Chapter 17: Locking the Sky Fist
The middle-aged man stood in the void, his black hair was like a waterfall, his bronzed body exuded a faint glow, like a substantial body, his gaze seemed to span endless years, and the vicissitudes of the ancient qi contained a smell that made the blue cloud feel extremely dangerous, he stared at the middle-aged man deadly, the Quartet Gengjin Yuanhua Immortal Recipe was running in the body, and every wisp of bone marrow was dyed with golden light.
"The years are ruthless, the eternals have passed, you immortals, you shouldn't be here. ”
The middle-aged man's voice was flat, but Bi Yun could feel a killing intent from the depths of his soul.
But he is not afraid, and now, with the help of many fake soul pills, he has already reached the Great Perfection of the Immortal Bone Realm, only one step away, he can touch the Immortal Soul Realm, even if this middle-aged man used to be a strong person in the Soul Melting Realm of the Human Race, but now he is no longer alive, such a state, similar to the soul of war, and has the spirit of the soul of a soldier, it is already a non-human existence, and it is absolutely impossible to have the combat power before death.
In his heart, Biyun couldn't help but sneer: "The earth of the human realm is the ancestral land of my immortal clan, and my immortal clan reigned in the world countless years ago, and my immortal clan opened up the void path, just to get back what belongs to us!"
"Something that belongs to you. The middle-aged man smiled, a hint of cold light emanating from his eyes, "One hundred and seven years ago, the Qingtian Immortal Emperor of your clan said the same thing, and was beheaded by our Emperor Suiren Clan in the Northern Wilderness Burial Immortal Mountain. ”
"Bastard!"
Biyun shouted violently, he flipped his big hand, and a huge golden gun ten zhang long appeared out of thin air, the sharp gold qi cut through the air, pierced through everything, and shot towards the middle-aged man, and in an instant, it crossed the void of more than ten zhang, and reached the center of the middle-aged man's eyebrows, its speed was as fast as thunder, so fast that it was incredible, and even faintly got rid of Xiao Yi's spiritual will lock, if this shot was aimed at him, most of them would not be able to escape.
For the immortal clan, the northern wilderness land has left eternal pain, a burial immortal mountain, buried the first generation of immortal emperors of their immortal clan, so far they have not been able to return to their hometown, they have been suppressed forever, many eras have passed, perhaps long since disappeared, drowned in the long river of time.
"Be careful!"
Xiao Yi let out a low snort, but when he saw that the ten-zhang golden spear was three inches in front of the middle-aged man's eyebrows, he trembled violently, and the body of the spear stopped, frozen in the void, and then collapsed completely, turned into a little golden mang, and returned to heaven and earth.
What the!
Biyun was shocked in his heart, and the next moment, he saw the middle-aged man step out, and a vast and incomparable purple battle qi suddenly roared out, and the strong aura belonging to the Soul Melting Realm swept in all directions, and the sky above his head, the vast white mist that was originally permeated suddenly broke through a hole that was a hundred feet long, and the terrifying aura made Shi Zhixuan's eyes on the heavenly dome tighten, and then burst out of an amazing beam of light, and the red heavenly horse roared, turned into a red light, and disappeared into the void.
"This is, Soul Melting Realm!" The Fire River Patriarch's eyes revealed a look of horror, such an aura actually emanated from the Wind Tooth Valley, could it be that the predecessors of other races were among them.
"Kill!"
Sensing the aura of this strong man belonging to the human race, the fighting intent of the two soldiers became more and more vigorous, their killing intent was like a tide, and the Great Soul Devouring Array was crumbling, and the blood lines that had bitten the entire Wind Tooth Valley had been shattered, and the remaining ones were also full of cracks, I am afraid that it would not take long to completely collapse, and the Immortal Clan Xuan Array that buried the entire Wind Tooth Tribe would also disappear completely.
Inside the Valley of the Wind Tooth.
Shi Zhixuan rode in and fell to Xiao Yi's side, his gaze was contemplative, and he fell on the stone platform, the aura that emanated from Biyun's body was so strong that it was even above the original blood clan, I am afraid that he had reached the peak of the immortal bone realm.
With murderous intent in his eyes, Shi Zhixuan understood that this was the cultivation improvement that had been exchanged for burying the entire Wind Tooth Tribe, and every wisp of immortal qi growth was piled up with the blood and bones of countless human races.
"Quartet Gengjin, Yuanhua Immortal Wheel!"
On the stone platform, Biyun's hands were sealed, and in an instant, the void within a radius of several miles shook, and the sharp golden qi between heaven and earth suddenly roared, condensing into a simple golden wheel in front of him, this golden wheel was sharp and incomparable, as soon as it appeared, the air around it was instantly shattered, revealing a vacuum.
"Yuanhua Immortal Wheel, punish for the heavens, and kill all the people!"
Biyun drank low, the Yuanhua Immortal Wheel suddenly buzzed, as if the spirit was born, the golden mangs were blazing, the sharp gold qi was almost condensed to the extreme, the immortal wheel broke through the air, where it passed, the vacuum spread, the sharp air roared like a sharp arrow, and the earth in front of the stone platform was suddenly full of holes.
The middle-aged man was unmoved, the sharp qi collapsed when it reached his body, he was as immobile as a mountain, and a majestic temperament emanated.
Laugh at!
I saw that the golden wheel reached its body, and suddenly stopped half a foot away, and the ten-zhang golden wheel continued to rotate, but it seemed to encounter an invisible barrier, and a large number of sparks burst out, each of which was the size of a baby's fist, and it was red, and the ground was suddenly melted, revealing blackened pits.
Slowly raising his right hand, the middle-aged man pressed it in the air, and an astonishing cultivation burst out, and the Yuanhua Immortal Wheel suddenly screamed and shattered in an instant.
Burst!
A mouthful of reverse blood spit out, Biyun took three steps back, and for the first time his eyes revealed a look of horror: "Impossible, my Quartet Gengjin Yuan Transformation Immortal Technique has been completed, even if it is an ordinary soul melting realm powerhouse, it is impossible to hurt me like this, who are you! You are a human or a ghost!"
Shaking his head slightly, the middle-aged man's eyes showed a hint of remembrance, and said, "I'm not a human being, nor a ghost, but the person who killed you." ”
Rumble!
In an instant, from the middle-aged man's body, the bright purple battle qi burst out, he punched out, the crystal fist was shrouded in purple mang, this punch sealed the sky and the earth, containing endless mysteries, as soon as the middle-aged man made a move, Biyun was horrified to find that he could no longer sense the sharp gold between the surrounding heaven and earth, this punch seemed to isolate the sky and the earth, vaguely, he seemed to think of something, and the depth of his pupils revealed a terrifying color.
"The Art of War, Locking the Sky Fist!"
The purple qi is vast, the battle qi is like thunder, under such a fist technique, Bi Yun felt that his breath was stagnant, and the immortal bones around his body were trembling, locking the sky fist, he had seen a record in the main hall of the Zongmen library, that was the art of war created by the human race specifically to restrain their immortal clan, a punch was sacrificed, isolating the heaven and the earth, completely eliminating their induction with the heaven and the earth, and slowly grinding out after the most lucrative time, it was really a terrible fist technique.
There are rumors that the creation of this art of war is a human king dozens of epochs ago, and there are also rumors that it is a human emperor three eras ago, and there are even legends that it was handed down from the hands of the human emperor Suiren clan one hundred and seven years ago, this lock heaven fist was born in the last era, alarmed the entire immortal clan, although it is only the art of war, but many strong people of the human race, but based on it, created a stronger book and even Wang Ce, among them, at the peak, even gave birth to an emperor record, in this era of the name of the hundred worlds, called Fengshenlu.
"No, I won't die, I can't die!
Between life and death, Biyun's eyes revealed a hideous color, he suddenly opened his mouth, spit out a palm-sized tortoise shell, this tortoise shell is as black as ink, there are quaint nicks on it, with Biyun's immortal infusion, this black tortoise shell suddenly emitted a misty white light, this white light is not strong, but in the place of shine, everything returns to nothingness.
Boom!
The power of the Heaven Locking Fist hit this white mang, and it suddenly melted, unable to move forward any further, and was completely blocked.
Xiao Yi's pupils condensed slightly, what the hell was that black tortoise shell, but seeing that the middle-aged man's expression remained unchanged, he stepped out and came to the tortoise shell, the purple fist pierced through everything, and collided violently with the tortoise shell.
Thundered!
Stone platform in all directions, if the thunder explodes, the blue cloud blood vomited wildly, and the golden shields of the four sides in front of him all collapsed, if it were not for the tortoise shell in front of him, this punch was enough to turn into powder.
Bang!
The middle-aged man's fist was monstrous, and each punch was earth-shattering, colliding violently with the tortoise shell, bursting out of a brilliant spark, but it could not break it, but its anti-shock force also made the blue cloud stagger, and his breath was wilted to the extreme.
Staring closely at the middle-aged man's movements, imprinting every punch into his mind, Xiao Yi's eyes were condensed, hooking the spirit of the barbarian elephant, turning into a cyan pillar of heaven and suppressing it in the spiritual world, this kind of boxing method is really terrifying to the extreme, even if it is just to observe, that punch entering the spiritual world is enough to destroy everything, if it is not for the barbarian elephant spirit suppression, Xiao Yi would not dare to be so presumptuous.
Despite this, at this moment, Xiao Yi's spiritual world realm was also in turmoil, the cyan heavenly pillar swayed, and fine cracks appeared on it from time to time, if it weren't for Xiao Yi's continuous visualization of the barbarian elephant diagram and the communication with the barbarian elephant spirit at all times, it would have collapsed long ago.
Patriarch Shi Zhixuan's eyes also lit up, remembering every punch, this is a great opportunity, if he can comprehend one and a half moves from it, it will undoubtedly be of great benefit to his future practice.
At the end of the day, the white light on the tortoise shell gradually dimmed, and with the weakening of Biyun's breath, it slowly lost its power, at this moment, Biyun's eyes revealed a look of horror and resentment, staring at Xiao Yi deadly.
"Stinky boy! It's all you! It's all you! You're always against me, all my preparations are ruined in your hands, you're a disaster, I curse you, abandoned by heaven and earth, I curse you for your body to rot, I curse you for your soul to be gone!"