The Magus Era Chapter 863: Rising Flame
"Prey?"
Po's face is sinking like water, yet there is no snoring, Gui Ling is already angry and howling. ▲ ∴ ▲ ∴,
She was one of the most powerful top creatures of the Prehistoric Xuan turtle, Pangu World Prehistoric period, and even played against the legendary Dragon Ancestor and Fengzu. She is the top hunter in the cruel food chain of the Prehistoric era. Except for a few powerful people, all beings in the world are her prey.
A stranger who doesn't know where he came from actually said that the entire Pangu World creature is his prey?
This is a contempt for Gui Ling as a powerful living body, it is a provocation to her, so Gui Ling took the lead, and the left hand Yu Ruyi brought a dark ray of light to the man, slammed his right hand, three The dark Renshui divine thunderbolts slipped out without making any noise.
"Mighty soul, your blood and soul make me heart."
The man smiled softly, still the voice that is neither male nor female nor quite old, with a clear and melodious rhythm.
Facing the attack of Gui Ling, the little finger of his left hand bounced, and the same dark gleam came out. His hand directed the movement, and the black dim light with a length of several feet and the thickness of his finger swept a wave of water. On the other hand, Yuruyi violently collided with Gui Ling.
With a loud noise, the man's body remained motionless, but Gui Ling seemed to be bombarded by the thunder, and his body trembled backward three steps.
Three Renshui divine thunderbolts came to the man silently, he smiled slightly, ticked with a little finger on his left hand, Renshui divine thunderbolts was flying lightly before he could explode.
Three buzzing sounds came from Buzz, Renshui divine thunderbolts quietly exploded on the wall of the temple, no light was emitted, and Zhu Rong, the god-forged temple, broke three diameters. The big hole in Baizhang.
Looking through the three transparent caves, Ji Hao could not help but feel a palpitation.
There is no blue sky and white clouds outside the shrine, but a bright colored light surrounds it. Numerous large size small golden transparent mandala flowers are suspended in the colored light, and the stamens of each mandala flower are standing. A flying beauty.
They are holding various instruments and singing and dancing in the flower core. The graceful posture swayed the sky with aura of vitality, a wave of strange powers that swayed the human soul, and Ji Hao just looked outside the hall and felt that Primordial Spirit Dao Seed was shaking. Frightened, he hurriedly urged Dao Seed to release sparkling Golden Light to protect Primordial Spirit.
The entire temple has been wrapped in that man ’s heinous evil magic. It seems to be separated from Pangu World. The temple and everyone in the temple have fallen into the control of this guy.
Po and Gui Ling also saw strange scenes outside the hall. Their faces suddenly became extremely serious.
Unconsciously, the two of them are quietly trapped in this inexplicable bizarre Restriction. The strength of this person is unpredictable.
Zhu Rong's body re-condensed. A fire tower with a thickness of several feet quietly bloomed beside him. This glowing fire tower seems simple, but it is composed of hundreds of thousands of rare flames between heaven and earth. Unpredictable and powerful.
Brilliant pipa strings are constantly shooting from the void, hitting the fire tower fiercely, listening to the sound of ‘chī chī’, the sparkling pipa strings are burnt to death by the fire tower.
But more and more lute strings continue to emerge from the void. Countless thin crystals of light whistled around the fire tower, slamming and attacking with the moth's momentum, and the Zhu Rong's face gradually became a little ugly.
Ji Hao can't see the figure of Zhu Rong. He has seen countless tiny crystals of light crisscross outside his body, constantly making sharp sounds of breaking through the air.
But with the strength of Zhu Rong, don't worry about him keeping up here.
Ning Shen looked at the man, and Ji Hao calmly arched his hand: "Yes, you still don't know the name of fellow Daoist ?"
The man froze slightly. The black glimmering light from the little finger of his left hand was supposed to chop Gui Ling and listened to the question of Ji Hao. He frowned, and then shook his head: "Respecting the last name? This ... It doesn't make sense to my family. We don't need a last name, we can naturally distinguish each other."
Holding a smug smile of pride, the man raised his head and sighed softly: "Ir and other superficial insights. I can't understand my tribe's existence. I wait for invisible, qualityless, even the marks and traces of existence. Time and Space has no meaning with me, we are just a 'concept'. "
They are just an idea of existence. Ji Hao secretly calculates and interprets this guy's words with his own understanding.
They are invisible. Therefore, ordinary attacks, whether they are slashing or dagger attacks, have no effect.
Time and space are also meaningless to them, so it is difficult for special methods to attack them.
They are just a concept. They specialize in human spirits, Primordial Spirit, so if you want to attack them, if you want to destroy them, you must start with ‘ideas’. They damage the practitioner's Primordial Spirit and soul in the invisible and invisible, then they must be countered by subtle methods from the invisible and invisible.
This is also the best way to deal with the extraterritorial Heavenly Demon in the past.
In other words, this is the counter-method that the powerful sages of previous lives learned from Heavenly Demon himself.
Luck and condense, reconcile qi and blood, the whole body gradually becomes rigorous and indifferent, and even the slightest fluctuation of qi and blood is not leaked. Ji Hao looked at the man and said lightly: "Oh, no name? Indeed, The number is not important, but are you sure that you can deal with so many of us at the same time? "
The light on the Pan Jia Sun overhead suddenly dim, all the sunlight condensed into the thickness of a thumb, and poured into the Nine Yang Spear from the Ji Hao festival.
With the endless infusion of Sun light from Pan Jia Sun, Nine Yang Spear becomes brilliant and countless Symbol emerges, as if the solid body Symbol cast from gold swirls around Nine Yang Spear.
The man looked at Nine Yang Spear with a hint of jealousy, condensing the powerful weapon of Sun, which also had a great restraint effect on him.
But Ji Hao hasn't shot yet, Po has already taken the lead.
"Ji Hao is a little calm and restless, seeing the fool's means of measuring him." Po also carried a hint of anger (Fire Qi) in his voice, and regarded him as a prey? How many years did he Priest Po cross Prehistoric, even those top power, will not speak to him like this!
Ji Hao saw Po for the first time to exert his magical powers.
He stretched out his ten fingers, and each fingertip sprayed out a fierce swordmang, ten swordlights tore the void and destroyed everything in the head.
Ji Hao only then understands that Po is indeed the first apprentice of Daoist Yu Yu. The sword he flaunts has a certain degree of Daoist Yu Yu sword formation. Ji Hao just looks at it from afar and has his own Primordial Spirit Dao Seed. The great terror devoured by Mang.
The man chuckled slightly, the black Shenguang in his left hand was slightly closed, ten fingers and one bounce, and ten sword lights rose into the air.
The sword turned into a golden dragon. It struck the void with the Po ten-finger swordman.
Just listening to the loud noise, Po's body shook violently, and he shoved backwards and backwards.
The man laughed aloud, his fingers trembling again and again, all the sword gas Golden Light screamed, raining down on Po. (To be continued.)
ps: Get up early, let ’s start with another chapter.
Go on in the afternoon, quack! sf0916