The blazing white fireball penetrated everything, emitting a light that was more dazzling than Meng Daoyan's rebirth sun.
Then, the fireball exploded!
The resentment of the true immortal was as thick as ink, as if it were dripping into a calm pool, and the entire large sun group was instantly dyed pitch black.
ah……
Meng Daoyan let out a shrill scream and wailed!
Ning Yi could clearly see the true immortal resentment. Meng Daoyan, who had not yet stepped out of the resurrection light group, had a look of fear and panic on his face. In order to fight against the true immortal resentment, he used the power of heaven to stir up chaos in the world.
Chaos, a thick chain of rules, emerged from behind him, connecting the entire heaven.
However, the resentment of the true immortal is like seeing food.
It followed the trend, climbed along the chain of rules, and invaded the avenue where Meng Daoyan merged, as if it wanted to occupy this avenue.
The resentment of a true immortal is extremely poisonous and powerful.
He was originally the remnant of the will of the Four Ultimate True Monarchs, bathed in the tribulation of immortality. He also fought against the way of heaven and merged into the chains of rules. Now the invasion is just a repeat of the past. However, to Meng Daoyan, it is the real deal.
Great disaster.
The chain of rules is where his Dao root lies, the foundation of the semi-immortal.
If the resentment of the true immortal is really taken over, he will undoubtedly die. Since the occupied part is like a stuck in the throat, not only will his strength be greatly damaged, but the foundation for becoming an immortal will no longer be perfect. This is more difficult for Meng Dao than destroying his body and severely damaging his soul.
Feeling uncomfortable.
Take advantage of his illness and kill him!
The four magical iron weapons in Ning Yi's hands burst into dazzling light, and the immortal energy swept across the four directions. He hit the rebirth sun with a stick. In an instant, a corner of the net of heaven's way cracked, the avenue shook, and Meng Daoyan's true spirit integrated into the way of heaven was beaten.
Collapsed, the great day of rebirth collapsed, and a terrifying energy spread thousands of miles away in nothingness.
With one blow, Meng Daoyan fell.
A green-gray simple formation disk is revealed from the body, exuding a compelling immortal power. It is nothing else, it is really a void disk of immortal weapons.
Ning Yi's eyes lit up, and he was just about to capture this immortal soldier. Before he could make a move, a green light appeared on the void plate, and instantly disappeared into the void.
Ning Yi reached out and grabbed it, but it was empty.
Immortal soldiers have spirits, and it is indeed not easy to capture them.
Ning Yi had just fought against Meng Daoyan and had tried his best. Under such circumstances, it was indeed a bit difficult to capture the void disk.
"Our family really didn't make any mistakes."
In Chang'an City, Eunuch Fan's eyes were filled with divine light. He looked out into the endless void, and a smile couldn't help but appear on his face.
"He actually won."
Prince Ning looked incredulous and asked in a low voice: "What kind of person like Meng Daoyan died like this."
"die?"
Eunuch Fan shook his head and said: "Meng Daoyan is already a half-immortal. When he falls, it will definitely cause a celestial phenomenon. Old Nudao believes that Meng Daoyan was severely damaged in this battle, but he was not half dead."
"My father-in-law is right."
Prince Ning looked at the void carefully and nodded slowly, finally agreeing with Eunuch Fan's guess.
Pang Mansion, underground.
Pang Ji looked at a precious mirror suspended in front of him. The scene in the void battle was clearly reflected in the mirror. At this time, Ning Yi was holding a long stick and looking at the void around him with divine light in his eyes.
"it's over."
Pang Ji sighed, and the eyes of this powerful prime minister showed shock. He recalled the scene of Ning Yi scolding all the ministers in the court some time ago, and said: "Old Ancestor, this son has become a leader. With this son's energy, the royal family will
He pushed us ahead, and our family's life was terrible and difficult."
In the huge ancient tree, the ancestor of the Pang family laughed strangely, looked into the mirror and said: "It's over? It's too early. Although this son has inherited the Immortal Treasure of the Four Supreme Masters, after all, he has not practiced for a long time.
Short. It looks brave, but in fact, death is not far away. It seems that among us old ghosts, Old Ghost Meng will be the first to realize the true immortality."
Pang Ji was stunned. Meng Daoyan had already been defeated. Could he still be able to turn the tables?
He was about to ask a question when he saw a sudden change in the mirror.
All he saw was a short arrow suddenly flying out of the void. The short arrow was as black as ink, with countless strange spiritual patterns engraved on it. These spiritual patterns looked like insects but not insects, exuding a strange and evil aura. Pang Ji took a look and only
He felt that the arrow magnified in front of his eyes, and countless spiritual patterns turned into strange insects, swarming into his soul. For a moment, Pang Ji felt that his soul was being torn into pieces. He was shocked in his heart and secretly screamed, "I'm going to die."
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Before I fainted, I couldn't help but think of it.
What a ferocious thing this arrow is. Just looking at the image in the glasses shows such power. If we really had to face it, even a monk in the Mahayana realm would be killed instantly.
The moment Ning Yi saw the short arrow, there was nothing else in his field of vision.
However, Ning Yi's spiritual cultivation level is far from comparable to Pang Ji's.
Even so, his spirit was shaken. Looking at the flying short arrow, he knew that he had nowhere to hide and could only shake this spirit. Without him, this magical power was specially used to target.
When visiting Yue Wu that day, Ning Yi had already obtained Meng Daoyan's trump card from Yue Wu.
The reason why Meng Daoyan was able to kill the Tianxiang Sect, which had reached the semi-immortal realm, was because of this short arrow. This arrow was not a real arrow, but a condensed form of magical power. The magical power is famous as the Seventh Nail Head.
The Arrow Book is a type of Tiangang supernatural power.
This magical power is different from other thirty-six types of magical powers. When it is activated, it needs to be worshiped for seventy-seven and forty-nine days, and each time it is activated, it can only be targeted at one person. In other words, Meng Daoyan has prepared to send this arrow.
A full seventy-seventy-nine days.
Because there are many restrictions, this arrow is extremely powerful.
Once cast, there is no way to avoid being targeted and can only be blocked. Moreover, this arrow is designed to kill divine souls. Once struck, the three souls and seven souls are nailed to death and cannot move. Let alone casting spells, it is difficult to even move.
.In this case, you will be in a desperate situation, and your life and death can only be manipulated by magic.
What a talented person in the Tianxiang Sect back then, who fell victim to this technique, was killed by the Meng clan.
Thousands of years later, this strange magic reappeared.
As soon as the short arrow appeared, it disappeared into Ning Yi's soul.
Ning Yi's body trembled and he froze on the spot. His pupils instantly became extremely dark. Countless insect-like spiritual patterns occupied the entire pupils and spread towards the four directions.
In the mud palace cave, a golden dragon lies across it.
Ten short arrows were nailed to the golden dragon's body, and countless insect-like spiritual patterns emerged from the arrow bodies. With the arrow as the center, they spread towards the golden dragon. The golden dragon let out a cry of pain and drew out its power from the void.
Constantly fighting against ten short arrows, destroying the terrifying power attached to the arrows.
The void rippled slightly, and Meng Daoyan walked out of it.
He looked the same as before, but his breath was much weaker than before. He rubbed his temples and felt a splitting pain in his head, as if there was a huge millstone grinding his soul all the time. This kind of
The pain was beyond what humans could bear. Even he felt like he was about to collapse.
"It's worth losing your life in exchange for a fairy plant."
As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Daoyan suddenly held his head and screamed in pain, then raised his head and looked at Ning Yi who was standing still, with murderous intent in his eyes, and slapped him down with a palm.
