Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Eight: Short and Intense

For martial arts researchers, they are not afraid of difficult topics, but they are afraid that there is no way out.

Now that the direction is there, all that remains is to keep digging into the depths of this direction.

But this is a completely new subject, and like all research, going from 0 to 1 is often the most difficult.

Writing feelings into the soul is a matter of words, but how to operate it is really difficult for Tang Luo.

The first difficulty is his divine soul, according to his original idea, if he casts his soul with the true method, then the current research is relatively simple.

It is only necessary to observe the structure of the neurons, and then draw a gourd to reproduce it one-to-one in the spirit...... But his soul is a ball!

Can anyone tell me how the ball feels the world?

Tang Luo, who was in a state of inward vision, looked at his pitch-black spirit, inexplicably and desperately.

It felt like scratching the lottery and winning the jackpot, but the prize was the richest man in the underworld.

Even if it's a head animal, there is a standard that can be referred to, it's a ball, it's a ball... Ball.

The pleasure of seeing the clouds just now was obscured by the haze again, and the Void Grandmaster stared at the divine soul for a long time... Long...

It wasn't until he realized that someone was attacking the Volinous Star Domain that he woke up from his contemplation.

The person who came was Zhu Huang, the elder of Sanleng Peak of the Medicine God Sect, and a grandmaster of Xiaomia Peak, Yi Qi Tianlong's journey to cross the doom caused panic among the people of all ethnic groups in the immortal realm, and in just a few days, the letterheads asking for help and shouting grievances were piled up on the desk of the elders of the outer gate.

It's not that these are all manifestations of being thieves, but in a mortal family, who can guarantee that there will not be a few unscrupulous descendants?

And the ferocity of Yiqi Tianlong is that he has destroyed the door, as if he wants to add all the blame for disciplining him with interest, who can stand this?

These families had no choice but to ask for help from the Medicine God Sect, and asked Daozi to quickly collect the supernatural powers, and promised to strictly control the clansmen in the future.

In fact, things have developed to this point, and the impact and implication are already big enough, so the elders of the Divine Sect also feel that it is time to get their own Dao son back.

Therefore, the Elder of the Triangular Peak, Zhu Huang, who issued the mission, and the Grandmaster Lei Gongteng of the Little Miasma Peak, were dispatched.

The former is to reason with Yiqi Tianlong, and the latter is to ensure that in the process of Zhuhuang's reasoning, Tianlong will not make mistakes.

Just from the staffing, we can see the good intentions of the Divine Sect.

I thought it was just a simple recall mission, but after leaving Xinghuang City, this interest changed.

Is it wrong to kill the wicked?

Perhaps in the eyes of many Divine Sect healers, Yi Qi Tianlong's methods were too ruthless, but from a moral level, they were beyond reproach.

As for the grandmaster of Xiao Miasma Peak, when he heard the deeds, he felt that his own Dao was competitive, and he repeatedly stroked his palms and laughed.

But when they walked into the Fu Mansion compound and saw the three people who were wrapped in wisteria, the Grandmaster of the Little Miasma Peak couldn't laugh.

Even the Daozi of the Divine Sect did not have the right to cross the laws of the Divine Sect and directly strangle the inner disciples.

From Zhu Huang's involuntarily trembling body, you can know that the interest of this mission has changed from summoning to catching.

Even Lei Gongteng, who was protecting his shorts, couldn't help but sigh for Yi Qi Tianlong's impulsiveness.

The two chased out of the city following the breath left by Yi Qi Tianlong, and saw the star field shrouded in the wasteland from a distance, and Yi Qi Tianlong's breath was cut off inside.

Without the slightest hesitation, Lei Gongteng made a brazen move, in the early spring, Mu Xing's spiritual power was at its peak, and the little miasma peak master who was in the wasteland pressed down on the Aoki Realm with his backpalm, the ghost flower wisteria sprouted from the ten thousand trees, and the rattan weaving covered the sky and shook the Fuling Star Domain of the Transformation Domain.

Thousands of attacks approaching the power of the three qualitative transformation spirit techniques easily shredded the Fuling Star Domain, and also caused the void energy wrapped in it to overflow.

Void ghostly energy, heaven and earth vitality.

The violent reaction of two completely different energies turned into a gang wind and slashed towards the nine heavens and ten earths.

Thunder vine put his palms together again, strengthening the Aoki realm, the sleeve robe shook like a big mouth to choose someone to eat, and thousands of emerald green seeds shot out like streamers, breaking into the Aoki realm in an instant.

As soon as the seeds containing endless vitality entered the realm, they pulled out a hundred and ten hideous green shoots, stretching out in all directions like cobwebs, expanding from the thickness of a hair to the thickness of a finger and then an arm in an instant, and finally squeezed without the slightest gap.

As the grandmaster of Xiaomia Peak, Lei Gongteng knows that the high-level fighting in the realm of grandmasters is extremely important.

The other party's method of sealing and demarcating the territory to isolate the aura of heaven and earth was extraordinary at first glance, so as soon as he made a move, he went all out to fight the lion and the rabbit.

Rewrite the wasteland aura ratio with the Aoki realm, and then use the natal vine species to weave the Aoki Fan Cage, unless it is the sword sect of the Xu family and has the divine sword in hand, otherwise it is a fool's dream to break the domain, this is the confidence of the Grandmaster of the Top-grade Heavenly Sect to seize the lead!

Inside the Aoki Fan Cage, Tang Luo watched the process of gradually spiritualizing those emerald seeds that were constantly absorbing the aura of Mu Xing, and he was also sighing in his heart.

Zhongzhou is indeed worthy of being the martial arts holy land of Xihe, and it is also the realm of grandmasters, and the ferocity of this one is far greater than the sum of several people in the Evil King Palace.

Just like his own Spiritual Star Domain, there is only one kind of poisonous wood-based vitality in this Aoki Realm, even if some cultivators of the Five Elements Cultivators rashly absorb such spiritual power, the result will be worse than isolating spiritual power.

But the realm is such a thing, strong is strong, and the weakness is also obvious, as long as the attack power is enough, tearing a gap with a point breaking surface, it is equivalent to contacting the threat.

Collecting and dissipating ghostly energy, the Void Twin Wheels were strengthened, and while activating the immortal body, his eyes wandered in the Aoki realm, finding the weakest point from the dazzling emerald green, his qi and blood roaring and galloping like thunder, and the Void Grandmaster's fist was like a dragon.

The piercing wind howled like iron intertwined, and the solid Aoki Fan cage was torn open, and Tang Luo, who had come to the outside of the Aoki Realm, threw out a wave of stars towards the thunder vine with a shocked face.

"Elder Zhuhuang goes first!"

In the end, it is the mountain where the Medicine God Sect specializes in fighting, although the destruction of Aoki Fan's cage made Lei Gongteng a little flustered, but the response was very timely.

With a flick of the vitality of both hands, the Aoki Spirit Realm opened, and hundreds of Muyi Qinglong counterattacked the sky, colliding with the galaxy wrapped in true power.

Thunder Fordii's body retreated, his sleeve robe was flicked again, thousands of flowers bloomed in the wasteland, Xinrui shot into the sky like an arrow, and a round of fog pollen filled the air and turned into a poisonous barrier, obscuring Tang Luo's vision.

Each of the wooden dragons drilled out of the Aoki Spirit Realm was equivalent to a Xuan-level pinnacle spiritual skill, but for Tang Luo, except for some bells and whistles, it was actually useless at all.

Tang Luo, whose immortal battle body was fully open, was like lightning with his fists open, and he was hard against the falling of the dragons who were flying backwards, and he didn't care about the ten thousand flowers spitting out the letter.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang!"

"Ding, ding, ding, ding!"

When the wood is shattered and scattered, the flower arrows are withered, and the Void Grandmaster who fell to the ground can still find the shadow of Lei Gongteng and Yiqi Tianlong.

"It's a pretty fast run. ”

The pungent floral fragrance made Tang Luo couldn't help but rub his nose, although he muttered and complained, but there was some rare relief on his face.