The Yellow River refers to a total of ten fingers, which represent the ten realms. In the past, I could only use the power of one finger, but it was already an extremely powerful offensive move.

After Chen Fan's guidance, I have now completely controlled the power of the second finger, and even the power of the third finger has begun to comprehend, but I am not yet fully proficient.

The power of the Yellow River is completely derived from the power of the Yellow River, and when I stand on the Yellow River, the power is endless.

There were no words, no movements.

The moment Hua Buqi and I looked at each other, the silver spear he controlled. Straight at me.

At the moment when the gun moved, a brilliant silver light bloomed on the body of the gun, like thunder and lightning and hooked up with the sky, and where the tip of the gun passed, the space was broken, leaving dense cracks.

At the same time, the magic trick I pinched out with both hands also fell, and the Yellow River Finger, which was above the heavenly dome, carried the rolling power of the Yellow River, like a falling thing, and fell straight down.

The Yellow River refers to the place where it falls, and a curtain of water descends, as if a river is pouring down from the sky.

It's just that the river where the water curtain falls shows a kind of black, which is not the transparent color that water should have, but this black is reflected in the water by the rupture of space, thus forming such a special form.

Moment. The silver spear came forward, dilated in my pupils.

With his overwhelming posture and momentum, rushing over like this is enough to pierce my body, and there will be no soul left, and it may even be wiped out.

However, I didn't move. There is no dodge, and there is no defense.

Just when the tip of the gun was about an inch from the center of my eyebrows, it suddenly stopped, and everything seemed to be still.

The power released on the silver spear also stood still at this moment, if not. The force that erupted from the tip of the gun alone was enough to pierce my head.

The Yellow River finger landed in the middle of the silver spear, and the two collided together, and the power diffused made the surroundings straighten for a moment.

All power turned into nothingness in that instant.

Everyone's eyes shifted from me to the place where the Yellow River Finger came into contact with the tyrant gun.

And after a moment of stillness, the Yellow River Finger and the Tyrant Spear began to shatter at the same time, and all the power condensed on them was shattered and disappeared, not dispersed at all, but completely disappeared in this silence.

After everything was gone, Hua Buqi broke the silence, black blood gushed out of his mouth, and the whole person staggered backwards, but he stabilized his body and did not fall.

This time it's a battle. He lost.

On the surface, the strength of the two of us is equal, and the two powerful secret techniques are canceled out, but the Yellow River refers to the power of the Yellow River, and for me, it is a carrier.

I conveyed the power of the Yellow River to the Yellow River Finger, and all the sources of ability and backlash were borne by the Yellow River, and I did not suffer much damage.

But the secret technique that took a lot of money was completed by himself, so when the power of the spear was forcibly neutralized, as the person who cast the spell, he was naturally counterattacked.

In such a situation, it is already good that Hua Buqi can still gain a firm foothold.

People who understand the Yellow River Recipe know the mystery of the Yellow River Recipe, and know that the root of everything lies in the Yellow River, and I am not injured not because I am not much stronger than Hua Buchi, but because of the secret technique of the method.

But most people don't know the trick of the Yellow River, and they look at me differently.

Especially those disciples of the Spirit Sect, they all opened their mouths wide, as if they had seen something incredible, and their eyes were about to pop out.

They looked up to me as a towering person, and for a while my impression in their minds became very different.

In this case, there may be only the first generation helmsman in the Spirit Gate who has the ability to fight me, so I shifted my attention to him.

As a result, Hua Buqi breathed a sigh of relief and forcibly suppressed the injuries on his body.

shouted at me: "Chen Ping'an, as long as I am alive today, I don't need the first generation to do it." "

"The elders obey orders. Everyone joined forces to kill Chen Ping'an, and swore to protect the spiritual gate at all costs! "

This kind of flower is not a ruler, but there is still a bit of backbone, at least it can be worthy of the name of the helm, which is much better than the appearance of apologizing to me and begging for mercy just now.

A person who lowers his head and puts down his dignity, no matter what the situation, is something that people look down on.

Hold your head high, fearless, even if you are an enemy, you are worthy of admiration.

Since I haven't given up yet, I naturally have to accompany you.

At this time, Hua Buqi led a group of elders to sacrifice their respective magic weapons, and as the helm of the spiritual gate, each of them had a certain territory.

It's not easy to deal with when you really join forces.

Face so many enemies. Coupled with the fact that there was a first-generation at the helm who had never made a move, I had to be prepared for everything, and I couldn't just be desperate.

Therefore, I held the Water Fixing Pillar on my back in my hand, this thing cannot use its own powerful multi-energy, but it can be used as a weapon to resist the magic weapon. It's still a sharp weapon.

"In the next battle, I will not keep my hands on. If you know that you are invincible, except for Hua Buqi and the second elder, everyone else can retreat, and I will not kill them all. But if you look for your own death, I won't be polite. Think for yourselves. "

I came here with the drunkard. The Second Elder has played a lot of roles in this, and I at least remember his former face.

This time he didn't dare to squeak again, but I didn't forget him.

When the elders heard my words, they looked at each other and seemed to have some thoughts, but they didn't express anything.

Just get ready on both sides of us. When they were about to go to war, suddenly another person came down from the mountain gate.

"Wait a minute!"

Everyone heard about it.

The people who came under the mountain gate were like immortals who came out of a fairyland, and they were quite immortal.

An old man, with a white beard, full of gorgeous hair, and a hairpin, wearing a fluttering white coat, stepping on auspicious clouds and white boots, dressed like an ancient.

I feel very old, but there are no wrinkles on my face, and there are no traces of age. also has a bland expression, which looks very profound, and really interprets the word fairy wind bone.

I've never seen a person like this in the Lingmen.

And when he came down, he bowed before the helm of the first generation: "Meet the first generation!" "