Immortal Path to Heaven Chapter 887: Dragon Clan Secret Method
As soon as the thought moved, a spiritual storm swept away in the **** world, turning into a spinning storm.
The sky, the earth, the mountains, the woods, everything is trembling, this blood-colored centipede is like standing on the opposite side of the whole world, even the space is constantly squeezed.
It wailed, and the body was already torn apart by this storm inch by inch. Suddenly, this blood-colored world collapsed instantly, and the sky-filled red silk thread merged into Ouyang Ming’s spirit. Only this mutant blood crystal made his Mental power increased by one percent.
After all the red mist has been absorbed, his eyes opened, as if there were two deep whirlpools that kept rotating in them, it seemed that as long as one glance, he would be completely lost in them. What kind of eyes are these, so deep and pure.
He shook his shoulders slightly, and said in his heart that this blood crystal could increase mental power, not just restore it, no wonder Tianwai Pavilion would hold a hunting meeting. And I would rather send out the meteorite outside the sky, but also exchange it.
Had it not been for his chance to enter the **** world and absorb the remaining spiritual power of the black feather centipede, he would not know the secret. Of course, it was as close as dust to him, and would not let go of a little detail. related.
Ouyang Ming took out a blood crystal of the peak fierce beast, the light in his eyes was fiery, and he muttered in his heart, the previous peak fierce beast had a slightly stronger recovery effect on mental power than the high-level abnormal beast. How much spiritual power, no longer hesitate, Ouyang Ming followed the law, and soon, the spiritual power in this blood crystal was completely absorbed by Ouyang Ming.
It’s just that this result made him quite disappointed. A single blood crystal of the peak fierce beast can only increase by a little more than one percent.
His brows were slightly frowned, and he secretly guessed that maybe this high-level blood crystal has some other secrets that he hasn't noticed yet.
So, half an hour later, Ouyang Ming had already absorbed dozens of blood crystals, and opened his eyes, as if two arcs flashed across the room, with an overbearing intention sweeping across all directions.
dozens of breaths later, Ouyang Ming closed his eyes again.
gave a low growl in his heart, and suddenly, lines of golden fonts immediately appeared in Ouyang Ming's mind.
"One thought, the stars are broken, the rivers and seas are dry, the world and all things, life or prosperity, death or extinction, are all within my thoughts." Ouyang Ming just read a few words, a kind of hegemony that dominates all things. Yi immediately echoed between the lines and filled his mind.
then look down, only to read the first chapter of the Jue, the voice of gods and demons, gather energy and breathe out, one word can be the law of the world.
Ouyang Ming kept browsing in the spiritual world, after a cup of tea.
His eyes opened and closed, he let out a suffocating breath, and said in his heart that only thoughts are based on the essence of the dragon clan, and I have the unique spiritual world of the Feng clan. The spiritual power is only strong but not weak, and I will definitely get twice the result with half the effort when I practice. .
Moreover, the only outstanding feature of this set of spiritual tactics is domineering. It cultivates domineering with tyrannical spiritual power, a domineering domineering that can despise everything. Of course, with the strength of Ouyangming’s spiritual power, it is also possible to practice now. But the voice of gods and demons in the first chapter.
Ouyang Ming gathers qi and breathes in, constantly trying to figure out the artistic conception in the method, trying to blend into it.
In a blink of an eye, the sky is already bright, but Wei Nian Jue doesn't even have a clue.
He is not impatient. The harder it is to get started, the higher the level of the magic trick.
He breathed in the purple air rising from the horizon, and in his heart he was visualizing the snow mountain in the spiritual world. During this period of time, Xu Junqing always appeared in his mind and always remembered her in the sixth formation. What I said when.
"The sky is the chessboard and the stars are the sons!" Ouyang Ming muttered to himself, as if he had a Kunpeng in his chest.
Generally speaking, Ouyang Ming is a layman. He doesn't have the world in mind, so he wants to live his own little life, leisurely and plainly.
But he also cares about people, Lao Jiantou, Wu Hanning, Ni Yinghong, Bai Shixue... That’s why he forced himself to keep going forward, but in the sixth formation, when he and Xu Junqing were in a tie. Xu Junqing did not win, but he lost, lost to himself, lost to the courage of the world, at that time, he was thinking whether his path was wrong and whether he should carry this burden.
So as soon as I returned to Wu's house, I studied the secrets of blood crystals and practiced samādhi.
He also feels that his martial arts cultivation is indeed a bit low, but there is always a thought in his heart that it is not time to improve now.
I don’t know how long it took, Ouyang Ming walked into the small courtyard, slapped the space bag with both hands, and after a light sound of a pike with a unique pattern, he flew out, fighting up to the sky, causing countless air waves.
Ouyang Ming squeezed the spear tightly and used his spiritual power to guard the spear, controlling his spiritual power and muscles in detail.
swept out towards the rear. There is nothing particular about this trick. It is made according to the heart, but it is flexible and changeable. It is difficult to figure out. You can rush or retreat in all directions at the same time. Retreat can defend, advance and attack, countless guns. The shadow rushes away like a deep dragon going out to sea and a tiger coming out of a mountain. Countless fallen leaves in the courtyard spin up and turn into countless small cyclones. Abruptly, there is a row of fine holes on the fallen leaves, which is terrifying and terrifying. .
Ouyang Ming's spear position changed, his arm straightened, and he lifted it upwards, withdrawing the spear and moving back.
Where the shadow of the gun passed, the aura was smashed out in all directions by this tyrannical force, and there was a violent whistling sound.
Gradually, the whistling sound became louder and louder, the shots were densely packed, and the moves they played became more and more. Some moves are like volcanic eruptions. They are extremely violent, fast and fierce, killing a thousand enemies, hurting themselves 800, paying attention to the frontal, hard-to-strength, and strong against the strong; some are like scraping in the Arctic cold plains. The cold wind, like the gangrene of tarsal bones, can’t get rid of no matter what; and some moves are upright and majestic. It seems that any conspiracy and tricks pierced by this gun will be broken. Enveloping this courtyard, looking from a distance, the guns were shocked, and even the sun's rays in the sky were suppressed.
Wu's study, Xue Yan raised his head and took a big mouthful of burning knife.
Suddenly, every pore in his mouth, throat, stomach... and even the whole body was filled with alcohol. This strong stimulus directly shocked him. He squinted comfortably and exhaled a breath of mist. Chuckled lightly: "Good wine, strong enough, this kind of wine tastes good enough to drink, men, you have to drink the strongest wine..."
Wu Xiaohuang sat opposite him, his eyes were a little bit bad, and he sneered: "Now I have drunk wine. This game has been delayed for almost a month. It’s not a problem to put it here, Brother Xue, today. Is it time?"
Old God Xue Yan was there, and he looked up again and drank a big sip of wine, breathing comfortably.
Instead, he was overwhelmingly overwhelming, and he stared fiercely, saying: "Brother Wu, don't wrong the good guy. When did I play chess with you? The style of chess is obviously wrong, no, no." Then he said. He waved his hand impatiently.
Wu Xiaohuang was stunned for a moment. He really didn't think that Xue Yan would stop talking about it. Is this "truth" carried out to the end if he can't lose it?
But immediately the anger came from my heart, and the evil came to the guts, and he yelled: "Old man, you are shameless. You are still shameful at such an age?"
Xue Yan's face is not red and heartbeat, and he is drinking the wine comfortably, and while drinking, he said with emotion: "It's still good in winter. The wine tastes different and it can warm up, hehehe."
Just then, a roar came from a distance.
The two looked at each other, their expressions changed slightly, they turned into two whirlwinds, and they rushed out.
When he saw the situation in Ouyang Ming’s courtyard, Xue Yan smiled bitterly and said: "Last night Boren told me that Yu Tianrui martial arts is advanced and he is in his hands. He can't do ten tricks. I still I thought he was too exaggerated. But... judging from today’s dozens of different ways of shooting, it’s not bad to be able to use five without ten strokes."
Wu Xiaohuang also took a breath, and asked tentatively: "You said how Brother Tianrui cultivated. This is unreasonable. Moreover, his cultivation level is not the middle-level spiritualist, but it feels better than ordinary ones. The high-level spirit is a lot stronger."
Xue Yan sighed, and there was a sense of despair in the voice: "If I knew, I would be the Venerable!"
After a while, the two exchanged glances, and they saw the firmness of their eyes.
This time, the Wu family and the Xue family have indeed picked up the treasure.
Of course, not only the two of them, but also the venerables of Wuzhifeng and the Beast King Sect, think so in their hearts.
But this kind of thinking is the strongest thing about centrifugation. After all, Ouyang Ming possesses the power of both the Phoenix and the Dragon clan. Unfortunately, he used the technique of blood escape after the battle with the Venerable Beasts, which was extremely injured. There is no way to come out to stir the wind and rain for the time being.
Ouyang Ming is ethereal in body and mind, falling into a state of nothing, no self, no self and nothing, and his guns become more casual.
Although the sword goes slant, it gives people a feeling of antelope hanging horns~IndoMTL.com~ The blood flow in the body is accelerated, like the water of the Yangtze River, agitated, a sense of hearty and dripping spontaneously.
He exhaled a suffocating breath and pressed the spear down.
In an instant, all the gun shadows in the small courtyard disappeared, and the aura calmed down.
Xue Yan and Wu Xiaohuang looked at each other, and at the same time exclaimed: "Retract as you want, where your mind is, and where your spear is!" They originally thought they had looked at Ouyang Ming high, but now it seems, Not only did it not look high, but it was underestimated, far underestimated.
After the gun shadow dissipated, Ouyang Ming did not move in a hurry. After calming the Qi in his body, he slowly opened his eyes.
Xue Yan and Wu Xiaohuang rolled their sleeves and fell in front of Ouyang Ming at the same time.
Wu Xiaohuang took a half step forward and said with a chuckle: "Unexpectedly, the old man Tianrui's marksmanship is so advanced, and he admires him."
Ouyang Ming flipped his wrist, put the spear away, and replied: "Senior is too serious. This kind of marksmanship can't be fixed in the senior's method, but it is down. A momentary negligence made the yard a mess. Don't be surprised."
Wu Xiaohuang's throat moved slightly and he was about to speak. Xue Yan already had a smile on his face. He waved his hand gently and replied, "It's okay, it's okay."
Wu Xiaohuang nodded, and added: "Huh? This yard is really too small, and it’s a bit hard to use, so let’s go back, I’ll change you to find a house, it’s more quiet there, and the yard is also It’s big, and you won’t be disturbed by studying the formation."
Ouyang Ming thought for a moment, then smiled and agreed.