Immortal Path to Heaven Chapter 927: Weinian Jue Xiaocheng
cold moon, breeze...
Under the icy moonlight, the earth was bright and clean, and the Seven Star Sect was stained with a layer of sacred brilliance, white light shining brightly. Especially in Lingyuan Lake not far from Juejian Peak, the silver light shone, and Lingquan gushed aura.
Ouyang Ming stood on the top of the mountain, looking down from a distance, the breeze blowing on his face, the alcohol on his body was blown down, and Qingming gradually recovered in his eyes.
He shook his head and smiled bitterly: "What happened today? Feelings fluctuated so much..."
sat for a while, he got up resolutely, followed the rugged mountain road, and returned to the small courtyard. The mixed emotions in his heart have completely dissipated.
People are like this. Sometimes, they simply can’t control their inner emotions. They are greed, anger, love, hatred, and parting. This is a person. If you can stay calm and at ease all the time, then It's not a person, but a machine.
In , the candlelight flickered, Ouyang Ming let out a low roar in his heart, and a line of golden fonts appeared in the spiritual world again. This is the secret of thought.
The last time I practiced the Sui Nian Jue ended in failure, but this time, Ouyang Ming’s spiritual power has been greatly improved, and even his cultivation has reached the high level of spiritual beings. It can be said that the whole person has it. A reborn change.
The text is still the same as last time.
"With one thought, the stars are broken, the rivers and seas are dry, and everything in the world is life or prosperity, death or extinction, all within my thoughts."
Ouyang Ming chuckled, and said in his heart that he was really domineering. This method of raising domineering with a domineering manner is really strange.
As soon as he moved his mind, he fell into it, gathered his energy and breathed in, and began to practice the first chapter of Wei Nian Jue, the Voice of Gods and Demons.
He sat cross-legged, fingers interlaced, forming a strange ghostly handprint.
one breath, two breaths, three breaths...
After a hundred breaths, the spiritual world buzzes, as if thousands of mosquitoes flap their wings at the same time, it makes people upset. Can't help it, how can you talk about cultivation?
He opened his eyes, and there was a look of doubt in his eyes.
is secretly wondering, is it the wrong method, why can't even enter quietness?
turned his gaze and dissipated the thoughts in the spiritual world, but in an instant, he was already on the guardian stage, round and round, the energy sinking into the heart, the momentum of the body was dissipated, and it was integrated into the world, round. Everything within tens of feet is in his grasp. This kind of mastery is not the same as the control when arranging the formation method. There is no such kind of overbearing that can be the world's law in a word, but it is more detailed.
He opened his eyes, and the doubts under his eyes were even worse.
This... how can it be so strange? Although he hadn't succeeded in practicing last time, he couldn't even get into Jingjing.
thought about it for a long time, suddenly, his mind flashed, and a word suddenly popped out, that is-domineering.
Wei Nian Jue is the secret technique of the dragon clan, extremely powerful, and the most notable feature of the dragon and phoenix clan is domineering, the ultimate dominance. If Ouyang Ming didn't have the majestic spirit of making a chessboard star as his son, and a pipa road as a string, how could he make Wei Nian a master?
After got through his thoughts, Ouyang Ming immediately figured out the trick. It was like a natural fit, and everything was so natural.
Ouyang Ming didn't rush to practice Yi Nian Jue, but thought of renunciation.
Yes, it is centrifugation. I remember the scene of blood burning when I escaped in the hands of the centrifugal, throwing a blood coagulation spear and causing it to explode...
The blood in his body seemed to have been ignited, and an unbreakable sharpness came out of him. This was an unstoppable decisiveness. At this moment, Ouyang Ming remembered what he saw, there is still life against the sky, and there is absolutely no possibility for Niu.
He gave a long whistle, and said: "What is Mindfulness? Everything is broken, I think it is!"
The moment the sound came in, the big characters in the spiritual world turned into a golden light, which was imprinted in Ouyang Ming's soul.
He only felt a tingling pain in the spiritual world, and he was groggy.
, when he opened his eyes, he had come to the top of a mountain, and in front of him was a sea of corpses. A young man dressed in white is riding a white horse, holding a hip flask in his left hand and a long sword in his right hand. The blood keeps falling along the long sword. Behind him was a corpse ten feet high, with densely packed heads piled up beside him, like a hill, with extremely hideous expressions and even more aghast, as if he had seen incredible things before his death. In front of him, there are countless spirit beasts and human races, their faces are solemn, at least tens of thousands, their auras are extremely powerful, and those with the lowest cultivation base have reached the realm of venerable.
This should be the inheritance memory hidden in Wei Nian Jue? Ouyang Ming glanced around, secretly said in his heart, and then looked around.
The white-clothed man took a sip of wine and whispered: "Is it over? So many people want to keep me? Is it too wishful thinking?" The voice was flat, telling the truth, because of this, The shock it brought was unimaginable. It seemed that if he said that he couldn't keep it, then he would definitely not keep it. He hung the gourd on his belt, with a pleasant expression on his face, without the slightest worry.
"Huh, I'm looking for death! The Feng Clan powerhouse will come in a while, you can't leave!" someone shouted.
"Oh, isn't it?" The white-clothed man chuckled lightly, flexed his fingers, and a finger wind blew out of his fingertips. The speed was so fast that it shattered the speaker's heart directly. He stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and a powerful suction burst out, grabbing the person directly in his hand, cut off his head, and threw his head on the hill where the heads were stacked like trash.
There is only one thought left in the minds of those who saw this scene, that is, overbearing, unspeakable overbearing.
The white-clothed man chuckled, riding a white horse, and walking towards the crowd. With each step, the tens of thousands of people in front of him took a step back, shouldered one word, and carried the world, suppressing everyone’s momentum. .
"Let's take action together and kill the dragon. If he is gone, with his instinct that he will reciprocate, everyone who comes today will be worse off than dead!" a man in Tsing Yi roared muffledly.
"Well, I don't believe it. With so many masters, we still can't hold him back. As long as the Feng clan powerhouse arrives, even if he is strong, he will only fall away. We are already on the string and have to send it out!"
This voice spread, and immediately received the support of many people present. They all took out the magic weapon flying swords and swarmed them, followed by a tragic breath.
The white-clothed man had cold eyes and smiled: "You don't know how far you are from me."
lightly click on the toes, and jumped up, a majestic aura swept across the wasteland and Liuhe, a golden light burst out of his eyes, his hands pinched the tactics like flying, and he whispered: "Only thoughts, destroy the stars, start with a thought , Everything is dead." Before the words fell, the golden light burst in his eyes, completely filling the whole world.
The tyrannical mental power was flooded in the golden light, turned into a golden storm, and rolled forward. Everywhere it passed, the space was cracked. I really want to describe it, like a heavy hammer hitting porcelain. The same, because the contained power is too great, there are countless mottled white spots.
With a single blow, these tens of thousands were reduced by half.
The earth is stained red with blood, and it can even be described as a river of blood.
He wore white clothes, even his hair was not messy at all, and he slowly fell on the white horse and sat down.
There were stumps and broken arms everywhere. He rode a white horse and walked forward, no one dared to stop. What is domineering, this is dominance.
At this moment, there was a phoenix roar in the sky, the wind and the clouds turned upside down, and the heavens and the earth changed.
"As expected, it is the dragon clan who has cultivated Wei Nianjue to great achievement. It is really extraordinary with the king's aura to support the domineering." As the voice spread to all directions, a hundred-foot-long phoenix struck from the horizon. His feathers are gorgeous and colorful, as if condensing all the luck in the world, they are unparalleled, and they reflect the sky brilliantly and brilliantly.
The eyes of the man in white also became serious.
"Om..." There was a long roar, and the mist within a hundred miles was all reversed, the peaks shattered, and the white-clothed man turned into a hundred-foot golden dragon, rising to the sky, his body was full of the most sacred gold, and became the world The only color suppressed all the rays of light. Under this long howl, the space in front of him was like a thin and dense trace drawn by countless blades, crushing every inch, crushing against the phoenix.
a dragon and a phoenix, fighting in the sky.
There was a sudden violent fluctuation in the foreground of the eye, and all the pictures ended here.
Ouyang Ming returned to an ordinary courtyard of the Seven Star Sect again. The moonlight was cold, shining in from the window, his eyes were shining brightly, and his heart secretly said that this is the only thought decision.
Heaven and earth, all things live and die, all in one thought.
his thoughts moved slightly, gathering energy and exhaling. This time, he fell into calm before he breathed.
Wei Nianjue’s cultivation method turned into countless avenues entrenched in Ouyang Ming’s mind. It was a matter of course without any obstruction. A domineering intention slowly emerged from him, and his understanding of Wei Nianjue became more and more. deep.
Suddenly, he gathered his breath, and his throat moved, and a strange voice came out.
This is the point where Wei Nianjue has reached Xiaocheng. This is the voice of gods and demons~IndoMTL.com~ And just as this sound spreads, it seems that even the breeze blowing through the window has stopped. And where this voice passed, a tearing force that frightened Ouyang Ming was produced, as if it could tear everything in this world to pieces.
Ouyang Ming's eyes opened and closed, and he was overjoyed.
I secretly said in my heart, even though Wei Nian Jue is only a small achievement, but if unexpectedly, the voice of gods and demons will suddenly be heard, even if it is against the peak spirit, it also has the magical effect of establishing the victory.
Of course, what Ouyang Ming is looking forward to is when Wei Nianjue has cultivated to the fullest.
But he saw that the man in white used Wei Nian Jue to gather his breath and kill tens of thousands of people in one blow.
And he has the unique spiritual world of the Feng clan, and Wei Nianjue happens to be based on spiritual power. The stronger the spiritual power, the stronger the attack power. If Ouyang Ming can combine Wei Nianjue with the unique Feng clan The spiritual world, cooperate with each other, what kind of brilliance can this dragon clan secret technique bloom in his hands?
Thinking of this, Ouyang Ming was also short of breath, waiting for a long scream.
took a deep breath, Ouyang Ming suppressed the idea forcibly, and continued to figure it out.
Ouyang Ming’s current combat power is enough to defeat ordinary casual cultivators, peak spiritualists, he can deal with it calmly even if he is a peak spiritualist with inheritance. In any case, he can be regarded as a master in the spirit world. ...
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