Tian Yuan Xian Ji

Chapter 239 Confrontation ([-])

Zhuang Xinqian also knows this point, his Thunder Binding Sealing Technique is strong if it is strong, but it must be supported by its own spiritual power, the so-called strong move will damage itself, just now it caught him by surprise and sealed his golden wheel and body, which has already consumed a lot Spiritual power.

Now that his mantra has been sealed, most of the spiritual power in his body has been consumed.

After all, he is only in the middle stage of foundation establishment, relying on his own spiritual roots and magical powers to compete with late stage monks, but he will definitely suffer a big loss if he fights with the late stage monks in this way.

Make a quick decision, otherwise even if you kill this person, your spiritual power will be exhausted, and you will undoubtedly die in this chaotic situation.

Lightning arcs flickered on Zhuang Xinqian's body, and the figure disappeared, appearing beside the old man, making seals with both hands: "Thunder Cage, Sixteen Thunder Pillars."

Sixteen huge lightning pillars more than ten feet high formed in mid-air, surrounding the old man. Huge purple lightning flashed out from the thunder pillars, instantly submerging the area tens of feet wide into a purple sea.

The lightning illuminated the sky and the earth into a piece of purple light, and amidst the flashes of thunder, only the sound of the Buddha's chant was heard.

The old man sat cross-legged in the air, and a phantom of a Buddha appeared behind him, and the phantom gradually turned into reality. Unbelievable solemnity and majesty.

The purple thunder and lightning submerged the Buddha in an instant, and the Buddha's golden light shielded his body, standing still. Zhuang Xinqian's body flashed with lightning arcs, and his figure flickered, criss-crossing among the sixteen thunder pillars.

Hundreds of feet to the right of the two, He Ziyang, a genius disciple of the Qingyang Sect, and a pale-faced Mo Sect monk were also fighting fiercely.

He Ziyang's supernatural powers were astonishing, and he was facing a late-stage foundation-building cultivator of the Corpse Puppet Sect. He used puppets and corpse puppets to form an iron barrel formation, and surrounded himself.

Three lifelike humanoid puppets are arranged in a zigzag shape, each of which has the combat power of a monk in the middle stage of foundation establishment, and two corpse puppets are distributed on his left and right sides.

At this moment, the man was complaining in his heart. With his fully armed puppets and corpse puppets, not to mention sweeping the Jindan cultivators, at least he was also crossing the Xingang Foundation Establishment generation.

But when he met such a monster, he completely restrained all his means, so that he could only parry, but had no power to fight back.

With a flash of He Ziyang's figure, a thin jet of water shot out from between the palms, and the jet of water seemed to be as thick as a pinky finger, hitting the man.

The man's face was solemn, and he didn't dare to be careless. The three puppets attacked head-on and surrounded him.

A puppet in the middle opened its mouth and spewed out a huge beam of light towards the water column. When the two collided, the seemingly small water column was actually extremely powerful and suppressed the huge beam of light.

The water column defeated the beam of light, hit the puppet's face, and sent it flying more than ten feet away. Fortunately, the puppet's skin was rough and thick, and it was brave enough to die.

At the same time, beams of light spewed out from the mouths of the left and right puppets hit He Ziyang's body, and his whole body suddenly turned into a water state.

In an instant, those water balls condensed together again, turning into a human form, and now He Ziyang was in the shape.

This is exactly his innate supernatural power, hydration.Able to transform itself into water form, water has no form and form, and is not afraid of any physical attack.

He Ziyang made seals with his hands, and balls of water bubbles formed in mid-air, and struck towards the man.

The moment the water bubble touched the figure of the puppet, it suddenly swelled and turned into a water prison several feet in size, binding the three puppets in the water prison.

Seeing this, the man from the Corpse Puppet Sect pinched a spell in his hand, and the three puppets were bloody, and the water dungeon was swept away by the blood, and they burst one after another.

The Corpse Puppet Sect man knew that his attack would not cause real damage to him, so he put on a defensive posture. He Ziyang didn't break his strategy for a while. Thick and thick, the fearless puppet delays, and he can't defeat the enemy for a while.

The two couldn't stand still.

On the other side, a tall golden figure fought with several disciples of the Demon Sect. The tall figure was full of golden light, flickering in the air, and the monks of the Demon Sect who besieged him were completely guarded.

The tall figure is a golden giant ape. The golden eyes are as big as copper lamps. The hair on the whole body is windless and automatic. It is majestic and extremely domineering. body.

His figure flashed among the crowd, looking ahead and suddenly behind.

"Bang", with a loud noise, the golden giant ape appeared behind a man, and its huge fist hit the shield of his defensive spiritual weapon, causing the shield to shake a few times.

The man flipped his hands over and slashed down with a red long knife, the figure of the giant ape had long since disappeared.

Suddenly, the giant ape appeared behind another man more than ten feet away.

The gleaming golden figure pressed hard on the mysterious bell protecting him like an ape demon hugging the moon.

There was a loud bang, and the Xuanzhong seemed to be hit by the mountain of Mount Tai. There were cracks in the huge Xuanzhong, and the black light shrank.

The man from the Demon Sect under the mysterious bell was terrified. His mysterious bell is a high-grade spiritual weapon that is good at defense, and its texture is tough. He relied on this bell to escape danger several times. Below, crack marks appear.

He was full of fear and anger in his heart, and regretted coming to besiege this man.

The golden giant ape hit the black bell almost to the point of cracking it, and huge bright fists came one after another, making the black clock shake unceasingly, the cracks were getting bigger and bigger, and it was about to shatter.

In mid-air, a three-legged tripod rose against the wind, turning into a size of more than ten feet and pressing down on the giant ape.

The giant ape struck with both fists, hitting the cauldron with a bang, the two were in a stalemate, and the rest of the people made a decisive move.

The silver thread as thin as a cicada's wings had wrapped around the body of the giant ape at some point, a monk made a formula in his hand, and the silver thread burst into light, binding his body tightly, and the giant ape's body could not be broken once he struggled.

Several people took advantage of this opportunity to hit him with many spells and spiritual weapons.

The densely packed spells and light from spirit weapons flooded that space in the blink of an eye.

The gigantic ape shrank suddenly, and turned into a man with smooth eyebrows and bright eyes. He clasped his hands together and shouted loudly: "The void flows."

He opened his hands slowly, as if tearing the world apart. There was a violent fluctuation in the originally calm space. The space was tearing apart, and a black round hole emerged. As his hands opened wider and wider, the black round hole also grew bigger and bigger. big.

In that black hole, nothing can be seen clearly, nothing can be seen, and there is nothing but nothingness.

The black hole was pulled to a size of several feet and blocked in front of him. The crowd's many spells and spiritual weapons were swallowed by the black hole, like mud falling into the sea, without a sound.

Seeing this, several members of Mozong hurriedly took back the spirit weapon to avoid falling into the black hole.

The black hole is like a gigantic beast that devours the world, and many spells and beams of light from spiritual weapons are completely absorbed by it.

Jiang Yuhuan slowly closed his hands, and the black hole gradually disappeared.

"What kind of spell is this? Why is it so weird that it absorbs all our attacks?" Mozong turned pale in astonishment and asked

"It must be a space-type spell. The black hole forms a world of its own, and our attacks fall into that world." One person frowned.

There were five of them, two monks in the middle stage of foundation establishment, and three monks in the early stage of foundation establishment. They were actually pinned down by one of them. Seeing his endless methods, they were a little overwhelmed.

While the two were talking, Jiang Yuhuan's figure had transformed into a huge peacock bird. The peacock bird made a clear cry, and the five-color light burst out, and the silver threads on his body were swept away by the five-color light, and fell off.

A man in the Demon Sect turned pale with shock. His silver thread is a top-grade spiritual tool. The material is taken from the silk thread of the golden silkworm monster clan. It is extremely tough and capable of changing. Shrink, the silver wire can also change accordingly.

It is a very special type of rare treasure among spiritual weapons. Since he owned this treasure, he has built a surprise attack many times, and he has never missed it.

He didn't want to be swept away by the five-colored light of the peacock, but it fell off. He was afraid that the treasure would be destroyed, so he used a move to call the treasure back. He held it in his hand and saw that the silver thread had been cut into countless small holes, almost broken.

His heart hurts endlessly.

The peacock got rid of the silver wire, and the five-color light swept towards everyone. Several people saw the five-color light break free from the silver wire, and they expected it to be extremely sharp, so they dared not touch it.

They greeted each other with spiritual weapons.

The five-color rays of light intertwined with the lights of many spiritual weapons, but they were finally defeated by the power of many spiritual tools. They were suppressed at the first contact, and gradually disappeared.

The peacock flickered, turned into a human form, and disappeared suddenly.

"Be careful." One person shouted, before he finished his sentence, he saw a golden giant ape appearing above another man, his hands pressed down like hugging the moon, and it was the man who was attacked by the ape demon pressure technique just now.

The golden giant ape pressed down on the cracked Xuanzhong like a mountain in Taiyue. With a loud bang, the Xuanzhong broke inch by inch and shattered to the ground.

The giant ape's huge golden fist smashed down, the man's complexion changed drastically, his body retreated violently, and with a flip of his hand, a long knife rose in the wind, hitting his golden giant fist.

The giant ape's fists were like the wind, the light of the long knife suddenly diminished, and it was slapped away by the giant ape.

The rest of the people also attacked, and the giant ape shrank and turned into a human again, disappearing.

Appeared behind another man in the blink of an eye, but that man seemed to have expected it, a black inkstone rose against the wind and hit the giant ape.

As soon as the giant ape emerged, it saw the inkstone coming and greeted it with both fists.

When the two collided, the body of the giant ape was thrown several feet away by the inkstone.

"Everyone, don't panic, I have seen through his technique." The man shouted loudly
"Fellow Daoist Wu, what kind of kung fu is this person practicing? It's so weird? His body shape is constantly changing, his methods are endless, and he can travel through space." One person asked

"Everyone gather to me, don't let him find the loopholes and break them one by one."

Hearing his words, several people came to his side in a blink of an eye, and one of them asked, "What's going on?"

(End of this chapter)