As the word implies, binding is bondage.

can bind the soul or directly bind the body, which is the ability that Lu Yong inexplicably had an epiphany after writing the word 'bind' on the initial scroll to take effect.

If the first scroll is a force of cause and effect.

Then the character seal written by Lu Yong out of thin air seems to be directly connected to some kind of rule and rational communication between heaven and earth, and the effect achieved by attracting the power of rules to descend.

At first glance, it looks somewhat similar to the Ninth Order Cave Void Realm Qi Practitioner who senses and invokes the power of the Origin Rules.

However, the restraint that Lu Yong planted in the soul of Yunhe Immortal Venerable was still effective when Yunhe Immortal Venerable returned to the Qiongyu World, which proved that the rule power controlled by Lu Yong was more powerful than that controlled by the Ninth Order Cave Void Realm Qi Cultivator who was confined to one realm, and had some kind of versatility.

This kind of inexplicable communication with the rules of heaven and earth, the power of the rules shown, can cross borders.

To say that it is a domineering thing that is in the same vein as the original volume.

At present, Lu Yong has comprehended the three words 'binding', 'breaking', and 'opening'.

Every word represents a rule and controls a rule.

Binding is binding, breaking is broken, and opening is opening a spatial passage.

It was a certain force that Lu Yong's idea followed and controlled when the initial scroll was realized and the event was written.

Lu Yong also deliberately spent pages writing several other 'one-word events', but he could not continue to control more of this power.

It seems that the three characters are already the limit of what can be controlled at present.

That's why Lu Yongcai jokingly called it the 'three-character rune'.

But Lu Yong felt that as he became stronger, he would be able to grasp more.

At this time, the pattern and charm of the Chinese character seal floating on Lu Yong's palm continued to change with Lu Yong's mind.

And every change of pattern charm can cause an inexplicable roar between heaven and earth.

Even the little white dragon, which has been growing in strength more and more recently, has turned into a miniature appearance when it was born, curled up in the luxurious cave that it has carved out of thin air in the wall of the valley with its great magical powers, and carefully looks in the direction of the cave entrance from time to time.

Even ready to escape underground at any time.

No matter what level he grows to, the character of the little white gentian who is brave and life-saving has not changed at all.

As an innate elf, the little white dragon was born with special magical powers.

At the same time, it has an extremely sensitive perception of various dangers and gas engines in the outside world.

And Lu Yong held the text seal in his hand, and the inexplicable and oppressive power that overflowed between the circulation.

The little white dragon couldn't see through it, but he clearly felt the great danger.

It was even more terrifying than the angry eyes Vajra that appeared above the clouds and mist, the Blue Star Heavenly Dao, which it had seen at the beginning.

Most of the many strange beasts living in the Hidden Dragon Valley are not as sensitive as the little white dragon, but they can also feel an inexplicable sense of danger.

And because the wisdom is gradually opened, it is no longer like the original instinct of survival and hunting.

So although they are all restless at the moment, even the noisy birds are silent at this time.

Lu Yong didn't seem to be aware of it, and his mind was all devoted to a few character seals.

It's his own power!

Although the original scroll has long been integrated into the body, it also belongs to its own power.

But it is mainly achieved by rewriting reality, and there is always a feeling that it is not solid enough, and it is more like a tool.

It is far less refreshing than this kind of direct control of heaven and earth.

Lu Yong's 'offline' side carefully felt the power of the rules contained in the text.

Qiongyu World, Flying Feather Immortal Gate, Lonely Cloud Peak Stargazing Hall Yanwu Square.

The countdown to the battle with a sense of formality ended quickly.

The majestic aura like a sea of smoke suddenly burst out from Yang Zhuo's body, directly enveloping the entire martial arts arena in it, and at the same time, his hands changed, pinching out countless mysterious and unpredictable handprints.

Yan Buregret only felt that he couldn't see clearly.

Before he could react, the originally disorderly and scattered rich aura on the martial arts arena was like a chaotic soldier meeting a general, and it became orderly in an instant, but it was unfathomable.

All kinds of indescribable mysteries shrouded the entire martial arts arena and shrouded Yan Buregret.

Such as Mount Tai pressing the top, and like a breeze blowing on the face.

Movement, lightness and heaviness are all in Yang Zhuo's thoughts.

Recreate the world with a wave of your hand, and condense the mountains and rivers.

This is the realm field of the eighth-order qi cultivator, and it is also the most powerful ability of the eighth-order merge realm.

The spirit and spirit are one, and heaven and man are sympathetic, although they cannot fully control the power of the rules of heaven and earth.

But no matter where you are, you can integrate yourself into the world and use yourself as a bridge to connect heaven and earth, and create a mysterious realm of the unity of heaven, earth and man, similar to the nine-order cave void.

That is, the field.

The range of realm types created by eighth-order qi practitioners varies greatly according to the monk's talent and cultivation direction.

But they have one thing in common, that is, they are like gods in front of low-ranking monks.

Because in this realm, all matter and energy will flow with the mind of the qi practitioner, isn't it like a god?

In a flash, destroying the city and destroying the country is not a problem.

At this time, Yan Buregret felt the omnipresent pressure and 'sight', but whenever he had any counterattack moves, they could be easily defused.

Even, if he was just in an ordinary state, he wouldn't be able to make any moves at all.

Because he was under tremendous pressure from all directions at this time, as if he was in some kind of powerful gravitational field conceived by the Blue Star World.

It's hard to do even a small move.

"Yan has no regrets! I'm a person who likes to go straight, do you know the Void Mirror? ”

Yan Buregret, who was weighing whether to wait for Yunhe Immortal Venerable to make a move or get out of the way, suddenly heard a loud explosion in his ears.

This voice did not come out of the mouth, but was directly transported to the soul of Yan Buregret.

Except for Yan Buregret, outsiders can't hear it.

"At first, I first suppressed it with some kind of domain of my own, and then I used the occult method to induce it? I really like to go straight. ”

Seeing this, Yan Buregret didn't think much about it anymore and decided to go with the flow first.

Suddenly pretended to be drowsy and said, "I don't know." ”

In fact, his heart is clear.

There is the special 'city wall' that Lu Yong placed in his divine soul, and what Yan Buregret is most afraid of is the mystical method for the divine soul.

The ninth-order great cultivator Yunhe Immortal Venerable couldn't see his abnormality, how could Yang Zhuo rely on a voice with hypnotic meaning to influence him to tell the truth.

Yang Zhuo, who had a cold face, frowned when he heard this, thinking to himself that this person could be immune to the Great Thunder Town Soul Sound?

The reason why he didn't care about the risk of exposure, and he was so dangerous, was because he was eighty percent sure that Yan Buregret had a big problem with this person.

He even guessed that Yunhe Immortal Venerable not only did not cover up more on Yan Buregret, but instead pushed him to the forefront.

It's just to fish out the shadows lurking in the built-in stargazing hall of Lone Cloud Peak like yourself.

Yunhe Immortal Venerable This belongs to Yang Mou, although the hook is straight and salty, Yang Zhuo is still on it.

No way, after these few days.

Yang Zhuo had already investigated very clearly, and Yan Buregret was a big problem.

During the more than ten years of silence, as an ordinary disciple, although he completed his disciple's tasks on time every year, he handed over a certain amount of cultivation resources as an essential exchange of protection.

But from the various access control records in the sect, he himself has never appeared.

It has always been a fourth-order disciple on the periphery of Guyun Peak who is not in the stream to hand it in on his behalf.

It's already quirky.

But there are all kinds of wonders in the world, and this is not enough to make Yang Zhuo desperate.

can be combined with the sudden acceptance of disciples by the Cloud Crane Immortal Venerable, it is worth pondering.

As another ninth-order great cultivator, he finally had a little room to play.

He had a clear understanding of himself and knew that if he couldn't make a difference, he would have to stop there in this life.

The eighth-order merge realm was already like a god-man in the eyes of many monks, but in his heart, it was far from enough.

When encountering such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, how can you not seize it.

I don't know if it will take hundreds or even thousands of years next time, and if I'm unlucky, I won't be able to wait until he turns to ashes.

If the Eighth Order wants to be promoted to the Ninth Order, it is absolutely impossible to rely on penance alone without enough external force.

The 100,000-year-old literary and historical records of the Qiongyu world can't even pile up the world's largest Mochizuki Mountain.

And these lost histories are full of two words, accept fate!

But Yang Zhuo was unwilling to accept his fate, unwilling to accept the fate of being locked up by God raised by a son of a bitch.

"Think again?"

Yang Zhuo was unwilling to say authentically.

At this time, his eyes were red and his ears were red, where was there still the demeanor of a half-point eighth-order merge realm qi cultivator.

It's like a gambler who loses red-eyed.

Not only did Yan Buregret notice the abnormality in the field, but even the disciples who were fighting outside the field also noticed a trace of something unusual.

Yang Zhuo's 'Covenant Battle' was actually an attempt to use the Great Array of the Martial Arts Arena to reduce the induction of the other ninth-order great cultivators sitting in the Flying Feather Immortal Sect and then do something wrong?

Ninth Order Great Cultivators, each one of them is a giant, and if he stomps his feet, he can cause drastic changes in heaven and earth.

So much so that even in the Flying Feather Immortal Sect, which is extremely high-ranking cultivation forces in the entire Qiongyu world, they are all masters of the same line, and they are far from each other.

And the vast Flying Feather Immortal Gate can also accommodate it.

But the ninth-order great cultivator has yin and yang in the heavens and the earth, not to mention in the range of the Flying Feather Immortal Gate, it is all the malice and misdeeds in the more distant and broader area.

As long as they are willing, they can all perceive it, and they can all kill the enemy invisibly across thousands of mountains and rivers.

It's just that most of the time, the ninth-order great cultivators don't bother to listen to the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of 'mortals'.

But if you want to, you can always 'hear' easily.

In history, there were ninth-order great cultivators who slaughtered enemies from 100,000 miles away from the southernmost Purgatory Valley in the world.

And it was only in an instant that the sect where the enemy was located was completely wiped out.

From living beings to buildings, everything was turned into powder in an instant.

The abilities that some ninth-order great cultivators with profound backgrounds can display, even for monks, are a little unimaginable.

That's why Yang Zhuo made this move, but it was only a slight reduction, and it depended on whether the other ninth-order great cultivators of the Flying Feather Immortal Sect would interfere.

"Judging by the situation, this Yang Zhuo is a spy of other cultivation forces? I heard that Yang Zhuo used to be a street child, and he was adopted by the Feiyu Immortal Gate when he was a child, and because of his excellent qualifications, he entered the country very smoothly.

There are even rumors that he is a strong contender for the heir of the lineage of Gu Yunfeng, I really don't understand why he is a spy! ”

"Whew! Ridiculous momentum, Yang Zhuo's strength is good, but anyone with a discerning eye can see that his limited potential will never be able to reach the realm of promotion to the ninth order, since he is not at the ninth order, how can he take over from Shizun to take charge of Guyun Peak? You must know that the Ninth Order Cave Void is a hard requirement for taking charge of the four main veins of the Flying Feather Immortal Gate! ”

"So the handicap is actually set up to hide people's eyes? After all, no one could have expected Yang Zhuo to make such a big fuss, but as a result, he had bad intentions in the martial arts arena? ”

"After the master let Yan Buregret enter the door, it seems that he has traveled far away, and he must not be in Guyun Peak at this time, otherwise how can he let Yang Zhuo make such a fuss, it is an appointment and an opening bet among the middle and lower class disciples."

"Yan Buregret may have some secrets hidden in his body, otherwise it would be impossible for Yang Zhuo to tear his face."

"This is a good time to make meritorious contributions, senior brothers, let's take action together, and kill this Yang Zhuo first."

……

The several disciples of the Stargazing Hall who were onlookers exchanged countless Dao on the spiritual level in the blink of an eye.

Although there is no shortage of giant babies with strength but no brains.

But there are also a few 'grassroots' disciples like Cui Hao, who immediately saw that something was wrong.

You must know that in the later stages of cultivation, as long as you are not too biased, most of your divine thoughts are as fast as lightning.

If you are willing to think, you will be able to understand many things at once.

Several disciples looked at each other and nodded, and together they made the strongest killing move of Shengping and blasted towards the big array!

This formation, called the 'Guanwu Great Array', once opened, except for the Yunhe Immortal Venerable himself.

Others can only wait for one person to admit defeat in the battle, and the formation will be automatically lifted and they will not be able to make any interference.

The reason why it is called the Great Array of Watching Martial Arts is that it can only be observed, not taught or helped.

Teaching, the people in the formation can't hear and help, and the power will be isolated by the formation.

Therefore, Cui Hao would have been surprised that Yang Zhuo could hear his voice.

But at this time, a group of high-level monks of the lowest seventh order and highest eighth order shot together, and the entire periphery of the martial arts arena shook.

A looming air flow that could not be captured by everyone present seemed to flow inexplicably as if it was crossing space, and easily blocked everyone's killing moves in different directions.

Looking at the air current, it has not abated at all.

On the contrary, it may be because of absorbing the spiritual power swayed by everyone, and it has become more and more condensed.

There was a mess outside the field, and Yan Buregret, who was in the formation, also felt the horror of the second voice.

If it weren't for the special layer of city walls in the divine soul, he would not be able to control himself and explain everything for a moment.

Yang Zhuo looked at Yan who was bleeding from the Seven Orifices, but he just didn't say what he wanted.

Immediately, his heart was cold, and a surging and tumbling black mist surged out of his body, and then swept towards Yan Buregret.

Yang Zhuo knows very well how crazy his move is, and he must use his time to the extreme to have the slightest possibility of surviving and making meritorious contributions!

The gambling component is very heavy, but Yang Zhuo thinks it's worth it!

Even if the situation is not optimistic at this time, Yang Zhuo does not regret his previous decision.

There was a look of fanaticism in his eyes that was even more crazy than before.