Infinite and natural!

There are some records in history about the Wanhua Heavenly Skill, and the most shocking thing about this exercise is that it can reproduce the supernatural powers that it has never practiced before! Even this scene does not only include supernatural powers, but extends to all things in the world. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The history books record some of the wonderful scenes that happened in the past, the ancestors of the Jin family sealed in their hands, and only in an instant there were divine channel patterns flying in the sky, and they turned into a terrifying ocean to wash the sky of a domain, and the emperors of the same era were invincible and were defeated.

It was an incomparably terrifying avenue scene, even the body of a sage who I saw with my own eyes trembled because of this, Wanhua Heavenly Gong only had a shadow before the ancient times, and no one has ever reproduced this Heavenly Gong so far, and then finally someone came to take this Heavenly Gong and swept the Eight Desolations!

"The legend of Wanhua Heavenly Gong, only after 10,000 years, will someone once again palm this Heavenly Gong?" There is an old man's eyes like a torch, shining, the old body trembled, he had flipped through the ancient books, saw the relevant records, at that time felt that the emperor was overexaggerating, never thought about the truth.

"Is that another cold mountain, evolved from the Ten Thousand Heavenly Powers?" someone exclaimed.

Everyone was shocked by this, they had never imagined such a terrifying scene before they had never seen Wanhua Heavenly Gong, and the young man in black directly held up a huge cold mountain and threw it towards Jiang Sheng!

How big is the cold mountain? Those who cultivate as weak people are still difficult to see clearly the scene of the capping, and there are countless cold and ice currents running around, making the entire cold mountain become hazy.

"It's not as good as a real cold mountain, but it's also shocking. Someone looked at the scene, and it was hard to imagine the horror that the Holy Sword was facing now.

The cold is blowing everywhere, and the cold is coming.

The huge cold mountain crushed and locked everything, Jiang Sheng's expression was solemn, and he pulled the vigilance in his heart to the highest place.

At this time, Jin Yi drank coldly and indifferently, his golden eyes burst out with a brilliant divine light, his fingertips swallowed out a blazing glow, and the color of the red shrouded down, and the blood of the Jin family flowed down from the top of the cold mountain, a touch of blood red was terrifying, terrifying, and only in an instant, it shrouded the entire suppressed cold mountain.

Every drop of blood seemed to be put countless times, and the blood dripping from Jin Yihan's fingertips turned into a blood-colored river, which was extremely heavy, making the entire cold mountain covered with a layer of blood-colored divine brilliance.

couldn't believe the scene Jiang Sheng was facing now, just from the production of the picture, everyone felt creepy.

"This shouldn't be the combat power that the Jindan quadruple should have, I'm just afraid that it will be close to some divine wheels!" Someone has defined that the great realm is difficult to cross, let alone above the immortals, it is like a moat, and Jin Yihan has undoubtedly reached such a point.

"At the age of thirteen, he swept away the Jin family's Tianjiao under the age of fifteen, and he is worthy of the statement that the future young master of the Jin family!" said one person.

You must know that the power of the Jin family is not weaker than that of the Ming Divine Kingdom, and the bloodline extends to the boundless territory, and there are not many so-called children of the Jin family, and there are not a few young people of the Jin family under the age of fifteen, but Jin Yihan is such a person who swept everyone.

"What holy sword, is your sword sharp enough, can your sword cut through the mountains?" Jin Yihan's voice was extremely indifferent, Jiang Sheng's words had already made him angry, and he vowed to suppress the so-called holy sword in order to prove his prestige.

The cold mountain was covered, and a strange scene unfolded on the top of the cold mountain between the treasures, and a blood-colored cold mountain rose on the top of the cold mountain, and this cold mountain covered Jiang Sheng's small figure in it, and there was no sound.

"Was the Holy Sword suppressed or not?" the scene was silent, and someone asked.

"I don't want to believe it, this is the holy sword, the sword of the kingdom of God is incomparably sharp, it's just a cold mountain, and the cold light of a sword will definitely be able to split the mountain. One person embraced Jiang Sheng, but his eyes showed unwillingness, because the blood-colored mountain was too terrifying, and the pictures were terrifying.

"The holy sword is over, the young master casts the seal of the king, and the blood of the Jin family flows to the entire cold mountain, and even a divine wheel cannot get up again. The young man in Tsing Yi said coldly.

"Your Highness. "Above the auspicious clouds, the moon and the stars showed a melancholy color.

Zhang Yunhan shook his head lightly and said calmly: "You underestimate him too much." ”

"You don't need a sword yet. At this moment, the blood-colored mountain began to tremble, and countless cold and icy air currents splashed everywhere, and the debris turned into dust and ashes.

Jiang Sheng propped up the entire blood-colored mountain with his arms, and his feet had already sunk deep into the cold ice stone, and even stepped on the enchantment that was applied to the outer layer of the cold mountain between the treasures.

When the ice mountain turned into a blood-colored suppression, he looked solemn and greeted it alone, because all the qi engines were locked, and he still couldn't dodge it, so he could only attack it with brute force.

His hands spewed out fiery divine light, his flesh was covered with a layer of precious light, the fiery red molten sea in the Divine Mansion was churning, splashing with endless power, and the three golden pills were shining, and obscure Dao patterns emerged, intertwining above the Divine Mansion.

And at this moment, the silver blood in the meridians was completely boiling, and countless silver lights came with endless power, rolling and surging in Jiang Sheng's body, and the surging battle intent had already ignited in his eyes, and the green tendons of the whole body turned into a dragon and rose up, and the strength of the flesh was like a surging divine ocean one after another.

There is a suppressive power in the blood-colored mountain, this is Jin Yihan's blood to produce a mystery, with his own blood to perform a certain suppression technique, implemented on the cold mountain, thus suppressing Jiang Sheng, so that the so-called holy sword will never turn over!

But Jiang Sheng's arms burst with immortal light, this is the sunset melting gold gong for this crazy turn, the power of smelting majesticly gushing out, the ultimate mystery unfolds, everything in the world, all smelted! Even the so-called indelible blood of the Jin family was smelted by Jiang Sheng, turning into drops of ordinary blood.

At this moment, a great sun rose from Jiang Sheng's back, he stepped on the barrier with both feet, and supported the entire cold mountain with both arms, and the terrifying physical power was completely unfolded at this moment.

Sunset!

Now, a long time has passed, Jiang Sheng has stepped into the realm of the golden pill, and has a new insight into the sunset melting gold gong, this divine power derived from the ancient scriptures blooms with an incomparable divine light, and the crimson sun and Jiang Sheng's body float at the same time.

Jiang Sheng drank loudly, simply puffed up, Jin Dan swallowed the runes, and finally stepped on the ancient thunder and lightning altar and stood up, and the big cold mountain gradually stood up under his small body!

"What did I see? The Triple Human Immortal Body humped up an entire cold mountain?" Countless people were speechless, and some of them trembled with excitement as the holy sword in their minds stood up again.

"Maybe it's just because it evolved from Tiangong, it's not the real Cold Mountain. Some people shook their heads, thinking that it was just because of their supernatural powers, the real cold mountain was even larger, and it was made of countless cold ice stones, and its weight was incalculable, and even the Great Monk of the Cave Heaven might not be able to hump up.

"Through the picture, it is enough to witness the extraordinaryness of the blood-colored mountain, and His Highness has not been suppressed. One man's eyes sparkled.

Jin Yihan looked down, looked at the gradually rising cold mountain, and frowned slightly.