Text Text_[Chapter 447]: The Nine Realms Binding Spirits are like saints

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[Chapter 447]: The Nine Realms Binding Spirits are like holy immortals

Wang Beiyou was like an artifact sword that had been silent for a thousand years and had pulled out its scabbard, and his edge was only half a point weaker than the destructive momentum of the Ancient Realm Tribulation.

The next moment, Wang Beiyou's long hair danced in the wind, and a dharma statue that shook the sky and bloomed with a thousand zhang of treasure light suddenly appeared behind his figure.

Fang Zhi had never seen an immortal, nor had he ever seen a god.

He knew that immortals and gods were just martial artists who had achieved great martial arts.

But this moment ......

Fang Zhi opened his eyes for a moment, and saw the thousand-zhang law that was close at hand and shook the heavens and the earth, and he couldn't help but breed an illusion in his heart.

That's ......

The Wang Beiyou in front of him seems to be the saint in the mouth of the warrior, the immortal, and the god!

That's exactly what he's after.

The world's strongest, dare to block the sky!

The moment the heaven-shaking law phase appeared, Wang Beiyou slapped it out with a palm of the void, and the action of the heaven-shaking law phase behind him was the same as his, and the big glass hand that was hundreds of zhang in size slapped it fiercely.

The palms of man and law contain hundreds of millions of runes, and they also contain some kind of rules of heaven and earth.

With this palm, time seemed to stand still, space seemed to freeze, and Fang Zhi felt that his own thinking involuntarily slowed down.

The golden rainbow thunder that fell towards him slowly exploded towards Fang Zhi like a snail, but Wang Beiyou was the only one who was not restricted by this kind of land, and his speed was staggering.

For a while, thousands of palms were played, and they kept shifting shapes and positions.

After each palm, he would leave behind countless rune shackles, and under a thousand palms, these rune shackles turned into a vast and sturdy cage, completely locking the Ancient Realm Yuan Tribulation in it.

Suddenly, the rune cage flashed with a glass light.

A cage is a complete achievement.

"Nine Realms Bound Spirits, Town!"

Wang Beiyou's figure returned to its original position, his big hands were closed, and he let out a loud shout with the momentum of the ancients.

The dazzling light that bloomed from the glazed cage again was nearly twice as thick.

But Fang Zhi and this space and time are still flowing slowly, and the space is still frozen.

The next moment......

Wang Beiyou pointed to the purple gold divine dragon that was bound in place by the law phase divine law, this purple gold divine dragon was also affected by the "Nine Realms Binding Spirit, Town" law, and his physical body was sluggish and could not move.

But at this time, Wang Beiyou untied it under his fingers.

The purple gold divine dragon suddenly swept through a cloud of treasure light like a fish wandering in the sea, and swept towards the slow and sluggish fall of the "Golden Rainbow Tribulation Thunder".

The moment it arrived at the glazed cage, Wang Beiyou Yin changed, and the glazed cage opened a huge opening, and the purple gold divine dragon swam into it in an instant.

After the purple gold divine dragon entered the glazed cage, the Baoxia golden mangs bloomed on its body, turning into a huge golden thunder that penetrated into the "Golden Rainbow Tribulation Thunder", and began to refine this Heavenly Tribulation Thunder!

I have to say that Wang Beiyou is really a ruthless person.

Whoever encounters a catastrophe is thinking about how to resist and how to resist, but he does not take the usual path, but instead starts the idea of the catastrophe!

The Ancient Realm Yuan Tribulation essentially belonged to the Pure Yang Divine Thunder, and the origin of this Divine Thunder and the Purple Gold Divine Dragon was almost the same, but it contained the power of the heavens.

Wang Beiyou not only has a supreme martial arts, but also knows some strange secret methods between heaven and earth, and he specially passed on to the purple gold divine dragon a fearless 'heavenly might' secret method.

As long as the Purple Gold Divine Dragon can be fearless of the "Heavenly Might", no matter how strong the Ancient Realm Yuan Tribulation is, he only needs to restrain it for a period of time, and the Purple Gold Divine Dragon will naturally be able to devour and refine it completely.

Such a huge amount of Thunder Tribulation Yuan Power allowed the Purple Gold Divine Dragon to devour not only the fifty percent of the Thunder Source that was previously handed over to Wang Beiyou, but also the ability to enhance itself several times, which was simply a heaven and earth creation for the Purple Gold Divine Dragon.

Of course, according to the agreement between it and Wang Beiyou.

This full and thick Pure Yang Heavenly Tribulation Thunder Source, it gets thirty percent, and Wang Beiyou gets seventy percent.

Such a dramatic scene, who would have thought.

Fang Zhi's eyes widened slowly, and his small mouth slowly opened slightly, this scene could be described as jaw-dropping.

The Purple Gold Divine Dragon devoured the refining for a while, and the Pure Yang Heavenly Tribulation Thunder Source that was bound was bound, although it was the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation.

But who is the sky?

The heavens are not human.

It's a will.

The will of heaven and earth, it has only one means of protection, that is, it contains the power of heaven, forcing mortals not to dare to infringe.

But at this time, the Purple Gold Divine Dragon has the secret method of not being afraid of "Heavenly Power", and the thunder of these ownerless things can be described as the most sumptuous meal in its life!

The essence cultivation of the Purple Gold Divine Dragon was constantly expanding.

The seemingly terrifying and terrifying golden red thunder tribulation was visibly shrinking to the naked eye.

Wang Beiyou's secret technique of forbidden town seemed to have consumed a lot of his energy.

It lasted for a short period of time for half a pillar of incense, and his face was already as pale as white paper.

Finally...... When the half-pillar incense was more than 100 breaths, Wang Beiyou reached the limit, and the secret method of the forbidden town finally came to an end.

The stagnant time and frozen space between heaven and earth seemed to be unshackled for a moment, and everything broke free from the shackles and began to function as normal.

But the Golden Rainbow Tribulation Thunder had already been swallowed by the Purple Gold Divine Dragon, and only two percent were left!

The last two percent of the pure yang divine thunder broke through the air, but the purple gold divine dragon did not give up, and the figure quickly followed, and it bit down fiercely on the way and swallowed it into the abdomen.

The remaining Pure Yang Divine Thunder, which was less than a percentage, rushed weakly towards Fang Zhi.

Fang Zhi took a closer look and found that this pure Yang Divine Thunder was only a mere divine power of the Great Perfection of the Earth Yuan Realm.

As soon as he thought of this, he immediately sent a divine thought towards Wang Beiyou: "Senior, this thunderstorm is just right for it, don't stop it, I want to use it to refine my body!"

"Nature is the best. Wang Beiyou replied weakly, but his eyes were bright, and at this time, he was staring at the falling golden red thunder, once he fell on Fang Zhidi, Fang Zhi could not bear it, he would immediately take action to expel the danger for Fang Zhi.

After all, he promised Fang Zhi to survive the thunderstorm for him and keep his life safe.

If Fang Zhi's life was accidentally hung up.

The martial arts blood oath made by Wang Beiyou will be fulfilled, and at that time, he will have to go to Huangquan with Fang Zhi.

So at this moment, for Wang Beiyou, protecting Fang Zhidi's life is equivalent to protecting his own life

Fang Zhi's heart was surging for a while.

After nearly forty-seven days of arduous practice, it finally came to fruition.

All the effort is worth it.

Under the catastrophe, he was thrilled and dangerous, but he finally crossed over.

"Boom โ€”โ€”!"

There was only less than a fraction of the Ancient Realm Yuan Tribulation God Thunder left, and it fell fiercely on Fang Zhidi's body.

A heavy sound against the solid metal rang out.

Fang Zhipan sat on the last peak of the 100,000 Great Mountain, and finally reached the limit, and in an instant, the mountain was suddenly covered with dense spider web-like cracks.