The war started again. At this time, four Daluo Jinxian were involved. For thousands of years, such battles have rarely occurred in the Three Realms. You must know that there are also a few Daluo Jinxian in the Three Realms, only 365.
It's just a position. Of course, some Buddhas in the Western Paradise do not count. These Buddhas are all fake Maharajas.
In one war, four Da Luo Jinxian were fighting, which is enough to illustrate the cruelty of fighting on the battlefield.
Whether it is the heavenly court or the caves of those with great magical powers, a series of spiritual consciousnesses are intertwined in the void, watching the battle in front of them. Of course, these great supernatural powers focus more on the four Daluo Golden Immortals.
It was Yang Guang who was targeted.
Although it is a punch and a palm, the moves look very simple and are just a display of strength, but in fact, this kind of power contains a lot of magical powers, and these magical powers look so familiar, and
When I checked again, it was paradoxical again.
"The magical power in Yang Guang's hand seems to be from the Wu Clan, but if you look closely, there are traces of Xuanmen. Is he trying to be eclectic?" On the Haotian Mirror, the Emperor looked at the scene in front of him with some curiosity.
He felt that the power contained in Yang Guang's hands felt very familiar, but he could not find the source of this familiarity.
"No one knows what the magical power that Yang Guang has practiced is. Some people say that it is inherited from the Wu clan, some say that it is inherited from Lishan, and some say that it is the Taoism of the Taiqing saint. In the three realms, it seems that
No one knows what Yang Guang’s method of cultivation is, it’s just a mystery.” Taibai Jinxing shook his head and said.
The Emperor of Heaven nodded, then shook his head and said: "He is looking for a path that suits him. He is taking the path of force, which is the general outline of all laws. The Great God Pangu took this path back then, and so did the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
in this way."
"It's just that the Twelve Ancestral Witches and Pangu are different. Pangu's Yuan Shen transformed into the Three Pure Ones. The Twelve Ancestral Witches have no Yuan Shen. Without Yuan Shen, they cannot understand the changes in the way of heaven, so they cannot become saints." Taibai Jinxing shook his head.
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"Sainthood is so far away. Do you think Yang Guang can think of this? Strong enemies are surrounding him, and they all want to kill him. Isn't it a joke that he still wants to become a saint? What he wants now is self-protection. Look, there are people in the Jiang family.
Take action." The Emperor of Heaven looked at a huge furnace appearing in the void. This is the Feihe Furnace, the most precious treasure of the Jiang family in Qingzhou, Dongsheng Shenzhou. It is a treasure refined by Jiang Feihe, the ancestor of the Jiang family.
"Mr. Jiang? I don't know what kind of grudge this Jiang has against Yang Guang!" Taibai Jinxing said hesitantly.
"The position of the Human Emperor. Tsk tsk, because of a rumor, Yang Guang is about to encounter a strong enemy. Who let Da Gan and Dayin surpass him in strength! Those who are ambitious can get rid of the trouble they cause him.
Who are you looking for?" The Emperor of Heaven looked at the furnace that reflected the void, and the Nanming Li Fire fell from the sky, burning the void. The immortals were dodging again and again, and the undead legions were all gone, and the color of the sky and the earth changed.
This is the power of the Feihe Furnace. In addition to the powerful divine patterns, the Nanming Lihuo contained in it is also a powerful killer. Jiang Feihe left the Yuxu Palace, created the Qingzhou Jiang family, and eliminated the Chanjiao
In addition to its prestige, the Feihe Furnace played an important role in it. I don’t know how many Dushou were turned into fly ashes under the Feihe Furnace.
Unfortunately, the other party encountered Yang Guang, who was riding the Demon Emperor's chariot. The Nanming Lihuo on the Flying Crane Stove roared in and enveloped the chariot. The raging fire tried to burn Yang Guang to death.
On the chariot, bursts of soft chirping sounded, and nine golden crows pierced the sky, as if they were coming to life, they flew out from the chariot, opened their teeth and claws, opened their huge mouths, and swallowed Nanming Lihuo into his belly.
Nanming Lihuo disappeared completely in the void.
"Impossible." Emperor Jiang Han saw clearly, with a look of horror on his face.
"There are so many impossible things! I have long felt that something is wrong with you. Maybe this matter has something to do with you!" Yang Guang looked at Emperor Jiang Han, clicked with his right hand, and a rune came out of the air and turned into
A Kunpeng, which grew from small to large, about several thousand feet, rushed towards Emperor Jiang Han.
"Young Master, get out of the way." Emperor Jiang Han was stunned by the magical power in front of him. Just as he was about to block the Feihe Furnace in front, the guardian beside him pushed him over, holding two maces with divine patterns intertwined on them.
It turned into two dragons, one on the left and one on the right, and bit towards Kunpeng.
However, at this moment, Kunpeng, which was a thousand feet in size, suddenly turned into a few feet in size, and flashed between the two dragons. In the horrified eyes of the guardian, Kunpeng turned into a green light and passed through the chest. The entire
His chest and abdomen were almost cut open, and he was dripping with blood. As soon as his magic power was gone, he fell from the clouds on the spot. Fortunately, there were monks nearby who rolled him up.
If he were an ordinary person, he would have been dead at this time. But the protector in front of him was a monk, with strong vitality and not easy to die. He was from the Jiang family in Qingzhou and possessed secret skills. A stream of light flickered at the wound, and the injury recovered instantly, but
His face was pale, and it was difficult to recover the blood he had lost.
"What a magical and secret technique?" Yang Guang saw it clearly and was surprised in his heart. However, the aristocratic family that has been powerful in Qingzhou for more than a thousand years has such a magical power to quickly heal wounds. It is not easy.
"Yang Guang, this position of Human Emperor is not yours. If you hand over Nanzhan Buzhou, you can still save your life. Otherwise, no one in the Three Realms can save your life." Emperor Jiang Han's handsome face was ferocious.
, roared loudly.
"It's up to you." Yang Guang smiled slightly and walked out of the Demon Emperor's chariot. With one step, he came to Emperor Jiang Han's eyes and slapped him out.
Before Emperor Jiang Han could react, Jun's face was slapped, and his face turned red. He had never suffered such humiliation.
"You are seeking death!" Emperor Jiang Han roared, and the Niwan hole opened, and he saw a bright moon rising, with Dangui appearing in it. The power of the moonlight fell out of thin air, bringing with it the power of powerful laws, and fiercely directed at Yang Guang.
Come and kill.
Emperor Jiang Han was born with a vision and could use the power of the law in the vision to kill powerful enemies.
"The osmanthus coming out of the lunar yin is a rare phenomenon. Unfortunately, it is of no use to me." The power of Yang Guang's blood filled the sky, and a five-color canopy appeared in the sky. On the canopy, the divine pattern turned into a talisman, majestic
Swinging, completely destroying the power of the surrounding laws.
Emperor Jiang Han spurted out a mouthful of blood. The vision of the soul was destroyed, and Emperor Jiang Han was immediately affected.
"Did you attract these monsters?" Yang Guang pressed down the five-color canopy, and the powerful power of his blood suppressed several people around him, making the Jiang clan members unable to even lift their heads.
"No, how could I, the Jiang family, collude with the demon clan?" Emperor Jiang Han roared loudly.
