Chapter 546: Hidden Needles in Mianli (14)
Ji Wu pinched the magic technique with both hands, as if he had created another world, and the phantom of the Immortal Court behind him trembled, and the two qi of the Immortal Yuan of the Divine Power Realm surged out, paving the entire Cold Spirit Pavilion like the Nine Heavens Immortal Domain. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
A figure identical to the deity gradually walked out of Ji Wushuang's body, and every step that fell, causing the wind and clouds to roll upside down, causing thousands of thunderbolts in the sky.
This is a kind of law supernatural ability that cannot exist in this realm at all.
Although Yan Huihong and the others had already clearly understood the ability that Ji Wushuang was showing now, and understood that he had a terrifying supernatural power of an extralegal clone, when they stood in front of him and experienced it with their own eyes, they had a different feeling, and the shock in their hearts was even stronger than what they had heard from others. This kind of supernatural power is incomparably against the sky, and it is even more difficult to resist when it is placed on Ji Wushuang, because most of the emperors of Shenzhou only have one kind of supernatural power, if the supernatural power is a doppelganger, to a certain extent, it is necessary to weaken his own strength, because many times, if all kinds of strange supernatural powers are used, they are far more effective than the tactics of the sea of people, but for Ji Wushuang, it is another matter entirely.
The two Ji Wushuang smiled slightly at the same time, raised their hands and pointed, and said softly: "The void is cracked." ā
A roaring sound was heard, and the void twisted, and ripples with a deadly aura spread out from the two centers frantically, beginning to spread countless ripples at an extremely fast speed.
Emperor Gongsun Quan's eyes shrank slightly, and he muttered: "If the emperor uses the way of the doppelganger as his supernatural power, he will definitely not be able to use such a majestic Dao method again, and the practice system that Ji Wushuang really cultivates is really incompatible with the current Shenzhou continent." It is said that he is the reincarnation of the Great Emperor, I believe it, but I don't know which Great Emperor he is the reincarnation of, and it comes from the legendary ancient prosperity...... Or the heavens and all the worlds?!"
The blood-red hunting and flying, he raised his hand, and at the moment when the void ripples were about to come, he said lightly: "I will burn the sky." ā
In a flash.
Countless red lotus karmic fires suddenly, using heaven and earth as a melting pot, burning the sky and boiling the earth.
He had never tried such a full-strength battle in five thousand years, and the opponent was still the reincarnation of an emperor, and this flame not only scorched the world, but also completely ignited the fire of war that had been silent in his heart for many years.
Yan Huihong looked at the ripples that came from the bombardment, his eyes were calm, he just moved his five fingers slightly, and a lamp appeared in his hand, the light seemed to come like nine hells, dark and deep, and with a random move, he said: "Heaven and earth puppet, fight for me." ā
Countless silk threads ran through the Hanling Pavilion and fell in front of Yan Huihong, with countless imperial qi entwined on it, and everyone just saw it, and they couldn't help but have the idea of worshipping, and it was also between this trance-like lightning and stone fire, one after another strange figures condensed by various Dao breaths in the air stepped forward under the control of the silk threads to meet Ji Wushuang's attack.
Tens of millions of people underneath, even if it is a true king with a deep background like Qin Guan, it is still the first time to see the emperor of the Divine Power Realm make a move, this momentum really taught him to be shocked and speechless, in front of such momentum and power, he is like a fragile flat boat, can only be crumbling in the surging ocean, following the waves.
Rao is like this, Qin Guan still hasn't forgotten his responsibility to slay demons and defend the Dao, but when he wanted to draw his sword to echo the righteous path to attack the demon girl Ling Xue, in a trance, he found that Ling Xue had disappeared from his sight.
Suddenly, she was sitting in the space, blinking at the Thunder Emperor who was about to deal with Ji Wushuang not far away.
Emperor Lei was dressed in white, looking like he was about twenty years old, but he already had snow-white hair, his slightly curly short beard was growing up vigorously, his eyes seemed to hide ten thousand thunderbolts, and there was endless purple electricity flowing in his flying white hair, he looked at the silver-haired woman opposite with complicated eyes, counting, this was the second time he had met Ling Xue. The last time she was outside Qinghong City, she was vulnerable in front of her, if it weren't for Huang Xingyuan's senior uncle Si Beixing to stop her, he could have killed her alone, and now four years later, when she met her for the second time in the Cold Spirit Pavilion of the Ten Million Righteous Path Alliance, she had changed from an existence that was looked down on by herself to a strong opponent who could be on an equal footing with herself.
Ling Xue looked at him and smiled, and said, "Thunder Emperor, the last time Qinghong City subdued the demons, you were really majestic. ā
Jiang Yue shook his head humbly and said, "Let you escape, no matter what kind of majesty you have, it will make people laugh when you say it." ā
Ling Xue understood his words, blinked at him and asked, "Won't you let me escape this time?"
Jiang Yue sneered, did not answer, but narrowed his eyes and said loudly: "Array!"
It's still the Four Elephants Sealing Array.
It's just that this time there is no Nine-Winged Heavenly Dragon Yuwen Feng as the formation eye, but in terms of power, it is only slightly inferior, because this time the Four Elephants Sealing Array is a large array formed by three hundred and sixty righteous path battle formations, and this world-famous Cold Spirit Pavilion is used as the formation eye.
The breath is solidified, and the space is sealed.
This is a double-edged sword, because after this moment, all space-time Dao methods will be greatly discounted, especially the one-way Dao method of space, but because there are more than 1,000 centaurs on Chiling's side, there are hardly many main attacks on the way of time and space, so this target does not play an exaggerated role in injuring the enemy three thousand and self-damage of eight hundred, at most one or two hundred losses are already the top of the sky, and the most suffering is the demon girl Ling Xue.
Jiang Yue felt the air completely condensed in the entire Cold Spirit Pavilion, and said slowly, "Demon girl, you can't leave. ā
Ling Xue smiled and asked, "Why should I run away, isn't it more interesting to kill you?"
After coming out of Nancheng, Zhao Wouji finally came back to his senses once, remembering the rumored imperial swordsmanship in the rivers and lakes, and thinking that it was a great regret in life that he didn't have the opportunity to see Ling Xue's peerless sword, so he took this as a reason to talk to Ling Xue, a great beauty, and asked her why she didn't use a sword to kill the three true kings, Ling Xue first copied the words that answered Luo Tongcheng at that time, Lao Zhao was naturally not as upright as Luo Tongcheng, staring at him and saying that he could believe the calf, others said that he could believe it if he forgot the swordsmanship, but he would definitely not believe it if she forgot how to use the sword, Ling Xue smiled when she heard it, and then tilted his head and thought for a while, and said softly"Because they don't qualify. ā
At that time, Lao Zhao was speechless in shock.
Just like he is now.
How could he forget the hellish scene of thousands of pitch-black mouths rushing out of the world, and her sword path was still more terrifying than summoning the main body?
But now he finally got some idea.
Then my eyes widened, full of disbelief.
At some point, Ling Xue's green jade fingers had already grasped an incomparably black sword.
There is no gorgeous sword momentum, and there is no trembling movement of mountains and rivers.
However, the space that should have been frozen jumped as if it was boiling, liquefiing into countless crystal droplets, and in the next moment, a thin slit as thin as a silver needle swallowed up all these water droplets.
The Hanling Pavilion, which was claimed to be able to withstand the Emperor's full force without shattering, had a straight and narrow crack, which was cut open like tofu.
The slanting wind and drizzle outside fell in.
The hall shook a little.
As a brilliant blood flower bloomed, an arm fell.
It was the arm of the Thunder Emperor.
The audience was silent. (To be continued.) )