The moment the light cluster appeared, the restraint of the power of the surrounding space also disappeared.

Zhuang Yu slowly breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead, and showed surprise on his face.

"The magic trick of the power of the underworld, let me see, you and I pulled out with the big array, there is a difference. ”

Muttering to himself, Zhuang Yu stretched out his hands and grabbed at the gray ball of fire in front of him.

"Boom!"

A dull explosion sounded out, and a huge tearing force instantly swept through Zhuang Yu's palms.

Then, Zhuang Yu was hit by a huge impact force, and staggered back a few steps with a pale face.

As soon as he stood firm, a trail of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"It's not that easy to collect, is it?"

Zhuang Yu looked at the gray fire ball in front of him, looked down at his bloodstained palms, and smiled in surprise.

The divine power that guards this magic trick or exercise is so strong, and the things inside must not be mortal!

His eyes flashed, Zhuang Yu sat cross-legged, ignoring the hot pain coming from his hands, and several tricks were instantly played.

Circles of dark Yuan Force ripples poured out from Zhuang Yu's body like a fluctuating lake, and then flew towards the gray ball of fire.

The moment it came into contact with the ripples of the Yuan Force, the gray flames disappeared directly, revealing the dark light inside.

A dark light that seemed to be able to devour all light rolled out, as if it was attractive, and the surrounding Heaven and Earth Yuan Force actually began to frantically surging towards the dark light.

"Very strong!"

Zhuang Yu smiled slightly, and the trick on his hands changed.

For a while, the dark element force ripples that surged out of his body directly condensed several times.

"Up!"

Zhuang Yu's hands were raised suddenly, and then he closed them in front of him, pointing forward in the shape of a sword.

A shuttle-like ripple of Yuan Force rolled out, flashing directly towards the dark light.

The moment the two came into contact, it was as if the space was about to disappear, and the heavens and the earth were stagnant.

Immediately afterward, the darkness around the dark light began to fade.

"There's a play!"

Zhuang Yu's eyes lit up, his right hand shook suddenly, the Hongmeng Ring instantly brightened, and ten black and white breaths rolled out.

An almost materialized black elemental force fluctuation surged out again, rushing directly towards the dark light.

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth fell into a dark state of silence, and there was a cold dark light everywhere.

After a long time, the darkness slowly disappeared, and Zhuang Yu stood up with a pale face.

The dark light not far in front of him had disappeared, and a pitch-black leather scroll floated silently.

Slightly relieved, Zhuang Yu walked over slowly.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he grabbed the leather scroll directly and put it in front of him to look at it.

Two striking rune marks, engraved at the ends of the scroll.

"This sigil? spirit god??? and..."

The moment Zhuang Yu saw the two runes, his brows furrowed.

At both ends of the leather scroll, each engraved with a rune, a Zhuang Yu knows, is the mark of the spirit god.

The other one, somewhat similar to the sigil of the god of the underworld, but not quite identical.

He'd seen these two runes, and it was also on a scroll of magic tricks.

Lingtian Creation Palm!

On the animal skin scroll that received the Lingtian Creation Palm that day, there were these two marks.

Although the fluctuation of Yuan Force at this moment is completely different, the two imprints on the two leather scrolls are exactly the same.

Under the frowning brows, Zhuang Yu pinched his right hand, and the leather scroll directly shattered, turning into a dark light.

A huge palm phantom flashed in front of Zhuang Yu.

"It's really the outline of the Lingtian Creation Palm, but the Yuan Force aura has changed. ”

The moment Zhuang Yu saw the palm shadow, his eyebrows raised.

A moment later, a dark stream of light flowed down his right arm and between his eyebrows.

After a dazzling dark light flashed, Zhuang Yu looked surprised, and then smiled weirdly.

The Immortal Creation Palm, a high-level divine skill of the earth level, if you want to activate this magic technique, you need to control the power of the underworld.

This is not the point, the key is that after Zhuang Yu's insight is combined with the Lingtian Creation Palm, a new magic technique will be formed.

Although it may not be possible to completely judge the level of this combined divine technique because of the limitation of cultivation, the power must be extraordinary, because it is the power of the fusion of spirit and darkness, which is basically similar to the current Divine Flame of Zhuang Yu.

After the Hongmeng Sword Duel used the fusion of the spirit and the underworld, the power had already doubled, and if the spirit heaven creation palm could also urge the power of the fusion of the spirit and the underworld, the power would naturally increase greatly.

"Why is it a divine technique, not a divine technique?"

Zhuang Yu was pleasantly surprised, and he had a little doubt about the title of the Heavenly Creation Palm.

Millions of years later, when the Spirit Pupil passed on some secret techniques to him, he would occasionally use the title of Divine Technique, but it didn't explain anything.

Whether it is a magic trick or a magic skill, it has disappeared after a million years, and it has become a world of cultivating immortals with various spells and spiritual weapons, and Zhuang Yu doesn't care what he calls it.

In the midst of the surprise, a spatial force swept in.

Zhuang Yu also disappeared in place in a dazzling flash.

The sky swirled, and Zhuang Yu suddenly flashed out from the gate of the Chuan Gong Pavilion.

Immediately after, several figures also flashed out of it.

Except for Qing Ming and Hua Wuying, the faces of the other people were more or less pale, obviously the Yuan Force had been lost.

However, judging from the look of surprise in their eyes, it was clear that they had gained something.

"Childe!"

As soon as Qing Ming appeared, she immediately walked quickly towards Zhuang Yu.

On the other side, Su Yan also walked over slowly.

"Okay, congratulations to you, looking at everyone's faces, you must have gotten your favorite magic tricks or exercises, it's really rare, this is rare in previous years, since the matter is over, leave as soon as possible, after all, this is the forbidden place of the inner court, by the way, about the various regulations and cultivation methods of the inner court, these days will be sent to you, please pay close attention, especially about the content of the cultivation time in the secret realm of the furnace." ”

The purple-robed man floating in the air smiled slightly, and together with his hands, he closed the Yuan Force Vortex on the Transmission Pavilion.

Then, he turned into a purple light and disappeared into the sky.

"Brother Yu, I got the magic trick I wanted, I have to go back to practice quickly, if there is anything, just go to me. ”

Su Yan looked extremely excited, and after saying goodbye to Zhuang Yu and Qing Ming, he immediately turned around and left.

The people around them also showed joy and left one by one.

In the end, only Hua Wuying was left.

Liu frowned slightly, staring at Zhuang Yu and Qing Ming for a long time, Hua Wuying finally left the place without saying a word.

"Qingming, let's go back and talk about it. ”

Zhuang Yu didn't care about Hua Wuying, quietly glanced at Qing Ming, pulled her little hand and left the place.

After they completely left the confines of the Transmission Pavilion, the purple-robed man who had originally disappeared suddenly appeared out of thin air.

He looked down at a shattered dark spar in his hand, and then looked in the direction where Zhuang Yu had left, his brows furrowed.

(End of chapter)

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