Zhan Ziyang's eyes were filled with strange blood-colored light, and he glanced arrogantly. The surging colorful divine thunder and the Yin-Yang Holy Sword trembled in his hands. The sun and moon swirled around him, and they suddenly attacked the colorful divine thunder.
thunder
"Zheng!"
The Holy Sword of Yin and Yang trembled, and the sun and the bright moon that originally surrounded Zhan Ziyang suddenly floated forward and merged into the Holy Sword of Yin and Yang.
"Boom!"
At the moment when the sun and the moon merged into the Yin-Yang Holy Sword, an extremely terrifying force suddenly surged out from the Yin-Yang Holy Sword, like a tornado. Even compared with the seven-color divine thunder, it was no different.
The thumping void thrums
"boom!"
The seven-colored divine thunder surged down, shaking the sky like rags, shaking violently, and the long and narrow space cracks suddenly opened. Destructive waves swept around like a tide, and the space was in tatters, and the Yin-Yang Holy Sword struck.
bumped into each other
"What kind of magic weapon is that? Is it so powerful that it can defeat the seven-color divine thunder?"
"Such a terrifying power may have exceeded the level of a top-grade spiritual weapon!"
"Is it a lower-grade magical weapon than a top-grade spiritual weapon?"
The disciples of Yuan Mingzong all around looked at the Yin Yang Holy Sword with fear as it collided with the seven-colored divine thunder.
Dong Feng's heart was filled with turmoil, and he looked closely at Zhan Ziyang, who was like a resurrected demon king, looking forward to his father's arrival soon, but Dong Feng also knew in his heart that with the distance between Yuan Mingzong and here, even if he
It still takes some time for his father to be able to teleport, so he has already made a decision in his mind. Once Zhan Ziyang survives the catastrophe, he will immediately open the eight-door golden lock array to seal it.
The colorful divine thunder and the yin-yang holy sword fused with the vision of the holy body, the black and white tornado burst out, violently collided, and the two were consumed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Zhan Ziyang's eyes were blood red, and the strange power caused by the vision was crazily injected into the Yin Yang Holy Sword, resisting the falling of the colorful divine thunder.
He is now in a very strange situation. His spiritual consciousness is sometimes awake and sometimes muddled. During the short period of time when he controlled the Yin Yang Holy Sword and the seven-color divine thunder, this change between being awake and muddy has already occurred.
Did it a thousand times
This is not a good phenomenon. Although the Yin and Yang Holy Body begins to awaken and can cause visions of the Holy Body, Zhan Ziyang did not fully control this vision. Even after passing the punishment of heaven, he tried to control the vision.
However, I found that I could only control the vision of the holy body for some defense, but it was not very useful at all, so I never used it.
This is because his own strength is not enough to trigger the vision battle. Only when his strength gradually becomes stronger, can he truly gradually control the Holy Body vision against the enemy.
Otherwise, the vision of the holy body is a double-sided blade, which can kill both the enemy and the owner. Just like Zhan Ziyang in the huge pit, because of the resentment in his heart, his spiritual consciousness was temporarily unclear, so he killed the holy body.
The vision was triggered. Although this was not a real vision of the Holy Body, it almost caused him to lose his soul on the spot. His life essence was rapidly passing away.
At this moment, Zhan Ziyang was suppressing the vision of the Holy Body with all his strength. Taking advantage of the moment when he regained consciousness, Zhan Ziyang controlled his body and forcibly suppressed the vision of the Holy Body, even though the seven-color divine thunder had not been struck yet.
They were all offset, but Zhan Ziyang couldn't care less.
If he continues like this, he may be backlashed by the vision at any time and die in terror.
The power of the Yin Yang Holy Sword gradually weakened and began to tremble violently, as if it could no longer withstand the bombardment of the colorful divine thunder.
Zhan Ziyang's body is now like a cage, tightly locking the vision that he forcibly suppressed. Then the vision dissipated and his eyes returned to clarity.
"Boom!"
The seven-colored divine thunder, which had offset most of its power, whizzed down and the Yin-Yang Holy Sword was immediately shot down and crashed into Zhan Ziyang's arms, causing him to fall quickly.
"puff!"
Zhan Ziyang's blood spurted out wildly, and all the internal organs in his body were shattered. Even though most of the power of this colorful divine thunder had been offset, it was still not something he could easily resist.
His body was covered with cracks, as if it would break at any time. If it weren't for the nine-turn armor being used by Zhan Ziyang to activate the defense at the last moment, he would have died under the seven-color divine thunder.
"boom!"
Zhan Ziyang was struck by the colorful divine thunder and fell heavily to the ground. A large amount of blood flowed out from under his body. His breath was extremely weak. Most of his life essence had been lost. If he could not get it in time,
Supplement, then the ending of death cannot be changed
Dong Feng looked at Zhan Ziyang with surprise, whose aura was weak and seemed to disappear at any time. He was filled with disbelief and murmured: "He really withstood the seven-color divine thunder?"
Not only him, but also other Yuan Ming Sect disciples and the monk in the late stage of returning to the void, all looked at Zhan Ziyang who was seriously injured and whose breath was extremely weak with incredible eyes.
Even if they think of the seven-colored divine thunder now, they still have lingering fears. The power of the seven-colored divine thunder can be compared to the power of the last heavenly tribulation of the Nine-Ninth Tribulation. However, Zhan Ziyang used the peak cultivation level of the late True Spirit to resist.
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However, after only being surprised for a moment, Dong Feng woke up, glanced at the monks setting up the eight-door golden lock array with a gloomy look, and said through a message: "Get ready to launch the array."
"yes!"
The eight people agreed at the same time, and made their hands to seal the secrets. Strange symbols suddenly appeared in front of the eight people, and then followed the eight people's guidance and flew into the formation in front of them.
Eight kinds of bright divine lights suddenly shined out when those symbols were integrated into the eyes of the formation, like colorful pillars that reached the sky, soaring straight into the sky, and then collapsed.
Eight jade gates with lights of various colors slowly emerged after the colorful pillars collapsed. As the eight people's ten-finger spiritual techniques changed, dozens of colorful lines were suddenly separated from each other, and the eight jade gates were separated.
Connect the gaps between doors
Immediately, the eight disciples of Yuan Mingzong who arranged the eight-door golden lock array pushed forward the seals in their hands and shouted at the same time: "Array starts!"
"Buzz!"
The void suddenly trembled, and there was a harsh buzzing sound. Then eight jade gates suddenly flew forward and quickly rotated around Zhan Ziyang. A thick colored mist enveloped Zhan Ziyang like a cage.
Go in without a trace
At this time, the eight jade gates also stopped rotating and floated in mid-air. Each of them separated its colorful threads, trapping the colorful mist in it and completely trapping Zhan Ziyang. The eight-door golden lock formation was now completed.
All this is a long story, but in reality it only lasts a moment
At the moment when the Eight-Door Golden Lock Formation was formed, the calamity clouds in the sky slowly dissipated, revealing a dim and almost invisible Yin-Yang Fish Figure, spraying out a piece of purple mist, ignoring the obstruction of the Eight-Door Golden Lock Formation, slowly
Floated into the formation, bulging up the body of Zhan Ziyang who was in pieces on the ground, like a purple cocoon shell, floating into the air inside the formation