Pang Gong's eyes were pure blue, and he waved his sleeves like clouds. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

When people go to the water, the moss marks are still there.

When the lotus flower is in full bloom, the water is bright.

When the wind blows, the green clouds sway, such as Panasonic crane feathers, and the wind is refreshing.

Free, dusty, unrestrained.

Just as the clouds come out of the heartless, the willows are from the yin, from nature, silently.

It's really picturesque.

But in Chen Yan's eyes, what he saw was completely different.

The fine and dense spiritual texts came from all directions, roaring like rain and surging like clouds, sweeping left and right, enveloping all directions.

It seems exquisite, but in fact it is the most domineering.

Once wrapped inside, the will is taken away, life and death are in the hands of the other party, people are swords, and I am fish and meat.

The field magnetic field is so domineering.

Chen Yan stepped a little and stepped back.

The clear and bright multicolored smoke rises behind it, like the tail wing of Tianpeng, and the speed is beyond imagination.

But it looks like it's slow and elegant.

Such a contrast is strange and mysterious.

Pang Gong was indifferent, and his mana worked, moving forward again.

This time, the magnetic field is everywhere, and any escape technique in front of it will slowly crawl like a turtle.

Even Chen Yan is no exception.

There is no way to hide, there is no way to avoid it.

"It depends on you. ”

Pang Gong's robe is fluttering, handsome and dusty, but the wide sleeves are like carrying the general trend, directly crushing, and can only compete head-on, no one can dodge.

Seeing this, Chen Yan turned around decisively, pulled his body out, and let out a long roar like a cracking gold stone.

The howling sound was high-pitched, like the cry of an ape in the deep valley in the frosty autumn day, poignant and sharp.

There is sharpness in the sharpness, and it is not afraid of cold winds.

In the long roar, Chen Yan Tianmen rose up with colorful Xuanguang, and then turned into a deep black water, the sun, moon and stars, mountains and rivers, thunder and clouds, all kinds of things, all-encompassing.

The origin of all things, creation and death.

The world is so big that it has everything.

In the face of Pang Gong's magnetic field, Chen Yan unexpectedly sacrificed the magnetic field field he had condensed with his spirit and supernatural powers.

Magnetic field to magnetic field.

Field-to-field.

One is the floating lotus in the Quchi, the jade water is fragrant, outstanding, and elegant.

One is that all things are born in the water, all-encompassing, derivative and varied, endless.

-for-tat, not giving in to each other.

You must know that the magnetic field will turn into a cave heaven after the monk is promoted to the Yuan Shen Zhenren, so it not only represents power, but also represents the divine power of the two people, the mind and understanding, etc., all of them are fused into one.

The most essential, the purest.

Thundered

The truth is nuclear, put it into power, and after the collision, sparks fly.

Chen Yan's eyes narrowed, and the magnetic field of his domain changed extremely much, from simplification to complexity, and then from complexity to simplicity.

Pang Gong's seemingly flawless magnetic field, in the jade water of the curved pool, suddenly rose waves, faint and deep, completely different from his breath.

"This,"

When Pang Gong saw this change, his face turned blue.

Such a situation is like a white paper like frost and snow, stained with a lot of ink, black, out of place, how unpleasant to look at.

Chen Yan took a step forward and knew it in his heart.

He didn't mess around, but took the lead early.

Very simply, he struck first and used an invisible sword to dominate the vitality, forcing Pang Gong to use the magnetic field to resist first, so he took this opportunity to explore the virtual reality.

Even if it only detected a little, it still managed to know oneself and the other, forming an active offensive.

"Reign over the heavens, and command the vitality. ”

As soon as Chen Yan took the initiative, he immediately launched an offensive, and wherever he thought of it, his vitality resonated, boiling endlessly, turning into wind knives, water swords, earth spears, fire blades, thunder whips, wood thorns, sun spears, moon hooks, star wheels, and so on, etc., in a thousand forms, each with its own differences.

The vitality of the heavens has been transformed into the blades of the heavens, and each of them has its own power.

In addition, when they were arranged, they also formed a great array of Heavenly Yuan Qi.

Thundered

Such a burst attack suddenly led to the change of Pang Gong's entire magnetic field, and the waves in the jade water of his Quchi were turbulent, the lotus flowers withered, and many green leaves fell out of thin air, falling into the water, fainting and rippling.

"Hmph,"

Pang Gong was shocked but not confused, the mana was running, his five fingers were stretched out, and from the tips of his fingers, he shot out the azure qi, lush and green, like glazed jade, not stained with any impurities.

The preciousness of heaven lies in the green, in the pure, and in the distance.

After falling in, the curved pond expands instantly, the blue waves and jade waves, the wind does not blow, smooth as a mirror.

The faint fragrance of lotus overflows, condensed but not dispersed.

An invisible force was born, grew, boiling, and began to drive away the invasion of Chen Yan's magnetic field power.

"Where is it so simple. ”

Once Chen Yan gained the upper hand, he would not retreat, but pressed step by step, and his Heavenly Spiritual Aperture shook together, using the Five Tribulations Ascension Gate in his body as a medium, attracting vitality, turning it into mana, and infusing it into the magnetic field field.

The magnetic field is the essence of the Jindan Triple, which contains all the monks' divine channel techniques, thoughts, and so on, and there are many subtle changes, and there are many subtle changes, and they are superior and inferior.

But no matter what, no matter how subtle the changes are, in the end, they have to be manifested in strength.

It's just that the more subtle it is, the more powerful it is transformed.

Chen Yan's cultivation of Xuan Gong is already subtle and profound, and the magnetic field condensed on this basis is above Pang Gong, and his mana is even more powerful to infinity, and the two complement each other.

Therefore, gradually, Pang Gong not only did not expel Chen Yan's strength, but was steadily attacked by Chen Yan, advancing step by step, and constantly encroaching.

In the end, the situation changed again.

I saw that the curved pool was bent, like thin eyebrows.

The jade water comes out of it, and the lotus flowers bloom on it, and the flowers are beautiful.

From time to time, the fragrance of lotus floats, and the green leaves sway.

However, the originally quiet scene is constantly changing.

Sometimes, a strong wind blows and blows off the lotus leaves.

Sometimes, heavy rains hit and the flowers wither.

Sometimes, the thunder brews, low and depressed.

Sometimes, the sun, moon and stars, sprinkled with light, are too bright and dazzling, making people look dazzling and uncomfortable, just out of place.

Chen Yan's strong advent affected Pang Gong's domain magnetic field Quchi Yushui Thousand Lotus Flowers, and there were defects.

Pang Gong continued to urge his mana, but it was a cut worse than Chen Yanlai, and it was useless at all.

"Let me take you down. ”

Chen Yan pinched his fingers and found that he had been fighting for five or six hours, he shouted, and the heavens' spiritual apertures were agitated, and the mana was surging, and it broke out again.

"Not good. ”

"Big bad. ”

"How's that good?"

Zhuo Bufan and the three of them noticed their fighting methods, and when they saw Pang Gong falling into disadvantage, they were in a hurry.

They never thought that Pang Gong, who was invincible in their minds, would actually be defeated by Chen Yan, a man from outside the country.

This doesn't make sense!

The green cicada was in high spirits, laughing, and there seemed to be infinite power in his body, controlling the treasure and bombarding the three people in a row.

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