wang Teng again as soon as possible. Friends need to gather more together so that their relationship will not fade away."
Ji Congxin combined the Four Elephants' Prison Suppressing Magic.
A golden palm traveled through time and space and came to a wilderness.
Wang Teng was on the ground, shouting.
Ji Congxin took a quick look and found that there were many things in the other party's body, including magic medicine, scriptures, secret treasures, etc.
He is indeed a man of great luck.
He thought for a while and grabbed a jade talisman, which looked quite extraordinary.
"Brother, what's wrong with you?"
The Wang family members anxiously guarded Wang Teng.
One of them is Wang Teng's biological brother.
After more than three hours, Wang Teng stopped shouting, and his face showed a look of relief.
He's not dead?
He checked and found that many treasures were missing. It almost drove him crazy.
"Do you know which dynasty the Wei Dynasty is?"
Wang Teng asked Mr. Su of the Wang family.
"I don't know." Mr. Wang Jiasu thought for a moment and shook his head.
"Brother, you will definitely become the Great Emperor in the future! Then I will be the second Great Emperor of the Void in the future."
Wang Teng's younger brother is full of fantasy about the future.
Wang Teng looked at the stars at night, touched his brother's head, and thought of his archenemy - Sima Xiangru, a man who was even more dazzling than him:
"Not necessarily. The universe is vast. I was arrogant before. Don't provoke powerful enemies easily in the future. I may not be able to protect you."
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Holy Land of Shaking Light.
Half a month after breaking through the secret realm of dragon transformation, Ji Congxin consolidated the realm.
He was called over by the Holy Lord of Light.
"What's the matter...Holy Lord, what's wrong with you?"
Ji Congxin was unwilling, thinking that he had something to ask him out again. As soon as he entered the main hall of Yaoguang, he looked up and suddenly found that for some reason, the hair of the Yaoguang Lord was half white and half black.
It seems that the hair volume is much less than before.
How is it possible? Ji Congxin was surprised. The power of the Holy Lord Yaoguang was unfathomable and his power was closely related to nature.
Ordinary people will suffer from whiteheads and hair loss if they stay up late and are stressed and do not sleep. How could this happen to Holy Lord Yaoguang?
"Don't worry, I'm not asking you to go out this time. Have you provoked any strong enemies?"
Holy Lord Yaoguang asked, not mentioning the fact that half of his hair was gray.
"How is that possible? Holy Lord, you know me. If it weren't for you, I might not have even been able to show off Fluctuating Light once. If I could provoke powerful enemies for you, I'd be afraid that all of Yaoguang's disciples would surpass you in cultivation.
"
Ji Congxin shook his head, and his words were somewhat joking. The two had been together for a long time, and there was also a hint of friendship.
The relationship between master and disciple.
"Yes." Holy Lord Yaoguang nodded, Ji Congxin's words made sense.
Those are people from other holy places or aristocratic families... It seems that in the early years, I was a little young and energetic, and my behavior was arrogant, which caused some people's dissatisfaction.
But...it's been so many years, why didn't you take revenge now?
Holy Lord Yaoguang thought, is it the head of the Jiang family? Queen Mother of the West of Yaochi, Holy Lord Xuantian, an old immortal from the Cai family, or Holy Lord Shenyan...
"What's going on?" Ji Congxin asked.
"Someone came to my retreat room in the middle of the night, brought a war sticker, and stuck it on my forehead. The key is that I didn't notice it at all."