"Dingjun, do you really think you can control everything" Xiao Shenlong's disdainful voice came from the void space.
With a tear, a bright golden color appeared in the originally dead Tianyu, and then it quickly enlarged, and it could be seen from the outside that a young man holding a purple gold stick was wearing a dark golden dragon pattern battle armor and was fighting against the rules of the sword.
With the strength of the power and the rules of confrontation, who would believe that a pair of purple gold magic sticks were danced by the little dragon vigorously, under the big opening and closing, the ferociousness is abnormal.
It's just that those who have a heart find that the dark gold armor worn by the little divine dragon is a little dull, and it is not the color that should be normal for it.
It seems that the sword of rules that broke out in an instant of Dingjun still hurt him, but it was only blocked by the battle armor on his body.
The monks couldn't help but wonder what he was wearing and how he had such a strong ability to resist.
You know, it's a sword of rules, and the armor is just dull in color.
While their eyes were burning, their eyes showed deep jealousy.
No one is unenthusiastic about such a piece of armor, but it also has to be fatal.
As the saying goes, the husband is not guilty, but Huaibi is guilty.
But if one of the princes holds a lot of power, who can help him "What exactly is the stick in his hand, and why can he fight against the power of the law, this is completely unreasonable," a monk asked the old man beside him in confusion.
The old man looked at his disciple with some annoyance, and said angrily: "Why don't you use your brain, what kind of stick method is this, don't you really see that each stick represents the Supreme Dao, this young man's cultivation has reached the extreme of the imperial level, and it can be said that every move implies the Great Dao of heaven and earth."
Take a closer look, even the slightest bit of learning can be of infinite benefit to you. ” The young man was startled, and he didn't know where to offend the master Didn't the master say that cultivation is like walking on thin ice, if you don't understand, let me ask, what is the situation, and he soon understood, because his master stared at the young man's movements with a terrifying expression, it turned out that the master also wanted to understand a trace of Taoist rhyme from it, alas, I have just entered the heavenly level, you let me see the Taoist rhyme at the peak of the imperial level, isn't this a joke While shaking his head in frustration, the young man still stared at the movements of the little divine dragon, hoping to learn something.
The little divine dragon looked at the rule sword in front of him as if it was endless, and couldn't help but feel a loss of face.
The Shenlong clan is a natural fighter, how could he have been forced to be like this.
He suddenly felt that something that Guo Ming taught himself was not suitable for him, and what the Shenlong clan did was to keep fighting, and even at the same time fighting, there was no trace of defense.
All in one battle, this is Shenlong's fighting style.
The Terrans defend at the same time when fighting, paying attention to advancing and retreating.
Three thousand avenues, I will take a scoop.
Sticking to your own style is the right thing to do.
The little divine dragon wanted to open these, and suddenly his mouth suddenly opened, and there was a kind of heroic turmoil in his heart, and he let out a long roar, and the purple gold divine stick in his hand shook the void in front of him, and there was an explosion, and the endless void was immediately stirred into chaos by him.
The little divine dragon stepped back, and at the same time, the divine stick in his hand became longer and longer, and the speed of agitation in his hand became faster and faster, and in the end, it almost affected the radius.
The monks were frightened and couldn't help but retreat again, they didn't want to get involved in this idle battle.
Those souls also sensed something, and their faces showed a look of despair, and the bodies of thousands of souls froze, and then turned into wisps of black smoke and dissipated.
They did not enter samsara, but were completely wiped out.
Guo Ming naturally has a way to stop this fluctuation, that is, the ancient painting on his body, but it is still early to take it out at this time, and Guo Ming does not want to expose everything so early.
Giving the goddess a look, the goddess nodded.
The lotus step is light, the heart is like the most beautiful fairy floating leisurely, the supreme divine breath envelops this side of the world, she pinched the magic seal with both hands, and triggered the unparalleled divine art, the kind of fluctuation that made the heaven and earth change immediately stopped, just like a hot water met the extreme cold ice, and lost its ability with a swish.
The audience was shocked, and no one was calm anymore.
After hundreds of millions of years, the goddess was born again, this news is definitely a bombshell, everyone fully believes that even if there are many geniuses today, and even beyond the ancients, but today's goddess is enough to enter the top ten, or even the top five is possible.
In ancient times, the goddess was so mysterious and terrifying, and the supreme magic did not know how many avenues were kneaded, and the starry sky was extinguished with a wave of her hand, and the heavens and the earth were changed in her thoughts.
Cold sweat flowed out of Dingjun's forehead, a little divine dragon had already exhausted him to deal with, if he added the goddess, he had only to escape.
Thinking of this, his heart was clouded with retreat.
The large spiral nest in the void grew larger and larger, and finally formed a giant spiral nest that was several miles in size.
The purple gold magic stick in the little divine dragon's hand slammed into it, and the giant whirling nest reversed wildly, and the sword of rules fell into it in just an instant.
After all, there is an extreme in everything.
The rules are no exception.
When the outside world is stronger than it, it can be completely broken.
Then, a terrifying roar surged in, and the blood-colored giant hall behind Dingjun was shattered in an instant, and it frantically poured into the spiral nest.
"One turn."
The majestic voice of the little divine dragon came.
The spiral nest stopped at first, then rotated forward, but the suction power doubled.
Dingjun's body, who was about to escape, stiffened, and the terrible suction directly fixed his body, and kept tearing.
Dingjun's face changed greatly, and he waved a palm at the whirlpool, wanting to retreat with his palm power, but he soon found out that he was wrong, because his palm power did not thrust himself, and the endless suction power could devour everything, and the palm power turned into wisps of energy annihilation before it formed a countershock force.
Affected by this, Dingjun got closer to some spiral nests.
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"Two turns."
The little dragon changed the law in his hand, and burst into applause.
The suction power doubled again, and the instantaneous suction caused Dingjun's internal organs to be severely damaged, and when he opened his mouth, a large mouthful of blood spurted out.
His body was out of his control at all, and he had a feeling that if he didn't fight back effectively, he might really fall here.
As soon as the blood sword in his hand opened, a flash of light reflected into the eyes of the little divine dragon, and a boundless aura filled the entire void.
It is like the sadness under the boundless falling wood, and it is also like the emotion that things are people and everything is resting.
With a flash of blood, a dragon roar came, and a sword light pierced the sky, fiercely shocking the sky.
Layers of qi waves were stacked, and the sword qi was constantly superimposed, and it only took a short moment to skyrocket to as much as nine times.
The little dragon hurriedly turned the true yuan in his body, slapped his hands, and shouted: "Three turns to kill you, go" The monstrous whirlpool rolled up the power of destruction and rushed forward, but those who resisted it were all devoured.
When two powerful forces collided, there was no earth-shattering explosion or world-destroying breath, only silent devouring.
Almost all of the monks flew back again, and although there was no sound coming from there, the small space-time voids that appeared around them were enough to prove the fierce exchange of energies there.
The two forces actually began to devour, the black whirlpool swallowed the sky and the dark, the blood-colored sword swirl shocked the eight desolations, and the two forces were the tip of the needle against Maimang, and no one let anyone The seal in Guo Ming's hand sped up, and he spat out the Zen sound again, the earth swelled with golden lotus, the sky descended auspiciously, and the sound of the grand Buddha gate penetrated the heavens, and soon the souls of millions of monks were all purified and entered the reincarnation.
When Guo Ming was about to leave, he suddenly noticed the difference in his body, as if there was a kind of dark calling in the sky, and looked at the void suspiciously, but he still didn't notice it in the slightest under the wide opening of the heavenly eyes.
This surprised him. glanced at the little divine dragon, and saw that he was not in decline at this time, and sent a message to the goddess: "You are here to take care of it, I have something to do right away." ” "Okay."
The goddess had no extra words, and nodded directly.
Her body melted in the void and vanished.
This scene made Dingjun's heart suddenly, and his eyes swept in all directions, if the goddess suddenly attacked him, he really might not be able to carry it.
No matter how strong the strength is, there is a time when it is exhausted, and when the little divine dragon's spiral nest is exhausted, a sharp sword light stabs at the center of the little divine dragon's eyebrows.
The little divine dragon jumped up, and with a wave of the purple gold divine stick in his hand, it directly shattered the sword qi.
From this point of view, in the competition of supernatural powers, Xiao Shenlong is slightly inferior to Dingjun.
But the most powerful thing about the dragon clan is their innate fighting instincts.
The little dragon felt insulted in his face, and a purple gold stick danced wildly.
Dingjun hurriedly swung his sword to block, and with a crisp sound, Dingjun felt a pain in the tiger's head, and was shocked back a few steps by the powerful energy.
Dingjun claims to be a swordsman, but now that he was forced to retreat by someone, he also felt hot on his face.
The blood-colored long sword shook, boundless evil qi gushed out, and with a kick under his feet, the long sword in his hand burst out.
The little dragon shouted, "It's a good time.
The long stick in his hand was thrown into the sky, spinning in the void, and then one turned into two, two into four, four into eight, eight into sixteen, and tens of thousands of long sticks filled the entire void.
Each long stick danced in the void with different stick techniques, and when the tens of thousands of attacks were all captured, the magic in the hands of the little divine dragon changed, and the tens of thousands of different attacks merged into one, and a terrifying aura that made all things surrender shrouded down.
The long sword in Dingjun's hand was drawn, and it circled in place, and soon turned into a beautiful sword lotus.
The ultimate of the sword, the sword lotus of the sword, this represents a realm.
When the little divine dragon's attack came, the sword lotus exploded in the void with a bang, and millions of sword qi were about to cut the void in two.
The strict sword aura made the people around him feel cold, and they looked at all this with shocked faces, is this still an attack by the emperor They were a little suspicious.
A purple gold divine stick of hundreds of zhang in size was generated from the void and directly pressed down, with the power of killing gods and meeting Buddhas.
Crackling, tens of thousands of sword qi turned into nothingness under the pouring of the purple gold divine stick.
What everyone didn't know was that there were two old men sitting cross-legged in the unknown void, and they were watching this battle with solemn expressions.
"Brother Wan, what do you think," an old man next to him said in a deep voice
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