Circles of phantoms of the tower body were constantly shot out, and the mysterious symbols showed signs of collapse. Ouyang Qianhan urged the tower to protect himself, but the effect was minimal.
Powerful magic weapons must be used with corresponding cultivation levels. This tower is now at most equivalent to the aura of a monk in Dongxu Dzogchen.
However, since Wang Yuan's cultivation level broke through to the middle stage of Dongxu, at full strength, every blow could cause damage to Ouyang Qianhan, who was pretending to be in the Dzogchen realm of Dongxu. The blows caused Ouyang Qianhan to vomit blood.
Ouyang Qianhan's heart was so intense that the lightning mark between his eyebrows was about to break away, but it had no effect. The thunder he waved was almost ineffective against Wang Yuan, most of it was absorbed, and only a small part was unable to affect Wang Yuan at this moment.
It has an effect and makes him feel comfortable when hit on his body.
"I will not be defeated. My status is noble, but you are just a loser. Die!" Ouyang Qianhan roared, and a blood arrow spurted out from his mouth, turning into a big bloody net. He had already begun to fight with all his strength.
In the realm of Dongxu Dzogchen, this big blood-colored net has infinite power, like a blood-colored crystal, dotted with light and shining brightly.
Whoosh!
The big blood-colored net covered Wang Yuan who stepped out of the space. Ouyang Qianhan's eyes lit up, and he was about to activate the magic formula to practice, but his face suddenly changed. It turned out to be an afterimage, not the real body at all.
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This is just an instant. Although this big net is not one of the ten spells of Yuqing, it is a spell given by Ouyang Qianhan's master. This net is composed of essence and blood, and it consumes an extremely large amount of energy every time it is cast.
Ouyang Qianhan tried his best to use the essence and blood in his current state, but it was all in vain.
It can be imagined how fast Wang Yuan is. With the many ghost shadows and the tyranny of his physical body, every move is as fast as lightning, and this does not include shrinking the ground to an inch to open up space.
"Bah bang bang!"
The dull and powerful sounds were connected together, like one voice, and slapped Ouyang Qianhan three times on the face, sending him rolling in the air.
Ouyang Qianhan wanted to die, but more of it turned into anger. He summoned the bloody net with a roar, and covered Wang Yuan who was not even hiding.
laugh!
As soon as the swords fell together, the big net that Ouyang Qianhan had painstakingly formed was broken by Wang Yuan simply and rudely. However, Ouyang Qianhan, who cast the forbidden spell, was indeed powerful at this moment. Wang Yuan's face turned pale, but very
Will be back to normal soon.
The Dark King hid in the dark and secretly watched this scene. His nostrils were wide open and his mouth could not be closed. He was so dumbfounded. He trembled and said: "The master is so strong. It is simply outrageous. Who is the other party? He is famous in the immortal world."
Ouyang Qianhan, but isn’t this pretty boy playing in the palm of his master’s hands? Hurry up and beat this pretty boy to death!”
The big blood-colored net was broken, and Ouyang Qianhan suffered more backlash. Suddenly, blood continued to spit out, and his whole body was dyed red. If the golden pagoda hadn't been of a higher level, the magic weapon and he would have died in Wang Yuan's hands.
He was always at a disadvantage, and occasionally counterattacked but to no avail. Instead, he was met with a violent counterattack. Each of Wang Yuan's punches contained his understanding of life and death, and he also blessed various spells. Although he did not use magic weapons,
This body is the most powerful and most suitable magic weapon for him.
boom!
Ice, fire and thunder, three series of rays of light kept flashing on the fist, containing the power of the extreme. In an instant, they hit the golden tower and destroyed each other. It had long lost its initial momentum. The tower was badly damaged and could no longer withstand Wang Yuan's power.
Attacked.
Of course Ouyang Qianhan knew that as soon as the golden pagoda was broken, he would die. It was impossible to escape, and it was even more impossible to fight back. The vitality continued to flow away, making him confused.
"Dong Yu, Dong Yu, I, Ouyang Qianhan, am at odds with you!" Roaring in his heart, Ouyang Qianhan took advantage of the moment when he was knocked away to cast the ice crystal giant spell and the mountain splitting cloud spell.
An ice crystal giant larger than what Wang Yuan had seen before fell from the sky, caught the giant sword in mid-air, and roared again and again, containing the anger of Ouyang Qianhan and the aura of Dongxu Great Perfection.
Wang Yuan's eyes flashed and he flew forward to meet him, blasting away with the ice crystal giant.
Bang bang bang!
Continuous fist strikes, crazy strong winds were vented in all directions, ice crystals were flying, strong winds rose suddenly, the force split the ground dozens of feet below, and small cracks appeared in the sky, as if it was about to split at any time.
The ice crystal giant, which had always been invincible in the past, was beaten by Wang Yuan's fists with loud bangs today. Even if the huge sword slashed Wang Yuan's body, it only shattered the black clothes, revealing his strong and sturdy body, and white light flashed from time to time.
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Ouyang Qianhan realized that this was an opportunity. This man actually ignored him and fought with the ice crystal giant.
The opportunity was too good to miss and would never come again. Ouyang Qianhan tried his best to cultivate, but a mouthful of reverse blood suddenly spurted out. His face was ashen. As he gritted his teeth, the meridians in his body were broken, but he finally flew to the other side.
On the other hand, he planned to escape.
"Hey! Did I let you go?" The Dark King's arrogant voice suddenly came, flying up from below and staring at Ouyang Qianhan with a sneer.
When had Ouyang Qianhan ever been so angry? Moreover, the demon cultivator in front of him was the character he had just raised his hand to kill. Time did not allow him to kill this demon. He did not even look at the Dark King and turned to the other side.
go.
The Dark King laughed loudly, moved his body, blocked Ouyang Qianhan's way again, and cast a spell to cover the entire sky with black mist.
Ouyang Qian shivered with cold air, Dongxu's perfect aura condensed, his thoughts flew out, and the thunder sword made a harsh friction sound and stabbed towards the Dark King.
On the other side, the ice crystal giant was beaten to pieces by the arrogant Wang Yuan, breaking the giant sword with one punch. Wang Yuan roared fiercely towards the sky, his fighting spirit increased sharply, and he fell to the ground crazily, smashing the ground with each punch.
It collapsed, and the entire continent shook.
Wang Yuan got out of this state with a confused initiation. He frowned slightly, but his body immediately disappeared, and the next moment he appeared in front of the Dark King.
The Dark King originally wanted to get back some of the original interest when Ouyang Qianhan was at the end of his rope, but even a skinny camel was bigger than a horse. The Dark King suffered a small loss and was about to bite Ouyang Qian with ferocity.
Han, Wang Yuan's figure appeared.
"Master, Xiao Hei stopped this pretty boy. Hum, the pretty boy actually wanted to escape." The Dark King quickly took credit.
With Wang Yuan's cold glance, the Dark King immediately stepped back dozens of feet and looked at Wang Yuan in horror.
Turning his head back to look at Ouyang Qianhan, his breath was already unsteady, and the forbidden spells were about to reach the bottom line. Dongxu Dzogchen's cultivation was aborted by Wang Yuan's sudden burst of strength before he could even use it.
"Ouyang Qianhan's cultivation level cannot represent all Dongxu Dzogchen monks. He only improved temporarily with the help of secret methods. The real Dongxu Dzogchen monks are far stronger than him. Even in my current state,
Avoid its sharp edges."
Ouyang Qianhan felt that his soul was weak, and his strength was gradually withdrawn. His face turned pale, his body shook, and he spurted out a large mouthful of blood.
"I remember you, Dong Yu! You...you actually have such a powerful strength." Staring at Wang Yuan, Ouyang Qianhan's eyes showed unwillingness, but he knew his situation best, and Jinta also
At the end, the inscriptions on it were blurred and needed to be repaired in time.
He grabbed the fairy sword from Ouyang Qianhan's hand with one hand and threw it into the storage bag without looking at it. Ouyang Qianhan began to struggle desperately.
Wang Yuan glanced at him with disdain and said coldly: "You are much worse than Xing Hanjin, let alone Xuan Yantian."
Wang Yuan and Xing Han Jin fought against each other. At that time, Xing Han Jin fought with the same level of cultivation as Wang Yuan. At that time, Xing Han Jin gave Wang Yuan the impression that this person had calculated every step and was above all in cultivation and scheming.
, Wang Yuan admired him alone.
As soon as these words came out, the scars in Ouyang Qianhan's heart were revealed. He had to admit it, but he refused to say it, "He is a junior brother. As a senior brother, I have a higher level of cultivation than him!"
Suddenly, a small golden sword shot out from between Ouyang Qianhan's eyebrows, and in the blink of an eye it penetrated into Wang Yuan's sea of consciousness, making it inevitable to avoid it.
Ouyang Qianhan wanted to directly break Wang Yuan's consciousness and make him an idiot, but he still underestimated Wang Yuan.
The "Three Death Stones" guarded themselves, and the desolate atmosphere surged into the sea of consciousness, crushing the golden sword into pieces.
Wang Yuan suddenly opened his eyes, which turned into eyes of reversal, and a red light flew out and penetrated into Ouyang Qianhan's sea of consciousness, repaying him with his own way.
"ah!"
Ouyang Qianhan covered his head and howled in pain, and the thunder mark between his eyebrows disappeared with a whoosh.
But a jade slip flew out from Ouyang Qianhan's storage bag, and it turned out to be a message slip. Wang Yuan had sharp eyes and grabbed the jade slip in his hand. If he was discovered by any old monster from the Yuqing sect,
Then Wang Yuan is about to enter a state of eternal catastrophe.
The biggest difficulty in killing the disciples of the sect is not their cultivation, but their means of saving lives. Almost all of them have ways of escaping, so they are difficult to kill and impossible to guard against.
This jade slip was just the beginning. Wang Yuan expected that there would be endless magic weapons that could protect the master in the future.
Sure enough, Ouyang Qianhan was surrounded by various lights, and jade slips flew out one after another. However, Wang Yuan caught and destroyed all the jade slips, preventing the old monsters from discovering them.
"Hmph, I will use the Eye of Rebellion in your sea of consciousness to destroy your thoughts, so that your cultivation will stop here!" Wang Yuan said with a sinister smile.
The thoughts of life and death turned into a black and gray Tai Chi diagram, fell into Wang Yuan's hands, and pressed it on Ouyang Qianhan's eyebrows without hesitation. This time, it was a hundred times, ten thousand times stronger than the evil intention contained in the Eye of Rebellion.
The thoughts rushed into Ouyang Qianhan's sea of consciousness. He screamed and his whole body began to curl up and convulse.
But the scene that Wang Yuan least wanted to see happened. The moment he pressed into the Tai Chi Diagram of Life and Death, it seemed that a seal in Ouyang Qianhan's sea of consciousness was activated, and a stream of thoughts spread out.
"Oops!" Wang Yuan raised his head and found that the entire space was instantly filled with very strong pressure. This pressure was generated by the Dacheng-stage monks!