This flood is not right!

Chapter 121 The Gods of the Heavens
With the support of the aura of heaven and earth in a radius of thousands of miles, the big cyan seal fell down almost without a pause.

Similarly, the four-element formation supported by a huge amount of spiritual energy from heaven and earth has covered several miles at this moment, and the extremely strong strangling force is constantly suppressing the bright light on the surface of the wry smile.

Under the continuous smashing of the big seal and the suppression of the power of the formation, the bright light around Kuxiang's body is less than an inch away from his body surface, and his position has been knocked back hundreds of feet by the big seal.

"Monk, why do you accept the poor as a boy?" Standing outside the formation, Yu Qing looked at the bitter elephant in the formation, which seemed to have no power to fight back, and smiled lightly.

However, even though he said so, he was holding a spiritual formula in his hand all the time.

The Four Elephant Formation was under his control, so he naturally understood that although the Kuxiang appeared in a panic in the formation at the moment, it was not affected much, at most the energy and blood surged a little, and there would be no injuries.

"Although I don't understand what fellow daoist refers to by 'monk', but it's too early for fellow daoist to say that."

The big seal fell, and the heavy force forced Ku Xiang to retreat to resist. After hearing Yu Qing's plain words, he felt a little depressed.

Accidentally fell into Yu Qing's formation, and this formation is still composed of four low-grade fairy artifacts, the power is not weaker than ordinary middle-grade fairy artifacts, that's fine, it's nothing more than fee Work hard.

But Yu Qing added some lightning techniques to this formation, and this lightning technique also carried a bit of the charm of thunder disaster, which made it more difficult for him to break through the formation.

While being strangled by the four-element formation, every time the big seal condensed by the thunder falls, apart from the terrifying power, there are also strands of thunder aura bombarding his immortal body and soul, although it will not be injured. But it's annoying.

It is difficult to break the formation, but Yu Qing's teasing made him a little annoyed.

Although he didn't quite understand what the so-called "monk" meant in his mouth, he could tell from his tone that he was teasing himself with ill intentions.

"Then ask the monk to break the formation, otherwise the majestic fifth-rank angel can't even break through the formation laid by me, a third-rank angel, so you don't need to be so cheeky!" With a light smile, he stretched out his hand and pressed lightly on the formation, The majestic aura gathered here was divided into five parts and submerged into the four bracelets and the big seal in the formation.

"Su'er, you have to remember that if you make a mistake in the immortal fighting technique, you may be lost forever."

After finishing this, Yu Qing turned her head and said loudly to Su'er who was standing in the distance watching the battle.

"Just like this great monk, the cultivation of the fifth-rank celestial being fell into my formation just because of a carelessness, and if there is no other means, he will be obliterated by me sooner or later."

"Brother, write it down!" Facing Yu Qing's instruction, Su'er smiled sweetly and nodded obediently.

The two didn't transmit sound, but deliberately let the suffering elephants in the formation shout loudly. This gesture made the suffering elephants face a bit annoyed.

"The gods transform the secret method!"

When Kuxiang's mood fluctuated and became annoyed, Yu Qing, who was always in control of the formation and observing him, immediately unleashed a magical power.

A cloud of mist with a colorful streamer that makes people feel erratic, seems to be able to arouse all kinds of emotions and desires in the heart, fell into the formation, and then took advantage of the strongest blow of the blue seal to smash open a crack on Zhou Mingguang, the body of the bitter elephant Did not enter the body of the bitter elephant.

Without Kuxiang not knowing it, Yu Qing's supernatural power quietly infects his mind and immortal soul.

"Monk, enjoy it!"

Outside the formation, seeing the mysterious colorful light suddenly appearing from Kuxiang's body, the corners of his mouth slowly curled up.

This supernatural power of the heavenly gods' secret method, but Huanglong used it for a full 300 years. During this period, he used his body to feed demons countless times, using a large number of inner demons and invisible demons as experimental subjects to create a supernatural power.

If Master Huanglong's bragging in the jade book is true, he will display this supernatural power himself, and even a Daluo Jinxian will possess the seven emotions and six desires, and all kinds of desires will entangle the square inch of the spiritual platform to condense the magic fire and burn the foundation of the way. Regardless of the flow of water, a little true spirit is bound by the fire of desire and will never escape from reincarnation.

Of course, such a vicious supernatural power Huanglong Zhenren also specially marked the words that should not be used unless it is absolutely necessary.

However, now Yu Qing feels that this supernatural power is very suitable for facing this non-Buddhist and non-Daoist guy.

"Hey, I forgot to ask Master if there are any Buddhist gates now!"

Thinking of this, Yu Qing slapped his forehead suddenly, looking at the suffering elephants in the formation with a strange expression.

According to the content of those myths and novels in the previous life, there is no Buddhism today, but there is the Western religion, the predecessor of Buddhism.

And that Western religion was created by two saints who were as famous as Emperor Sanqingwa.

"It seems that the bodies of the two sages who are supposed to receive and guide Zhunti in those myths and novels are Hongmeng Bodhiwood and Hongmeng Qingjinglian, right?"

Recalling some of the content she had seen in her previous life, the strange expression on Yu Qing's face became more and more intense.

In the prehistoric world where I am now, there are no so-called saints, and there is no name of Sanqing handed down, but there is Emperor Wa, Haotian, Taoist Qingwei who is also the master of Huanglong Yuding, and the other two are similar to Qing Weidaoren is the great power of a teacher and brother.

Moreover, among the Daoist Huanglong and the great powers he mentioned, there are also two great powers who were born before the pioneering of the wilderness, and who are like friends but not enemies with Pangu Great Sage.

"Flowers? Wood?"

After subduing all the distracting thoughts in her mind and making her state of mind feel like a pool of stagnant water, Yu Qing said two words in a voice that only she could hear with extra care.

Forcibly restrain all his thoughts, let himself only have these two words when he said these two words and not think about others, and after he finished speaking, he cut off part of his thoughts completely to avoid attracting attention.

"It seems that this fellow Taoist has some heels!" His eyes fell on the bitter elephant in the formation who had already noticed the abnormality on his body. Seeing that he was only a little flustered at first and then responded very familiarly, Yu Qing slightly nodded.

The Gods of the Heavens' Mystic Art is only being used by him, and there is indeed a gap in cultivation between the Kuxiang and the Kuxiang. Considering the origin of the Kuxiang, it will not cause too much trouble.

"However, it's all right to give him a little trouble and make him scramble."

Smiling slightly, the seal formula in his hand changed, and the blue big seals that kept falling down turned into countless thunderbolts who had half of their body covered in misty images of misery.

This time, the thunder light did not hit the painful image all at once, but it was a particularly rhythmic wave after wave. Not only that, countless thunder lights gathered together, and the sound of thunder that turned into reality continued to flock to the heart that was struggling to resist the bulge. A bitter image of desire.

If Kuxiang still has the energy to observe the rhythm of thunder and thunder, he will find that every time thunder and thunder hit him, it is the time when the desires in his body fade away, and when the thunder and thunder are over, the next shock of desire will All stronger than last time.

(End of this chapter)