Chapter Seventy-Nine: Eight Desolations Refining Demon Ding
The palm-sized array flag was unfurled in the wind, and it immediately turned into a two-person tall flag, and the flag was full of complicated array patterns.
I saw a flash of light, and the six array flags disappeared into the void at the same time.
The next moment, a red-red transparent enchantment "buzzed" out, like a huge sea bowl, and turned eighty percent upside down in it.
The trees in the barrier turned a faint orange-red, and several people seemed to be covered with a red veil.
It's a long story, and in fact all the changes have been completed in the blink of an eye.
"Not good!"
Yang Ming's face couldn't help but change, and his perception of space suddenly became unfamiliar, as if someone had forcibly withdrawn his perception of the way of space.
"Space Seal. ”
In an instant, Yang Ming understood the effect of this formation, and the next moment, he rose into the air, shooting out like an arrow from a string.
As long as you leave this formation space, the spatial supernatural power can be used freely.
"I only want to leave now, don't you think it's too late? ”
Wuting Zhenjun's gloomy voice sounded, and then he raised his finger to the void a little, and his mouth burst out: "Eight Desolations Refining Demon Ding, town!"
The space "buzzed" and trembled, and then a bottle of blood-red giant tripod "boomed" out of the air, appearing directly above Yang Ming, the body of the tripod was the size of a hundred zhang, like the Buddha's five-fingered mountain suppressed downward.
Dingkou downward, a huge suction force came from inside the ding, wanting to ingest Yang Ming into it.
A cruel smile appeared on Wuting Zhenjun's face, his Eight Desolation Refining Demon Ding is a real spiritual treasure, no matter what kind of demons and monsters he is, as long as he is included in the Ding, he will not need to be disciplined for a moment or three to turn into a pool of blood.
"What the Holy Son of the Stars, it turns out that it is nothing more than that. The Holy Son is also too small to make a fuss, I said a long time ago that as long as the Great Elder makes a move, he will be able to catch it. The Third Elder sneered and said contemptuously.
At this moment, Yang Ming's figure shooting upwards suddenly disappeared.
"Not good. Third be careful!" Wuting Zhenjun's voice sounded.
Although Wuting Zhenjun's reaction was fast, his reminder was a step too late.
Before he could finish speaking, Yang Ming's true body suddenly appeared behind the three elders, and the figure in the sky was just an afterimage that he had conjured up with his illusion.
The three elders suddenly felt a sense of shock in their hearts, and their faces showed horror. Just before he could react, Yang Ming's arm had already poked into his back and ran through his chest.
"Why should I flee, wouldn't it be better to kill you? ”
Yang Ming said unhurriedly and stretched out his hand. Collect the storage magic weapon of the three elders into your hands.
"Don't be too rampant, boy, give me death. ”
Seeing Yang Ming kill the three elders in front of him, Wuting Zhenjun was simply angry, and immediately urged the mana, and the imperial envoy of the Eight Desolations Refining Demon Ding suppressed Yang Ming.
The red light on the Eight Desolations Refining Demon Ding flashed, and the power of absorption increased several times out of thin air, and the mountains, rocks and trees rolled upside down, and all flew into the mouth of the Ding.
Yang Ming turned the true yuan to resist this suction. Roots under your feet and firm grip on the ground. Frowning at the giant ding that came from the mountain, a little solemn look appeared on his face.
Most of the cultivators of the Jiuding Sect have a mouthful of strength, and only these people can bring the power of the tripod type magic weapon to the extreme, and have a good tripod of the spirit treasure level. For them, it can be described as a tiger's wings.
"Do it!"
I don't know which elder shouted, and then six pillars of mana light bombarded towards Yang Ming.
Yang Ming naturally couldn't stay where he was as a target, so he had to dodge and dodge, and as soon as he took a step, his body flew into the air involuntarily.
If he can destroy the supernatural power at this time, 'the end of the world'. Naturally, he was able to get out calmly, but this magical power was forbidden by the formation, and now he wants to break free, but it is not so easy.
"I see what else you can do. Elder Wuting's face showed joy, Yang Ming's aura had been locked by the Eight Desolations Refining Demon Ding, and he had become a fish on the board.
The Eight Desolations Refining Demon Ding is the natal spirit treasure of Wuting True Monarch, as long as the people who are locked by it can rarely escape.
"If you want to suck, I'll let you suck enough!"
Yang Ming snorted lightly, and as soon as his arm was raised, a golden streamer flew out of his cuffs, and the sound of "whoosh" did not enter the ding.
"Not good...... That's the Golden Flame and Earth Fire!" Wuting Zhenjun's face changed, and he hurriedly destroyed the mana, quickly formed a seal on his hand, and pointed at the Eight Desolations Refining Demon Ding, wanting to spit out the golden fire.
But Yang Ming would give him time to react.
"Explode me!"
With a loud shout, the golden flame burst violently.
The golden light bloomed in the blood-red tripod, reflecting the lines on the tripod's body into gold, shooting out thousands of golden rays, at first glance, it looked like a red ball covered with gold lines.
"Poof!"
Wuting Zhenjun's blood spurted wildly, and he spit out a few mouthfuls of essence blood, and the momentum on his body suddenly fell.
The Eight Desolations Refining Demon Ding is connected to the heart, and the Spirit Ding is injured, and Wuting Zhenjun will naturally not feel good.
"Boom ......"
The Eight Desolations Refining Demon Ding trembled violently, shattering the empty powder.
The red enchantment exploded with a "buzz", and the forbidden sky array was self-defeating.
"It's good that it saves me a lot more effort. ”
This unexpected joy made Yang Ming secretly happy.
However, Wuting Zhenjun was not in such a good mood, he hurriedly played a few tricks and recalled the Eight Desolations Refining Demon Ding back to his hand, and a look of pain appeared on his face.
"I'm angry. ”
The golden flame and earth fire exploded by itself, and its power was incomparable, comparable to the full force of the Taoist's blow.
Under this huge explosion, although the Eight Desolations Refining Demon Ding was not burned, it was also severely damaged, and the formation patterns on the Ding's body were shattered and became broken.
Most of the foundation of the Eight Desolations Demon Refining Tripod was destroyed, and it directly changed from a spiritual treasure to a remnant treasure, and it couldn't even exert its original power.
Wuting Zhenjun hurriedly put the Eight Desolations Refining Demon Ding into the spiritual sea for recuperation, otherwise the treasure would be downgraded, and it would really kill him.
"Boy, take your life!"
Suffering from this change, several other elders of the Jiuding Sect did not dare to underestimate the enemy in the slightest, and at the same time took out the means of pressing the bottom of the box, and the sound of "whoosh" breaking the air sounded, and the five giant tripods turned into streamers and shot towards him.
"Hahaha, good time. The law is like heaven and earth, and the gods and demons are true bodies. Immortal and indestructible, break it for me. ”
Yang Ming laughed, shook his waist, and turned into a ninety-nine-zhang tall giant, waved his fist, and smashed a few big tripods with brute force.
"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!", ......
There was a loud bang. World shaking.
Since the Eight Desolations Demon Refining Tripod was abolished, the "sense of vigilance" and "sense of crisis" in Yang Ming's heart have plummeted, if the original sense of crisis in his heart was level nine, then now it is only level one.
Yang Ming operated the true body of the gods and demons, using the magic power of heaven and earth, the physical body was comparable to the Taoist body, and it was difficult to hurt the slightest bit if it was not a spiritual treasure, and a few flying Dading were blasted away by his fist.
"Whatever else you do, use it. Yang Ming roared. Look at all directions.
"Ahh
"Not good!"
"Let's go. ”
The four elders were swept by his gaze, only to feel a chill in their hearts, and hurriedly destroyed the escape method and swept away in all directions.
"Now it's my turn, leave it all for me. ”
The forbidden sky array has been broken, and Yang Ming has destroyed the 'Near World' supernatural power, and the speed is extremely fast, at first glance it seems to be divided into four. Four figures appeared in front of the four elders at the same time, and their huge fists smashed down. Directly blasted these four people.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Four clouds of blood mist burst open.
The next moment, Yang Ming returned to the same place, as if he had never moved, and then his figure slowly shrank, and with another stretch of his hand, the storage magic weapon and blood jade of the four flew into his hand.
"This old guy is a fast runner. Why don't you run?" Yang Ming looked at the only person left in the field, the Holy Son of Jiuding.
By the time the four elders made their moves, Wuting True Monarch had already torn open a spirit rune, and the light disappeared from the spot in a flash.
This was a spatial teleportation talisman that directly teleported Wuting Zhenjun away, making Yang Ming helpless if he wanted to chase after him.
"I want to run. But under Brother Yang's 'close to the end of the world', where can I run. Jiuding Holy Son said with a bitter face.
"Yes, you know what to do. Yang Ming patted him on the shoulder and said.
"Alas~"
The Holy Son of Jiuding sighed and honestly handed over the blood jade to Yang Ming.
"You have to think about the good, at least you're still alive, aren't you? Haha, this time you performed well, Brother Holy Son has to continue to work hard. ”
Yang Ming encouraged, left a dashing back, and turned to leave.
"Keep up the good work and help you find the blood jade?" The Holy Son of Jiuding shook his head and smiled bitterly, muttering self-deprecatingly, rather disheartened.
"I'm unlucky, I'm afraid it's useless to stay here, so let's leave. ”
A streamer of light swept by, flying straight out of the blood domain.
……
"Big harvest, big harvest, Brother Jiuding is really a good person, next time I go to him, should I leave him some soup to drink." Yang Ming thought to himself while sorting out the harvest in his hands.
At this time, he didn't know that the Holy Son of Jiuding had been hit hard by him, and he left the blood domain in frustration.
This time, not to mention the pills, weapons, and spiritual materials scavenged from the five elders of the Jiuding Sect for the time being, there are seventeen pieces of blood jade alone, plus the two pieces in the hands of the Jiuding Holy Son, there are now forty-eight pieces of blood jade in his hand.
"Forty-eight pieces of blood jade are just enough for me to retreat for four years, which is far better than what I originally budgeted, and the cultivation plan needs to be reset. ”
Yang Ming silently calculated in his heart that if it took four years to comprehend the path of thunder and lightning, it was very likely that he would completely understand the way of thunder and lightning and directly enter the realm of Taoists.
The Blood Domain has the effect of Epiphany, and you can enter the 'Epiphany' at any time.
Yang Ming's comprehension of thunder and lightning was already excellent, and with the assistance of the purple tribulation thunder intercepted from the Frog Heavenly Tribulation, he was sure that he would fully comprehend the way of thunder and lightning within four years.
At the Daoist level, he will be rejected by the blood domain and expelled by the power of heaven and earth, then the remaining years will be wasted, and the gains outweigh the losses.
"First comprehend the path of thunder and lightning, comprehend the path of thunder and lightning to the 'last half step', and then renovate the path of space. Yang Ming said secretly.
Half a day later, Yang Ming set up a hidden formation in a dense forest and began to retreat.
For a time, all kinds of mysteries arose, and the Tao was manifested. (To be continued......)