"Heart-born dharma, shackles of fire!" Ye Chenxi pointed at it, and the portal opened instantly. It was as gray as the initial chaos, but there was a strange power that filled the air, causing the clouds to roll down, and the sky.
It was replaced by bright red, and the aura in the air became hot and violent.
And the arena ignited a raging fire out of thin air. The flames surged and gathered together under the pull of the power to form shackles of flames that were several feet high.
Many people looked at him in unison, and the fiery light burned their eyes, forcing them to squint slightly and observe the battle through the gaps between their brows.
"Go!" With a snap of Ye Chenxi's fingers, the flaming shackles were like arrows leaving the string, carrying the terrifying heat that burned everything, and a powerful sealing aura rushed out, causing Xia Haochu, who was standing opposite, to freeze his eyes and pinch with both hands.
Down, his legs were wrapped in the hurricane, and he walked away from the ground at an astonishing speed.
The flame shackles were like tarsal maggots chasing after him, causing the distance between them to shorten rapidly, but still maintaining a relatively safe distance.
"In my domain, where can you escape to?" Ye Chenxi smiled coldly, and quickly changed his seals with his hands, causing the portal to overflow with flying snow, and the surrounding temperature dropped sharply, leaving the arena in a state of ice and fire.
The wonderful realm of heaven.
The biting cold wind roared in, making Xia Haochu shiver and slowing down his speed. At that moment, the terrifying high temperature released by the flame shackles behind him caused a burning sensation on his back.
Burning sensation.
There was a wolf in front of him and a tiger behind him, which put Xia Haochu in a dilemma. He looked at the battlefield that was half a sea of fire and half frost, and he vaguely made a decision in his heart. Under the control of his mind, the spiritual energy suddenly solidified at this moment, and the energy gushing out from his body
The dazzling golden light isolated the scorching flames from the icy wind and snow, causing the territory that belonged to Ye Chenxi to be suddenly divided into half. The luck and power of God in that half of the space were stripped from the former, and then all added to it.
On Xia Haochu.
At the same time, the unusual movement in the arena space attracted the attention of the big man in the void. The red-robed man in the Holy Light Palace shrank his eyes. The fluctuations emanating from Xia Haochu's body were completely different from Ye Chenxi's power. This powerful force was full of
The majestic aura made him extremely eager in his heart, as if by swallowing and refining it, he could attain Taoism and become a saint.
Mo Yuanzong Lei Tiannuo, the old man in the Yunze Merchant Alliance's Jinfu, and the stalwart man sitting in the void also opened their eyes and looked at it. Among the young talents of this generation, only Xia Haochu could make him take notice. This is why
He will send someone to deliver the invitation to Tianlan City.
Qi Qianming looked at the young man in white who was surrounded by golden light, and felt a little more pleased in his eyes. The moment the latter entered the army, he trained him as a successor, and the cruel and ruthless training made him the best in the army.
The sharp sword also allowed him to take off his immature feathers and grow into an eagle soaring in the sky.
Although the infinite magic power was extremely terrifying, he believed in the latter simply because he had never let himself down!
The old monk of Wuxiang Temple once again opened his eyes and looked in that direction. When he looked at the inviolable golden light, his body shook for the first time, and an unnoticed awe appeared in his turbid old eyes.
"Did you finally use all your strength?" Ye Chen muttered to himself, looking forward to Xia Haochu, who was wearing golden armor, with an extremely solemn expression.
There is a flaw in his heart, and this flaw comes from his jealousy, so that he must defeat the latter at any cost to prove his Taoist heart.
"The heaven and earth have righteous energy, mixed and endowed with fluid shapes; below are the rivers and mountains, and above are the sun and stars." Xia Haochu muttered something, and the billowing yellow gas emitted from his body, making it impossible for the evil thoughts to hide and turn into dirt.
The gray fog evaporated one after another.
Someone looked at this scene, and was shocked and at the same time seemed to be thinking. Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, and exhaled loudly, "This is great righteousness. Only the righteousness and purity of the heart can be condensed."
The old man in gray looked a little embarrassed. Others didn't know it, but he knew it clearly. From the moment he sensed the Tao charm in the latter's body, he had already judged this Tao-Dharma battle in his heart.
Above Xia Haochu's head, there is a shadow of a majestic mountain standing in the void. Among the mountain peaks, there is a mighty river rushing, and suspended above the mountains is the scorching sun hanging in the starry sky, with bright starlight and dazzling daylight.
The cross-brightness made it impossible for all evil to escape, and also caused the sea of fire to extinguish, the ice to melt, and even the ancient portal formed by the intertwined chains of Tao to tremble slightly.
"Thunder of Destruction, Mourning Li Feng, show me and destroy this person!" Ye Chenxi roared crazily, his eyes were already scarlet, he would never allow the latter to take away his light, even if he died, he would never
I won't let myself be reduced to a foil.
The ancient portal opened again, and the strange power suddenly pierced the sky, causing dark clouds to roll in the sky above Ye Chenxi. Shining arcs shuttled through it, and the breath of thunder was heart-stopping. Before Ye Chenxi bit her fingertips,
Under the obscure and incomprehensible seal written in blood, the aura condensed together and turned into a terrifying thunder that suddenly struck down.
At the same time, murmurs of resentment resounded along with the rich underworld energy, and a cold wind that could tear the heavens apart violently moved, causing thousands of figures standing below to sway left and right, losing their balance.
The boundless magical power uses thoughts as its source and conditions to perform its magic. The strength of its power depends on the will of the caster. Now Ye Chenxi's aura is disordered and almost crazy. There is no doubt that his magic is also more powerful than ever before.
Thunder came to the world, shattering the mountain shadows, causing the river to dry up, and almost destroying everything reflected in the void. It also made Xia Haochu's face pale, and his figure took dozens of steps back.
This is the backlash of Taoism, which is inevitable. If he cannot resist it, he will be annihilated in the thunder. As Ye Chenxi said, this is also the power of Taoism!
Under the scorching sun, resentful wails and heart-wrenching cries arise one after another, and there are even ghosts wandering around. They are not afraid of the terrifying temperature at all. With the endless power provided by the ancient portal, they are eternal.
The starry curtain in the sky was swept away by the wind, causing the starlight to dim, and even the stars appeared to be cracked.
Looking at this horrific and lopsided battle situation, some people had complicated eyes and expressed a lot of emotions, "The devil is rampant and good cannot defeat evil!"
After a moment of dead silence, someone whispered and secretly retorted, "In broad daylight, the universe is clear, and evil will never prevail against good!"
The old man in gray clothes, who had been observing the battle, was not happy when he saw this scene, but was full of worry, "The defeat has appeared, what a pity for my stupid disciple!"
At this moment, when thunder struck the starry sky and countless dead souls waved the scythe of death in the storm, the weak Xia Haochu looked directly at the portal, then moved his lips slightly and uttered the last words.
"People say it's vast, and it's so rich that it can block the sky; the imperial road should be clear and barbaric, and it should be contained in the clearing of the Ming Dynasty." (To be continued)