The word "war" was broken, and golden light and rain gathered all over the sky, and finally formed a figure. This is a middle-aged man with vicissitudes of life, dancing lightly in a golden battle suit. He was tall and black hair was like ink, slowly moving from illusion to reality.
, and finally completely solidified.
"The Will Projection!"
Xiao Yi said in a deep voice, this is a supernatural power that can be born only by the cycle of will. The means of turning virtual into reality can be enough to distort the real thing when it reaches this state.
There is no doubt that this is a powerful man whose will imprinted on the decree revived before destruction and turned into a projection of will.
"For many years, I actually saw the sunflower again."
The middle-aged man's eyes were flowing, and the aura of time was flowing all over his body. This aura was too long, and many people immediately understood. They looked strange and looked at the old man in green robe. His face was gloomy and his eyes were changing.
"Young man, your boxing skills are great."
The middle-aged man looked at Xiao Yi without any intimidating momentum, but instead had a kind of peace and peace. However, in Xiao Yi's spiritual world, an illusory sun emerged, and the sun shone in, penetrated into every inch of his soul.
land.
This is the will of the realm of reincarnation. Even after passing through the four paths of reincarnation, Xiao Yi had a feeling of being understood. His blood rushes. In the spiritual world, the war soul stood up, and a blood-colored divine mirror appeared on the middle of his eyebrows. Then,
An invisible power spread out, and the entire spiritual world was instantly stationary.
The middle-aged man exclaimed lightly, then sighed: "The cycle of reincarnation in the heavens is here again."
"Senior, do you want to protect him?" Xiao Yi suddenly said.
The middle-aged man's eyes moved and his admiration suddenly appeared, and he said, "Only by having such a will, can you finally survive the cycle of reincarnation. The true spirit will not fall. It seems that you have found your own path, which is a pity, just as you thought
The same."
Xiao Yi frowned and said, "You really want to protect him?"
The great power of a powerful projection of will has is hard to estimate. Even if there is only a wisp of will mark, it is not something that ordinary venerables can resist.
However, Xiao Yi was unable to retreat, not all for the sake of his childhood. But as a warrior, he was not always facing an existence that was weaker than himself. Only when facing a strong man could he be forced
Show your potential, break the shackles between life and death, and then establish. This is also the path of cultivation that Taokong has always followed. Although he is walking on thin ice, he will never be able to recover if he is not careful. However, the martial artist practices. He is very dangerous and wants to reach the peak.
.It must go through various disasters.
"Can you only cook frogs in warm water, and only the fire can calcinate Vajra!"
Xiao Yi's eyes were certain. With his empty hand, the Zhutian Gun turned from empty to solid. He held the cold gun body and a long-lost fighting spirit rose up. This was the beginning of life and death.
"Zhu Tian Gun! He is Xiao Yi!"
Suddenly, someone exclaimed and stared at the black spear. The cold spear body flashed with a cold metallic luster. There were traces of killing aura flowing, and nothingness created a cold air and the earth began to freeze.
It's him!
Bi Yuetian raised his eyes and said that in the past half month, there have been only a few people who have gained fame. Xiao Yi is among them.
"So it's Brother Xiao, Jin Yang is polite."
The eyes of the Jinyang Tiannv flashed gently, and in an instant, it was like spring flowers blooming. A person's eyes could produce so many changes. Many people were immersed in it, and only a few people showed fear. They realized the woman's profound will.
If you are not careful in your cultivation, you will be bewitched. You are really a terrible strong man.
I'm afraid it's stronger than the rumors!
Bi Yuetian thought to himself that he had vaguely received some news about the legend of the Divine Fire Ancestral Court, but firstly, he did not come from Nianhuang City, secondly, Xiao Yi and his party's journey was too fast, even he could not grasp it in time.
everything.
"You really want to take action?"
The middle-aged man's golden battle suit was dazzling, like glass. His eyes were peaceful and he had no momentum of a strong man. However, Xiao Yi felt the pressure more and more, which was the oppression from the soul.
"I am in the second stage of death. How to comprehend life and death and achieve great success still requires the success of my predecessors."
Xiao Yi's hand was shocked, and a clear dragon roar sounded, nothingness trembled, and a series of sparks splashed out from the barriers of space.
"Good gun! Good guns are better, a pity!"
After speaking, the middle-aged man was silent, and the four directions were silent. After a few breaths, the eyes of Jinyang Tiannv changed slightly. She retreated and moved out hundreds of feet at once. Bi Yuetian was slightly stunned, and then his expression changed drastically. He groaned.
, it also retreated suddenly, but a trace of blood was overflowing from the corners of his mouth.
Yuanhuatian and the other three had already withdrawn three miles away. At this moment, Beixue Xingtian's eyes were stern. He clearly felt an invisible spiritual pressure. This was the will of the two powerful men, almost filling several miles in a radius.
Every inch of void.
The old man also withdrew from the land for several miles. He thought about it and did not retreat. The king could not be given up because of the duel between the two powerful men. At least dozens of wills locked on him, all of them were in the heavenly beings.
Medium or above.
Dong!
After ten breaths like this, Xiao Yi suddenly leaned on the ground with the sky-killing spear in his hand, silently, and the earth cracked open, and large cracks extended into the distance, reaching hundreds of feet away.
boom!
The Sky-killing Gun stood, Xiao Yi took one step, and this step fell, as if the world had changed, and it seemed like it was a place of distant place, and it instantly appeared in front of the middle-aged man. Such a rapid speed made the barriers of space crack and the dark space
The cracks are thousands of threads, all of which are only as thick as hair, but ordinary venerables will be seriously injured or even die. However, only sparks of fire fell on Xiao Yi, which could not cause any damage.
Such a body is no different from a powerful person, but soon, a golden Taoist track is hazy and penetrates forward, with a dragon roar shocking the sky, Xiao Yi's dragon walks on the tiger steps, raises his fist and moves forward, and his blood behind him is like the sea, vaguely there is a slight sensation.
A wild dragon was roaring, and the domineering fist force directly shattered the space. Even middle-aged people looked at it and their eyes lit up.
Buzz!
He gently raised his index finger and instantly fell into the front as if gold was cast.
Xiao Yi was shocked. When he fell down, he could not avoid it, as if he took the initiative to send his fist to the other party.
Bang!
The fists and fingers intersect, but they are like golden bells ringing. The sound waves are enough to shake the space. Hundreds of feet away, countless people are bleeding in seven orifices, briefly blind, and their spiritual world is shaken.
The middle-aged man's figure swayed lightly, while Xiao Yi retreated dozens of feet. His spiritual world trembled slightly, and his war soul suppressed the upper and lower parts of the world. The blood-colored divine mirror stabilized his spirit and stabilized his will. Even if the other party's will reincarnation, it was just a spiritual mark.
No matter how strong the projection of will is, he is not the original deity. With endless years, he will at most have seven parts of his power at its peak.
roar!
The next moment, Xiao Yi swung his hands, and he evolved two boxing techniques at the same time, belonging to the two major branches of the Heavenly Fist. They are also the two boxing techniques created by Xiao Yi today. They use Taoism as the foundation and mystery as the bridge.
Grafting began.
This is Xiao Yi's first attempt to perform the Heavenly Fist. In fact, if it weren't for this moment, he wouldn't have tried it easily, because the two boxing techniques were just creations and needed to be continuously improved. Moreover, the two methods were incomplete, and all the mystery had not yet been understood.
The integration of Taoism and Dharma cannot be fully integrated, and there are flaws.
Buzz!
Who would have thought that as soon as Xiao Yifu tried to merge, a dazzling divine light burst out. This light was so dazzling, as if a divine sun was in the sky, even the light of the sun was compared, and the dragon roar and the Peng roar were intertwined.
A space crack that was several feet long appeared in front of Xiao Yi, and a crack that was half a foot wide conveyed a terrible devouring force.
"What kind of boxing is this!"
"What a terrible boxing posture. Some three or four turns of the book may not have such momentum. Is the Taoist law fusion? This is wind and fire."
Many strong men were stunned. Although many of them only had the cultivation level of the Soul-Molten Realm, they had lived for two or three hundred years. Perhaps they had not yet reached that level, but their experience and background were extremely profound and their eyesight was extraordinary.
If a middle-aged man has a slightly gaze, he is just a projection of will. No matter how strong he is, he is just a spiritual imprint. No matter how deep the realm is, it is difficult to last without strength. And endless years have passed, even a wisp of will has been eroded.
, a lot of it has been withdrawn. (To be continued...)