At this moment, although Ziyang Zhenren was forced to be in a hurry and embarrassed, Li Hexian knew that the other party had not yet reached the point where the donkey skills were exhausted and cornered. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The more a cultivator reaches a higher realm, the more power and means he has.

In terms of Ziyang's realm of true artistic conception, he still has the two killer skills of the natal talisman and the Dao heart that he has not used.

Li Hexian knew that after the cultivator had finished condensing the Natal Golden Pill, as the realm continued to improve, he would begin to condense the Natal Talisman when he was at the high level of the Star River Realm.

If the natal golden pill is the source of the cultivator's strength, then the natal talisman is the cultivator's skill to kill the enemy.

In the natal golden pill, most of the aura in the cultivator's body is fused, as well as all the elemental attributes, and the natal talisman is that the cultivator melts all his supernatural powers and casts a huge talisman with his own flesh and blood.

This talisman is connected with the blood and luck of the cultivator, and when it encounters the enemy, it exerts its strength and smashes the natal talisman over, and the power is all over the sky, and the powerful natal talisman is enough to sweep all the magic weapons at the same stage.

The Dao Heart is the ability that can only be obtained by a cultivator after reaching the artistic conception of Ru and slaying off his own inner demons.

The Dao Heart will form a Dao pattern, which will be displayed on the natal talisman.

Dao heart is the embodiment of a person's will to walk on the path of immortals.

Some people rely on their wisdom and wisdom to embark on the path of immortals, and that comprehension is the way of wisdom; some people rely on the heart of killing to embark on the path of immortals, that is the way of killing, this kind of Dao heart, and so on, the more people comprehend the Dao heart, the deeper the comprehension of the Dao heart, then the blessing of the natal talisman will be greater, and the greater the power of their own gains, and the greater the enhancement of their own strength.

Since Ziyang Zhenren is a cultivator of artistic conception, he has at least comprehended a kind of Dao heart.

So far, whether it is the natal talisman or the Dao heart, he has not used any of them, which means that he has not been forced to the extreme by the Golden Winged Dapeng.

"But it should be soon. Li Hexian looked at the flames that kept exploding in mid-air, and sneered, "Ziyang Zhenren, you are already at the end of the crossbow. ”

As soon as Li Hexian's thought fell, Ziyang Zhenren suddenly slapped out his palm, and a continuous mountain of flames condensed in the air, blocking him and the Golden-winged Dapeng.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of the Golden-Winged Dapeng to incite its wings and instantly blast the flames into pieces, the Ziyang True Man suddenly leaped backwards for dozens of miles, panting, and his eyes showed a look of regret and anger.

"Natal talisman!"

Staring at the golden-winged Dapeng, Ziyang Zhenren suddenly roared.

The voice was like a battle of trapped beasts, revealing endless anger and hatred.

When Li Hexian heard this, his spirit was shocked.

Being able to see the natal talisman that can only be cast at the high level of the Star River Realm will be of great benefit to his future promotion.

After all, the memory he absorbed was an ancient demon.

As for the ancient demons, their cultivation relied on the inheritance of skills in their bloodlines, and they could be said to know nothing about the cultivation of human cultivators.

At this moment, Ziyang Zhenren roared angrily, and suddenly, the wind and clouds above his head surged, and in an instant, in the void, a huge blood-red talisman was condensed. 、

This talisman stretched across the sky, full of fifty or sixty miles long, and it was covered with flame-like runes, as if it would rain down from the sky at any time and burn the world.

The loud sound of the flame burning permeated the heavens and the earth, and for a moment, it was as if the heavenly drums were beating and the earth was trembling.

Li Hexian was hiding deep underground, and at this moment, he could feel the ground trembling, and even the blood flow in his body and the beating of his heart were affected.

He estimated that Ziyang Zhenren's strength at the moment had increased by at least more than two times when he cast his natal talisman!

"If he had exerted such power in the first place, I am afraid that the chances of escaping from his hands would not be more than one percent. Li Hexian secretly estimated in his heart.

However, he also knew that it was absolutely impossible to let Ziyang Zhenren cast the natal talisman at that time.

On the one hand, when a cultivator casts his natal talisman, it is equivalent to venting all his strength in a short period of time, although it erupts violently, but after a period of time, the aura in the body will be empty, and he will become extremely weak, which is quite dangerous.

The second is that Ziyang Zhenren doesn't think that he is a cultivator like an artistic conception, and it will take a lot of effort to catch a galaxy realm, if this kind of thing is spread, his face will have no place to rest.

But now, things are out of his control.

If he didn't cast his natal talisman again, his immortal path and life would stop there.

With the condensation of Ziyang Zhenren's natal talisman, Li Hexian condensed his eyes and looked upward.

Seeing that on the natal talisman of Ziyang Zhenren, in addition to the dense and incomparably complex runes, there is also a very conspicuous pattern.

This pattern looks like a terrifying grimace, which makes people feel creepy and hairs stand up at a glance.

"That's his Dao Heart!" Li Hexian recognized at a glance, "It seems that he has only condensed a Dao Heart." ”

At this moment, the flames flowed down from the huge talisman, and all of them converged on Ziyang Zhenren's body, making his whole person look like a torch, bright, scorching, and revealing infinite killing intent.

The golden-winged Dapeng flapped its wings and hovered in mid-air, with no superfluous expression on its face, as if it had expected this.

"Golden-winged Dapeng, you are the bloodline of an ancient divine beast, and you must die here today!"

Ziyang Zhenren roared, and without hesitation, he urged the talisman with all his strength and smashed towards the golden-winged Dapeng.

He knew very well that in his current state, the natal talisman could only last for a moment at most.

If this moment of effort could not suppress the Golden-Winged Roc, then in this mountain where demon beasts gathered, he would only end up dead.

Li Hexian also forcibly suppressed the discomfort in his heart at this time, his eyes did not blink, and he looked into the air, for fear of missing even a detail!

The flames on the Ziyang True Life Talisman suddenly turned into a black color as if the ink color had smudged out.

The surging flames suddenly turned into overlapping shadows, and the sound of evil ghosts crying came from above.

"It's ......"

When Li Hexian heard the sound of the evil ghost crying, he only felt that his heart was as uncomfortable as being scratched by a cat's paws, and he endured this discomfort, he gathered his eyes and looked into the air.

Suddenly, at a glance, I saw that the demon-like Dao heart on the natal talisman actually came to life all of a sudden, as if it had vitality.

Streams of black air surged towards the face of the evil ghost, sometimes condensed into a hideous face, sometimes turned into a horned demon god, and sometimes turned into a lot of miserable evil ghosts, these evil ghosts, constantly screaming, some with mutilated bodies, some with hideous faces, roaring loudly, roaring, stretching out ghost hands, as if to drag all living beings into the boundless hell.

This scream made people hear it, and all of a sudden, a cold chill was born in the bone marrow.

Seeing this scene, a solemn look appeared on the face of the Golden-winged Dapeng, which had been expressionless before, at this moment.

"At that time, in order to comprehend the Dao Heart, I took the initiative to ask to enter the Demon Reincarnation Void, and spent ten years in it, killing the evil ghosts, and finally comprehended this evil ghost Dao. Ziyang Zhenren seemed to be affected by these evil ghosts at this moment, and his face became gloomy, and when he spoke at this moment, his teeth rattled, as if he was chewing bones, which made people creepy.

"Evil ghosts, evil ghosts are driven by me and used by me, those who surrender are my slaves, and those who resist are destroyed!"

Ziyang Zhenren roared, and suddenly, thousands of evil ghosts gushing out of the natal talisman let out seven screams in unison, and these screams represented thousands of pains in the world, which would never stop.

These voices spread to the four fields, and all of a sudden, the heavens and the earth seemed to be full of ghosts, and it became a world full of evil ghosts.

The next moment, with a bang, the void collapsed, and a ghost claw, breaking the void, seemed to be the claw of the demon in charge of hell, stretched out from the natal talisman, each finger was like a huge and terrifying hook, it looked terrifying, and the blood light around it shattered, and it grabbed towards the golden-winged Dapeng.

"What a powerful force!" Li Hexian was secretly shocked when he saw it, "Although my current strength can compete with the high-level of the Galaxy Realm, the gap is still too big compared to a middle-level cultivator like Ziyang Zhenren!"

Thinking that he had been able to escape the pursuit of Ziyang Zhenren in a row before, Li Hexian couldn't help but secretly say that he was lucky.

At this moment, the Golden-winged Dapeng let out a clear roar, the sound was sharp and sharp, the wings flapped hard, and a strong golden tornado appeared around his body.

From the inside to the outside, the tornado cut golden, densely packed, arranged and combined, like the sharpest weapon of time, whining and spinning, and swept towards the demon's claws.

The golden tornado and the demon's claw collided in the air, and immediately evolved into a fairy world and hell, with light and darkness.

The sound of things being minced kept coming, as if the flesh and bones were constantly being crushed, the ghosts and gods cried, and above the sky, it suddenly rained blood, crackling, and all the rain drops fell to the ground.

The fingers of the Demon Claw suddenly became bald, and the blood was rolling, falling down like a broken river.

The golden tornado was also corroded by blood and water, and the color of the golden cut also became a little dull.

Behind the demon's claws, Ziyang Zhenren's natal talisman flame hunted, but it no longer had the momentum of destroying everything before.

In the golden tornado, the golden-winged Dapeng's face became more and more serious, and a drop of blood appeared from the tip of a finger raised.

"You're hurt. Ziyang Zhenren showed a cruel smile on his face, and suddenly, he yelled, "Death for me!"

With a bang, the natal talisman trembled violently, and a trace of crack appeared on the surface, but at the same time, the demon's claw, which had already begun to wilt and wither, burst out on the surface, and ignited a monstrous demonic flame, as big as a mountain, and slammed towards the golden-winged Dapeng.

"The Great Wind Cutting Technique!"

There is no change, and it is still the same magic as before.

But at this moment, like the arm of the Golden-Winged Dapeng, all the golden cuts were swallowed out of endless flames and thunder.

"He's unleashed the Guardian Wind inside!"

Seeing this scene, Li Hexian almost exclaimed.