The sick old man's face was calm. He didn't seem to take Yang Guang's attack seriously. He just followed his own rhythm. The formations were moving around. The aura on his body surged, and all kinds of powerful forces were emitted, which was bound to kill the person in front of him.
enemy.
Only Yang Guang could handle such an intensive attack with ease and launch a counterattack. If ordinary people were attacked by such an elusive enemy, they would have been killed by the enemy long ago. How could they counterattack.
The ancient Buddha on the burning lamp has returned to his original appearance, sitting on the lotus platform, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, a solemn appearance, and the Buddha's light all over his body. Among the twenty-four heavens, there are Buddha's voices lingering, and only a pair of wise eyes fall on the platform.
, watching the two people fight.
The surrounding immortals who were watching the battle were also silent, watching everything in front of them quietly. From time to time, they substituted themselves into the enemy to find the enemy's weaknesses. In the end, they could only shake their heads repeatedly. This sick old man was really too powerful.
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"The magic power of the two is really powerful. It is not comparable to the ordinary Taiyi Golden Immortal. No wonder the Sui Emperor dared to challenge the Taiyi Golden Immortal in the heavens. No wonder the sick old man dared to challenge the Sui Emperor." Someone saw this and sighed. It's true.
The fight between the two sides is thrilling. If you don't pay attention, you will be killed by your opponent.
"It is said that the sick old man is about to become a Taoist, and his physical body cannot support the powerful magic power. Why has he not been transformed yet so that he can ensure his strong fighting power?" Someone couldn't help but ask.
"This is an injury. Although it is difficult to heal, it is probably not easy to die. However, such a powerful magical power requires powerful mana. When the two of them get to the end, it actually depends on the mana of both sides. Who can sustain it?
In the end, whoever has the last laugh will have the last laugh." Taoist Jingyang had a complex look on his face, and he found himself sitting in a well looking at the sky.
The Three Realms are so big that it is not just the Dongsheng Divine Continent that has unparalleled talent, there are also some in this barren Nanzhanbu Continent. The Sui Emperor was young and had great supernatural powers. Under the attack of the sick old man, it was clear how powerful the opponent was.
Jiang Zixu's face became even worse. He was still thinking about finding someone to teach Yang Guang a lesson after he returned, so that he would not realize that the sky was high and the earth was high. But only now did he know that since Yang Guang wanted to peek into the position of the Human Emperor, he himself was not allowed to do so.
Simple.
Yang Guang's face was cold, his eyes were lifeless, and there were two divine lights, one gold and one silver. He looked at the enemy in front of him. Passive defense was not the result Yang Guang wanted. After fighting, the final result would be to destroy his own.
Once the secret is exposed, the best way is to quickly use magical powers to kill the powerful enemy in front of you.
His mana is high, no matter how much mana he consumes, he can still use his mental skills and rely on King Pan's powerful magical power to activate the twelve palaces to achieve the goal of killing the enemy.
But what about the enemy? Carving large formations on the physical body increases the strength of the physical body. All kinds of mysteries are indescribable, but one thing is for sure. The operation of these large formations belongs to powerful spiritual power. Other large formations or
Relying on the earth's veins, or relying on the laws of heaven's movement, or even relying on spiritual stones. The sick old man relied on nothing but his own magic power.
When the opponent's mana is completely consumed, even if there are thousands of formations on it, it will not be able to exert its powerful power.
Magic power is the foundation. Yang Guang clearly realized that in the end, he and the sick old man relied not on Taoism but on magic power. Whoever has strong magic power will win the final victory; of course, unless he takes out the Hongmeng to measure the sky
With just a few feet, the battle can be easily resolved.
But in that case, I am afraid that there will be no peace in the entire Sui Dynasty. One Qiankun Sword has attracted the attention of many forces in the three realms. If another innate treasure appears, those saints may not be able to help but take action.
How many innate treasures are there? Things that can suppress luck can only be possessed by the two saints Taiqing and Yuqing. Now that there is another Yang Guang, those with great supernatural powers will never allow such a thing to happen.
"The most precious treasure of the human race, keep your word and suppress everything. Suppress! Suppress! Suppress!"
In the void, the Kongtong Seal slowly appears, emitting thousands of rays of rays of light. Wherever the rays of light go, the spiritual energy is imprisoned and magical powers are destroyed. The energy of the Human Emperor can destroy all disloyalty.
The void was distorted, and under Yang Guanghui's eyes, he could detect that even the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the entire Chang'an City was imprisoned at this moment, and the destiny dragon above Chang'an City made a dragon roar.
At this moment, the sick old man spurted out a bolt of lightning from his mouth, turned into a sword energy, and headed towards Yang Guang. However, this vast force was affected by the Kongtong Seal, and there was a loophole in the middle.
Yang Guang snorted coldly, and his body turned into a sword light. The blood-red sword energy struck on the divine thunder and knocked it away. A rainbow appeared under his feet. The sky-cutting sword moved with it, and blood-red sword energy swept over him.
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The Kongtong Seal above the head shone brightly, turning into a sacred mountain, towering into the sky, and came towards the sick old man.
Yang Guang is unyielding when he is in power, how could he let go of such an opportunity?
Then Kongtong Seal had an opportunity to break through all the magic, and he changed his shape offensively and defensively. The spirit treasures and magical powers cooperated with each other, and the sick old man he killed retreated one after another.
However, the sick old man was not simple. When he saw the roaring sacred mountain, his face moved, and suddenly a bright light came out from behind, and a huge black turtle appeared. The divine patterns on the turtle's back were handed over, and Heluo appeared, with colorful brilliance.
He turned around and rushed towards Kongtongyin.
With a soft sound, the Four-Elephant Xuanwu Formation could not withstand the attack of the Kongtong Seal and shattered. But the sick old man took the opportunity to get rid of the situation where Yang Guang was attacking from both sides.
I heard him roar, and his figure suddenly changed. His thin figure suddenly swelled up, his whole body became energetic, his face was rosy, his pale hair turned black, and his eyes were full of energy, like torches, blazing.
It burned, and even the coughing sound disappeared. He was clearly a young man, someone who had been injured. The rotten smell on his body also disappeared without a trace.
But everyone around him knew that the sick old man had decided to fight decisively, so he burned his magic power to temporarily suppress Daoshang, defeated Yang Guang in one fell swoop, and seized the Qiankun Sword.
Yang Guang sighed for a while, man died for money, and birds died for food. An unfounded inheritance of Qiankun Taoist actually attracted so many people's attention, even if it means sacrificing his own life for it, a person like the sick old man,
I have practiced cultivation for nearly ten thousand years, and I am afraid that I will be buried here today.
The sick old man let out a long roar, his feet turned into the breeze, and he rushed towards Yang Guang. His hands turned into palms, thunder rolled in his left hand, and the divine fire in his right hand was lit. The thunder and fire mixed together, whipped up the strong wind, activated his magic power, and turned into a huge thunder-fire millstone.
He patted Yang Guang on the head.
This is no longer a contest of supernatural powers, but a head-to-head battle of magic power. Whoever has stronger magic power will win, otherwise, he will definitely die.
