Chapter 247: Different Ways Don't Conspire with Each Other
. Shumilou.CoM.Shumilou.Co
Golden Moon Lake.
The black water is surging, and I don't know the cliff shore.
A deep breath hung down from the void, turned into a black light, and sank into the water silently.
Jing Younan held the sword qi gourd in one hand and the jade ruler in the other, and the nine-fold halo behind him unfolded, and the true seed notes collided, emitting all kinds of incredible thunder sounds, and the four sides responded.
Thunder and sound together, the wind and clouds come to gather, carrying the glorious heavenly might, bright and majestic.
Click,
The surrounding void naturally gave birth to layers of ripples of water, and electric snakes danced wildly.
Click, click
The thunder of the demon that just appeared in the ears was in the ears, and the next moment, a fine crack appeared on the body, and then it exploded and turned into powder.
The thunder is a masterpiece, and there is light in a radius of 100 miles.
This is the thunder sound into the Tao, the thunder heart is the horror of the heart of heaven, for the demons who can't be resisted, it is completely a sweeping posture, and the autumn wind sweeps the leaves.
"From. ”
As soon as they saw that the people were so ferocious, the demons and ghosts who came from all directions changed color, and they did not dare to rush up again, so they could only form a sky net again, and the deep network expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye.
If you look closely, the network nodes are flickering phantoms, turning into all kinds of ghost faces, ghostly lights, ghosts crying wolves.
"It should be a kind of magic circle in the underground netherworld,"
Jing Younan's eyes narrowed, and the net was together, and the thunder sound he made was agitated, but he could no longer cause large-scale damage.
"Chop. ”
Thinking of this, Jing Younan ran Xuangong and pointed with his hand.
Crash
The Great Five Elements Transformation Gourd spit out a sword light, and in an instant, the Gengjin Qi expanded, turning into a thirty zhang high sword light, dragging the cold qi, and slashing it with a sword.
Thorn,
The net was torn open by the sword qi, revealing the deep essence inside, the entanglement of resentment and death, which is the darkness that cannot be dissolved.
"Not bad. ”
Jing Younan nodded, the big five elements transformation gourd in his hand did not have a great success, the five qi were unbalanced, and the Gengjin qi was the strongest, but he could use Xuan Gong to temporarily transform the other four qi into golden qi, making the sword qi fast and powerful, and indestructible.
Buzz, buzz, buzz,
Just when Jing Younan was about to make persistent efforts and continue to make moves, all of a sudden, the originally huge thing like a giant cocoon and a heart suddenly burst out with dazzling black light, and the sound of dong dong became more and more rapid, as if it was hitting the depths of people's hearts, making people extremely uncomfortable.
Whoa,
The next moment, the giant cocoon shrank rapidly, and then cracked open from the center, and a young man with white hair hanging down his waist paced out from the inside, and the patterns of black and gold leaves on his robe were entwined, like dense eyeballs.
The young man stood still in the middle of the field, and behind him was an endless black light, and the half-bloodstained chains inside rose and fell, and the anger and death were pervasive, as if carrying the deepest sin.
Seeing the young man appear, the surrounding demons and ghosts suddenly burst into laughter, as if cheering, and the atmosphere was high.
"Huh?"
Jing Younan looked up and down, this newly appeared ghost has a deep aura, almost equivalent to a real person.
The white-haired young man raised his head, his eyes were full of black energy, and he said in a yin voice, "Submission or death?"
His pronunciation was a little strange, as if he was chanting, but he could barely understand it.
Jing Younan smiled lightly, with a wide robe and a thunder light to protect himself, and said, "You ghost from the netherworld is really not small. ”
The white-haired young man's gaze gradually turned stern, and he said, "The gate of heaven is wide open, the universe is upside down, and the netherworld is about to come to the world, are you still obsessed?"
"Haha,"
Jing Younan laughed and said, "It's really interesting, I didn't expect the guy in the Netherworld to be quite eloquent, boy, don't talk nonsense, and see the real chapter under your hands." ”
"I don't know if I'm alive or dead. ”
The white-haired boy snorted coldly, put his hand over his shoulder, and slowly pulled out the half-cut chain behind him, the hideous blood spread, and the sinful chant came and went.
"Perdition, destruction, sacrifice. ”
The surrounding demons roared in unison, and the black qi on their bodies came out, gathering on the chains, and the faint light rushed into the sky, and endless figures were wailing.
People only know the happiness of life, but they never know the pain of death, the despair of sinking without hope for hundreds of millions of years, and the deep sins that sink into it, which are enough to destroy the heavens and the earth.
Sealed for thousands of years, imprisoned like a prison, never seeing the light of day, this is a great sin committed on the sunny side of the earth, and now it is finally to be repaid.
"Revenge. ”
The white-haired boy raised his chains high, his strange and handsome face revealing bloodlust for the first time, as well as hatred for enemies who were different from heaven.
"Kill. ”
The chains were waved, and the surging black water followed, to break the world and reappear in the netherworld.
Jing Younan retracted the smile on her face, sensing the painstaking and unforgettable hatred coming from the other side, the interweaving of yin and yang, the lingering of life and death, always cutting and messing.
There is no right or wrong, just different positions.
"I see. ”
Jing Younan pointed with his hand, and the Thousand Spirits Heavy Yuan Linglong Pagoda hung on the gate of heaven, and the wisps of treasure light hung down, and with a light brush, the chains that came from the sky were swinged.
"All of us are united, sacrificing revenge. ”
The white-haired boy let out a loud roar, and the chains were raised again.
As if they had been summoned, the surrounding demons were red-eyed, burning their lives, and threw themselves at the chains.
In less than three breaths, a layer of miserable white flames emerged from the chains, black inside and white outside, this is not ordinary fire, but the fire of sacrifice, the fire of revenge, the fire of despair, which is bound to burn heaven and earth.
Crash
The miserable white flames burned on the faint black water, up and down, water and fire, and spurred into a strange magnetic field, and the surrounding space seemed to freeze, cold and gloomy.
Crash
The white-haired boy held the chain, approached step by step, walked on the black water, and stretched the afterimage of death.
"This flame,"
Jing Younan's eyes were full of light, reflecting the raging flames, not seeing the slightest temperature, but it was chilling to the bones, and it was cold from the inside out.
Even his own life can be thrown away without hesitation, and even burn himself, such a combination of thousands of people's will to revenge, the fire of sacrifice, is really a force that people have to be frightened.
"No wonder there will be a catastrophe of heaven and earth, such a power, the original yin and yang isolation may not be able to stop it? ”
Jing Younan took a deep breath, reflecting the sacrifices of thousands of people, and took a step forward.
The Tao is different, and they do not conspire with each other.
As a person of the Immortal Dao, he naturally has his own position.
Jing Younan's mana poured into the jade ruler, and the means that had been leading but not triggering were finally used, and the phoenix seal dragon pattern on the Donghua Ciguang Star Ruler lit up at the same time, and the clear and bright Xuan sound pierced through the void.
Blue lotus, wonderful fairy sound, demon punishment.
Taking advantage of the stiffness of the ghost king opposite, Jing Younan let out a long roar, and the thunder water of the Great Fan Lei Pond in his body bubbled out, and in less than half a breath, it turned into a thunderbolt in the sky, flooding the whole field.
"Annihilation. ”
Jing Younan's mana is endless, the electric snake is dancing wildly, and the thunderous aura is everywhere.