The boundless black mangs shone from the thunder characters, almost covering Yang Tian's entire dantian. The Lihuo Ding in his body trembled slightly, and the true qi that he had originally regained control was also about to move at this moment, as if it was about to break out of his control.

At this time, wisps of cold air grew in his dantian, gathering less into more, and in the blink of an eye, the cold qi turned into a thin layer of mist, shrouding the periphery of the dantian. Block the black rays that burst out of the Thunder character.

In his dantian, another golden light emerged, dazzling, like a meteor crossing the sky. The golden sword light stirred up layers of ripples in the dantian, and Yang Tian used all the power he could muster, just to suppress the thunder character.

Boom, boom, boom! An invisible storm was set off in his dantian, which was extremely fierce, and this fluctuation lasted for an unknown amount of time. Until a certain moment, Yang Tian's eyes opened, and a golden light burst out from his eyes, sweeping across the void.

"I didn't expect you to be able to break free from the suppression of the thunder talisman, but it was a bit unexpected for this seat, but after all, you will not be able to escape the doom, and if there is another incense stick, this seat can break the ban, and your life is only one stick of incense. Ziyang Zhenren was in control of the overall situation at this time, as if everything was under his control, and it was a little surprised that Yang Tian broke free from the thunder talisman at this time, and he didn't really take this matter to heart.

Yang Tian ignored Ziyang Zhenren's words, he raised his hand and grabbed it, and the Yinhong Sword fell into his hand. Yang Tian's face was expressionless, he took a step forward, and stepped onto the stone platform with one foot.

The sword light in Yang Tian's hand flickered, and a sword slashed out, and sparks flew out. Yang Tian's complexion changed, and the sword in his hand couldn't move an inch in front of Ziyang Zhenren. His sword was stabbed into the opponent's heart, which was also the weakest point of the opponent at the moment. He felt as if the sword was piercing the rock. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't penetrate a single bit.

"How is it possible?" Yang Tian didn't believe the scene in front of him, and his palm was full of true qi. The runes on the Yinhong Sword flickered, the silver light flowed, the heaven and earth vitality gathered, and the sword body was full of light, like a peerless sword.

This sword was the strongest sword that Yang Tian could use at the moment, even if it was a strong person in the Condensing Realm, it would change color when facing this sword, and he didn't dare to take it hard.

On the other hand, Ziyang Zhenren sneered slightly. Mocking: "Just because you also want to break through the defenses of this seat, it is really wishful thinking." ”

Yang Tian's wrist shook, and his palm erupted with no effort. The sword slashed like a meteor and stabbed towards the heart of Ziyang Zhenren.

The tip of the sword touched Ziyang Zhenren's cortex, and he saw that the surface of his body was covered with golden ripples, spreading outward. A force of shock emanated from the golden ripples. The Silver Hung Sword in Yang Tian's hand trembled constantly. Almost flew upside down.

Yang Tian's pupils shrank, his wrist was forced, and he only held the sword, and his gaze fell on the part that had just stabbed towards Ziyang Zhenren. "Golden Bodyguard?"

The golden body is the refining power of Buddhism, and generally speaking, only Buddhist masters can cultivate the golden body. It is said that the cultivation of the golden body of Buddhism has reached the highest level, and it can compete with the great supernatural powers only with the power of the golden body.

Yang Tian saw the golden light outside Ziyang's real body, and subconsciously thought that the other party had cultivated the golden body method of Buddhism. However, he immediately dismissed the idea. After all, the golden body is a secret art of Buddhism. It is impossible for ordinary people to come into contact with it, and looking at the appearance of Ziyang Zhenren, he does not look like a person in Buddhism.

However, no matter whether the other party had cultivated the golden body or not, with Yang Tian's current strength, he would not be able to break through his physical body defenses. Yang Tian observed carefully and found that Fang Cai's sword was not completely ineffective, at the very least, it left a shallow scratch on Ziyang Zhenren's skin.

It can be seen that the opponent's defensive supernatural power is not invincible, however, the scratch is restored at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it is completely restored in a few breaths. This also dispelled Yang Tian's desire to continue to make a move, and he stepped back and fell to the ground smoothly.

Ziyang Zhenren was trying his best to crack the talisman above his head at this time, and he didn't have time to take care of Yang Tian at all, he just glanced at Yang Tian with a cold gaze, and then looked away and concentrated on breaking the ban.

"Now only by breaking the door of life and death in a stick of incense can it be possible to fight for a glimmer of life. Yang Tian frowned slightly, he didn't waste any more time, and walked towards the two portals of life and death that he had seen before.

As he approached the stone wall, the clearer the artistic conception of life and death became, and the words life and death on the stone wall were infinitely enlarged in Yang Tian's eyes, and there was nothing left in his eyes left between "life" and "death".

The word "life" contains the meaning of dead wood in spring, and the word "death" is dull, and the artistic conception contained in the two is completely opposite, but they are integrated with each other, and there is no rejection.

Moreover, these two words are atmospheric and heroic, which is obviously not something that ordinary people can write, and then integrate the meaning of life and death into the handwriting, and the difficulty is even higher.

Yang Tian had the illusion of being in two heavens at this time, as if he was on the green grass full of spring last moment, and in the blink of an eye, he came to a desolate place that was bleak and lonely.

These two scenes are obviously evolved from the words life and death, and the handwriting is turned into a scene, and only the scene that exists in the legend is now in front of Yang Tian's eyes. He was not flustered in his heart, but calm.

Yang Tian observed quietly and found that the scene here seemed to constitute the words "life" and "death", and he was between life and death at this time.

Suddenly, a surging vitality emerged from the word "Sheng" and poured into Yang Tian's body, and the power of his qi and blood skyrocketed to an immeasurable level in an instant. The surging vitality can almost be compared to the powerhouses of the Condensation Realm.

If it were an ordinary person, he might be excited when he encountered this, but Yang Tian remained calm at the moment and was not carried away by the changes that had occurred in his body.

At this time, he couldn't resist the surging vitality entering his body, so he could only wait and see what happened, and in less than a few breaths, his body was full of rolling vitality. Yang Tian felt as if his strength had increased by more than ten times in an instant, as if he could kill the Condensing Realm cultivator with a random palm split.

This feeling was extremely real, and even Yang Tian was a little difficult to suppress the instinctive excitement of his body at this time. After ten breaths, his body could not carry so much vitality, and he felt like he was about to explode.

As the saying goes, the extremes of things must be reversed, and his body is filled with too much vitality, which is beyond his bearing, so that this situation has occurred. Yang Tian endured the pain and wanted to force the vitality in his body out of his body, but found that he couldn't do this no matter what.

Just when he was about to take it anymore, the vitality in his body suddenly changed, and the smell of decay and withering came out of his body. The vitality in his body turned into dead qi in an instant, and his originally swollen body suddenly dried up, and a trace of black qi escaped and surrounded him.

At this time, Yang Tian looked like a person whose life was about to come to an end, and his twilight was gloomy, and when outsiders saw him at this time, they would think that he only had one breath left.

Although he does not look old, he still gives the impression that he is about to die. It's all due to the excess dead air in his body. Death Qi spread outward from his body, if all his body was contaminated with death Qi, then Yang Tian would really not be far from death.

At this rate, at most, ten breaths, the dead qi can permeate Yang Tian's body. Yang Tian is also extremely clear about his own situation, and it is impossible to say that he is not flustered in his heart. He tried his best to suppress the panic in his heart and calm his state of mind.

Only when the state of mind is clear can he find a chance to get rid of the predicament in front of him, Yang Tian's gaze fell on the sincerity and bleak place in front of him.

There is a perfect blend of life and death, and there is no gap to be found, and the surging vitality and the dead air of silence are intertwined. This scene is difficult to see in the outside world, and it can be said to be a rare scene in the immortal world.

Yang Tian's comprehension ability was extremely strong, and in less than a moment, he could see the reason for the fusion of the forces of life and death. If life and death are regarded as a kind of force, then it can explain why the forces of life and death can be blended.

Whether it is a monk, a mortal, or a living being, his life is a process from birth to death, and then from death to life. Life and death constitute a cycle, and if we look at it in this way, life and death are a whole and have never been separated. (To be continued......)