Immortal Path to Heaven Chapter 1106: Meeting
The breeze is blowing, revealing a hint of coolness.
In the sky, a silver arc shuttled through the clouds, stirring up waves. Looking closely, it turned out to be a rare silver flying carpet.
There are two people sitting on top of the flying carpet, one old and one young, their auras are extremely powerful, shaking the void.
The young boy has red lips and white teeth, clear eyebrows, and the occasional domineering color that flashes between the eyebrows, which proves that this person is not simple.
And the old man’s eyes seemed to contain a huge world, deep and abnormal, it seemed that as long as he glanced at it, he could breathe his mind into it. The aura that radiated even distorted all the space within ten feet of the surrounding area, and even the oblique sunlight could not fall down, and was blocked by an unspeakable force.
These two people are exactly Ouyang Ming and jealousy who often had a hole before they came out of the Witch Ministry.
The old man lowered his mouth, licked his mouth, rubbed his fingers on the flying carpet, his eyes showed a touch of emotion, and said softly: "Unexpectedly, Brother Ou is still a master forger. This wonderful and unspeakable item comes from my brother. It’s incredible."
He said this very sincerely, without any deliberate flattery or exaggeration.
Although the Witch is powerful, it doesn’t forge magic weapons. It only tempers the flesh with the positive and negative yang energy. In the process of forging, it is weaker than the dragon and phoenix clan.
"The elders of the clan are too acclaimed. Forging flying carpets is actually not that difficult." Ouyang Ming looked at the continuous and ups and downs of the river below, and said softly. If these words were heard by the other blacksmiths, I'm afraid they would have to scold him for not knowing what is good or bad. But the flying carpet is forged. Even in the great world, how many forgers can forge flying carpets? Moreover, this is still a silver flying carpet.
Jealousy also froze for a moment, and took a deep look at Ouyang Ming.
He has lived for endless years, and he has seen a lot of people of all kinds, and he can tell if what he said is true or false, just by glancing at it.
gently stroked the gray beard, smiled and said, "It's not that it's not difficult to forge a flying carpet, but that Ou's brother is talented." In his feelings, Ouyang Ming is too young to be believed. At this age, not only the cultivation base is not weaker than that of the imperial realm strong, but even the forging is also amazing.
Ouyang Ming smirked, and his eyes showed the color of memory: "The clan is too acclaimed, I just have a little more luck than the others."
Jealousy shook his head vigorously, and said in a serious tone: "Luck is also part of strength."
As soon as 's voice fell, he closed his eyes and rested.
In the sky, the flying carpet is as light as cotton wool, but the speed is getting faster and faster.
As Ouyang Ming merged the powers of the dragon and phoenix clan and the Shangjie clan, he transformed the ordinary into a spirit, stepped into another life level, his spiritual power skyrocketed, and he became more familiar with the flying carpet, and it could even be said to be closed. Take it easy.
It was dusk, Ouyang Ming controlled the flying carpet and turned around.
Suddenly, a faint blood-colored light screen flickered on the horizon, and in a flash, even the afterglow of the setting sun was blocked by blood.
Looking from a distance, the whole world is shrouded in a mist of blood. The earth is desolate and lonely, the rocks are scattered scattered, the vegetation is dense, and the darkness is deep. Again in the wilderness, this kind of scene makes almost 80 adults feel chilling.
"Strange, what is going on?"
Jealousy's eyes condensed, and the light in his eyes flickered, his mind turned, and he stepped into the realm of interaction between heaven and man.
In an instant, even the slightest changes in the surrounding area with the flying carpet as the core will clearly appear in his mind. This is not that he is cautious, but that in the heart of the origin, there is bound to be no mistake in being as careful as dust and walking on thin ice.
The sky is getting darker and darker, and there is a palpable darkness, and the light on the earth seems to have been absorbed by an unknown substance.
At this moment, a roaring sound spread from all directions.
A wave visible to the naked eye surged, and the light curtain instantly shattered.
turned into countless wisps of thick blood to the extreme, rolling from the horizon, surging with aura, like a mighty turbulent wave hitting the shore, mountains, rivers, spirit beasts... everything is shrouded in blood mist .
"Who is it?" Ouyang Ming pressed the corner of his mouth and gently rubbed his eyebrows. He felt a familiar wave in the blood mist.
Without any hesitation, he tapped his toes and jumped up from the flying carpet. Spiritual power surged in the Danhu. With his long sleeves rolled up, he folded the flying carpet and looked forward with scorching eyes.
The witch tribe father’s face was gloomy, the center of gravity was shaking, the qi machine was slender and lingering, his old body swelled, and the black light entwined around his arms was like two dragons, his tyrannical aura swept away, his body flashed, and he was already blocked. In front of Ouyang Ming.
"Give me away!" The old man's voice was not loud, but with a kind of overbearing that can shatter the sky, his arm was raised and he pressed it in the air.
Under this press, the **** mist in the sky turned into a **** vortex with wide tops and narrow bottoms as if it was stirred by a long and thin bamboo pole. Like Kowloon absorbs water, it eventually turns into a white mist and dissipates quickly.
"Interesting, the blood of the ancient witch family? But what can I do?"
Just as the blood mist was about to dissipate, an unusually cold voice vibrated the spirit energy.
came from a distance, listening to the tone, the speaker should be a middle-aged man. There was an awe-inspiring evil spirit in this voice, like it came from a sea of blood on the mountain.
Following the sound, a man in Chinese clothes stepped on the void and came slowly. His clothes are fluttering, his eyes are dark, and the black arcs are entwined with each other, which is very ghostly.
Feng Xinxiao's eyes patrolled around, and finally fell on Ouyang Ming, his eyes flashed with blood, and said: "Where is life really not meeting? Last time I was in the Feng clan, if it weren't for you, how could I fail? "
Ouyang Ming did not speak, his face was calm.
"Why don't you dare to speak, I'm afraid?" He sneered, with a strong joking in his eyes.
Ouyang Ming's complexion is as usual, without the slightest disturbance.
But jealousy was angry, and a cloud of dark clouds shrouded his head, and a force that could lift the heavens burst from him. You must know that his cultivation level already belongs to the top group of people in the Great Thousand World, and even if compared with Feng Mu, he is only half a step behind. Compared with the ordinary imperial realm powerhouse who understands the law, it is not even a star and a half. But now, a kid who just understood the law dare to jump in front of him, how can he not be angry? What's more, Ouyang Ming is still the one who broke the game calculated by his brother,
Jealousy's right hand lightly presses the center of his brows, and suddenly, the dim star mark on the center of the brow lights up instantly. The white light scattered, and an invisible wind blew up, and his mouth roared: "Reincarnation boxing!"
He is a descendant of the ancient witch family. Even though he has gone through the war of punishment of witches, countless precious inheritances have been destroyed, but reincarnation boxing is the three most important methods of the ancient witch family. Indelible.
As soon as 's voice fell, the old man raised his arms and blasted his fist towards the sky.
Under this fist, the mountains and rivers collapsed, swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger, nine heavens and ten earth, trembling all together, wailing ceaselessly.
Where the fist wind passed, countless spatial turbulence appeared out of thin air.
This is the reincarnation boxing, which has the ability to decide forever.
"How...How can it be so strong?" Feng Xinxiao was startled, and an unprecedented crisis suddenly appeared in his mind. But his face didn't show the slightest, he only saw his thin lips pursed, and his right hand patted the space bag.
A burst of blood scattered from his hand, and when it fell, a large cauldron flew out, growing in the wind, and finally became the size of a hill. This great cauldron was blood-red, with a strong fishy smell, as if it had been taken from a lake of blood. Inside the great cauldron, countless obscure runes were carved with a writing knife, which dazzled people.
The four sides of the big cauldron are based on the four monsters of evil spirits, fox fairy, judge, and Xingtian. The big tripod came out of it, showing a strong scarlet glow.
gives people a sense of being like a mountain and facing the abyss.
The light of blood on the big cauldron flickered, and Feng Xinxiao quickly pinched his hands with both hands, interlaced her index fingers and middle fingers, making a flower-like pattern and pushing outwards. This coquettish and bizarre cauldron shook and turned into a **** glow. It slammed into the fist wind that could collapse the heavens. The speed was so fast that it could not be caught by the naked eye, and it was fleeting.
At this time, from the perspective of Ouyang Ming, I saw Quan Jin sweeping from the horizon, like a black waterfall hanging upside down from a ten thousand-foot high peak, with a powerful aura that shakes the sky. Between heaven and earth, the roar of countless gods and demons abruptly sounded. If it's just that, it doesn't matter, the key to this fist wind actually reveals the roundness of the way of reincarnation, without flaws. This punch can sweep the sky.
On the other side, the big tripod was full of vicissitudes and simplicity ~ IndoMTL.com~ It was in vain, and the blood was shining, spreading to all directions, covering the whole world, and a gloomy feeling spread out.
Around the big cauldron, countless **** bubbles suddenly appeared, radiating a touch of damp heat, and "bang" gently exploded. The sound was extremely subtle at first, but gradually became denser over time. Hearing the magic sound in my ears, my mind seemed to fall into a world of blood.
"Boom..."
A earth-shattering roar turned into sound waves and swept away, wherever it passed, mountains, rivers, and spirit beasts, everything was torn apart and turned into a **** light, covering a full range of hundreds of miles. This sound is like the ringing of bells and drums, like Huang Zhong Dalu, it can suppress all the sounds in the world. Immediately, a piece of spiritual energy exploded. The space extinguishes and regenerates, emerges and extinguishes, and it evolves infinitely and mysteriously.
A violent gray ripple torn apart again, the mountains stretching for hundreds of miles below collapsed, the rocks pierced through the space, and the whole land fell inch by inch.
This is where the horror of the strong man in the imperial realm who understands the law.
A casual blow is contaminated with the power of the law, which can destroy everything.
Ouyang Ming sighed with emotion, his eyes passed Feng Xinxiao, and he secretly asked, why is he so strong? How long has it been since then? You know, when he first met, he had the strength to crush Feng Xinxiao, but now, he actually felt a deep crisis in Feng Xinxiao. ...
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