Two powerful forces in the sky collided, bursting out with boundless brilliant light, like tens of thousands of artillery exploding in the sky, crushing layers of clouds and creating layers of smoke.
True Lord Yanyu was disheveled, holding a halberd and glaring with anger. Two divine lights in his eyes penetrated the dense clouds to look for his opponent. Suddenly, hundreds of runes poured out, all taking the form of Ling Weichu, surrounding him!
"I thought this would trap me!" Yan Yu consumed ten drops of blood essence to activate the three-karma spiritual fire planted in his body. The three-karma spiritual fire is said to be able to burn everything in the world, and it is the treasure that the weapon refiner and alchemist dream of.
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As soon as the fire came out, it spread across the surrounding area like a prairie fire.
The raging fire burned his liver and gallbladder. As expected, Ling Weichu did not retreat even half a step, and drew a talisman in the air. As soon as he moved, the hundreds of "Ling Weichu" surrounding Yan Yu also moved.
The talismans seemed to be carved from the same mold and formed together. In an instant, they were like a hundred closed giant doors occupying all directions. The fire was trapped between the giant door talismans, bumping left and right, with no way out.
"This is impossible, I'm going to burn it all!" Yanyu's halberd rolled up the flames and threw it with all his strength again. The powerful weapon carried the fire and broke through the sky, dragging a trace that tore the space and rushed towards Ling Weichu.
Ling Weichu's eyes showed the vicissitudes of life, and his handprints changed. The huge door in front of him suddenly opened, revealing a dark and deep space crack. There was a suction force that sucked the cross halberd into it and disappeared.
Bang, the giant door closes.
Blood flowed from the corner of Yan Yu's mouth, and his teeth were bared. His connection with the cross halberd was forcibly severed, "What a great method! Can you give it back to me?!"
"No, behind this talisman gate is a barbaric land that I don't even know where it is. Hehe, it could also be the void." Ling Weichu didn't let himself laugh, and solemnly focused on forming seals on his own, using a hundred talisman gates.
They opened wide together, and flames poured in one after another.
Yan Yu was horrified and tried his best to put the spiritual fire back into his body, "How dare you!"
"Have you given up?" Ling Weichu asked.
"Do you know who I am!"
Ling Weichu frowned and shouted sternly, "Do you admit defeat or not?"
Yan Yu's eyes widened, as if he found some trace on that old face, "It's you, Ling Dao!"
"Who is Ling Dao?" He calmed down and collected his anger. Offending Yan Yu now would be detrimental to the Zhou clan. "I am Ling Weichu."
Bang bang bang, the giant door closed and disappeared.
Yan Yu held on to the remaining small cluster of three-karma spiritual fire. His heart ached so much that he couldn't breathe. It would take him a hundred years to raise it back!
He looked at Ling Weichu, angry and confused. Victory and defeat were common for military strategists. He couldn't target his opponent just because he had lost the real treasure cross halberd and most of the three industry spiritual fires. But when he thought about this person, he looked a bit like Ling Dao.
I felt that he was deliberately setting himself up.
"Are you really not Ling Dao?"
"I don't recognize it."
Yanyu nodded, "That's because I admitted my mistake."
This Ling Zhenjun did not use Fu Linmen's talismans. Moreover, he had only met Ling Dao once or twice and was not very familiar with Ling Dao.
That was more than a hundred years ago. Ling Dao is just like his name. He has shown extraordinary talent since he was a child, and he is far ahead in the Tao of Talisman. He became a true king at a young age and ranked as a master of Talisman.
He is still the elder of Fu Linmen, and he looks elegant and elegant.
Unfortunately, he killed one of Tianjun's beloved disciples for seizing the treasure. Under Tianjun's pressure, he was publicly executed by Fu Linmen. He escaped midway and disappeared.
His brother was Ling Dao's good friend, but he was also angry at his bad character and broke up with him.
Yan Yu stared at Ling Weichu for a few times, feeling depressed in his heart that he had lost a lot in this battle, "I'll lose."
The two true kings fell to the ground, and Qi Huan was not in a good mood. He actually lost this battle.
"It seems that you and I are bound to have a battle." Qi Huan said.
"Please."
Qi Huan closed his eyes lightly, the sacred breath rose from his body, and his boundless faith condensed into divine light, transforming into a picture of flat sand, wild geese falling in Yuanpu, Guifanshan City, Qinglan River, dusk, snow, Dongting, autumn moon, Xiaoxiang night, rainy night in Yan Temple, evening bell in fishing village.
The mysterious aura scared everyone away.
"The faith of the Jingyao Dynasty, Jing Huanshi!" Luo Yimi said in surprise, the power of faith is so strong, it seems that he has many believers in Nanfeng Continent.
Shen Buping wondered if he was really ignorant and wanted to prostrate himself before this holiness.
Marquis Jinchi, who heard that there was a true king fighting here and came to watch the excitement, had bright eyes. Hey, do all the current dynasties follow the path of faith? Is there no one who wants to simply rule the star world?
Compared to the Donglin Dynasty, which has already moved to other star realms, Jingyao has just started, and its beliefs mainly come from conquest.
Qi Huan can be said to have pacified half of the Nanfeng Continent, and the faith he has gathered cannot be underestimated.
Zhan Changfeng did not dare to look down upon him and concentrated on preparing for it.
"Today, I will defeat you!" Qi Huan was neither happy nor angry, with no expression at all. He was like a stone statue. When he shouted, the scenery surged, and it was like a small world spinning together!
What he establishes is the kingdom, what he regards are his people, and he controls everything he passes by!
The strong wind blows through the reeds, startling the flying geese, and there are many shadows of sails on the river in the distance. What is amazing is not the fantasy world, but that each fantasy world is full of the power of faith, making you believe in it involuntarily.
As soon as her idea came out, the Realm of Ultimate Reality and the Realm of Virtual God overlapped, and the heaven, earth, wind, thunder, water, volcanoes and swamps all materialized, forming a world of its own, abandoning the voice of the power of faith.
"It's not real after all." Zhan Changfeng raised his hand, and the meaning of earth, fire, feng shui, and the spear penetrated the scene, as if the mysterious force that reshaped the universe penetrated the world!
The brokenness of every world is the sound of mourning, which makes those who hear it sad.
"It's too much, how could it be so much!"
"We can't let her go, we have to teach her a lesson!"
Several monks nearby were greatly affected, and they attacked Zhan Changfeng without any explanation, throwing out their spells and combat skills desperately.
Zhan Changfeng drew out his sword and swept them all aside, his sword intent reaching towards Qi Huan.
Qi Huan's eyes darkened slightly, he didn't expect Jing Huanshi to be able to fix her, this person's strength was beyond expectation.
"One scene, one world, everything changes in just a moment." As soon as he said this, the scene of the fantasy world seemed to be frozen, and even the sword intention passing through the scene of the fantasy world was stagnant. As he took a step, the world came to life again, and the sword intention
He has also failed.
Zhan Changfeng smiled, "You can dodge one blow, but you can dodge thousands of them."
Thunder clouds rolled, the sky and the earth were dark, the rivers were surging, and thousands of thunderbolts were ferocious like dragons, swooping down from the sky. The sudden white light reflected the frightened faces, and the monks nearby fled one after another.
Qi Huan looked up to the sky, with divine light protecting him. His brows furrowed, like an offended god. Scenery Huanshi gathered around him again, and countless prayers and blessings entered the thunder clouds, as if he wanted to ask for the power of heaven to pull him away.
disperse.
The monks who believe in Tao are really in trouble. With a thought from Zhan Changfeng, thousands of purple-gold thunder and lightning struck into the same fantasy world, and the light shined brightly!
The self-repair speed of the fantasy world could not keep up with the destruction of thousands of lightnings. It shattered suddenly and the world trembled.
Qi Huan felt a severe pain in his heart, his eyes were weeping with blood, and a jade plate-shaped acquired sacred treasure in his palm struck Zhan Changfeng directly, "Those who blaspheme will eventually be blasphemed."