Chapter 17: The Eight Directions Move
The wind echoed in the sky, and countless clouds and mist converged into the sky above Lingtai Mountain, covering the early sun.
Countless heavenly thunderbolts fell, and the electric light illuminated the sky, and then suddenly disappeared.
All the trees on Lingtai Mountain broke off in the wind, and the rocks that fell on the ground turned into dust, mixing with each other, forming a gray storm.
Lao Dao was nailed to the cliff by Yang Li, and there was a hideous wound on his chest, but Lao Dao laughed wildly.
Lao Dao said hoarsely to Yang Li: "Don't you know that killing the official of the dynasty is a capital crime, not to mention a city lord like Xie Can, as soon as his life is broken, there will be a big man immediately, cough cough ......" Lao Dao spit out a mouthful of blood again.
Click!
The void shattered like a bronze mirror from the middle, like a ripple on the surface of a calm lake.
There was a loud rumbling sound all around, and under this sound, the space between heaven and earth was torn open a narrow opening out of thin air, just like when Ji Su used fragments to cut through the space, but this time it was done with powerful cultivation alone.
A tall figure, dressed in a golden and white robe, walked out of it, and a monstrous momentum overflowed, far beyond the scope of Yudan.
The man was young, angular, and looked about the same age as Yang Li, but the light in his eyes like the sun and the moon was extremely vicissitudes, he glanced at Xie Can's corpse on the ground, and looked at Yang Li lightly, with a look of looking down on all beings.
Yang Li's whole body was full of Hongmeng qi, struggling to resist the coercion from that person, Yang Li's face did not change, but the bones of his whole body were clicking, facing this person, it was extremely difficult to just stand!
The man stood in the air and said to Yang Li: "It has not been many years since I killed the emperor's officials in the territory of the Xuanyuan Dynasty. ”
Lao Dao grabbed the life-saving straw, and hurriedly shouted to the man in the air: "But the commander of the Golden Armor Guard sitting in the Southern Regions, I am the master of the Xuanshui Temple, and I am the best friend of the city lord of Xie Can, Yang Li's wolf ambition has taken a fancy to my Xuanshui Temple, and the city lord wants to come to the rescue, but he was killed by Yang Li's plot!"
Yang Li snorted coldly, the hearts of the people in the world are sinister, but that's it.
The commander of the Jin Jiawei didn't wait for Yang Li to answer, and said coldly: "Kill the official of the dynasty, and you will not redeem it if you die." ”
His words are very light, but there is an irresistible force, and his words follow the law, as if the rules of heaven and earth dare not accommodate Yang Li's death!
The surrounding air squeezed towards Yang Li, the grass on Lingtai Mountain withered, and the aura within a radius of ten miles was directly stripped away.
Yang Li struggled to move, and at the same time, his body couldn't stop leaning down, Yang Li's eyes were cracked, and there seemed to be a mountain on his back.
In the eyes of the commander of Jin Jiawei, Yang Li is just an ant, and he is not worth his own action, but those who provoke the Xuanyuan Dynasty will die.
He walked slowly towards Yang Li, as if he was strolling leisurely, his clothes fluttering in the wind, as a strong man of the three refinings, his words and deeds were like a natural rhyme.
Yang Li's Origin Hongmeng Qi in the Spirit Sea felt the crisis of life and death, and automatically overflowed, forming a golden film attached to Yang Li's body, the wind was howling, and the film swayed, but it never dispersed.
The commander of the Jin Jiawei looked at him with a smile and said: "No wonder I was able to kill Xie Can, it turned out that I had an opportunity and relied on it." ”
He felt that Yang Li had some meaning, but it could only end here, and over the years, there were not a few geniuses who died at his hands.
The commander suddenly pointed at him, and the ground under Yang Li's feet directly sank three feet, and the pale golden film on Yang Li's body cracked directly.
Yang Li fell on one knee and spurted out a mouthful of blood, but he held on to the ground to prevent himself from kneeling, and it took him so long to condense these few Origin Hongmeng Qi, which had long been a part of his body, and losing it at this time was tantamount to cutting off Yang Li's hands and feet.
Threads of fine blood oozed from Yang Li's skin, dyeing the white clothes red and then black, and dozens of qi apertures were already broken by the squeezing of heaven and earth.
From a distance, Yang Li looked like a rickety bloody man.
The commander took another step forward, to put it mildly, but Yang Li snorted again, and several ribs were broken.
Even if Yang Li's Supreme Dao Ji is still there, he is a cultivator, and he has no chance of winning in the face of this commander!
Yang Li let out a low roar and actually took a step forward, although it was only slight, but it did shake the coercion of the commander, but the bloody qi became heavier and heavier, and the air had a slightly burning breath.
Yang Li burned the last remaining Supreme Blood.
The commander sighed, he could feel the breath of the supreme blood, and the wizard dynasty with the supreme bone would pay close attention, there were only a few people for thousands of years, and there was only that person in the holy domain who was so young.
The commander looked at Yang Li, the meridians were broken, and there was a bone missing in his chest, sure enough, it was Yang Li, after the battle of the Holy Domain, he could still break and stand up, which was worthy of Tianjiao, but it ended here.
The commander took another step, and Yang Li's figure that was about to break away was suppressed again!
The supreme blood burned out, and two extremely pale purple blood overflowed from the corners of Yang Li's eyes.
The conductor stretched out his right hand, his five fingers slightly bent, and grasped it gently, as if he had simply taken something off the table.
The clouds moved in all directions, and countless flowing clouds converged on Lingtai Mountain, gradually taking shape, and an incomparably huge palm formed by clouds and mist appeared, slapping towards Yang Li, even the refining powerhouses in the Three Refining Realms would be suppressed into powder!
A ghostly light flew out, it was the map of all things, and it quickly hit the huge palm that fell downward.
When the map of all things met that palm, it only made the palm stagnate for a few points, the clouds and mist dispersed a little, and before it could turn into a hundred-foot scroll, it dimmed, and flew back to the center of Yang Li's eyebrows, and there was nothing to be done about it for the first time.
The commander was shocked in his heart, the magic weapon can do it as long as it is a spirit treasure, but it can make his cloud palm stagnate for a few points, it must be ...... Immortal soldiers!
Yang Li had too many secrets and opportunities hidden in his body, and the commander didn't expect that he could make such a discovery just by going out for a casual stroll, so he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
Yang Li closed his eyes, that's it.
The battle was so hearty, and he died without regrets, but it is a pity that he did not open up all the eight veins of Tianti, and it is a pity that he has not seen the second half of the mysterious Taoist scriptures, but it is a pity that he ...... Zhang Ziling, who did not take away his own Daoji, was cut with a thousand knives.
So be it......
After a while, Yang Li did not turn into a pool of blood, and the cloud palm did not fall, but Yang Li felt a familiar feeling, very warm, like a touch of warm sun in winter.
Yang Li opened his eyes and found a touch of blue light sprinkled on his shoulder, and a wooden sign floated in the air, colliding with the huge cloud palm.
A figure flew towards Yang Li, looking hurried, I don't know if it was flying too fast, or the wind around was too chaotic, the hairband tied randomly on the person's head quietly fell, falling like a waterfall of green silk.
The man shouted, "Commander Li, do you recognize this card?"
That person was the young master of the Ashiga Gang, Ji Su.